The most lively part of the lantern ceremony was the last paragraph, but Yang Lin had no interest, and went back to his house after retiring.

The first issued silver tickets were sold out at the beginning, which made the members of the Bianliang Chamber of Commerce, who had been nervous for a month, breathe a sigh of relief.

The people in the chamber of commerce high-fived each other and congratulated each other, and their faces were full of joy.

Wang Yun came upstairs to report the good news, only to know that Yang Shaozai had already left first, and he felt a little regretful when he pounced, and took the members of the Chamber of Commerce to the banquet that had been arranged long ago to celebrate.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the sleeve building was already surrounded by people, Yang San spread his hands helplessly and said: "Da Lang, there is no way to drive back to the house here." ”

This lantern ceremony, made a lot of noise, the people of Kaifeng are famous for their love to join in the fun, like the hustle and bustle, people come and go on the street, the sleeve building has been reported to the government, you can set off fireworks and hang lanterns tonight.

Even in Bianliang City, Kaifeng Prefecture, the entertainment activities of the people are scarce enough, although tonight is a grand ceremony made by the merchants, it really attracted a lot of people to enjoy it, and even the emperor was alarmed.

Since the last time Yang Lin advised, Zhao Ji was convinced that the Qinglou woman would defile his godhead, the Holy Lord of Shenxiao Palace could not be stained with wind and dust, Master Li was gone, and tonight's head was not in his eyes, but concentrated on playing with lanterns.

Several white-faced and beardless chamberlains followed behind him, with a lot of money in their hands, watching the official guess the lantern riddles along the way, and he could guess it after reading it, and he won all the small prizes.

Yang Lin leaned on the railing on the roof of the building, seeing it clearly, Yang San smiled and said: "Da Lang, it's rare to be so lively, let's squeeze it out!" ”

Looking back at Li Yunniang, who was convex and backward, the small and lovely Yang Tianai, squeezed out this time, I don't know how many playful idlers who squeezed the gods.

The Northern Song Dynasty had an open atmosphere and a legacy of the Tang Dynasty, and did not hide women at home like in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Women in the countryside have to work in the fields like men, and in the cities, there are also many neatly dressed women in these rice shops, pharmacies, restaurants, tailor shops, and mutton and pork shops, who wear a blue and white cloth handkerchief around their waists and sit in a dangerous bun to run the shop.

Men and women on the streets are constantly coming and going, and some young ladies and ladies from large families are walking the streets generously, not afraid of showing their heads.

Every time there is a big ceremony, there is a group of idlers on the street, wandering around the crowd, seeing a woman with good looks and charming posture, they will find an opportunity to come over and squeeze and take advantage.

The common people of Bianliang City, Tokyo, gave them a nickname, "Squeezing the Immortals".

With a figure like Li Yunniang, coupled with her dress, once she squeezes out with herself, she will definitely be the master of attracting bees and butterflies.

"I'll sleep here tonight, and let the people on the sleeve floor make room for me." Seeing that Yang San was a little disappointed, Yang Lin scolded with a smile: "You go to play, Lao Tzu has never left you, after returning home, I will inform you, and I will bring court clothes to serve me to wash and change clothes tomorrow, and I will go directly to the morning court from here." ”

Yang San responded, and ran away with a swish, Yang Lin scolded with a smile, these are the old people in Yangzhou, and Yang Lin has always been very generous to them.

After a while, Wang Yun personally brought people in, with joy on his face and a little flushed, thinking that he was drinking celebration wine with people in the Chamber of Commerce.

After coming in, he really smelled of alcohol, and hugged his fists with a smile and said: "Shaozai, the villain is fortunate not to be dishonored!" This time, the issuance of silver bills went so smoothly that as long as we did not print them indiscriminately, we could change the hardships of the difficult business routes. ”

This old thing secretly ignites itself, the rules are set, and the businessmen are still not at ease. Yang Lin also knew the reason, the status of businessmen in this era was too low, and it was normal for them to be uneasy. In the past, paper money was also issued, and as long as the imperial court was short of money, it would be printed indiscriminately to extract the money of merchants, so this thing was slowly reduced to waste paper.

There is no way, the people in power just rob hard, and no one stands up to complain to the businessmen.

Yang Lin said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, in the future, the merchants of the Great Song Dynasty will remember your good in the next hundred years." As for the problem of indiscriminate printing, there is no need to worry, we will take out the gold and silver and deposit it in the bank, and then you will publish and distribute it, so as to supervise and balance each other, if anyone wants to issue it indiscriminately, you don't need it. ”

Wang Yun put his mind at ease, and it was sincere enough for the dignified young master to be able to put forward this idea. Yang Shaozai is sincerely working for the benefit of the people, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it, not to mention these wealthy businessmen like the essence.

"The grass people and others dare to be greedy for heaven, this is all the handiwork of Shaozai, we are just running errands."

Yang Lin looked down from the railing, Zhao Ji won jubilant, it seemed that those gadgets were more fun than the little Liu Guifei next to him, he chuckled and said: "You go and set up the prize of the lantern riddle more elegantly, don't be afraid of spending money." ”

Wang Yun immediately sent someone forward, and then hugged his fists and said: "Shaozai, the villain has already arranged a room for you, please come with me." ”

With the two female housekeepers, he walked up with Wang Yun, and said that after Yang Lin went in, he turned around and left.

This place has really been cleaned up, and it is rare for them to arrange it in such a short time, and a soft couch has been set up in the outer hall, and a thick mink skin blanket has been spread.

Li Yunniang made a pot of tea, brought it up and said with a smile: "The blue-patterned tea cup of Ruyao, the top-grade dragon tea of Beiyuan, this sleeve building is really rich." ”

She has been following Yang Lin for a long time, and she has also become a knowledgeable person, and she told the origin of the tea set and tea with one mouth.

Yang Lin pillowed his hands on the soft couch and said: "Although this group of people in the sleeve building is said to be wealthy businessmen, they really want to compare with the scholars and doctors in the court, but they are trivial. Now that we are in the Great Song Dynasty, there are too many officials, and each of them is holding a scary Yulu, so it is really time to clean it up. ”

As soon as he talked about state affairs, Yun Niang habitually didn't dare to answer, there were indeed many officials and masters in this dynasty, and each of them was relatively nourishing.

For example, Cai Jing, this old thing's life is so corrupt that Yang Lin is a little envious, he eats a bun alone, and the kitchen needs a hundred and ten people to make it, and the processes are very cumbersome just to make a bun.

Don't look at Cai Jing's old age, there are still waves of concubines and maidservants in the house, and they are all immature girls.

Some time ago, without Yang Lin's bribes, Cai's income was greatly reduced, and this old thing once sighed to the concubines in the room, after he ran out of money, he couldn't afford to support you, and he didn't know whose bed he was going to fall into.

He really didn't say it casually, it was very common to buy and sell concubines in the Great Song Dynasty, and even some of them were exchanged for free, Cai Jing spent too much, and it was normal to sell a few concubines.

And these women were released from the prime minister's door, and there are many people who want to buy them outside, anyway, they are not wives, and people who are the same as the prime minister can also go out and brag about it.

After Yang Tianai, who was making the bed inside, finished his work, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and came out with a sweet smile to wash Yang Lin's feet.

Yang Lin hurriedly smiled and said: "Ai'er, I'm tired after a day's accounting, go back to your room and sleep, and we'll go back to the house tomorrow." ”

Yang Tianai twisted her skirt and said shyly: "They didn't arrange a room for others." ”

"It's so unbelievable!" Yang Lin slapped the table, although Yang Tianai was young, he looked like he was twelve or thirteen, and many officials' concubines and maidservants were also at this age.

Wang Yunhui was wrong, he didn't know that this was Yang Lin's daughter-in-law, and thought that it was also his maid, so he arranged a room.

"You go and let the king bring it, and arrange another one to go to the house." Yun Niang turned around to go out, but was dragged by Yang Tianai at the corner of her clothes.

On the way west, she lived in a carriage with Yang Lin with Chong Guiyi, and after coming back, she missed it very much, and finally had the opportunity and didn't want to give up at all.

The little girl stared at herself with a blank eye, and said timidly: "This is not the house, I'm so afraid to sleep by myself." ”

Li Yunniang covered her mouth and snickered, took her in her arms, and said, "Tianai and the slave family sleep outside the soft collapse, Da Lang will sleep by himself." Otherwise, Da Lang will go to sleep by himself, and he will not be as scared as Tianai. ”

Looking at her gloating appearance, Yang Lin hated the root of her teeth, this lewd woman had to clean up.

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Cangshan, Mangyong Peak.

A waning moon hung on the top of the peak, illuminating the hundreds of horsemen on the mountain not far away, these armorers lay on the ground, let the horses on one side, and they slept on their pillows, the battle just now made them sleepy and tired, and they couldn't sleep for a long time.

Occasionally, the sound of barking dogs came out, but it made this night seem cold. Yang Tianren was carrying a bucket and was feeding the military dogs of the Little Wolf Camp.

Suddenly, a few wails came out, Yang Tianren frowned, was stunned for a moment, and then continued to feed.

Yang Tianning was followed by a big dog, spat on the ground, and scolded: "Killing and slaughtering 10,000 people on the battlefield is also a hero, what kind of ability is it to kill prisoners." ”

Yang Tianren stretched out his hand and knocked on his head, and said, "Just take care of yourself, this is Dali's own business, and it's not our turn to take care of it." ”

Not far away, Han Shizhong leaned against a big tree, with some disgust in his eyes, and said with a scolding grin: "I have been in the army in the northwest for so many years, and I have never seen any battles, but I have never seen such a ruthless person. Dali Duan's family believes in Buddhism, it is so ferocious, and if it continues to kill like this, when will this bad battle be over? ”

As soon as his voice fell, several of the surrounding Western Army generals nodded in unison and looked towards the valley.

Hu Yantong, who had been promoted to the commander of Ma Jundu, yawned, took off his bracer and put it on the scabbard, laid down the soft armor on his body and crossed his legs and said: "If you want me to say that you are too full, the idle birds hurt, and the emperor of Dali will deal with the rebellious ministers and thieves and do your bird business." It's true that I still have a good night's sleep, and I will fight Sanyang Peak tomorrow, this time I have to be the first to climb the village, and I will be able to control all the military achievements, and that is really happy. ”

"Do your bird dream, what level is the control, Lao Tzu hasn't mixed it yet, can it be your turn to be a thief bird?"

Before Han Shizhong finished scolding, he heard the snoring sound of Huyantong like thunder, and he actually said that he would sleep and sleep...

There are so many people in the Western Army, and Huyantong is straightforward, and he lives like an eight-foot tall child.

Everyone laughed and scolded, and they were all ready to sleep.

Duan Zhengchun led the Song army to break through a camp and capture the Yang family of the Dali Wang clan of the Gao family.

Except for a few young ones who were castrated and sent to Bianliang, the others knelt in a row, waiting to be executed. Duan Zhengchun, who had been suppressed for too long, barely left any living mouth, and he didn't know whether he was releasing the long-accumulated resentment or showing it to Song Ting.

Emperor Dali justifiably led the army to a great purge of the southwest Tusi, and Gao Taiming, who had lost the foundation of Yangyiba City, could not resist the attack of the Song army at all. Not to mention the disparity in troops, food alone is an unsolvable problem, and the current army of 150,000 has become a burden.

If the people of these tribes were all guarding their own territory, occupying the geographical advantage and taking care of each other, Song Jiang would be difficult to exterminate for a while, and it would be a vicious battle everywhere he went.

However, they were all concentrated in Cangshan, and they were also fenced, and the crisis of food shortage was enough to kill them.

The Duan clan of Dali justifiably led the Song army to collect Dali's cities and villages everywhere, and the first power in the southwest was about to be sold to the Great Song Dynasty by its own emperor.

After watching his subordinates kill people, Duan Zhengchun returned to the big tent, and there were several bald monks in it, all of whom were from the Duan clan of the Dali royal family.

Duan Zhengming held a scroll and said: "Miaozhen sent a letter from Bianliang Tuoren, saying that she has asked for the help of the nobles of Bianliang to ensure that our Duan family does not die, and can get a prince in Kaifeng Mansion." ”

Duan Zhengchun's eyes lit up, and he said: "Did she say what kind of noble person she is, can she let us stay in Dali, even if it is to be a festival envoy and guard one side."

After a period of silence, Duan Zhengchun laughed miserably: "That's it, the emperor's hegemony has always been a passing thing, our Duan clan has been constrained by the Gao family since the founding of the country, and they have been puppets for several generations. ”

When these words came out, the ghost didn't believe it, but it was just a scene of Duan's chatting with **. If you can be the emperor, you still have the hope of turning over after all, after all, the righteousness is there.

But if you go to Bianliang, you will really become an ordinary rich man, and you may even be cut down by someone.

If the Duan family really had no attachment to the throne, they would have not asked about the court for a long time, how could they raise a group of murderous warrior monks in the Chongsheng Temple.

Duan Zhengming sighed and said, "Second brother, now that the situation is clear, you can also let go of your knots and stop killing evil." ”

Duan Zhengchun is now thinner than when he was in the palace, but unlike the sick man who was only willing to promise at that time, the whole person seemed a little stiffer, and his eyes were cold when he heard this, and he said: "Big brother, don't you understand, we have to kill the southwest and bleed all over the field, so that our Duan clan can become the bitter master of the entire southwest, in order to keep the Duan clan."

We will help the Song court to eliminate these Tusi leaders who have been entrenched for thousands of years, and we will inevitably bury all our royal kindness in this slaughter. Stains of blood are our credit books, and the infamy is our talisman, and when the Song people come to appease the place, gather people's hearts, and completely pacify Dali. And we will never come to the southwest again to make things happen, so that they can rest assured. ”

After a few sighs, the sound of chanting came from inside the tent...