Chapter 601 A fire in winter

   "This king's head is split."

  Li Yuanying came to Baiqi early in the morning, lying on the ground without any image, "There is a hand towel, the ice the better."

   "Do you want Baodong's foot wrap?"

   Jia Pingan ignored him.

   "Sir, you don't want to sell these drinks, do you?"

   Li Yuanying swore: "This king will be a pig if he drinks this kind of wine again."

   "I remember your words."

  Jia Pingan put down his teacup, "It's so wonderful to drink a cup of warm mutton tea early in the morning."

   Jia Pingan recalled the description of the tea ceremony in later generations, and couldn't help laughing.

  Cha Tang Cha Tang, the current tea is actually soup. To drink tea is to drink soup.

  The wheels of history are rolling, and the tea that has not been infinitely elevated now is just a adjustment.

  The so-called compelling style must be endowed by human beings themselves, and then keep myths about it, and finally achieve the Tao.

  What about Confucianism?

   Jia Ping'an couldn't help but think back to the past.

   "Okay, let's get started."

   Jia Pingan felt that it was time for him to make a move.

   "Are there any smugglers from Tubo and Korea in the city?"

  Li Yuanying nodded, "The weather is getting warmer, and those people came here after smelling the smell, but they asked for too much, and there is no stock."

   "Go and find them."

  Li Yuanying shook his head, "Sir, this king wants to die here right now, without moving."

   This is a hangover reaction.

   "Bao Dong!"

   "Marquis of Wuyang." Bao Dong appeared alive and kicking.

   "Get me a glass of wine."

   "Sir, please forgive me." Li Yuanying retched a few times, "I can't even sniff."

   "I don't have sugar here, so let's use this method."

  Alcohol hangover.

   Bao Dong brought a glass of wine, Li Yuanying sniffed the smell and retched, "Baiqi actually has wine?"

   "Why not."

   "Drink it!" Jia Ping'an felt that drinking early in the morning is really low, and the key is to feel uncomfortable.

   But a small drink after a hangover is fine.

"gentlemen…"

   Li Yuanying wanted to die.

   "I promise it will work."

  Li Yuanying held his breath and drank it all in one gulp.

   Then fell heavily.

  He panted, "Before, the king didn't like drinking, but later in Tengzhou..."

   Bao Dong wanted to hear gossip, but Li Yuanying looked at him and stopped talking.

  After Bao Dong went out, Li Yuanying continued: "At that time, I had to pretend to be a dandy, so I drank and had fun and tossed people, and I did whatever I could to get a bad reputation. Thinking about it now... it's like a dream."

   This is Tianjia.

   Jia Ping'an felt that it would be really difficult for the eldest nephew in the future.

   "Later, this king was tossing all the way, and Chang'an had documents or people to scold him from time to time. If he didn't scold him for a while, this king would feel chills down his spine. He had to guess whether Chang'an wanted to do something, or he had forgotten about this king."

   Poor baby!

  Born in the emperor's family in this era, there is no doubt that most of them are tragedies.

  Later, Li Longji simply raised his son in captivity. If he didn't care about his reputation, he reckoned that he could kill all his sons by himself.

  You really can't blame Li Longji for this.

  Look at the history of Datang.

  When Li Yuan was in power, his son Li Shimin launched a coup and became the overlord.

  Emperor Taizong, Li Chengqian also launched a coup, but Taizong was the emperor on horseback after all, and got a good death.

   Next is Li Zhi, the eldest brother died of illness, and the second brother Li Xian is also rumored to be rebellious...

   Not to mention Li Xian and Li Dan, Wu Mei ascended the throne in the end, known as the Wu Zhou Revolution.

  Can the throne be passed on safely?

   At this time, the caring person is thinking.

   As a result, the Shenlong coup led to Wu Zhao's abdication. This is another emperor who abdicated abnormally. It is no problem to be called the Supreme Emperor.

   It's not over, Li Longji and Princess Taiping teamed up to stage another coup, and the famous puppet Li Dan once again appeared on the stage.

   Li Dan is useless as a puppet, and then he was turned into the Supreme Emperor by his son Li Longji... Everyone, count, how many people in this Tang Dynasty can be regarded as the Supreme Emperor?

   How many emperors in the Tang Dynasty succeeded to the throne normally and died?

  If you don’t know these changes, you can’t understand why the emperor of Tang Dynasty is so wary of children, and how vigilant the emperor is for outsiders to spy on power.

  So Jia Pingan’s method of gaining a foothold in Baiqi at the beginning was very simple. If he grasped the line of maintaining the power of the emperor without wavering, he would naturally win Li Zhi’s favor, otherwise he would have gone to be with the mage long ago.

   Thinking of the mage, Jia Ping'an was moved.

  He kicked Li Yuanying up, "Hurry up and contact them."

   Li Yuanying stood up, suddenly covered his forehead, and said in surprise: "Why don't you have a headache anymore? You don't feel dizzy anymore."

Jia Pingan said: "Do you know where the wine is digested? The liver. But the liver is also tired, and it will rest when it is tired, so you will feel a splitting headache and sore body the next day. This is the rest of the liver. And Drink a small amount of wine at this moment, and the liver will be awakened to start the hangover."

   "It turned out to be like this?" Li Yuanying couldn't help but secretly delighted, "From now on, you can drink freely."

  Jia Pingan felt that this guy was thinking too much, "Doing this will make the liver not rest, and it will hurt the liver a few more times."

   "Get out!"

   Jia Pingan drove him away and said, "I'm going to patrol the streets. Cheng Da is optimistic about Baiqi."

  Ming Jing sneered, "Run away again."

  Cheng Da said in a low voice: "The Commander of Hundred Horses cannot seize power."

  Ming Jing was taken aback.

  …

   Jia Pingan is not stupid.

  After taking over from Tang Xu, I started to work hard, but then I gradually became lazy.

  Wake up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs every day, such a life is impossible.

  So it became Jia Pingan's standard equipment to leave early every now and then.

  All the way to Da Ci’en Temple, Menzi felt a headache when he saw him, “Master is very busy translating scriptures.”

   Later he went to sue.

   "Master, the Marquis of Wuyang is here again. I said that the master is busy translating the scriptures. What did he say...to combine work and rest. If the master is not allowed to come and go at will, he would also like to invite the master to go out of the city."

   Several monks who followed the translation of the scriptures frowned, "The scriptures are the most important, and the Marquis of Wuyang is a bit young and frivolous."

   For them, the scriptures are everything.

  Xuanzang rubbed his eyes, "Alright."

   Several monks couldn't help being surprised.

   "Master, you can't go out at will, otherwise accidents will happen."

  Xuanzang laughed and said, "Let's go out of the city and see what the Marquis of Wuyang can do."

  He got up and thumped his waist with his backhand, "The flesh is just a basket, don't take it too seriously."

   Several monks lowered their heads, "Yes."

  Jia Pingan strolled outside and waited.

   "Mage?"

  Seeing Xuanzang coming out, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

   Xuanzang nodded and got into the carriage.

  An official came out and said with a stern face: "The mage is going out... the lower official stopped him. The mage said that he was in the city. When he turned around, the lower official would report to the palace and invite Marquis Haihan of Wuyang."

   "Then report it."

  Xuanzang cannot show his face. Once he shows up, he will be surrounded immediately. Those who follow the stars in the later generations are weak in front of Xuanzang.

   "Mage, where are you going?"

   Jia Pingan just wanted to ask Xuanzang if he could see his two children, but Xuanzang came out unexpectedly.

   "They said Qujiang Pond is interesting, so let's take a look outside."

   All the way to Qinglongfang, and Qujiang Pond in front of it, Xuanzang suddenly said: "The poor monk is thirsty, can you go in and ask for water?"

  Who would dare to stop you? Jia Ping'an's head was full of black lines, "The mage just needs to give orders."

  The carriage headed towards Qinglongfang.

   "Sign up, who are you looking for?"

  Fang pawns are ready to block.

   Jia Pingan said lightly: "Jia Pingan."

  The square soldier cupped his hands, "I've seen Marquis Wuyang, who is in the carriage?"

   "It's best not to ask."

   Jia Pingan nodded.

   Fangzu laughed and said, "Marquis Wuyang brings people here, it will be all right."

   Xuanzang’s voice came from the car, “Can you lead the way to Yangqu?”

  Jia Pingan threw a small bunch of copper coins over, and the square soldier smiled and said, "It's convenient."

  Generally, there are intersections in the square, and the rest are alleys, which are called 'qu' or 'lane'. Quxiang has different names, for example, it is called Beiqu or Nanxiang according to its location. Or according to the characteristics of that street, for example, there are many willow trees, so it is called Willow Alley.

  As for Yang Qu, it means that either there are many poplar trees on that street, or there are rich families with the surname Yang.

  Master Xuanzang is looking for someone?

   Jia Ping'an was a little curious.

  The worship of Buddha in the former Sui Dynasty has continued. In Chang'an City, there are countless people who believe in Buddhism.

  After Xuanzang returned from his journey to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, he instantly became the top leader in Chang'an City. But Xuanzang was very busy, so most of the people he could associate with were dignitaries.

  He had been in contact with Changsun Wuji for a while.

  So Jia Ping'an was very curious about who he was looking for.

  Yang family...

  The aristocratic family also has the surname Yang, but there is no Yang family in Qinglongfang, right?

  Go all the way, then turn left into the alley.

   "This is Yang Qu."

  With the copper coins, Fang Zu also introduced the situation with all his heart.

  He took the carriage to the outside of a family, "This is the Yang family."

   Jia Pingan whispered: "Master..."

   "The poor monk wants to come down and take a look."

this…

   Look around, no one.

   Once discovered, not only here, but people from the entire Qinglongfang will flock to it.

  The car curtain is opened.

   Fang Zu laughed, "This family...you...fa...a mage?"

  Xuanzang smiled, "Tanyue please don't say anything."

  Fangzu's cheeks trembled, and the huge surprise made him incoherent, "Mage, the Mage has come out..."

  He knelt down slowly.

   "There is no need to do that." Xuanzang smiled and said, "The Marquis of Wuyang will help the poor monk."

  Jia Pingan helped him down, Xuanzang looked around, "It is said to be in front of the Yang family, take a look."

  He walked slowly, "The poor monk walked like flying all the way west, but now he is old and hobbled."

  These words were twitchy, but Xuanzang spoke slowly, with a kind of composure.

   Going a little further, I saw a family.

   Said it was someone's house... But half of the fence was broken, and the three wooden houses were also dilapidated.

   "This is it."

   Xuanzang walked in.

  He knocked on the door slowly.

   "Who is it?"

  An old woman's voice came.

  Jia Pingan just heard the sound of weaving.

  The door of the room opened, and an old woman squinted and looked outside, blinking, "You are..."

  The old woman suddenly approached and looked up at Xuanzang, "You are...you are a mage? Mage, you passed Zhuque Street that year, and I saw you. Mage is merciful."

  Xuanzang clasped his hands together, "The poor monk happened to pass by today and wanted to ask for a bowl of water."

  The old woman was overjoyed, "Yes, yes, mage, etc."

  She saluted hastily and looked back, probably worried that Xuanzang would run away.

  There was a sound of ping-pong-pong inside, and then the old woman came out with a bowl of water.

  The bowl is very dirty and not very clean.

  Xuanzang took it with both hands, drank it slowly, and said with a smile, "Gantian, thank you Tanyue."

  The old woman took the bowl and suddenly slapped her forehead, "Master, can you show it to the child?"

   Xuanzang said in surprise: "What child? Wait for the poor monk to see."

  The old woman went in, and came out later with heavy steps, but she was holding a three or four-year-old child.

  The old woman raised her head and said expectantly: "Master, look at this child...is it possible to save it?"

   "Amitabha."

   Xuanzang took the child and looked at it carefully.

  The child looked foolishly, and his eyes couldn't see any sparkle.

The old woman murmured: "I went out to beg last month, and when I came back, I found this child at the door of the house. I was so stupid... I would call my mother. I didn't want to pick it up, but I was worried that he was sick or frozen to death. I couldn't bear it, so I took him home, but this child can be called a mother! Mage, do you think it's possible to save him?"

  Xuanzang was watching with a serious expression.

  Jia Pingan felt that he might not be so serious when translating the scriptures.

   "He's not stupid."

   Xuanzang said seriously.

  The old woman rejoiced, "You really aren't stupid?"

  Xuanzang nodded, "He knows how to call mother, so he is not stupid. And the poor monk came here suddenly today, which shows that he is destined. Tanyue is willing to let go...The poor monk took him back."

  The old woman said happily: "Okay! I am worried that my family will not live for a few years. What will the child do then? Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

   "Amitabha Fee."

   Xuanzang turned around and sent the child into the carriage.

   This is a special trip.

  Xuanzang only had those scriptures in mind, and he wished he could use one day as two days to try his best to translate those scriptures and pass them on to the Tang Dynasty.

  So where does he have the leisure and elegance to play?

   Jia Pingan ordered: "Bao Dong."

  Bao Dong stepped forward, first saluted Xuanzang, his eyes were full of reverence.

   "Ask her, that's all, I'll go by myself."

  Jia Pingan stepped forward, "Grandma, do you live alone?"

  The old woman nodded, "The whole family is gone, only slaves are left alive."

   "Why doesn't grandma go to the nursing home?"

  Earlier, all parties paid for the establishment of nursing homes, which specially adopted orphans.

   "The Nursing Home..."

  The old woman was dejected, and then laughed again: "The one who has hands and feet can live!"

   Jia Pingan smiled and said, "But those people are unwilling to accept?"

  The old woman shook her head and refused to say any more.

   Jia Pingan took a deep breath, "Grandma, the mage is here! Just talk."

   Xuanzang nodded, "This is Marquis Wuyang, he can help you."

  The old woman said: "The slaves went there last year, and they refused to accept it, saying they had no money."

   Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "If you can go in, would Grandma be willing?"

  The old woman nodded, "I wish I could!"

  Xuanzang nodded to him, "This is a good thing."

  Jia Pingan sent Xuanzang to the car and asked, "Master came here for them, why?"

  What drove Xuanzang, who devoted himself to translating scriptures, to leave the Dacien Temple?

   Is it compassion?

  Xuanzang looked at the child with a smile, "The poor monk just can't bear it."

  …

   Then Jia Ping'an went to the Nursing Home.

   "Meet Wuyanghou."

  The officials bowed their hands.

   Jia Pingan went straight in.

   "How many orphans are there at present?"

  The leading official Lin Zheng said with a smile: "Now there are more than 180 people."

   Jia Pingan glanced at him, and then checked from room to room.

   After checking the back, there are one hundred and thirty two people.

   Lin Zheng laughed and said, "Those people go out to play, and some go to visit friends."

   Jia Pingan asked, "How long will it be?"

  Lin Zheng said: "It's afternoon."

   Jia Pingan squinted at him, "Bao Dong, block the nursing home."

   Bao Dong asked people to go back and report the letter, and then the Nursing Home was allowed to enter but not to leave.

   "What does Marquis Wuyang mean by this?"

   Lin Zheng was surprised.

   Jia Ping'an said lightly: "If they come back in the afternoon, then everything is easy to talk about. If they don't come back... then it's corruption!"

  Lin Zhengqian said with a dry smile: "Marquis Wuyang was joking, how could a subordinate official dare to do that."

   Jia Ping'an then went to the dining hall.

  The pancakes are dark and not autumnal, and the raw materials are not clearly visible.

   "Is this what they eat?"

   Jia Ping'an turned around and asked.

  Lin Zheng's eyes were full of panic, "It's just...just..."

   Jia Pingan kicked him down, "Bastard, you dare to be greedy for such money, and you are not afraid of retribution from your descendants? Come!"

   Lei Hong came in, Jia Ping pointed at Lin Zheng and said, "Torture!"

   Lei Hong said: "Marquis Wuyang, this is an official."

   Torture of officials is illegal.

   Jia Pingan said coldly: "Just do it!"

   Lin Zheng confessed as soon as he raised the stick.

   "Those more than fifty people are all fake. They just make a book and receive money and food every month."

   Jia Ping'an turned around and left, Lin Zheng pleaded: "I know that the crime is serious, I only ask for my life!"

  According to the rules, it is the way to deal with it, but once the matter is stabbed to the emperor, it will be **** for Lin Zhengneng to survive.

  Jia Pingan stood outside the door, "Break his legs."

   "Marquis of Wuyang!"

   Lei Hong was shocked.

   This is no longer a lynching.

  He gritted his teeth, "Yeah, but you can't see this kind of beast, bring a stick."

   Bah bah!

"ah!"

  Amidst the screams, Lei Hong said loudly: "Yeye broke his leg in a moment of righteous indignation."

   Jia Pingan smiled.

  Facts have proved that Lei Hong thought too much.

  Someone came from the palace later and took Lin Zheng away, and the world has never heard of this person since.

   Then the palace rewarded Lei Hong with 30,000 yuan.

   "Lei Hong treats you!"

   Bao Dong is booing.

  But Lei Hong was confused, "Why? I didn't do anything!"

"gentlemen."

  Li Yuanying brought several merchants.

   "Meet Wuyanghou."

   Several businessmen saluted.

   Li Yuanying said in a low voice: "They are all smugglers from Tubo and Korea, they are so fat."

   "No need to be polite."

   Jia Ping'an's smile made Li Yuanying think of a fox.

  Sit down immediately.

  Several businessmen are smiling, but they are all foxes of thousands of years and tortoises of ten thousand years. It is not easy to fool them.

  Li Yuanying was seduced last time, but if he can get valuable news about Tubo and Korea, he can talk about what he wants, and the price is also easy to talk about.

  Businessmen are after profits, but these businessmen are like old foxes and use various reasons to shirk. In a word, we can't find out the news.

   Li Yuanying was very disappointed and felt that his methods were not good enough, so he went to ask his husband for advice.

   Jia Ping’an told him that it’s not that your methods are not good enough, but that you don’t pay enough. When paid enough, merchants can sell ropes to hang themselves.

   Li Yuanying thinks this is impossible!

  The only such person he has seen in recent years is Wang Yuanyuan.

   "Tubo and Goryeo are bitterly cold."

   Jia Ping'an got straight to the point and didn't talk nonsense.

   "Yeah! I'm shivering from the cold, and I have to bring a stick when I go out to pee, otherwise..."

   "It's so cold that I don't want to go out, but what if I don't go out? If I don't go out, my family will starve to death."

  All fat and oily businessmen compare themselves to beggars in Chang'an at this moment.

   Jia Pingan smiled and said: "In the cold winter, what if you can have a glass of the fountain of life?"

   "Fountain of Life?"

  Jia Pingan nodded and clapped his hands.

  The door opened, and Bao Dong came in with a jar of wine.

   Lei Hong held several bowls, and Ming Jing also came in quietly, ready to watch what Jia Pingan said about slaughtering fat sheep.

   "Everyone."

  Jia Pingan nodded, Bao Dong opened the seal, and suddenly a lingering smell of alcohol came out.

   Jia Pingan smiled and said: "Many years ago, in a winter that was enough to freeze to death, a couple of lovers guarded the dilapidated hut, shivering in the cold wind."

"Burning wood can't warm their bodies. Seeing the woman he loves gradually wilting, the man tried his best, but it still didn't help. He was angry, so he mixed five kinds of grains together and steamed them, praying to heaven, as long as they can Make a woman warm, and he will be converted forever.

   A few days later, he opened the jar, and it was full of wine. After taking a sip, the woman felt hot all over... The man was overjoyed, and immediately named this wine the fountain of life. "

  He nodded, and Lei Hong poured the wine.

   Jia Pingan took a sip.

  In an instant, he felt like a fire in that winter.

   Several businessmen took a sip.

   "It's fire!"

  A businessman coughed violently, but surprise flashed in his eyes.

  (end of this chapter)