Great Tang Broom Star

The front is the thousand-step corridor, and there is a large pool on the right. The sun shone on the pool, and the reflected light was a bit dazzling.

Li Zhi walked up the Thousand Steps Corridor, stretched out his hand and patted the pillars, and said with a sudden smile, "I ordered Li Jiao to deal with this matter, so that Uncle has nothing to say..."

Being caught by his illegitimate daughter, Changsun Wuji could vomit blood in anger.

"But Li Jiao is just a woman, and I'm afraid that she won't be able to handle such a big event, so I asked Jia Pingan to accompany her as an escort... Li Jiao is eager to take revenge, and if there is any disagreement, she will definitely ask Jia Pingan for help, hahahaha!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Shen Qiu bowed his body.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Wang Zhongliang flattered and praised.

Li Zhi walked forward slowly, with countless thoughts in his mind.

"What does uncle do in the mansion?"

After deciding to attack Changsun Wuji, Baiqi placed eyeliner in Changsun's home.

Shen Qiu said: "He drinks and watches singing and dancing at home..."

"It's leisurely." Li Zhi couldn't hear the emotion in his words, "Why don't you always be leisurely?"

There are many reasons why the eldest grandson Wuji clings to the throne, one is not willing to give up power, and the other is that there are a large group of people behind him who depend on his leadership... and this happens to be what the emperor fears the most.

There was some coldness in his eyes, and he sneered.

"In addition, Changsun Chong was reprimanded when he went home earlier, and Changsun Wuji ordered him to leave."

Chang Sun Chong!

Li Zhi said indifferently: "When Auntie was there, Chang Sun Chong could often enter the palace. At that time, he was quite arrogant when he met me, and he reached out to pat me on the shoulder, or made fun of me..."

Shen Qiu shuddered, feeling that Chang Sun Chong really wanted to kill himself.

So be kind, don't be mean, maybe you are mean to this person today, and when you turn around, this person will be in a high position, and turn around and give you a heavy blow.

Then the emperor returned to his place and pointed to the side.

Wang Zhongliang slid over and knelt down,

But I feel aggrieved in my heart.

We didn't say anything or do anything today, why did His Majesty make you kneel?

Li Zhi ordered: "Tell Jia Pingan, this matter... must bring him in."

...

Jia's.

"Wu Shuang!"

When Su Ho came back from the front yard, he said happily, "Husband has sent a letter."

Wei Wushuang said in the room: "Da Lang is naughty, just read it."

Inside the room, Jia Yu was struggling under the pressure of the two maids, "Aniang, help!"

"Still moving!"

Wei Wushuang took off his clothes angrily, looked at the wound on his back and couldn't help being angry, "I know how to play, and I dare to jump from a high platform. This time I'm lucky, what should I do if I break a bone next time?"

Jia Yu yelled, "It's fine if you break a bone..."

Su Ho came in, saw this and said with a smile: "You really are a real man."

"Ah Fu!"

Running around outside, there was the sound of Ah Fu panting.

Like a gust of wind, Doudou poked his head outside the door and took a look, "Auntie, Auntie, did Aye write me a letter?"

"Your child's family, what kind of letter do you write?"

Wei Wushuang said angrily, and then gave Jia Yu some medicine.

"ah!"

Amidst the screams, Doudou pouted, "Aye must have gone looking for a woman."

Um?

Wei Wushuang and Su Ho looked at each other, and Wei Wushuang gave Su Ho a wink.

ask!

Su Ho walked over with a smile, leaned against the door and asked, "Doudou!"

"What?"

The sound was so crisp that the aura of the people in Guanzhong came out.

Ah Fu was humming and chirping at the side, wanting to squeeze in, but worried that he would get squeezed into his pocket.

Su Ho smiled and said, "Aye, what did you say before you left?"

If the husband is not wary of the child, he will definitely confide in his thoughts.

Doudou said casually: "What did Aye and Mr. Di say... Luoyang beauty or something."

OK!

Su Ho turned around and said angrily, "Wu Shuang!"

Wei Wushuang was also taken aback.

"My husband has been very steady in recent years, never messing around with other women. But... is this quiet and eager to move?"

Su Ho approached and whispered: "It seems that your husband has more energy!"

Wei Wushuang sneered, "So, after my husband comes back..."

The two looked at each other.

Squeeze dry!

Doudou shaves Jia Yu's face on the couch, "Shame, shame!", and then ran out.

Ah Fu followed closely behind, and the maids encountered along the way hurriedly avoided.

When he arrived at the front yard, DouDou stopped suddenly, frowned and said, "Why do I feel that I made a mistake? It should be a relative or friend in Luoyang asking..."

...

Gao Yang is teasing Jia Laosan.

"Da Lang, Da Lang, my name is A Niang."

But the child is not yet old enough to speak, and at most he babbles meaningless syllables.

"My Dalang really looks more and more handsome."

Gao Yang was laughing foolishly, smiling very happily alone.

"Princess."

Xiao Ling came, holding a letter in her hand.

"A letter from Lord Wuyang."

Gao Yang reached out to take it, opened it, and couldn't help laughing.

——I got two poems for my husband: the spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry. As a husband, I am willing to do my best for you, even after death.

Gao Yang blushed and spat lightly.

Is Lang Jun sleepless alone in Luoyang? If I knew it earlier, I would go with it...

"But he does great things."

Gao Yang felt ridiculous for his own thoughts.

The princess might be deceived... Xiao Ling said: "Mr. Wuyang has a carriage with him, she seems to be a beautiful woman."

hehe!

The thick-browed and big-eyed Duke Wuyang also rebelled!

But Gao Yang said carelessly: "That must be the emperor's woman. She is going to Luoyang, most likely to visit relatives... No, there is no need for Xiao Jia to go. Could it be..."

"Princess..." Xiao Ling's eyes flickered with a light called 'I'm a gossip', "Mr. Wuyang is probably... out of order."

Gao Yang frowned, "Could it be because I have more energy? That's right, Xiao Jia is physically strong, every time it makes me...ahem!"

Xiao Ling couldn't help but blush when she thought of the voices she heard outside.

Gao Yang's eyes became brighter, "So, when he comes back, I will..."

Squeeze!

...

Xincheng stood outside the door, watching two butterflies fluttering among the flowers.

"Princess."

There was worry in Huang Shu's eyes, "Princess, don't worry too much, it's not good for your health."

Xincheng said quietly: "Who is it bad for? The son-in-law? Or me."

Princess... hey!

Huang Shu thought of the son-in-law's recent performance, and couldn't help feeling unworthy for Xincheng.

"Princess." A maid came outside, "My son-in-law, please see me."

Xincheng lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together, and nodded.

Changsun Quan hurried in, looking a little out of breath.

"Princess, do you know someone impeached Mr. Xiang today?"

Xincheng said indifferently: "I don't know."

Does the son-in-law think she knows everything?

But these words are definitely just the beginning, the next thing the son-in-law will say...Princess, Xianggong is getting more and more difficult now, His Majesty is afraid that he will do something to him, you go to the palace to beg for him.

blah blah.

Changsun Quan sighed, and stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the extraordinarily jade tree facing the wind like this.

"Princess, Xianggong is getting more and more difficult now. His Majesty is afraid that he will do something to him. You go to the palace to beg for him."

He looked at Xincheng hopefully, but was surprised to find that the corners of Xincheng's mouth were slightly raised, as if he was in a good mood.

I guessed it right, word for word.

Xincheng felt a little sad.

The husband and wife have reached this point, whose fault is it?

She said calmly: "The emperor doesn't like me meddling in political affairs."

You are so ruthless, so cold!

Changsun Quan raised his head abruptly, "Princess, is she no longer concerned about our relationship?"

This is too much.

Huang Shu shouted: "The son-in-law respects himself, otherwise please go out."

As the female official next to Xincheng, she has the right to decide whether the eldest grandson Quan can enter or leave the princess mansion.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Chang Sun Quan suddenly laughed.

Xincheng said calmly: "I don't know what will happen to Changsun Wuji, but Changsun Wuji is Changsun Wuji, why can't the son-in-law tell the difference?"

Others are afraid to avoid it, but you are on the pole and leaning forward.

Even if something happens to Changsun Wuji, I can keep you by my side.

But you are jumping up and down like this...Xincheng would bet that every word and deed of Changsun Quan is under the surveillance of Baiqi, and the emperor is looking at him coldly.

"My son-in-law." Xincheng was making his last effort, "Stop it."

The word "slut" was restrained by Chang Sun Quan, he sneered and said: "It's fine for the princess to die, but she is still sarcastic!"

He walks away.

Huang Shu looked at Xincheng worriedly, "Princess, don't be sad."

"Why am I hurt?" Xincheng smiled and said, "It's all about benevolence and righteousness. Prepare the car, go to find Gaoyang, visit the child, and drink along the way."

...

Jia Ping'an tried his best, but found nothing.

He repeatedly interrogated the criminals and ransacked their homes repeatedly, but he still couldn't find any evidence that Changsun Wuji participated in this operation.

How could this old thing be hidden so deep?

Yang Qing is here.

"People in Luoyang are panicking!"

"I haven't done anything evil, so why are people panicking?"

Li Jiao sneered.

This woman has a tendency to become a shrew.

Jia Pingan said: "I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to continue. If we can't find evidence, I will return to Chang'an."

Let's go, let's go!

Yang Qing wished he could use magic spells, and sent Jia Pingan and others to Chang'an with all his might.

Jia Ping'an suddenly had an idea.

"Could it be...he really never participated?"

I remember that in history, Changsun Wuji almost surrendered without any resistance at all.

Is this the leader of a small circle who has all the power for a while? Anyway, you struggle a bit!

Once this idea is born, it will never go away.

Yang Qing then left.

Li Jiao was looking through the confession, and felt a sore neck for a long time, so she raised her head and rubbed it.

The neck looks good, at least much more beautiful than the Jingwu duck neck, slender, and white and tender.

"Why are you being lazy?"

Li Jiao has a very violent temper.

Jia Pingan said quietly: "I feel... Changsun Wuji was not involved in this matter."

If he participated, would Li Yifu need to impeach him?

Li Yifu was a dog, and the emperor would let him out to bite him when he needed to go astray.

Li Jiao froze for a moment, then slapped the case table and growled, "No, he must have participated."

Avenging her mother is her biggest obsession, but Jia Ping'an destroyed her obsession with one sentence.

This girl... is a bit crazy.

"Why not participate? Do you have evidence?"

Li Jiao panted, staring at Jia Pingan and asked.

"Changsun Wuji knows the overall situation no matter what. If he wants to participate in this plan, he will definitely not be so light-hearted. The three families..."

Jia Pingan sneered and said, "Are you sure that this is Changsun Wuji's handwriting?"

"If Changsun Wuji participates, the scale will be very large. I'm afraid we will be very nervous in Luoyang."

Jia Pingan no longer had doubts in his heart, "We preconceived it as soon as we arrived, and concluded that Changsun Wuji was involved in this matter, but why didn't we assume that he didn't know?"

"Presumption of guilt is a no-brainer!"

Jia Pingan figured it out, and couldn't help but secretly proud.

Li Jiao looked at those confessions, and suddenly reached out to brush them away.

Paper is flying everywhere.

Afterwards, Li Jiao fell into a kind of obsession, scrutinizing every word in the confession every day, excited when he found a possibility, and then went to interrogate the criminal.

"No, no!"

She grabbed her hair and patted the table, "It turned out to be wrong again."

"I can't be wrong, I can't be wrong..."

Outside the door, Jia Pingan calmly said: "You are attacking an empty enemy. If you continue like this, if the enemy remains silent, you may become a lunatic."

Li Jiao raised her head, her disheveled hair did not detract from her charm.

"I'm not crazy!"

"That's what lunatics usually say. Even those alcoholics, if you ask me, they will say that I'm not drunk and I can still drink."

"You are the lunatic, I found another clue, this time I will definitely get Changsun Wuji out of power!"

Li Jiao squatted excitedly on the ground and collected the papers that recorded the confession.

Nice butt.

Jia Ping'an suddenly said: "In this case, why don't we talk about it after eating and resting."

Li Jiao hadn't eaten for two days, and only after hearing this did she realize that she was unbearably hungry.

Later, the two toasted and drank.

"I will definitely let him get retribution!"

Jia Ping raised his glass, "Drink."

Li Jiao looked at him suddenly, and laughed like a flower blooming.

"You want to get me drunk and plot something wrong?"

You don't even bother to recommend yourself to Pillow Seat, you think so beautifully. Of course, it is impossible to recommend a pillow mat. This woman is quite scheming and uses this to lure him.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she knows that her capital should not be wasted, but Jia Pingan is not tempted, which makes Li Jiao angry, but there is nothing she can do.

"You drank too much."

Seeing Li Jiao's drunken eyes, Jia Ping'an was ready to collect the wine glass.

Snapped!

Li Jiao slapped his hand away and shouted, "I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

Jia Pingan went out with a smile.

Later, Li Jiao fell to the ground softly.

She woke up slowly the next day, clutching her forehead and moaning.

"My head hurts!"

She patted her forehead, sat up abruptly, touched her body up and down, and then felt in a daze whether there was any abnormality in her body.

"Fortunately, he didn't take the opportunity to eat it."

"Li Jiao, Li Jiao, when did you become so indulgent?"

She warned herself seriously, and she couldn't help getting angry when she found out that she had slept in a drinking place last night.

"Why don't you get a woman to help me into bed?"

Jia Ping'an's voice came from outside, "Clean up and go back today."

Li Jiao was taken aback.

She stumbled to the door, "Why?"

"Why don't you go back and study here? I have a lot of things to do and I don't have time."

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "But it's all right?"

"It turns out that you deliberately got me drunk."

Only then did Li Jiao know Jia Ping'an's intentions.

But the mental state recovered overnight, I really want to thank Jia Ping'an.

"Thank you, Duke Wuyang."

"There are thousands of things in the world, and there are countless things to experience in a person's life. If everything is hysterical and violent, what are you doing alive? Is life interesting?"

"You're still young."

Jia Pingan felt that she should not be blinded by hatred.

Li Jiao crossed her arms, bowed her head and said, "My aunt is very gentle. When I was sick when I was young, my aunt stayed up all night and stayed by my side, singing songs. My aunt jumped for joy when I recovered... …even danced to celebrate. Mamma…beautiful.”

There were drops of water dripping from her face, one drop after another.

"I have lived in Luoyang for many years. The year before last, Auntie said that I was growing up. She took me back to Chang'an, and went to Changsun Wuji to ask about my future..."

"The first time A Niang went, she came back with a pale face and forced a smile. The second time I went... there was a slap on her face. The third and last time, A Niang went to the eldest grandson's house..."

Li Jiao raised her head, sniffed, "I never came back."

"I waited for her at home, but I couldn't wait no matter how long I waited. I went to the eldest grandson's house, but was turned away."

She stared at the void, "I just thought my mother would come back!"

Poor baby!

Jia Pingan said lightly: "The deceased is dead, you still have to live, don't be immersed in such emotions. Pack up and get ready to go."

Yang Qing sent them out of Luoyang City with a look of joy!

"Mr. Wuyang, go slowly! Come back later."

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "So I'll come back tomorrow."

Yang Qing was bluffed, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Jia Pingan smiled happily.

When passing by Sanmenxia, ​​Jia Pingan saw that the peasants were still building the plank road, so he searched for it.

Yan Liben is writing and drawing.

"Yan Gong!"

"Mr. Wuyang."

Yan Liben raised his head, "When did you come? Come on, let's talk. The old man is more and more interested in your new study."

Jia Ping took a look, and what Lao Yan painted turned out to be Sanmenxia.

wipe!

What are you waiting for?

Jia Pingan rolled up the paper calmly.

"I'm anxious on the way back, and I can use it if I can't say it!"

This guy is so shameless, Yan Liben pointed at him and scolded with a smile: "The paper from the old man's house, as long as there are ink stains on it, all swarm to fight for it. So that some people are often squatting outside the house, seeing the servants of the old man's house coming out to take out the trash , just circle around, and split up all the garbage in twos and threes."

Do you think you are Tang Bohu?

No, Lao Yan seems to be more powerful than Tang Bohu, not only a great painter, but also an architect. And Tang Bohu seems to be most famous for his erotic palace?

The two went down the mountain wall and pointed to the plank road under construction to communicate with each other.

Yan Liben sincerely asked him to stay, so Jia Ping'an went to sleep with him that night.

After some nonsense, Jia Pingan endured sleepiness and asked, "How many paintings did Yan Gong draw here?"

Yan Liben said sleepily: "Three pictures."

Only three.

Too much.

"What about the painting Yan Gong promised me?"

Yan Liben woke up suddenly, sat up and looked at the wooden box, "We'll talk about it when we get back to Chang'an."

I believe in your evil!

Jia Pingan sneered.

To deal with dishonest people, you have to use tricks.

Later, Jia Pingan asked: "Mr. Yan, can you take it yourself?"

Yan Liben was already in a daze, so he responded casually, "Okay."

The next day, Yan Liben woke up and found that Jia Ping'an was gone.

"Where's Duke Wuyang?"

"Mr. Wuyang said he was in a hurry, so he left early in the morning."

"This Lord Wuyang!"

Yan Liben muttered, and glanced at the wooden box, there was a note on it.

——Yan Gong, I asked you last night, and you told me to pick it up myself.

On the mountain road, Jia Pingan laughed loudly holding three paintings.

"Developed, developed!"