The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

At this time, the Cuju game had already been played, Zhao Ji just heard this sentence, turned around and said with a smile: "If Huainan East Road wins, you don't have to say that."

Yang Lin got up and said: "Your Majesty is here today. The Kaifeng team has a dragon aura, so it's hard to lose. If we fight another day, our Huainan East Road may not be defeated."

Little Concubine Liu covered her face and smiled, Zhao Ji said with a smile: "You are the only one who can talk, you came up with the idea of ​​this Cuju League, I really like it, tell me, what reward do you want?"

Yang Lin took out a painting from the table behind him, and said: "It is the duty of a courtier to share worries for His Majesty, so why would you dare to ask for any reward. My father is humble and has always wanted to be loyal to His Majesty, but he has no chance. This time when I went to Beijing for the exam, my father asked me to bring me a famous painting, and he entrusted me to go to high school so that I could have the opportunity to present this painting for him, which can be regarded as a token of his loyalty to His Majesty."

"Oh?" Zhao Ji was very interested, and stepped forward to unfold it himself.

Untie the tie, only to see a piece of white beard in the painting, several black dried plums swaying, all the branches are full of pistils, and none of them are in bud.Although the plum blossoms in the painting are sparse and scattered, the branches are thin, hard and colorful. The ink color is loud and strong, and there is only a small hut in the distance, which is quite elegant.

Zhao Ji is an expert in this way, how could he not know the preciousness of this painting, his eyes lit up and he praised: "What a proud plum! It's so easy to do, the cliffs are swept away, and the meaning is less than two strokes, it can be called first-class. As I expected Not bad, this should be Wu Daozi's authentic work, even if others copy it, it is difficult to have such meaning."

Yang Lin said with a smile, "Your Majesty has good eyesight. This painting was painted by Wu Daozi in Tang Dynasty, and he gave it to his friend Wei Lansheng. The Wei family regarded it as a family heirloom, and later it was transferred to my father. Now it is dedicated to Your Majesty."

Zhao Ji immediately called someone to fetch a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked the champion to compose a poem and inscribe it on the famous painting himself.

Without hesitation, Yang Lin waited until Zhao Ji picked up the pen, and chanted: "By the broken bridge outside the post, there is no one left alone. It's already dusk to worry about alone, and it's wind and rain.

No intention to struggle for spring, Ren Qunfang is jealous.Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same. "

Zhao Ji's brushwork is nimble and quick, and his handwriting is thin and strong, so thin without losing its flesh, and his large characters are especially graceful and graceful.Yang Lin's speech is not slow, and he is also able to handle a task with ease. Looking closely, he really looks like a famous artist.

"Good painting! Good words! Good calligraphy!"

After Zhao Ji finished writing, he felt comfortable all over his body, and after watching a hearty Cuju just now, he felt that everything about him was beautiful.

Yang Lin hit the iron while it was hot, and said: "Your Majesty, after the minister was entrusted with the appointment as the supervisor, the coordinating government office found that they were all idle officials, and the ministers were also paid to eat the king. How could we not share the worries for the king, and dare to say a word to look forward to your majesty. Grace."

"What's the matter with Yang Aiqing, you can tell me what you want."

"The minister's general served as a prisoner, originally to check the buildings of His Majesty's imperial city. Looking at the Bianliang Imperial City, there is no royal garden that can match your majesty's talents. Moreover, I once talked with Taoist masters and found that 'the northeast corner of the capital is a place where the local association is good. If the situation is less high, it will be auspicious to have more men." In order to spread the branches and leaves of the royal family and make His Majesty live longer, the minister deliberately chose stones to build mountains, searched for strange stones in the south of the Yangtze River, stacked stones to form mountains, and built a garden, as a symbol of His Majesty. A congratulatory gift."

Zhao Ji's interest was aroused all of a sudden, the more he looked at this young champion, the more pleasing he was, he knew himself better than himself.

Throughout his life, Zhao Ji loved three things, calligraphy and painting, strange stones and Taoism.

Now the three are in one, teach him how to dislike it, and wish he could start building right away.

In this way, will it waste too much money and food?This idea briefly appeared in Zhao Ji's mind. Although he didn't have much to do with the government, he also knew that the Ministry of Households kept saying that the money was not enough.

Seeing that his brows were slightly frowned, Yang Lin had already made a rough guess, bent down and said, "Your Majesty, when I first talked about starting the Cuju League, I once said that this method will not consume the treasury's money and food, but can also make a profit. Now it has begun to take shape, and it really is. As I said, now that I propose to build a royal garden, there is a way to use the treasury money, but I just ask Your Majesty to delegate this matter to me, and I will live up to Your Majesty's expectations."

These words completely dispelled Zhao Ji's last hesitation, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Aiqing has a heart, and the court is full of civil and military affairs, so you know my heart. This matter is entrusted to Yang Qing, but there are difficulties." If there is something wrong, I will enter the palace to see me. Come here, take my waist card."

After a while, a servant arrived with a jade plate, Zhao Ji took a waist card from it, handed it to Yang Lin, held his hand and said: "With this card, Aiqing can go straight to the palace and report to me face to face. "

"I thank my emperor Long En."

Chapter 48 Bring the villain Yang Lin

When the imperial decree was passed to the prisoner, all the officials were full of excitement. This was a great opportunity.

Yang Lin's status instantly increased hundreds of times, walking in the general prison, nodding and bowing everywhere to ask for news, they still don't know how big a project it is.

Yang Lin himself was also a little apprehensive. This thing sounds simple, but it is actually a big project to repair. You must know that in history, Huizong didn't finish it even after he was captured.

In order to take over everything, I boasted about Haikou in front of Zhao Ji, so as not to waste the money and grain of the court.

The difficulty of this matter is no less than climbing to the sky, but if it is done, no one will be able to touch his position.

Why did Cai Jing monopolize the prime minister for more than ten years? It's not that he has a good way of making money, and he can use the money to meet all Huizong's requirements.

After instructing Wang Chaoli a few words, Yang Lin returned home. He already had a countermeasure in mind, but he needed the help of his family in Yangzhou.

Since Zhao Ji promised unlimited decentralization, it is not easy to make money in the Song Dynasty, as long as you invite 'rich and powerful' to come.

As long as the operation is good, I am afraid that the Yang family can make a lot of money from it. Once money is contaminated with power, it will come uninvited like water flowing into the sea.

The smug Yang Lin did not go back to the comfort zone of Changle Building. After returning to the mansion, he stood in the middle of the courtyard and shouted: "Yang San, San'er, where did you die?"

From nowhere, Yang San came out suddenly, stood behind Yang Lin and said with a smile, "Da Lang, are you looking for me?"

"Send this letter of credit to Yangzhou as quickly as possible. Let's roll up our sleeves and do a big job." Yang Lin pinched his waist, full of pride in his heart. It can also complete the primitive accumulation of the rise of the Yang family.

Even if the rich and powerful are on the way to Yang Lin's big plan, it's just a drop in the bucket, money is not enough.

The smug Yang Yanei received the second imperial decree from the emperor within a day when he arrived at the inner courtyard.

There were not many servants in the other courtyard of the Yang Mansion, and Yang Lin almost lived in the Changle Building in Bianliang, and only came to live here occasionally when he was injured.

Now, almost everyone came out to meet the imperial decree. Yang Jian asked to come this time. His Majesty paid great attention to the matter of stacking stones into mountains, and it almost became his top priority. How could Yang Jian and others not join in.

It is impossible to get the first credit for this credit, and it is still necessary to make some credits with Yang Lin to gain the favor of the officials.

"Brother Yang, my elder brother really convinced you. You said that it is no wonder that your head is the number one. You can come up with any brilliant idea. You don't know, the official is like a madman. In a few words It is inseparable from the construction of the garden, and even the name and plaque have been prepared. This garden is called Genyue Shoushan, also known as Longevity Mountain."

Yang Lin sat on the grand teacher's chair with his knees bent, gently kneading the wound with his fingers, and after hearing this, he secretly scolded the Hunjun for what else he could pursue, but with a respectful look on his face, he said with a smile: "What do we do? For my subjects, the most important thing is to relieve His Majesty's worries, and these ideas will come if you think too much."

There was a sound of rustling footsteps, and Yin Qianqian stepped forward, holding a tea tray in her hand, wearing a maid's blouse from Yang's mansion, her expressionless voice was a bit cold: "Da Lang, honorable guest, please drink Tea."

After finishing speaking, he put the tea tray on the table, and walked out like no one else without Fuli. Yang Jian just froze in place. He visited many officials' mansions, and there were no such arrogant servants and maids.

Yang Lin looked at the gossiping eyes of the old eunuch, and simply smiled: "This maid, the leather is tight, let's see how I deal with her when I go back."

Yang Jian smiled knowingly, he was not interested in these things, and continued to ask about Gen Yue Shoushan.

It seems that this old thing is bound to intervene, Yang Lin is also happy to drag him into the water, and it will be more convenient to do things then.

"There are a lot of business opportunities in the transportation of flowers and stones. Brother Yang, imagine that Bianliang has a population of one million, and the daily cost is astonishing, all of which are shipped from other places. If we transport the flowers and stones at the same time, we will take care of these transportation and recruit The merchant ships, cargo ships, passenger ships and dry road horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and donkey carts of the two water transports unify them, and they can make money, but we have to distribute them, take a certain handling fee, and bring flowers and stones by the way."

Yang Jian is not stupid, on the contrary he is very smart, his eyes gradually became playful after listening.

"The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Brother Yang wants to swallow the water transportation, carriages and horses in one gulp, but his appetite is too big. This is equivalent to cutting off the wealth of some people. Lu, as far as my brother knows, their hands and eyes are connected to the sky."

Unexpectedly, this old eunuch thought quite comprehensively. Yang Lin never had the desire to underestimate the ancients, so he couldn't help but look at him a little high.Sure enough, he was able to thrive in a dynasty, and he was not an ordinary person. In the eyes of people like Cai Jing, Tong Guan, and Yang Jian, some of his careful tricks were as transparent.However, their manners are also very human. As long as the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, they will turn a blind eye. After all, you can't just care about yourself. You have to feed your subordinates before someone will work for you.

When the water is clear, there are no fish. In the circle of corrupt officials and treacherous officials, this sentence is closer to the truth.

Obviously at this time, Yang Jian did not have the arrogance of the future, and still had an instinctive fear of those in power and those who benefited, but Yang Lin was not afraid of these bobcats and beasts.

As long as the emperor is in charge, and he has his own power and team, who can't he touch?

"My brother is talking about those big turbans and the gentry behind them. These people can do nothing. Let me make an analogy for my brother. They are like painted paper tigers. You will always be majestic if you don't poke him. Go and trample them to dust."

Yang Jian originally thought that he was young and ignorant, but he didn't expect that he knew that there were tigers in the mountains, so he preferred to travel to the mountains.

Those literati, bureaucrats and civil officials are deeply entrenched, and he said that they are so unbearable. They are not young people, but they know how to move forward and do not know how to compromise.