The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The seven Uyghurs looked serious, bowed deeply, and said, "On behalf of the 27 Uyghurs in Hexi, I swear to serve Shaozai and wipe out the Uyghur bandits."

"Okay!" Yang Lin praised, and then said loudly: "Come here, bring out the wine, gold and silver, and give it to the generals."

The guards who had been waiting for a long time came out with carts of gold, silver, treasures and good wine. The group could not wait to beat the gongs and drums to send off the Uighur generals.

The blood of the seven Uighur generals surged and their hearts agitated.

The civil officials of the Song Dynasty have always been aloof and arrogant, especially when dealing with generals, let alone foreign generals.

This time, there is a young minister in charge of the court, but he treats himself so sincerely, this kindness is not in vain.

Yang Lin took another dose of strong medicine, held the hand of the leading general Su Guli and said: "When you make military exploits in the future, I will speak for you in front of the officials, and let the officials give surnames to those who have made meritorious service. "

Chapter 2 The Benefits of the Western Expedition

In the Northwest Army, there is no Uighur battalion.

Nearly [-] Uighur soldiers were scattered and filled in various battalions, and they did not come out alone this time.

Yang Lin simply handed over the Han troops in each battalion to their command. Anyway, it was not difficult to wipe out the Uyghur bandits. The most difficult thing was to determine their hiding places.

The seven Uighur generals also enjoyed commanding soldiers and horses that were much higher than their own official positions. The scum of the murderous clan.

Hezhou, the magistrate's yamen.

Yang Lin was sitting in the courtyard, listening to Lu Qian's report on the follow-up of the Battle of Jin and Liao, when there was a commotion outside.

"Slaughter less, how about less slaughter?"

Song Jiang's very recognizable voice came, and after a while, a little black fat man ran into the courtyard, smiling all over his face, wishing to put his face on it.

"Young Zai, I'm going down to Song Jiang to pay my respects to Shao Zai."

Yang Lin laughed.

He is close to his friends, whether they are bosses or subordinates, from the bottom of his heart.

If you haven't seen it for a long time, you will miss it from time to time, and you will be really happy when you see it.

It's no wonder that he's flourishing in Shandong, how many reckless men are willing to work for him.

"Shao Zai is sitting in Bianjing, and he has a heavy responsibility, and he will not take it lightly. There must be a reason for his departure. As a border official, it is really hard for Song Jiang to see Shao Zai."

Yang Lin has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted towards his own people, he lost his politeness to Uighur generals, and laughed and scolded: "I transferred you to the Northwest, not to let you miss the old days all day long, how did you do?"

Song Jiang was not too polite, he found a small bench, sat in front of him and said with a smile, "Master, the bottom-up reform of the Western Army has achieved initial results.

The lower officials promoted a large number of grassroots officers with no background. They had nothing to do with the families of the generals of the Western Army. They had made great contributions in the past, but they were not promoted for a long time.Oh, by the way, just like Han Shizhong.

Anyway, the Western Army is now expanding rapidly, and it won't be long before their 10,000+ people can only be used as pioneers. "

Yang Lin nodded secretly. He continued to provoke wars in the northwest. He originally planned to train soldiers, but he didn't expect it to have such an effect.

As long as they can restrain the Western Army, they will have to completely rely on themselves. When the time comes to fight the Jurchen, they will really have to rely on them to contribute.

Now the Jurchens are famous all over the world, but Yang Lin is the only one who has always regarded them as the imaginary enemies of the Song Dynasty.

I have been silently preparing for so many years, and that one is all for the future battle between Song and Jin. If I still can't win this way, I'll be damned. Anyway, I have used all my abilities.

Seeing that Yang Lin was in a daze, Song Jiang stretched out his hand in front of his eyes and said, "Sir?"

Yang Lin regained his composure, stopped thinking about these messes, hooked Song Jiang's shoulders, and said: "You have been a snake in the northwest for so long, and you have to save a few pots of good wine. Why don't you come to me empty-handed to eat and drink? "

Song Jiang smiled, and the two of them entered the yard together, and set up a table of wine and food. Song Jiang greeted Lu Qian and Lu Wang familiarly, and set up a table of wine and food under the tree.

By the time of Huizong in the Northern Song Dynasty, Song people had gradually begun to eat at the same table, but in formal occasions, there was still a table for one person.

Today, they are all close brothers. Under the locust tree, Song Jiang just swallowed a mouthful of crispy grilled fish, sticking out his tongue when it was so hot, he said slowly: "Young master, we often hear people say that you can wear a hundred thousand at your waist and ride a crane." Let's go to Yangzhou. In my opinion, the Xiazhou area is not much different from Yangzhou.

Especially in the Xiazhou area, due to the benefits of reopening commercial roads, merchants from the south and merchants from the north, there are many shops, running around, and densely populated, it is really Jiangnan outside the Great Wall. "

Yang Lin patted the table and scolded: "Such a good place, I walked from south to north, and I didn't see a single gift-giver. I really don't take Shaozai seriously."

"Xu Shi Shaozai is so upright that they are too scared to openly offer bribes."

Yang Lin was just joking, he now holds the economic lifeline of the Song Dynasty, and there are four shipping companies in the east, monopolizing the smuggling activities with Dongying in Korea;

Huainan has a long-established branch of Wansuiying, which takes advantage of the convenience of building Genyue to sell illegal salt in a large scale;

The northwest horse market, tea market, and the recently emerging mutton market all have shadows of the Long Live Camp.

In addition to the millions of guan that were handed over to Huizong Zhao Ji’s inner mansion every year, they were often used to build buildings and houses for the emperor, almost with his own efforts, to support the entire royal family’s concubines, concubines, and princes for food and clothing.

Even so, he is still very rich, not to mention extorting bribes, he even helps his subordinates from time to time.

Han Shizhong, a soldier ruffian, took all his armor, swords and horses from Zhaodefang.

When the wine was half drunk, Yang Lin lowered his voice and said to Song Jiang: "Gongming, I intend to attack Kara Khan. You are in the northwest to coordinate and dispatch, and prepare for me."

When Song Jiang heard this, he was taken aback. Karakhan is not a weak country, and once a war starts, it may be a big war.

However, the prosperity of the Northwest has now reached a bottleneck, and the reason is the Karahan Dynasty.

I don’t know if Shao Zai has noticed this too. Karakhan is a country, they are extremely xenophobic, and only allow caravans of big cannibals to pass by.

In this way, they monopolize and cut off the commercial roads of east and west, and make huge profits from it.

If the gap of Karakhan is opened, the east-west commercial road will be unblocked, and the prosperity of the northwest will be further improved, and it will be no problem to reproduce the prosperity and prosperity of the ancient road.

"Outside of Yumen Pass, it was almost completely swallowed up by Kara Khan. The barbarians here are dissatisfied with their policies. In order to promote their own religion, these people kill monks, burn scriptures, and massacre common people. Their appearance is unspeakable. , if I go west in the Great Song Dynasty, it is not impossible."

Yang Lin waved his hand and said, "It's not about whether this is possible, but what must be done. After I return to Bianliang, I will definitely persuade the officials to send troops to the west. It's time to pull out the soldiers and horses you recruited in the northwest. .”

Convincing Zhao Ji to go west is simply too simple, and Chi Yangzi figured it out and knew that it was God's will.

The second-in-command of Shenxiao Taoism, taking the will of God to persuade the first-in-command to go west is as easy as persuading him to build Genyue. Zhao Ji wanted to do it, but was afraid that he would not be able to do it.

Song Jiang held a few wine glasses, waved them briefly, pointed and said: "This is Kerai, this is Kara Khan, and this is now the territory of the Great Song Dynasty. When we march west, we must first cut off Kara Khan's foreign aid. It's enough to fight, once the war starts, it's better to occupy Samarkand with a thunderous force and capture its king alive."

Yang Lin was very self-aware of his half-baked commanding skills, and said: "When the time comes for you guys to discuss, I will only look at the results. The most important thing is to remember the benefits of Lao Tzu and hide a few princesses for me."

Chapter 2: The Ancient Capital Chang'an

The air in the morning is always pleasant, and the water vapor from the Yellow River brought by the cold wind seems to have lost the noise of the past, and is a little sweeter.

Under the bright sunshine, the greenery along the way is high-spirited, and the spring breeze blows across the land of Qinlong unconsciously.

And fast horses, galloping in front, behind them, there are a group of long live battalion elite riders, escorting a carriage, carrying Yang Lin back to Bianliang.