A good feast, I drank it as a farewell wine.

In the evening, the three of them hooked their shoulders and carried out of the Star Picking Tower, and rode to Yang Lin's mansion.

kicked away the treasury of the school field, and put together a suit for Wang Yu, with a goose feather armor on his body, a long sword in his waist, a deer antler bow on his back, and a big Wanliang horse with a pitch-black body in his crotch.

Since ancient times, the general's line, with the most expensive armor, followed by horses, this body is the best, with Wang Yu's family background, it is estimated that it will take bankruptcy to make up, and Gao Yanei is greedy and can't wait to go to the northwest heavy cavalry camp to be a soldier.

Wang Yu's face turned red, and he was reluctant to resign, and he was a little embarrassed to suffer for no reason.

Yang Lin sighed and said with a smile: "Let's go, go back and get closer to your father and brother, there is only so much that the official can do, and the next thing is up to you." ”

Wang Yumin was so reluctant that he wanted to say something of thanks, but he didn't know how to say it, so he simply clasped his hands into fists, bowed deeply, and turned to leave.

Gao Shank was behind him, afraid that Yang Lin would blame, and deliberately scolded with a straight face: "What a wooden pimple, don't mind Shaozai, this person is like this, whatever benefits are in mind, three sticks can't beat a fart." ”

Yang Lin patted him on the shoulder, grinned, and left the cold school field with his hands behind his back.

He was only responsible for sending these people to the border gates, and as for what they were mixed up with, Yang Lin was determined not to interfere again.

Zong Ze had the ability to coordinate the overall situation and take charge of the situation, so he was placed in Hejian Mansion, where the situation was the most complicated, where the prefect's power was unlimited, because Hebei Zhulu faced the Khitan, and the imperial court generally left it alone, relying on the local magistrates and gentry to organize militia and volunteers to resist the Khitan.

When the Khitan was brutal at the beginning, the sergeants and doctors even thought of leading the Yellow River over and flooding a swampy ocean to block the Khitan iron cavalry from moving south.

What's even more unbelievable is that this matter has really started, treating the lives of millions of people in Zhulu in Hebei as if it were a mustard, it's not that scholars can't do this kind of thing...

It is no wonder that the later Beidi Han'er regarded the Great Song Dynasty as an enemy, and the so-called "remnants are in tears, and the south looks at the king for another year." ”

It's nothing more than the poet's beautiful fantasy...

After the Jingkang disaster, Zong Ze was ordered to serve as the prefect of Cizhou on the front line. On the day he was ordered, he rode alone on the road, accompanied only by a dozen old and weak soldiers.

After Cizhou was ravaged by the Jin soldiers, the people fled and the warehouses were empty. After Zong Ze arrived, he repaired the city wall, dredged the God's Pond, repaired the equipment, and recruited volunteers.

In a short period of time, there were 20,000 elite soldiers, and the princes of the court and Song Qinzong knew his ability and appointed him as the head of the Hebei Volunteer Army.

The Jin soldiers split up and sent thousands of cavalry to attack Cizhou. After smashing the offensive of the Jin people, Zong Ze took the initiative to open the city to pursue and kill hundreds of Jurchen Tartars, which was the first time that the Song army defeated the Jin soldiers since the war...

Sending him to Hejian Mansion now was carefully considered by Yang Lin, he had contacted Zong Ze more than once, and was sure that he had the ability to be trusted.

And Wang Yu is different, he is a tiger general, sent to fight with the Tubo people, he should be able to really grow up, and he will be the vanguard general of the Great Song Dynasty in the future.

Not to mention Han Shizhong, the old ** of the Western Army, that guy looks rough, but in fact he is as fine as a monkey, bold and strong, as long as he is born in troubled times, even if he does not have his own support, he can also take advantage of the situation, just suffer more.

Tibet is the last whetstone...

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Xiazhou City in the northwest, the cold wind is cold, and there are several high-spirited men standing at the gate of the city.

In the crowd, there is also a little black fat man, who is surrounded by people in the middle, which can be described as a flock of chickens and cranes.

Han Shizhong has the best eyesight, raised his hand to shade the sun, looked into the distance and said, "It seems to be coming." ”

Song Jiang hurriedly took a step forward, and sure enough, the ground trembled slightly, and after a while, hundreds of knights who were as fast as the wind came to the front of the city.

These people were all warriors of the Mongolian Kereh tribe, and behind them was the current Kerelu Khan, who was invited by Song Jiang, the envoy of Qin Long, to come to Xiazhou to meet.

Song Jiang gave them enough face, not to mention the greeting in person, and also engaged in a group of bells and whistles performance team.

A group of drummers in Wuyang and Wuyang, playing and singing, as well as many ordinary people who spent money to recruit, twisted and danced, and the scene was like the gates of hell opening wide, and the demons came to dance.

Even his henchman Hua Rong couldn't stand it... dragged Hu Yantong and muttered: "My brother, I want to learn the skills of other people's young masters, but I didn't expect to make such a scene, isn't this an ugly offering... It's a fucking shame. ”

After Kerelu Khan dismounted, he stepped forward with a big laugh, shook Song Jiang's hand, greeted him in simple Chinese, and followed him into Xiazhou City.

The party items in the city were divided by Yang Lin, and now they have lost the ability to unite.

The scattered Qiang people, of course, were powerless to compete with the imperial court, and slowly integrated into the Han bureaucracy.

In addition, the officials here were bound by the dogmas of Yang Lin and Song Jiang, and treated all ethnic groups equally, which accelerated the sinicization of the local area.

Entering the city, although Xiazhou City is a border place, it is also the place where Western Xia arose, and under the management of several generations, it is quite rich.

In addition, the smooth trade routes in the Western Regions make it a little prosperous here, although it is the middle of winter, there are also a lot of pedestrians.

Song Jiang took Kerelu Khan and entered the lobby, and suddenly a hot air hit.

The Mongols brought by Kerelu Khan were shocked, and there was such a warm room in winter, so didn't they want to make people comfortable to death?

Exquisite all kinds of dishes, served one by one, Song Jiang's intention today is very simple, to let this Kerelu Khan see the rich atmosphere of the Great Song Dynasty.

The Keree Department did not have the strength to go south, and if they wanted to participate in this boundless wealth, they had to be intimate with the Great Song Wanglai.

Before leaving, Shaozai ordered to have a good relationship with the Kerebu, and Song Jiang only understood what it meant after he came.

The Kreb has the best fighters, and here he is, these are the ones he needs.

After a few words, Song Jiang made Kerelu Khan feel like a spring breeze, and he liked this swarthy high-ranking official of the Song Dynasty very much.

When the wine was half-drunk, Song Jiang clapped his hands, and the dancing Qiang girl slowly retreated, Song Jiang stood up and said: "The northwest is the place where all ethnic groups live, and the Kereh Department will always be a friend of the Great Song Dynasty and the Han people, we are going to build a church in Xiazhou, and the Kereh people can come here to worship at any time." ”

The Kerebu is a Christian, and it is difficult for Song Jiang to figure out what a church is, and there is no way to build a church on the grassland, after all, you have to move at any time.

The people of the Kreh who were present were all happy after interpreting, and it was a pity for them that they had believed in Jesus for several lifetimes and had never seen the church.

Han Shizhong secretly said in his heart that this black guy is powerful, so the relationship between Kelie and the Great Song Dynasty will undoubtedly go further.

Moreover, the church is set up in Xiazhou City, which is easy to control, and if there is a conflict one day, it is really hard to say who the people of their Kelie Department will fight for.

Kerelu Khan stood up, never thought of the power of this, and said convincingly: "We, the Kereh Ministry, are willing to contribute money, strength, and people. ”

Song Jiang hurriedly waved his hand and said: "This is the matter of the Great Song Dynasty, how dare you break the bank, we Song people also have many religious believers." ”

Hei Wei was very generous, because he had already consulted Yang Lin, who did not hesitate to decide to pay out of his own pocket.

Don't even go through the court, don't want the court to pay money, Banzai Camp has collected endless money through various powers, it's time to feed back this dynasty with internal and external troubles. After all, Yang Lin didn't want to bury the money in the ground and pass it on to future generations like the rich man.

And a few city companies, I don't know how many people are red-eyed, if he hadn't taken out millions of yuan to buy Zhao Ji, he would have been remembered a long time ago.

Zhao Ji was not stupid, and gave it to the group of scholars, and they did not offer more than one-tenth of Yang Lin's offerings. Guangzhou Bosi is proof...

The scholars and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty are really ugly when they eat, and just by looking at their extravagant life, you can know how "fat" they are. Behind these people's prosperity is the root cause of the misery of the poor masses in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty was the dynasty with the most and most frequent peasant rebellions.

The banquet continued, and no one noticed that in the crowd of the Kerebu, Lu Khan's younger brother Khuerza had an ugly face.

He stood up, took advantage of no one's attention, and walked out of the lobby, the cold breeze blowing on his face, and suddenly Erzha finally breathed a sigh of relief.

God sent a cold winter, but the Song people's lobby was warm against the sky, which made him very uncomfortable.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the eldest brother was defenseless against the Song people, what kind of bullshit friendship, the friendship between the two tribes was tied by interests, the Great Song Dynasty and the Kereh Ministry had just traded, and there was no communication between the Western Xia before, so how could he make friends.

Once the church is built, in the winter, the already idle Kereh people are bound to come to Xiazhou to worship.

Over time, the Kereh tribe will surely melt away, and Kuerza knows this people well, and they have a terrible ability to assimilate all people who come close.

In the past few years, there are not many Qiang people who can speak the Dangxiang language in the vast land of the northwest.

A cold wind blew, interrupting Hurrza's thoughts, and the familiar bold laughter of the eldest brother sounded in his ears.