Chapter 2: The Head of the Traitor

The white horse flies by, and time flies.

It has been half a month since he came to the Great Song Dynasty in a blink of an eye, and Yang Lin's body has gradually improved, and he is familiar with the grass and trees here.

After the autumn season, I usually go to the capital before the year and wait for the provincial test.

This period of time has become the deadline for other students to prepare for entanglement, except for very remote places, where the imperial court will allocate funds, and the others have to raise their own money.

Fortunately, for Yang Lin, these are not problems, Yang Lin used to study hard, not very concerned about the family's business, after half a month of understanding, he found that he was a real son.

Yang Tong started at the end of the micro, the speed of the rise in Yangzhou is simply amazing, and now the workshops, shops, car dealerships, and wine shops around the country are all flourishing, and there is a faint strength among the top ten wealthy businessmen in Yangzhou.

The Yang family's mansion is in the eastern suburbs of Yangzhou, which is not very big, because Yang Tong has only been in the business for more than ten years, and the family is not prosperous. The Great Song Dynasty was a dynasty without slaves, and the laws of the Great Song Dynasty clearly stipulated that slaves were not allowed, and it was more of a type of contract with a term of service, similar to an employment relationship.

The autumn is high and cool, the flowers and plants in the courtyard are gradually withering and yellowing, and the bright sunlight is sprinkled in the courtyard, showing a little golden.

On the swing frame in the courtyard, Yang Lin was drowsy with a copy of "The Analects".

In the Song Dynasty, the provincial examination had to test the meaning of the scriptures, with the Chinese sentences of the scriptures as the topic, and the candidates wrote articles to explain their meanings, and later the Ming Dynasty evolved into the eight-strand text.

Yang Lin will go to the capital province to try it in the spring next year, so he naturally has to review the old and learn the new, but fortunately, he has inherited the original memory and has a certain level of imperial examination.

Boredom, Yang Lin really felt the boring life of readers in the old era, in this era of serious lack of entertainment, he didn't even have to watch his mother's Jin * Mei, and he was almost crazy in this small courtyard every day.

Putting the book over his face, there was a mismatch in his mind, and suddenly he heard a sneaky footsteps.

"Stop!" Yang Lin didn't need to look at it to know that it was her maid Jin'er, and it was really her who took down the book, the little girl was carrying a basket in her hand, wearing a green narrow sleeve short undergarment, a tight half-arm coat, and a pair of childish and cute double buns. Hearing Yang Lin's shout, Jin'er stopped, still maintaining a sneaky appearance of shrinking her hands and feet.

"Hehe, young master, are you awake?"

In the past, Yang Lin was an upright gentleman, everyone respected him, and the little maid who was close to him was not afraid of him, but had a feeling of admiration similar to that of his brother.

Yang Lin snorted coldly, and asked with a deliberate straight face, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Now that the lingzi is ripe, Sister Chunhua from the Chen Mansion next door invited me to pick the ling, and the young master is waiting for me to come back and cook it for you."

As soon as Yang Lin heard this, Cai Ling was rafting, such an emotional thing was not as interesting as reading the Analects here, so he said with a smile: "What is the point of following the village flower Cai Ling, it is better to follow the young master and me, and wait for me to clean up and let's go together." ”

Jin'er covered her mouth and snickered: "People are called Chunhua, not village flowers, the young master is really good at making fun of people." It's good to follow the young master, but the young master is about to take the big exam, don't you need to read at home? ”

"The insight of the world is all knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article. Young master, I am full of wealth, so I still need to see this, what can I learn at home. ”

Dressed in a white shirt and holding a bone fan in his hand, Yang Lin turned around and asked, "How is it, young master." ”

Jin'er found that the young master was not the same as before, but he didn't take it to heart as the sequelae of his initial recovery from a serious illness. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Young Master is handsome and dignified, let's go quickly, we won't be able to come back if it's too late." ”

Yang Lin pinned the fan to his waist, at this time the fan was purely for the sake of looking good, and only fools really shook the fan in late autumn. touched Jin'er's double bun and said with a smile: "What is the identity of the young master, how can he walk, go and inform Yang Sanbei of the carriage." ”

Jin'er cheered, jumped forward to prepare the horse, Yang Lin stretched his waist, looked at the sky outside, and was a little excited in his heart, he was finally going out to see the appearance of Da Song after coming for so long.

Autumn heart and wading to see the lotus. Sing out of the girl's song, dance into the Jiangnan strings.

Outside the city of Yangzhou, Baobao Lake, that is, the northern section of the Slender West Lake called in later generations is Jiuqu Pond.

There are three or five small boats in the lake, carrying the people in the city, coming to pick lotus.

This season is the season of water chestnut fragrance, several hectares of lotus flowers in the Jiuqu Pond, blue lotus sky, and mature water chestnut, which attracts the little girl to bend over and bend her knees to pick, there is a different scenery. From time to time, a crisp and beautiful song came from the surface of the lake, and those who knew it knew that it must be a rich family with a prostitute swimming in the lake.

Yang Lin sat at the bow of the boat, looking at the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, fascinated. Jin'er's small arms and legs, but Cai Ling is very familiar with them, and the basket is already full after a while.

"Brother Wen Yuan!" Suddenly, there was a shout from the boat next door, Yang Lin didn't pay attention to it at first, and then the person kept calling, and Yang Lin remembered that his surname was Yang Minglin Wenyuan.

When I got up and turned my head to look, I saw that in the boat next door, several soldiers stood on the bow of the boat and waved and shouted.

It can be seen that Yang Lin's popularity is good, after all, he is rich and generous, and he has always been the one who pays silently in the academy. And this person was originally a scholar who was extremely strict with himself, and he didn't have any bad habits, so people couldn't hate it.

The two boats docked in the lake, Yang Lin took Jin'er to board the boat, and after a cursory glance, there were no less than dozens of people on this painting boat. There are maids and singers, scholars and officials, and it seems that the new imperial examiners are gathering here.

A middle-aged man in the center, his face was as white as jade, his beard was fluttering, and he didn't get up when he saw Yang Lin boarding the boat, and the surrounding scholars and officials were all around him. Of course, Yang Lin recognized this person, it was Cai Jing, the prefect of Yangzhou, the head of the six thieves of the Northern Song Dynasty who would be famous in the future. This old man will control the Huizong dynasty for decades in the future, but he has not yet made a fortune.

Yang Lin's eyes lit up, God gave a cold stove, if it didn't burn, it would be against the sky, or if it didn't take it, it would be blamed.

didn't have time to greet his classmates, Yang Lin hugged his fists and said: "Student Yang Lin, I've seen Fuzun." ”

Judging from Cai Jing's face alone, he definitely can't see the appearance of a bad embryo, and there are even some celebrities and gentlemen. He talked and laughed with the scholars in the painting boat, and he was one, and he didn't worry about his identity, he smiled, and said: "Wen Yuan doesn't have to be polite, you are our Xie Yuan in this subject, and you are about to raise your eyebrows for our Yangzhou scholars and strive for the Gui Toad Palace." ”

Yang Lin thought to himself that if he wanted to make a difference in the Great Song Dynasty, he would have to rely on this traitor in the next few years, and as for their loyalty and traitor, it was not so important.

If you really aspire to be a clean official, you may not be able to enter the court, and when the time comes, the iron hooves will go south, and the power in your hands will be a death and righteousness, and it will be useless to leave a false name in the future generations. The eldest husband was born in troubled times, and he can't be without power for a day.

"The students will do their best not to disgrace the lord."

Cai Jing's expression moved, I heard that this kid was a pedantic nerd, but I didn't expect him to be quite good at talking.

Yang Lin continued: "The students heard that they admired the style of Fuzun very much, and the calligraphy and painting were unique, and they dared to assert that they would use Fuzun, so I congratulated them in advance. ”

The words are very, there must be a reason, this very abrupt sentence made Cai Jing chuckle in his heart, the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and when he looked at Yang Lin again, he raised his eyebrows slightly. said lightly: "There are many talents around the official family, where it will be my turn to be a derogatory old official, Wen Yuan don't talk nonsense." ”

Since the Great Song Dynasty succeeded to the throne, strange things have happened repeatedly, and this new science Xie Yuan has always been cautious, and he said this for no reason, and Cai Jing couldn't help but be moved.

Is there any way for him?

The desire in this guy's eyes was about to overflow, and the words seemed to be self-humble, but in fact there was some questioning, Yang Lin understood, and after sitting down, he turned to Jin'er and said: "You go to the side of the boat to summon Yang San, get off the boat and go back to the house to let my father prepare a generous gift, and say that I will visit the prefect tonight." ”