MTL - Great Tang Broom Star-v2 Chapter 1103 chicken tonight

  Chapter 1103 Chicken tonight

   When the Dashi envoy saw Jia Pingan again, it was the first day before the mission was going back.

   This time Jia Pingan met him at the Ministry of War.

  The envoy saluted as soon as he came in, very respectful.

   "Tell those people that Datang likes to make friends, but friends can't talk about friendship while stabbing a knife, that's it."

  Diplomatic statement has a lot of details, such as saying something beautiful first, talking about the relationship between the two countries in a hype, and then mentioning the areas and issues of concern to both sides.

   But Jia Ping'an didn't have the time, so talking was the current area of ​​concern for both sides.

  The envoy left and asked suddenly before leaving: "What will happen if Dashi attacks Tochara?"

  Jia Pingan just picked up a document, heard the words and looked at the messenger and said: "War!"

  The envoy's heart trembled.

   Jia Pingan nodded, "I will go!"

  He is not Gao Xianzhi, and he will not trust those foreigners who follow Datang to make money, such as Ge Luolu and Tocharo, only the strength of the Datang army is king.

  Ge Luolu!

   Jia Pingan remembered.

  The envoy set off with the mission. After leaving the city, he slowly turned his head and said, "I always feel that... there will be a battle with Datang."

  …

  This is a **** era, you have to fight for what you want. You stare at others, and others stare at you. The whole world was killed and killed, and the population continued to wither, but immediately after the war ended, it would grow rapidly again.

   It's like leeks!

  After being harvested, it seemed that it would never grow again, but soon the stubble began to grow again.

   "Xiao Jia!"

  Jia Pingan met Dou Dexuan just as he was about to sneak away.

   "Master Dou!"

  Dou Dexuan is now the prime minister, and he can be said to be in high spirits.

  Even the eyes of the following officials seemed to grow on top of their heads.

  Dou Dexuan said with a smile: "Go down to the Yamen to drink."

hehe!

   Innocent courtesies, either adultery or robbery.

  Jia Pingan declined, "I promised someone else today, so I can't go."

  Dou Dexuan looked regretful, turned around and watched Jia Pingan go away.

  The officials around him said, "Why should Mr. Xiang condescend so much?"

The smile on Dou Dexuan's face gradually dissipated, and he turned to look at the official, "What is condescension? Do you want to say that as a prime minister, the old man has to look down on the world? You know that if he was not too young, Jia Ping'an would have been able to enter the imperial court long ago. Mutually?"

  Official: “…”

  Dou Dexuan chuckled, "If Xiao Jia hadn't made the move this time, do you think this old man can beat Zhang Wenguan?"

  …

  Jia Pingan really has something to do today.

  Wei Qingyi sent a message to someone yesterday, saying that he was looking for something.

  Out of the Daming Palace, standing outside was Wei Qingyi.

  This girl has an aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi standing up.

  But looking from the back, you can see some buttocks, slightly pushing up the robe. Further up, it suddenly sank in. This is the back.

  A head of black hair has no extra headgear, just a hairpin.

   Jia Pingan suddenly became playful and wanted to scare her.

  Just two steps behind Wei Qingyi, Wei Qingyi turned around slowly as if he had eyes behind his back.

  The autumn wind was blowing, and the black hair was blowing. Wei Qingyi asked, "What do you want to do?"

   Jia Pingan subconsciously took a look at her fierceness, and thought of the "diagnosis and treatment" for her last time.

  Wei Qingyi's eyes were cold, "Master said he was tortured in Baiqi, so he asked the Duke to help."

   "Who will torture him?"

  Jia Ping'an felt that Baiqi would not be able to torture Fan Ying's old magic stick.

"where?"

   "It is said that it is in Pingkangfang."

  …

  Pingkangfang is the holy place in the hearts of men in Chang'an, where eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling can be satisfied. Once you enter Pingkangfang, you are considered to have entered the Selling Gold Cave.

  Gambling has been a hobby of human beings for a long time, and there is no shortage of it in Pingkangfang.

  Gambling is not allowed in the Tang Dynasty, but the law cannot control these people... The key is that the rich and powerful are fond of gambling, how can you prohibit it.

   There are many types of gambling in Datang, the most popular one is Shuanglu, and there is also the more exotic cockfighting and goose fighting...

   Li Xian and Li Zhe gambled in a cockfight, Wang Bo wrote an article to add to the fun, and was kicked out of the palace...

   This is the current situation.

   A restaurant in Pingkangfang was packed with people.

   There was a large space in the middle, and the feathers on the necks of the two chickens were blown up, and they were swimming away...

  Outside, Fan Ying was begging for mercy with a fighting cock, "I'm not good at this..."

  Yang Dashu squatted on the side, dressed as a casual man, "Our Baiqi is best at killing people, and you are the best at such tricks and abductions. If you don't go, then go back."

  Fan Ying was overjoyed, "Can the old man go back?"

   God!

  The old man is going to do things, to make money, to...

   Freedom is back.

  Yang Dashu said sinisterly: "Baiqi is also responsible for cracking down on liars, especially liars who do things."

  Fan Ying froze, "But the old man has lost hundreds of dollars in the past few days, and he is poor."

Yang Dashu leaned against the door panel, stretched out his hand to search in his arms, as if he was catching lice, "I wanted to give you this money, but seeing that you have exhausted everything in the past few days and thought about how to make a comeback, Shen Zhongguan was very relieved, and said that you will spend two days at most. will succeed."

  Fan Ying had a bitter face, but when she turned around, there was excitement in her eyes.

   Gambling!

  The cockfight inside was in full swing, and the owners of the two chickens leaned over and shouted to cheer for their chickens.

  The gamblers who were betting on the sidelines were also shouting, and the sound waves rushed out, and Fan Ying couldn't help trembling all over.

   "Scared?" Yang Dashu felt that Fan Ying's state was not right.

   "No!" Fan Ying's face was flushed, her eyes blurred, "I'm excited."

   This guy was able to confuse those pious practitioners to gamble when he was in Zhongnan Mountain, and he was even more like a fish in water when he arrived in Chang'an. After a few days of defeat, he finally regained his feeling today.

  Fan Ying went in.

  A Baiqi quietly came to Yang Dashu's side, and whispered: "Is it possible?"

  Yang Dashu shook his head, "I don't know."

   Baiqi said: "Fan Ying's face has turned pale after losing these few days. She said she borrowed money. If she loses again today, she might even be worth the dirty pants. Why didn't she make a move?"

Yang Dashu said: "Ming Zhongguan said that people like Fan Ying are addicted to gambling. If you give him gambling money, he will gamble recklessly... The best way is to let him pay for it himself. If he loses, he will feel bad. I will try my best to figure out how to win the bet. What else did I say...just like buying things with my own money."

  Fan Ying carried her chicken into the restaurant, pretending to be casual and staring at a middle-aged man diagonally opposite.

  The man's name is Yang Yunsheng, and he is Lu Shunzai's think tank. Lu Shunzai's think tank is naturally not short of money. Yang Yunsheng likes cockfighting, and he comes to Pingkangfang to gamble with others when he finds free time. His eyesight is quite good, and his ability to train fighting **** is not bad, so he wins more and loses less, and he is known as Chang'an Chicken King.

  At this moment, the Changan Chicken King was looking at the two chickens fighting in the field with a sneer.

   "This kind of chicken dares to use it to make a fool of yourself!"

   Someone said: "Mr. Yang is going to end today?"

  Cockfighting does not have to end every day, and the **** have to be given time to rest and recover. But the chickens lose their fighting spirit if they rest too much, so take them to see the fighting **** and stimulate them.

  Yang Yunsheng said lightly: "Unless there are outstanding players, I will not end today."

"hehe!"

  Someone is hehe.

  Most people will basically be furious when they hear others say hello to them.

  A fairy-tale man on the opposite side is rushing at Yang Yunsheng.

  Yang Yunsheng recognized Fan Ying. Fan Ying lost hundreds of money here, but her pride remained undiminished.

   Something interesting.

  At the beginning, Fan Ying's chicken performance was mediocre, but it became better every time. This is a talented player, rare!

  The so-called happiness at seeing Lie, Yang Yunsheng wanted to get close to Fan Ying, but this haha ​​ruined his slight affection for Fan Ying.

snort!

  Yang Yunsen snorted coldly.

   "This idiot actually missed a good opportunity to make friends."

  Yang Dashu was watching from the outside, seeing that Fan Ying was still arrogant, he almost twisted his nose with anger.

  The gambling game on the field is over, and the two owners take away their chickens. The winner carefully made a piece of clothing to cover his chicken. There was a cage next to it but he didn't put it in. Instead, he held a water cup to feed the chicken.

   "Our water is not simple." The winner said triumphantly, "I asked Mr. Sun to give me this water. After eating this chicken, I feel like I want to fight..."

   "Mr. Sun!"

  Everyone couldn't help but marvel.

   "The gourd head over there is Mr. Sun's recipe, and the smelly intestines are so delicious, soak some dry biscuits, it's delicious!"

"That's right! It is said that Mr. Sun passed by and ate his intestines. He thought the taste was bad, so he gave him a recipe. This is not Sun Xianxian, but Sun Shenxian. The intestines made with this recipe are delicious and cheap! "

   Someone asked: "Which one is it?"

"On the one hundred steps to the east, there is a medicine gourd hanging on the door, which is said to be thanks to Mr. Sun! By the way, the one with the medicine gourd hanging on the door is the intestines made by Mr. Sun's prescription, and there are none. "

  The big man who presided over the casino asked: "Who will appear? Whose chicken will appear?"

  Yang Yunsheng looked at Fan Ying.

   "Old man!"

  Fan Ying came out, and the big man asked: "Is there any opponent you agreed to?"

  Fan Ying looked at the people around, most of them were holding a chicken in their hands. He said lightly: "This is the only person in my eyes, and everyone else is trash!"

  He looked at Yang Yunsheng.

  Yang Yunsheng smiled instead of anger, "So that's the case. That's right, the old man only sees you as a chicken!"

  The two end up.

   Outside the door, Jia Pingan and Wei Qingyi also arrived, and they just listened to Yang Dashu's introduction.

"I see."

  Wei Qingyi said: "Master has been moaning and sighing since he came home. He came to me yesterday and said he was being abused because of his daily debts. Please help..."

   Jia Ping'an said with a straight face, "This is not an example."

  Yang Dashu quickly responded.

  Fan Ying and Yang Yunsheng have already made a bet. There are many people who testify, and no one dares to rely on it.

  The two stood opposite each other.

  Yang Yunsheng said lightly: "How?"

  Fan Ying smiled, "Anything you want."

   "So..." the big man shouted, "Let go!"

  The two backhanded at the same time.

  The two chickens exploded in an instant, and the neck looked like a thick scarf.

"kill!"

   Someone couldn't help shouting.

  The two chickens slammed together.

   Chicken feathers were flying and blood was splattering.

   "They are all warriors!"

  Yang Yunsheng couldn't help being amazed when he saw Fan Ying's chicken was soaked in blood and still standing still.

   "Cluck!" Yang Yunsheng's chicken pecked at the opponent's head, and the rooster's comb was pecked in half.

  It is complacent... The average opponent is almost ready at this time.

  Fan Ying's chicken shook its head violently, tearing off the small half of its comb.

  Yang Yunsheng was shocked, "What a hero!"

  The chicken was still proud, Fan Ying's chicken had already pounced on it, pecked at its head wildly, then flew up, grabbed it with one paw...

   "Giggle!"

  Yang Yunsheng’s chicken was still excited at first, but it gradually seemed powerless, and was even hunted down later...

  Boom!

  Yang Yunsheng watched his chicken fall to the ground, and couldn't help sighing, "I haven't succeeded yet!"

  Fan Ying went over to pick up her chicken, touched its mouth casually, and moved a few times with her long sleeves covering the sight of the outside world.

   This is an anesthetic he found from a friend back then, and put it on the beak of the chicken. Once it pecks the opponent, it will go numb after a while, and you can slaughter it.

  The chicken was still hyperactive, but soon wilted.

   "Hey, too much bleeding."

   This is also the medicine I got from an old friend. I gave it to the chicken before going on the field, and the chicken is not afraid of life and death. Fan Ying burst into tears, "This is a general whom the old man has raised for a long time, it is a pity that he lost his life here, what a pity!"

  The gamblers here care about winning or losing. As for the chicken, as long as they can win. Some people broke the neck of the fighting **** on the spot when they lost the bet to vent their anger.

  Fan Ying won, but grieved because of the cockfight injury. In Yang Yunsheng's eyes, this is what a gentleman does.

   "The old man has medicine here."

   "Hey! Thank you very much."

  The two got together to apply medicine to the fighting cock, and Fan Ying said: "Even if you can't fight anymore, I will keep it until it gets old."

  Yang Yunsheng cupped his hands suddenly, "Old man Yang Yunsheng, hang out with the nobleman for some pen and ink."

  This is a solemn self-introduction, and it also means making friends.

   "Old man Fan Ying, I have nothing to do to practice Taoism."

  Yang Dashu looked at this scene and suddenly felt that he was in danger, "So liars are so natural?"

  Fan Ying's performance can be described as flawless.

  Jia Pingan and Wei Qingyi left the restaurant, and suddenly felt that the world was quiet.

  In his previous life, he didn't like places that were too noisy, such as KTV.

  Wei Qingyi said: "The nobles are powerful, are you sure?"

   "It's not just me." Jia Pingan said: "From the emperor to the prime minister, everyone who stands on the side of Jiangshan Sheji knows that the gentry is a cancer, and I am not alone."

  Wei Qingyi looked at him sideways.

  Sister Zhi’s eyes were black and deep, Jia Pingan looked at them, and suddenly asked: “Is it interesting to become a monk?”

  Wei Qingyi didn't speak, and said for a long time: "It's not bad, at least I don't feel that you are going to be unlucky. As for becoming a monk...it's just because I am out of tune with the world, so I found a way to be born and enter the world."

   In and out!

  Jia Ping'an said: "That is to find a home for the soul."

"Um!"

  Wei Qingyi walked slowly.

   "The last time someone rebelled, I looked at the direction of the Daming Palace in the square, but the purple air was rising, so I knew the fate of the country was safe. But the gentry are like this, do you want to be the second Guanlong?"

   Wei Qingyi's words moved Jia Ping'an's heart slightly, wondering if my sister cares about me or Datang?

"Guanlong contributed to the downfall of the gentry." Jia Pingan explained to her, "Afterwards, it is natural to give them convenience when it comes to rewarding meritorious deeds, so more and more people from the gentry have become officials in recent years. As for wanting to be the second Guanlong , this matter has to be looked at separately.”

  Wei Qingyi walked very slowly, walking behind his back.

This posture caused Jia Pingan to turn his head inadvertently and quickly avoided, "Guan Long started his career by relying on the army. The late emperor seemed to be close to Guan Long, but who were around the late emperor? Cheng Zhijie and others! These people are not Guan Long. The Longmen Clan, the late emperor quietly took military power into his hands step by step..."

  Wei Qingyi was surprised and said: "Last time I followed Master to a noble family to do something, and I heard them say that it would be great if the late emperor was still here."

  Jia Pingan laughed, "After the first emperor ascended the throne, the Tang Dynasty had internal and external troubles. At that time, he naturally couldn't use the methods of His Majesty today. Otherwise, the Guanlong repeated, and the Tang Dynasty would be unable to suppress it."

   "That's why the first emperor quietly took away the military power." Wei Qingyi gradually understood, "So the emperor was so far-sighted?"

   "However, the first emperor trusted Changsun Wuji too much, so His Majesty was in a difficult situation. But at least he has military power, which is why His Majesty dared to attack Changsun Wuji and others."

  Jia Pingan felt that Lao Li's family was really not simple, at least better than Lao Yang's family.

   "The gentry is proud." Wei Qingyi had also been to the home of the gentry before, "The gentry can make you feel that they are gods."

   "Hehe!" Jia Pingan laughed, "Which family does Cheng Zhijie's wife belong to?"

   "Qinghe Cui family!" Wei Qingyi understood, "The gentry is reserved, but at the same time married a general..."

   "There are no gods." Jia Pingan said: "The so-called gentry, their eyes are still focused on money, food, population, high officials and rich salary."

   "I heard that Xinxue is driving the Imperial College crazy recently. The Imperial College is now a gentry place. You are so aggressive, be careful."

  Wei Qingyi glanced at him again.

   "What did Tsing Yi see?" Jia Pingan asked.

  Wei Qingyi shook his head, "There has never been a means of avoiding evil. If there is, it must be repaid with other costs. So it is best to let nature take its course."

   "You are open-minded like a mage. I will take you to meet the mage someday."

"OK!"

  Jia Pingan originally thought that Taoism and Buddhism were incompatible, but Wei Qingyi didn't think that way at all.

  Wei Qingyi returned home, and Fan Ying didn't come back until the sunset was about to set.

   "Tsing Yi, chicken for dinner, what flavor do you want?"

  Wei Qingyi was taken aback, and when he went out, he saw Fan Ying killing a chicken.

  The fighting **** that made him cry has already turned its head to one side at this moment, and is gone.

  …

   "Aye!"

   Jia Pingan, who was taking a bath at home, didn't stop.

"what happened again?"

  Jia Hong cried: "Aye, my sister coaxed me again and coaxed my candy away."

Why!

   Jia Pingan covered his forehead, "Go around!"

   "Aye, I didn't coax Erlang, I just exchanged my snacks for his candy." DouDou felt that he was traded for his ingenuity.

   Jia Pingan said: "Then eat."

   Jia Hong cried loudly, "Aye, I'm so wronged."

Why!

   "Aye will find something for you later."

   Don't worry!

  The four children live together, and the eldest is sensible, but it’s good that he took his two younger brothers all day long to make a fuss about the house.

   After taking a shower, Jia Hong was already very happy, holding a small piece of candy given to him by DouDou in his hand, "Aye, look."

  Silly son, your sister took most of it away.

   Jia Ping'an is most worried about Jia Hong's future.

   Later he went to find Wei Wushuang, "Erlang, what do you think?"

   "Very well-behaved and filial. Occasionally I would coax him, saying that Auntie likes this food, and even if he likes that food, he would still pass it over." Wei Wushuang's eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

   "I'm worried that he is too good-tempered and will be bullied in the future."

   Jia Ping'an was a little worried, "A person with a good temper, such as Aye from Soho, is not only a good temper, but also a choice after a lot of experience, and he doesn't want to work hard."

  Wei Wushuang said: "What are you afraid of? Dalang and the others will be there by then! If it's not appropriate, don't they care?"

  This is a clan society, where the elders are the core of the family, and some people live so long that hundreds of descendants live together.

   “Parenting is not easy.”

  Seeing Jia Ping'an worrying, Su Ho's rare Wen Qing was relieved.

   Jia Pingan sighed, and walked slowly to the door.

  Jia Hong was sitting on the threshold of the opposite room, and came over with an oiled paper bag, "Hey! This is the treasure hidden by sister, for you to eat."

  Jia Hong opened the oiled paper bag and said joyfully, "It's beef jerky."

   "Let's eat." Going around is very generous.

  Jia Dong strolled out from some corner, and when passing by, he let go of his hand, and something fell in front of Jia Hong.

  Jia Hong lowered his head to pick it up, saw it was a small wooden monkey, and said, "Sanlang, you dropped something."

   Jia Dong waved his hand without looking back, "I'll see you off."

  …

Good night!

  (end of this chapter)