The attack from the sky did not hurt Cai Jing and Yang Lin.

However, the toad lying on the surface of the foot does not hurt people, it is disgusting.

Soon Cai Jing's counterattack began, Wang Ning originally planned to befriend Liang Shicheng and promote him to Shangshu, but Cai Jing accused him of slandering the official family and was exiled.

Cai Jing's eldest brother Han Mulu was promoted to the secretary of the military department, and his youngest son Cai Wei served as an attendant, and Cai Jing's confidant Bai Shizhong worshiped the servant of the Ministry of Officials.

After a short confrontation, the drunken and gold-obsessed ministers of the Great Song Dynasty knew that the sky of the Great Song Dynasty had changed.

Cai Jing remained silent, secretly controlled the power of the imperial court, and the implementation of the new policy allowed him to surpass Liang Shicheng, and the Great Song Dynasty is now a prime minister.

The so-called hidden phase is already a yellow flower of tomorrow, and the one who dominates the world is the first assistant Cai Jing.

At this time, Yang Lin handed over the court to Cai Jing with a tacit understanding, and he was busy getting rid of Wang Huang.

The Shangyuan Festival is approaching, which can be said to be the biggest carnival in Bianliang City.

On the street, there are many pedestrians.

In order to attract customers, the shops on both sides hang a string of lanterns high above the doors, and the street is lit up at night.

Not only the shops, but also the street vendors, also blow all kinds of interesting lanterns on the stalls, singing in tunes and sets of shouts to attract the ears and eyes of tourists.

Although it is daytime, there are many turning lights that have been lit, and the richness of Bianliang in the Great Song Dynasty does not know what thrift is.

On the day that was supposed to be celebrated, it seemed that there was a dark cloud hanging over Bianliang, and a piece of news was spreading at a rapid speed, making everyone in Bianliang know.

The Great Song army was defeated by the divided Tubo people on the southern front, and 100,000 men of the forbidden army suffered heavy casualties.

These people are all athletes of Kaifeng Mansion, and many of their relatives are in Bianliang City, all of them are depressed and unhappy, and they wash their faces with tears all day long.

In the teahouse restaurant, one after another shocking news was leaked through some "promising" insiders.

Zhao Ji, dressed as a scribe, walked slowly on the side of the road, he used to be very interested in visiting the shops and street stalls, buying all kinds of strange things and rewarding them to his family in the palace.

But today, Zhao Ji's face was gloomy, and after walking a few steps, he heard many pedestrians discussing the military affairs in the southwest.

A big defeat made the people of Bianliang lose the jubilation of previous years, and the atmosphere of prosperity created by the frequent good news recently was almost ruined.

Behind him, Yang Lin was wearing a scribe's shirt, walking with a square collar, and Liu Qingshui of the Imperial City Division escorted him.

Yang Lin looked at it coldly, many of the "pedestrians" were arranged by him, but there were also many people who were also discussing with concern.

Today, the best face, has always been proud of the peaceful and prosperous world under his rule.

Now, Yin Muhong mobilized the "Water Army" group established by his subordinates in order to build momentum for Yang Lin, these poets, writers, and storytellers, exaggerated the defeat in the southwest countless times, making the people of Bianliang panic.

And Cai Jinger fulfilled his promise, and the yamen at all levels were very restrained and played a conniving role.

For a while, rumors were flying all over the sky, and it was almost impossible to say that the vicious Tubo people wanted to fight to Bianliang like they entered Chang'an at the end of the Tang Dynasty.

The imagination of the people is endless, the Shangyuan Festival in Bianliang City has always been the most important festival to whitewash the peace, and now this shadow is shrouded, which can't help but make Zhao Ji feel a little angry with his close minister Wang Huang.

What Yang Lin wants is this anger, for a close minister like Wang Hao, and a king like Zhao Ji, this trace of anger and disappointment is better than countless ironclad evidence of corruption.

Zhao Ji has always ignored the corruption of his close ministers, even if it is very excessive.

But if anyone destroys his peaceful and prosperous world, he will really touch Zhao Ji's scales, and he will definitely be unlucky.

Yang Lin followed behind him, his face was calm and he didn't say a word, even Liu Qingshui felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and he didn't talk and laugh as usual.

At this time, Yang Lin refused to step forward and say half a bad word about Wang Huang, and finally Zhao Ji couldn't help it, and turned around and said: "I'm a little tired of shopping today, so it's better to go back." ”

Zhao Ji's energy and physical strength, even if he walked for a few days, he would not necessarily be tired, Yang Lin knew in his heart that he would follow him back to Genyue, and then retreat after holding his fists.

In the pavilion of Genyue, Zhao Ji soothed his mood a little, he went out to play in the past few days, and every time he came back, he was angry, especially today.

Now looking around in the garden, there is a famous garden full of snow, ice wrapped in lakes and mountains, pavilions are newly washed, pines and cypresses are old and green, Zhao Ji feels that he has returned to his own world.

What is bloody everywhere in the southwest, countless floating deaths in the Nu River, and the soldiers eating people and drinking blood, all of them are trying their best to disperse from their brains.

He waved his hand lightly, beckoned a palace lady, and after a while came in with a drawing board, and several attendants behind him carried pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Zhao Ji looked around, several buildings, the eaves copper bells, hanging on the blue clouds, lined with residual snow on the eaves, and couldn't help but praise: "Yang Aiqing has built a good garden, it is really a glass world, white snow and red plums." ”

He splashed his pen and ink, completely immersed in it, white snow, winter, sunny day, blue sky, old branches, red plums... Each scene only needs a few strokes, and the meaning is fully revealed.

After finishing the painting, Zhao Ji breathed a long sigh of relief, but suddenly he didn't know what to remember, and knocked over the ink with a bang, and a copy of the heirloom work was all polluted.

Several chamberlains hurriedly bent over to clean up, Zhao Ji's eyes closed, and he said in a deep voice:

"Pass on Cai Jing, Yang Lin, and Liang Shicheng, let's see me together."

On the eve of the Shangyuan Festival, Wang Huang, who had been active in the Huizong Dynasty for many years, finally ended his shocking promotion to the throne.

He was promoted by the general doctor to the eighth rank and was appointed as a special advancement, which has already broken the record since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty. Yang Lin, who was born as a champion, is also slightly inferior to it.

The southwest was defeated, and the official family demoted the commander Wang Huang out of Beijing, and demoted him to the deputy envoy of the Chongxin Army, and he had no family property.

Cai Jing and Yang Lin glanced at each other, and they all lowered their heads randomly, this time it was regarded as getting rid of Liang Shicheng's arm, and Liang Shicheng did not have the slightest look on his face.

Yang Lin bowed and said: "Your Majesty doesn't need to be angry, there is still room for maneuver in the war in the southwest, and this defeat is actually because the coach Wang Huang is incompetent and not a weak soldier." The minister is willing to go to the southwest in person, clean up the remnants of the defeated generals, rectify the banner army and horses, and set foot on Tubo for our emperor. ”

Cai Jing's expression moved, he looked at Yang Lin's side face with his eyes, and scolded in his heart: treacherous and cunning.

Set Liang Shicheng, the old eunuch, on fire, and sneak out to lead the troops by himself, and now that the official family is angry, he naturally doesn't dare to hold you back, and the anger of the old eunuch Liang is borne by the old man alone?

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "The main thing still depends on Aiqing, this time we need to win a big victory, save the situation, appease the people, and don't lose hope." ”

Yang Lin clasped his fists with his hands: "Minister, dare to be loyal and wise, sweep away Tubo, cleanse the southwest, open up territory, and serve my emperor!" ”

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