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The First Champion Chapter 487

"Lu Wang, you don't need to guard tonight, you go out and sleep." Yang Lin said in a deep voice.

Lu Wang turned around in confusion, suddenly his face suddenly became enlightened, he got up, touched the knife and said in a low voice: "Young Zai, are you going to kill someone?"

"Get out, get out, I will definitely bring Lu Qian out next time."

Lu Wang, who was kicked out for no reason, felt very aggrieved, Lu Qian?How can he have his own skills, when he was walking on the Huaiyang Road, he saved him several times.

While scratching her head and complaining, two people approached from afar, Bingping Tingting, they were holding hands, their footsteps were a little strange, and their legs seemed to be trembling.

so nervous?Near Shaozai?Could it be an assassin?

Suspicion arose in Lu Wang, he put the plain knife in his hand in front of him, and said with a fixed gaze, "Who is here, and what is your business?"

The guards next to him couldn't stand it any longer, old man Zhu laughed, pulled him aside with his arms around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear.

Then Lu Wang said annoyedly: "Why didn't you say it earlier, no wonder Shaozai has a nose and an eye for me."

The two sisters, who had just learned that they had changed their surnames, walked to the tent with their heads down, and the lights in the big tent went out after a while.

The light rain pattered on the tent, and it was already dawn.

Yang Lin stretched his waist, stretched out his hand and touched the empty space around him, only the remaining temperature, reminding himself that there used to be someone here.

Yang Lin wiped his face and muttered, "Lu Wang is really accurate, it's raining."

After autumn rain and cold, they put on a robe and sat on the edge of the bed. Yang Mo'er and Yang Ke'er heard the movement, came over with a wooden basin and toiletries, and waited on the bedside.

One after the other, she fell in front of Yang Lin, and Ying said: "My lord, this servant will wait for you to get up."

The two delicate flowers let him pick whatever he wanted, and he said nice words and flattery, a man would naturally have some love and affection, and Yang Lin was no exception.

When they came, they must have been ordered by the tribe, and they behaved like slaves in Tang Dynasty, but they were neither fish nor fowl.

Watching the two show the softness and gentleness that the tribe's Muai boys have never seen before, and the shyness of their eyebrows and eyes looks like a delicate and shy concubine, Yang Lin smiled and coaxed a few words.Let them help themselves to wash and dress clumsily, and then come in a few of their sisters' original maids to serve them to pack the bedding.

An elderly woman cut off two pieces of blood-stained fabric and said with a smile, "They are Han people, they are particular about this."

The two sisters looked at each other and lowered their heads shyly.

Yang Lin came out a long time ago, and sure enough there was a chill in the air. Fortunately, he had the Uighur's unique lapel bijia inside, so he didn't feel cold.

Lu Wang handed over a coir raincoat and said, "Master, it's finally getting colder. Xu Shuwei said that this time the plague is afraid of the cold, and it seems that it can be controlled better."

Yang Lin nodded happily. Controlling the epidemic is the most important thing right now.Some epidemics are afraid of cold, and some epidemics are afraid of heat. Now it seems that it is better to be afraid of cold. After all, it is close to the grassland, and the temperature will drop immediately in autumn.

After standing for a while, Yang Ye, who had been waiting in the distance, ran over quickly.With a smile on his face, he said: "Sir, it's raining again, why don't you stay in our Yeluo tribe for one more day."

Yang Lin nodded, and said, "The water and grass here are not very abundant. Instead of continuing to graze, it is better to build a small city."

Yang Ye's eyeballs were almost red, his heart beat faster, and he wanted to prick his ears up to listen.Once the city is built, he is also the lord of the city.The strength of my own tribe is not good, and the pastures they occupy must be very poor.

Yang Lin continued: "The tea horse trade road is becoming more and more prosperous, and the roads in Jingzhao Mansion are blocked. It is better to divert them here and go to Hedong, Hebei, and Youyan in the cloud. These places along the way are extensively constructed and built cities."

Even those as strong as Dangxiang and Hexi Uyghur are all in the same city. These people are in a competitive relationship with each other, and no one has the opportunity to occupy a lot of resources.

This move fundamentally cut off the signs of someone gradually growing and threatening the imperial court. The resources in the Northwest can be said to be completely at the mercy of Yang Lin, Song Jiang and others, which is why the heroes of the Northwest bow their heads and obey their ears.

The destruction of Xixia and Daliao, and the 200-year civil war in Tubo made these places no longer have a force that could gather a group of people.This was the time when the foreign race in the Northwest was at its weakest, and Yang Lin grasped the timing just right.

From this point of view, Yang Lin's current prestige in the northwest is really similar to that of Khitan and Xiren who were intimidated by Anlu Mountain in the northeast.

Break them with strength, and then tame them with profit, put a tight band on this group of brave and good fighters.

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In Jingchu province, Yin Muhong frowned, the development of the situation was far beyond his expectation.

I didn't expect the cult to develop so fast this time, the more in-depth investigation, the more terrifying it will be.

He has already grasped the crux of the matter. After losing power, the Jiangnan gentry group did not die down and became obedient citizens of the Song Dynasty under the rule of the Shaozai.

They are willing to try any means, and they will not hesitate to use all means to resist.

Li Tongzhi, married Jurchen, and even contributed money to support cults.

Most of the religious believers are mountain people living in a difficult life. These people don't know what to do. After being bewitched, they often deny their relatives and use cruel methods.As long as the Maitreya envoy gives an order, they can raise the butcher's knife to their close relatives without blinking an eye, just because they don't believe in Maitreya and King Ming.

And with the huge wealth invested by a large number of gentry, it is equivalent to adding fuel to the fire.

In the compound in front of you, there are tragic corpses everywhere, some limbs were smashed, some seven orifices were gouged out, some were naked and decomposed, all of which were done by Maitreya believers.

This rather extravagant mansion was turned upside down, and all the money was swept away.

Yin Muhong stepped into the living room. In the middle of the hall, there was a circle of heads, and a wooden Buddha in the middle, with his chest bare and his arms glaring angrily.

"Wang Jingang!"

Chapter 552 Honors and Military Spirit

Two Zhejiang Provinces, Taiping Prefecture.

Inside the cave on Qingxi Mountain, the lights were dim.

This is the place where Fang La died. Countless heroes of that day followed him and died by committing suicide.

Ming Wang Fang La, although short-sighted and not deep in the city, did not have the temperament and ability to accomplish great things.But he is universal, generous, heroic, and heroic. I don't know how many men are heartbroken by him and are willing to follow him to death.

In the area of ​​Qingxi Mountain, since Fang La's death, it is said that ghosts and wolves are often howling in this continuous cave, and the locals dare not approach easily.

At this time, a group of people gathered in the cave. The leader was dressed in brocade clothes. His clothes were neatly tidied and his face was spotless. It was Gu Nanshan from the wealthy Gu family in the south of the Yangtze River.

He escaped from Hangzhou that day, but he couldn't be tracked down. He didn't expect to hide here.

The Gu family's family wealth is too large. At its peak, there were more than 50 officials above the prefect in the family.

Even though he was in exile, he was still so rich and his servants were like a cloud.

In the cave, everyone looked at Wang Jingang in the middle, who was lobbying the remnants of the Ming religion and the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River.

"At the time when the nations were fighting for supremacy, the Qin State had strong soldiers and strong horses, and the strength of the six poor countries was invincible. However, at the Mianchi meeting, within five steps of Lin Xiangru, the King of Qin could beat the fou. What's the reason for this? The timing is good, and the wrath of a man is also the same. It can change the world."

Wang Jingang looked around and continued: "Now the Great Song Dynasty seems to be powerful, but it is militaristic and makes enemies everywhere. There are Jiaozhi in the south, Dajin in the north, a group of tigers and wolves in the west, and wars with the Champa people in the South China Sea.

Think about it carefully, everyone, what is the difference between this and Emperor Sui Yang? We will rise up and rebuild a prosperous Tang Dynasty, because there is nothing impossible. "

Gu Nanshan hated Yang Lin the most. He was a good Gu family, and he hid his head and tail when he suppressed him. He felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

He clapped his hands and said: "Okay, what Wang Jiaozhu said is right. Yang Lin's perverse behavior made people panic. I think it is a bit like Wang Mang in the Han Dynasty. This is the authentic way of killing, and it will be overthrown sooner or later. As soon as possible You can also be the first in the world if you start an incident.