The Goryeo Mansion, in Yang Ziqian's bedroom.

In this bedroom, the layout is luxurious, gold and silver threads, the degree of use is extraordinary, and the lamp used for lighting is the golden low glass cover.

More than a dozen maids, kneeling on both sides, did not move at all, and did not appear crowded.

There was a futon on the ground, and the father and son sat on the futon, and there was a letter in the middle.

"Great, we have all become princes, and my father has been crowned king directly! However, my father, it is easy to recruit another 100,000 people, but who will cultivate the fields this year? ”

Yang Ziqian sighed and said, "Zhichang Wu'er, you have always been dull and stupid, and you can find this hidden danger, and I am very pleased for my father." ”

Yang Zhichang's face was flushed, and he scolded this father eighteen times in his heart, Yang Ziqian ignored him, and said to himself: "More importantly, in this way, we will lose the hearts of the people of Goryeo." ”

Yang Zhichang interjected: "Father, when did we have the hearts of the people of Goryeo?" ”

With a bang, Yang Ziqian slapped the table and scolded: "You say or I say, or you will come?" ”

"You say, you say, my son listens." Yang Zhichang made a fuss and said resignedly.

Yang Ziqian was out of mood all of a sudden, and glanced at his two sons, the eldest son was stupid and stupid like a donkey, the second son was dull and silent, and the third son didn't say anything, he was accompanied by wine every day, Yang Ziqian was simply too lazy to let him come over, and he was not angry enough.

If it is not good to make a living, seize the time to seize the throne and consolidate the status of the Yang family, he will die in the future, but I am afraid that the tomb will be picked up.

Yang Ziqian's tone was a little lonely, after all, no one wanted his descendants to be a rice bucket, he sighed, and said: "Spring ploughing is a small matter, and maintaining a good relationship with the Song people is a big matter, I have made up my mind to recruit 150,000 people and send them to Tianjin Port in the Great Song Dynasty." ”

"Others ask for 100,000, but you give 150,000, isn't this looking for something yourself?"

Yang Ziqian spread his hands helplessly and said: "Let's let other families leave people and keep the people in their own territory, so that next year they will have more money, and they will have to look at my face." Today's food is expensive, and the Great Song Dynasty is fighting everywhere, and he doesn't have enough to eat, so he will definitely not sell it. In addition to the Great Song Dynasty, there is a lot of grain produced by our Goryeo, so all the gates depend on us to eat. ”

"And we directly send an extra 50,000, wouldn't the Song people be moved, and Shaozai Yang Lin will definitely bless our family even more."

Yang Zhichang was so happy that he applauded, such a lack of moral idea, that is, his father could come up with it.

"With the support of the Song people, what are we afraid of!"

The news spread, and among the thirteen gate valves in Goryeo, except for the Inju Yang family, the others all exploded.

The total population of Goryeo is only 2 million, and the young and strong are only 780,000, and 100,000 have been dispatched, plus no less than 200,000 soldiers of all colors, and the remaining 400,000 or so people will be transferred to the Great Song Dynasty again.

In this way, this year's thousands of miles of fertile land will be wasted.

Several heads of the family took turns to find Yang Ziqian, but they were all reprimanded by him one by one.

If you are not convinced, you can, go and talk to the Song people yourself.

The gate lords disagreed, but the people under their rule were very happy, everyone wanted to go to the Great Song Dynasty to make money, and they ate and drank well, and there was no danger.

Staying in Goryeo, Bao Buqi was recruited and transferred to the Yalu River, where he fought hard with the Jurchens, which was the real life of nine deaths.

Moreover, Goryeo's salary is scary, and it is better to go to Hebei to earn more money by fighting desperately.

The Yang family's men went to various places to recruit people, and there was an endless stream of people who signed up, and half of the 150,000 people were quickly recruited.

Ruan Xiaoqi personally led the fleet and happily came to transport people, and a large cauldron was set up on the troop transport ship, and the stewed fish soup was milky white and fragrant.

As soon as they boarded the boat, cotton clothes were distributed, and many people burst into tears.

Yang Ziqian also came to the port in person, looked at the batch of people who got on the ship, and said to Ruan Xiaoqi worriedly: "General, please talk to Shaozai after you go back, in order to get together these people, there are many people in Goryeo who hate me to the bone." ”

Ruan Xiaoqi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Lao Yang, don't worry, you have the same surname as Shaozai, how can he not look at you?" You see that these ships are not, as long as there is wind and grass in Goryeo, these ships will transport soldiers and horses to help you clear the enemy. ”

Yang Ziqian nodded, and his heart was a little reassured, as Ruan Xiaoqi said, as long as Shaozai Yang Lin has the heart to protect himself, he will be at ease in Goryeo.

These men set out from the port of Kaesong and would soon arrive in Tianjin, where they would be thrown into the large army transporting supplies.

The country's supplies are being sent to Tianjin Port by sea.

Behind a big war, it is not only the soldiers who use their lives, but also the competition of national strength.

In such a big war with a wide coverage, if there is not enough money and food, even if the army can fight again, it will be given in vain. At the beginning, as long as the materials could be replenished a little, the Western Xia was wiped out seven or eight times.

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In the twilight of spring, the city of Bianliang is bustling.

There was a special atmosphere in the court, and it seemed that everyone had become cautious and did not dare to speak casually.

Everyone knows that as the weather gets warmer day by day, the big war in the north is about to begin.

Over the years of the Great Song Dynasty, foreign wars have been smooth, and this time is the most important one, and you can't miss it.

All the battle reports on the front line are the most valued, and the Ming Hall is also full of maps of Liaodong.

Yang Lin looked at the map on the wall, and couldn't help but laugh a little, it only took him ten years to change the face of the literati of the Great Song Dynasty who did not pay attention to the frontier and war.

In the past, at this time, the princes of the court and the central government must have been in groups of three or five, taking prostitutes and going around.

After all, the plan of the year lies in the spring.

Everyone was busy, but Yang Lin himself was happy, taking a few concubines to watch the ball game every day, visiting Tokyo, climbing the mountains, and being very happy.

Otherwise, I will go to Yanqing Temple, exchange health care with a few old Taoists, and the inner boxing method is also diligent and fulfilling.

In the Ming Hall, Gao Shan, holding an official document, approached the front, his face was a little solemn, and said: "Shaozai, there is news from Hebei Province, which was sent by the spies of the Duwei Mansion. ”

When Yang Lin heard this, he quickly took it, and after reading it, he was silent for a long time.

The Governor's Mansion found that among the Goryeo people, there was an old gate lord, the concubine of the patriarch of the Cui clan, who behaved a little dazzlingly.

The people of Goryeo, everyone is willing to support this person, and he also teaches people to speak Chinese and read Chinese characters at night...

Every night, these Goryeo husbands who are far away from home have no entertainment activities, not even their wives are in front of them, and they have nowhere to vent their energy, so they are all fucking devoted themselves to studying.

With this person as the core, national sentiment has been bred, and dissatisfaction with the domestic gate valve system has also begun to spread.

"This is the face of the fallen country of Goryeo... At the very least, it was a precursor to civil unrest. ”

Gao Shan's eyes were cold, and he said, "Do you want to..."

Yang Lin muttered: "It's okay, the people of Goryeo have no ill will towards the Great Song Dynasty, even if it is done, they have to rely on us." ”

"It's not good if this place is too united, if Yang Ziqian doesn't have any enemies, he is too comfortable, and he completely holds Goryeo in his hands, it is inevitable that some thoughts that should not be born."

Gao Shan's cold was cold, Yang Shaozai was afraid that his neighbors would not be chaotic, even if it was his own hardcore little brother, this thought was poisonous...