The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

While thinking about it, a short and fat figure came from a distance, and he was very happy to run.

Yang Lin put down the ledger, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Song Jiang, what are you doing here in such a hurry?"

Song Jiang supported his knees and said out of breath: "Young Zai, as expected, there is something wrong with that little girl!"

"Where's the little girl?"

"What's the problem?"

"Did you catch it?"

Before Yang Lin could speak, all the cronies around surrounded him and asked questions in one go.

They didn't know the number of casualties in the bloody battle on the outskirts of Bianliang, they just thought it was a simple ambush, and they must have won a big victory, so they looked quite relaxed.

"Get the hell out of here. A group of pickled sluts will get excited. Even if they are caught, it will be Lao Tzu's."

Lu Wangdui said with a smile: "Our brothers also asked for Shaozai."

Song Jiang said with a sad expression on his face: "After listening to Shao Zai's words, my subordinates were fascinated for a while, thinking that the left and right were just merchants, so they brought a hundred brothers there. More than 40 brothers were killed, and almost everyone was injured from the villain down. We tried our best, but we only caught eight alive, including that little girl."

Yang Lin's complexion changed, the grinning smile just now disappeared completely, his eyebrows twitched and he said in a deep voice: "What's the reason, you can kill forty of my men, and escape most of them!"

Song Jiang lowered his voice, leaned closer to Yang Lin's ear, and said, "Fourth Uncle Lu said that they are a group of salt sellers from Jiangnan, and they have fought against them before."

Yang Tong and others used to be salt dealers, this matter is an absolute secret, only these few confidantes know.But in fact, it is not so taboo. There is no way to investigate this kind of thing. If anyone talks nonsense, I will insist that I am not. If you are punished for framing a court official, it does not mean who will die first.

In the final analysis, as long as Yang Lin does not lose power, this is not a problem.

"Impossible. The profit from selling salt is much higher than that of selling grain. If it is a pure salt seller, it will definitely not come to my big tent to take risks because of the purchase restriction order. At worst, it will not sell grain. There must be something hidden in it. Those who were caught alive Where is the thief, have they been interrogated?"

Yang Lin frowned secretly. These people are from Jiangnan, so they must not have anything to do with Fang La.

The power of this group of people who can suppress the overlord of private salt in the Huaihe River and Huaihe River cannot be underestimated. Looking at the entire Jiangnan Road, who else can it be except Fang La.

If this is the case, they are so impatient, are they imminent?

The more Yang Lin thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he asked Liu Qingshui to investigate in advance, who knew that after the kid stabbed the emperor, the situation took a turn for the worse.

The monarchs and ministers of this palace, giving you information has turned into a bad thing.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Jiang frowned, and said with undiminished hatred: "Young Zai, those people are still locked in our Long Live Camp. Once there is any news, the subordinates will report it. This thief woman has killed dozens of me. The man's life, this time, this bitch's flesh will be blown away!"

Yang Lin looked solemn, waved his hands and said, "This matter is no small matter, I'm afraid you can't do it, let me do it."

Chapter 127

In Xianping County, Song Jiang once again became a substitute, supervising river governance and anti-corruption by the river.

Yang Lin tidied up briefly, handed a notebook to him before leaving, and said earnestly: "Treating the river is a long-term plan, and anti-corruption is the work of the present, work hard for me, I can't treat you badly. "

Song Jiang's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't condense a single sentence out of a thousand words, so he could only clasped his fists and said, "Shao Zai, alas, I don't want to talk, I wish you a smooth journey."

Yang Lin led Lu Qian and Lu Wang away on horseback, leaving a short, black man messing about in the wind.

When Yang Lin disappeared, Song Jiang brought Yang Lin's main confidants back to the big tent, and everyone stepped forward and asked, "Brother, quickly open it and see what instructions the young master has left."

Yin Muhong leaned forward and read softly: "Except for the treacherous and evil people, some of them were captured and killed to sacrifice to heaven, and the rest of the officials, those who agree with me are honest, and those who disagree with me are greedy."

Then there is a series of detailed lists below, on which are the relationships between various officials and himself, which are all calculated by Yang Lin these days.

Old Song Jiang blushed, and hurriedly put the list into his sleeves. Fortunately, his face was dark enough for ordinary people to not see it.

Zhihe has already started, and the next thing just needs to be done step by step, Xiao Gui and Cao Sui. With the team left by Yang Lin, Song Jiang is not afraid.

After tossing back and forth, it was already dusk when Yang Lin arrived in Bianliang, so he simply returned to Zhaodefang first.

After being away from home for a long time, Yang Lin was still a little excited. He stepped into the Yang's mansion, and saw a gilded plaque hanging on the gate mountain, with the words "Yang's mansion" written on it.

Yang Lin's face was not happy, which was too low-key, and it was even more exaggerated when he walked in. On the winding road, there were silver lamps and smokers that were as tall as a person every few steps.

The originally elegant and interesting Zhaodefang has been transformed into a magnificent and gleaming vulgar nest.

Yang Lin was immediately laughed out of anger, and with a gloomy face, he passed the flower hall with a horsewhip. A bluestone road led to the left and right wing rooms, and a white wall in the middle was the inner courtyard.

After entering the inner courtyard, a few sharp-eyed little maids saw her, and just as they were about to say hello to her with a smile, they saw that their elder brother had an unkind expression.

"Call me Li Yunniang!"

Yang Lin sat down in the bedroom, and the maids in the room hid far away. After a while, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Li Yunniang rushed over.

Li Yunniang was wearing a white gauze shirt and a thread-pick skirt. She entered the room with joy in her eyes, and approached courteously to ask for a blessing.

Yang Lin stayed outside the city for a month, and when he first saw the people in the room, he lost a third of his charming air, held his horsewhip and shouted: "You are so arrogant because you are so cold and hot, I can't go out. In two months, you gave me a good Zhaodefang and changed it into Yihongyuan? Strip off my shirt and kneel down, I won’t be able to quell my anger if I don’t whip you a few times.”

Li Yunniang was stunned when she heard the words, and then she understood, and immediately called Tianqu, stepped forward and hugged Yang Lin's arm, and said, "Da Lang, if you are a slave serving Da Lang on weekdays, don't you want to offer ten for one thing? Without saving the slightest bit of affection, he would whip people with a horsewhip at every turn. The decorations in the yard, even a single stone, are not slaves, they were arranged by the master when he came back."

Upon hearing this, Yang Lin wondered, "My father is back? Why is it so fast this time? Didn't he only visit once every two or three months before?"

Yang Lin looked down, Li Yunniang, who was kneeling on the ground, looked aggrieved, patted her cheek and smiled: "My son, I scared you, I was just joking with you, where is my father?" Take me there quickly."

Yunniang wiped her tears, and Yang Lin pulled her arms up and down, rubbed her hands for a while, and then led the way blushing.

The summer clothes were light and thin, and a fitted skirt lightly wrapped the plump body of a mature woman. Following behind Yunniang, Yang Lin inadvertently caught a glimpse of her plump and round tun, round and fat, full of mature flavor.

Yang Lin, who had been away for a month, felt a little moved, stepped forward and squeezed a few times, in exchange for a coquettish sound.

Li Yunniang bit her lip, brushed the messy hair on her temples, her eyes were full of light, she turned her head in a charming manner and said, "Ancestor, what are you doing Zhang Zhi again, it's not dark yet, if people see..."

Yang Lin pinched his fingers and smiled: "I'll clean you up when I get back."

In the big courtyard of the inner courtyard, Yang Tong was playing a set of fists and kicks, his body fat was trembling, and he was sweating all over.

Yang Lin shouted hello loudly, Yang Tong smiled, turned around and said: "Lin'er, you came back just in time, I was just about to ask someone to look for you."

Yang Lin took the towel from the servant girl, squeezed the water, and asked, "Father, what's the matter?"

With a serious look on his face, Yang Tong wiped off his sweat, and said seriously: "Lin'er, when I went back to Jiangnan this time, I heard and saw a lot of things, this Jiangnan is going to be chaotic soon."

Combined with the conjectures made some time ago, Yang Lin completely believed in his father's deduction, and asked: "Father, what did you see?"

Although Yang Tong was a salt dealer, he was persecuted by corrupt officials back then and had no choice but to lead his brothers on this road. The people he hated the most in his life were people like Zhu Mian and Li Yan.

"Na Zhu Mian was in Suzhou, and Li Yan was in Hangzhou. They recruited countless rascals and abused them on Liangzhe Road. Countless ordinary people who were rectified had their wives and children separated, their families were destroyed, and everyone had a grudge against them. The people in the south of the Yangtze River believed There are not a few Ming Cultists, and it is spread everywhere that King Ming is reincarnated and will come to save the common people. I think the world of Zhao and Song Dynasties will be destroyed by Zhu and Li."

Yang Lin sat on the stone pier, closed his eyes and meditated, while Yang Tong stood aside and waited patiently.

Fang La's rebellion is already a certainty, but he never thought that what he tried his best to avoid would still happen.However, because I started the construction of Genyue Shoushan ahead of schedule, the Huashi Gang happened ahead of schedule, and this rebellion also came a few days earlier.