The further north you go, the colder it gets and the snow gets deeper.

The region is changing from warm to cold, but the time is slowly approaching spring.

When Yang Lin and his party arrived at Kaifeng Mansion, it was already mid-January, and the spring was getting cold.

The carriages and horses outside Bianliang are even more prosperous than before. Since the Yang Lin Palace incident, the people have not been affected at all, and it is more convenient for merchants.

"I'm finally back." Yang Lin stretched his muscles. Every trip was a torture. No wonder the ancients said it was difficult to travel.

The roads in this era were bumpy and bumpy, and there was no navigation. It was even more unlucky in the mountainous areas. Although there were experienced Lu Qian, Lu Wang and others, we still took some detours.

It would be great if there was a chance to clean up the roads. Yang Lin thought about it casually and immediately shook his head and gave up the idea. Building roads at this stage would cost too much money and material resources.

This is a huge and huge project. If there is no threat from the north and the economy is prosperous again, we can give it a try.

On the outskirts of Bianliang City, only a few servants from the Yang Mansion came to greet him under the leadership of Yang San.

Yang Lin specially sent someone to tell him that no officials were allowed to come to greet him. It was not because he liked to keep a low profile, but because he was too tired. Now Yang Lin just wanted to go back home, have a good sleep, and preferably take a bath in the hot springs.

The common people stepped out of the way on both sides of the road and pointed. Yang Lin saw from a distance that the lazy young man Yang San was dozing off against a tree. After hearing the noise, he rubbed his eyes and suddenly became happy and trotted away.

Came over.

"Master, you are back. If you wait any longer, I will freeze to death."

Yang Lin glared at him angrily, took off the cloak behind him and threw it away. Yang San happily wrapped it around him and said: "Young master, please go back to the house quickly. After you leave, our house will not be too clean these days.

"

Yang Lin couldn't bear it anymore and cursed: "Shut your mouth, has my father come back?"

"Hey, how can you answer the young master's question if you shut up? The master came back once, stayed for seven days, and left again with Yang Tianai. This time he said he was going to some newly discovered island, and he was going to sea again."

Yang Lin was a little disappointed and asked his guards to return to the Genyue camp by themselves. He boarded Yang San's carriage and returned home under the escort of Lu Qian.

The streets in Bianliang remained the same, but when Yang Lin came back from the outside, he felt more and more that they were very spacious, and the roads paved with bluestones were far smoother than those in other states and counties.

Tokyo Bianliang shows its unparalleled elegance in every detail.

When we arrived at Zhaodefang, there was some noise outside. When we opened the curtains, we saw pedestrians everywhere.

Groups of scholars sat alone and read in the square outside Zhaodefang, or gathered together to talk or spar.

All kinds of people filled the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang. Strictly speaking, they were all his disciples.

There are only two academies under Yang Xue, one in the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang and one in Yanqingguanxia. Because Zhaodefang is the residence of Yang Lin, more scholars are willing to come here and live closer to the founder.

The rise and popularity of Yang School was not entirely dependent on Yang Lin's power and Yin Muhong's momentum. In fact, this theory had its own unique features.

Previous theories only taught you some empty principles, but Yang Xue can connect it with things in reality and often makes people suddenly realize it.

This kind of thinking and research can be confirmed in reality. When you solve your doubts, the satisfaction and enrichment are the best compensation in the pursuit of truth.

The pleasure and pride you get from solving a doubt that bothers you is very strong, and Yang Xue is such a theory. It will not teach you too many big principles, but will leave it to you to explore the methods and paths of thinking.

, allowing people to explore true knowledge in practice.

The pursuit of the spiritual level of Chinese civilization has lasted for thousands of years. After the vigorous debate of a hundred schools of thought, several practical theories have been silent for a long time.

Yang Lin's appearance opened a slit in this thousand-year darkness. Dawn has begun to appear. As long as this slit is not barbarically blocked, it will definitely get bigger and bigger.

These people in the Zhaodefang Outer Courtyard did not know Yang San, and this ordinary carriage did not attract their attention. Yang Lin asked through the curtain of the carriage: "Yang San, how many vacancies are there in the Outer Courtyard?"

"There is no room left. Wu Min and Ma Kuo discussed the expansion a few days ago. They borrowed some money from Gao Yanei and bought the surrounding land at a high price. They then built an academy, called Zhaode Academy."

This name is not unpleasant. Yang Lin smiled and said: "Gao Yanei is back? Wait for me to rest for three days and go to Gao Mansion to leave a post and invite Yanei to come and talk. Well... there are also my brothers Qin Hui, Yang Jian, Qing Shui and Song

Kuroko."

Yang San yelled and said: "With so many people, how can I remember clearly? Young master should give instructions to Sister Yun."

"I really am... If I hadn't seen you following me since you were a child, I would have told you to get lost." Yang Lin cursed bitterly, and even laughed after he cursed.

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Two layers of purple-red gauze curtains were hung on the window panes, filtering the outdoor sunlight into an ambiguous warm red. Yang Lin was lying on the big bed, sleeping soundly.

Zheng Yunyao was sitting at the head of the bed, holding a piece of red silk in her hand, lowering her head and gently scratching his nose.

Yang Lin waved his hand, turned around and continued to sleep. Zheng Yunyao covered her mouth and snickered, and ordered: "You go and prepare some hot water. The official needs to take a bath when he wakes up."

Several maids were happily watching the madam playing tricks on Da Lang. After hearing this, they lowered their hands and said, "I know."

Zheng Yunyao looked at Yang Lin's face. He had become much thinner, and there was already a green stubble under his chin.

When Yang Lin woke up, he found Zheng Yunyao sleeping with her clothes on next to her. He gently carried her to bed, took off her outer clothes, and covered her with a quilt.

After expanding her chest, it was already dusk outside, and several maids gathered around her. Yang Lin pointed at his lips, making a silent gesture, and followed them to eat a few mouthfuls of rice, drink a few sips of tea, and stretch themselves.

Then he got up and walked to the hot spring in the back.

In the bathroom, the sky above the sunken epiphyllum stone pool is filled with white water vapor.

When we entered the house, we were still feeling the cold air of early spring outside at first, but soon it was moistened and warmed by the steam.

Several maids smiled coquettishly as they took off his clothes. They inevitably touched and rubbed him, but Yang Lin didn't take it seriously.

Yang Lin jumped into the pool and splashed with them. At this time, Yun Niang's familiar voice came from outside: "Da Lang, someone wants to see you."

"No!" Yang Lin blurted out, hesitating a little and asked: "Who is he?"

Li Yunniang entered the room, not afraid of being surrounded by water. She sat down and gently kneaded his shoulders: "It's Senior Officer Yang from the Police Factory."

Yang Jian is a transparent person. If there is nothing urgent, why would he come to see him at this time?
Chapter completed!