Great Tang Broom Star

Jia Pingan is thinking about how to make money.

He is not interested in opening a restaurant, mainly because no one manages it.

He's lazy to do anything else.

Yang Deli often reported work to his aunt, and every once in a while he would tell his aunt in heaven how much savings the family had, and happily said that when his cousin got married, it would definitely be very grand.

He wrote and drew in his study, recording these thoughts.

"Mr. Lang!"

Hongyan came with boiling water.

The old Jia's family all know that Mr. Lang doesn't like drinking tea, especially the more seasonings are added to the tea, the more Mr. Lang hates it, and even prefers to drink warm water.

Jia Pingan looked up, Hongyan put down the water glass, and Fushen left.

She stood on the side, leaned forward, staggered forward, and hit her forehead on the table.

Boom!

Jia Ping'an raised his head dumbly, and seeing Hongyan covering his head with both hands, tearing from pain, he sighed, "Let's have some snacks."

"oh!"

Hongyan agreed, and felt that it was good that Langjun cared about him so much.

"You are so kind, sir."

If another woman said this, Master Jia would have to worry about whether she wanted to swallow him. But Hongyan couldn't, she smiled with tears in her eyes, looking silly.

"Go ahead." Jia Pingan lowered his head and continued to study his plan to make a fortune.

"Boom!"

Why!

Jia Pingan shook his head.

"Mr. Lang!"

Hongyan came back clutching his forehead again, "There are people looking outside."

Jia Ping'an looked at this piece of paper, it was full of abbreviations, and it was absolutely confusing to show it to the people of Datang.

Next time brother use pinyin!

Ha ha ha ha!

Jia Pingan is very happy that he can have a safe tree hole in this world.

He couldn't be happier after going out.

It was a sergeant who came and said solemnly: "General Liang ordered someone to come here, please Jia Canjun go to Zuowuwei immediately, if you are late, you will be punished!"

Old Liang of the dog, I am not under your command, what to blame, you blame one and see.

Jia Pingan felt that he could be arrogant, but Du He had already brought Abao here.

"Hey!" Ah Fu also came over and almost got a horseshoe from Ah Bao.

Get on the horse, and before he can give an order, Ah Bao starts to accelerate.

The sergeant who came to inform only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Jia Pingan rushed out.

This acceleration ability is getting stronger and stronger!

All the way to Zuowuwei, Ah Bao still felt unsatisfactory and hissed outside the door.

Jia Pingan was brought in, stood outside and shouted: "General Liang, the officer has arrived."

He deliberately took revenge on Liang Jianfang, but when he lowered his head, he saw a group of generals.

Fuck!

This group of generals who can destroy the country at the lowest level are all looking at him curiously at the moment.

"Is this the Jia Ping'an you are praising?" asked a grizzled veteran.

Su Dingfang nodded, "It's a good seedling."

There was a knife mark on the general's face, and he looked very penetrating. He said indifferently: "Good seedlings are all produced by fighting. The good seedlings who are squatting in Chang'an City...for example, Xue Rengui, I am afraid that they will be abolished now." Most of the time, you, Su Dingfang, are about the same, if you don't go out to kill people, what are you talking about, shit!"

After the death of the first emperor, the military has been dormant for a while, occasionally making minor disturbances, and there is no sign of large-scale expeditions.

The army must kill people, otherwise it will be easily abolished.

Su Dingfang's cheeks trembled, obviously angry.

Liang Jianfang said, "Screaming your mother! Xiao Jia is here, come here."

A group of old guys stared at Jia Pingan, and he only felt the hairs on his back.

If this group of old things gathered at the border of a certain country, that country would probably go crazy from top to bottom.

There was a map on the table, and Liang Jianfang said: "After the first emperor conquered Goryeo, he felt that the loss was too great, especially the war horses. Later, someone suggested that a small group of troops should be used to continuously harass Goryeo. They have been doing this for several years, and the Goryeo people are devastated. It's a pity. After the late emperor passed away, it stopped..."

This is the current situation on both sides.

Lao Liang suddenly slapped the table and scolded: "Liu Renyuan, the dog, is still a Hun in his bones. When he came into contact with Yang Wanbei, he would fight if he disagreed with him. Just hit him, mother! He lost! "

There seemed to be a gust of cold wind in the room, and it was only then that Jia Pingan knew why these old things were having a party.

This is angry!

"Can't you?" Jia Pingan remembered that Liu Renyuan was also a famous thug, and he led Baiqi's predecessor, flying cavalry, to guard the late emperor.

"Why not?" Liang Jianfang scolded, "He underestimated the enemy, and he fought happily, but the two followers he brought along were beaten up with bruised noses and swollen faces. Xiao Jia, you have a lot of flirty ideas..."

"What is an idea?"

Jia Pingan didn't like to hear these words, even if it was what Liang Jianfang said.

Everyone burst into laughter, Su Dingfang said with a smile: "The late emperor once said that to be a general is not to show off, and one's ability is not high. This old man takes it very seriously!"

This is not right.

Jia Ping'an remembered that what Yuan Chen said at the time was that the late emperor once said that if you want to be a general and don't show off, your future is not high.

How did this change when Lao Su came here?

Seeing that everyone was laughing, Liang Jianfang slapped the table and scolded: "Show your mother, the old man is talking to Xiao Jia, shut up."

Someone scolded: "Liang Jianfang is a dog!"

MMP!

"Who scolded?" Liang Jianfang's eyes were fierce, but no one paid him any attention.

"They're all a bunch of morons!" Liang Jianfang sat down triumphantly. "Xiao Jia, tell me, at this moment... how can we kill people... that is, kill the Koreans without making the court angry."

The two countries are fighting each other, and they will not be beheaded.

But these old things are thinking about how to find an excuse to kill.

but……

Master Jia felt extraordinarily happy.

"Can you do something about this?"

A group of veterans were staring at him.

Jia Pingan nodded, "Leave it to someone."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Liang Jianfang patted him on the shoulder and laughed loudly, and then cursed: "Look! Look! The old man said that young people are responsible, good!"

When Jia Ping'an went out later, Su Dingfang frowned and said, "We have hundreds of ways to kill people, so no one will notice, why drag Xiao Jia in?"

Another veteran was also dissatisfied: "A group of old guys probably killed more people than he has ever seen. Why do you let him do something like this?"

"Because we are all old." Liang Jianfang looked at these comrades slowly, "What does your Majesty mean by telling Liu Ren to contact the Koreans?"

Everyone was silent, a general suddenly scolded: "This is to look down on us!"

Liang Jianfang nodded, "It's not Liu Ren's turn to do this! Xue Rengui is better than him. Besides, Liu Ren is willing to act hastily, because he is rushing to do bad things."

He raised his head and looked at everyone with deep eyes, "After His Majesty ascended the throne, he immediately stopped fighting in all directions. Why? Because he didn't trust us. This will take several years to grind. Only when the monarchs and ministers trust each other can the Great Tang regain its strength. Start the conquest. So... the old man asked Xiao Jia to show His Majesty that we are willing to train newcomers that His Majesty trusts, and if possible, we can hand over the military power back at any time."

There was a lot of panting in the room, and someone scolded: "God, this thief has made the monarch and his ministers centrifugal."

Liang Jianfang looked at this person coldly, "In the previous Sui Dynasty, Yang Jian was surrounded by warriors to rebel, and later those people surrounded Yang Xuangan to rebel, but Yang Xuangan was afraid of those people, so they changed and surrounded Emperor Gaozu... Later, Datang was established. The old man said these taboo words, and I am not afraid of you waiting to say them. Why? Because the soldiers can’t stop for too long. At that time, the soldiers who have been slack for a long time can resist those enemies?"

Everyone nodded, and Liang Jianfang suddenly said: "Old Cheng, your mother has become a mouse since she married Mrs. Cui. She didn't say a word in the past. How is it today?"

Cheng Zhijie shook his head slightly, but remained silent. Just when Liang Jianfang was depressed, he suddenly said: "Just kill one person in this matter, I'm afraid that the young Jia will be impulsive."

say!

"You old bastard, are you finally willing to talk?"

Liang Jianfang and the veterans looked at him and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Just kill, kill Yeye and come to the bottom!"

...

Jia Pingan returned to Baiqi and asked people to inquire about Yang Wanbei's whereabouts.

When the envoys from Korea came, they should not be allowed to wander around, but Datang was very relaxed in this regard.

The news came later that Yang Wanbei seemed to be in a good mood and said that he was going to the brothel.

Jia Pingan knelt there, took out the long knife, and wiped it slowly.

Something is wrong.

It was wrong for the emperor to ask Liu Renyuan to go out. This person is suitable for fighting, and he is a little impatient. He is not suitable for diplomatic occasions and is prone to accidents.

Sure enough, Liu Renyuan beat the Goryeo envoy's entourage, but who knew that Yang Wanbei had already prepared, and with a counterattack, his entourage was also beaten into a pig's head.

Because it was Liu Renyuan who made the first move, the Koreans had the upper hand for a while.

What does the emperor want to do?

Stimulate the military?

Then his effect has been achieved. A group of old guys were at a party earlier, and it was estimated that even the Buddha and Taoist would not enter the value room.

The military wants to make a statement, and asking Jia Pingan to do this is to imply to the emperor, we are loyal, you just need to rest assured, where should you call, we say that the country will not be destroyed.

Jia Pingan can get a lot of benefits from it, the affirmation of the military bosses, and the attention of the emperor.

But the risk is not small, and it will cause trouble if it is not done well.

But...wealth and wealth are in danger!

The person who inquired about the news came, "Join the army, the Koreans have set off."

Jia Pingan nodded and put away the long knife, "How many people?"

"Five people."

"Bao Dong and Lei Hong are going with someone. In addition, go to the British government and bring Li Jingye."

At this time, at least I have to pull my younger brother up to make a contribution.

Don't just care about your own self-satisfaction in life, everyone is really good.

Later outside the imperial city, Li Jingye said excitedly: "Brother, why don't you go to see Hu Nu shake her ass?"

This baby is really hopeless.

Jia Pingan said angrily: "Go and kill people!"

"Really?" Li Jingye entangled him with bright eyes, asking who to kill, how many to kill, how to kill, beheaded or beaten to death...

"My little brother promises to kill me with one punch. If I can't be beaten to death, I will never drink alcohol or watch Hu Nu dance."

Li Jingye said swearingly.

I arrived outside a brothel later, and the sky was gloomy at the moment.

The drums sounded, and the doors began to close.

"Those Koreans didn't come out, they are acting as emissaries and domineering!"

The accompanying Bao Dong sniffed, "Someone smells like a Korean."

The bustard came out, "Does the guest have any familiar ladies?"

Bao Dong whispered: "Join the army, she doesn't even know you."

Master Jia, the prodigal son of the brothel, is unexpectedly unknown.

Bao Dong took a sympathetic look at the old bustard, thinking that joining the army tonight would not leave a single poem.

"Where are the Koreans?" Jia Pingan had a long knife on his waist, and he saw that the visitor was not kind.

The old bustard asked cautiously: "The guest is..."

Many people in the lobby are looking at them.

There are maids lighting candles nearby, and the candlelight gradually illuminates the entire lobby.

Yang Wanbei was watching the song and dance with his arms around a prostitute, when someone beside him whispered, "Someone came in with a knife."

Yang Wanbei glanced at him, he was a young man, and he said casually: "In Liaodong, I saw those people howling when they were hunting, and they looked like wild animals when they caught their prey... Those tribes seemed to have surrendered to the Tang people, but I knew , they are just temporarily dormant, if they are given a chance, they will become real beasts, to bite the Tang people. So don't worry about this, this Tang Dynasty looks beautiful, but there are many problems inside, countless tigers and wolves outside Keep an eye on them, we'll just... just watch."

An accompanying warrior said, "That boy is so majestic."

Yang Wanbei also saw it, and he smiled, "The bear is also very majestic, but when facing a bear, we can ride horses and shoot it with bows and arrows. There is no need to worry about clumsy things."

The warrior nodded, a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in his eyes, "If it was on the battlefield, I would have killed him in one sight."

Over there, the four of Jia Ping found a place to sit down, but they were beside the five members of the Korean mission.

"What drink do you want?"

The guy was very gentle, which made Jia Ping'an think of girls with long legs.

Why is it so cold?

"Do you have drinks from the Su family?" He thought of the drinks that Su Neng sold in a strange way.

The guy looked at him in surprise, "Yes."

"Here's the food..."

Jia Pingan pointed at Li Jingye.

"Meat!" Li Jingye said concisely.

One of the reasons for poor culture and rich martial arts is that martial arts practitioners eat a lot, and it is best to eat more meat.

The man asked again: "Is there a lady you know?"

Jia Pingan shook his head, "You can do whatever you want."

The man then went to the back, and the bustard asked, "But the rich man?"

The guy nodded, "You only need meat to order, and the woman said it's whatever you want."

This is the mallet.

The old bustard said, "Look who's here."

After a while, the clerk came and said, "I went out privately tonight, there are only two left."

Fuck!

The old bustard frowned, and the man said, "Why don't you go?"

His skin is fair and tender, if he changed into women's clothes, he would not be too bad.

The old bustard scolded: "You were found out by that customer last time, and you didn't give me any money in the end, get out!"

In the end three women went, and one of them turned out to be a bustard.

Li Jingye took a look, "I don't like this one, don't!"

Bao Dong's eyes turned, "You come."

Lei Hong also ordered one casually, but the bustard in her thirties took the initiative to sit beside Jia Pingan.

"Lang Jun is handsome, but is this the first time you have come to such a place?"

It's rather strange that the old bustard also came to earn extra money.

But seeing his red lips and white teeth, the old bustard actually leaned over and said softly, "I won't accept money from you tonight. You can...do whatever you want."

The old bustard was shy for a while, Jia Pingan asked curiously: "Why?"

Shouldn't the bustard be open to money?

The old bustard looked at him sideways, and his face turned red, "Mr. Lang is handsome, but this slave is moved. Besides, this slave is not well-known, and his business is getting worse and worse. It probably won't last long. Since there is no business, That would be done spontaneously.”

Is it wrong to be handsome?

Jia Ping squinted at the Korean man on the left.

The old bustard smiled coquettishly and brought him drinks, followed by meat.

Bao Dong and others nearby were stunned.

"Your bustard... likes to come out to accompany guests?"

The prostitute who accompanied him didn't speak, but Bao Dong looked sideways and was stunned.

"She never accompanied the guests. Did she encounter a ghost tonight?"

Bao Dong smiled and said, "No, I met a good person."

At this time, a female prostitute was singing, and the bustard poured wine for Jia Pingan, and said lightly: "The brothel opened in the past few years... It was okay at first, but then the Five Fragrance House robbed a lot of business. Because there are a few famous poems specially written for her, not only her own reputation has risen, but the business of Wuxianglou has also improved a lot."

Why?

Jia Pingan smiled. The Wuxiang Building is diagonally opposite, and from here through the gate, you can see the lights.

At this time Yang Wanbei stood up, "I have a poem."

Bao Dong whispered in Jia Ping'an's ear: "Korea is temporarily bowing its head to Datang, but it will not admit defeat. Their people said along the way that if Datang sends troops to attack again, it will repeat the same situation as the previous Sui Dynasty. mistakes."

"They also said that those Jingguan were redeemed by the late emperor. If possible, they will build a bigger Jingguan next time."

Bao Dong's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Yang Guang's three campaigns against Goryeo failed, and the Goryeo people built the remains of Sui soldiers into Jingguan.

Yang Wanbei began to recite poems.

This poem is similar to frontier poems. When Yang Wanbei recited it, he even mentioned Jingguan.

"While the Koreans want to recuperate, they are also worried about the Tang Dynasty's revolt. So Yang Wanbei is showing his prestige that Korea will not submit."

After Yang Wanbei finished reciting, because the country was not mentioned in the poem, many people praised it.

The old bustard said with a smile: "It's a pity that there are fewer poets, otherwise the business will be better."

"Bring a pen and paper."

Jia Pingan said casually.

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, and Bao Dong scolded: "Why don't you go soon? You won't be able to ask for it if it's too late."

The old bustard personally went to fetch the four treasures of the study, and Yang Wanbei over there smiled and said, "Is there someone who wants to compare with me?"

Jia Pingan over there wrote very calmly and quickly, and Yang Wanbei said disdainfully: "The boy just wants to get ahead, drink."

But the bustard serving Jia Ping'an was trembling, "Mr...."

After Jia Pingan finished writing, he threw away the pen, "Singing!"

The old bustard took the piece of paper as if she had found a treasure, stood up and said, "Your Majesty is a great talent, Your Majesty...this poem..."

When literati write poems in brothels, where they are written, they will be first published, and this is an honor. If it is said that it is exclusively given to this brothel, then no one can sing.

Jia Pingan said lightly: "Here you are."

The old bustard blushed frighteningly, and suddenly lowered his head, just when Jia Pingan was stunned, he kissed him hard, and then walked over in small steps, "Stop, get ready..."

The old procuress was talented and talented back then, but now that he got this poem, he was so excited that he had to take a deep breath to calm down.

Jia Pingan sat upright on his knees, and said lightly, "Bao Dong."

Bao Dong put down his wine glass, "Yes."

Jia Pingan said: "Go, hit it."

Bao Dong got up, and the prostitutes didn't know what they were going to do, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

As Bao Dong staggered past, a Korean man got up and came over, pointed at Jia Ping'an and said with a smile: "Young boy Huangkou, you dare to compete with me in poetry..."

Boom!

Bao Dong collided with him.

The man froze for a moment, kicked Bao Dong flying without hesitation.

Jia Ping got up.

The music suddenly started, and the old bustard sang loudly: "Zhao Keman Huying, Wu hook is bright with frost and snow."

The Koreans over there stood up, Lei Hong rushed over, and the two sides fought.

"Good poetry!"

Someone is shouting hello.

Jia Pingan got up, held the handle of the knife, and stepped forward slowly.

Li Jingye followed beside him, his burly body was like a mountain.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars."

The old bustard's voice was a little vigorous, and the singing was extraordinarily exciting.

Lei Hong in the front was fighting with three Korean men, and the three Korean warriors beat him without any pressure.

Lei Hong blocked from left to right, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating.

"Get out of the way!"

There was a loud shout from behind.

Lei Hong dodges and turns around...

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles will not stay."

The cold knife light flashed.

Under the lights, blood spurts...

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