Chapter 395 There is true love in the world
The waiter was taken aback.
"Grandma?"
The waiter was indifferent, then turned and left.
Su Ho went back, thinking that the golden hairpin was given by his aunt, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
"What should I do next time my aunt asks Nobile?"
Su Ho was a little tangled.
Is the aunt going to pull the ears or spank the butt?
Thinking about it gives me a headache.
She went back to the room.
The good man came later, and when he saw those nuns gathering together and talking about Soho's borrowing money, he snorted coldly.
A female nun said sternly: "There are others, but we are in a desperate situation here. The remaining money in our hands is for life, and no one will borrow it."
This is a place forgotten by the emperor. According to the emperor's urination, he wished that these women would go earlier to save trouble.
The good man went to his room, and when he came out, he took a bundle of cloth and headed towards Soho.
A nun sneered, "Are you trying to flatter me?"
The good man was told by Su Ho before that he was not allowed to speak out about this matter, but at this moment he couldn't bear it anymore, and retorted, "The abbot took out all his golden hairpins, what's the matter? Isn't it just to fulfill Ming Yi's last wish? You wait It’s fine if you don’t want to help, why are you still sarcastic? Do you really think I have no temper?”
The nuns were stunned.
They stood up slowly, and the questioning nun slapped her face heavily, and the right cheek immediately became red and swollen, and she cursed: "I'm just a bitch!"
They went back silently, the good man pouted, and then went to find Su Ho.
"Abbot!"
Su Ho opened the door, and seeing her holding the cloth, she shook her head, "No, no, I'm not short of this, I'll ask my aunt later."
"But your golden hairpin was also given to that person." Tears filled the eyes of the good man, "You have devoted your heart and soul to them, but they still gossip, it's not worth it!"
Su Ho smiled and said, "What's worth it? All I want is peace of mind."
The good man wanted to put down the cloth, but Soho refused to accept it.
"Abbot."
Someone called the door outside, the good man opened the door and said in surprise, "What are you waiting for?"
The nuns were all holding things, some were holding cloth, some were holding jewelry, and some were holding gold and silver.
"Abbot, this is our wish."
The nun with a swollen face said ashamedly: "I didn't know that the abbot was so clear, and he was a villain. This is a little thought."
Su Ho shook his head, "I don't want it! I'm not short of money."
"But all your gold hairpins were given to that man."
Su Ho said with a smile: "I'll ask my aunt for it later, and then..." She lifted her hat, "I don't have hair, what gold hairpin do I want?"
After some disputes, Su Ho didn't want any of them.
She didn't sleep well that night. For a while, she dreamed of Mingyi coming to thank her, and for a while she dreamed of her aunt grabbing her ear and scolding her.
The next day she asked someone to find Jia Ping'an.
Master Jia didn't know what was going on, so he rushed to the Forbidden Garden in a hurry.
"I'm fine." Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Su Ho felt a little joy in his heart, "Mingyi went, she wanted to send some ashes to her home and bury her beside her grandmother's tomb, but I couldn't get out ..."
If this matter is not handled well, the palace will clean it up. Su Ho felt that he was here to make things difficult for Jia Pingan, "Or... I can ask my aunt."
Jiang Han, as the palace, has such means, but the risk is extremely high.
Jia Pingan stretched out his hand, "Bring me the address and name."
Su Ho took out the suicide note and said with a smile, "Here."
Jia Pingan took a look, "Where are the ashes?"
"Hmm... said it will be delivered tomorrow."
Su Ho looked very calm.
But who is Master Jia? Then I found an excuse to go to inspect, but found a good person.
"The abbot's gold hairpin was given to that person."
Later he returned to Baiqi and found Ming Jing to talk to.
"Ming Zhongguan, I need your help with something."
Ming Jing immediately raised her head slightly, that kind of elation and joy! I wish I could nod Jia Pingan with my finger.
—Do you have a day to ask for help?
Jia Pingan seemed to hear her triumphant laughter, "It's an important matter."
"Let's talk." Ming Jing was thinking about how to raise conditions.
"I have something to find Wei Wushuang, please bring a message."
It turned out to be such a trivial matter?
Ming Jing, who was about to blackmail a fortune, was very disappointed.
"Ahem!" But the extortion should not be missed.
She stretched out her white and tender hand, and coughed dryly again.
Jia Pingan took out a piece of silver and handed it over.
"That's more or less."
Jia Pingan didn't see Wei Wushuang until the next morning.
The long-legged girl stood there, even if she was wearing a skirt, she still attracted attention.
"The legs are so long."
This is the year of playing with legs, okay?
Jia Pingan said: "Something happened to Su Ho. Those people who collected the corpses in the palace, the leader... the one with the bulbous nose, find out about this person, and then you go and tell him that if you don't return the things to Su Ho, you will die in your life." Don't even think about leaving the palace, I'll break his legs if he comes out! If he is still proud, go find Shao Peng, Lao Shao is powerful in the palace and can deal with him."
Wei Wushuang asked: "What is it?"
"Nobile."
"good!"
Jia Ping'an reminded: "Remember to let him pretend to be willing, and return it after being moved by Su Ho."
Wei Wushuang took a deep look at him, "Got it."
…
"Zhao Ang!"
Somewhere in Yeting Palace.
Zhao Ang was playing with the gold hairpin triumphantly, when he heard the woman's voice, he put away the gold hairpin first, turned around and saw that it was Wei Wushuang, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Wei Wushuang asked, "Are you Zhao Ang?"
Zhao Ang nodded.
Wei Wushuang stretched out his hand, "Su Ho's gold hairpin, take it out!"
Zhao Ang was taken aback, and said with a smile, "Come here!"
More than ten people came out from behind, seeing that it was a woman, they couldn't help laughing.
"Is this here to play with the yays?"
Wei Wushuang narrowed his eyes, "Say it again, hand over the golden hairpin!"
"What gold hairpin?" Zhao Ang smiled and said, "Why don't you touch it yourself?"
Wei Wushuang moved his ankle...
The figure flashed by.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Later, she stepped on Zhou Ang, and a group of people fell down beside her, clapping her hands and asking, "Is the gold hairpin here with you?"
Zhao Ang's face looked intact, but he was kicked a few times, and the pain was severe. He grinned and said, "Yes, it's in our arms!"
Wei Wushuang let go of his foot, "I'll go back tomorrow, remember to say that you were moved by Su Ho, if you said anything else, look at that..."
There is a pot stand on the left.
Everyone didn't know what she was going to do, but they only asked the female devil to leave quickly.
Wei Wushuang hurried over and kicked out with one leg.
Boom!
She clapped her hands and left.
The rather thick basin frame has been broken into a ball.
The servants were dumbfounded.
…
"Abbot! Someone is looking for you."
"coming!"
Su Ho hurried to the front.
"Huh!"
Soho stopped, "Is that you?"
Zhao Ang walked over with a straight face, "After hearing what you said that day, we went back and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. We just thought of our grandmother. Who doesn't have a grandmother yet? I promise you to be filial, can't we? Take it."
He handed over the nobile.
Su Ho was stunned, and just after catching it, Zhao Ang left.
As soon as he left the Ganye Temple, Zhao Ang bared his teeth, and the place on his body where Wei Wushuang kicked was excruciatingly painful.
That woman was so fierce that she kicked down more than ten people by herself, and it seemed that she still had strength left.
Yeah, why did you provoke this woman!
By the way, Su Ho still knows Uncle Wu Yang from outside, although that man can’t reach out... no, he recognized Wu Zhaoyi as his elder sister, if Wu Zhaoyi gains power later on...
He swore he would smile whenever he saw Soho from now on.
I smile when I see you...
Su Ho is holding a gold hairpin, his eyes are very bright.
"So many people are kind-hearted?"
A kind of warmth that is not alone makes her practice an extra bowl of rice in the afternoon.
In the evening, she lit a candle and looked at the training supplies with a sad face, not knowing which one to start with.
"Abbot."
Here comes the good guy.
Su Ho put away his things and opened the door to let her in.
"Abbot, I have always wanted to ask, Ganye Temple is so desolate, why don't you go back to the palace?"
Su Ho was stunned, "Forbidden Garden is very interesting!"
"No one!" The good guy thinks this is an excuse.
yes!
In the Ganye Temple, a group of women who have lost their common husbands are either practicing or playing mahjong all day long. The nuns who supervise them are bored in every way.
Who wants to stay in such a place?
Su Ho was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "My aunt is also difficult in the palace. Many people hate her, and some people say that her selflessness is false...After I came here, no one said such things anymore."
…
One should not be too idle. Once too idle, you will lose your pursuit of life and feel lost in life.
Luxurious life seems to be full of passion, but the loneliness you dream of at midnight will make you feel that life is meaningless.
Bao Dong fell into this kind of confusion and came to find his life mentor, Master Jia, to solve his doubts.
"Why do people live? If you ask a hundred people this question, you will get a hundred different answers." Jia Pingan has also pondered this question in his previous life, no, it has been pondered for a long time.
Bao Dong said dumbly: "I haven't eaten well recently, I haven't slept well, and my wife and children are also numb, and I don't want to go to Wuxianglou."
You are most distressed that you have lost interest in the girls of Wuxianglou, right?
"Uncle Wuyang, why do you think you are alive?"
this problem…
Of course it’s eating, drinking and having fun.
He patted Bao Dong on the shoulder, "Some people say that life is suffering, and living is suffering. Some people say that living is luck, every day is picked up, good or bad just depends on your mood."
Bao Dong raised his head, "Then...how should I do it?"
Jia Pingan stretched out two fingers, "Twice Wuxianglou."
Bao Dong's heart ached, "Just once."
hehe!
Bao Dong nodded, "OK."
Don't let you bleed, how do you know the meaning of life?
Jia Ping'an said: "Distressed, this is one of the meanings of your life."
Ming Jing came in, sneered and said, "Go to the brothel again."
Sure enough, he is not serious.
Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "How about...together?"
Ming Jing took a look at Bao Dong, "His treat is not bad."
Bao Dong's heart ached even more, he nodded with difficulty, and suddenly found himself refreshed again.
What is decadent, does not exist.
Can spending money make people happy?
Joy is always short-lived.
"Uncle Wuyang, something happened to Duke Lu."
…
Bing Cao Shenjun Chen Zhi lay on the door panel, his face pale.
Cheng Zhijie's roar echoed, "It's just ten boards, why is it like this?"
The two little officials who were playing boards outside were terrified, and knelt there trembling.
"The doctor is here."
The doctor made some diagnosis and treatment, "I'm afraid I hurt my waist."
Cheng Zhijie's heart skipped a beat.
Three days ago, Cheng Zhijie gave him a task, and there should be a result by today, but he missed the job because of drinking, so the task was not done. Cheng Zhijie was furious, and immediately ordered Shibanzi to be severely punished, but he didn't expect to hurt his waist.
"I did not mean it!"
Two little officials outside were howling.
"shut up."
Cheng Zhijie's complexion changed, "I will write a letter to apologize."
It’s okay to beat a subordinate, even a civil servant. But it is impossible to say that the subordinates have been disabled.
Cheng Zhijie's memorial memorial has just arrived in the palace, and the impeachment has also arrived.
"Chen Zhi once offended Lu Guogong, this time it is revenge."
A censor spoke convincingly about Chen Zhi's confrontation with Cheng Zhijie last year.
Tsk tsk!
The dignified General of Zuo Tunwei, Duke Lu of the Tang Dynasty, is so narrow-minded.
Cheng Zhijie couldn't argue with anything, so he could only squat at home and wait for disposal.
"These two can be interrogated?"
Li Zhi looked calm, but Wang Zhongliang knew that beneath the calm were monstrous waves.
Once Cheng Zhijie goes down, the emperor will lose a huge support point.
This is the ebb and flow.
"Interrogated, all said it was wrong."
Unless you are a professional, it is common for the stick to miss the target, such as the thigh or the waist.
But Chen Zhi was beaten and paralyzed.
Li Zhi looked outside with his hands behind his back, "This matter...let Lu Guogong stay at home for now. Wait..."
Wang Zhongliang stopped and turned around, Li Zhi thought for a while, "Let Baiqi go and take a look, and take care of it."
Chen Zhi's family was attacking the imperial city, and the wailing made one's scalp tingle.
Jia Pingan led Baiqi out and escorted Cheng Zhijie back home.
Seeing him coming, Mrs. Cui said with a smile, "Wait a minute, Xiao Jia, I'll ask someone to bring some good mutton, and you and your husband will drink."
Well!
Auntie, your husband is gone! You still have the mind to laugh, and you still want to drink and eat meat.
Your heart is so big.
Cheng Zhijie looked gloomy, and Cui Shi ignored it, and greeted, "Go to the kitchen and get a sheep, my husband has bad teeth, it's about to be boiled...Xiao Jia's teeth are good, so half boiled, half normal. Drinks and good food are brought first."
Auntie, why do you seem to be celebrating... Jia Ping'an looked confused.
Cheng Zhijie sat down, apparently wanting to protest.
"Ma'am..."
Ms. Cui asked 'kindly': "What does your husband want?"
Cheng Zhijie: "..."
"Nothing."
Cui immediately got busy, "Hurry up and get an ice basin, wash up."
Later, Cui stared at Cheng Zhijie washing his face and hands, then helped him change his outer clothes, and then left with the people.
Cheng Zhijie looked satisfied, and Jia Pingan looked terrified. Thinking of the life after marriage like this, he felt that there was nothing to love in life.
"Young man, you don't understand, a woman will take care of you only if she cares about you. If she doesn't care about you, what does it have to do with her if you are dirty or hungry?"
The old man is the lover alive... Cheng Zhijie looked triumphant.
Jia Ping'an asked: "Mr. Lu, do you have any private money?"
Boy... Cheng Zhijie looked normal, "Of course... there are."
When the food and drink came later, Jia Pingan still drank slowly from a glass of wine.
Cheng Zhijie drank heavily and talked loudly.
"Isn't it **** to say that the old man has a grudge with Chen Zhi? Why does the old man really want to tease him? Just send him out of Chang'an to do business frequently."
Being an official in Chang'an is a pleasure. If you are frequently on business trips, no one can stand it!
Later, Cheng Zhijie drank drunk, lowered his head, and muttered: "I can't control it, I can't control it anymore."
Jia Ping'an got up silently, and then left.
Back to Baiqi, Ming Jing is not there.
Cheng Da trembled when he saw Jia Pingan.
"Old Cheng, why are you shivering?"
Cheng Da said with a dry smile, "I'm cold."
Jia Ping'an looked up at the sun and felt that he had seen a ghost.
Ming Jing came back, and said solemnly: "Duke Lu is unlucky, His Majesty is very angry."
Very serious consequences…
Cheng Da stood up, "My stomach hurts."
Jia Pingan waved his hand.
I didn't feel anything.
After Cheng Da left, Ming Jing said: "Your Majesty asked us to investigate this matter."
Madan!
Jia Ping'an then remembered why Cheng Da trembled when he saw him.
This guy probably got all this done long ago, but he felt that the water inside was too deep and he didn't dare to set foot in it, so he came here for a **** escape.
Old Cheng...is really a natural expert in avoiding disasters.
I might as well!
Ming Jing was eager to try, "I think we should start with those two little officials to see if they intentionally broke Chen Zhi's spine."
She felt that her suggestion was right.
Jia Pingan squinted at her, "The house servant is involved in politics!"
Ming Jing was annoyed, "I'm not a servant."
"Hehe!" Jia Pingan looked at her fiercely.
Poor, in order to dress up as a man, I have to be flattened.
Ming Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore, her body suddenly jumped up, and she kicked with a spinning leg.
Jia Pingan wanted to pick it up like a long-legged girl, but when he thought it was wrong, he quickly bowed his head.
Hoo!
This leg passed over the head, the strong wind...
If he was kicked, Jia Pingan felt that he would be unconscious immediately.
"What a vicious bitch!"
Jia Pingan picked up the stool, when someone passed by outside, he saw this and shouted: "Uncle Wuyang, don't do anything."
Ming Jing blushed with anger, "Let him do it, old...I'll kill him with one punch!"
Jia Pingan was furious, and Bao Dong and Lei Hong quickly hugged him and dragged him out.
"Yeah, sooner or later, I will make you look good!"
"Come if you have the ability!"
Later, Jia Pingan and Ming Jing met again.
The door is closed.
Bao Dong and the others outside were worried about fighting.
"You said...Will Uncle Wu Yang do anything?" Bao Dong was very worried.
Lei Hong pulled the beard on his face, and sighed: "Do you think...is there any woman who can be cruel to Uncle Wuyang? I am only worried about beating a dozen, and finally hitting the bed."
This rippling guy is Rejon?
"You can't judge by appearance!" Bao Dong felt that he had misjudged Lei Hong.
Lei Hong said proudly: "No matter how reserved a woman is, she still wants a man, so what are you afraid of? If I am as handsome as Uncle Wuyang, I'm afraid my family will be full of women."
You **** think you're a humanoid murder weapon?
Bao Dong pouted.
In the duty room, Ming Jing looked at Jia Pingan, "I know what you're thinking, Shao Peng was unlucky because he walked too close to you, so you deliberately argued with me."
"clever."
Ming Jing smiled, "Well, it's better if you and I play a fake fight."
Jia Ping'an doesn't care.
"ha!"
Ming Jing punched, Jia Pingan easily avoided, and then punched back...
"It's fighting! It's fighting!"
Many brothers surrounded outside, and someone shouted: "The market is open, the market is open, bet on Wu Yangbo or Ming Zhongguan who will win, come, come, come and bet!"
Inside, Ming Jing let out a soft drink, jumped up and stood on Jia Pingan's table, ready to pounce.
But the table collapsed...
Boom!
The brothers outside were eavesdropping, but as soon as they squeezed, the door was squeezed open.
"Ouch!"
People rushed in.
Jia Ping'an kept Huang Feihong's starting gesture.
And Ming Jing was lying in front of him.
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