Chapter 33: Millennium waiting for a fertilizer

Chapter 33 Waiting for a Fertilizer for a Thousand Years

Jia Pingan had imagined the appearance of Chang'an countless times in his mind, but when he saw Chang'an, he was still overwhelmed.

Tall city walls, spacious and outrageous streets, both sides of the streets are full of square walls... no shops!

This is a particularly weird scene.

But Washington state also looks like this.

The streets in Chang'an are spacious, surrounded by 'large communities' separated by square walls. This kind of community is called 'Fang'.

Acacia trees abound on both sides of the street, and clusters of yellow and white pagoda flowers fall on the branches. When the breeze blows, the special fragrance makes people feel refreshed.

A group of people went to settle down. Jia Pingan found the Four Treasures of the Study and wrote some slogans.

"Big sale, big sale, the eldest sister will not marry the second sister!"

These are the sources of his self-confidence. With these things, he dares to guarantee that Huazhou Bamboo Ware will not worry about selling.

In the palace.

"Your Majesty, the eldest grandson said that Li Jicai was going out to be an official, and he was transferred back suddenly. There is a suspicion that the order will be changed overnight. Your Majesty has just ascended the throne, and the people are cheering, but it is better to be more cautious at this time, and wait..."

Wang Zhongliang just went to deliver a message, and the news from Changsun Wuji was very bad.

The emperor wanted to get Li Ji back not long after he took the throne, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that he wanted to find a helper for himself.

But Changsun Wuji blatantly refused...

what to do?

Wang Zhongliang was worried, feeling that the emperor's prestige had been damaged.

Li Zhi said quietly: "Uncle, this is for my consideration, and I am very happy."

He laughed, looking at it with relief from the heart.

Your Majesty is so pitiful.

Wang Zhongliang wiped his tear-free eyes, and then...

"Boom!"

When the melody fell to the ground, Li Zhi leaned over the table, flicked his right hand a few times, and then fell silent.

"Your Majesty is ill!"

Xindi fell ill, Changsun Wuji and others rushed to visit.

The imperial doctor gave a diagnosis and treatment, and said: "Your Majesty is a little anxious, and there is nothing serious."

That is, there is no danger to life.

Changsun Wuji felt relieved, and went out with the prime ministers.

Chu Suiliang said in a low voice: "Auxiliary machine, we blocked His Majesty's intention to transfer Li Ji back to Beijing, and then His Majesty fell ill, do you think..."

"This is trouble." Changsun Wuji covered his forehead with calm eyes.

"It's a trouble." Chu Suiliang sighed: "Your Majesty is still young, this is playing childish temper! But we are courtiers, can we still expose it directly? But if we don't expose it, Your Majesty has been lying... Auxiliary machine, new As soon as the emperor ascended the throne, he fell ill, the world would shake, the common people would feel uneasy, the Tibetans and Turkic people would be ready to move, and the world would be... chaotic."

The prime ministers were all looking at Changsun Wuji.

This is a big boss who promises everything. Of course, in the eyes of some people, this is a powerful minister.

Changsun Wuji said indifferently: "The old man heard that the broom star came to Chang'an City."

Chu Suiliang was overjoyed, "Wonderful! Your Majesty fell ill, it must be the broomstick, so..."

The prime ministers all looked relaxed.

For them, the undercurrent between Xindi and Changsun Wuji is troublesome, but they cannot avoid it.

Now that a solution has been found, everyone is relieved.

As for Broom Star... just don't kill him.

"Let Baiqi detain Jia Ping'an."

Changsun Wuji made a decision, and then drifted away.

Everyone stood still.

Chu Suiliang was the first to react, and said with a smile: "The hundred horses belong to His Majesty, and it is the good intentions of the eldest grandson to hand over the broom star to His Majesty in this way. It is wonderful!"

To say that the disease was caused by broom stars is to give the emperor a step down, and to leave the matter to the emperor to deal with...

When you want to wake up, let someone move the broom star.

Such a method can be said to be comprehensive, the key is to have a sense of righteousness, so that the emperor cannot refuse.

Jia Ping'an and others have rented a store in Dongshi at this moment, and they are leading people to lay the goods.

Liao Quan came out and saw Jia Pingan standing outside with his chin in his hand, and asked, "How?"

"Liao Changshi don't worry, let the folks in Huazhou wait for the good news."

All kinds of sales methods in later generations, as long as he comes up with a few, he is still worried about sales problems...

That might as well buy a piece of tofu and smash it to death.

Liao Quan nodded, and asked someone to send a message back to Huazhou, saying that everything is going well, just wait for the money to be collected.

"What kind of person does Liao Changshi think the envoy is?" Jia Pingan thought Lao Xu's dog licking was very interesting.

Liao Quan said solemnly: "Your Majesty endures the humiliation and bears the burden, only for the Tang Dynasty."

Tut!

This evaluation can make Lao Xu cry bitterly in the middle of the night, and then be ecstatic.

Sure enough, it is the No. 1 loyal dog, with a bright future!

Master Jia was in a happy mood and decided to contribute to Lao Xu's counterattack career: "The ministers in the court are united. If you are like them, how can your majesty find helpers? Therefore, your words and deeds are all intentional. Good suffering!"

Liao Quan brain-filled the scene where Xu Jingzong deliberately made himself hate people, his eyes were red.

Jia Ping'an was secretly happy.

"Who is Jia Pingan?"

Someone asked questions from behind.

"Someone!" Jia Ping'an turned around very calmly, and then...

More than ten hundred cavalry stood behind, all wearing armor and swords, full of murderous looks.

I…

Jia Ping'an's first reaction was that Li Zhi died?

That's nothing to say, he hurriedly slammed his head to death, hoping to go to a better place when he traveled again.

The Baiqi headed by said: "I am here on order, follow me."

Ruined!

Ruined!

Jia Ping'an's mind went blank, and then boiled like a supercomputer, and various analysis and coping methods emerged one by one.

Li Zhi passed away?

impossible!

If this is the case, these Baiqi will not be so polite, they will directly attack him, first beat him to death, then drag him away, and finally bury him alive.

So who is sick?

Brother!

Do you have to ask someone to tell your fortune when you are sick?

Isn't this emperor tired?

Na Baiqi said: "Don't talk too much, go quickly."

Is this not giving face?

Jia Pingan pointed to the shop and said: "Here is the hope of the folks in Huazhou. If the sales are not good, the people of Huazhou will rush into Chang'an City and kill you!"

Nima's!

Talk to you guys and don’t listen, right?

Then tear your face apart and kill me if you can!

As a broom star, I'm afraid of you!

Hundred riders looked at each other.

The Baiqi said with a red face, "Hurry up."

Jia Pingan took out the paper and handed it to Liao Quan, "Liao Changshi, give this to Liu Jia, and let him do it."

Liao Quan took the paper, and just glanced at it before being stunned.

Jia Pingan hurriedly said: "Hold on, don't wave."

"gone!"

Baiqi was urging, and Jia Pingan stretched out his hands.

Well!

What about the silver bracelet?

Several hundred riders couldn't help laughing out loud seeing his impassioned expression.

"You still need us to put on shackles?"

Jia Pingan quickly withdrew his hands, feeling terrified.

The legendary shackles are very heavy. Once they are put on the neck, it can be said that life is worse than death.

"Jia Langjun!"

Several representatives of the people from Huazhou came out and waved their hands one after another, as if saying goodbye to him.

Didn’t even rush forward to fight them for me? Anyway, I have to shed a few tears!

All the way to the station of Baiqi, Jia Pingan met the commander of Baiqi, Zhaowu Xiaowei Tang Xu.

Tang Xu has a burly figure, and his face is also very 'burly', full of flesh, which is scary to look at.

He sat there with a big horse and golden knife, looked at Jia Pingan who was escorted in, and said in a deep voice: "You are a broom star, so don't think about who you can defeat in Baiqi."

He was sitting behind the table, which was empty. Jia Pingan saw that his feet were trembling slightly.

You are not afraid, what does that trembling foot mean?

Is it because of shaking and coldness?

Jia Pingan felt the hot temperature, and said: "The broom star is just a rumor."

These words are very pale, but one must have integrity in life, even if Li Zhi was killed by him on the spot, he still has to say that it has nothing to do with him.

Tang Xu waved his hand, "Find a room to lock him up. Someone has to watch the front and back of the house, and arrange brothers to be on duty in shifts on the roof."

So cautious, not even a fly can fly out.

He was sent into a dark and damp room, the door was closed, only a few gleams of light leaked through the door, and a little light leaked from the top of the head.

He searched for it, and there was a bed inside, but the bed smelled musty.

The journey from Huazhou to Chang'an was very hard. He was physically and mentally exhausted, and then he was brought here, which can be called a bolt from the blue.

His only thought at the moment is sleep.

I fell asleep, and when I woke up, my whole body was itchy.

After taking off his clothes, looking at more than a dozen small bumps on his lower abdomen, Jia Pingan scolded: "Even if someone is really a broom star, he is still a god. How about respect? Just made a bed with lice and fleas for the broom star." Live? You guys are not afraid of being restrained to death!"

Someone outside said: "Shut up, if you talk again..."

"What do you want? To kill someone?" Jia Pingan was shaking his clothes, hoping to get rid of the lice and fleas.

The guards outside fell silent.

This is the broom star, unless the emperor is killed by him, you can try to move him.

Jia Pingan was silent.

He just sat there, motionless, and then suddenly kicked over the desk.

Boom!

The door of the room was opened immediately, and someone shouted: "The broom star committed suicide..."

From Nima!

Jia Pingan sat on the ground, raised his head, and showed a winner's smile, and then the smile froze...

A monk stood outside the door, with peaceful brows, "Poor monk Xuanzang."

"Elder Tang!"

Tang Seng actually came?

Jia Pingan looked carefully, and all he saw was peace.

Those eyes were calm, as if nothing could move his heart.

"What is Elder Tang? The poor monk doesn't know." Xuanzang said: "Tanyue can sit in peace, and the Dharma conference will begin immediately."

What do you mean?

Jia Ping'an looked up...

A group of monks stood outside, holding various magic weapons in their hands.

"Is this going to save someone?"

Xuanzang nodded, "Dispel evil and promote good, dispel evil and promote righteousness, Tanyue sits in peace..."

"Elder Tang...Master!"

Elder Tang is not white and tender, nor does he have a white dragon horse, nor does he have a disciple named Sun Wukong...

Jia Ping'an beckoned, but Xuanzang turned and went out as if he hadn't seen him. The guard swung the sheathed long knife at his waist, signaling Jia Pingan to be more honest.

Followed by the Fa Conference.

The monks continued to recite the scriptures, and all kinds of methods were used.

Tang Xu squatted beside him, and said to his subordinates: "Master Xuanzang is amazing, I'm afraid the broom star will be covered in black smoke this time."

Everyone nodded.

However, at this moment... a high-pitched singing voice came:

"Iron doors, iron windows, and iron chains, I sit in the prison and want to go outside..."

What song is this?

When the rhythm of those monks was out of order, the recitation of the scriptures was not smooth.

Well!

Xuanzang frowned: "Meditate."

All the monks hurriedly recited the meditation mantra silently, and then began to recite the scriptures again.

"Wait a thousand years to get fat, I'm not fat..."

Messed up!

The law meeting is completely messed up! !

Ask for a recommendation ticket.

(end of this chapter)

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