A long mulberry field, a pond, duck paws floating green water, acres of seedlings green.

A few cows in the distance, leisurely chewing the grass in their mouths, the idyllic scenery makes people feel comfortable.

On the recliner under the sun, Yang Lin was half-lying and half-sitting, with his hands pillowed behind his head, and his legs crossed very leisurely.

Three hundred and sixty days a year, most of them go on horseback. In the past few years, riding a horse alone has blurred the flesh and blood of the inner thigh, no less than dozens of times.

At this point, Yang Shaozai finally had a chance to rest, the border passes were star-studded, and although the court was not a gentleman, they were all talented officials.

The puppet emperor was obedient and obedient, the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty listened to the dispatch, and the people of the world looked forward to it, and the barbarians from all over the world asked to surrender.

Yang Lin hummed a small tune, full of ambition, and two beautiful figures in the distance, one wearing a green coat, the other wearing a scarlet skirt, with a slender waist, picking small wildflowers next to the field.

As soon as the spring breeze blows, the skirt sticks to the body, Su Xianglian's little buttocks seem to be drawn with a compass, and the buttocks are still jumping and jumping when they are playing.

Yang Lin felt that all his limbs were comfortable, and a long-lost happiness called vacation lingered in his heart.

Halfway through the whistle, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the fence, and Lu Qian shouted loudly through the wooden door: "Shaozai, Shaozai, there is news from the DPRK that there are barbarians on Dali North Road, Guangxi South Road, and Jingchu South Road. I want you to return to the DPRK as soon as possible to discuss the counterinsurgency. ”

Yang Lin looked irritable, closed his eyes vigorously, sighed, and stood up.

After instructing the two sisters, they hurriedly changed their clothes and stepped out of the door.

"Southwest Toast is reversed?"

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Yang Lin was silent for a moment, and there were already guards leading the horse to come, and after getting on the horse, he grabbed the horse's belly and went to Bianliang City.

Southwest Toast is a legacy problem that could have been solved by itself.

At the beginning, he borrowed a knife to kill people, killing two birds with one stone, and let Duan Zhengchun wipe out the southwest Tusi, so that the Duan clan in Dali will also completely lose the hearts of the people in the southwest, and no Tusi will continue to support them.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ji's ears were too soft at the beginning, and he was moved by Liang Shicheng, Wang Hao and others halfway, and asked Wang Hao to grab the credit.

At the beginning, it was the time when the struggle for power was the most intense, and if he was not careful, he might be suppressed by Liang Shicheng forever.

Yang Lin had to finish in a hurry, leaving some toast for the rest of his life.

Now that the national strength is so strong, I really didn't expect that these people would dare to rebel.

In fact, Yang Lin took it for granted, he thought that the national strength was strong, and these Tusi would not dare to rebel, but he didn't know that the mountains in the southwest region were vertical and horizontal, and the roads were rugged, so he didn't take the rule of the Central Plains Dynasty in his eyes at all.

No matter which dynasty it was, no matter how powerful it was at that time, as long as there was something unpleasant, they would make trouble, and ordinary dynasties would not bother to waste their troops in such a place, because it was too difficult to leave.

There were steep cliffs everywhere, and they hid in the mountains, and it was difficult to find them, let alone annihilate them.

So most of the time, it is mainly to appease, and over time, these people become more arrogant.

Especially in the Great Song Dynasty, at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, there were powerful alien races in the north for a long time, and they were unable to look south.

Most of the areas in the southwest are the prefectures inhabited by ethnic minorities, and the states, ethnic groups, and tribes have long been in a situation of "the big surnames are fighting each other, and the world is accumulating prestige" and "growing each other's strengths".

In order to consolidate the rear and stabilize the situation in the southwest, the monarchs and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty acquiesced in the rule of the "local people" through local officials, and allowed the local chieftains to "guard their territories, inherit their posts, and control their people" in order to "never stop the restraints", so as to alleviate the ethnic conflicts between the central government and the southwest and other minority areas, and achieve the goal of consolidating the frontiers.

Sometimes, in order to win them over, they continue to give land.

As a result, Tusi's territory was continuously expanded, and the feudal territory obtained was governed by itself, so that some powerful surnames were granted the feudal territory of the imperial court, and obtained their management rights, ruling rights, and hereditary rights.

Where did the land given to these people come from? It certainly didn't come out of nowhere, the Han people who originally lived in these lands suddenly became slaves of Tusi.

Because the Tusi in various localities "take care of their own government, divide and rule", and "guard their land, control their people, and inherit their positions", they have their own political, economic, and military powers, so they have their absolute right to dominate and dispose of their people, and they wantonly kill the people.

Countless Han people have lost the land passed down by their ancestors, so that the heavens should not be, and the land is not spiritual, of course, the monarchs and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty will not care about the life and death of these small people in the borderlands.

Now that Dali and Tubo have been pacified, the southwest region has gradually become one, and exchanges and commercial interactions between them have become more and more frequent.

In some places in the southwest, many Han people under the rule of Tusi began to flee the control of the Tuguan and fled to seek a way out and freedom.

At first, there were not many such escapes, and the Tusi didn't bother to pay attention to it, but as the southwest became more and more open, especially the implementation of the new policy, the Han people outside had been exempted from forced labor, and they were still slaves in this small Tusi kingdom, of course, more people were eager to escape.

Nowadays, local governments are frantically gathering populations, and as long as you escape, the local government offices will almost turn a blind eye, and will be very happy to give you a local household registration.

As a result, the toasts were greatly dissatisfied, and they began to reason with the surrounding government offices.

The officials pushed four, five or six, and didn't explain to you at all, where did the spoiled Tusi suffer from this kind of anger, and went back to discuss it, and the Sizhou Tian clan took the lead, and simply sent troops to make a rebellion, broke several states and counties, and killed people without calculation.

Wang Ji, the governor of Jingchu, Fang Qifo, the governor of Dali, Yang Huaide, the governor of Liangguang, and Yu Qi, the envoy of the Luchuan army, led the troops and horses and sent troops to quell the rebellion.

In the Ming Hall, Yang Lin listened to the overview of the whole matter, and he already had a conclusion in his heart.

The territory of the southwest Tusi is not something that can be fought by any soldier or horse, where the roads are difficult to navigate, and the elite cavalry who are waiting for leisure cannot be used at all.

It is necessary to be proficient in mountain warfare, suitable for fighting in the miasma-ridden jungle, which is full of shrubs.

Uncle Zhang has been fighting in Dali for a long time, and he also saw this, and said: "It's better to call Fang Qifo and lead the troops to quell the rebellion." ”

Yang Lin nodded, some people are naturally suitable for fighting this kind of battle, Fang Qifo led the superior forces and fought the weak side, it can be said that he has never missed.

Command and dispatch, in good order, he is the Dali soldiers of the 36th tribe of the barbarians under his command, and then let him recruit some soldiers and horses from Jiaozhi, in the mountains and jungles, not inferior to these natives.

"If the southwest is not appeased, it will leave a mess for future generations. I want to fight a battle, completely break up all the toasts, and change the land to the stream! ”