Great Tang Broom Star

Gao Yang is having dinner.

"Princess."

A maid hurried in.

"Princess Princess."

Gao Yang glared at her, a certain hobby that had just been developed recently began to germinate.

The maid didn't know that she was being targeted, so she said excitedly: "Jia Langjun went to Wuxianglou earlier..."

"Who's sleeping?" Gao Yang put the chopsticks away, held them in the sun with his hands, and sighed, thinking that it's not good for a boy not to raise his waist.

The maid shook her head, "That Yaxiang also came out and wrote a poem."

Gao Yang squinted his eyes, and the boy in his mind appeared, "He looks kind, but deep down he is aloof. He won't take care of this kind of prostitute."

The maid thought the princess was crazy, "There were also some people from Qianniuwei present, they made a fuss about Baiqi's writing poems, so Jia Langjun stood up."

Gao Yang's breathing was short, and she felt something rising from her waist, which made her tremble, "He... He wrote a poem? Tell me quickly."

"Red beans are grown in the southern country, and a few branches will come out in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

The maid didn't know much about this, but she still felt that her teeth and cheeks were fragrant.

But Gao Yang was already blushing.

"Red beans are born in the southern country... Acacia. Spring comes to send a few branches, boy... that boy."

Gao Yang trembled again, "May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. I seem to see him standing under the tree, reaching out to pick the acacia, and then gave it to me..."

The maid bowed her head, thinking that the princess must be crazy.

"What happened later? Did he pick Yaxiang?" Gao Yang's breathing gradually calmed down. It's not a problem for Jia Pingan to sleep with a few vulgar women.

"No." The maid said with a look of admiration: "Jia Langjun left after reciting this poem, saying that he was too strong to drink."

"How much did he drink?"

"It's just drinking a glass at the end of reciting poems, and then talking too much."

"This is an excuse." Gao Yang's eyes were bright, "He doesn't bother to use such means to sleep with that woman Yaxiang."

Such a tough guy...

Gao Yang's cheeks were flushed, he clapped his hands, "Bring the wine."

"Sing and dance!"

"There must be manly singing and dancing!"

...

After Chu Suiliang had dinner, he went to the study.

Candles are lit, and the Four Treasures of the Study are ready.

His handwriting was very good, which was deeply loved by the late emperor. But if you want to write well, talent is one, and the key is to be diligent.

Practice calligraphy to be quiet.

As soon as he adjusted his mentality, someone outside said, "Ah Lang, Chang'an City has produced a good poem."

Chu Suiliang snorted, "The old man just wants to write a picture, let's talk about it."

The servants outside read: "Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come in spring..."

Chu Suiliang wrote as soon as he picked up the pen, feeling very smooth.

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

"Good poetry! Good poetry! Good poetry!"

After Chu Suiliang finished writing, he felt that this was the best piece of calligraphy he had written in recent years, and couldn't help laughing while writing.

"A good word needs a good poem, and this poem has a natural meaning,

It can be called a rare masterpiece in recent years. Who wrote it? "Chu Suiliang went to find this person for a drink and a chat when he was about to take a rest, and he should be very happy after thinking about it.

The servant outside the door felt that he had scored a point, and couldn't help smiling triumphantly, "Ah Lang, it's the broom star."

It's quiet inside.

"A Lang?" The servant didn't know that Master Jia was responsible for Gao Yang's U-turn at the door of Chu's house, so he was still thinking about whether he could get some rewards.

If not, praise is fine too!

As a highly motivated servant, he felt that his future was bright.

"roll!"

...

"Ah Fu!"

Ah Fu crawled stubbornly at the gate of Jia's house.

But the door is closed, it can only plan the door.

Jia Ping'an stirred the goat's milk with a wooden spoon, and Ah Fu stopped.

"Ah Fu! If you don't come here again, I'll drink it."

Ah Fu turned around slowly, his bear eyes were full of bewilderment.

Why are you trying to tempt me...

The great panda... go!

After Ah Fu had dinner, Yang Deli said sadly: "Peace, Ah Fu is eating more and more."

This is a foodie! Jia Pingan said calmly: "Cousin, don't worry, no matter how much you have, it won't go anywhere."

The food that the panda eats is very troublesome. Bamboo must be the kind it likes, and it eats a lot of it every day. Jia Pingan felt that his cousin was like a frog boiled in warm water, and gradually he would adapt to the addition of a big belly man in the family.

On the second day of rest, Jia Pingan teased Ah Fu at home, and Yang Deli carried the burden to sell tofu.

There was a pile of gold in the old Jia's house, and a lot of copper coins were exchanged, but Yang Deli just couldn't sit still, and he would feel anxious if he had no income every day.

In the scorching summer, Jia Pingan was lying in the house with a book in his hand, looking at it one by one.

Ah Fu was sleeping soundly on his belly, with a pair of paws...

Grab my chest!

Ah Fu moved a bit, and Master Jia's chest hurt from scratching, so he quietly moved his claws away.

"Beep!"

Ah Fu called out and continued to sleep.

"Safety!"

Yang Deli came back, and he was in a bad mood when he heard it.

He put down the empty bucket and hurried in, "Peace, they said you wrote a poem last night, it's amazing."

"Small things." Jia Pingan really didn't care about this, because if he cared too much, what would he do if he "made" more famous stories in the future?

You have to adapt to a certain famous poet who is destined to shine in the past!

"These are all good, but why didn't you sleep with Yaxiang?"

Yang Deli blushed, and said excitedly: "Na Yaxiang and the others said that she is as beautiful as a fairy, not to mention sleeping, even if she can touch her little hand, her soul will be blown away."

"It's the color that imparts the soul." Jia Ping'an thought of that small face and big butt.

"Don't worry about it, go to sleep with her. Later, someone will get you a sheep skeleton to make soup for you." Yang Deli felt that his cousin was really a first-class genius. A random poem shook the city of Chang'an. Such a young man , In any case, you have to have more than a dozen children, right?

It's not a stallion... Jia Ping'an: "..."

...

going to work.

When Jia Ping woke up early in the morning, Yang Deli had already made tofu and breakfast.

Ah Fu was lying on the side without any shame. Yang Deli was breastfeeding it and said: "Since the woman is beautiful, I slept with her, and it didn't take much time, just a little bit. Besides, it's not bad at home." Money, even if it is a ransom, I will be a concubine for you and have a few children... By the way, is her butt big?"

Jia Pingan, who was eating tofu, nodded, and Yang Deli was excited, "Big ass is the best, my aunt said back then, I want to find a woman with a big ass for you."

Ah Fu was stopped from feeding, and he grabbed Yang Deli in dissatisfaction.

"Someone went to the Yamen." Jia Pingan ate the tofu nao, and the drums started to beat outside.

The six streets are agitated, and the ministers go to court.

This is the scene of Chang'an City.

After Jia Ping'an left, Ah Fu, who had been pretending to be honest, became restless.

"Beep!"

Ah Fu rolled down, climbed to the place where dozens of logs were piled up, and began to climb and climb.

While cleaning up, Yang Deli shouted, "Ah Fu, be careful not to fall."

Boom!

Ah Fu landed.

Then continue to climb.

Yang Deli smiled and went over, ready to grab it.

Ah Fu struggled to climb, and a pile of wood was shaking...

Crash!

Dozens of logs fell together.

Ah Fu fell to the side, safe and sound.

Yang Deli...

Boom!

Yang Deli received a stick on the forehead, and felt that his eyes were full of gold stars.

where am I? who I am……

How can I get hurt?

Ah Fu lay there, also very dazed.

Where's dad?

gone.

There is one stupid human being left to play with me.

...

When Jia Pingan arrived at Baiqi, the monarchs and ministers in the court had already begun to discuss matters.

"Xu Jingzong has submitted the memorial."

Li Zhi took a memorial and said: "He said that when he came to Chang'an last time, he saw that the Baiqu and Zhengguo canals were lined with millstones, and there were dams everywhere to stop the water. Once there was a flood, the people on both sides would be worried. Water, the people are not allowed to divert water for irrigation, and such actions that harm the people must be warned."

- Grinding (), is hydraulic stone mill, can also pound rice.

"yes."

The courtiers nodded in agreement.

But no one took it seriously.

Immediately, Li Zhi sent people to go along the canal to warn those dignitaries who built embankments privately and stored water to drive the mill.

the third day...

"Indifference!"

The young emperor was angry, did he really think I was just a display? unacceptable!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This... It's really not that everyone ignores the emperor, but that there are too many interests in it.

Pound rice, grind wheat flour...

Historically, most grain processing has been done by manpower and animal power, which is expensive and not low. However, the mill is driven by water power. It only needs to intercept the river, erect the mill, and process the grain continuously in the future. The low cost is impressive.

Therefore, from the former Han Dynasty, milling has become a sharp tool for grain processing.

For making money, the dignitaries are naturally flocking to it. If they don't advance to court, the dignitaries of this dynasty have a lot of mills around Chang'an, and use this to make a fortune.

"They get rich, but the people are starving for food and want to irrigate the fields, but the dignitaries refuse to let the water out, worrying that the water will not be enough to drive the mill..." Li Zhi's eyes were full of anger, "It's them making money that matters, or the people's lives important?"

No one answered.

In history, Li Zhi scolded those dignitaries and decreed to demolish the mills all over Chang'an, but they were restored after a short while, and he could only do nothing.

But this time Li Zhi changed his course.

"Yongzhou Inspector Lu Chengqing..." Li Zhi's eyes were calm, as if he didn't know that Lu Chengqing was born in the Lu family of Fanyang, and he was considered his invisible comrade in arms at this moment.

Most of the courtiers below were slightly happy, thinking, are you going to use the Seven Injuries Fist?

Emperor, get rid of Lu Chengqing.

"Lu Chengqing has another appointment, but Yongzhou governs Chang'an and other places. The successor should not be ignored. I am determined to use Xu Jingzong!"

He leaned forward and said with a serious attitude for the first time: "The surroundings of Chang'an must be cleaned up once!"

This is the new emperor's first serious statement.

Changsun Wuji and others agreed, "I have no objection."

The emperor wanted Xu Jingzong to return to Chang'an, but they stopped him several times. This time the emperor simply threw out a big move: Xu Jingzong volunteered to come back to clean up the mills around Chang'an.

Old Xu is trying to die.

Since he is going to die, let's just watch.

...

When Xu Jingzong, who was busy in the world, saw Chang'an City, he couldn't help but choked up. Those grievances and the price he paid for returning to Chang'an made his eyes blurred with tears.

"Grand Xu!"

Jia Pingan outside the city gate saw him and walked over with a smile.

"Xiao Jia." Xu Jingzong said with emotion: "I have been an official for many years, but this time when I return to Chang'an, you are the only one who came to welcome me, hey! Those who have won the favor of the old man, who... Li Yifu won the old man There are many benefits, but it is a fickle..."

"Grand Xu!"

Before the words were finished, a handsome man came from behind.

"Xiao Li!" Xu Jingzong waved his hands with a smile, and said in a low voice, "This is Li Yifu, a member of Zhongshushe. He has vicious tactics and is an old man. Stay away from him."

Li Yifu looked quite handsome, he was in his thirties, just the right age!

"I've seen Li Sheren." Li Yifu unexpectedly came to greet Lao Xu, and Jia Pingan felt that Lao Xu owed Li Yifu an apology.

"You are the broom star?" Li Yifu took a step back, frowned slightly, and cupped his hands: "I am very happy to know that Li Gong has returned, but there are many things in court, so I will go."

Seeing that he ignored Jia Pingan, Xu Jingzong was a little angry, "Why are you hypocritical? I don't need you to greet me!"

Didn't someone come to greet you! Li Yifu glanced at him, smiled and bid farewell, then did not enter the city, and continued to go outside the city.

He was out of the city on business, and he met you by the way, you, Old Xu, are really self-indulgent.

This is the bad guy.

Jia Pingan smiled. In history, Lao Xu had a good death, but Li Yifu became a bereaved dog. This is not unreasonable.

"Xiao Jia, are you sure about this matter?" After Li Yifu left, Xu Jingzong showed his true colors, with a panicked tone.

"Those grinding stones are controlled by the rich and powerful. I am afraid that I will be killed by them if I use their way of making money."

He looked at Jia Pingan expectantly, hoping that he would come up with a good idea.

Jia Pingan: "Someone also thinks it's dangerous."

Xu Jingzong's old face turned pale, and tens of thousands of mmp quickly floated through his mind, "Old man, let it go!"

...

Old Xu, who is upright and has a clean sleeve, came back, looked at the data, and couldn't help crying, "Why are there so few supports? Recommendation tickets? Rewards? This old man is heartbroken!"