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Chapter 189
"Three years of Zhiping...Wuzhou Zhizhou, Yingzhou Zhizhou...the ministers, etc., condemned to death, and wrote...the ministers and other capital punishments...Yan Yun has been lost for a long time, and the homeland is hard to return. The merit of His Highness is all based on righteousness. Virtue... Tianzuo Dajin, there must be a master, who is the master of Yan worship, but who is it? The time between heaven and earth is at the crossroads, and the love of the Chinese descendants will be in harmony...May your Majesty keep the love of Shunyu and Yugong, and take care of the community instead of taking small actions first, worrying about the head of Guizhou, and not taking restraint Let it be a matter. At the top, it is to explain the hope of the whole world, and at the bottom, it is to comfort the people of the Li people..."

An eloquent "Letter of Encouragement", which was jointly signed by the chief political officials of the sixteen state governments of Yanyun, and the heads of counties, townships, and villages under their jurisdiction, asked Yin Ling to proclaim himself emperor.

The ones who took the lead were the Yanyun small imperial court, those court officials who were walking in Youzhou.

"Ah."

Yin Ling glanced at it, then put it aside casually, and continued to read other memorials.

"Your Highness, don't you want to look again?"

Yi Ying, the servant serving next to her, asked with a high-pitched voice and a smile on her face.

Yin Ling knelt down to move his hands, raised his head, and glanced at him with a smile on his face.

That Yiying used to be a person who lived in Nanjing of Liao Dynasty. Although the Emperor of Liao didn't come often, there was a certain allocation of palace people in the city.

Yi Ying is such a person.

This guy was young and weak, and he was often bullied by other servants, but he was quick-witted, clear-eyed, and he became the leader of a small team as early as he could do it.

After Yin Ling came, with his hand, he became Yin Ling's palm print eunuch.

"How much benefit did you receive?"

Yin Ling asked.

If it were an ordinary person, hearing Yin Ling's words, he would have knelt down on the ground long ago, terrified and pleading for mercy.

But Yi Ying is not.

He said with a smile: "It's not much, just 80 taels. It's made by the adults. Your bureaucracy is too powerful, and they don't have much money in their hands."

It's not a lie that he has a clear mind, he can clearly distinguish Yin Ling's smile when he is about to kill someone, and his playful smile.

That's why he dared to follow Yin Ling's words and continue to joke.

"Ah."

Yin Ling chuckled, and continued to look down at the file, "Do you think they are not greedy? It's just that it's not the time. Now that everything is waiting to be done, smart people don't make troubles at this time... The hundred and 80 taels are all spent on me. Have you got your meals for the past few days?"

"It didn't cost much, isn't it because you are tired?" Yi Ying said with a smile.

"okay."

Yin Ling chuckled, "I still don't know what you have in mind. Later, go to the Department of Internal Affairs and order 300 taels to expand the fields at home."

Yi Ying said embarrassedly: "You are too much trouble, my brother earned [-] mu of land for his family when he fought Xixia, how can he expand it?"

Even so, in the afternoon, I went to the Department of Internal Affairs to get 300 taels.

Naturally, Yin Ling would not be stingy about this matter, and the most important thing is that Yi Ying is really easy to use.

……

early morning.

"You have handed over dozens of memorials for persuasion. It seems that you all want to be that Sima Zhongde and think of me as Cao Pi, right?"

Yin Ling looked at the courtiers below and sneered.

There are really those who are not afraid of death, stand up and say: "Your Highness, the founding emperors of the past and present, the Han Zu is a little inferior, and the Qin Emperor does not live long. Only Emperor Guangwu can be shorter and longer than His Highness. Now Yan Yun's glory has reappeared, and the sky is blue. I did it in accordance with the way of heaven, all because of the merit of His Highness..."

Having said so much, most of them are singing the praises.

In fact, that's what it means: Brother, you've reached your strength, hurry up, we want to go up too.

But Yin Ling didn't want to.

He just wanted to quickly complete the formation of the cabinet and hand over the power. He had approved the memorials for most of his life in the last life, and now he doesn't want to approve any more.

"Take all your thoughts away."

Yin Lin focused his eyes and said solemnly, "The monarchy is not granted by heaven, but the will of the people. The will of the people is the heart of heaven, and it cannot be refuted! If you want me to become the emperor, you want me to be a traitor."

I am not stupid!

Although what Yin Ling said was made up, he really didn't want to be the emperor anymore.

He looked at the officials below who looked miserable, and he could only say in his heart, wait a minute, my son will soon be an adult.

"Your Highness..." Someone was still waiting to speak.

"Okay, don't worry about it."

Yin Ling waved his hand and said, "If there is nothing to do, Zhu Qing can go to work on his own. Now that the Changchun Building is about to be built, the system of meritorious service and the law of honor need to be perfected as soon as possible. Agreed early."

After finishing speaking, Yin Ling turned his head and left.

Even if these people are idle, we still need to put some pressure on them.

Changchun Building is divided into three floors of literature, military and engineering, and there are contributors living in it, whether they are literati who wrote famous articles and taught outstanding disciples, military generals and soldiers who conquered cities and conquered land and sacrificed heroically, or folk artisans. Craftsmen who invent crops and tools that benefit the country and the people are considered meritorious and are enshrined in the Changchun Building.

And this building is located in the middle of Fang City, Youzhou, for people to worship.

This project is not small, and there is a meritorious reward system, etc., which is enough for those who are in a hurry to stay busy for a while.

Later, Yin Ling went to the camp in Youzhou outside the city, and wrote a couplet at the gate of the camp.

If you want to get promoted and get rich, please go elsewhere. If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, don't enter this door.

It was borrowed from a couplet on the gate of a military academy in his previous life.

The military camps in each state are not only military camps, but also military schools.

At first, Yin Ling's shadow guards taught the art of war. Later, many generals stood out, and senior officers and soldiers who were injured and retired from the battlefield were hired as instructors to teach recruits art of war and literacy.

This is an incomparable honor in the Yan Yun army.

Of course, not everyone has a chance to be selected.

For the Yan Yun Army, Yin Ling still played the models and routines of the Qin Army of the previous life. Although it has been slightly improved, it is not much.

Yin Ling walked into the barracks with two shadow guards.

In the next few days, a military parade will be held in the square outside Youzhou, so he came to inspect it.

"Soldiers..."

Yin Ling stood on the high platform that had been set up, ready to speak passionately about the manuscript.

Unexpectedly, the Youzhou army, standing in the military ranks below, burst out in unison like a thunderbolt.

Under the scorching sun, the blaring sound also exploded in Yin Lin's heart.

"Your Highness, please ascend the throne!"

"Your Highness, please ascend the throne!"

"Your Highness, please ascend the throne!"

"..."

Yin Ling frowned.

Good guy, have your hands in the army?

He waved his hand to signal the soldiers to be quiet.

Then he asked, "Who taught you these words?"

There was silence in the field, and then there were whispers for a while.

"quiet!"

Yin Lin raised his internal energy deliberately, and the sound was like a bell, deafening to the ears.

For a moment, the place below became quiet.

"Come here, bring me Wu Feng, the general of the Youzhou Army!"

Yin Ling roared angrily, and directly asked the shadow guard to escort Wu Feng over.

(End of this chapter)