The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 524

Yang Lin untied the quilt and hugged her in his arms, it was rare for the whole family to share the happiness of family.

After a while, Su Ningxiang came with Yang Tianxian in her arms. Seeing that her father treated her differently, Su Ningxiang stood there and called Master, and Yang Tong just responded casually.

When I was with Zheng Yunyao, it was completely different, and this is also a common problem in this era.

With Yang Tong's status there, he would naturally not be too polite to his son's concubine, but Zheng Yunyao was different, it was his family, his daughter-in-law.

Yang Lin stretched out his hand, called Su Ningxiang to her side, patted her side, and said in a low voice, "Sit here."

"Master is here, it's fine for me to stand." Su Ningxiang smiled from the corner of her eyes, feeling warm in her heart.

At this time, Qin Qingqing came in with the medicine. After Su Ningxiang took it, she squatted on the ground and blew gently on it spoon by spoon to feed Yang Lin the medicine.

Yang Lin took Tianxian from her arms, wrapped the two daughters in his little quilt, only showing the two small heads, and said with a smile: "There is another daughter who is being raised in the outer courtyard, and I will pick it up tomorrow. See you, Dad."

The room was full of Yingying and Yanyan, and Yang Tong was a little dizzy. He didn't have the skills of his own son, so he quickly stood up and gave each of the three grandchildren a string of pearl necklaces.

Yang Tong said with a smile: "Although our Song Dynasty fought fiercely with the Jurchens, I did have a few Jurchen friends back then. They gave this to them. The people in that place are tough and strong, and their Dongzhu , most suitable for children to wear."

"What's the name of your friend?"

Yang Tong thought for a while, and said: "It's been too long, it seems that the patriarch of a tribe, what is his name Wu Qimai, that guy is really capable. We brothers and he cherish each other. At that time, we were hunting bears in the forest. Hu, how happy! When we parted, he said that he had been bullied for a long time and was going to fight, so he gave me a pot of Dongzhu and a Haidongqing, and we gave him a Japanese sword."

Su Ningxiang fed Yang Lin the medicine and almost choked, "Wu Wu begging for money?"

"You have some skills, and you have great skills. Dad, your whole life has been so wonderful."

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5 Chapter Ninety-Two

New Year's Day has arrived, and as usual, the emperor brings his ministers to sacrifice to heaven, and then has a seven-day holiday.

During the sacrifice to heaven, Yang Lin excused his illness and did not come, so he stayed with his relatives at the mansion.

This year, the weather is good, the auspicious snow covers the ground, and there are constant auspicious signs everywhere.But Zhao Si, who presided over the sacrifice to heaven, was not in the slightest happy mood, and returned to the palace early after the routine work was generally completed.

It was a rare visit to the Daqing Palace. Zhao Si hadn't made an early court for a long time. It wasn't that he was lazy and didn't want to have an early court, but that he had gradually canceled this court meeting.

The officials tacitly agreed not to come, and dealt with government affairs in their respective government offices, and everything was in order, as if the emperor was just a clay statue in the deep palace.

Looking at the snowflake-like letters and memorials, Zhao Si already understood in his heart that this world no longer belongs to Zhao Song.

There is no one who dares to speak out against the military, civilian, and military forces in the world, and even if there is, they are very light-hearted.

On the first day of the first month of the third year of Xuanhe, the emperor ordered that Bai Shizhong, who wrote the book of Zhongshu, discuss in Mingtang that Sikong should be inspected and Yang Lin should be killed less.

All the procedures had been prepared a long time ago, and it took less than half a day to complete the procedures step by step with the emperor's order.

The Ministry of Etiquette finally submitted that Young Zai Yang Lin had made meritorious deeds in pacifying Cochin, and please make him king of Yue.

In the Daqing Palace, Zhao Si looked at the official document, feeling helpless in his heart.

It was not without reason that Yang Lin chose him in the first place. This Zhao Si was not someone with high ambitions. He grew up in Bianliang and was not raised as a prince since he was a child.

After the elder brother succeeded to the throne, there were still a few princes left, and he was the younger brother of the emperor, so there was no possibility of inheriting the throne at all.

An idle prince, he spends his whole life with his wives, concubines and friends, drinking, having fun, and being rich and honored.This is what Yang Lin values. If something really happens, he doesn't have the courage to give it a go.

Even Cao Mao, who is broken and jaded, is not as good as him. He will probably choose to endure it and be a noble and idle king.

Just like the Chai family, Zhao Kuangyin made a good start in this regard, and he can be regarded as a descendant of Fuyan.He himself treated the Chai family kindly, and Yang Lin would follow suit and be lenient towards the Zhao family.

Now that such a heavy event is on his head, Zhao Si has nothing to do, he can't even pass on the message.

As long as Yang Jian disagrees, he doesn't even know what's going on outside the palace.The Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Department of the Imperial City are like two iron gates guarding the Imperial City.

People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out. The Song Dynasty, which is full of flowers and brocades, is developing and changing with each passing day, except for the ten-mile imperial city.

Picking up the jade seal at hand, and covering it on the document mountain, Yang Jian, who was waiting by the side, couldn't wait to step forward, holding the imperial edict respectfully.

"Officials, if there is nothing else, this old slave will go to Zhaodefang to announce the decree?"

Yang Jian was not disrespectful at all, it is not impossible to be mean and ungrateful at this time, but Yang Jian is too lazy to do so.

Firstly, his disposition is not so dark, and secondly, there is no need for it. Several generations of Zhao family kings have treated him kindly, especially the one in Duiyu Tower.

The folks and courtiers also generally viewed Song Dynasty in the same way. The Zhao family didn't have any bad feelings, and of course they couldn't have any good feelings.

Zhao Song has been in the world for so many years, and he has done a lot of dirty things. The only people who really praise them are those scholar-bureaucrats.

Of course, the scholars and bureaucrats supported by the power of the world are very satisfied with the Zhao officials.It's a pity that this group of people is dead and demoted, and they are no longer useful.

Zhao Si was silent for a while, feeling a little unwilling in his heart, and more of a fear of the future, things were heading towards that terrible end step by step, and he couldn't do anything.

Looking at Yang Jian, the old slave was still kind and respectful, as if he was still facing the rich emperor. Zhao Si shook his head and said, "Go."

Holding the imperial edict, Yang Jian exited the Daqing Hall. In the empty hall, needles could be heard falling.

An unspeakable desolation surged into Zhao Si's heart, the foundation of his ancestors was about to disappear.

The resplendent and resplendent hall more and more brought out his sadness at this time, Zhao Si suddenly had an idea.

Was the Empress Dowager Fu holding the young emperor in her arms the same state of mind she is in now?

There were a few wry smiles floating in the hall

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In Zhaodefang, there are lights and festoons.

The New Year has come, and the outer courtyard is extremely lively. Passing through the square full of carriages, several servants helped Yang Jian to get off the carriage.

Glancing at the familiar three words Zhaodefang, Yang Jian laughed unknowingly, and the little servant beside him bent over to help him, and said with a smile, "Master, what are you laughing at?"

"It's been a long time since a different surname became a king. How lucky our family is to be able to read the imperial edict."

After entering the courtyard, all the servants recognized Yang Jian, and Yang Lin came out after a while.

Now it's the middle of winter, Yang Lin is wearing a stone blue fur, which looks more luxurious.

"Brother Yang, have a healthy and healthy New Year!" Yang Lin greeted the New Year beamingly.

Yang Jian returned the salute with a smile, and after a while rushed out of his sleeve and pulled out a paper of imperial edict.

Yang Lin took it over to have a look, and said with a smile: "Brother, why did you send this imperial edict without promulgating it?"

The edict was to be straight-faced and show the majesty of the royal family. Of course Yang Jian refused. He laughed a few times and said, "Congratulations to the king of Yue, congratulations to the king of Yue, he has been granted the title of Bachelor of Longtu Pavilion, doctor of Zijin Guanglu, and a thousand-five-hundred-year-old Shiyi." Households, [-] households are actually sealed. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there is no one and only pillar of the country, which is worthy of this king."