The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Qin Hui put it on happily, and said to Jin'er: "Look at you, you are stingy, I don't want your young master, the plum blossoms are rotten in front of Xiaoxuan, and the crane cloak comes to see the snow in the sky. Hehe, Dalang, I will return it another day." you."

Jin'er is a little miser, she used to talk about it for half a month when she lost her jade pendant, but now she secretly rolls her eyes at Qin Hui, afraid that the young master will not be too obvious when she sees it.

This crane cloak is very valuable, it is nothing to Yang Lin, but Qin Hui has never worn it.Yang Lin smiled and said, "No need, you can keep your clothes on. I'm going to Beijing to catch the exam soon. The journey will be difficult."

Qin Hui thought about it for a while, but he couldn't just accept such a valuable thing, so he paused and said, "Forget it, my brother won't be polite to you, anyway, this kindness is in my heart, and I will pay it back long ago." That's it."

Tie two packs of medicine with a hemp rope in his hand, and walked in the snow, thinking that his old father was seriously ill and he couldn't go out, and the next spring was coming, Qin Hui's shoulders bent a little more.

After Yang Lin watched him leave, he touched Jin'er's buns, and said with a smile, "Stay with the young master, be more generous in the future, and we are not short of money."

"Oh..." He let out a muffled snort, apparently unconvinced, and Yang Lin had nothing to do with her.

Yang San drove the carriage and came to pick Yang Lin back to the mansion. As soon as he stepped into the carriage, he heard a weak voice: "Master, please, just give me some leftovers. My mother is sick and hasn't eaten for a long time. Yeah, I'm starving to death."

The little beggar didn't know where it came from, he jumped off Yang Lin, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant next to him kicked him somersault: "Where did the beggar come from, you are guilty of disturbing the nobleman!"

The little beggar rolled on the ground a few times, with a painful expression on his face, but he struggled to get up and prepared to continue begging elsewhere.

Yang Lin opened the car door, watched him staggering and gritted his teeth and continued to beg, and for some reason froze in place.Seeing that his face was bruised and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bruised, it seemed that he had been beaten a lot.

With a bang, a small figure jumped out of the car, and after a while, Yang Tianci picked up some steamed buns and beef and handed them to Yang Lin with the leftover food and wine.

Yang Lin smiled gratifiedly. These children who were abandoned by the sky really deserved to be given names by themselves.

The little beggar knelt on the ground, clasped his fists with both hands and kowtowed a few times: "Thank you young master, thank you elder master, thank you young master."

Yang Tian'ai blushed and said, "Go back quickly, isn't your mother sick?"

Yang Lin ordered Yang San, gave him a piece of broken silver, and said, "Go back and see your mother."

The little beggar is very grateful, but Yang Lin can't see this kind of scene, and urges Yang San to start driving quickly.

In the carriage, Yang Lin stretched out his big hands on both sides, hugged the four bald children in his arms, and laughed.

Yang Tianai sat aside and looked at them with infinite tenderness in her eyes.

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The snow was still falling, and in a dilapidated temple with air leaks from all sides, the little beggar straightened his clothes, grabbed ashes to cover the injured area on his face, summoned up his strength, and shouted in a happy voice: " Aniang, Aniang, I’m back, today I met a kind person who gave you three taels of silver, and your illness is cured. There’s also cooked beef here, and steamed buns with white noodles, it’s the mother of white noodles!”

With a shrill scream, it quickly disappeared into the empty ruined temple. In the arms of the little beggar with tears streaming down his face was a thin and skinny woman. Her whole body was cold and it was obvious that she had been dead for a long time.

The Buddha statue in the temple has not been repaired for a long time, and it is covered with cobwebs and dust. The little beggar placed the food he begged and dug a hole in the temple.His skinny fingers were covered with mud and blood, trembling slightly from the cold.

"Mother, my son left you in this temple, and took the money given by my benefactor to go out for a break. You haven't enjoyed a day of happiness in your life. Waiting for your son to come back and burn a house of paper money for you, let you stay on the other side." No worries about food and clothing."

After pushing the cold soil with both hands and burying the dead body wrapped in straw mats, the little beggar wiped away his tears.

Looking at the Buddha statue in front of him, the little beggar clasped his hands together and said silently: "Lord Buddha, bless you, if you want to make a name for yourself, you will come to worship and repay the Buddha if you don't want to suffer from hunger. The little one has a surname but no name, ranking seventh , Borrowing the Buddha's light, I will be called Fang Qifo from now on. Please bless our Fang Qifo, and look at my mother's soul."

Chapter 28 Don't worry about the road ahead without a confidant

Snow flakes as big as goose feathers fell, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the snow on the official road covered the wheels.

Four carriages lined up on the official road, their wheels creaking as they rolled into the snow.

"Northern wind and cold all night, thick clouds for thousands of miles, snow drifting in the sky, changing the old world. What a beautiful snow!"

Yang Lin lifted the curtain of the car and sighed in admiration.

"Da Lang still has time to chant poems. With such heavy snow, I really don't know when we will be able to reach Bianliang?" The voice was clear and pleasant, and a little lazy. It was Li Ning'er, who was crowned Yangzhou.

Yang San wore a leather cap, raised his hands and exhaled, and said with a smile: "Miss Ning'er, don't worry, after passing the trail in front, it is the official road of Bianliang, where people sweep the floor and snow all the year round. It's easy to walk. The villain and the master came here once a year ago, and it was also covered by such heavy snow."

Yang Lin is in high spirits, this trip to Beijing is the beginning of his official career, and he is about to mend the sky with his hands, turn the tide, help the dangerous mountains, and do a great job vigorously.Standing in the snow with his hands behind his back, his waist straightened, he was about to recite a poem about the scenery of the North Country, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting to express his pride and aspirations.

Suddenly there was a hasty whistle, and several figures jumped out of the snow, frightening the horse's hooves, and Yang Lin, who was standing on the carriage, plunged into the snow nest.

"Hahaha, I didn't catch a fat sheep this time. It's ridiculous that the elder brother said that the mountain was blocked by heavy snow and no one was walking."

A group of guards came out of the car behind, surrounded Yang Lin's carriage first, and dug him out of the snow with all their might.

Spit out a mouthful of snow, Yang Lin felt a little scared in his heart, is this the legendary bandit Qiang Liang?He was greatly poisoned by the novels of later generations, especially "Water Margin", which made Yang Lin innately fearful of these gangsters, and asked boldly, "Who are you?"

Just as the strong men on the opposite side were about to speak, a man flashed out from behind Yang Lin, with a thick back, a tall waist, a nose, and a wide mouth, and he protected Yang Lin behind him and said, "It's just some vile thieves, and it's our fault for disturbing Da Lang. Dalang sit in the car, and I'll finish them off."

Yang Lin's visit to Beijing this time has become the top priority of the Yang family. For this reason, Yang Tong brought him all the nursing homes that his subordinates have been visiting merchants all year round.

This world is not peaceful, and there are many dangers when going out, especially merchants with money and goods.

Yang Tong naturally raised a group of men with good martial arts skills. The leader was Zhao Hong, and he didn't take these strong men seriously at all.

Knowing that he couldn't help, Yang Lin hid in the extravagant carriage, where Yingying and Yanyan hid Ning'er, Yunniang, and Yang Tian'ai, all of them looked at Yang Lin with some fear.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Yang Lin himself was also very afraid, so he comforted them with gentle words, and the three women immediately came to his side.

After a horrific sound of weapons colliding and screaming and screaming, the shouting and killing outside slowly quieted down. Zhao Hong said beside the carriage: "Da Lang, the process is over, do you need to report to the authorities?"

"Alright, send someone to the government to talk about it, so as not to cause another trouble in the future." Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, the thugs his father assigned him were indeed reliable.

In fact, it is easy to understand, the Yang family has a lot of money, so naturally they hire masters, people who are really outstanding in martial arts, who would give up their innocent bodies and become a strong man on the mountain.

"Da Lang, this is too scary." Li Yunniang said in a tired voice, patted her chest and kept diving into Yang Lin's arms, and Yang Lin was distracted for a while, if it wasn't for Yang Tian'ai beside him, he would have picked up the gun and mounted the horse.

With a "snap", Yang Lin slapped her plump buttocks, closed his eyes slightly and said, "Try to find a way to buy this piece of land, it will be of great use to me in the future."

Li Yunniang quickly remembered that now she and Yang Tianai are in charge of the financial power, and both the money and the money come from her, so it can be regarded as having an errand to feel at ease.

Opening the curtain of the car, I saw a horse galloping in the distance, obviously Zhao Hong arranged for the man to report to the official.

In the snow field behind him, Bloody was already covered by white snow, and the traces of the fight were long gone.The mountains in the distance are undulating, and under the dark sky, it looks like a giant beast that chooses and devours people.

This is already around Bianliang, and there are even scissors. These mountains and rivers are all around Bianliang, but there is no defense at all.It's no wonder that the Khitan people attacked the city of Bianliang several times and signed an alliance under the city. I really don't know what the emperors and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty did.

Sure enough, as Yang San said, after passing this mountain range, someone cleared the snow on the official road in Bianliang, and the road was much easier to walk.

After resting in the carriage for another night, when he woke up, he was almost at the gate of Bianliang City, and the headed carriage hung a Yang character banner cloth in front of the carriage for the Yang family in Bianliang to come to welcome him.

Yang Tong's industries spread all over the country, and Bianliang is his second hometown besides Yangzhou, with more than a dozen stores and workshops.

Before the Yang family could find him, several sharp-eyed imperial guards from the Imperial City Department had already come to him under the leadership of Liu Qingshui.

"Haha, Dalang!"

Yang Lin got out of the carriage and stretched. He came from Yangzhou because of the ice and snow, he couldn't get water transport. The bumps on the road almost broke his bones. No wonder the ancients were reluctant to travel far.

"Brother Liu, I'm really touched by coming out to greet you so early."