Chapter 325 Actually spoiled you like a child
The hottest news in Chang'an is that a group of noble women stood up for Jia Ping'an and left half a million dollars outside the imperial city.
This sparked a debate, some suggested severe punishment, and some suggested that the men of these noble women should discipline them.
"What's the result?" Jia Ping'an was going to give a lecture, and Bao Dong was broadcasting gossip.
"Those men went home and came back the next day. Some had bruised noses and swollen faces, some had their faces scratched, and some said they beat their wives..."
Bao Dong said enviously: "I dare not beat my wife."
"this is a good habit."
Before Jia Pingan entered the duty room, a sergeant came.
"The general summoned."
Lao Liang drank too much?
Jia Pingan arrived at Zuowuwei leisurely, and seeing a group of veterans gathered together again, he couldn't help feeling his scalp tingling.
"Xiao Jia!"
Su Dingfang beckoned, "Come on, the old man has brought the promise today, you two have a good chat."
Pei Xingjian walked out from the corner, cupped his hands and said, "Peace."
"Brother Pei!"
Pei Xingjian gave him a wink, and the two quickly slipped into the corner.
"Gan Niniang!" A veteran went mad, threw the teacup, and the opposite veteran roared, and the two wrestled together.
Others continue to discuss as usual.
Jia Pingan asked in a low voice: "What is today's charter?"
Phew!
A hidden weapon flew over, Pei Xingjian quickly lowered his head, a teacup flew over his head, and then he whispered: "The gunpowder workshop was invaded, the old men went crazy..."
Fuck!
Ming Jing is at Jia’s house, what are you doing here?
Use me for surgery?
"Xiao Jia!"
Cheng Zhijie waved and smiled very kindly.
Pei Xingjian whispered: "Take care."
The wind is rustling, the water is cold...
Jia Pingan stepped forward, looking at six directions and listening to all directions.
"I have seen you old men."
He smiled showing his white teeth, good teeth, good appetite...
Cheng Zhijie said: "It is said that the thief is a woman?"
"Yes!" Jia Pingan quickly argued, "That's not a thief, I just want to try the guards of the gunpowder workshop."
Liang Jianfang sneered, "Are you making a fuss?"
Jia Pingan said seriously: "Absolutely not, otherwise I would rather go to the brothel."
"It is said that the woman is stunning!"
What about stunning beauty?
That skill has slept her, there will be endless troubles!
Jia Pingan shook his head, "Alcohol, **** and wealth are nothing more than a fleeting moment. Beautiful women are also pink skulls."
"That's interesting."
Qibi He Li caressed Xu and praised: "The old man feels that Wuyang Bo can become a monk."
"He is all out of place. If he can become a monk, this old man will pass away." Liang Jianfang asked, "How dare you guarantee that woman?"
"That's something made by someone." Jia Pingan felt that these people were thinking too much, "She tried it, but it only ignited the Taoist temple."
Explosion and combustion are two different things, okay?
"Kill it clean!" Cheng Zhijie stretched out five fingers and scratched, "Go back and kill everyone who knows, so that the secret can be kept."
Everyone agreed.
Duty's mother is a murderer.
Jia Pingan turned around and took a look, wanting Pei Xingjian to help.
"Old men..."
Just as Pei Xingjian opened his mouth, a wooden sign flew out of nowhere, and with a bang, Pei Xingjian was hit in the chest.
"roll!"
Pei Xingjian's blood bar was halved, and he retreated silently to the corner.
Jia Pingan said with a dry smile: "Don't worry about this matter, old men, that thing is extremely difficult to get out. Besides, even if they get it out, they don't know how to use it."
The application of gunpowder after it came out is terrible. The first is that the proportion is not good, and the second is that the materials are not up to standard.
"Sure?"
"Sure."
This was nothing to worry about, but Ming Jing thought it was a elixir of longevity, so she went to steal it, and then went back to test it by herself, concluding the Tao.
The old men looked at each other and laughed.
"That's good." Liang Jianfang said: "The gunpowder workshop has made a lot of gunpowder, and I have a way to use it..."
A group of old guys, I really feel that I can use gunpowder completely.
Jia Ping'an hypocritically praised a few words.
"Let's go, try Shengdaofang."
A group of veterans, together with Jia Pingan and Pei Xingjian, left the imperial city in a mighty way.
When we arrived at the gunpowder workshop, Zhou Chun was already waiting.
"Get hundreds of catties of gunpowder out."
Then the gunpowder was brought out, and the accompanying people wrapped the gunpowder in rice paper.
Liang Jianfang said: "The old man and others have pondered for a long time, and gunpowder will be useless if it gets wet, but rice paper can prevent moisture."
Cheng Zhijie said comfortably: "Wrapped in rice paper, it is quite impressive when fried."
A group of veterans are quite proud.
Jia Ping'an was dumbfounded.
Pei Xingjian said: "This method is not bad, but is this gunpowder very powerful?"
"Just look at it." Jia Ping'an felt very bored.
The gunpowder package wrapped in rice paper was placed in the pit, and the fire was ignited…
Boom!
The dust was flying, and the veterans went over to take a look, and said with satisfaction: "If you throw it down while defending the city, it is no worse than a bow and arrow."
Jia Pingan looked constipated, "This... is too simple."
Liang Jianfang turned his head, "This gunpowder will get damp if left unattended. We tried many methods but none of them worked. In the end, rice paper is the best."
Rice paper is of course good, it has just the right moisture absorption effect, but...it is expensive!
Jia Pingan said with a dry smile: "General, rice paper is too expensive."
"We are not short of money!" Liang Jianfang said boldly: "Your Majesty said, just ask for it."
Damn it!
Is this going to drown the enemy with money?
Jia Ping'an was a little melancholy, feeling that such a style was not suitable for Datang.
"Again!"
This time it was an open-air explosion, and there were some wooden signs around it.
There was a burst of crackling, and the wooden signs all fell down.
"good!"
"This sharp weapon will be used in this way. It will be placed in the army in the future. If the enemy dares to attack the city, it will be thrown down. It will blow up the mother!"
Cheng Zhijie held a gunpowder bag, and sighed: "Back then when the Turks invaded and attacked the city, once the city was broken, it would be a bloodbath. How good would it be if there was this treasure? How good would it be?"
"Yes! Back then those Turkic people were so powerful that they even came to the Wei River. If it wasn't for His Majesty..."
Ahem!
A group of old people are talking about the things of the past, and they are quite disrespectful to the late emperor.
"Good baby!" Cheng Zhijie's hands were itchy, "Bring the fire, I'll light one."
Someone sent a torch, Lao Cheng lit the fuse, and smiled at the old guys around: "This taste is interesting."
Throw it!
Jia Ping'an's face was earthy, "Chenggong...Lu Guogong."
Cheng Zhijie glanced at him and said with a smile, "How did you come up with this thing?"
"Dong Cheng...Grandpa Cheng... Throw it away!"
Jia Ping'an is ready to run away.
"Cowardly!" Cheng Zhijie sighed, and then threw it with all his might.
Phew...
Boom!
A wave of air hit.
Su Dingfang's hair was messy, and he laughed loudly: "The wind is refreshing!"
Liang Jianfang praised: "It's a pity that it's a little smaller, otherwise it's more comfortable than a fan."
Jia Pingan felt that he should stay away from these old guys, so he did what he said, and he cupped his hands and said: "Old men, I have business to do."
Baiqi is good, you can run away if you have nothing to do, and you can use it as an excuse.
As the boss of Baiqi, Jia Pingan has the final say on what to do?
The leader is An Yi.
Liang Jianfang glanced at him, "Baiqi is like a gopher, there is something wrong! The old man told you to come out, just to let you think about it..."
Cheng Zhijie sniffed, sneezed and gasped excitedly, "Boy, do you want to hang out in the army? Old men can live for more than ten years, as long as you are ruthless, I will guarantee you in ten years." Can stand alone."
Only then did Jia Pingan know why he was arrested today.
Marching is good, away from political struggles, but it is better to live in seclusion.
Auntie is in the palace, and the army cannot help her at this stage. A hundred riders can, civil servants can.
Seeing Jia Ping'an's silence, Cheng Zhijie scolded: "Boys nowadays like to get together in court. Is it fun to compete with those people? It's more refreshing to fight with a knife and a gun."
Jia Ping'an smiled wryly and said, "Maybe let's hang out for a few more years."
"That's all." Liang Jianfang said: "Everyone has his own ambitions. He has many means and is a mess. He is better than us. Maybe he can mix six books in the future."
Su Dingfang said with a smile: "Last time in the Qingming Canal incident, he cheated a lot of dignitaries, and those people still hate him to the bone."
Cheng Zhijie recalled affectionately, "The late emperor said that if you are a general, you will not show off, and your future will not be high. Xiao Jia is born to be a famous general, which is a pity."
Jia Pingan always felt that these words were somewhat ambiguous, "Masters, did the late emperor really say this?"
Liang Jianfang said with a smile: "There were many generals who surrendered back then, and Lao Cheng was one of them."
"The old man is abandoning the dark and turning to the bright!" Cheng Zhijie said triumphantly: "When the late emperor saw the old man, he said that it was Han Gaozu who had to meet Xiao He."
Everyone was dumbfounded, and no one believed what they said.
Liang Jianfang said: "The first emperor wanted to win the hearts of those generals, so he gathered a crowd to have a banquet. When the wine was full, someone asked the first emperor, what is a famous general, so that he can become a famous general. The first emperor gave a polite explanation, and the generals drank in silence. ..."
Li Shimin probably felt something was wrong.
"Everyone was unhappy, the first emperor realized that what he said was too polite, so he drank again, and when he was almost drunk, the first emperor said these words."
In order not to show off, the future is not high!
Jia Ping'an thought of the future Li Yunlong, and it could be said that he was extremely coquettish.
"The words of the first emperor... wonderful!"
A group of old guys are remembering the late emperor.
"The Ministry of War is here."
The veterans are still chatting and laughing happily, and regard Cui Dunli, Minister of the Ministry of War, as air.
This Cui Dunli was born in the famous Boling Cui family, and he has been in the army for many years. The credit for his fortune is after Xuanwumen. Lujiang King Li Yuan asked him about the situation in Chang'an. Cui Dunli would rather die than submit.
This person was considered a capable minister in the early stage, but in the later stage, he got mixed up with Changsun Wuji and others, and he could be called the backbone of the Guojiu Party.
Jia Pingan smiled and looked at Cui Dunli who was approaching, and Pei Xingyan beside him said, "This man is an ordinary leader, but he is good at diplomacy."
Jia Ping'an nodded, thinking that Lao Pei is indeed well-informed and can be called a living dictionary.
Cui Dunli looked at the handsome man, cupped his hands, and smiled very calmly, as expected of a family, "I have seen all the old men. I heard that there is something going on in the gunpowder workshop, so I came to see it. In addition... I heard that the old men made a Something about gunpowder? The old man wanted to see it, and it happened that the Ministry of War also got something..."
Is this for the ring?
Jia Ping'an smiled, and Liang Jianfang said lightly: "What did the Ministry of War do? Let me see."
hehe!
The old man will look at yours first, if it is not right, the old man will be blamed. If it is appropriate, the old man will take out the rice paper gunpowder bag and hit you in the face.
Sure enough, he is an old hooligan.
Cui Dunli smiled, "Gunpowder is afraid of the tide. The Ministry of War has thought of many ways, and finally came up with a good way. Use quicklime to prevent moisture. In this way, the gunpowder can be wrapped with ordinary things."
The dog said!
Liang Jian's face changed slightly, and he felt that he was falling behind.
Quicklime is moisture-proof, this idea is very spiritual.
Cui Dunli saw that the old commanders looked uncomfortable, so he smiled and said: "Thanks to the old commanders for reminding this matter, otherwise the whole army department would not have thought of it."
This old guy!
The Ministry of War wins and wins, but I want to get some advice from the old men... The old men are no match for you, Cui Dunli. You say this seems respectful, but it is actually a disgusting person.
Tsk tsk!
They are all surnamed Cui, Cui Yixuan is more lively, but this Cui Shangshu is a proper bureaucrat.
The old men couldn't hold their faces anymore.
Pei Xingjian said in a low voice: "Someone is going to make a break."
Make a break, and then everyone escapes, each going back to each house, each looking for each mother.
This method is good.
but…
"etc."
Pei Xingyan turned around, Jia Pingan shook his head, and then walked out.
"Meet Cui Shangshu."
Jia Pingan cupped his hands, and Cui Dunli smiled and said, "It's Uncle Wuyang! You made this gunpowder, but is there a way to solve the moisture-proof problem? If it is better than quicklime, the Ministry of War will be very happy. In addition, quicklime is moisture-proof, This old man also learned from Uncle Wuyang..."
"How do you say this?" Someone beside me laughed.
Cui Dunli said: "At the beginning Uncle Wuyang said that quicklime can kill viruses, and the old man also had a well in his house, so he got quicklime and sprinkled it in. The remaining quicklime was piled aside. Unexpectedly, the weather was humid, and moss grew on the corner of the wall, which was wet to the touch. The corner of the wall near the plaster is very dry, the old man thought, isn’t this a good thing to prevent moisture?”
He smiled and said, "This is still due to Uncle Wu Yang."
These words are still disgusting.
Su Dingfang whispered: "Xiao Jia has a bad temper, if there is a conflict..."
Liang Jianfang said lightly: "Just hit it."
Cui Dunli didn't know what the old men were thinking, so he smiled very reservedly.
"Actually..." Jia Ping'an's eyes were calm, even with a little pity, "There is actually a better way."
"What method?" Cui Dunli asked with a smile.
The situation in the small circle is very good recently, and everyone is self-motivated. And if you want to make progress, you must stand out.
Cui Dunli just wanted to use this matter to overwhelm the old men, and immediately rewarded the meritorious service within the small circle, so he could go further.
The Minister of the Ministry of War went one step further, and that was the prime minister.
Since then, he has reached the pinnacle of his life.
Jia Pingan smiled and said, "Why not use clay pots?"
Cui Dunli still had a smile on his face, but his heart was broken.
Clay pots...Clay pots are cheaper than rice paper, why didn't I think of this?
Liang Jianfang laughed and said, "Well, clay pots are better than anything else, hahahaha!"
Su Dingfang praised: "Xiao Jia is really smart. A group of people in the military department thought about it for a long time, and they thought of quicklime, hahahaha!"
This is a joke!
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
Cheng Zhijie smiled, and suddenly felt that such a day was really good.
Hibernating at home seems to be able to avoid disaster, but in the eyes of the king, it also becomes a useless person. A useless person... Why should a king take care of a useless person?
You want to say that based on merit, you have the favor of the king, but what about your descendants?
Once the dormant time is long, the whole of Chang'an will forget you and your children and grandchildren. In a few decades, the old Cheng family will only go from bad to worse.
How risky!
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhijie said: "This old man thinks that Xiao Jia can become a minister of the Ministry of War!"
Damn it!
Everyone looked sideways.
Cheng Zhijie has been dormant for many years, and he almost died of trauma a while ago. After being rescued, his whole person has changed, and he started to enter the circle of old men again.
But after entering, he still felt uncomfortable and couldn't let go.
As soon as the words came out.
"Lu Guogong is very appreciative of this statement!"
"Old Cheng is indeed wise, just a little worse than this old man."
"..."
The old men smiled strangely, and for a while it made people feel that demons were dancing.
Cui Dunli's complexion was ugly, and he couldn't hang on anymore.
Old Cheng’s words are just spouting: You Cui Dunli is incompetent as Minister of the Ministry of War, and you are not as good as Xiao Jia.
After another person said these words, Cui Dunli dared to scold him face to face and impeach him.
But this is Cheng Zhijie. When the first emperor died, he was the one who welcomed Li Zhi back to the palace and guarded the palace for three months.
Cheng Zhijie like this, even if he beat Cui Dunli, Li Zhi would at most just scold him, not as an example.
He glanced at Jia Pingan and felt that everything was brought by this young man.
"So, try it."
Just talk but don't practice fake moves!
Then start experimenting on both sides.
Get a few clay pots and put gunpowder in them.
"Get some small cloth bags."
Jia Ping'an's request is puzzling.
Then someone went to find a woman, and the woman sewed several cloth bags deftly.
"Give her the money."
When everyone touched their bodies, they didn't bring any copper coins.
They are all big bosses, who would carry heavy copper coins on them?
Cheng Zhijie picked at the corner of his clothes casually, and pulled out a small lump of silver, "Give this to her."
Women are grateful, but dare not accept.
"If you don't take it, you will ransack the house!"
Liang Jianfang became impatient.
The woman took the silver and ran away laughing.
Everyone was looking at Cheng Zhijie.
Put some gold and silver in a small place sewn on the corner of the clothes.
"Old Cheng..."
Liang Jianfang was heartbroken, "Your lady..."
Did Mrs. Cui spoil you like a child?
Cheng Zhijie realized something was wrong. The old man blushed and said, "This old man likes to drink. This is the money for drinking."
I believe you a ghost, you are a very bad old man.
Everyone was holding back their laughter, but in the end Liang Jianfang was the first to fail.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Cheng Zhijie simply broke the jar, "Is the lady you are waiting for so kind?"
This is showing affection!
And put a map cannon.
The old men were silent.
Cheng Yaojin of Gouyue is a disaster!
Cheng Zhijie knew that he had made everyone angry, so he asked, "Xiao Jia, what is this cloth bag for?"
Jia Pingan put the quicklime in, "Look, Mr. Lu, put this quicklime inside, put it in the jar, so it can prevent moisture. And there is another advantage, once it is blown up..."
Quicklime is permeating, and the taste is awesome!
"Wonderful!"
Everyone couldn't help but praise.
"Get some more gravel."
The faces of the old men changed color.
…
Ask for a monthly pass! Folks, throw a few.
(end of this chapter)