The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

These people didn't come back to be their own obedient citizens, they wanted to rebel against themselves under the leadership of Cui Hongxu, the son of the down-and-out family.

This is a life-and-death struggle, and the Song army on the other side clearly has the attitude of watching a drama.

In fact, in the War to Exterminate Gold, the Goryeo civilian husbands contributed a lot, but the Han people have always been nostalgic, and they tend to favor these civilian husbands more in their hearts.

An open area was opened up by the Song army to make it easier for the peasants to return to Korea.Now as a buffer zone, the two sides are murderous, staring at each other.

The soldiers under Yang Ziqian have already stretched their bows and set their bows, aiming at these people who have been away from their homeland for two years.

As long as the Song army withdrew, Yang Ziqian gave an order, and there would be a bloody killing.

Cui Hongxu pushed aside the people in front of him and walked in the front.He was tall and burly, and his past few years of civil service had made his fair skin tanned, making him even more heroic.

The clothes on his body are also ordinary civilian husband's clothes. Although they are tattered and have many patches, they are clean and tidy.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of Song Jun, Koryo officers and soldiers, and civilian husbands, he walked forward slowly.

The Koryo people, who were originally cowardly by nature, were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. When they saw the son of a noble family, they were willing to walk in front of the untouchables.This unprecedented strange event greatly stimulated their nerves.

It seemed that the cowardice, humbleness and timidity engraved in his bones disappeared for a moment.

A man, shouting exaggeratedly, trotted up to him, protecting him tightly.

The young general of the Song army who was in charge of escorting them couldn't bear to look any longer, and when he turned his head, there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

What he can do is to order the troops to withdraw as late as possible, but the Koryo officers and soldiers have come to urge them three times.

The young general of the Song Army scolded, "Thieves and birds, what are you urging, if it doesn't work, can I still fly over there?"

Although he scolded, he could not disobey the order of the general above. He raised his big gun and shot it. All the Song soldiers turned around and rode away.

A rain of arrows followed, with the sound of puffing into the flesh, accompanied by bursts of red mist, and the most savage fighting began.

Bianliang, inside the imperial city.

Yang Lin held the letter in his hand and read it very seriously. In front of him stood Song Jiang, Han Shizhong and Gao Bing.

After reading it, Yang Lin was silent for a while, put down the letter at random, frowned and said, "Don't look at the Korean people's despise, but when it really involves the moment of life and death, there is still some atmosphere. This battle let me see the strength of Korea clearly, If they reach out rashly, they will turn their enemies into friends, and they want to take down Koryo, but they don't know how much they will have to pay."

"Which side do you favor in this fierce battle?"

Han Shizhong said, "I'm afraid Cui Hongxu can win."

Song Jiang took it for granted, clasped his fists slightly, and said, "Then Cui Hongxu, with nearly 20 troops, what kind of force is this? We are fighting against the Jinren, and the frontier is only 40 troops. Cui Hongxu beat Yang Ziqian out of the Yalu River in the first battle." , is the proof."

Yang Lin was not like them, who simply judged their superiority in terms of combat effectiveness. A smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head and said, "In my opinion, although Cui Hongxu won for a while, it is far from crushing. With 20 of them, What to eat? Goryeo is their homeland, and what they are fighting for is to save the king and the people from the fire and water, so looting food and grass to feed the war will not work."

Han Shizhong asked in bewilderment, "So many people have conquered large counties and counties and exhausted the treasury. Are you afraid that there will be no food?"

Yang Lin laughed, and said, "Han Wu, you don't understand. Do you think there are Han clans everywhere? What big counties and counties can the Koreans have, and what kind of grain storage can they have?"

"In short, let's wait and see. If we continue to play like this, we will be able to enter the game soon."

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Chapter 755 The Spring of Sowing

In Bianliang City, the spring rain is pattering, soft as if it can be grabbed in a handful.

Under the dark sky, the raindrops gathered on the blue bricks of the eaves and trickled down the small ditch.

There were almost no pedestrians on the street, and from time to time, there were a few sporadic businessmen who braved the rain to find a hotel to stay in the city.

Suddenly, there was a rush of horseshoes, and a hundred knights rushed to the imperial city along Yuqian Street.

If there is an old resident of Bianliang, he will know that this is a person from Duwei's Mansion, a government office that once kept Bianliang silent.

In front of the imperial city, all the knights dismounted and took shelter from the rain in the promenade outside. Yin Muhong wiped the rainwater off his face and continued walking inside wearing a coir raincoat.

Inside the Hall of Chunhe, the burning agarwood exudes a strong fragrance, and the surrounding windows are all open. Yang Lin is lying on a soft bed, snoring slightly.

"Official, official..."

Yang Lin heard someone calling him in a daze, and opened his eyes to see Zhang Yichen Yixi's delicate face, two shallow willow eyebrows, a pair of full eyes, smiling like crescent moons, very pretty.

"Lingbao, don't make trouble, I want to sleep when it rains, what's wrong?"

Only then did Cai Lingbao sit up straight, and said with a smile, "The maid said that a man named Yin Muhong is coming to see you."

Yang Lin lifted the blanket on his body and felt a bit cold. It was not easy to keep up the temperature, so he said, "Let him come in and talk, Xiao Lingbao, you go behind the screen and wait for a while."

"No." Lingbao rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "I want to warm up in your bed."

After finishing speaking, he got in. It's really hard to see this petite body.

Yang Lin smiled and tugged at the thin blanket to cover her hair, and then asked the servant to bring Yin Muhong in.

Yin Muhong was completely drenched. Although he had a coir raincoat, he had been walking for too long.

He was cold all over, and when he entered the hall, the warm wind rushed towards his face.

The coir raincoat was left outside, her hair was wet, strands of it were sticking to her face, it was obvious that she had just returned from a long journey.

"I've seen the officials."

Yang Lin frowned and said, "Why don't you go back to rest and come back again, I'm afraid you'll catch the wind and cold, so what's the big deal?"

After speaking, he said to the outside: "Bring a towel for Yin Aiqing."

Yin Muhong respectfully took the towel handed over by the court lady, wiped his face symbolically, and felt a little more comfortable, and said, "Xie Guan's family, this time I'm going to Hebei, and I will draw an outline of the vicinity of Xiongxian County. I can't wait to come. Discuss with officials."

Yang Lin frowned and said: "I see, you leave the picture and go back to the house to take a bath to avoid illness. We have worked hard so far, and the internal and external surveys have been leveled, Haiyan and Heqing, it is not the time to desperately. Although this matter is important, there is no rush."

Yin Muhong was a little moved. After the official ascended the throne, he cherished his courtiers even more.

At the beginning, he ordered people around, but he really overwhelmed his face, acted swiftly and resolutely, and would be scolded if he delayed a little.

Yin Muhong secretly guessed that it was because he became the emperor after ascension to the throne, but in fact it was because Jin had already been destroyed, and Yang Lin no longer had that mountain-like pressure in his heart.

In fact, he has always been a lazy person, but he was forced by the Jurchens to run like a non-stop machine for the past ten years.

"In that case, I will come back tomorrow."

Yin Muhong took out a bamboo tube sealed at both ends from his sleeve, with waterproof kraft paper inside.After putting it down, a servant placed it on Yang Lin's dragon case, and Yin Muhong backed out.

Yang Lin drove Yin Muhong away, heaved a sigh of relief, lifted the blanket with a smile, and pulled out Lingbao who had been tickling him.

Fortunately, it was Yin Muhong who walked quickly, otherwise he would have heard a burst of charming laughter immediately, and the previous touch might have been in vain.