The entry of a mere 40,000 troops into the city could have been completed in less than an hour, and it was late in the evening.

Of course, these soldiers did not have the slightest complaint, who doesn't want to be so beautiful, let alone hungry for a day, even if you are hungry for three days, it is worth it.

Yang Lin obviously didn't need such a scene, and after he joined up with Song Jiang and the others, he hurriedly entered the city from the shortcut road.

Even Yang Lin, who was good at making big scenes, was taken aback by Bianliang's enthusiasm. In the final analysis, the people still have money, and the new policy of the imperial court has passed the most difficult bottleneck period.

When he was most short of money, he made a move to solve the urgent need. Let this southern expedition consume the least amount of money and food, and not occupy the imperial court finances that are already unable to make ends meet.

After the first year has passed, there will be an explosive increase in income, and the trade routes in the northwest and northwest of Dong'an carefully opened by Yang Lin will cover the entire empire.

The renovated canals, the streamlining of officials, the stability and reasonable taxation, and the heavy snow in the middle of winter this year will also lead to a good harvest in the coming year.

Song Jiang said in a low voice: "Shaozai, officials from all over the country are on the table, please give the prince a title, a total of more than 30,000 copies." ”

"Why are there so many?" Yang Lin asked puzzledly: "Isn't the new official policy a reduction in the number of officials?" ”

Gao Shanzhi hurriedly said: "Shaozai, Yuwen Xuzhong, the governor of Jiangnan, ordered the scholars of each county to write the best articles and submit them together. The provinces vied with each other to imitate them, so not all of these 30,000 copies were officials, but also articles by Yang Men scholars. ”

Yang Lin secretly said in his heart, this is the so-called upward and downward effect, a move by the center can often set off a frenzy in the whole country.

Once your mind is linked to your career, there is no outdated concept that cannot be reversed. After Yang Lin controlled the way of taking scholars, Shilin's comments on him were really one day at a time, and he was about to become the second of Confucius.

"Shaozai, what should I do next?" Gao Shan's stomach is full of ideas, but now that Yang Lin has returned to Beijing, it is not good to make his own decisions.

He asked earnestly, rubbing his palms back and forth, obviously impatient. I can't wait to put on a dragon robe for Yang Lin immediately, so that I can go further.

Yang Lin glanced at him, held Gao Shan's shoulder, and said, "Next, eat something first, I'm really hungry." ”

Song Jiang said with a smile: "Then go to my house, Xiao Qi sent a lot of flying dragons some time ago." ”

Yang Lin shook his head, found Liu Qingshui behind him, and said, "How about going to Qingshui's house, give me the wind and wash the dust." ”

Liu Qingshui squeezed for a long time, did not squeeze the high handle, and followed behind him honestly, and was stunned at first when he heard this: "You want to go to me?" ”

"As soon as I think of the wine in Liufu, I drool greedily, my uncle and I are friends of the year, and when we came, we brought some sake to my uncle from the south, and it happened that our two restaurants went to compare the differences between the north and the south."

Liu Qingshui was triumphant and said, "Okay, I'll order someone to go and prepare, and please appreciate it." ”

Liu Qingshui took this group of Yang Dang's hardcore henchmen out of the crowded crowd and went to the banquet.

The entire Bianliang was still immersed in the jubilation of the hero's return, and 40,000 soldiers entered the city one by one to accept Tokyo's pursuit and cheers.

Liu's house, flower hall.

More than ten long tables were temporarily spelled into a missing side of the word, and Yang Lin was pushed to the top position and sat with Liu Qingshui and his father Liu.

Yang Lin got up with a cup and said with a smile: "I won't say anything about my own brother's polite words, now it is the end of the year, and we can get together again, what more can I ask for." Come, drink this cup together! ”

Everyone roared together and raised their glasses to drink.

Yang Lin sent someone to call Wang Yun of the sleeve building, added a table to the table, and wiped his tears from his eyes.

In this year, the Chamber of Commerce was active in various major events of the Great Song Dynasty, starting from the issuance of banknotes and silver bills, to digging canals to raise funds, raising and transporting grain to the battlefield.

The Song Dynasty was originally a fairly enlightened and friendly dynasty for merchants, but it really came to this point after Yang Lin came to power.

Yang Lin said with a smile: "President Wang, we all see what we have done this year. Next year, I plan to open school buildings in various provinces across the country, similar to academies, but not just reading poetry and books. The children of the common people, as long as they spend a little money, can enter the school to get a skill. This important matter will inevitably have to be handled by President Wang. ”

Wang Yun admired Yang Lin very much, and the things that this young master arranged, no matter what it was, would not let the people who did things for him suffer.

The Chamber of Commerce undertakes such a large project, not to mention how much it earns, it will definitely not lose money. At that time, the reputation of the sleeve building is far from being comparable to what it is now, and he is busy standing up and patting his chest to reassure.

Cai Jing's residential maintenance system is actually the earliest relatively sound national welfare, and Yang Lin intends to raise a level on the basis of Cai Jing.

The opening of the trade routes between Jiaozhi and the Western Regions is enough to support the imperial court to do these things to benefit the people, which is better than staying in the hands and squandering and wasting.

Just like Spain and Portugal in later generations, they took the lead in seafaring, grabbed countless wealth, and finally became a luxury life item for the aristocracy.

After nightfall, Bianliang has already begun to set off fireworks, and the sound of firecrackers is continuous. In the whole Bianliang, I don't know how many rich families there are, and lanterns are hung in the courtyards of every house in the city.

Everyone drank freely, staggered, laughed and laughed, and was very lively.

In the second year of Xuanhe, it began in the battle of swords and swords, and the fight between the host and the guest. But in the midst of the blossoming flowers and brilliant fireworks, it ushered in the end.

Yang Lin had a lot of alcohol and didn't drink much, Liu Guozhang urged him to drink on the side, and pointed at Jiaozhi's wine, and his words were quite disdainful.

Yang Lin smiled and said: "Of course, after drinking all the fine wine, there is no sweetness made by your old man." ”

This sentence tickled Lao Liu's itch, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Yang Lin saw that there were toasts everywhere at the table, and after a few excuses, he said, "I'm a little anxious, it's convenient to go out." ”

Out of the flower hall, Yang Lin looked around left and right, and drilled into the inner courtyard when he was familiar with the road.

In the courtyard of Concubine Liu Xiao, a fire is burned, and Bianliang inherits the legacy of the Tang Dynasty, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, he will accumulate firewood in the courtyard and light a fire, which is called Tingjiao.

Under the courtyard wall, there is a pile of arm-thick bamboo, filled with saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal, and wrapped in bright red silk.

Xiao Liu Guifei took a group of little maids, smiled and didn't dare to come forward to light it, and had a lot of fun around the fire.

Under the firelight, the smile is like a flower.

Yang Lin was agile, touched the boudoir, got into the translucent gauze tent, and pulled up the curtains, like a Buddhist fisherman, waiting for the little fish to throw themselves into the net.

Lu Qian, who was outside, had already begun to apologize one by one with his fists in his fists: "Yang Shaozai is not strong enough to drink, so he will go back to the house to rest first." ”

Liu Qingshui's eyelids jumped, looked at Lu Qian's face, and muttered a few words secretly in his heart.