My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 368 Tongque Terrace, Song Family's Erjiao
Wang Lin stared deeply at Han Shizhong who spoke generously, and was slightly lost in thought.

His appearance is majestic, and he is in his prime at the moment, majestic and talented.

Wang Lin couldn't help thinking of something else.

When he was very young in his previous life, he liked to read some children's books and comic strips, and one of them was The Battle of Huang Tiandang.

Liang Hongyu beat drums to aid in the battle, and Han Shizhong used his troops like a god.

Unexpectedly, due to the dislocation of time and space, he actually traveled to this ancient time full of wars, and Han Shizhong actually became one of his generals.

The admired national hero is no longer the protagonist, but a supporting role covered by his radiant aura.

And Liang Hongyu...

I also thought of Liang Hongyu's heroic appearance, all kinds of tenderness, graceful figure, and the sound of a warbler...

At this moment, Liang Hongyu and Hu Sanniang are obeying his military order to lead the Longxiang army back to defend Shandong urgently.

He suddenly missed it.

Han Shizhong's face was reddish when he saw him, and he was a little at a loss.

He coughed twice, bowed and said, "My lord, the last general..."

Wang Lin woke up like a dream, and said with a light smile, "Liangchen, I haven't asked you yet, have you ever been married?"

Han Shizhong was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Lin to ask about his family affairs in public, and he couldn't help but lightly said: "Returning to the prince, although the last general is married, his wife Bai died of illness, and there are only two concubines in the family, and there is no reunification. "

Wang Lin knew that the three women around Han Shizhong in history, Liang Hongyu, the Mao family and the Zhou family, were all born as prostitutes.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Liangchen, I led the Tiger God Guard to raid Goryeo that day, and the princess of Goryeo came to Qingzhou as a hostage. Good match, how about I betroth her to you as my wife?"

The topic suddenly turned to Han Shizhong's marriage.

Moreover, Wang Lin wanted to marry him.

Of course Han Shizhong was a little surprised.

And everyone is very envious.

Beside Wang Lin, Yue Fei's wife's family was arranged by Wang Lin, and he has had a son so far, and Wang Lin bestowed the name Yue Yun.

Huarong's wife was arranged by Wang Lin, the daughter of a great merchant in Qingzhou.

Wu Song, who was the deputy commander of the Tokyo Imperial City Division at the time, also had his wife and family decided by Wang Lin.

It is said that Yan Qing, the most confidant by Wang Lin's side, also made a wife in Xixia, and got Wang Lin's approval.

And this time, it was actually Han Shizhong's turn.

And the woman is Princess Goryeo.

Han Shizhong took a deep breath, no matter what, Wang Lin was well-intentioned, and this kind of marriage meant a lot, he knew it well.

The opponent is still Princess Goryeo, and it is more than enough to match him with a general.

How could he refuse, and immediately kowtowed on one knee and said: "My lord is so kind, I will be grateful in the end, so there is no reason to refuse. This is a princess of a country, and she is just a rough man, this..."

Wang Lin laughed loudly: "The good minister is a general of our Great Song Army, a small country of Koryo, the princess is matched with my general, it is a perfect match."

All the generals laughed and congratulated immediately.

Zhang Jun and Liu Guangshi were even more depressed. They wanted to trample on Han Shizhong, but instead, he gained the limelight again, gained beauty, and gained Wang Lin's respect.

Wang Lin kept his promise, so Han Shizhong's marriage was naturally decided in public, and he only waited for the marriage to be completed after the war.

Everyone didn't know Wang Lin's complicated mood at the moment, maybe such a marriage referral, in his view, was both compensation and win-win, as long as Han Shizhong was not a fool, he would naturally be more loyal.

Li Kui yelled in public: "Your Majesty, a certain one has no wife, and a certain one also proposes marriage!"

Shi Jin, who was sitting next to Li Kui, said, "You black man, with your virtue, how dare you think about women?"

Wang Lin chuckled lightly: "Tie Niu, don't be in a hurry. In the future, I will find a sturdy golden woman for you to marry alone, otherwise ordinary people can't stand your troubles!"

These words actually have some color.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Li Kui drank a bowl of wine resentfully, laughing dryly and speechless.

He didn't really want women, but just joined in the fun.

Sitting opposite, Huang Qishan and the others saw Wang Lin and the generals in the army so intimately, looked at each other, and thought: No wonder the Fuhu Army is invincible. It is also heterogeneous.

……

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

Wang Lin put down the wine cup in his hand, and said leisurely: "Just now, the good ministers debated, and I was quite touched. Today, I have a little experience, and I will share it with you."

"To this day, the people of Song Dynasty and the people of Jin have become deadly enemies, and there is no room for relaxation. When the two countries fight each other, they must win or lose. If the Song Dynasty wins, the country will survive. If the Song Dynasty loses, the Han people will lose their clothes. .”

"Since the invasion of the Jin people, there have been many voices of fear of war in the court and in the country, and many courtiers have yelled in the ears of the officials. Tired eggs."

"If you are afraid of war, the country will perish. And there will be no eggs under the overturned nest. If the Great Song Dynasty falls, then we will all be subjugated slaves."

"But my Han country, will it perish? I think it won't!!"

"Why? Because there are tens of millions of my people and the army and civilians fighting against the gold and fighting against the enemy. As long as my heart is still alive, my country will not perish! I believe that the final victory must belong to my Song Dynasty!"

"However, we must be soberly aware that the national power of the Song Dynasty is weak and the military strength is weak. To defeat the golden men like tigers and wolves, in addition to fighting to the death, we must pay more attention to uniting all forces that can be united. The previous proclamation stated that in China, regardless of land, north or south, and people regardless of age, everyone has the responsibility to defend the land and resist the war!"

"This is a protracted battle! Maybe three to five years, maybe more than ten years, maybe longer!"

"In my opinion, the battle between Song and Jin can be divided into three stages."

"First, the stage of strategic defense. At present, the Jin people invaded in an all-round way and drove straight in. They once took over the entire Hebei, Henan, and Shandong parts, and the capital was almost lost.

Our army rose up and resisted, gradually from weak to strong.The main force of our official army resists head-on, and our civil rebel army detours behind the enemy, attacking inside and outside, and the Jin people will gradually retreat.

At this moment, our army is at a critical moment of strategic defense.One step forward, the Jin people will gradually retreat and retreat to the Liao territory, and our territory in Hebei will be completely restored. "

Yue Fei pondered and said: "Master, I understand. Our army is in the final stage of strategic defense. If we win again, the Jin people will retreat to the Liao territory. So, what's next?"

"Then it will be transferred to the second stage, the stage of strategic stalemate."

Wang Lin got up and said with sharp eyes: "At this stage, our army will lose all its ground, and the Jin soldiers will return to the Liao territory. But this stage is the most difficult, because the Jin soldiers may make a comeback at any time.

Our army must defend Hebei and Hedong, and resolutely defend the Song Dynasty's line of defense.At the same time, the whole country prepared for war, recruited elite soldiers, and gradually strengthened the defense of Hebei.

In the second half of the strategic stalemate, our army threatened heavy troops and gradually moved the border north, gradually recovering our hometown of Youyan, and washing away the century-old national humiliation!
At this point, with the territory of the Great Song Dynasty at the forefront, we can move to the third stage, the strategic offensive stage.

Use one to three years to destroy the country of gold, annex the old places of Liao and Jin, unify the whole world, and restore our great achievements in the Han and Tang Dynasties! "

Wang Lin's voice was like Jin Ming, resonant to the ground.

When everyone heard it, their blood boiled with excitement.

But courageous civil servants like Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, and Huang Qishan fell into deep thought for a long time.

Wang Lin's planning and thinking are very clear, step by step, steady and steady, a magnificent picture scroll of eternal great achievements is slowly unfolding in front of them.

Wang Lin's words not only pointed out the direction for them to move forward, but also almost opened up a brand new world for them.

This was the first time Wang Lin confides his heart in front of other people.

Huang Qishan and Zheng Tong and others quietly exchanged a shocking look.

No wonder people in the world have rumored that this famous king of Song and Qi descended from the stars in the sky. With today's grand strategic blueprint alone, how could ordinary people dare to think about it?

What they only think about is to defend their family and country, and defend the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, but Wang Lin has long set his ambition to unify the world and open up territories!

With what he can do, I am afraid that in the future, he will really accomplish the great achievements of the Han dynasty through the ages.

It's really coming to that moment, in the whole world, could it be Han soil!On the shore of the land, could it be Hanchen!
Thinking about it makes people's hearts surge.

How can this group of fierce generals under his command not fight to the death? !

After all, the current actual territory of the Song Dynasty is much smaller than that of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

……

It was late at night.

All the generals returned drunk, parted happily, and stayed in the Song Family Manor.

On the Tongque Tower, red candles are bright.

Wang Lin was half leaning on the couch, reading an ancient book with great interest.

The door opened with a creak, and two women in blue skirts came in.

Wang Lin glanced at it, his expression froze.

He has been among hundreds of flowers, so he has seen a lot, but the two stunning women in front of him are the only ones he has seen after traveling.

There is a little red lips on the powder face, and the look is shy.

The delicate part is like pink peach petals, and the demeanor has the posture of orchid.

In terms of color, it is three points better than Han Yan's daughters.

The key is that they are all the same in size, appearance, clothes, and even the shy look on their faces.

twins.

The two women knelt in front of the couch.

Wang Lin slowly took a deep breath, tried his best to soothe his amazing emotions, and said softly: "You two girls, where are you from?"

One of the women said: "My slave's name is Song Lanxiang, and my younger sister's name is Song Yuhe. The slave sisters are ordered by their ancestors to serve the prince on the pillow mat. I hope the prince will not dislike the vulgarity of the slave sisters, and give him love and affection!"

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched.

The Sleeping Beauty on the Tongque Terrace is naturally a romantic story, but in the face of foreign enemies, he came to Songjiazhuang to discuss an alliance with the Hebei Rebel Army, but he lingered in the flowers...

He slowly said: "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your kindness, but I'm just lonely..."

Before Wang Lin politely refused, he heard the woman say: "The slave sisters have already entered the prince's bedroom. If they are rejected by the prince, they will have to die as a martyr. Please have mercy on the prince!"

The two girls have obviously been taught by their ancestors.

And the Song family took the initiative to offer their daughter, which was naturally an attempt to make friends.

Wang Lin rubbed the center of his brows, looked down at the stunning twin sisters kneeling at his feet, the resistance in his eyes became weaker and weaker.

He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, feeling that his refusal just now seemed a little hypocritical and insincere.

Suddenly I remembered a doggerel by Zhang Shaoshuai: "Since ancient times, heroes have been lecherous, but not all lechers are heroes. Although we are not heroes, only lechers are like heroes."

(End of this chapter)