It was a calm journey until we arrived at Huating Harbor and turned to land.

Yang Lin rushed back to Bianliang without stopping, and finally returned to Tokyo before New Year's Day after a long absence.

The outskirts of Bianliang City have long been crowded with people, waiting to welcome Yang Lin and the Bianliang soldiers on their triumphant return. On both sides of the official road in the suburbs, there are crowds of people jostling each other.

The Song Dynasty was relatively lenient towards the people, especially the people in Bianliang. From the emperor to the ministers, they all liked to have fun with the people.

Not only are the soldiers rewarded for fighting, but the entire Bianliang will also benefit from it. Not only the civil and military officials are rewarded, but as long as you are an old man over sixty in Bianliang City, you will be rewarded with wine and meat, and you are allowed to light the lanterns in advance until the Lantern Festival.

No one is allowed to have late-night snacks, no fireworks are allowed, just put them off as much as you want, and the whole city is having a carnival.

You know, in such a big city, it takes a lot of courage not to impose a curfew.

When the Song Dynasty was founded, Bianliang had hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city, making it a rare large city.

After a hundred years of development, this number has already exceeded one million. Especially in the south, along with the Bianhe River waterway, there are the most new buildings built on this artery that supplies the capital.

The Song Dynasty did not follow the strict system of streets and lanes like the Tang Dynasty. The residential markets, palaces, hotels, and pavilions were all mixed together, making it even more lively.

During Shenzong's time, the city wall was built to the south to protect the newly built residential areas within the defense range of Bianliang City as much as possible. But now, outside the city wall, there are tens of thousands more households and hundreds of thousands of people, stretching for more than ten miles.

Places near and far.

At this moment, the actual population of Bianliang is probably far more than two million, reaching close to three million! This number, except for the Liao Dynasty, is an extremely powerful country anywhere in the world.

population figures.

A city can be compared to a country.

The southern expedition army has not returned yet, but Bianliang City cannot wait for a long time and has already fallen into a frenzy of agitation. Many people help the old and the young and occupy the roadside in advance.

Gao Bing led his men to personally supervise the work on the outskirts of the city and built a high platform early.

"Before the Southern Expedition, Shao Zai's lofty words were still in my ears, but I never imagined that they would come true today. Shao Zai is a true god!" Gao Tie picked up Big Thumb and boasted to the people present.

There were officials behind who couldn't stand it. They put their heads together and whispered: "Look at him like that, as if Yang Lin is his biological father."

"Shh, keep your voice down, you're going to die."

"If it comes out of my mouth and enters your ears, what are you afraid of?"

The one whose ear was bitten by him held up his official hat and took steps to distance himself from him. He thought to himself: Yin Muhong from the Duwei Mansion has just returned to Bianliang. Why are you and me having such a bad relationship here? Our whole clan will be out of touch with me.

There is no reason for a fifth-grade official to join you in misfortune. It is more important to keep his official position well.

The isolated person felt a sense of dismay in his heart. He looked around, squeezed into the crowd dejectedly, and stopped talking.

Song Jiang, who was at the front, looked at Gao Bing, tugged on the corner of his clothes, and said, "Yanei, is this scene today a bit exaggerated?"

Gao Bian temporarily put away the words of praise he was full of, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and whispered: "Whatever you do, you have to match the scene. It has been like this throughout the ages. Don't worry. You can see this

It’s like a scene like this, but the tens of thousands of people in Bianliang City and the ordinary people are just watching the excitement, but their mouths will be ten times exaggerated, and if word spreads, it will be a prosperous and prosperous time for thousands of people."

Song Jiang remained silent, secretly thinking that this was indeed the case.

Wu Zetian and others were even more exaggerated in their initial campaign.

She dares to accept the bullshit auspiciousness calmly. The common people are just afraid that the matter is not mysterious, surprising, or exaggerated, and they will not think about exposing it at all. With a little provocation, it will surge like a tide and be channeled reasonably, and it will be unstoppable.

When the government's propaganda is in place, they will become the best tools and brag to the public, and what they preach will be astonishing and true.

If there are a few people who dare to stand up and criticize, they will become the target of public criticism.

Especially in this era without images, the big scenes are all conveyed by poetry that has a strong sense of exaggeration, so the upper class is even more unscrupulous in doing this kind of thing.

Those who are qualified to follow Gao Bing and others to greet them outside the city are almost all officials of the third rank or above in the imperial court.

Thirdly, those who are above the fifth grade and below the third grade can go up to the Xuande Tower and watch this grand event from a high position.

Those scholar-bureaucrats who were not qualified to go to Xuande Tower refused to be idle. They called for friends and servants to occupy high-lying areas along the street from Nanxunmen to Xuande Tower, either in restaurants or pavilions.

We had a banquet of wine, warm tea and wine, and talked about Yongxi's Northern Expedition, how Kou Laoxi made the Chanyuan Covenant, Tongguan's destruction of Xixia, and the Youyun War. We talked about the past and the present, and drank with history.

On this day, a good location high up on the street has been sold for dozens of dollars! Even so, it is still hard to find one.

The opening of the Western Region Trade Road and the Ancient Tea-Horse Road brought an influx of Hu merchants into Bianliang as much as those from Chang'an. At this time, they were all huddled in the crowd pointing at this scene.

Those Hu merchants who were new to the Song Dynasty were just dazzled by such a scene. They were squeezed here and there with the crowd and could not say a word.

The sound of a golden drum caused the crowd to be silent for a moment before the eruption. A group of cavalry slowly came over from a distance. Judging from the armor, they were clearly from the new army of the Beijing Camp. There were 40,000 people fighting outside, and there were almost no major damages.

The sight of the entire army returning made the people burst into cheers, especially those at the head of the army, who were holding the tattered military flags of the Jiaozhi Li Dynasty.

The common people who didn't know what was going on at first saw that the general's banner was still lit outside the moat of Bianliang, led by a young general.

The cavalry continued to follow, throwing the enemy flags into the fire, and the people who reacted immediately fell into madness.

This was so majestic and domineering that these people, who had been lonely for a long time, couldn't help but make their faces red, ears red, and blood boiling, as if they had personally experienced this battle of actual annihilation of the country.

Yang Lin was also startled. Seeing the scene in front of him from a distance, he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

After the Jingkang catastrophe, all this disappeared and turned into the dust of shame along the way north to Five Kingdoms City under the iron heel. From now on, this planet will never see the splendor of Tokyo again. I am afraid that only a thousand years later, with the help of the explosion of science and technology, will it be possible

Such a great city was built, and such a style, or the pen and ink of the literati, praised this extremely prosperous scene for generations to come.

"Who arranged this? Such a handsome handiwork." Yang Lin clicked his tongue and said in surprise.

Lu Qian said with a smile: "I heard someone said that it was the commander-in-chief Gao Dian who did it."

"Except for the lack of real ability in the yamen, everything else is not inferior to others."
Chapter completed!