Chapter 310 teaches you a lesson

   There are many birds in Chang'an City.

  There are often birds perched on the street trees, and the chirping is quite interesting, but occasionally bird droppings fall on the heads of pedestrians.

  Qin Ping lives in Taipingfang, which is close to the imperial city, and it can be called the best place for officials and dignitaries to buy real estate.

  Qin Ping's father was quick to get the land in Taipingfang and built the current house.

  It was pretty good at the beginning, but when Qin Ping was born, the canals here gradually silted up, and the smell was unbearable in summer.

   "Ah Ong, it stinks!"

  The grandson is only ten years old, and it is time to be mischievous.

  Qin Ping came out with a smile and said, "Where's the sachet?"

   It’s not that no one has reported the stinking Qingming Canal, but Chaozhong didn’t react at all, until the section of the palace ran out of water, and then he reacted.

"Huh!"

  The grandson jumped out, stopped suddenly, inhaled suspiciously, then sucked hard, sucked hard...

   "Ah Ong!"

  Qin Ping smiled and said: "What?"

  He is old and his sense of smell is no longer good.

  The grandson said happily: "It doesn't stink anymore!"

  Qin Ping was startled, and took a few breaths.

   "Is it really not smelly anymore?"

   "It doesn't stink anymore."

  Since the construction of the Qingming Canal began, the doors facing the canal were not allowed to open. Qin Ping's family hadn't seen this side of the scene for a long time.

  He led his grandson out of the house, only to see a green shade in front of him.

  The trees are sparse, with flowers and plants in the middle.

  The ground is green and shady, and a cobbled path is in front of you.

  Qin Ping just felt refreshed.

   "Aon! Aon let go."

  The grandson couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed in as soon as he broke free.

  Birds were chirping, Qin Ping sat on the bench, birds were singing in his ears, and the water was gurgling...

   He closed his eyes and his voice became richer.

  The breeze blows, the leaves rustle, and the sound of the birds stops suddenly.

   "Ah Ong!"

  The cheerful voice of grandson came, and Qin Ping knew that he was rolling on the grass without looking.

   Be merry!

  Although the home is spacious, it is impossible to have a big garden, and the layout is not enough.

   But it’s no longer needed, the garden is right at the door, and it stretches for several squares.

  Qin Ping is most thankful at the moment that he thought not to embarrass others, so he did not forcefully sell his house.

Now…

   Are those people dumbfounded?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  …

   "Alang!"

  Today, Li Ji woke up early at home and didn't comb his hair. He just sat in the yard with his hair loose and read a book.

  Li Yao ran in and said happily, "Ah Lang, the Qingming Canal has been completed, and General Liang is here, saying he is going to see the house he bought."

  Li Ji frowned, "What's so interesting?"

   Li Yao persuaded; "At any rate, our family also bought three houses. If we lose money, we will feel flustered."

  Li Ji shook his head, then straightened his clothes and went out to meet Liang Jianfang.

  As soon as he entered Taipingfang, Li Ji felt something was wrong.

   "Why are there so many people here?"

   Today's weather is good, not too hot, and taking a rest, so many people came out.

   "Green grass, weeping willows, paths, tables and stools... What an elegant place!"

  Li Ji was surprised, and immediately lost his composure: "Xiao Jia...is he planning like this?"

  Liang Jianfang was dumbfounded.

   "Is this Taipingfang? The old man remembers that it was very smelly back then, and pedestrians walked around..."

   "The house here..." Li Jiquan understood.

   Liang Jianfang also understood.

"He had a plan for a long time ago, but he lost too much money for dredging, so he thought of creating an elegant place by the canal. Pushing the door is a garden. This kind of place is like a hermitage. How many people in Chang'an City want to go to Zhongnan Mountain to rest? But unless it is a long vacation, they can't go. Now this elegant place is right in front of their house...this house...where is Xiao Jia?"

  Liang Jianfang was overjoyed, "At the beginning, the old man said he was losing money, so he lost money, but Xiao Jia kept his word, and now he has made a lot of money."

   Li Ji glanced at him, and Liang Jianfang always felt that this look was wrong.

"This is the art of war." Li Ji has recently been obsessed with the art of war, and he has pondered everything in the world into the art of war. "He first showed the enemy his weakness, making people think that this is difficult. Then he asked people to make a fuss. This is to create momentum before the war …Then surprise soldiers came out… Think about it, a group of people were waiting to see his jokes, but he found another way, changing the front of the house, this is the best place to hide, wonderful!”

   Liang Jianfang looked at him silently.

   Is the general great? What about the art of war, Li Ji, are you trying to humiliate the old man?

  Li Ji gave a rare dry smile, "The old man is just talking."

  Liang Jianfang looked at the crowds of tourists in front of him, and suddenly sighed: "This young man, I don't want to give up! Mr. Ying, can you do me a favor?"

  Li Ji said lightly: "Do you want to marry your granddaughter to Xiao Jia?"

   Sure enough, he is a smart man, too smart.

Liang Jianfang sighed and said: "This talented young man is so skillful, but look at what he does. This time it was a chance to make a lot of money, but he attracted us. This is friendship. He refuses to explain himself. Planning, now it seems that we are worried that we don't want to take advantage, this is the atmosphere..."

   "This kind of young man, I feel flustered if I don't become relatives with him."

"I don't know what he's thinking." Li Ji walked to the side of the ditch, squatted down, and touched the water a few times, "Last time the Dugu family wanted to marry him, but he refused, Lao Liang, the old man reckoned that he didn't want to marry the rich and powerful. A powerful marriage."

  Liang Jianfang sat on the side, and suddenly scolded: "What fear comes from fear! Hey! Tell me, if the old man gets him drunk at home, then..."

  This shameless old thing!

  Li Ji said with a straight face: "Then Xiao Jia may be more likely to turn his face."

   "The house! A man's house!"

  A well-dressed man rushed over, waved his hands and shouted: "This is the mansion of X, Jia Ping'an is a liar, he lied to X!"

   Exploded!

  The original homeowner came after hearing the news, and saw the original muddy ditch turned into a garden of birds singing and flowers, how distressed it was!

   "Not for sale!"

   "This is cheating, don't count!"

  Someone said something fair, "At the beginning, you forced Uncle Wuyang to buy it, and if you didn't buy it, you wouldn't allow it to be dredged. Now you are talking about coaxing, isn't it authentic?"

   "That is, what I said was good at the beginning, but now I regret it. You can't be too snobbish!"

yes!

  At the beginning, everyone was eager to sell the house, and they thought Jia Ping'an was a good taker.

  But now it has changed.

  Jia Ping'an is like a magic trick, using an inexpensive greening measure to increase the value of the house here.

   "Someone asked someone to sell the house!"

  …

  Wang Qi's favorite thing now is needlework. As long as he has nothing to do, he will bow his head and do needlework.

   One stitch at a time, watching the pattern gradually three-dimensional, that kind of satisfaction!

  Chen Erniang came in, "Wang Shangshu, slave to thread."

  Wang Qi looked up at her, shook his head, "No need."

   This is his world.

  Chen Erniang went out and stood in the corner of the yard in a daze.

"Who are you thinking of?"

   Zhou Xing's voice was as cold as a poisonous snake, and greasy.

   "Wang Shangshu has become like this now, do you feel bored?"

  The voice behind him became ambiguous, "I'm free."

   Chen Erniang turned around and slapped her away.

   But Zhou Xing was already prepared and turned his head to avoid it. He just wanted to make fun of it proudly, when he felt a sharp pain in his lower body.

"oh…"

   He clamped his legs tightly, and slowly knelt down in front of Chen Erniang.

   "Bitch!" Chen Erniang said coldly, "Even if I was alone, I wouldn't look for a **** like you."

   "Who can you look for!" Zhou Xing's face was livid, and he put his hands on the ground and said: "Wang Shangshu is already crazy, and your backer is gone. Who can you look for as a woman?"

   Chen Erniang looked down at him with contempt.

   Zhou Xing scolded; "Bitch, when you are desperate, I will make you kneel in front of a certain person and beg..."

  Chen Erniang opened her mouth, "Bah!"

  Zhou Xing wiped his face, at this moment, the hand supporting his body was trampled heavily...

  Boom!

  He threw himself under the steps, Chen Erniang said in a low voice: "Even if I'm with pigs and dogs, I won't be with a **** like you!"

  The taste of humiliation is very strong.

   "Wang Shangshu is here?"

  Someone hurried in, Chen Erniang walked over, "Is there something wrong?"

  The person who came said: "It's urgent, someone is here to make trouble."

   "What's the matter?" Wang Qi's voice was very calm.

   "Wang Shangshu."

   Someone came in and said: "Seven people came to look for you, saying that they had listened to us and sold the house to Jia Ping'an..."

   "Is it wrong?" Wang Qi frowned, a little dissatisfied.

   "Those houses... are worth a lot now."

  Wang Qi was taken aback, "Why? How can such a smelly place be worth money?"

  Chen Erniang also felt something was wrong.

  During the construction period, both ends of the canal were covered by curtains, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

  The person who came said: "Najia Ping'an ordered people to plant flowers and trees in front of that row of houses, as well as tables, benches and benches, and a quiet path, all the way to the canal..."

  A scene appeared in Chen Erniang's mind: small bridge and flowing water.

  Where is such a quiet place?

  There is Qujiangchi, there is Zhongnanshan.

  Nowhere else in Chang'an City.

  It’s like a row of Chinese-style gardens suddenly appeared in a tall reinforced concrete building. The attraction...

   Exploded!

  Wang Qi was stunned.

   "Go and see."

   Chen Erniang also went.

  When she saw that quiet place, she stood still.

  The smelly place was transformed into a garden after a slight renovation.

  Is that boy so talented?

  It's nothing more than a lot of talent, but Chen Erniang felt a little...excited by his extraordinary skill.

   Just when everyone thought that Jia Ping'an was going to go bankrupt this time and had to pay a debt, he quietly created such a quiet place.

   While everyone was waiting to see his jokes, Chen Erniang dared to bet that the boy was watching everyone's jokes.

   "The song is high and the widowed!" Chen Erniang can only release the shock in her heart with these words.

  Wang Qi walked in.

  The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the grass makes me want to sit down when I look at it. There are tables and stools beside it. If you come here with food and wine, blowing the wind and watching the flowing water, how leisurely it is.

  No one thought of it!

  Wang Qi murmured: "No one thought he could do this! He can do this!"

  Chen Erniang stood behind him, but there was no trace of him in her eyes.

  Her mind is full of that boy's smile.

  She had never seen such a talented young man, his talent was so heart-shattering.

   After the trembling, there is confusion.

   Later generations will chase stars, but Chen Erniang and Jia Pingan are on the opposite side.

  She suddenly had an idea: What would have happened if she followed Jia Pingan back then?

  Wang Qi turned around with a calm expression. Seeing that Chen Erniang's cheeks were flushed, he frowned and asked, "Why are you blushing?"

  Chen Erniang said subconsciously: "It's hot."

  She was hot and restless.

  How could I have such thoughts?

   Shame to death!

  Wang Qi said coldly: "No matter how good the house is, it must be lived. There are many diseases living here, even if it is built magnificently, those people will not come back."

   "Wang Shangshu has a good opinion." Zhou Xing said happily: "So, let someone pass the message."

  Chen Erniang somehow felt a little empty and lost.

  Wang Qi's words spread later, and the original homeowners came forward to confirm that all of a sudden, that row of houses became a haunted house.

  Xu Jingzong got the news and hurried to find Jia Ping'an.

   "Xiao Jia!"

   Ah Fu opened the door for him, Xu Jingzong touched it casually and went in.

  This human being is so stupid!

  Ah Fu went out the gate, looked at the field outside, and stood up.

   "Ah Fu!"

   Ah Fu rushed out.

  Jia Pingan was compiling textbooks, Xu Jingzong rushed in and said angrily: "You still have the mind to do this? Those houses can't be sold."

  Jia Pingan collected the textbook slowly, raised his head and asked, "Why?"

  Xu Jingzong sat down and patted the table, "Where's the tea? The tea is here."

   This old thing looks anxious.

   "Someone said... no, the original owners of those houses said that they often fell ill living in them, and the whole family was like this, evil nature. Do you know what the old man was thinking after hearing these words?"

  Xu Jingzong pointed to Jia Ping'an's back, "The old man turned around and looked behind him, and felt that there was a ghost standing behind him that didn't touch the ground."

  Jia Pingan said with great interest: "That ghost must be a female ghost, dressed in white, with long hair covering her face, with her hands stretched forward..."

  Xu Jingzong felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end. "Don't say this, don't say any more."

   "Don't worry, Mr. Xu."

   Jia Ping'an was very calm.

   "I can't worry about it!" Xu Jingzong stood up and patted the table, "In order to buy that house, the old man pawned all the women's jewelry."

   "Relax." Jia Ping'an thought that Old Xu was really interesting, "Mr. Xu trusts someone?"

   "Trust." Xu Jingzong looked suspiciously, "It's just Xiao Jia, don't fool me anymore."

  Jia Ping'an said flatly: "If Mr. Xu believed in XX, he would go to raise money right now. At this moment, many people around him must still want to sell their houses. The price is low! It's a great opportunity to buy the bottom..."

   "Xiao Jia!" Xu Jingzong's heart was moved, but his past experience told him that the young man in front of him likes to fool people, "Don't fool me, if... If I lose money, my whole family will go to drink the northwest wind."

   "If I lie to you, someone will take over later."

  Xu Jingzong went home to raise money, and Jia Ping angrily laughed at the way he looked back at that step, "So don't buy it."

   "To buy, to buy."

   Then came a man.

   "I heard that Uncle Wuyang is short of some money?"

  The man looked quite cunning, and a hemorrhoid on his chin made him feel unbelievable.

   Jia Ping'an's heart moved slightly, "Yes! It's a lot worse."

  The man cut to the chase: "You can borrow from here...as much as you want."

  Whose person is this girl?

   Jia Pingan hesitated for a while, "How much interest?"

   "Ten years a year."

  100% interest can be called usury among usury.

  Jia Pingan sighed, "Eight points!"

"Nine points!"

   "I will borrow some for eighty cents."

"good!"

   There are such loans among the private sector, but the eight-cent profit is still considered a great deal.

   "Someone has a request." Jia Pingan said: "The interest is settled daily, when will the money be paid off, and when will the loan be terminated."

"good!"

  The man went back, wandered around a few times, and finally arrived at Zhou Xing's place.

   "Lang Jun, that Jia Ping'an reduced the interest rate to eight cents."

"He has borrowed a lot of money, and the house is empty, so I will borrow money again this time..." Zhou Xing rubbed his face. Although the pinhole there was healed, he still felt a dull pain. "If those houses can't be sold, his money will be backlogged." In the end, I could only sell the shares of Chang'an Canteen, but it was still not enough... I want to see how he looks around begging people to borrow money."

  The confidant beside him smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better to spread the news after he signs the contract, so that everyone knows about it?"

   "Wonderful!"

  …

  Jia Ping'an borrowed money.

   Borrowed a lot of money.

  During class, Li Yuanying was hesitant to speak.

  After the get out of class was over, he approached and said, "I still have some money. If you don't have money, sir, just take it."

  Yu Chi Xunyu also expressed his opinion on behalf of Yu Chi Gong, "How much is the difference, sir, just go to get it at home."

   This is a gesture, of course Jia Pingan can't take it.

   "You don't need to worry about this matter." Jia Pingan said: "If you want to do it in the next class, remember to get a scarf."

   "What is this for?" Yang Yuan was a little puzzled.

  Yu Chi Xunyu said: "Could it be that you want to take us to steal incense and jade?"

Snapped!

   Jia Pingan slapped him away, and said with a straight face: "Let's go in the afternoon."

  After lunch, Jia Pingan set off with the students.

  Outside the imperial city, more than a dozen officials and servants were waiting mixed together.

   "Your Majesty ordered me to wait and see."

  The leader is Wang Zhongliang.

   All the way to Taipingfang.

  Du He came up to welcome him, "Mr. Lang, those who are willing to sell their houses have been bought."

  Wang Zhongliang looked at Jia Pingan and thought he was crazy.

  It turned out that he borrowed money to buy a house.

  Chang'an city is now spreading, saying that there are ghosts in Qingmingqu, especially in the silted section, and people nearby often get sick. This kind of haunted house is absolutely unacceptable.

   But Jia Pingan actually borrowed a usury loan to buy it.

  Even Li Yuanying felt that Jia Ping'an was crazy.

"here you go."

   Jia Ping'an took people into one of the houses.

   "Go to the well."

  The water well is in a remote part of the front yard, and the moss on the side is green.

   "Get the water out."

  More than a dozen students suffered, and took turns fetching water until the water bottomed out.

   "Put on a veil."

   Li Yuanying put on the veil and felt embarrassed.

   "Isn't this a woman?"

   "Get quicklime in."

   Someone came in carrying quicklime, and everyone was puzzled.

   "What does this mean?"

  Jia Ping'an turned around, "A certain book wants to teach the students a lesson today, and you can listen to it if you have time."

  Everyone was curious about the new study, and they all agreed.

"Why do people in this section get sick so easily?" Jia Pingan recalled the sanitation clean-up in later generations, "The river canals were blocked by various debris, and those debris gradually rotted. Every summer, because of the heat, those silted things rotted. It's fast, so the smell is unbearable..."

  The students are listening attentively.

  Wang Zhongliang was by the emperor's side, and he had heard Jia Pingan's many tricks, so he felt something was wrong.

  Damn it!

   It feels like Jia Pingan is going to bury someone!

  …

  It's the last day of this month...the monthly pass will be invalid if you don't sell it, Jazz asks for a ticket.

  (end of this chapter)