After listening to Yang Yibin's story, Wang Ningan sighed, "Do you know that Yang Wenbin is dead, and he died very miserably!" The Liao State put the charge of instigating Song Liao to go to war, and handed him over to the Great Song Dynasty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Master Ouyang ordered the war horse to trample Yang Wenbin to death...... Dozens of war horses repeatedly stepped over him and trampled him into a meat slurry! Not even a single intact corpse was left behind. ”

Yang Yibin was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said resentfully: "Good death!" Ruined the reputation of the Yang family and disgraced his ancestors, he deserved it! ”

"He's your cousin, isn't he really a little sad?"

"Nope!"

Yang Yibin replied very simply, "Our family has been farming in the Baoding Army for generations, and in my grandfather's generation, three brothers died in the hands of the Khitans, and the villain has a deep blood feud with them!" Yang Wenbin became an official, smuggled with the Liao people, for a little money, he had a bad conscience, and the little one only hated that he didn't expose his face earlier, if he died earlier, he wouldn't have fled to Liao! ”

"Oh?"

Wang Ningan smiled: "Do you know that Yang Wenbin was involved in smuggling? ”

"There is no evidence for the small one, but he is in charge of the warehouse, where does he get so much money! In addition to greedy ink, isn't it smuggling? Yang Yibin said angrily.

"Then do you want his money?"

"Nope!" Yang Yibin said categorically: "In the first few years, he went to our house to pay New Year's greetings and brought a lot of gifts, but he was kicked out by my father and mother. ”

Wang Ningan asked a few more words, and found that this Yang Yibin was indeed upright, and he was also a little jealous and hateful, like a manufacturable material.

"I can send you to the barracks, but you have to start with the most ordinary creeps, are you willing to suffer?"

"Yes!"

Yang Yibin replied excitedly: "As long as you can take in the small ones, you can do anything!" ”

Wang Ning'an called his personal guards over and ordered him to take Yang Yibin to the camp of the Jingsai army.

These days, he defeated the Liao State, welcomed back the remains of Yang Wuving, built a temple for Jiao Yong, and rewarded the meritorious soldiers...... A series of actions made everyone have to admit that the imperial court did treat martial artists differently.

More and more young people are flocking to the barracks, eager to become mighty warriors.

Di Qing believes in the elite soldier policy, every soldier must be carefully selected, the body must be qualified, the family must be innocent, and those who are too smart do not want, those who are too stupid do not, Yang Yibin meets all the conditions, except for a traitor in the family, there is no other problem.

With Wang Ningan's help, Yang Yibin finally joined the Jingsai Army.

It's just that he doesn't have any preferential treatment, Yang Yibin is willing to be like a glutton, and he doesn't care about any hardship.

For the first ten days, let them learn military regulations and participate in basic training, and after ten days, they will begin formal military training.

In the first lesson, ten elite guards were removed from the front division of the palace, all of them were rare masters, and each guard faced 5 soldiers.

Di Yong stood on the high platform and said loudly: "You start now, 5 against one, only by defeating the people in front of you, can you eat!" Begin! ”

The master of the front division of the palace, let alone 5 to fight one, even if it is 10, it may not be able to win.

Sure enough, as soon as the fight started, people turned over on their backs and were beaten and rolled all over the ground, Yang Yibin was no exception, he was kicked in the small stomach and couldn't get up from lying on the ground for a long time.

The first round of recruits was wiped out, and the second round began again, each of them had an extra bamboo pole in their hands, and with weapons, the recruits rekindled their fighting spirit.

As a result, in this round, they were beaten even worse, and they were knocked down one after another without even touching each other's clothes, and some of them were even more miserable.

Those ten masters were calm, as if nothing happened.

Di Yong glanced at the recruits with contempt, "Finally, I will give you a chance, if you can't win again, don't eat for a day!" ”

Yang Yibin squatted on the ground and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm, he had just been hit with two more sticks, the other party moved fast, and his strength was too strong, which was not comparable to them at all.

Yang Yibin gritted his teeth, he worked hard, from Baoding to the capital, kowtowed in front of the Yang family's grave, in exchange for the opportunity to join the army, he lost the first battle, how to make meritorious service, and how to wash away the shame of the Xue family?

In a hurry, he called the other four people over and muttered a few words, and the four generals were suspicious, and they all nodded.

Standing up again, Yang Yibin grabbed the bamboo pole in his hand, suddenly straightened up, and stabbed at the master.

Damn, a waste firewood actually dares to take the initiative to attack, it's really bold. The master suddenly flashed to the side, used the bamboo pole in his hand as a stick, and slammed Yang Yibin's back, and he suddenly fell to the ground and gnawed a mouthful of mud.

But Yang Yibin didn't care, he stiffened his neck, stared at the master, and had a smug smile on his face.

At the moment when the master knocked over Yang Yibin, the other two recruits viciously raised their bamboo poles and stabbed them straight up. The master couldn't avoid it, so he threw away the bamboo pole in his hand and grabbed the two bamboo poles that were stabbed.

"Hard!" Yang Yibin lay on the ground and yelled.

The two recruits rushed forward with the strength of feeding, and the master retreated step by step, and was forced to the edge of Di Yong's high platform. At this time, the remaining two saw the opportunity, and the bamboo pole stabbed out, just hitting the master's chest.

If you change to a spear, when you go to the real battlefield, this master is likely to be penetrated and become a sugar gourd.

His face changed slightly, and his heart palpitated.

actually nodded at Yang Yibin a few times, and Yang Yibin was proud.

The whole process was much faster than described, and the five rookies didn't figure out how they managed to defeat their opponents by the end.

Di Yong laughed, pulled Yang Yibin up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, and smiled approvingly.

"Yes, remember, no matter what enemy you face, as long as you dare to fight hard, you have a chance of winning, as long as you can trust your brother, you can win any enemy!"

Yang Yibin was extremely excited, he grinned and looked at the other four people, and there was something more in everyone's eyes...... The training of recruits is in full swing, and Wang Ningan's first child is about to come into this world.

The flowers bloomed and fell, just when the Great Song Dynasty was actively preparing, the Liao lord Yelu Zongzhen's life came to an end, he did not survive the winter, and when he died, he was still a few months short of forty years old......

The spy planted in the Liao State sent the news back to the Great Song Dynasty as quickly as possible, and Wang Ningan got the report, he was not surprised, Yeluzong was really not in good health, and it was reasonable for him to die with the defeat and blow.

He is more concerned about where the situation in Liao will go?

Who will inherit the throne, will the losing side immediately raise troops, and will the Liao State fight...... So many questions were quickly answered, the crown prince Yelu Hongji inherited the throne, there was no civil strife in Liao, there was no fighting, it was very calm, and Wang Ningan's good wishes were all in vain.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Wang Ningan shook his head, absolutely unbelieving.

Everyone can see the situation in Liao, how can they be safe?

After waiting for another five days, news came from the Liao State again, after Yelu Hongji succeeded to the throne, he canonized Chongyuan as the king of Yanzhao, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, and had a more important position...... Uncle Huangtai! What the heck?

Seeing this news, Wang Ningan almost spurted blood!

Uncle Huang, it's too capable of doing it!

Chongyuan is also strange enough, when his mother wanted to make him the emperor, he told the whistle and asked the eldest brother to kill his own mother, Yelu Zong was really excited, so he canonized him as the emperor's younger brother.

The father died and the son succeeded, and it is justified that the elder brother died and the brother succeeded to the throne, which is reasonable, but the nephew died and the uncle succeeded to the throne, what kind of thing is this?

Just kidding!

As long as your brain is a little normal, I'm afraid you won't accept this seemingly noble position.

Uncle Huang, let's get through Yelu Hongji first!

"It's not like this imperial uncle hasn't appeared."

Wang Ningan ran to ask Fan Zhongyan for advice, and the old master twisted his beard and said: "In the Tang Dynasty, Wuzong was six years old, and he was seriously ill, and he was on the verge of life and death, because the princes were young, and they canonized their uncle Li Chen as the emperor's uncle, and after Wuzong's death, Li Chen succeeded to the throne. It's just ......" Fan Zhongyan shook his head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Although this matter is recorded in the history books, it may not be true, Tang Wuzong has been in power for six years, and the biggest action he has done is to destroy the Buddha and eliminate hundreds of thousands of monks and nuns. At that time, the real power was the eunuch Ma Yuanzhen and others, although Li Chen did not believe in Buddhism, but he had many complaints about Wuzong's destruction of Buddha...... It is not known that he killed Wuzong and made Li Chen the emperor. ”

Wang Ningan had no time to care about the story of the Tang Dynasty, he leaned out and said: "Fan Xianggong, according to what you said, this imperial uncle is not an auspicious thing?" ”

"That's right!"

Fan Zhongyan said firmly: "In the old man's opinion, it should have been arranged by Yelu Zongzhen when he was dying, he let his son succeed to the throne, and he was worried that his brother would cause chaos, so he sealed a so-called imperial uncle to stabilize Chongyuan's heart." ”

Wang Ningan nodded and agreed with Lao Fan's judgment.

It's just that Chongyuan is not a fool, why did he accept this reward that is obviously a playman? Did he think he would outlive his nephew?

Wang Ning'an narrowed his eyes, he secretly calculated, Chongyuan would definitely not be reconciled, but his strength was not enough, or the two factions of the Liao State were evenly matched, and neither was sure to kill the other party, so he could only throw a mouse trap and stand still.

In this case, the calm of the Liao country is only the calm before the storm, and the calmer it is, the more frightening it will be. Wang Ning'an was immediately excited, he felt that he was going to do something, add a handful of firewood to the Liao Kingdom, and let them burn immediately.

Fan Zhongyan couldn't help frowning when he saw Wang Ning'an's impatient appearance.

"Erlang, it's a national funeral at this moment, we just took the New Year's coin of the Liao Kingdom, and we ignited the flames of war, I'm afraid it's not appropriate! And taking advantage of the danger of others, you must know that the mourning soldiers will win! ”

Fan Zhongyan's words are not pedantic, there is indeed such a possibility, if it angers the Liao State, it will make them morale strong and fight to the death, you must know that the injured beast is the most terrible!

Wang Ningan suddenly smiled and said: "What Mr. said is extremely true, so our Great Song Dynasty can't send troops, but there are people who have a deep enmity with the Liao State, and they won't care!" ”