The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Unexpectedly, as soon as the order was issued, the first county encountered trouble. On the outskirts of Qinshui County, Hedong, a group of people, led by the gentry, knelt on the side of the road and begged not to cut down trees.

If Han Shizhong was the coach, he would have ordered him to be driven away long ago, but with Yang Lin here, he dared not.After all, Shao Zai is also a civil servant, so he still has to cherish his feathers and worry about his reputation.

Han Shizhong immediately sent someone to invite Yang Lin to deal with Qinshui County here, and he can handle similar things in the future.

After Yang Lin dismounted, he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

A middle-aged country gentry wearing a fur coat, a long beard and a fair complexion came out and said, "Wei Yishan, Qinshui County, Caomin, has seen Shaozai."

Yang Lin gave him a hand, and asked: "I lead the troops to travel, the road is difficult, and opening a road will not only facilitate our marching, but also benefit the villagers for several generations, why stop it?"

Wei Yishan bent over, with a miserable expression, and argued: "Sir, you can't cut it down. We were repeatedly plundered by the Khitan going south in the east of the river. It was all blocked by this dense forest. Qinshui County has been safe. If the trees are cut down, what will happen then?" Fend off the enemy?"

Yang Lin wondered: "If I don't cut down trees, the Khitan people really came, wouldn't they know how to cut down trees?"

"They plundered the country and went back."

Yang Lin's anger rose faintly, and he cursed: "Villagers, villagers, what's the difference? They are all Song people. We have the Great Wall left by our ancestors and don't want to take it back. We guard a piece of broken forest and take the lives of compatriots in the villages outside. , as an umbrella?"

Wei Yishan asked puzzledly: "Isn't it less damaging to let the Khitan bandits plunder the village than to let them plunder the town?"

With a snap, Yang Lin flicked an empty whip, and said in a deep voice: "Afraid of the head and tail, treating mermaids with blades and necks, only knowing to avoid but not to resist, isn't it a deep kind of slavishness.

The imperial court has been responsible to the people of Hebei and Hedong these years, so I do not blame you for what you have done today, but I want you to know that this is not advisable.

The imperial court has already dispatched troops, and Youyan will be restored in a few days. When you return to your hometown and wait for the good news, I will teach you what a man of the Han family is. "

Chapter 366 Sit in the river, let's watch the two tigers fight

Hebei West Road, the important town of Hejianfu.

Although it had just snowed and the weather was a bit cold, the streets and alleys were still crowded with people.

The shops that usually sit in the merchants, such as cloth, silk, grain stores, and dried fruit stores, are all booming in business.

This is the case with the Han people. In the past year, everyone's life was a little tight, but the usual embarrassment during the New Year should not be embarrassing.

Even if you borrow money, you have to buy some cloth and silk to go back and add new clothes. If you can't afford clothes, you have to change into a pair of new shoes.

On New Year's Day, there must always be something new to take advantage of, otherwise it will be unlucky.

The bridge and logging took some time, and the army's eastward advance was blocked for a while, and Yang Lin's arrival at Hejian Mansion was a month later than expected.

Fortunately, it was colder in the north at this time, almost freezing, so Jurchen and Daliao hadn't moved much.

But everyone knows in their hearts that once the weather turns warmer in spring, it will be a decisive battle.

This place borders Khitan, and Khitan has weakened in the past few years. Coupled with the alliance of Chanyuan, relative peace was bought with money, and everyone's life is pretty good.

On the streets of Hejian Mansion, several butcher shops were overcrowded. In the Song Dynasty, mutton was expensive but pork was cheap. A large number of butchers traveled between Hejian and Hebei. There was no shortage of mutton and the price was not very expensive.

There must be enough mutton in the New Year's Day dumplings, and every butcher shop is so crowded that people can't turn around and pass money on their heads.The butcher and his hands were sweating profusely from work, and they changed their thick clothes into thin ones, and even wanted to take them off.

The city is full of sellers' burdens for brewing Tusu wine, and every corner of it is given to the people who come to buy the wine. The air in the streets is filled with a strange aroma of rhubarb and peppercorns.

At this time, Yang Lin led his troops into the city, and the army meandered forward, while the passing people stood on the side of the road and pointed.

Zongze, the magistrate of Hejian Prefecture on East Hebei Road, came to greet him with a group of officials.

After setting up the army, Yang Lin followed him to a small building in the backyard of the magistrate's office.

A warm curtain was set up on the small building and a charcoal basin was set up. The inside of the building was warm and spring-like. Several maids stood with their heads bowed.

After pouring a cup of fragrant tea, Zong Ze saw Yang Lin staring outside in a daze, pushed the steaming teacup in front of him, and said with a smile, "I don't know, this place in Hebei hasn't been this lively for a long time.

Xiaguan has been the county magistrate here for seven years. Every New Year, the Liao people would go south to plunder. "

Picking up the tea cup and taking a sip, Yang Lin poured a cup for Zhe Huanxiang who was beside him, and said with a smile, "This tea is not bad, try it."

Zhe Huanxiang held a teacup to warm her hands, and asked with interest, "How can you celebrate the New Year while hiding in the mountains?"

Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said: "I can't save my life, no matter what happens on New Year's Day, you think everyone is just like you, born from a wealthy family."

Zong Ze was slightly surprised. He thought this was Yang Shaozai's concubine, but he didn't expect such a high status.

Yang Lin looked at Zong Ze, he was actually a little thinner than when he was digging the river, but he was full of energy and his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Ru Lin, we are in Hebei, apart from Tong Guan's Sheng Jie army, how many troops are left?"

Zong Ze didn't need to do any calculations in his head, he just opened his mouth and said, "It's less than [-], and most of them haven't practiced, let alone go to the battlefield."

"In the land of Youyan, there are many powerful places. They have soldiers and horses, weapons, food and grass, and fortresses in their hands. Although they fight each other, they take care of each other. The key is that they are in the land of the fourth war. Most of the horses are skilled, and their strength should not be underestimated."

"The most powerful ones are the Khitan soldiers and horses brought by Yelu Dashi, and the private soldiers of Yelu Chun when he was the king of Yan. As for the Eighth Battalion of the Resentment Army, they are all Liao Han who can't survive. It should not be difficult to deal with. .”

Hearing that Zong Ze is like a treasure, it seems that he has made great efforts to spy on the information of the Youyan land in the north.

Yang Lin went to the Datong Mansion and cheated the Khitan Emperor into a covenant, and the whole country was excited.

Abolishing the old coins and taking back the Youyan, without a single soldier, this feat can't help but make people heartbroken.

But only the people here know that it is far from easy to take You Yan back.

Yelu Yanxi is the emperor of Khitan, but he can no longer control the Khitan people in the land of Youyan.

Yanjing City is the lair of Yelu Chun and Yelu Dashi. Without this foundation, they will definitely be eaten alive by the Jurchens or Yelu Yanxi.

Yang Lin stood up, looked to the north, saw dark clouds piled up in the sky, and said in a concentrated voice: "Ru Lin, do you think we have a good chance of persuading Yelu Chun?"

Zong Ze's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and said: "Yelu Chun is the Khitan Prince, I'm afraid he won't descend to the Song Dynasty."

"I think his current situation is very dangerous, sandwiched between the Jurchen, the Liao Lord and the Great Song Dynasty, all three parties want his land of secluded swallows.

If he is caught by the Liao Lord, he will definitely have no way out, and surrendering to the Liao Lord is also the most impossible.The Jurchen Tartars, whose reputation has been spread, are as famous as a mustard, enslaving millions of Liao people, whipping and killing them at will.

If he is desperate and feels the pressure here, I think he may surrender to us Da Song. "

Yang Lin narrowed his eyes, if he got this army, he would be able to take down You Yan without bloodshed.

What Zong Ze has always thought about is the Northern Expedition to Youyan to take back his homeland.

After being told by Yang Lin, he suddenly realized that Jiang Song was really his best choice from Yeluchun's point of view.

Zong Ze's face turned red, and his blood surged with excitement. Just thinking about this matter has already made people's blood boil. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, you still need to try it.

"Young master, I am willing to take a trip to Yanjing!"

Yang Lin shook his head with a light smile, and said: "First, you are not suitable for this job. Being an envoy to persuade you to surrender is different from others. You must be a well-rounded person who can speak well, follow the wind to make the rudder, see the needles in every corner, and talk about others when you see others." Talking, to hell with talking nonsense, is the best candidate.