Bianliang, Zhaodefang small courtyard.

Yang Lin read the letterhead in his hand and said to the spy in front of him: "I know, you go back and tell Han Shizhong that Jin Shou Youyan is his defense, and you don't need to bother with anything else, just listen to the dispatch of the imperial court." ”

The Jurchen Tartars wish we would abandon the Youyan defense line and rush into the icy wilderness to fight them.

They only need to withdraw their troops from Yunzhou and come to block the way, even if the Khitan soldiers and horses win in the short term, they will not dare to come out to pursue, of course, they will not win, at most they will not lose Yunzhou.

It is absolutely impossible to say that they do not lose an inch of land, and the difference in strength between the two sides is there.

Han Shizhong's personal soldiers were stunned when they heard this, but they quickly turned around and walked out of the courtyard, preparing to run back to Youyan.

Yang Lin pressed the letter under the table, pinched a brush and pondered, the Great Song Dynasty is now recovering, quickly eliminating all kinds of drawbacks, he has endured all kinds of counterattacks at the beginning, and it is about to be harvested.

When it is on the right track, the huge inertia will push it all the way forward, and then the country will be rich and the people will be strong, and everything can be done.

The so-called strong men and the so-called prosperous Tang Dynasty were all after the initial forbearance, and the prestige of the soldiers was spread far and wide. Han had the siege of Baideng, and Han Gaozu escaped by chance; Tang had the Weishui Alliance, and Tang Taizong was forced to make peace.

On the other hand, Jurchen, Yang Lin has seen it clearly and thoroughly, it is the peak of its debut.

At the time of the invasion of Liao, it was the time when the Jurchens were at their peak in force, and in the next two years, they occupied the entire Khitan territory, and there were tens of thousands of Khitan slaves under each Mouke, and on average, even the small soldiers were divided into a lot.

The affluent life will slowly corrode these ferocious hunters, making their stamina no longer and their ruthlessness completely gone. In the history of later generations, they occupied the Central Plains, and countless Han women became prostrate slaves under their bestial desires, which also accelerated their decline and degeneration.

Moreover, the intensifying internal struggle will also allow them to solve a lot of generals by themselves, so why should they rush to attack and urge them to awaken and unite again. These beasts who came out of the white mountains and black waters, once they lose the ferocity of the first generation, they will soon be reduced from the strong soldiers of the world to jokes.

There is brute gold in the front, and there is Tatar Qing in the back, all of which are as good as that.

In history, the Khitan reached the beginning of the Song Dynasty, it was already decaying and declining, and the Yongxi Northern Expedition of Zhao Guangyi of Song Taizong was like a bamboo in the early stage, so that the Khitan got rid of the mustard, united sincerely, and enjoyed a hundred years.

Thinking of this, Yang Lin put pen to paper and wanted to write a letter to Qin Long's Seed Master Dao, asking him to increase his assistance to Yelu Dashi, and if necessary, he could increase his troops in Yunzhou again. I was about to grind, but I saw that a plain hand had already begun to grind the ink gently.

Yang Lin looked up and saw that it was Zheng Yunyao, it was rare that she would come to her study.

Yang Lin asked with a smile while writing, "Why are you here?" ”

"I don't know what big things you think, so distracted, people came to bring you soup, and you didn't notice it after standing for a long time." Zheng Yunyao's good-looking little nose was wrinkled, her mouth was pouting, and she was full of charm.

I don't know when it started, and the little lady who was marrying Ming Media has become so mature and attractive.

Yang Lin smiled: "I didn't expect you to grind ink quite decently, could it be that you have also learned?" ”

Zheng Yunyao's face turned red, and he immediately struck, and Xiao Fan punched him indiscriminately. It turned out that on the day of the wedding, Zheng Yunyao was taught some bed things by her mother-in-law, and Yang Lin lifted her hijab and looked a little stunned.

Zheng Yunyao was mistaken, thinking that her husband was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and there was definitely no eldest mother to teach him, so he didn't know what to do next.

She mustered up the courage of the sky, her eyes flickered, and her voice was like a gnat: "Husband.. Husband, don't you know how to do it? It's okay, don't worry, I know, I've learned. ”

This interesting story has always been used by Yang Lin to make fun of her, and she blushes when she says it.

Yang Lin held down her pink fist, and secretly calculated in her heart that her delicate wife was about to turn seventeen years old and could conceive and give birth.

Do it on the four treasures of the study room, maybe it is the earliest early education, and it may give birth to a sage.

Yang Lin, the master of desktop cleaning, pushed the things on the bookcase to the ground and said in a low voice: "Yao'er, husband, check it, how much have you forgotten what you have learned." ”

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Tokyo Bianliang City, since Chengping for a hundred years, is a place of pink and beautiful.

The princes of the Manchu Dynasty, who are not proud of the romance, will be a good Central Plains Xiongcheng, into a prosperous scenery of the wind and moon, peach and soft, each other for a moment of elegance Tokyo.

I don't know how many literati and scholars are drunk under the light smoke and light powder on the banks of the Bianhe River, inscribed flowers and willows, and are happy.

Shenpai Fang arrived, and the capital of the courtyard gate on the bank of the embankment of the Bianhe Royal Street was hung with colored lanterns, the lights shone brightly, and the water reflected the lanterns.

The night on both sides of the strait is like day, and the courtyard of the painting boat is full of lights and wine, the silk pipes are complicated, the men and women are happy, and the waves are playing, all of which show people the flashy atmosphere of Bianliang City.

In a courtyard, facing the bright moonlight, there are people who are worried, which is incompatible with the atmosphere here.

Around the round table, accompanied by beauties, Bianliang's hot palace handsome high handle, opened a banquet to invite his righteous brothers.

accompanied by Qin Hui, a recent upstart in officialdom, unfortunately Bai Shizhong has become the prime minister, so naturally he cannot participate in this kind of gathering.

Yu Shinan was about to sigh in less than three breaths, and Yelu Muxun next to him also sighed for a long time, and Qin Hui's face turned yellow when he heard it, and he comforted: "Brothers, don't be so depressed, now Your Majesty is still here, things can still be done, you don't think about how to serve the country, but here is a long sigh, what is the use." ”

When everyone heard this, they cheered up, and Gao Zhi also smiled and said: "What Huizhi said is right, His Majesty Emperor Liao is now in the Yanqing Temple of the Great Song Dynasty, and he has changed his mind and asked with his heart to seek immortals." Now that we have entered the Daomen, we are a family with our emperor and Yang Shaozai, and when the time is ripe, we will beg Shaozai to send troops together to restore His Majesty, wouldn't it be easy. ”

A group of Khitan young Zhuang faction was originally a model of a lack of brains, otherwise they would not have been tricked by these goods to do the ridiculous thing of assassinating the Jurchen mission in Shangjing Mansion.

Now when I heard it, I immediately became happy, pushed the glass and changed the lamp at the banquet, and drank drunk.

The major events in life, but a few bowls of mash, Du Kang a few cups, and then sleep with his head covered, all the worries to fuck...

Gao Shante watched them fall asleep at their desks, and stood up, feeling a little unbearable.

These people really regard themselves as brothers, but even tonight, under the hint of Yang Shaozai, they came to tease them, and they were ready to take the Song people to make Yelu Dashi's rebellion at all times.

In the end, after taking Yunzhou and other places, Yang Shaozai will spit it out and return it to the Khitan? According to Gao Yanei's understanding, there may not be anything about it.

"Help them to their beds and rest." After speaking, Gao Shant helped Qin Hui, who was also drunk, and turned around and left the small courtyard.

Under the moonlight, Qin Hui, who was unconscious in drinking, suddenly let out a sigh.

PS: Last night, there were 8,000 words, and the whole subscription group has been transmitted