Great Tang Broom Star

Under the lights, the men who were eating, drinking and having fun reacted a little slower, and the first to react were the prostitutes.

The singing and dancing also stopped, and those female prostitutes looked at the door one after another.

Shen Qiu only felt that standing on the side was unnecessary, so he couldn't help avoiding it, and then the old bustard rushed over with a burst of fragrant wind, took Jia Ping'an's arm, and said with great joy: "Jia Lang hasn't entered or left the brothel for a long time. How lucky are you today?"

This guy really didn't brag, he was greeted by the bustard when he entered the brothel.

The old bustard went in with Jia Ping'an on his arm, wishing he could squeeze half of his body into his body, which reminded Shen Qiu of the incident when someone wanted to take advantage of him but was scolded by her.

This is an era of looking at faces, but we are not ugly!

Shen Qiu keenly noticed that those few men who were talking loudly before had actually stopped talking with resentment at this moment.

"Jia Lang!"

Several prostitutes showed up on the second floor.

"Damn, didn't you say that Hongyun was targeted? Why did you come out?"

Some prostitutes yelled, "Yeah, don't you have any money? Let Hong Yun accompany you!"

A handsome female prostitute rushed down, beaming with joy, "I have met Jia Lang, and I am so lucky to be able to serve Jia Lang today."

cough cough!

You think too much, brother now has a daughter-in-law and a lamb, so the wild flowers will not be picked.

Jia Pingan was surrounded and sat down, with Shen Qiu at the side.

A prostitute sat down, "Did Mr. Lang follow Jia Lang?"

Shen Qiu subconsciously shook his head, the prostitute stood up with a cold face, "Change someone else."

An ordinary-looking prostitute came slowly.

Shen Qiu was furious, "I followed."

The prostitute hurriedly sat down again, waved her hand at the prostitute, and leaned over with a charming smile.

A strange feeling made Shen Qiu stunned.

Jia Pingan smiled slightly at him,

As a prank, he wondered if Shen Qiu would learn from Lao Shao, and every time he came to the brothel, he would take a cold shower when he returned.

The old bustard was only thirty years old, and she was talking coquettishly.

Hong Yun on the other side leaned against him, raised his head, his eyes were full of admiration.

No matter how outstanding a man enters a brothel, this is not the case, because the women in the brothel know the truth about the perishability of appearance. But master Jia is not only handsome, but also has unparalleled poetic talent, which is his capital in brothels.

Shen Qiu was looking for Song Shan, in order not to alarm people, so he had to pretend it was a coincidence, so as not to deliberately create rumors and cause trouble.

When the emperor was in Tiantai Mountain, for example, some people made rumors that Jia Pingan, the commander of Baiqi, suddenly returned to Chang'an, probably because of an accident; after seeing Shen Qiu, they even dared to spread rumors that the emperor had passed away, and Shen Qiu came back to stop.

Some people in the lobby obviously thought too much, and they looked at Jia Pingan with strange eyes.

But Jia Pingan can't take the initiative to refute the rumors, otherwise there will be no money here.

He glanced at Shen Qiu.

Old Shen, hurry up and think of a way to get the prostitutes around you to ask me!

Shen Qiu was in a brand new experience, with the fragrance of a prostitute's powder in his nose, a soft voice in his ears, and various tactile sensations in his body.

Dreadful!

This rookie!

Jia Ping took a deep breath.

In this way, I save myself.

Jia Pingan stretched out his arms to embrace Hong Yun and the old bustard, exerting a little force, and the old bustard was flattered, "Does Jia Lang want to rest here tonight?"

I will wait for your words.

Looking at the appearance of the old bustard, as long as Jia Pingan opens his mouth, she will be able to serve him with Hong Yun tonight.

You think so beautifully... Jia Pingan looked sad.

Hong Yun felt resentful, "Isn't Jia Lang in Tiantai Mountain? Why did he go back to Chang'an?"

Those people's eyes tightened, and they all put down what they were doing, and listened as if they didn't care.

"What a slender waist!" Jia Pingan praised, and said when Hongyun's face was flushed: "It's not that someone told me about the marriage. It's been too long since I went to Tiantai Mountain. I have to come and get ready. Your Majesty Mercy, you allowed me to leave, let me come back, at least go and have a look."

In an instant, Hong Yun's body stiffened for a moment.

Shen Qiu's prostitute also sat up straight.

Only then did Shen Qiu wake up from that trance, and saw the female prostitute sighing: "Is Jia Lang actually going to get married? I think I also dreamed of marrying him, but after all, fate tricks people."

Those men looked relaxed, and immediately drank when they should drink, and let loose when they should.

Shen Qiu calmed down, turned his gaze, and found Song Shan in front right.

He got up and went over, and when he passed by Song Shan's side, he whispered: "We have something to do with you."

Song Shan raised his head, although Shen Qiu smeared his face, but the two were familiar with each other and recognized them at close range.

Jia Ping'an is here, Shen Qiu is also here, could it be that His Majesty...

Song Shan's heart turned cold, and after Shen Qiu came back from the hut and sat down, he said to his companions: "I have long admired Uncle Wuyang's poetic talent, but I'm so lucky, since he's here today, I'm going to have a drink Wine, you sit here, the old man will come when he goes."

He walked over and sat directly opposite Jia Pingan, "I met Uncle Wuyang."

This thing finally came.

If it weren't for Li Zhi's eagerness to know what kind of conditions Xiao Shufei asked Liu Xi, Jia Pingan would never have come here.

Wouldn't it be nice to meet my baby face?

But the emperor was afraid of death, and Li Zhi was probably afraid that Concubine Xiao Shu and Liu Shi would collude with each other, and then try to kill himself.

"Song Gong has always been rare, but today is rare."

Jia Pingan smiled slightly, and glanced at Shen Qiu.

At this time, Jia Ping'an's task was to attract attention, and it was time for Shen Qiu to do so.

There are prostitutes around Shen Qiu, so...

Jia Ping'an said with a smile: "That lady, would you like to come and compose poems with Jia?"

The prostitute pointed at herself with a look of disbelief.

Jia Pingan nodded, the face of the red cloud in his arms was really red.

But she was reluctant, so the prostitute sat on the other side, looking at Jia Pingan, the second waitress.

"Does Jia Lang have it?"

The prostitute stretched out her hand from behind to wrap her arms around Jia Ping'an's waist, but was pinched by Hong Yun, and then Hong Yun raised her head and asked with a coquettish smile.

These two women don't know how to fight, do they?

Seeing Song Shan dawdling over there, Jia Pingan smiled and said, "Half of it, the other half depends on whether the two of you can inspire Jia."

The two women immediately...

I go!

Jia Pingan was besieged for a while, and quickly said: "Yes, yes!"

If he doesn't make a sound, these two women will dare to swallow him up.

Over there, Shen Qiu's lips moved slightly, "Recently, do the chancellors have any opinions on King Yong? Is there any mention in the memorial?"

The memorials have to go through the door, and as a matter of giving, Song Shan should know a lot about it.

Song Shan's heart trembled, but what he thought of was the prince.

Is it wrong for the prince? His Majesty is going to inspect other princes.

This kind of thing is not something he can get involved in.

He thought about it carefully, "It seems that there have been..."

"who?"

Shen Qiu kept thinking about his calculations, but it was not as good as Jia Pingan's. But everyone is their own god, so naturally he couldn't avoid it, thinking that if Jia Ping'an made a wrong judgment, he would be able to win back.

Song Shan said in a low voice: "It's the eldest grandson!"

Jia Pingan calculated that Concubine Xiao Shu should want to get closer to Changsun Wuji, and then Changsun Wuji let Liu Xun get in touch with her, the excuse was naturally that Liu Xun could often enter and leave the palace.

But Liu Shi fooled her.

This kind of fooling will provoke a backlash, Changsun Wuji needs to make a gesture to make Concubine Xiao Shu hopeful.

And the best way is for Changsun Wuji to personally praise King Yong.

You want to say why you don't approve of Concubine Xiao Shu...

What kind of person is Changsun Wuji? There are only two things he can interfere with in the emperor's harem, one is the candidate for the empress, and the other is the candidate for the second prince.

He can't interfere with Li Zhi's little wife, otherwise he will cross the line.

This is also the reason why Changsun Wuji still can't interfere even if Wu Mei is favored by Li Zhi.

Song Shan noticed that Shen Qiu was stunned for a moment, thinking why the people around the emperor looked so embarrassed?

It's really Changsun Wuji?

Shen Qiu glanced at Jia Ping'an and was extremely shocked.

This person made every detail of his analysis, and the result was not bad at all... No wonder His Majesty let him take charge of the Hundred Horses.

Seeing his appearance, Jia Pingan knew that his judgment was correct.

Concubine Xiao Shu wanted to die like this, what should I do?

Concubine Xiao Shu loved him as a gift of horses, and although she did make things difficult for him later, it was just making things difficult for him, and she never did anything to him...

I was originally a person with clear grievances and grievances!

Hong Yun beside him said resentfully, "But Jia Lang won't look back at me?"

A resentful prostitute, with a group of people waiting for him to recite poems.

Jia Pingan smiled, then concentrated.

"I'm coming."

"How can it be so fast?"

"You don't know, Uncle Wuyang composes poems quickly. Some people say that he composes poems in eight steps to respect Cao Zhi..."

Jia Pingan said, "Tear-wetted scarves can't make dreams come true. The front hall sings in the middle of the night. The girl breaks her favor before she gets old. She leans on the smoker cage and sits until dawn."

"It turned out to be a palace complaint poem?"

"He has written heroic frontier poems, and he has also written about lovesickness, but he has never set foot in such palace complaint poems. Why is this today?"

"That red cloud!"

Everyone looked and saw Hong Yun's resentful face, so they couldn't help laughing.

"Good poetry!"

"The beauty is broken before she is old, and she sits in the smoked cage until the dawn. Uncle Wuyang's poem completely expresses the loneliness in the palace!"

The prostitute over there hurriedly asked the musician to play music, and immediately began to sing.

Shen Qiu looked at Jia Ping'an and felt extremely shocked.

These people all thought that Jia Ping'an's palace complaint poem was written for Hong Yun, but only he knew it was not.

This is a poem written for Concubine Xiao Shu. The poem is full of resentment, and the desolation makes people feel pity.

"Before you get old, cut off your favor first..."

Isn't this a portrayal of Concubine Xiao Shu?

He actually sighed endlessly for Concubine Xiao Shu, instead of rejoicing because his elder sister lost a rival. This kind of character and character made people speechless.

Hong Yun's eyes were full of tears, "Jia Lang actually wrote poems for slaves, slaves..."

She hugged Jia Pingan and choked up.

Everyone booed immediately.

"Why doesn't Hong Yun recommend the pillow seat?"

"That's right, Uncle Wuyang's lead has been taken!"

Shen Qiu took a deep breath, thinking that if he was right, Jia Pingan's top spot had already been pulled out by Princess Gao Yang.

Seeing Jia Ping'an writing a poem, the old bustard knew that his business here would improve a little bit, so he couldn't help being grateful, and immediately shouted: "Who can keep Uncle Wuyang tonight, I won't take her money later!"

The prostitute is here and what, the money given by the customer will naturally not be all hers, the madam wants to take the money.

If you don't draw money, all the money you earn in the future will be yours...

In an instant those whores went crazy.

"Jia Lang!"

Shen Qiu saw that Jia Pingan, who was still calm just now, had no expression on his face, left the red cloud and ran away, his posture was so embarrassing that it made people laugh, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Jia Lang!"

The charming voice was still behind him, and Jia Pingan saw a lot.

On the brightly lit street, Duoduo came with a group of vicious youths.

"Uncle Wuyang, I found out that someone followed you earlier."

trailing...

Jia Pingan turned around, Shen Qiu had already slipped away quietly.

"who?"

Duoduo shook his head, and the snake head on his chest trembled slightly.

"Just three people."

"Then they dare not do it."

Bao Dong and Lei Hong came out from the side, Bao Dong grinned and said: "Uncle Wu Yang's sword skills are outstanding, plus the two of us, unless the other party comes with a strong general, he will come to die!"

What Jia Pingan thought of was the big man who was so accurate in throwing stones, and then he thought of Wang Qi's men whose heads were shot by him.

"Just look at it."

Jia Ping'an went to many wine shops immediately.

Lei Hong and Bao Dong muttered outside.

"As soon as Uncle Wuyang came back, did many people stare at him?"

"Of course." Bao Dong glanced across the street in front of the left, "The people in Guanlong are ruthless, if they can kill Uncle Wuyang, they will not be lenient. And those remnants of King Wu..."

"Why do I feel that Uncle Wuyang's situation is very difficult!"

Lei Hong felt that this was too tiring.

"But if it's not like this, what do you think of Uncle Wuyang bearing the name of a broom star? It will be even more difficult. Without His Majesty's protection, Uncle Wuyang will be taken to the temple in the next moment."

This is the exchange!

Jia Ping'an worked hard, Li Zhi protected him, and by the way, he was promoted to a noble.

Inside, Jia Pingan asked about recent events in Chang'an City.

"...the court didn't hear anything happened."

Li Zhi took away most of his courtiers and set up a temporary small imperial court in the Li Palace in Tiantai Mountain. Many political affairs of the Tang Dynasty were also transferred there, and Chang'an was just left behind.

"In Chang'an City, there were a lot of people beating horses a while ago, that's right." Duoduo raised his head, and even the snake's neck was exposed, "A while ago, some disciples from Guanlong gathered to beat horses, but the two gangs were not convinced and even fought in groups. , seriously injured two people."

Most of these group fights are carried out with polo clubs and whipping, and if no one is killed, it means that they are measured.

The children of Guanlong fight each other...

Jia Pingan wondered if he might be a child of the new and old Guan Long.

Interesting if so. It shows that the collision between old and new forces has begun.

"How is your business here?"

Duoduo nodded, "Not bad."

She looked indifferent, and when Jia Pingan looked over, she leaned forward and lowered her head slightly to show her obedience.

cough cough!

Now I can even see the body of the snake.

"It's not easy for you here, can you think about what will happen in the future?"

This woman's biggest hobby is to practice calligraphy, and then she runs a wine shop and raises a group of evil youngsters.

Duoduo looked calm, "I used to witness the end of those people with my own eyes. Evil Younger was beaten to death, You Xia was beaten like a dog by the government and dragged away, and never came back."

"Those businessmen, some of them became rich, and then they had beautiful wives and beautiful concubines. They were very proud, but they were planning all day long, and they were devastated... In fact, it is good to live in this world. If you don't live tired, you are a god."

This woman can become a monk.

Jia Pingan smiled, and a wicked young man came in, "Uncle Wuyang, brother, those three people wandered to the right."

Jia Pingan stood up, "Probably came to stare at me."

Duoduo stood up, "Uncle Wuyang just look at it."

This woman wants to show her worth and seek Jia Ping'an's long-term protection.

"Also."

Jia Pingan nodded.

Then many people were sent out.

Gradually, the three were surrounded in an alley.

Three big men held their knives back to back, and someone shouted: "Many, many, someone will come to kill you tomorrow, and by the way, none of these villains will even want to live!"

Duoduo has long hair loose, which means that he does not want to marry.

After touching her waist with both hands, she said coldly: "Who told you to wait here?"

The big man smiled, "The person you can't afford, it's still too late to get out!"

Her hands came back from behind, with two short knives in her hands, she narrowed her eyes slightly, "Death, or rather."

The big man shouted: "Warning, kill her!"

The last big man raised his head to the sky and screamed, and then the three rushed up.

Swinging with two knives, the light of the knives flickered in the night.

The big man fell down, blood shot out from his neck, it looked like black.

Footsteps came from behind.

"The officials are here, all stop."

Several petty officials rushed in, and those evil young men were startled.

Duoduo was angry, and he stepped forward with a knife.

The blood just soared.

"Bold! Take it!"

Several petty officials were furious.

"Take who?"

Jia Pingan walked out in the dark.

The little officials got angry at first, then turned around and ran away.

"Ask for identity!"

Bao Dong and Lei Hong blocked them, and Jia Pingan nodded to Duoduo, implying that she did a good job.

The last big man was hacked to death with random knives. Before he died, he shouted for help, but those little officials knelt in the alley and shivered, so they dared not speak out.

"Uncle Wuyang, someone told them to stare at you."

"Those three people were staring at me secretly. They are officials, so they stared at me openly. It's interesting."

Jia Pingan knew that most of them were from Guanlong.

"It's rare to be so diligent at night."

Several petty officials looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that something was wrong with these words.

They are still showing up here after they are all under the government. The enthusiasm for this work can be called the number one in the Tang Dynasty. But this is more like an irony. They were not at home at night, but they appeared in Pingkangfang collectively. This is not self-inflicted.

Duoduo approached and said in a low voice, "It should be someone from over there, or..."

The woman's eyes sparkled in the night, Jia Pingan shook his head, "No need."

Young Master Evil muttered, "Uncle Wuyang is kind."

It's me who repays grievances with virtue!

"go back."

Jia Ping'an ordered: "These little officials... come out to do errands at night, and the road is slippery in the dark..."

Duoduo's heart shuddered.

A young man said curiously: "It's dark and the road is slippery, but it's not dark today! The road is not slippery!"

Bao Dong and Lei Hong who were behind took off the horizontal knife and slashed down with the scabbard attached.

"ah!"

Jia Pingan had already come to the front, and Duoduo whispered: "Beating officials is not something we can do, so Wuyang Boling Baiqi did it, because we don't want us to be hated by those people."

This is a shot from Baiqi.

Looking at Jia Pingan who was walking slowly ahead, Duoduo couldn't help feeling grateful.

He could force himself to break the legs of those little officials, and naturally he could only cling to him firmly.

But he didn't.

This man is really particular!

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In the last chapter yesterday, Li Sujie was wrongly written as Xu Wang, it should be Yong Wang, thank you for reminding the book friends.