Chapter 398 The stingy emperor, master Jia who relies on talent to make a living

  Shen Qiu was staring at Pan Mo.

  Pan Mo was startled for a moment, then glanced at his apprentice Xie Ji guiltily, sniffed, and said sadly: "At that time, Xie Ji recognized..."

  He looked up, lips twitching, "I'm sorry for him. But it's really not me who interrupted."

   Xie Ji sighed, but did not argue.

   Sure enough, he is a veteran!

   Jia Pingan said: "You are a veteran, it is a big mistake to blame Chen Zhi's spine."

   "Yes." Pan Mo bowed his head, "I cannot shirk my responsibility for this matter, and I am willing to be punished."

  He smiled and said: "I've been restless these days, always feeling sorry for Xie Ji, but now I feel much better when I say it. Xie Ji, I'm sorry."

   Xie Ji choked up and said, "It's my fault."

  The master and apprentice were in tears.

  Ming Jing shook her head, indicating that Jia Ping'an might not be able to do this.

   Tang Lin's heart skipped a beat, "Punishment!"

  Xie Ji and his body trembled.

  Jia Pingan said: "Mr. Tang doesn't need to do this, I have a word."

  He picked up the teacup and took a sip, "At that time, Xie Ji followed you to strike Chen Zhi's waist, why didn't you stop him?"

  Pan Mo's body trembled, "At that time, I was out of my mind...that prostitute... hollowed out my body."

   Empty the spirit is almost the same, the body is self-destruction.

   Jia Pingan sneered, "Thank you Ji."

  Xie Ji looked up.

   "Let me ask you, what kind of strength do you use when you stick?"

  Pan Mo's body trembled again, and he clenched his hands into fists. Tang Lin was staring at him, hope suddenly surged in his heart...

  Xie Ji glanced at Pan Mo, and said, "Just shoot down flat and find the head."

   "How strong is it?"

   "Not big."

  Jia Pingan suddenly clapped the table and shouted: "Pan Mo! Do you have something to say?"

  Pan Mo said anxiously: "I made a mistake, and I am willing to be punished."

"You are avoiding the most important and taking the lightest." Jia Pingan said: "Xie Ji is your apprentice, and he will not do his best to follow you within a year, just find the right head and step by step... He will take pictures with a flat shot, and that little bit of energy will be considered a shot. The back is just vibrating the waist and hurting the flesh...how did it break the spine?"

  Pan Mo coughed dryly, "Xie Ji was supposed to spank his butt, but he followed me to spank his waist all of a sudden, so he missed his shot."

   "It seems that you will not cry until you see the coffin!"

  Jia Ping'an asked, "Is that person from Chang'an County here?"

   Someone outside said: "Here we come."

   "Let him talk outside."

   Later, the yellow mouse's voice came, "The old man is here."

  Yellow mouse is an old fritter, unwilling to offend anyone. Jia Ping'an asked him to speak outside, which meant to keep him safe.

   "Xie Ji, what does Pan Mo do when he swings his stick?"

   Xie Ji thought for a while, "Keep your legs apart and squat slightly."

  The yellow mouse outside said: "This is using the strength of the waist. It looks light, but it is heavy. It will only happen if the Shangguan orders you to kill or maim it."

  Pan Mo's complexion changed, and he said, "Who is this?"

"This is a veteran who is better than you!" Jia Pingan sneered: "Xie Ji was only executed twice. You taught him severely on weekdays, and Xie Ji didn't dare to question him. That day you took the lead in hitting Chen Zhi's waist. Xie Ji was honest and timid, so he followed the cane, but he didn't expect that he would be charged with breaking Chen Zhi's spine with a light cane!"

  Xie Ji raised his head and looked at his master blankly.

  He really didn’t use much force that day!

  Pan Mo's cheeks trembled, "Uncle Wuyang, it was indeed Xie Ji who broke his spine, I just patted it lightly in a daze."

The yellow mouse outside said: "If you lose your mind, you won't bend your legs slightly. The person being executed is lying on the bench, and the executioner is standing. If he wants to use his waist to hit the ruthless hand, his hand is too high, so he can only squat slightly." Hold on, and exert strength on your waist."

  This is a bit of the meaning of the unity of the waist and the horse!

   Jia Pingan sneered and said, "Pan Mo..."

   "Uncle Wu Yang, Chen Zhi is here."

   "Bring it in."

  Chen Zhi was carried in, and when he saw Xie Ji and Pan Mo, he couldn't help cursing.

   After his mood stabilized, Jia Pingan asked: "Chen Canjun, do you still remember when he was tortured that day, who was the most ruthless with the two sticks on the waist?"

  Chen Zhi thought about it carefully, and said slowly: "That day, the four sticks were all hit on the buttocks, and the fifth stick started to move up..."

   "Who is the fifth rod?"

   Jia Pingan looked at Xie Ji.

  Xie Ji looked at Pan Mo.

"go on."

   Jia Ping'an felt a little more confident.

  Chen Zhiduo thought for a while, "The fifth stick hit my buttocks, and so did the sixth stick..."

   Jia Ping'an narrowed his eyes, "This is an inducement! These two sticks should not be heavy."

  Chen Zhi nodded, "It's not serious."

  Ming Jing was shocked.

   And Tang Lin felt that the answer was almost ready.

  Shen Qiu took a deep breath, feeling some pain in his buttocks.

   "The seventh rod..."

It seems that Chen Zhi has thought about this a lot in the past few days, and it can be said to be unforgettable. When he mentioned the seventh stick, he was obviously more angry, "When the seventh stick was hit, I immediately felt a shock in my bones. Immediately... and then numb."

  Jia Pingan got up and asked, "Who hit the seventh stick?"

  His eyebrows are full of confidence.

  Xie Ji trembled all over, "Yes... it was Pan Mo!"

  No matter how stupid he was, he guessed something.

Jia Pingan smiled and said: "Xie Ji is just a novice. He doesn't know what to do at all. He can only follow along with Xiao Gui. He will hit wherever Pan Mo hits. From the fifth stick, Pan Mo gradually hits upwards. Xie Ji Follow. Finally, the seventh stick...Pan Mo's seventh stick was poisonous, why? Because he only has five years of experience, he can't guarantee that Chen Zhi can be disabled with one stick, so if the seventh stick doesn't work, then he still There is one last stick!"

  Pan Mo was trembling.

  Jia Pingan shouted: "Pan Mo!"

  Pan Mo was shocked, "Here!"

  Tang Lin slapped his thigh, "It turned out to be this thief!"

  Jia Pingan has been laying the groundwork since the beginning of the questioning, and gradually told everyone the rules of stick responsibility, and finally exposed Pan Mo in one fell swoop.

  Ming Jing suddenly got up, and then realized that she was a little too excited, she wanted to sit back, she was a little embarrassed; if she didn't sit back...

   What are you trying to do? Jia Pingan glanced at her.

   Sure enough, she is a bitch!

   Ming Jing was annoyed, but seeing Pan Mo trembling all over, she couldn't help but feel happy.

  It's good that the **** doesn't have to suffer.

   No, Shen Qiu was beaten.

  Shen Qiu looked at Jia Pingan with a complicated expression, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

  If Jia Pingan could have found out about this matter earlier, he would not have suffered this.

   "Take it!"

   Tang Linduan shouted, and the two little officials rushed over and took Pan Mo under control.

  At this moment, Pan Mo felt weak all over, and hissed: "It was Xie Ji who interrupted, it was him, and it has nothing to do with me!"

  Fools!

  Jia Ping'an turned around, "I'm afraid this matter still involves some secrets, Mr. Tang..."

  The following is estimated to be the situation of the person behind.

   Jia Pingan knew that he couldn't get away from those people, so he pretended to be generous and gave up the opportunity to Tang Lin.

   It really is atmospheric!

  Tang Lin smiled and said: "How can I take credit for such things? But you look down on me."

   Followed by torture.

  …

   "Alang."

  The maid is looking for Cheng Zhijie with a plate.

  Grape is a fresh thing. Cheng Zhijie, as the generation of the Tang dynasty, drank grapes and planted one in the backyard of his home, but the fruit was small and sour, which was inedible.

   But under the grape trellis is a good place to enjoy the cool.

  Cheng Zhijie lay down and rested under the grape trellis.

   "Alang."

  The maid saw him, and quietly put the plate with fruit aside.

  Cheng Zhijie was not asleep.

   How can there be so much good sleep when you are old? He was just thinking about something.

  Thinking of Chen Zhi being beaten and paralyzed, he couldn't help but feel guilty. But thinking about what happened to me just after I came back, it's really a bad time.

   Could it be that the old man has had bad luck in recent years?

   "Husband!"

  Cui Shi came and fanned him lightly with a fan.

"Husband, is this unhappy?" Cui could tell at a glance that he was pretending to be asleep. "Actually, it's a good thing to rest at home for a few years. By the way, what kind of mahjong did Xiao Jia make? It is said to be very interesting. I went to make a pair How about coming?"

  Cheng Zhijie doesn't move.

   This old man is still playing with his temper!

  Cui Shi smiled, she had hoped that Cheng Zhineng would retreat bravely, but now that this happened, it was God's will for her.

   "Husband, this is God's will, you must not violate it!"

  Cheng Zhijie's eyebrows twitched.

   This means disagreeing.

  Old husbands and wives have a lot of tacit understanding, Cui understood, and sneered: "You will have to be punished later, what else do you want? Do you still want to go out and lead the army?"

   "Alang!"

  Someone was rushing towards outside, and the shout was as loud as lungs cracking.

   Cui said angrily: "Shouting soul!"

  A maid rushed over, "My lady! Someone from Zuo Tun Wei is here."

   "What do you say? You want to punish? Just say that your husband is not at home."

  The Cui family immediately revealed the face of the aristocratic family who concealed extravagance.

  The maid shook her head, "It is said that Uncle Wuyang got the real culprit, and someone framed Ah Lang."

   Phew!

  Cui Shi only felt that Cheng Zhijie disappeared in front of her eyes.

  She couldn't help holding her chest and shouting: "Since you don't want to go home like this, don't come back!"

  Cheng Zhijie, who was running, said happily; "This is for my husband, come back tomorrow."

  With such good news, how could he go home on time? He will definitely find his old brothers to go to the brothel for a drink together.

  Master Cui laughed out loud, "I've never seen such a dishonest old guy, that's all."

  She got up and said: "Xiao Jia is indeed the lucky star of the Cheng family. He has never been married, such a good man... the fat water will not flow to outsiders! Let's go and take care of the young ladies of the right age at home..."

  After cleaning up a while later, the maid raised her head, "My lady, only the fifth aunt is suitable."

  Cui Shi: "..."

  The fifth aunt is only in her teens, but her seniority is high.

   "This... let's see again."

  If you introduce the past, what will you call Xiao Jia in the future?

  Thinking that Lao Cheng will salute Xiao Jia when he sees Xiao Jia, and say hello respectfully...

  Thinking that when I saw Jia Ping'an, I had to salute the elders.

  Cui shivered, "That's all."

  …

   "It was ordered by Zhuang Zhonghou."

  Pan Mo explained.

   "Take someone!"

  Tang Lin took people there, and Jia Pingan came out calmly at this moment.

  The people in Zuo Tunwei handed over their hands one after another.

  Ming Jing followed, looking at Jia Pingan with complicated eyes.

   "How did you find out?"

   Of course it is wise!

  Jia Pingan felt good about himself at the moment, a little swollen, "I was thinking that the one who can do this is the executioner. Xie Ji is honest and has no motive. What about Pan Mo?"

   "But no one thought of Pan Mo." Ming Jing never thought that Pan Mo was the culprit.

Jia Pingan smiled and said: "I went to find the most outstanding executioner in Chang'an County, invited him to drink, and asked him carefully, only to find out that there is a great knowledge in the stick blame, and then I found out that Pan Mo became honest, and I became suspicious. Then..."

   "After that, it's time to unravel." Ming Jing lowered her head, feeling a little lost, and then said, "No wonder His Majesty let you be a young man in charge of the Hundred Horses. I thought it was for other reasons, but now I realize that His Majesty values ​​your ability."

   Jia Pingan touched his chin and sighed.

  I relied on my appearance to make a living, but in the end I chose to rely on my talent to win.

   "Dead!"

   Someone shouted from behind.

  Jia Pingan and Ming Jing passed by, only to see Tang Lin cursing with a livid face, "Cunning people should go to **** after death!"

  Indoors, a man was hanging under the beam, with his tongue sticking out.

   "Zhuang Lin committed suicide."

  A veteran fighter from Zuo Tunwei went in, inspected it, then turned around and said, "You are about to die."

   Tang Lin frowned and said, "That is to say, I just took Pan Mo and hanged myself here?"

  Zhuang Lin hung the southeast branch by himself, which made this matter completely stuck.

  Cheng Zhijie was wronged, and the first thing he did was to curse: "Yeah, I know who did it, call your mother!"

  Old Cheng's heroic shout made many people fall silent.

   Then Tang Lin and Jia Pingan entered the palace.

   "Your Majesty, the matter has been clarified. Someone from Zuo Tunwei ordered the little official to slap him with a ruthless hand, and then the man committed suicide."

   In a few words, the general process of the matter was explained, because the emperor didn't have time to listen to the details.

   Li Zhi said: "I know."

  What about my credit?

   Jia Ping'an felt that he had lost a lot.

   Logically, Tang Lin should have resigned, but he continued: "Your Majesty, this matter is entirely up to Uncle Wu Yang. If it wasn't him, I wouldn't be able to find out the matter."

  Old Tang is so loyal, does he really want to pass on my mantle?

   Jia Ping'an couldn't help being moved, but when he thought of leaving Baiqi, he would be out of Li Zhi's protection, and then he would be besieged by the powerful Guanlong, so he retreated again.

  Li Zhi nodded, "I see."

   Sure enough, the emperor is stingy.

  After they left, Li Zhi said in a deep voice: "I remember that in the past few years, Duke Lu was mostly at home, and Zuo Tunwei... ordered him to investigate!"

  The emperor's keenness is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

   But the holidays are here.

  Li Zhi returned to the harem and went straight to Wu Mei.

   "Cheng Zhijie was framed, and he almost got wronged."

   Li Zhi told Wu Mei the matter.

  Wu Mei's first thought was: "Ping An is indeed outstanding."

   Li Zhi's complexion was slightly dark, "I don't need you to remind me, I will reward him naturally in the future."

  Wu Mei smiled, "I dare not."

   This woman looks insincere!

  Li Zhi changed the subject, "I asked the person behind the scenes, but it was a step too late, and that person committed suicide."

   "This is knowing that I will die, so I commit suicide, so as not to hurt my family."

  Wu Mei's brows were completely cold, "Your Majesty, it is better to kill others as an example."

  Li Zhi said indifferently: "I have ordered people to take that person's family before. The woman is a prostitute, and the man is a slave."

   This pair of men and women talked about the life and death of ordinary people very normally, as if they were talking about ants.

   "Who would do this?"

  Wu Mei already has a vague candidate in her heart, but she hesitates.

  The corners of Li Zhi's mouth curled up mockingly, and he said, "What's the purpose of those people? It must be to get Cheng Zhijie back home, so Zuo Tunwei fell into their hands. These idiots..."

  Wu Mei raised her head, her eyes filled with horror, "Last time..."

  Li Zhi nodded, "The last time Fang Yiai conspired against me, I suddenly put all the troops on alert, and those people panicked. That's how they came up with the idea of ​​taking military power to fight against me."

  …

   "Auxiliary machine, their plan for Zuo Tunwei failed."

   Chu Suiliang looked heartbroken.

  Changsun Wuji was reading a book, his eyes moved slowly, from top to bottom, then raised his head, and then from top to bottom...Occasionally he paused to think.

   After reading a page, he took the bookmark and clipped it, then raised his head with deep eyes, "I want them to know that if the military power is mobilized, the emperor will be disturbed."

  Chu Suiliang smiled bitterly: "But you know, those people gained power by relying on military power before the Sui Dynasty. Otherwise, how could Yang Guang be defeated?"

  Changsun Wuji frowned, "That was the former Sui Dynasty, but now it is the Tang Dynasty, those ambitions should be put aside."

  Chu Suiliang hesitated to speak.

  Changsun Wuji sneered and said: "The old man knows they can't take it, man, greed is not enough!"

  …

  The holidays are here.

  The emperor is going to Zhongnan Mountain and ordered Qianniuwei to guard it, and Baiqi can take the opportunity to take a vacation.

   Jia Ping'an wanted to sleep in, but Gao Yang came early in the morning.

  Wearing a red dress, she is beautiful and aggressive.

   "Look at you, the sun is already high and you're still sleeping."

  Gao Yang looked disgusted.

  Three poles in the sun...

  Jia Ping'an looked at the sun, the sun in the east is just about to rise, how can there be any ups and downs?

   "I'll sleep a little longer."

  Young people are drowsy. This has nothing to do with thoughts, it is the instinct of the body. And when you get old, you worry all day long, so you don't want to sleep, and wake up frequently.

   Jia Ping'an yawned and turned around.

   "Xiao Jia!"

   Gao Yang's voice was not kind.

  As soon as Jia Ping'an entered the room, Gao Yang followed him.

  Du He and Wang Lao Er stood in the distance, Du He looked joyful, "Princess, please work hard!"

  Wang Laoer sighed: "It's early in the morning...I'm afraid it can't be done?"

  Du He looked at him disdainfully, "What do you know? Young people have been working hard early in the morning."

   Wang Er Er glanced at him, "How about you? Did you work hard early in the morning?"

  Using against the wind for ten miles, now wetting his shoes against the wind... Du He's cheeks trembled slightly, obviously because his self-esteem suffered a critical blow of 10,000 points.

"No." Wang Lao Er said in that tone of 'I knew it earlier': "Mr. Used it."

  Jia Ping'an was just about to enter the house, when the fragrant wind came, he subconsciously shouted: "Get up now."

  Gao Yang glanced at the indoor layout, "It's so deserted."

   Are you trying to say that there is still a lack of... no, a group of women?

   Jia Ping'an turned around, "There are poems and books in my belly, and prosperity is in front of me."

  Gao Yang just took a look and went out.

   This woman wanted to throw herself down. Fortunately, there are many people today. What if it is night?

  Jia Ping'an is a little worried, Gao Yang's style is very tough, if she does it wholeheartedly...Should I follow, or not?

  After he washed up, he was just about to have breakfast when Gao Yang became impatient, "I have it in my car, hurry up, or the emperor will go far away."

"Who else?"

  Sister, will you go?

  Gao Yang frowned, "Wu Zhaoyi is going with the child."

  It’s too much, and you’re not afraid of your child getting sick on the road?

  Jia Ping'an thinks that sister is really big-hearted.

   Ready later, Jia Pingan ordered Wang Laoer and Xu Xiaoyu to accompany him, making Du He optimistic about his home.

  Gao Yang sighed suddenly, "You are Uncle Wuyang now, and there is no maidservant with you, so others will laugh at you."

   "Why?"

  In the previous life, Jia Pingan went out with a bag on his back, wandering alone in the streets and alleys of a certain place, feeling all kinds of customs and customs, what kind of maid... he didn't blink his eyes when he saw various entertainment venues.

  Gao Yang pointed at Sanhua, "You followed."

  Sanhua secretly rejoiced, "Slave, go and pack your clothes."

   Later, the convoy rolled away, and Hongyan couldn't help crying.

  Du He persuaded: "This is going out to show your face. You didn't hear what the princess said. If you don't have a maid with you, others will laugh at you. But who said that you will be laughed at if you don't have a wife and concubine?"

   Hongyan raised his head, his eyes were swollen from crying, and asked expectantly, "Really?"

  Du He nodded.

  Not far away, Wang Laoer put his hands on his chest and said flatly: "It's troublesome in the wild, and the accompanying maid will do everything."

  Xu Xiaoyu asked: "Second brother, what are you doing?"

   "Work during the day, and at night..."

  (end of this chapter)