Great Tang Broom Star

Ministry of punishment.

Wang Qi knelt and sat there, with Chen Erniang beside her.

Stretching with his left hand and needle with his right, Wang Qi concentrates on embroidery.

Those bright red lips made Chen Erniang feel extra alluring.

When the sound of footsteps came, Wang Qi raised his head.

"My lord."

Zhou Xing came in, didn't bother to salute, and said happily: "That Zhang Yue likes to gamble."

"Wonderful!" Wang Qi put down the stretcher and needle and thread, and squinted at Chen Erniang slightly, "Sex is like a bone-scraping steel knife, and gambling is the root of all evil. This person likes to gamble, how will he win or lose?"

"Losing." Zhou Xing was elated because of this, "Zhang Yue owed a lot of gambling debts, and the brothers are investigating the whereabouts of those gambling debts."

"The way is right." Wang Qi stood up and patted the creases on his knees. "Zhang Sai is just the head of the etiquette department. Where did he get the money to pay off those gambling debts? If he has no money, those who gamble are not good people. All you need to do is threaten to expose this matter and ruin Zhang Sai's reputation."

Zhou Xing said with a smile: "The son of the head of the ceremonial department is addicted to gambling, and how to repay those gambling debts? If so, Zhang Sai must make a move. But what can he do?"

Wang Qi put his hand behind his back and said flatly: "Power makes money!"

Zhou Xing nodded, "In this way, the lower officials will send people to find the gamblers and get the IOUs."

Wang Qi nodded and said quietly, "Pay attention to Jia Ping'an."

Zhou Xing's cheeks trembled, "Yes."

Wang Qi picked up the needle, thread and stretcher again, and said calmly: "Jia Ping'an acted cunningly, and I even found someone to be prepared."

...

Jia Ping returned to Baiqi.

"how?"

Ming Jing was in high spirits, and Jia Ping'an knew that this woman was probably going to go shopping again.

"Bao Dong!"

"exist."

Bao Dong entered the value room.

Jia Pingan walked over and suddenly kicked away.

Bao Dong staggered back, and Jia Pingan scolded: "Why didn't you find out that Zhang Yue likes to gamble? Slack! The trip to Luoyang was tiring, but who is not tired? You have to bear it if you are tired."

Ming Jing didn't understand, so seeing Cheng Da's expression was wrong, she asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Cheng Da: "It's better if you don't know about it."

Ming Jing stared, "Why do you want to be unlucky?"

This woman's curiosity is too strong, Cheng Da smiled wryly, "This is Uncle Wu Yang's business, it has nothing to do with you."

He refused to say anything.

But Bao Dong stood up straight, bowed his head and pleaded guilty, "Your official is guilty."

But Mingjing found that he was moved.

Why?

Jia Pingan scolded: "Slack is a big taboo, next time you do it again, you will be severely punished. Now you quietly took your brother to find the person who started the gamble, and got the IOU."

Bao Dong led the people to disperse.

Later, Jia Pingan got up, "I went out too, Lao Cheng is optimistic about the house, and I will bear it beforehand."

Cheng Da nodded.

Jia Ping's move is to excuse Bao Dong, how can he tell Ming Jing?

...

The yellow tiger has a stout body, and looks quite heroic, with a pair of huge eyes opening and closing, it is naturally intimidating.

This is a courtyard of Qunxianfang. In the lobby, more than ten people are gambling, and the noise is not loud.

The yellow tiger and several of his men stood in the yard,

He said slowly: "The most important thing to be a human being is to make money with harmony. It is taboo for us to gamble, but everyone has a gambler's heart. How can we be imprisoned? It's better to be blocked like this. I gamble, it's luck, and everyone doesn't bring cash. The gambling tool is a lottery, whoever gets the first prize will win, and the loser will leave an IOU, and give money to redeem it afterwards. I just draw some benefits, so everyone will be better."

His subordinate Wang Ju said with a smile: "Brother, this is a good bet, no one can catch it. Those idiots were caught by the government when they were driving, and we were also caught here, but look... Ask for a sign and pray for blessings, hahahaha!"

"What is our priority? Loyalty comes first." Huang Hu said lightly: "There will be troubles in doing things, there will be difficulties. If you have troubles, you will shrink back, but you are still a man of the Tang Dynasty! No matter how many difficulties there are, there are not many ways we can do it. .”

Someone knocked on the door, the door opened, and a child came in, "Someone is coming."

Although the game of gambling is safe, there are naturally people who are on the lookout.

Huang Hu asked, "Who is it?"

The child sniffed and stretched out his hand, "Six of them, their waists are bulging."

"This is a weapon." The yellow tiger changed his color, "Get out!", and he did not forget to throw a bunch of copper coins to the child, "Run."

"There are officials coming."

The little brother shouted, and those gamblers immediately sat down on their knees and started gossiping.

The yellow tiger led people over the wall and slipped away, and the boy who reported the letter slipped out, hid behind a big tree, stared at the big men running wildly, reached into his bosom from time to time to feel the string of copper coins, and cursed: " After getting rid of the yellow tiger, who am I going to find to make money in the future?"

It's fine if the officials come, they're doing business, but these people are plainclothes and carry weapons, it's clear that the comers are not kind.

The yellow tiger paced slowly at first, and then ran wildly after entering the alley.

"He's up ahead."

Someone is chasing after him.

This is to catch me... Huang Huo was thinking about who he had offended recently while running, but he couldn't think of it.

This is not how the government arrests people. What do these people do?

The sound of footsteps came from the front of the alley, and the yellow tiger leaped up without hesitation, and grabbed the wall on the left.

The two groups gathered in the middle of the alley.

"He climbed over the wall and got in."

Outside, Zhou Xing, in plain clothes, was cruising with a few people.

A big man rushed out from the alley, "The yellow tiger has escaped!"

Zhou Xing said coldly: "Where can he escape? Follow one direction... encircle!"

This is the best way.

Those big men circled a direction and slowly searched in the middle.

For a while, the residents were overwhelmed by the knock on the door. After opening the door, a group of people rushed in and searched around, saying that the Ministry of Criminal Affairs was on business.

The yellow tiger hid on the beam of a family's house, listening to the noisy voices outside, feeling distraught.

It must be a big deal to come to arrest him with such a large amount of money.

What can he do?

It's just a gamble.

"Not here!"

"Look this way."

The sound gradually approached.

The yellow tiger knew that he had to do something.

He slowly got down the beam, looked out through the crack of the door, and saw two men entering the wing room.

This is an opportunity.

The yellow tiger quietly opened the door and rushed out.

He rushed out of the gate, and someone on the right happened to come over, and when they saw him, they shouted: "Stop!"

Huang Hu laughed and said, "There are quite a few people inside."

He bet this person didn't know him.

Sure enough, the visitor entered the yard, and the yellow tiger turned around and ran away.

"It's a yellow tiger!"

Boiling behind.

Those big men rushed out, shouting excitedly.

The yellow tiger ran wildly in the alley, with a group of big men chasing after him.

And there are voices constantly approaching around.

Yay it's over.

He rushed out of an alley, and there was a road in front of him.

A man stood alone at the intersection.

Yang Dashu felt that he was very unlucky. Bao Dong came here with everyone in plain clothes. Seeing many people looking for yellow tigers, Bao Dong scattered his hands to search for people, leaving Yang Dashu to search in the middle of the road.

This kind of investigation is actually a sentinel, and when they find something abnormal, they shout loudly.

But what Yang Dashu thought was meritorious service!

He made a contribution in the night when Tuyuhun strangled Tuyuhun's rebellion and Tubo's espionage, and now he can be regarded as a small boss. If you can do more meritorious deeds, you can go one step further...

A man must be self-motivated, otherwise he will be a salted fish. This is what Uncle Wu Yang said, and Yang Dashu regards it as a standard.

Huh!

When Yang Dashu saw the yellow tiger running out, he thought it was someone from Wang Qi's side at first, but after looking at his appearance...

"Bull's eye, thick, isn't this a yellow tiger?"

Fuck!

God has eyes, and I, Yang Da, deserve to make a contribution!

Yang Dashu wanted to step forward.

But the yellow tiger was checking left and right.

Yang Dashu shouted: "I am Baiqi Yang Dashu, those people will silence you, I swear, I will definitely protect you."

The yellow tiger shook his body, turned around and glanced at the big men, knowing that he was in trouble.

Baiqi dispatched, who are those big men?

Who the hell did you offend?

Gritting his teeth, he rushed over, "Get out of the way!"

He doesn't trust anyone but himself.

Yang Dashu drew his sword, "Stop!"

The yellow tiger stopped decisively.

"Come here, take your time." Yang Dashu felt that he could intimidate this person. It can be seen that his sword practice has reached a new level recently, which is gratifying.

Footsteps came from behind.

Yang Dashu turned his head slowly.

More than ten men came slowly under the leadership of Zhou Xing.

"Yellow tiger!"

Zhou Xing sneered and said, "Come here now, I guarantee you will not die."

But what if he was beaten and disabled?

Or be exiled.

Huang Huo didn't know who the other party was, so he didn't know what to do.

He approached Yang Dashu, "You swore to protect me well?"

But there are too many opponents... Yang Dashu's eyelids twitched wildly, "Yes! My family has inherited the tomb robbing tradition, and I vowed to practice it, otherwise I won't be able to get out of the cemetery."

Can tomb robbers enter the Hundred Riders?

Huang Hu began to doubt Yang Dashu's identity.

But now he has only this way to go.

Zhou Xing slowly approached with someone, "Yellow Tiger, that person can't protect you. If you're obsessed..."

Footsteps came.

"Go away!"

Bao Dong rushed in with people, and seeing Huang Hu and Yang Dashu together, he couldn't help laughing wildly, "God has eyes, let me take the blame and meritorious deeds, hahahaha!"

"Rush over!"

Zhou Xing rushed over with people, and the two sides confronted each other.

"My people caught it first." Bao Dong sneered.

Zhou Xing squinted in front of him and said, "It was my people who drove him out. If not, who would you arrest?"

"That's my luck."

"Will you let me?"

Bao Dong drew his saber, and took a step back slowly, "Don't let me!"

Zhou Xing drew his sword, "I am a member of the Ministry of Punishment. Today, I was robbed by your Baiqi. I am justified in everything about this matter."

Bao Dong smiled and said, "Who saw it?"

yes!

Who saw it.

This is hooliganism.

The atmosphere on both sides gradually became tense, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

There are few people in Baiqi, but there are many people on the other side, but Bao Dong is not afraid.

"Uncle Wuyang is here."

Jia Pingan was dressed in plain clothes and was escorted in. Seeing this tense situation, he asked, "Why?"

Bao Dong pointed to Yang Dashu and said: "Uncle Wuyang, Yang Dashu captured the yellow tiger earlier, but the people in the punishment department said it was their credit and refused to let go."

Zhou Xing sneered and said: "Under the eyes of everyone, those people in the neighborhood know that it is people from our Criminal Department who are searching. How shameless are you, Baiqi?"

How much is face worth?

Jia Pingan felt that this matter needed to be dealt with forcefully, so he put on a straight face, "I will take him away, if you refuse to accept it, let Wang Qi come to Baiqi."

This is shameless!

At this moment, someone from the crowd of onlookers said, "I am Yang Dingyuan, the assistant teacher of Guozijian. I saw that people from the Ministry of Punishment rounded up criminals, but Baiqi took advantage of it."

An accident happened.

Zhou Xing sneered and said, "Master Wang knew that you, Jia Ping'an, are shameless, so he invited Assistant Teacher Yang to watch this matter. Assistant Professor Yang is highly respected and famous outside the region. In front of him, you Baiqi is shameless. Look back? This memorandum will not enter the palace, and you, Jia Pingan, will lose face."

Wang Qi has learned to be smart, and he has also learned to be shady.

The thin Yang Dingyuan came out and pointed at Jia Pingan with his halberd, "In front of this old man, you Baiqi dared to talk nonsense. The old man is here today, you can wait and see what's wrong."

Bao Dong's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle Wu Yang, this person has a bad temper, likes to make troubles, he will never let you go..."

It is the temperament of not letting go when they catch something. Generally, no one dares to provoke this kind of people. It's not that they can't be provoked, but they can't be pestered.

This is mine for me...

Jia Pingan said flatly, "Hundred riders are His Majesty's hundred riders."

The person who runs a casino must be smart and be able to observe his words, otherwise he will die on the street sooner or later.

The Ministry of Punishment is a yamen, and it is menacing. Baiqi is the emperor's Baiqi... The Ministry of Criminal Affairs can be shameless in doing things, but under the eyes of everyone, the emperor has to scruple on face.

The key is that Li Zhi has a good reputation, and everyone says he is kind.

The yellow tiger was taken aback... he would definitely be tortured if he went to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, what do they want? Most likely a gambler had an accident, so I would be unlucky even if I confessed.

But Baiqi was different, the emperor would not care about a vicious leader, the key is... Jia Ping'an's reputation is too loud.

Huanghuhu shouted in his heart: "It was Baiqi's men who captured me, but the punishment department wanted to snatch me from Baiqi's grasp."

Zhou Xing's face turned red, "Convert black and white, you bastard, I'll kill you!"

Bao Dong blocked the yellow tiger and sneered, "Who do you want to kill?"

Sure enough, the people from the Ministry of Criminal Justice had murderous intentions towards me... Huang Hu couldn't help thanking himself for his wisdom. So he voluntarily surrendered, but the Ministry of Punishment refused...so he fought."

Zhou Xing was about to explode, "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

My reputation is so good? Repaying grievances with kindness, yes, this is the result of those few times of fooling... Sure enough, good people are rewarded with good things, and Jia Pingan didn't hesitate, "Take it away."

Yang Dingyuan was originally invited by Wang Qi to help him punch, and he could make Jia Pingan lose face, but Huang Hu retorted, and he immediately sat on the wax.

But as a well-known troll, Yang Dingyuan's fighting power is not in vain. He sneered and said: "This is the result of threats and lures. What kind of talents are invincible, I think they are deceiving the world and stealing fame!"

This is the call to arms.

Jia Pingan glanced at him, "You are..."

This is an interrogative sentence.

Thinking that I, Yang Dingyuan, are well-known, you, Jia Pingan, humiliated the old man like this... Yang Dingyuan roared: "Traitor, you are just a farmer's son, and you think you are unparalleled after writing a few crooked poems. The old man tells you, you Not even close.

You go ask why? What is a great talent? The old man has been in the Imperial College for many years, and the world is full of peaches and plums. How can a traitor like you compare to him? "

Don't talk about things, but say that you have a lot of writing. Most of these people feel that they are underappreciated, full of complaints, and like to complain when they meet people.

What's the use of arguing with him?

Jia Pingan didn't even look at him, "Let's go back."

This is complete disregard.

Yang Dingyuan smiled and said, "Traitor, are you speechless?"

Is this old thief looking for death?

Jia Pingan's heart moved.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "I believe in Uncle Wuyang!"

This cry was deafening.

When they turned their heads, they saw a woman shouting.

Under the eyes of everyone, the woman's face turned red, but she still said stubbornly: "Uncle Wuyang made a method of castrating the piglet so that we can also afford meat. I don't understand the truth, I only know who can make me eat meat." Life at home is easy, whoever is a great talent. That gentleman, what have you done for us?"

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Yang Dingyuan was not angry either, and said disdainfully: "How can you understand the old man's articles and poems?"

Jia Ping’an’s words are somewhat familiar: My articles have deep connotations, including the exposure and reflection on human nature, and the lashing out at social evils...you can’t understand it for ordinary people.

The woman was startled, she didn't understand these things, so she asked: "Is it possible to eat articles, poems and Fu?"

"cannot!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Someone is laughing.

Yang Dingyuan flicked his sleeves and said disdainfully, "I'm not polite."

This is more tactful... you bunch of illiterates!

The woman asked anxiously: "Is it true that Uncle Wuyang's poems and prose are not as good as him?"

Most of these people are illiterate, and they are dumbfounded when they mention this.

A few children were watching the excitement from the sidelines. Seeing that it was quiet, they clapped their hands and stood up to sing.

"Looking at the moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it's frost on the ground. Looking up at the mountains, looking down at my hometown."

Everyone was startled, and someone said: "This is Uncle Wuyang's poem!"

The popular songs of the Tang Dynasty have a process: famous poems, composed by brothels and sung to become famous, and spread to the people...

There is a standard here. Straightforward poems are the most widely sung by the common people. Later, Bai Juyi strived to make his poems straightforward and easy to understand, so that even old women could understand and sing them.

This poem by Jia Ping'an is like this.

Yang Dingyuan was stunned.

The woman clapped her hands and laughed, "Mr. Yang, here are Uncle Wu Yang's poems, where are yours?"

Everyone booed, "Where is yours!? Do you dare to say it?"

Yang Dingyuan's cheeks trembled, "This...this kind of poetry is extremely unbearable..."

A boy shouted: "No, my reading teacher said that this poem is easy to understand, natural and interesting, it can be called a masterpiece, and no one can match it in this dynasty."

Yang Dingyuan originally came to cause trouble for Jia Pingan today, but now he is in deep trouble. He sternly said, "A group of ignorant people, how can they understand poetry?"

"Does this old man understand?"

In the voice, a man came out slowly.

"Chen Siye?"

The person who came was Chen Bao, Secretary of the Imperial College, and Zhang Yue was by his side. He frowned and looked at Yang Dingyuan, "I heard that there was a madman Yang Dingyuan in the Guozijian before, and I thought you were a great talent. After entering the Guozijian, I realized that you are very talkative.

Hearing what you said today, I didn't expect you to be such a great talent.

This poem "Thinking of a Quiet Night" describes the scene of a quiet night and the feelings of homesickness. You sneered, and even contemptuously.

Come, the old man is here today, you can write poems, as long as you have the talent of Uncle Wuyang, the old man will recommend you. "

The people booed, "Do it, do it!"

Yang Dingyuan's face was pale.

Chen Bao walked up to Jia Pingan, "Zhang Yue wanted to come here to gamble today, but the old man took it, and then the old man asked him to lead the way here. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

He turned around and glanced at Yang Dingyuan, "Although I don't like Uncle Wu Yang, to be honest, I'm not as talented as Uncle Wu Yang, and you... are even worse." First post www.(x81zw) m./x81zw/

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