Great Tang Broom Star

"Datang broom star ()"!

In the residence, Zheng Yuandong sat down.

It was getting dark outside the window, and the setting sun disappeared into the sky. The wind blew the window lattice.

Knock knock!

There is a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Zheng Yuandong's voice was lifeless.

The door was pushed open, and Yuan, the servant of Zheng Yuandong's house, came in.

"Yuan Jin, go ahead."

Yuan Jin bowed, "Since you came to Xianggong's side four years ago, Xianggong has known your intention for coming."

Boom!

Zheng Yuandong suddenly stood up, his eyes were alert, and he glanced at the horizontal knife hanging on the wall.

Yuan Jin didn't seem to notice, he said calmly: "Your every move is under the control of my husband. Five days ago, my husband called me and asked me to tell you... Tell Yuan Dong to live well."

Zheng Yuandong's cheeks trembled slightly.

"Master!"

He covered his face with his hands and wept bitterly.

"Master!"

There is no one at this moment.

Changsun Wuji was allowed to be his number one hero by the first emperor, no matter whether it is martial arts or martial arts, it is not ordinary. Zheng Yuandong has been by his side for several years, since he has already noticed it, why didn't he alienate him?

There is only one possibility.

Changsun Wuji wanted to pass on his words and deeds to the emperor through him.

The old man has no shame in his heart!

Zheng Yuandong sat like this until dawn.

His eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were blank.

"What am I going to do next?"

Changsun Wuji is gone,

His position was Changsun Wuji's personal staff, so naturally he disappeared.

But the world is so big, where should I go?

He walked out of the house and wandered the streets in a daze.

"Mr. Zheng!"

"Mr. Zheng!"

Zheng Yuandong turned around in a daze.

I don't know when he came to the Iron Head Restaurant.

How did this man lose his mind? Duoduo stood outside the restaurant, frowning at him.

Zheng Yuandong staggered into the wine shop.

"Do you want to drink?"

Duoduo started to practice calligraphy again.

Zheng Yuandong shook his head, then nodded, and laughed at himself: "Maybe I should get completely drunk, so... that I can forget those sorrows and troubles."

"Sad?" Duoduo was very curious. In her eyes, Zheng Yuandong is... How should I put it! He likes to secretly show off his literary talents and his foresight. How did he encounter such a thing?

"Yes, but they are not relatives, but I am extremely sad."

"Then have a drink."

Many began to practice calligraphy.

"Alcohol is something that can make people forget their worries. But when they wake up after being drunk, this person will be even more sad."

Zheng Yuandong smiled and said: "That's not bad, at least it's good to forget for a night."

Grief kills, and it is painful to live.

He didn't want food either, so he just toasted and drank.

In the first year, Eldest Sun Wuji treated him normally, but in the second year he was much better, and he often kept him by his side, and he didn't shy away from him when doing things.

At that time, he was still complacent, thinking that he was so skilled that he was able to hide the truth from the important officials of the late emperor...

But it was only yesterday that he realized that all of this was just a dream. Changsun Wuji knew his identity a long time ago, but still kept him. Otherwise, it only takes one accident to make him disappear from this world.

Live well!

Zheng Yuandong drank the wine in the glass abruptly, closed his eyes, and tears gushed out from them.

Duoduo stopped writing and glanced at him, then shook his head, "I'm sad... I'm going to cry out loud. After Aye was stabbed to death, I cried for three days and three nights, almost blinded by crying. It's much more comfortable."

Zheng Yuandong wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and asked hoarsely, "Why?"

Duoduo said calmly while writing: "Because I know that when Aye left, I must be the one who was most worried about me. If I was heartbroken and muddled from now on, Aye's spirit in heaven would definitely be very anxious."

Zheng Yuandong sniffed, "What if people die like a lamp goes out?"

Duoduo looked at him with his head tilted, and suddenly smiled, smiling... If Jia Ping'an came, he must say that this smile is particularly healing.

"If a person's death is like a lamp being extinguished, then the dead should be dead, and the living must continue to work hard to live."

Zheng Yuandong stayed there for an unknown amount of time, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

Many shook their heads.

Zheng Yuandong looked at the restaurant and suddenly asked, "Are you short of manpower here?"

Duoduo nodded, "Que, some brothers were persuaded by me to start a family and start a business, and to do business. Now there is no manpower in the restaurant, and there is no manpower outside."

She continued to practice calligraphy.

"I... I can help. No, I can do things."

...

Jia Pingan went to look for Zheng Yuandong in vain. There was nothing missing in the house, and there were no signs of damage.

"Is this person taken away honestly?"

Old Zheng, don't blame me... It's not that I forgot you, but I was thinking of coming back after Changsun Wuji left, so as not to provoke eyes and ears.

He thought a lot, Zheng Yuandong used to like to go there most, and he didn't know what would happen to Duoduo after he disappeared.

That girl... is actually not bad!

When Jia Pingan arrived at the Iron Head Restaurant, he saw a familiar person as soon as he entered.

"Old Zheng?"

Zheng Yuandong in front of him was wiping the table in his buddy's clothes, working very hard... There was a stubborn stain on the table, and he was wiping it persistently.

Zheng Yuandong raised his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Wuyang, it's been a long time."

Duoduo is still practicing calligraphy on the sidelines, Zheng Yuandong is working...

Later, the two sat down in a corner.

"Changsun Wuji went very calmly, poured down a glass of poisoned wine, and went away in an instant."

Jia Pingan thinks this is not bad... I remember that in the original history, he was dispatched to Qianzhou. Li Yifu sent Yuan Gongyu to Qianzhou to interrogate the elder Sun Wuji, and then hanged himself.

Was this what forced him to hang himself?

Power struggles are never a dinner party, either you die or I die.

Zheng Yuandong nodded, "Master has never lacked courage."

Your control chip is... completely throwing away the one from the emperor?

It can be said that no one has ever turned his face as an undercover agent.

"Before he left, he bid farewell to his children and grandchildren one by one. Finally, he said that he wanted to live for a while, but he was worried that the late emperor would laugh at him, so he asked for poisoned wine. At that time, his captors were watching outside and did not stop him .”

Jia Pingan looked at him, "What are your future plans?"

Zheng Yuandong looked down at the clothes on his body, and said with a smile: "I will be the clerk of Tietou Restaurant from now on, Lord Wuyang remember to come to patronize the business next time."

Jia Ping'an was very surprised, "If you go back to His Majesty, at least you can be the master."

From being an undercover agent to being in charge, is this a big temptation?

Super big!

Shen Yuandong looked calm.

"No!"

Jia Pingan looked at it many times.

"You guys... that's fine too."

Jia Pingan left Pingkangfang, Shen Qiu was waiting for him outside.

"We happened to be looking for you. Zheng Yuandong is inside?"

The emperor...does he know about the embarrassment between me and Zheng Yuandong?

Jia Ping'an's back was instantly sweaty.

Jia Ping suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and nodded.

What does this mean?

Li Zhi wants to silence? The so-called flying birds are gone, good bows are hidden. Zheng Yuandong's undercover mission was over, and in order to keep his mouth shut, Li Zhi ordered Shen Qiu to kill him.

"Your Majesty is not prepared to silence."

Shen Qiu seemed to be a roundworm in his stomach, but his eyes were not quite right, and there was even a sarcasm in them.

"Your Majesty ordered him to be the head of the Ministry of Rites, so let's look for him now."

Jia Pingan coughed dryly, "Old Shen, you don't have to go."

"What do you mean?" Shen Qiu narrowed his eyes.

"He was physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to live in peace."

Shen Qiu shook his head and asked: "Why did Duke Wuyang get mixed up with Zheng Yuandong?"

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "Fate, this is all fate."

"Fate?" Shen Qiu said meaningfully: "We have heard the eminent monks say that the fate between people is destined by heaven, some people do not know each other face to face, while some travel thousands of miles and become best friends from now on."

Why are these words a bit like those slobbering words on the Internet in later generations?

——Hearing that there is you in the distance, I set off to travel thousands of miles.

What else... I've blown the wind you've blown, does that count as a hug.

"That eminent monk of yours..."

"Don't you want to blaspheme the eminent monk." Shen Qiu said dissatisfied: "It's Master Xuanzang. By the way, His Majesty is going to the Great Mercy Temple today, Master Xuanzang will speak for His Majesty, and the Empress wants you to go."

A sister learned that she and the emperor's undercover agent were getting mixed up, and she was afraid that she wanted to kill him.

It was only at this moment that Jia Pingan realized that his relationship with Zheng Yuandong was in Li Zhi's sight. Fortunately, there were no mistakes in his words and deeds, and he had a clear conscience, so he let him go.

Whether it is Changsun Wuji or the emperor, they all just smiled at Zheng Yuandong and his tricks.

Sure enough, they are not fuel-efficient lamps.

After going to the Daci'en Temple, my sister might kick him to death.

How to avoid this catastrophe?

Say sick?

Shen Qiu is right here, he is loyal and will definitely tell the truth.

or……

"Old Shen, my stomach hurts." Jia Pingan clutched his stomach with a pained look on his face. At this moment, he felt that he was an actor, with absolute perfect marks.

hehe!

Shen Qiu gloated and said: "The empress said, if you don't go... come here!"

A group of hundred riders appeared, and someone held a rope in their hands, looking at Jia Pingan strangely.

"If you don't go, take it off and tie it up."

...

Da Ci'en Temple was built by the emperor for Empress Wende, and it can be called a royal temple.

When Jia Ping'an arrived, the emperor and empress were listening to Xuanzang's discourse, and they had most likely listened to it for a long time.

Some futons were placed in the lobby, Xuanzang sat opposite, and a group of monks stood behind him.

Li Zhi glanced at Jia Ping'an, then continued to listen to Xuanzang's statement.

Wu Mei narrowed her eyes dangerously... pointing to the side futon.

My life is over!

Jia Pingan sat on the side obediently and smiled at Sister A.

Erpilian!

Wu Mei had a cold face.

"...I am restless, but I can recite the Heart Sutra, and I can recite it every day without stopping, and I have incredible feelings..."

Xuanzang's voice was neither high nor low, and very peaceful, without any emotion at all.

Then there is the chanting of scriptures.

Dozens of monks recited the Heart Sutra translated by Master Xuanzang in unison.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practice the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time..."

Li Zhi lowered his eyes and his lips trembled slightly.

Wu Mei recited it in a low voice.

"Seeing that the five aggregates are all empty and saving everything..."

Jia Pingan would not, looking at the monks boredly.

Xuanzang didn't chant, he glanced at him and smiled slightly.

After finishing the recitation later, Li Zhi thanked Xuanzang and rewarded him with many things.

Before leaving, he asked suddenly: "Why doesn't the mage stop begging to go to Shaolin Temple?"

Xuanzang didn't like the atmosphere in Chang'an City, and he only wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song to translate scriptures. It is also very close to his hometown Yanshi Goushi.

Li Zhi was very curious why he died down... Xuanzang was a man of firm will, otherwise he would not have made the great wish to go to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures. He went through countless difficulties and obstacles along the way, but he never flinched and overcame all obstacles to reach Tianzhu.

Why did such a person shrink back?

Xuanzang said calmly, "Life is death, and death is life."

Li Zhi nodded, Wu Mei pulled Jia Pingan aside and scolded Jia Pingan.

"When did you meet Zheng Yuandong?"

"half year ago……"

"Um!"

Do you think my wife is easy to coax? Wu Mei's phoenix eyes contained evil spirits.

Jia Pingan said honestly: "It was more than three years ago."

Wu Mei gritted her teeth and said: "You are trying to die. Your Majesty, you actually...a place in the palace is blocked, you can unblock it tomorrow. If it doesn't work for three days...it will hurt!"

"Sister, please forgive me."

Those gutters stink and contain all sorts of strange things. Some things make me sick when I see them.

Jia Ping's face was earthy.

Then the emperor left.

"How is Lord Wuyang doing?"

After Xuanzang sent the emperor away, he turned around and asked.

"Eating and drinking, no fun. Did some good things along the way."

Jia Pingan feels that he is a good person by nature.

Xuanzang pointed to the inside, and entered the Daci'en Temple with Jia Ping'an.

In the quiet room, Xuanzang sat opposite him, and said with a relaxed expression: "Since I saw my sister, I have written a letter every month, and my sister also has a letter to the poor monk...Wu Yanggong feels that the monk You shouldn't be attached to the world of mortals."

"Monks are people too."

Monks are also born of parents.

"Seeing that you still have something to say, come and listen to the poor monk."

A monk next to him looked at Xuanzang in surprise, "Master, he is not from Fang, he is still young."

Listening to such a young man say that the choice between Fang Wai and the world is better than translating the scriptures.

Xuanzang shook his head.

Jia Pingan thought for a while, past and present are mixed together in his mind...

"A monk seeks liberation. How can he be free? It is to cut off the attachment to the world of mortals and the temptation of all kinds of desires... But people are people. Even if you become a god, you have to have parents and relatives, and you have to miss those ten The kindness of being conceived on a monthly basis, the love of parents and relatives who miss the babbling time, that kind of unreserved love, is the most cherished thing in a person's life."

Xuanzang nodded slightly.

The monk frowned, "If you don't cut off these things, how can you achieve success?"

Buddhism also has a road.

Jia Pingan suddenly laughed, "The monk has forgotten... the pursuit of any achievement is nothing but a manifestation of desire. You have desires, what kind of family do you come from? What kind of Buddha do you become?"

The monk was taken aback, "But what we are after is the supreme achievement, transcending the world of mortals..."

Your eloquence is really not good enough!

"For example, in the eyes of pigs and sheep, what human beings pursue is the Dao?"

The monk laughed and said, "Pigs and sheep are ignorant..."

"But in the eyes of the gods, human beings are also ignorant. This so-called Dao is actually a kind of secularism."

Later generations are materialistic, and most of the outsiders Jia Pingan met were more like businessmen.

Duke Wuyang is so eloquent? The monk was speechless, and said with a red face, "This... this..."

"Good, good!"

Xuanzang said with a smile: "Every time I talk with Lord Wuyang, the poor monk always benefits a lot. The great way in our eyes is just a small way in the eyes of others, it's a joke."

Jia Pingan said: "Actually, practice comes and goes, but it's just a matter of sticking to one's heart. Peace of mind is a way out, and the mind is as messy, even in the deep mountains and old forests, it is also a busy city."

Now that you have become a monk, you are still fighting and arguing endlessly... so what kind of family is it?

The monk suddenly praised: "Peace of mind is Fangwai, but the poor monk is greedy and angry. Duke Wuyang is so spiritual... Master, may he be accepted as a disciple?"

He glanced at Jia Pingan enviously.

Being Xuanzang's disciple is the dream of monks all over the world, but Xuanzang is very cautious.

Monk?

How can it be?

Jia Ping'an instantly thought of his wife and children, Gao Yang and Jia Laosan... and those people... Sister, Li Jingye...

This is the bondage of the world of mortals.

Xuanzang shook his head, "The poor monk went to Luoyang with his elder brother when he was ten years old. His mind is pure, so he can be vigorous and diligent. If Lord Wuyang is willing..."

Jia Pingan quickly declined, "I already have a wife and children at home, but it's not easy to become a monk."

The monk gave a few examples, all of which involved abandoning their families and sons to become a monk and finally becoming a generation of famous monks.

Well!

Doing this, what is it to treat your wife, children and relatives?

Jia Pingan declined, and then left.

Behind him, the monk said regretfully: "Mr. Wuyang is indeed full of spirituality, but it is a pity that he is greedy for the world of mortals."

Xuanzang said indifferently: "This kind of people must be a general in the future, and have a great future. When the poor monk saw him for the first time, he felt that he was full of spirituality, and he was a bit out of tune with the people around him, as if he was left behind. Independence. Seemingly laughing at Yan Yan, but alienated. Seeing him again today, but already integrated into one body, congratulations."

...

Back home, Jia Pingan hurriedly said: "Su Ho, quickly find me an old suit of clothes, it will be worn soon."

Su Ho was telling her a story with her arms around her, when she heard the words, she asked, "Husband, are you going to farm?"

Farming is also good!

But that can't be said.

"Aye, take me there."

Doudou ran over, hugged his thigh and begged.

"It stinks, you can't stand it."

"I can!"

Doudou has a firm attitude.

"My daughter is so determined? So you can go and clean up Abao's place, and I will take you there after cleaning."

Doudou cheered, and then ran away in a flash.

Jia Yu asked, "Aye, I heard that a treacherous official died?"

"Who said that?"

"Fangzheng said that it was a traitorous minister who conspired against him, but His Majesty was able to see clearly, and the mirror hung high... He was aware of it."

This is to build momentum, Li Zhi may not want to do that, but Changsun Wuji is his own uncle after all, since he has been cruel to him, he has to find an excuse, otherwise how will it be written in the history books?

——Di forced Wuji to commit suicide by drinking poison!

This is black history!

Jia Pingan went to the front yard.

Du He was leading a group of people around the stables, and Ah Bao's uneasy voice came from the stables, as if he had encountered a monster.

"Little lady, it stinks here, you better come out quickly."

"I'm not going out, Ah Bao, lift your leg, I'm going to sweep it down."

Wang Laoer looked distressed, "Little lady, you come out, that... Xiaoyu, you go and sweep."

Hanging around and akimbo, "No, I will clean it myself."

But how can a child scan?

Jia Pingan watched with a smile as Doudou was cleaning the stables clumsily, while Abao kept moving.

The little pony next to him rubbed and rubbed his head against DouDou's face.

Very loving scene.

"This is a crime!"

Aunt Wang came to visit with her son in her arms, and seeing the powder-carved and jade-carved Doudou cleaning the stables, and a group of guards watching, she couldn't help but get angry.

"Can you still sit back and watch and do this kind of work?"

Du He said embarrassingly: "Little lady said she's betting with Mr. Lang!"

Even Duan Chuliang was very dissatisfied and said: "A person as crystal clear as the little lady should be pampered, sir... this is a child's play."

If it continues, Jia Ping'an will arouse public outrage.

"Ahem!"

He coughed twice, raised his head in a circle, and there was a stain on his face, and said happily: "Aye, I cleaned it up!"

On the second day, Jia Pingan went out with a bag, and Jia Yu's eyes were full of envy.

"Take you next time!"

Jia Pingan rubbed his head, carried Doudou onto the horse's back, and then got on the horse.

"Let's go, my father and I will enter the palace."

"Walk!"

Going around happily, looking around all the way.

"Xiao Jia!"

Uncle Li rode over and took a look at DouDou, "Old man, what's wrong with you today? You're bloated. It turned out that you brought a little doll. Little DouDou, do you still remember me?"

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