martial law

"I don't care about anything else, no matter what, King Zhao of the Kingdom of Jin can't have any accidents in the Song Dynasty, so please forgive me, brother Lu.

Otherwise, your Taihu bandits are just suffering from scabies, which can be determined in ten days. "

This man has a violent aura, he is worthy of being a general who has been killed from the battlefield after hundreds of battles.

At this time, the words were sonorous, and there was infinite murderous aura rushing towards his face, but he didn't care about Yang Lin's previous reputation at all.

No one is allowed to refute rebellion.

He is a man of his word.

"Okay, this is the first time I've seen such a heroic person among the officials of the Song Dynasty. I just said this to you. If I don't show my hand today, I, Lu Guanying, don't know Taishan."

Yang Lin stopped laughing, stretched out his hand, and the chopsticks on the table shot towards Meng Gong like sharp arrows.

"Tips for carving insects."

Meng Gong chuckled, and with a slight vibration of the spear in his hand, it exploded into an arc, and the air buzzed.

The bamboo chopsticks Yang Lin shot just flew halfway, and was blown to pieces by the wind of his gun.

At the same time, arrows outside the window were like locusts, covering Yang Lin's table like a torrential rain.

"Protect the general."

"Catch the thieves..."

Rumbling, from the long street, near the doors and windows, densely packed elite soldiers rushed up.

Without saying a word, it was the rain of arrows attacking.

"You have a lot of people today, so I will let you get three points."

Yang Lin sneered and didn't bother anymore.

With a casual flip, the desktop covered the rain of arrows like a curtain.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he put it on Huang Rong's arm, dragging her like lightning and thunder, and bullied Meng Gong.

Ignoring the opponent's spear blade that bloomed like a pear blossom, he just punched out.

The edge of the fist was like chopping waves, and the round and cone-like spear blade, when Yang Lin punched it down, it was like a poisonous snake being hit seven inches, with no power at all.

Under a huge blow.

The gun barrel rebounded into a circle...

With a buzzing sound, the end of the gun hit Meng Gong's chest upside down, causing his heart shield to shatter into eight pieces. He spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and flew backwards on his back.

Yang Lin laughed loudly: "I thought, you are really invulnerable? But that's all. If you dare to attack my Taihu Water Village, believe it or not, I will kill Meng's house and kill you all?"

As soon as he punched out, his figure moved forward and backward like the wind. With the rebound force of the spear, he stomped continuously, dragging Huang Rong like he was dragging a kite.

Pass through the back window, land a few ups and downs, and disappear in the distance along the river.

After running for a while, Huang Rong began to struggle, and said softly, "Let me go, I will walk by myself."

"Oh."

Only then did Yang Lin come to his senses, and quickly let go of his hand.

He saw that Huang Rong's earlobe, which could not be concealed by black stains, was already blood red.

The tentacles are like gelatin, after all, the opposite is already a big girl.

Regardless of whether she is brave or not, she is still shy in her heart after all if she is pretending to be a man.

He shook his head, turned around and went to look for the white horse left outside the city.

"I'm going back, little brother, do you want to stay in Jiaxing, or go all the way north?"

"Forget it, the general looks so fierce, it will definitely be troublesome to go back...

I'd better go to the north. I heard that Shangjing, the central capital, is the most prosperous place, so I want to see it.

However, I'm surprised, he threatened you like that just now, why didn't you think of killing him? "

With Huang Rong's sharp eyesight, she could of course see that before Yang Lin left, he was indeed merciful.

"Why should I kill him? This man is a rare general in both civil and military skills in the Song Dynasty. He will be needed to lead the army in the future, defend the territory and expand the frontier. He is a figure like Yue Wumu.

It's just that he is still young and energetic at this time, unaffected...

As long as he knows that his martial arts and military might are not enough to rely on, he should think more about his actions and look at the overall situation, that's fine. "

"I didn't expect that you, a big thief, still have a heart of worrying about the country and the people."

Huang Rong thought about it for a second, and immediately understood what Yang Lin was struggling with.

Because he cherished the Song Dynasty and didn't want to hurt the rare generals in the Song family, even if his family suffered a little grievance, he didn't mind it.

Compared with his personal bravery... His act of showing weakness and running away is even more admirable.

Thinking of the leader of the Taihu Lake who was in front of Nanhu Lake, so angry that he was so angry that he dared to fight to the death with four world-class evil masters.

Then look at the young man with a gentle smile and a big heart in front of him.

For a moment, Huang Rong felt that the figure of the other party was getting taller and taller, and she couldn't see clearly at all.

"Let's go, I will send you off for thousands of miles, and I will have to say goodbye eventually, little brother, take care of yourself along the way."

Yang Lin reached out and took out an ingot of gold from his pocket, and threw it over.

"Remember to see you in the future, please invite me to taste your craftsmanship."

Before the words fell, he jumped on the horse.

The sound of hoofbeats is already far away.

Huang Rong took Jin Jin, opened her mouth, wanted to shout, but didn't say a word.

Looking back at Jiaxing, I also left north without looking back.

……

In the Drunken Immortal Building.

Meng Gong's face was pale, and he finally got up.

Looking down, the fragments of the heart guard fell to the ground with a crash...

He touched his chest, and found that he was only shaken, vomited blood and injured, but it didn't really hinder him much.

Standing where he was, he took a deep breath for a while, then suppressed the nausea in his heart, and slowly moved forward, picking up the spear on the ground.

It was discovered that the gun blade made of [-]-forged fine steel had been curled up.

The barrel of the gun, which is as thick as a duck egg, is also curved into an arc, with dense fist marks on it.

"What a hard fist, what a lot of power."

A flash of astonishment flashed in Meng Gong's eyes, he was silent for a while, and waved his hand: "Retreat."

……

Wanyan Honglie sat in the room, listening to the news from outside the door.

He was stunned for a while, then stood up, and said to Peng Lianhu and the others: "Let's go, leave today, return to Shangjing early, we can't stay here any longer."

"Yes, my lord is wise."

Peng Lianhu and the others quickly laughed and complimented.

They are actually very guilty.

The point is that Sha Tongtian's death that day really scared them.

It's okay to protect the sixth prince and run errands for him.

However, it is not worthwhile to fight to the death with the kind of master who is not easy to mess with at first glance.

They are here for wealth, not for death.

Just think about it, if the other party stares at you day and night, let alone a few of you.

Even if one person is missing, they are not sure that they can handle it.

It may be difficult to kill the prince in the army, but it is not too difficult to kill one of them under surprise attack.

They can't keep vigilant all the time, can't they, are people living those days?

……

In the evening of that day, the sixth prince of the Kingdom of Jin, Yan Honglie, set off for the north.

And Yang Lin, after hearing the news, also started to prepare his luggage.

He is going to Zhongnan Mountain.

For the agreement with Wang Chuyi, there is no fixed date for the time being, it doesn't matter if it is earlier or later.

However, when he saw his younger sister Lu Xiaowan, who was originally a lively and lovely little girl, become a sick medicine jar, he felt uncomfortable.

I thought in my heart that I should learn Quanzhen internal strength and innate strength as soon as possible.

It will be able to get rid of the lesions for her one day earlier and let her recover.

Chapter 164

Yang Lin went all the way north, and he was not in a hurry on the way.

Just stop and go, feed the horses and stay in the store.

It took more than half a month to reach the boundary of Jingzhao Mansion.

The folk customs here are different from those in the south of the Yangtze River.

The Kingdom of Jin ruled for a long time, and most of the nobles of the Jin Dynasty were superior. The common people of Han did not regard themselves as people of the Song Dynasty, but instead regarded themselves as people of the Kingdom of Jin.

Even if life is poor and unbearable, it is just resignation, and there is not much resistance.

Seeing it, Yang Lin couldn't help shaking his head.

I know that this place has actually been naturalized by the Kingdom of Jin for a long time, and has long lost its foundation of popular support.

Even if the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty fought across the river, it would take a lot of effort to rule here.

Because the people of this generation, as well as the people of the previous generation, only know that there is Jin but not Song.

How do you make them cherish their homeland?

At the same time, he also completely understood.

Why did some Quanzhen sect disciples, including Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji, have their own standpoints during the Song-Jin war, and why some traitors appeared one after another when they resisted the Mongol Yuan.

It is impossible to analyze people's hearts at this time with the eyes of future generations.

Because some of them were not from the Song Dynasty.

I have been a golden man since the day I was born. I was born here and grew up here. I was ruled by the golden man. I have very little concept of the nation and the country, so naturally I don't have so many feelings.

What's more, Quanzhen Sect is a sect of the world, and most of them still pay attention to a secluded world.

At most, he thinks about how to carry forward the sect and live up to the prestige of his predecessors.

I really can't arouse too much interest in the mundane affairs of the world, the family and the world.

This is the same as Huang Rong and Yang Lin discussing the Song-Jin war and the Mongol threat in the shop.

The little girl Pianzi has lived on Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea since she was a child, and she knows neither Jin nor Song.

Not to mention having too much affection for the court and officials.

She can comment on the national war very plainly, just like an outsider, without too much bias at all.

Because, she is from Peach Blossom Island, to be precise, from overseas.

Since childhood, he was influenced by Huang Yaoshi, a person who is both righteous and evil, who does not follow the etiquette and don't talk about the righteousness of the family and the country.

Naturally, it is self-centered.

Therefore, the ass decides the position, and cannot judge the good and evil of these ancients with their own ideas.

Of course, Yang Lin's trip to Zhongnan did not come to study these important affairs of his family and country.

He came to learn art.