The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

"I have thought carefully about the cuju league you proposed. Such entertainment can add wealth to the country. It is actually a policy that benefits the country. Moreover, you did not extend your hand to the treasury when you built Genyue Shoushan, which is even more precious. .”

"These two show that you have a strategy to help the world and govern the country. People's livelihood and economy are the foundation of the country, but I don't know why you only use this ability on your majesty. Whether it is Gen Yue Shoushan or the Cuju League, they are all based on flattery and solid favor. Mainly, by the way, they can all seek the well-being of Song Dynasty."

Cai Bian got more and more excited as he spoke, he stood up straight away, and asked, "If there are valleys in your chest, why not use the righteous path to show your grand plans!"

Yang Lin lowered his head and looked at the excited veteran in front of him. This is Cai Jing's younger brother, Wang Anshi's son-in-law, and he is a reformer through and through.In order to reform the law and strengthen the country, these people have fought with those conservatives in the officialdom for so many years, and their bones have never softened.

This is different from Cai Jing. Cai Jing used to belong to Wang Anshi's faction. As soon as Wang Anshi fell, he became Sima Guang's favorite general, and soon he became a reformist. , which also shows its smoothness.

This Cai Bian is worthy of respect, Yang Lin decided to tell him the truth, and sighed, "It's for promotion."

Cai Bian froze in place

Yang Lin paused for a moment, then continued: "Cai Shaobao, how can I contribute to the Great Song Dynasty as a general supervisor, an eighth-rank official, wearing a green robe, unable to step into the temple, and unable to speak to the saints?"

Staring at Yang Lin for a while, Cai Bian suddenly laughed with his hands behind his back: "It's a worthwhile trip to come here today, Yang Tiju, the ups and downs of the officialdom have boiled down human nature, don't learn how hungry eagles fly when full. May you remember The state of mind at this time has lived up to my original intention.”

Seeing that he had already turned around, Yang Lin hurriedly said, "Cai Shaobao won't wait for your kindness?"

"It's nothing serious for me to come to see him, it's the same as coming back another day."

After waiting for a while and changing the tea twice, Cai Jing finally woke up.

A maid, Ping Ping Ting Ting, came over and said, "The Grand Master invites the distinguished guest to the study."

Yang Lin nodded. Following her into the study, Cai Jing's face was sallow, and his eyes were a little vain. It seemed that he had wrongly blamed him. This guy was really sick.

"Enxiang, what kind of whole thing is this? You have to pay attention to your body even if you work hard for the country."

Cai Jing blushed. A few days ago, he had just taken in a 16-year-old concubine Ji.

If people don't know how to keep in good health, it will be hard when they reach middle age.

Cai Jing scolded with a smile: "Don't be so glib, kid, come on, what do you want me for?"

"Hey, there is Ruan Xiaoqi in the Longevity Battalion in Mizhou Port City. He has repeatedly made military exploits, wiped out countless pirates, and captured and beheaded enough. The students dared to ask him for an official position as a naval envoy. It also prevents these men from suffering and working hard with the students and being chilling."

Cai Jing glared at him angrily, and said: "I knew that your kid would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so I sent someone to send him his hometown and resume when he has time."

Yang Lin said happily: "The student thanked Enxiang for him, Enxiang, this Ruan Xiaoqi is both literate and military, loves calligraphy and painting, especially appreciates Enxiang's calligraphy, he asked someone to ask the student to ask Enxiang for a word."

Cai Jing hummed, and said, "I have a lot of writing in the warehouse, so you and everyone can go and discuss it."

Yang Lin and Cai Jing had a tacit understanding, and every time they bribed, they used the name of buying calligraphy. This time, they had to give Cai Jing tens of thousands of dollars in exchange for a copybook.

It's definitely not worth it now, but in the long run, Yang Lin might not be at a disadvantage

Yang Lin clasped his fists and bent over and said, "Enxiang, the student will be resigning, Enxiang can rest well."

Cai Jing waved his hand, this time is different from the past, his status has risen too fast, and he definitely won't get up to see him off.

Yang Lin walked out of the study, just as he was about to leave the Cai Mansion, a ball flew out from the inner courtyard and hit his feet.

Yang Lin was startled. She picked it up and looked back, only to see a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl walking out of the inner courtyard. She was very delicately decorated and had a very handsome appearance. There was a red ribbon wrapped around her forehead. Blushing, obviously playing Cuju.

"Can you give me the ball?"

Yang Lin saw how cute this little loli was, and said with a smile, "Catch the ball!"

After speaking, he raised his foot and kicked it. He didn't know how to play Cuju, but he kicked it with the football that was later generations. The ball flew over and hit the little girl's cheek. He heard a scream, and the little girl fell to the ground.

When she got up again, there was nothing in front of her. The little girl pinched her waist and was about to curse, but found that the other party had already disappeared without a trace. She clenched her fists tightly and shouted with lowered hands, "Don't let me see you again!"

Chapter 86 Prosperity

The bright moon rises high, and a lamp is like a bean.

Li Yunniang moved her sore wrist, lowered her head and continued to settle the bill for Yang Lin.

The daily income and expenditure of the small Yang Mansion Bieyuan has reached an astonishing level.

From Jingdong East Road, to Huainan East Road, from Mizhou to Yangzhou, countless carriages and horses ran back and forth under the banner of the Long Live Camp.

Flying the banner of Shanghua Shigang, and placing a strange stone from Taihu Lake on the bow, these people sold salt, smuggled, and evaded taxes openly. No one dared to investigate, and no one was qualified to investigate, and they grabbed huge amounts of money for Yang Lin.

The money entered Bianliang along with the carriages and fleets, and was used by Yang Lin to build Genyue Shoushan, bribe powerful officials, and cultivate cronies.

With a bang, Yang Lin opened the door and came in, scaring Yunniang to get up quickly.

"It's so late, are you still clearing the account?"

Yunniang really can't settle the accounts today, she's afraid that Yang Lin will be interested, this master has so many tricks, it won't take half an hour to finish, when the time comes, he will die or live, and it will be even more difficult to settle the accounts.

In order not to be exposed, Yun Niang frowned and said: "Da Lang, where did you earn so much money, and where did you spend it? It's like flowing water, it scares me to death."

Yang Lin chuckled, and said: "It's not easy to make money. Take a copy of "The Law of the Song Dynasty" and study it carefully for half a year. You must have some tricks to make money in your mind. How can I see how much your chest has swollen? Come here and let me check it out .”

Yunniang turned her beautiful eyes, thinking of a way to bring disaster to the east, she said: "Master, do you still remember Miss Qianqian, who has been in Yang's Mansion for half a year, and she has no title and no explanation, what a pitiful person."

Poor Yin Qianqian was tricked into coming to the Yang Mansion by this pair of unscrupulous masters and servants, and lived a carefree life for half a year.

At first, she was worried that Yang Lin would use force on her, but after half a month of being on guard, Young Master Yang patted his ass and left Beijing.

After returning, he was also busy with business affairs, and seemed to have forgotten her.

Now Yin Qianqian hates it even more, she often complains about herself, and then spits out something worthless, so women are really strange

Yin Qianqian, who was sleeping soundly under the quilt, suddenly got up and sneezed, tightened the quilt, and muttered, "It's getting cold!"

Yang Lin patted his forehead, thinking of that thin, stubborn and beautiful girl.

Yang Lin said in a low voice: "In such a cold day, it must be a bit cold for the girl to sleep alone at home. I, Yang Lin, are anxious for others' needs, and I have a warm heart, and I will not hesitate to do so."

Li Yunniang was in a hurry to make an account, she pushed him out with a smile, and closed the door behind her.After thinking about it for a while, and fearing that it would be unsafe, he secretly inserted the bolt on the door.

It's night, the dew is white and the wind is clear, the moon is covered by a light gauze, and the door is gently pushed open

In the middle of the night, the door is open and the wind is cold, Aries can't advance or retreat, and the lovely brocade quilts are layered upon layer.

I don't know the depth and length of the gun, but also look at the thick blood on the tip of the gun, frowning and crying softly.

The next morning, when the sun was shining brightly, Yin Qianqian opened her sleepy eyes and saw Yang Lin sitting on the bedside looking at her.

The instinctive shyness made her blush, but Yang Lin took out a jade pendant from her bosom affectionately.

"Qianqian, the first time I saw you, I decided to do whatever it takes to get you. Love has blinded my conscience. I know I have gone too far, but I still hope that you can forgive me. This jade pendant was left to me by my mother." My mother told me that when she met her favorite woman, she would give this jade pendant to her. I have kept it on my body for 16 years, and today I will give it to you.”

Girls always have an inexplicable dependence on their first man. Yin Qianqian was moved to tears, and the emotion in her heart spread and skyrocketed, and she choked up in Yang Lin's arms.