Wang Lin glanced at him and said indifferently: "Your Highness Nine, Wang Yun almost burned the officials and civil and military ministers of the court to death in the palace on the day of the rebellion. If I hadn't led my army to risk my life to suppress the rebellion, I was afraid that the Song Dynasty would have changed.
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"Before the rebellion, Concubine Wang and King Su hid in Prince Yun's mansion and protected him heavily... If you want to say that King Su did not participate in the chaos at all, do you believe it?"
Zhao Gou's face was stunned.
"In fact, it's nothing to succeed and defeat the enemy. King Yun is dead, and the officials are not as good as the rest. The officials are soft-hearted and keep their lives. However, I have always been worried that Zhao Shu will not give up... So, you must tell him for peace of mind for me.
In Qingzhou, you can be a man with your tail between your legs, and you may have a day to make a comeback in the future."
"Otherwise, you can only die without a burial place! Don't use the guise of princes and nobles everywhere. Dozens of princes and thousands of royal families in Tokyo, one or two, three or five, don't you think of it!"
Zhao Gou sweated coldly on his back.
He hesitated for a while, and said lightly: "I will tell my fifth brother what the master said and advise him to be content with the status quo. Now that things have come to this, it would be great to be able to save your life. Can you think about it again?"
"My mother said..."
Wang Lin looked up at Zhao Gou. The child star Zhao Gou was good at performing and smiled: "My mother said, "My father ordered me to treat my master as my father. In the future, I will be in Qingzhou. I will ask my master to teach Gouer strictly at all times and everywhere!"
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Zhao Gou bowed and bowed.
His voice "Gou'er" made Wang Lin's scalp numb.
"My mother also said that if the prince is free, please move to her residence. She wants to talk to you about me."
"I will go, build..."
Wang Lin hesitated for a while, but the "Gou'er" finally didn't shout, "If you want to go to the army to experience it, you can do it. I will discuss it with my mother for two days, and then send you to Dengzhou agent.
How about I inspect the coastal defense?”
Zhao Gou was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master, Gouer is very grateful!"
Wang Lin held his forehead with his hand and sighed, "Forget it, don't say that in the future, I don't have a son as old as you!"
Zhao Gou's face turned red and he looked at Wang Lin indifferently.
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When Hua Rong came to meet, Wang Lin and Hua Rong talked about the government affairs of Qingzhou and several other states, and then went to Huifangyuan.
Yan Xijiao stood at the gate of the garden and saw Wang Lin walking slowly, wearing a python robe and a golden crown on his head, with awesome momentum, and a bitterness appeared in his heart.
She was taken over by Wang Lin very early, but unfortunately, Wang Lin never touched her again since then.
She knew that she was humble, and she was not as close as Pan Jinlian and Wang Lin in love with each other in times of hardship. As more and more beautiful women in the mansion, she complained about herself all the time. Although she was unwilling to be just a maid with a wife, she felt that her future was bleak.
Wang Lin stopped at first sight when he saw her.
The woman's star eyes were as vague as paint, and her breasts were as delicate as fat. Her eyes dodged, wanting to see him, but she didn't dare to look at him. The fear, joy and confusion in her eyes were intertwined.
Wang Lin chuckled, "Xijiao."
This gentle call from Yan Xijiao was like thunder. She looked up at Wang Lin suddenly, and the complex emotions in her eyes had been replaced by two tears.
Wang Lin held her in his arms and instantly slapped her peach: "If you want to see me in the future, go to the study openly. Why do you do hiding? If you don't work in the future, go to my study to serve you.
When I was there, I sang songs and played the piano for me.”
Yan Xijiao cried with joy.
He immediately ran back and shouted, "Madam, the prince is here!"
Wang Lin looked at her back and smiled slightly.
Yan Xijiao is actually a humble girl with a little ambition and unwillingness to be inferior to others.
You should not be too favored, but you should not be neglected.
The palace of a county prince can still accommodate a thoughtful Yan Xijiao.
Pan Jinlian brought Li Ping'er and Pang Chunmei to greet her. Wang Lin walked over and hugged Pan Jinlian in front of the three girls. He immediately hugged her, regardless of the exclamation of Pang Chunmei and Li Ping'er behind her.
, went straight into the bedroom and closed the door tightly.
Pang Chunmei pouted: "It's over, it's closed again!"
Li Ping'er entered the mansion late and stayed with Pan Jinlian for a short time. In fact, she was not very familiar with Wang Lin. She hesitated and said: "It's not dark yet. The prince and his wife are like this..."
Yan Xijiao covered her mouth and smiled: "Pinger, you came late, I don't know, the prince and his wife, but no matter day or night, the door is closed, it's going to be night, Chunmei, you and Sister Pinger go to rest
,I'm guarding outside the door."
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The spring breeze is happy to meet each other several times, and everything is in the words of no words.
Pan Jinlian curled up naked in Wang Lin's arms, drawing circles on his chest with her slender hands. This was her habitual movement to express her intimacy, which reminded Wang Lin of the past of the two in Qinghe County.
The girl has been with him since he was in prison. The two of them have been together in trouble and have gradually become today.
He is already the most precious prince of Bohai County.
There are more and more women around me.
And she is still the same Pan Jinlian.
Wang Lin hugged her tightly, feeling a little ashamed.
"Linlang, Sister Yan'er has her body, and Sister Zhenniang has her, but why can't I get pregnant..."
Pan Jinlian said quietly.
Wang Lin chuckled: "It's good to go with the flow. Of course, it's good to have it. Whether it's men or women, they are our children, and I will like it. But if it doesn't, it doesn't matter, you will still be the unique golden lotus in my heart."
"Hmph, stop coaxing me. I am not Pan Jinlian of the past. How many people can you leave to me with such a lot of people?"
"Well, you are indeed not Pan Jinlian of the past, but a second-rank imperial concubine. Tsk, after getting the imperial imperial decree, it seems that it is really different. It's big, big..."
Pan Jinlian was instantly happy and turned over and rode on Wang Lin: "There is a blue smoke coming from my ancestral grave... So what about the prince? I ride you like! Drive!"
The two of them said these unreliable and crappy love words, making Yan Xi outside the door blush with a pretty face. He thought that the prince's ability to coax women is really amazing. Could it be that even Murong Wan'er and others can be willing to do it.
He worked hard.
But Wang Lin said again: "Jinlian, there is no one to serve me in my study. Why not transfer Xijiao to me?"
When he heard about himself, Yan Xijiao immediately raised her ears and pressed her head against the door.
"Xijiao has long been yours. You can't let her go. But Linlang, should you consider Chunmei? She has been with us for a few years. You never want to.
She is strong-willed and can't speak, and she's always bitter in her heart."
Wang Lin smiled: "Is that serious?"
"She is not young anymore. If you don't want her, I can't keep her by my side as a living room, otherwise how can she get married in the future?"
As Pan Jinlian was talking, the topic suddenly turned to Li Qingzhao again. However, before he could say a few words, Yan Xijiao closed her mouth after hearing her "whimper", and then the waves were surging.
Yan Xijiao's face turned red. She couldn't hold on anymore, so she hurried back to the room and called Pang Chunmei out, ran to the woodshed to take a shower and change her dress.
Murong Wan'er hurriedly walked into the garden. Pang Chunmei did not dare to be negligent, so she immediately went up to worship and said, "I have met Madam Murong."
Murong Wan'er chuckled and waved her hand and said, "Miss Chunmei, can the prince and sister Jinlian be there? I have an urgent matter to report!"
Pang Chunmei's pretty face turned and pointed at Pan Jinlian's dormitory.
Murong Wan'er didn't care either. She walked up and was about to knock on the door when she suddenly heard something was wrong inside and blushed.
She wanted to retreat, but considering that the information was urgent, Wang Lin was paying attention to it, so she gritted her teeth and stood at the door deliberately and shouted at Pang Chunmei: "Miss Chunmei, where are Sister Jinlian and the Prince?"
Pang Chunmei also shouted loudly: "My Lady Murong, my wife and the prince are farming in the room."
"Farm?" Wang Lin's face froze. His lethality was too strong, so he had to turn over and fall.
Pan Jinlian laughed: "This dead girl, full of Hu Chai!"
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"I can't afford to disturb the prince." Murong Wan'er chuckled softly, Xiao Qiong's nose couldn't help but twitch gently, her face flushed. The smell in the room was too heavy.
"Wan'er has something to do with me?" Wang Lin is now thick-skinned. Anyway, he is constantly comforting himself. As the prince of the Song Dynasty, compared with those Tokyo's powerful people, he does not have many wives and concubines around him.
"Prince, news came from the Liao territory that the Jin people took action in advance and occupied Liao Zhongjing!"
Wang Lin's expression changed, he stood up and pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Wan'er, continue talking!"
"The Emperor Agu of Jin ordered Wanyan Gao to be the commander of the internal and external army, Wanyan Yu and Wanyan Zonghan were the deputy commanders, and led the army southward to attack Zhongjing. The Liao people had no fighting spirit, and before the Jin army arrived, they burned straw and grain and prepared to prepare
The people were moved to escape. Then, the Jin army occupied Zezhou."
"Now, the Jin people have attacked Bei'anzhou, Songting Pass and Gubeikou. The Liao emperor fled north. The Jin people divided one to control Hebei remotely, and the other to chase the Liao emperor to Yuanyangju."
Wang Lin sighed.
The time when the Jin people took over Zhongjing was one year earlier than the original historical trajectory.
The Liao people collapsed without fighting, and the Jin people had occupied some part of Yanyun, Hebei. Next, will they form an alliance with the Song Dynasty and fight against Liao together?
The possibility is not high.
As soon as he thought about this, Wang Lin couldn't help but sweat.
At this time, a series of uprisings in the late Northern Song Dynasty had not yet erupted, such as Fang La in Liangzhe, Gaotuo Mountain in Hebei, and Zhang Wanxian in Shandong.
If the Jin people destroyed Liao in advance and attacked Song in large numbers, and then the internal circulation broke out again, under internal and external troubles, the Song Dynasty might have perished faster!
"Wan'er, how is Yanyun's Yelu Dashi's situation?"
"Yelu Dashi still occupies Yanjing, but I think that with Yelu Dashi's only 50,000 troops, he could not stop the Jin people from going south."
"Wan'er, call Yan Qing here quickly!" Wang Lin's face was gloomy, and he didn't care about anything else. He hurriedly took Murong Wan'er to the front yard study room.
Pan Jinlian sighed: "Okay, the prince is gone, Ping'er, Chunmei, you guys, go what you should do. By the way, Xijiao, the prince said to transfer you to the study room to serve him, you go, but
If the prince has such a big discussion as today, you'd better avoid it, do you understand?"