Great Tang Broom Star

Wu Mei looked at Zuo Shu casually, but Changsun Wuji was in her mind.

The emperor had already made up his mind and was just waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

But this is Changsun Wuji after all!

Will the people he represents rebound after the strike?

Will it...

Zhou Shanxiang stood by the iron stove and watched Jia Pingan light the fire.

Light the firewood, put the coals down after it burns vigorously...

Can this burn?

Zhou Shanxiang leaned forward.

"Mr. Wuyang, can it be ignited like this?"

She raised her eyes and asked.

"Nature can ignite."

Jia Pingan glanced at her.

The lid was closed, and the sound of the flames in the stove was heard in an instant.

At this time, you need to poke it a few times with an iron drill, so that the firewood will not burn out and the coal will collapse later.

A few minutes later, Jia Pingan opened the lid, and the fire had already started, and he could smell a pungent smell, which was very faint, and most of it was drawn away by the smoke pipe.

"It's done!"

Zhou Shanxiang was overjoyed, "Is there poisonous smoke?"

She sniffed.

"The poisonous smoke is drawn away by the pipe."

Jia Pingan put the copper pot on it and creaked.

this……

Mr. Wuyang can make such a good thing, wouldn't he be able to keep warm indoors from now on?

Zhou Shanxiang said happily: "In the past, I made a charcoal fire and burned it indoors. I said it was smoke-free, but I felt uncomfortable, and I was a little dizzy when I woke up in the morning. This smoke-free, tasteless, so warm...Wuyang Gong, you can solve it." our big problem."

hehe!

Closing the door and burning charcoal is suicidal.

No matter how you look at it, the stove is more powerful.

Wu Mei snorted, seeing the two of them squatting in front of the stove and muttering, she asked, "What is this?"

Sister, are you already in menopause?

"Queen, this thing can actually burn coal, it's smokeless and tasteless, it's so warm!"

Wu Mei got up and came over, "Can it be smokeless and tasteless? A few days ago, seven people were poisoned to death in the palace because of burning charcoal. You..."

Squeak!

The copper pot is calling.

Jia Pingan lifted the copper pot, and the fire in the hearth was burning. The blazing flames made Jia Ping'an's face reddish.

"Sister, the charcoal is burning in the hearth, and the poisonous smoke is carried out by the pipe, so the room is as warm as spring, and it can be used to boil water and cook."

Wu Mei took a closer look, and even added a few pieces of coal with her own hands. Seeing the blazing coals, she was quite excited, "If all the people in Chang'an City can burn this stove, how much will it save?"

More than that!

If the felling continues, there will be no greenery around Chang'an.

"Sister, there are quite a few people who burn charcoal in Chang'an City, but most of them burn firewood. People only dare to burn charcoal in the kitchen stove. If there is this stove. Sister..."

Jia Pingan sniffed, "When I was in Huazhou, I was so cold every winter, my fingers and toes were swollen, itchy and painful. I wish I could stay under the quilt every day, but I was still in the quilt. Shivering from the cold."

People in this era have basically zero concept of heating.

The rich and powerful can burn charcoal for warmth, but how can ordinary people afford charcoal?

So communication basically depends on roaring, and heating basically depends on shaking. I remember that there was a lazy man in the village at that time. He was too cold in winter, so he went out wrapped in a quilt. From a distance, it looked like a ball rolling.

"People can't afford to burn charcoal in their homes. If there were iron stoves like this at that time, and coal was not expensive, then winter would be the most enjoyable time."

The family chatting around the iron stove in later generations is a warm memory for many children for a lifetime.

Wu Mei was thoughtful, "The common people are really miserable. It was the same when I was in Ganye Temple."

My younger brother can actually produce such a good thing. If the price of iron is not high, I am afraid that everyone in the family can have one. But there is no need to worry. Last time, Ping An said that there are large iron mines on both sides of the Yalu River. As long as they are mined, smelted into iron and sent to Chang'an, the price of iron will naturally fall.

She looked at Jia Pingan with gentle eyes.

Adi made an iron stove, and the first one was sent to me, with a fistful heart... A sister couldn't remember me in the palace if there was any good stuff there, and she only wanted to cling to the emperor. Sure enough, brother treats me sincerely, but my family treats me falsely.

She suddenly smiled, "Ping'an, you are very talented in poetry, maybe you can write a poem?"

Well!

I'm blown away.

Jia Pingan searched his mind and suddenly thought of an article.

"The charcoal seller, cutting firewood and burning charcoal in the Nanshan Mountains, his face is dusty and smoky, his temples are gray and his fingers are black..."

The image of a charcoal seller appeared, vividly.

Duke Wuyang is indeed a great talent!

Zhou Shanxiang looked at Master Jia, his face flushed a little more.

"...The day of hunger for cattle and people is already high, and they rest in the mud outside the south gate of the city. With the document in hand, he pronounces the edict, and returns to the cart to tell the cattle to lead north. A cart of charcoal, more than a thousand catties, the imperial envoy will not cherish it. Half a horse The red gauze is one zhang long, and it is tied to the bull's head and filled with charcoal."

this……

Isn't this an indictment against the servant?

Zhou Shanxiang couldn't help being stunned.

"Ping'an is talking about those arrogant servants?"

Wu Mei's eyebrows became colder, "You can often see this kind of people in the palace, relying on their power to fly and domineering. So I should order Jiang Han to clean up."

Isn't this an innocent disaster?

Jia Pingan felt that he had committed a lot of crimes, but after thinking about it, he felt that this incident turned out to be a merit. There are a lot of servants in the palace who are domineering, so if they use this to clean up, isn't this a merit or virtue?

Lao Shao was absent for some reason, and Zhou Shanxiang sent Jia Pingan out later.

"Mr. Wuyang, there are such servants in the palace. In the past, it was not easy to touch them. Today, Mr. Wuyang moved the empress with a poem."

Zhou Shanxiang glanced at him, and seeing him calm, couldn't help secretly praising him.

"People say that persuasion should be clever, and Lord Wuyang is an extremely clever way of persuading..."

I just said it casually, and you actually raised it infinitely, Jia Pingan smiled slightly.

Zhou Shanxiang sent Jia Pingan out before returning, and the emperor came.

"What is this?"

Li Zhi saw the iron stove, no, he heard the sound of the copper kettle.

Wu Mei smiled and said: "This is the stove made by Ping An, Your Majesty, take a look."

After some inspection, Li Zhi couldn't help but praised: "It can be used for heating, boiling water and cooking. It is really a good thing."

You have to reward good things, do you want to use them if you don’t reward them with empty teeth?

Li Zhi was a little moved, thinking about whether he had an iron stove on his side.

But Jia Ping'an knows the method of making it now, how to do it?

"Mei Niang."

This is the so-called comprehension. Li Zhi felt that Wu Mei should know her own mind.

Wu Mei was indifferent, watching the memorial.

shrew!

Li Zhi walked away in a huff.

But I was quite looking forward to it in my heart, so I made an iron stove for reference.

"Cough cough cough!"

After the iron stove was finished, when it was lit, the room was full of smoke, and Wang Zhongliang slipped out, choking, and said tearfully, "Your Majesty, I can't stay, I can't stay!"

"Forget it, the weather is getting warmer, we'll talk about it at the end of the year." Li Zhi did not lose, and refused to bow to Wu Mei.

Even the smell of soot outside was very strong. Li Zhi couldn't bear it any longer, coughed a few times and ordered the iron stove to be removed.

He stood outside thinking about something.

Wang Zhongliang went in, "Your Majesty, it's already tasteless."

Li Zhi waved his hand.

Shen Qiu came.

"Your Majesty, there is a plan over there."

Li Zhi said lightly: "This is an opportunity."

Shen Qiu bowed, "Your Majesty, I am willing to go."

Murderous intent suddenly flourished.

"It's not right for you to go."

Li Zhi shook his head, "Let Jia Pingan go."

Shen Qiu was startled, "Mr. Wuyang go... that's right, this servant is stupid."

"Go."

Li Zhi watched Shen Qiu go away, and suddenly stretched out his arms and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wang Zhongliang always felt that the emperor laughed with relief, but he didn't know why.

Jia Ping'an is discussing things with the old coaches.

Cheng Zhijie, Su Dingfang, Liang Jianfang...

In the room, Cheng Zhijie was yelling and scolding, "The old man said to slow down, but you, an old thief, hurriedly led the army to rush over. Ashina Helu was like a frightened bird. He trembled all over when he heard the word Tang Jun, and he would naturally go far away." escape."

Liang Jianfang scolded: "The old man sneaked all the way, and only launched a surprise attack in the last ten miles. Who knows that Ashina Helu is so sharp. Damn, he is like a rabbit. The old man has submitted more than ten memorials to ask for a battle, and finally went out once. But I met a rabbit, I must have slipped my feet last time I went to the brothel, I was tired and out of luck, mother!"

The foot slipped... According to the vernacular of Chang'an brothel circles, it would collapse at the touch of a touch.

Su Dingfang said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jia is here, so be careful with your words."

Liang Jianfang was really angry, "How old is he? There are already two children. Do you think he is the boy from before?"

I'm still the boy I used to be!

Jia Pingan smiled.

"I just go to the brothel for a stroll, but out of ten times, I can see Li Jingye there. Tsk tsk! This grandson of the British Duke is indeed a frequent visitor to the brothel."

That Tie Hanhan jerk is well-known in Chang'an.

Jia Pingan felt that he couldn't waste time on such things, so he said: "Old men, Ashina Helu is so timid, he can't threaten Datang within a few years. I think the golden opportunity to destroy Goryeo is coming soon." .”

"But it should not be underestimated. Those Turkic people still miss the prosperity of the past, Ashina Helu must be destroyed!"

Cheng Zhijie said very seriously: "He can inspire those Turkic people to gather under the flag, which is a great hidden danger."

"As for Liaodong..." Cheng Zhijie's eyes were obviously filled with envy, "Just wait until they fight and lose all three, and then Datang calmly dispatches troops to wipe out Liaodong in one fell swoop."

The three exchanged glances with each other, and then Qi Qi looked at Jia Pingan with strange eyes.

What does this mean?

Jia Pingan said with a dry smile: "Three old men, this is... why don't you go to the Chang'an cafeteria for a drink? I'll treat you."

"Chang'an canteen is yours, yeah, do you have to pay for it?"

Cheng Zhijie scolded with a smile.

But according to the steward, every time Cheng Zhijie went there, he was given money, which was a lot.

"Where, just eat." Jia Ping panicked, feeling ashamed that the elders had to charge money for a meal.

Su Dingfang nodded, and Liang Jianfang said: "Xiao Jia, do you know that you are aggressive and aggressive, and I just treat you normally?"

Usual... Jia Ping'an was a little disappointed.

Cheng Zhijie said wildly: "The old man and others killed the prosperous world from the troubled times back then. What battles haven't you seen? What killings haven't you done? It's not wrong to say that it was a human slaughter. Naturally, you don't pay attention to these battles. .”

"The Beijing view is good." Su Dingfang comforted Jia Ping'an.

These old ghosts have nothing to kill in their lives, and Jia Ping'an is far behind.

Seeing that Jia Ping'an was still calm, Liang Jianfang secretly praised him.

"It's a good thing for Datang to have a few more sharp generals, but it's not much better. The old man and others value you for planning."

Liang Jianfang's eyes were full of emotion, "The first time you went to Diezhou, you planned to destroy the Tuyuhun rebels, and even built the capital on the road that must be passed by Ludongzan to frighten the Tubo people. At that time, I was still thinking... This is just a coincidence. But you kept surprising me later on. This expedition to Goryeo is even more joyful!"

"The new city is built on a mountain, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but it was defeated in your hands. What's more important..." Liang Jianfang's eyes became sharper, "When you get to the Yalu River, you can make a deterrent and wait for Korea to fight." , Baekje and Silla fought each other, and even plotted against Japan... Do you know what the letter from the British government to the old man said?"

Jia Ping shook his head.

Lao Li has been looking at everyone with gentle eyes all day long, without showing any emotions at all.

This old ghost is too insidious, if he hadn't made friends with Li Jingye, Jia Pingan would not have dared to approach him.

Liang Jianfang sighed, "The British public said that this son is far-sighted and has a keen eye. After ten years, he will definitely become the commander in chief."

Cheng Zhijie got up and came over, and slapped Jia Pingan so hard that he grinned.

"Kid, do you know what kind of commanders the Great Tang has produced?"

Of course I know, Li Jing, the follow-up is Li Ji... and then it's gone.

Xue Rengui can't be considered as a commander, neither can Pei Xingjian...

After these veterans withered, Datang fell into a situation where there was no one to use... Li Ji led the army to destroy Korea at an advanced age, and Su Dingfang defended Tubo at the age of 70... The younger generation couldn't take over the work, so that the old commanders had to drag the disabled body to fight.

"Li Weigong, the follow-up is the British Duke." Cheng Zhijie laughed at himself: "I know that I can't be considered a handsome talent. After Li Weigong said that he left, Li Ji was a handsome talent. Now that Li Ji is getting old, he said you are a handsome talent..."

The three old men looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Do you know what to do?"

This is……

This is inheritance!

Jia Ping'an's body trembled when he thought of his experience of being cared for by these old men overtly and secretly.

"The care and love of all the old men over the years..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The three of Cheng Zhijie laughed.

"Do you think that you are good at poetry, and you can make the old man and others look at you with some horseshoes? The old man's eyelids are not so shallow!" Liang Jianfang stared at him. Waiting for others to look at it differently. However, it seems that these years, even without the old man and others, you can tide over the difficulties."

Wonderful young man!

"Ashina Helu is just a minor problem. Liaodong, Tubo, and the wider Western Regions are your battlefields. Young people, we are getting old. In the future, the Tang Dynasty will have to rely on your generation."

Jia Pingan thinks that these old men shouldn't have the late temper of such heroes, right?

"You old men can fight for another ten years."

Ten years later...we will take over.

"Where did ten years come from?" Cheng Zhijie sighed: "This year, the old man feels heavy. Just today, the old man sent a memorial to beg for his bones."

"Young man, kill well!"

Cheng Zhijie's words made Jia Pingan confused.

Kill well!

"In this world, you kill me, and I kill you. If you don't kill...you have to be killed. Datang should kill."

Cheng Zhijie's melodies entered the palace.

Li Zhi took a look and said lightly: "No!"

The veterans are Datang's Dinghai Shenzhen. As long as there is one of them, the surrounding aliens will deal with Datang carefully. Otherwise, if they send one out, they will be exterminated.

His eyes darkened, "Old men are getting old, who else can I use?"

He thought of Xue Rengui, who was his favorite general. But obviously Xue Rengui is not handsome.

Who else?

Most of the remaining young generals are young, let alone commanding talents, even leading an army alone is dangerous.

He glanced at the memorial, suddenly startled.

——Wuyang Duke Jia Ping'an has a handsome talent, and the veteran urges His Majesty to reuse this person.

Jia Pingan!

Li Zhi closed his eyes and said for a long time, "I see."

This tone seemed to be talking face-to-face with Cheng Zhijie.

Then the emperor disappeared.

"Where did your majesty go?"

Wu Mei said angrily, "You didn't even notice?"

Shao Peng came in a hurry, "Queen, Your Majesty has gone to Lingyan Pavilion."

"It's been an hour." Shaopeng felt something was wrong.

"Go and see."

When Wu Mei arrived at Lingyan Pavilion, Li Zhi was in a daze in front of the portraits of heroes.

"His Majesty."

Li Zhi moved, "Mei Niang! Come in."

Wu Mei walked in and found Li Zhi looking at Cheng Zhijie's portrait.

"Why did His Majesty come here?"

Li Zhi said softly: "If you count from the beginning, you will find that Cheng Zhijie is listed as the nineteenth hero. Then look at the rest, Yuchi Jingde is waiting to die in the mansion, Li Ji is not bad..."

The emperor didn't even mention the number one eldest grandson Wuji!

Li Zhi looked carefully at the portraits of these heroes.

These heroes are all life-size. Yan Liben's painting skills are excellent, standing in front of him, he feels a murderous aura, and even an awe-inspiring aura.

"This is Datang!"

Li Zhi lowered his hand slightly, Wu Mei put her hand in, and he led Wu Mei out of Lingyan Pavilion slowly.

Standing outside, Li Zhi stared blankly, "Does Meiniang think I'm sentimental? No! I'm thinking that every generation of emperors has generations of emperors. The first emperor has been gone for several years, and these heroes have gradually withered, and then they came to our country. The era! I will make the Great Tang reign supreme!"

The emperor!

Wu Mei looked at him fascinatedly, "The concubine firmly believes in this."

Li Zhi tilted his head and said, "I asked Jia Pingan to go to Luoyang."

Wu Mei was silent for a moment.

Li Zhi said calmly: "Cheng Zhijie and others recommended Jia Pingan, saying that he is handsome."

"The concubine knows."

Jia Pingan was sad for a while. In the afternoon, he went to the cafeteria of Chang'an with the old men to have a rough meal, and ended up getting drunk...Is this the old man who is about to retire? You guys are fooling me!

When I got home, there was a sudden panic.

"Lang Jun is actually drunk?"

Jia Ping'an doesn't like drinking, and the number of times he got drunk can be counted on the fingers.

After a lot of tossing, Jia Ping'an succeeded in lifting the corpse.

Get up the next day, go around to shame him.

"Aye, you vomited a lot last night, it smelled so bad, I fainted from smelling it."

Jia Pingan didn't have the energy to argue with her.

"Aye, are you drunk?"

"yes!"

Jia Yu brought a bowl of soup very filially, "Aye, drink it quickly."

Good son, I will definitely not extubate in the future.

Jia Ping drank it all in one gulp.

Fuck!

what smell?

A somewhat familiar smell came.

Jia Pingan retched a bit, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Why does it look like the soup cooked by my cousin?"

When he first arrived at Jia's house, his cousin cooked this soup to coax him.

Su Ho came in, "Husband, my cousin said earlier that you like this soup the most, so I taught it to Cao Er..."

Jia Ping'an's cheeks trembled... Nightmare!

Jia Pingan was about to take a day off, but was called.

In the palace, Li Zhi looked at him and said calmly: "You escort one person to Luoyang, be careful all the way."

What is this?

When Jia Pingan saw that person, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Slave Li Jiao, I have met Duke Wuyang."

A charming face...