At the foot of the mountain, after passing Puguang Temple, I found an inn and retrieved the white horse I had stored here.
Yang Lin changed out of the Quanzhen Taoist robe and put on his own white shirt, returning to his appearance as a scholar.
With the sword on his shoulder, he let his horse go slowly, preparing to go to the capital of the Jin Kingdom and the central capital to the capital.
It was already the most prosperous place in the world, not even Lin'an of the Song Dynasty could compare with it.
Yang Lin went to Zhongdu, of course, not to see the flowers and scenery, but for other purposes.
He has not forgotten some of the grudges he had with Wanyan Honglie and the conflicts with some evil masters under him.
I believe that Wanyan Honglie will never forget it.
There is no need to put yourself in someone else's shoes on this matter.
One was the prince and the other was a water bandit. There was a conflict between the two parties. In the end, it was the prince who was so frightened that he hid in his lair.
Moreover, some masters died at the expense of soldiers and generals.
Word will get out.
This man is in great disgrace.
It is impossible to tolerate a hero like Wanyan Honglie who is determined to revive the Jin Kingdom.
He just didn't find the opportunity, and he didn't have enough grasp.
Otherwise, they would have already taken action against the Taihu Water Village and wiped out the Taihu tycoons and the Lu family's Guiyun Village from the territory of the Song Dynasty.
If Yang Lin remembers correctly, Wanyan Honglie is actually the most promising and capable clan member in the Jin Kingdom. He is said to be the most powerful and courageous in his youth.
Apart from him, the rest are basically idiots.
Wanyan Honglie not only gradually gained some military power and political voice in the Jin Kingdom, but also had great ambitions. During this time, he began to think about training troops.
The first thing is that he will gather the powerful masters in the world to take action together to plot the "Wu Mu's suicide note" left by Yue Fei before his death.
Because he heard that the set of suicide notes contained unpredictable battle formations and military strategies.
Things are actually quite funny.
A person's abilities and achievements are often best understood and most fairly evaluated by his enemies.
The Song Dynasty regarded Yue Fei as rags and rags, wearing them whenever he wanted and throwing them away whenever he wanted, not cherishing them at all.
In the end, he was directly killed.
However, it is completely different in the Kingdom of Jin.
They understood when Wanyan Wushu, their most proficient in fighting, lost consecutive battles and lost to Yue Fei with superior force.
When it comes to fighting, they really can't beat Yue Fei, they are far behind him.
What should I do if I can’t beat him?
Then kill him and learn from him.
This is what the Kingdom of Jin did.
To this day, even though Yue Fei has been dead for who knows how many years, the Kingdom of Jin has not forgotten him.
When Wanyan Honglie was under pressure from Mongolia in the north, he thought of sucking blood from the peaceful Southern Song Dynasty to make up for the losses of the Jin Kingdom.
He wanted to use war to support war, train millions of soldiers again, and then march north.
As a result, there was an urgent need for a military book that could guarantee victory, so I thought of Yue Wumu back then.
Thinking of the military books and strategies he left behind.
It would be a terrible thing to think about using the Song Dynasty's military tactics to defeat the Song Dynasty.
Yang Lin would naturally not let them succeed.
Regardless of whether it was public or private, he could not just watch Wanyan Honglie's wish come true.
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The white horse walked along the main road, but Yang Lin didn't know the exact route. He asked questions while walking, keeping the same direction.
When you are hungry, you go to the hotel to eat; when you are tired, you stop and stay...
On this day, we arrived at a place full of people and a mixture of Han and Jin people.
Listening to those weird accents, the familiar local accents gradually became more and more numerous. Yang Lin knew that this place was not far from Zhongdu.
Looking at the bustling market town in front of him, Yang Lin smelled the faint aroma of wine and meat in the air, and couldn't help but swallow.
By the way, I was on the road for two consecutive days and didn't even meet a decent store.
I eat pancakes every day and swallow them with water, and the bird has faded from my mouth.
…
Yang Lin is not the one who wronged himself.
I had plenty of money in my pocket, so I was ready to treat myself well.
After passing through the huge fur market, looking left and right, I finally found a large hotel with a high roof and broad lintels, and walked over with my horse.
At that moment, a waiter came up to take the horse's rope, not to mention feeding and washing the horse.
Another shop assistant greeted Yang Lin respectfully as he walked into the store, boasting: "Sir, what do you want to eat? I have everything that flies in the sky, swims in the water, and crawls on the ground."
There are also spirits from the north and flower carvings from the south, all of which are available..."
"Really? Then I have to try your signature dishes."
Yang Lin took two steps and stopped...
He saw a very handsome little red horse, which was eating black beans and distiller's grains. It couldn't stop, kicking its legs and meowing happily from time to time.
"Is this... a bloody horse? It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Lin's heart and he stepped into the restaurant.
I looked around, and before I could choose a table, I heard a clear and sweet voice coming from the side: "Big man, why are you here?"
Yang Lin followed the sound.
I saw a little beggar sitting on a table in the middle of the hall, with bulging cheeks and a golden hoof in his hand, gnawing happily.
There is no need to mention this image.
Her face was dirtier than when we first met her in Jiaxing.
Except for a pair of silver teeth that are still shiny, his face is covered with patches here and there, making it look like a big painted face.
Moreover, the clothes on her body were even more tattered, with silk ribbons hanging down from all sides.
If not Huang Rong, who is it?
Remember, I gave her gold in the first place, but why did she become worse and worse as time went by?
Yang Lin wanted to laugh just looking at it.
I figured it out as soon as I thought about it.
This person is not a penny-pincher. If he has money, he will definitely eat and drink all the way. He will spend it first and then beg along the road when he runs out of money.
Besides, it has been several months since we were separated from each other...
With just one pair of legs, she walked directly from Jiaxing Nanhu to Zhangjiakou near Zhongdu. She experienced many hardships on the way.
Can it not be dirty?
There was a row of dishes on her table, and sitting opposite her was a sturdy young man dressed in Mongolian clothing with a naive look on his face.
Yang Lin immediately understood that he had met Guo Jing, who was taking advantage of Huang Rong.
Seeing the legendary "famous scene", Yang Lin suddenly became interested, walked over with a smile, and said: "Little brother, why are you here?
Oh, by the way, look at my memory... You said last time that you wanted to come and see the prosperous place in Zhongdu. However, I am now even poorer than before, and I am almost naked, haha. "
Since Huang Rong didn't reveal her identity, he was happy to pretend not to know, just like Guo Jing.
He didn't believe that someone in such a big and beautiful girl's family wouldn't be able to tell.
"Come on, big man, you invited me to the Zuixian Tower last time, let's eat together.
This eldest brother is from Mongolia. He is very generous and will not care if you are an extra guest. He will eat more than he can eat. "
"Of course, of course. Eat whatever you want. Please sit down."
Guo Jing was a little reserved on the side, as if he was the guest at this table.
