Great Tang Broom Star

Ma stayed there.

"My son... my son..."

Cheng Yu asked, "Is there a second Zhang Meng in mathematics?"

Ma shook his head, "No, but how can my son be valued by nobles?"

This woman... just such a vulgar woman gave birth to such a promising son... Cheng Yu nodded, "I sent someone to find out, it is Zhang Meng. Mr. Ma, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry cultivated it himself, this is the inheritance .Your son has a bright future...Of course the Cheng family can no longer use you, and you don't need to come out to do things anymore...Come here and bring me the gift I prepared. "

The steward gave me a small package, and when I opened it, there were the four treasures of the study, all of which were high-end goods.

The Cheng family has been officials for generations, and Cheng Yu was inevitably dumbfounded when he got the news. When Mrs. Ma first came to Cheng's house to work, he had a dispute with those people, saying that his son Zhang Meng was studying mathematics, and that Duke Wuyang liked it so much. At that time, he just smiled.

But he didn't expect Zhang Meng to stand out, crushing many people as soon as he became an official... He dared to assert that within five years at most, Zhang Meng would be able to sit on an equal footing with him in terms of rank.

This kind of person must form a good relationship, and Ma Shi is the best way.

It is a kind of elegance to send the Four Treasures of the Study instead of money.

Zhang Meng must be smart if he can be loved by Duke Jia and valued by Huang Wan. He naturally knows the meaning of giving this gift, and this relationship is considered to be forged.

Cheng Yu turned around and went back, and said to the steward who followed: "Mr. Ma, this month's money will be paid to you later. You have brought several children in the family. The gentleman said that you have worked hard and made great achievements. You can come to sit and see how many children you have when you are free in the future. A young gentleman and a young lady."

Using children as a bond of affection, Cheng Yu used such means without a trace of fireworks.

Mashi was in a daze.

The steward thought she was still in shock, so he smiled and left.

Qiao Yun stepped forward to bless her, "I've been rude these days, don't blame Madam Ma, I'll have a gift to make amends later..."

The maids flocked here, what a compliment!

Ma Shi woke up suddenly, and shouted ecstatically: "My son! My Dalang is well-developed! He is well-developed!"

...

In the Yellowstone Restaurant,

After noon, the dishes and chopsticks piled up like a mountain, and Zhang Hao kept washing them.

The guys were able to rest, chatting in twos and threes.

The restaurant is a gathering place for all kinds of news, and there are the most gossips.

The two guys talked about it, and one of them shouted at Zhang Hao: "Hey! Zhang Hao, who has the same surname Zhang, has become a great talent favored by the minister of the Ministry of Industry. You often say that your son is a good student. where?"

Zhang Hao shook his head, his back was sore and unable to move, he smiled profusely with sweat, "That's fate! My Dalang doesn't have that fate."

The words were right, the two guys looked pale, and one of them sighed: "That Zhang Meng is just a math student, yet he can attract Huang Shilang's attention, saying that he is going to be cultivated, tsk tsk! This fate is really unpredictable. "

Another guy said: "It is said that Duke Jia also likes this student very much. He is a scholar of heaven and man, and his advice will definitely make Zhang Meng completely reborn. This has attracted the attention of Huang Shilang from the Ministry of Industry. This person... very nice."

Zhang Hao raised his head slightly, sweat dripped into the big basin, and said with a smile: "You are talking about... Zhang Meng?"

The buddy nodded, "The Ministry of Households is angry, and they are asking about this everywhere! They say they want to stop the Ministry of Industry from poaching people from mathematics."

Zhang Hao stood up suddenly, with a click on his waist, and said with piercing eyes: "Dare to ask... the old man wants to ask, is it really Zhang Meng?"

A guy frowned, "Yes, it's Zhang Meng, why are you so excited?"

Zhang Hao only felt that the blood all over his body rushed to his face, and he staggered forward as if he was drunk.

"Old man... the old man's son is called Zhang Meng."

Both guys laughed.

"There are quite a few people named Zhang Meng, your son..."

Zhang Hao turned his head, his cloudy eyes gradually brightened, "The old man's Dalang is learning to do math and study."

The two guys trembled, one went to support him, and the other shouted: "The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper!"

The yelling was terrible, and the shopkeeper hurried over, cursing as he ran.

"Damn Ganni, what's going on?"

He rushed to the backyard, and when he saw that nothing had happened, he cursed, "It's a ghost!"

The guy pointed at Zhang Hao and said, "Shopkeeper, Zhang Hao's son is called Zhang Meng!"

Today, the household department made harsh remarks outside, causing gossip to spread everywhere, and the name Zhang Meng was also widely known.

The shopkeeper scolded: "Call Zhang Meng too much..."

He suddenly froze, "You mean..."

Zhang Hao suddenly laughed, "My son is studying mathematics, and my son is called Zhang Meng."

Tears flowed freely on his smiling face.

...

In the afternoon, Zhang Hao came back. He walked slowly into Shengpingfang with a cane and a jug of wine in one hand.

Today, the neighbors are a little weird, looking at him with strange eyes, and they are all looking at him.

Zhang Hao looked at all this with a smile, and felt light all over his body, blown away by a gust of wind.

"Aye!"

Someone shouted behind him, Zhang Hao turned around, and saw his son Zhang Meng running towards him with a schoolbag on his back.

"Da Lang!"

Zhang Hao smiled, especially joyfully.

Zhang Meng approached, knelt down suddenly, hugged his legs and howled.

"Da Lang!"

Zhang Hao went to help him, "Da Lang got up and talked."

Zhang Meng raised his head, "Aye, you and A Niang have suffered a lot these years."

"Neither bitter nor bitter."

Do nothing for your own children.

Zhang Hao put down the jug to help him, Zhang Meng got up, choked up and said: "Aye, I went to the Ministry of Industry."

He is not the kind of person who likes to show off, but his parents have been teased and ridiculed by the neighbors all these years, and they have been holding back... Today he naturally wants to make his parents feel proud.

"It really is true!"

Zhang Hao had been worrying that it was fake news, and now he was emotionally excited, "Da Lang, is it true?"

"Hi Zhang!"

The little official's father came and said with a smile: "You don't know yet, Huang Shilang from the Ministry of Industry invited Mr. Jia Jun to come forward and asked your Dalang to go to the Ministry of Industry, saying that he would train him himself. Good Zhang, You have suffered so much for half your life, and the good days are coming soon."

The stone in Zhang Hao's heart fell to the ground, and he looked at his son with a very kind look in his eyes, "Da Lang, you are really promising."

The eyes of those neighbors are not right.

Envy envy hate, then less hate, more envy...

"The life of the Zhang family is getting better."

"Not only is it good, if Zhang Meng can become an official in the future, his family will be able to move closer to the imperial city, and he can also buy servants, tsk tsk! Zhang Hao will no longer have to wash dishes with a cane."

"Zhang Dalang... When he was young, I felt that this kid would definitely have a bright future."

The atmosphere is very hot!

The father and son returned home slowly, and as soon as they entered the house, they heard Ma Shi's familiar loud voice.

"I said earlier that my Dalang is deeply loved by Duke Jia in mathematics..."

"Da Lang likes to read, and Aye and I are very happy. If he wants to read until he is thirty, he can do it, but who would have thought that he would be favored by a nobleman? Hey! You can tell others what to say."

"Get married? No matter, my Dalang is not in a hurry. Someone mentioned it before, and she is the daughter of a noble family, but I think Dalang is still young! What's the rush."

"Sorrowful! Back all the way back earlier, those people said that Da Lang was promising, and I was so dry and miserable all the way..."

Zhang Hao smiled wryly, "Your mother doesn't speak properly."

"I feel fine."

Zhang Meng smiled slightly.

...

"Shang Shu, we must act immediately."

In the duty room, Huang Wan said seriously: "Jia Ping'an teaches new learning in mathematics. I ignored those knowledge, thinking it was just calculation, but it is far more than that. Jia Ping'an is silently waiting for someone to discover the new learning. The advantage... Shang Shu, there is a lot of knowledge about construction in the new school, those students should naturally enter our Ministry of Engineering..."

Yan Liben had a headache, "The old man just listened to the fact that you went to learn to rob people. The Minister of the Household Department, Dou Dexuan, used to be a royal doctor, and he has the toughest temper. Are you... worth it?"

"value!"

Huang Wan said with piercing eyes: "Shangshu knows that all those students have learned to study things, but when it comes to ship building and other things, they can find the root cause... Shangshu is not floating on the surface, but looking for it from the root. to the mysteries of shipbuilding, what they call . . . mechanics."

Yan Liben was terrified, "Call that student over, and I will ask him personally."

Zhang Meng is here.

"Shang Shu has something to ask you, so I can answer it."

Huang Wan looked at the talented person in his picture with those admiring eyes.

"Do you know Fangliang..."

Half an hour later, Yan Liben's roar came from the duty room.

"Prepare the horse, no, the old man goes to the Ministry of War!"

Yan Liben started to trot.

This highly respected boss from the Ministry of Industry ran exceptionally fast.

When they arrived at the Ministry of War, seeing a group of people busy, Yan Liben asked, "Is Jungong Jia here? Xiao Jia! Xiao Jia!"

Ren Yaxiang was being surrounded by officials talking about something, and he was in a state of desperation... Thinking that Master Jia ran away after seeing him in the morning, he couldn't help being angry, "That guy ran away."

"Ran?"

Jia Pingan ran away.

In the past few days, he threw Bao Dong and Lei Hong out and asked them to check the Koreans in Chang'an to find the person behind the assassination.

The assassin was tortured and confessed at the time, but he insisted that no one instructed him.

Damn!

Is the business doing well, are you stupid enough to assassinate me?

Jia Ping felt something was wrong when he heard it.

But the assassin is already unbearable to be whipped, and he will be finished if he uses torture.

Bao Dong said in the morning that he found one.

But that person was a civil servant who voluntarily surrendered at the beginning, so it was not easy to win.

After much deliberation, Jia Pingan came up with an idea.

He went to Qujiang Pond, but Wei Qingyi was not there.

That girl lives in a practice workshop, but Jia Pingan doesn't know where she lives.

He searched all the way.

"uncle!"

An old man basking in the sun opened his hazy eyes, "What's the matter?"

"Grandpa, do you know that there is a man and a woman in the practice workshop, and the man is cheating and abducting and jumping into the god...he is a Taoist who does things."

The old man blinked, "You mean Fan Ying? That's right, you go forward, then to the left, then to the right, then to the left...Hey! Stop, the old man hasn't finished yet!"

Jia Pingan asked all the way.

"Fan Ying? Hey! That man is so good at doing things. Last time there was a ghost in my house, he chased it away. The ghost is extremely fierce, and it comes out at night..."

Jia Pingan continued to move forward blankly.

When he saw three big characters written on the outside of a family, he knew it was it.

——Do things!

The three big characters are well written and very eye-catching.

"Tsing Yi!"

Jia Ping shouted at the top of his voice.

"Who is it?"

Fan Ying poked her head out of the room.

"Mr. Jia?"

Wei Qingyi sat cross-legged in the room with calm eyes.

She slowly got up and put on her shoes, then went out.

"Mr. Jia."

This girl looked a little more out of the world.

"Qing Yi, are you going to become a monk?"

What a pity, isn't it?

Wei Qingyi raised his head, his deep eyes were calm and unwavering, "It's the same when you are a monk or at home. What you pursue in your heart is Taoism, and wherever you go, you will find Taoism."

Tut tut!

This is to see the mountain is not the mountain.

Like most old fathers, Fan Ying asked vigilantly, "Mr. Jia is here to find this old man?"

"Shouldn't it be poor?"

Jia Ping'an felt that this Taoist was doing well in Chang'an City, which could only explain one thing: too reserved is not good. As soon as the Taoists in Chang'an City held back, Fan Ying robbed them of a lot of business.

"The old man of the poor way is called by name, to entangle the name, it is not the way!"

Fan Ying's appearance is quite out of the world, and if she speaks the truth, if she is detached from the world, she will really be fooled by him.

"Tsing Yi, I need your help with something."

"What's the matter?" Wei Qingyi casually tied his long hair around his head.

"I'm not sure if there's a man who's a murderer, maybe you can see it?"

"No!" Fan Ying answered first. He stared at Jia Pingan, "Whether it's right or wrong after reading it, it won't do Tsing Yi any good to spread the word."

Wei Qingyi looked at Jia Pingan with bright eyes.

"This is a private matter." Jia Pingan felt that Fan Ying was thinking too much.

"Private affairs are not allowed!"

Fan Ying's gesture of protecting the calf made Jia Ping'an think of Ah Fu protecting the two human cubs at home.

"Master, you go in first."

Fan Ying reluctantly went in.

Wei Qingyi said indifferently: "The matter of appearance is half false and half true. A person's life is actually caused by himself. A vicious person has a hostile look on his face. If this kind of person doesn't know how to restrain himself, he will die sooner or later. The earth; a kind-hearted person who does not contend with the world will naturally have a good death..."

What you said... Jia Ping'an's habit of slandering others broke out, "But some good people have their families ruined, what's the explanation?"

Repair bridges and pave roads without corpses, murder and set fire to gold belts!

Wei Qingyi turned his white and tender face slightly, looked at him and said: "That's only a very small number. Vicious people will be unlucky sooner or later, and kind people will be rewarded... This can be seen from words, deeds and appearance. So the so-called A fortune teller must have keen five senses and be able to detect this person's aura. Either he is full of hostility, or he has such a peaceful aura from the inside out..."

So this is physiognomy?

Jia Ping'an suddenly realized.

"But some people say what will happen if the eyebrows are like this, and what will happen if the mouth is crooked..."

For example, eyebrow bridging, gambling and whoring. Jia Ping'an is often worried that his eyebrows will return to the teacher at the center of his eyebrows.

Wei Qingyi smiled slightly, and parted his red lips lightly, "There are a lot of people on Zhongnan Mountain. After I arrived in Chang'an, I liked to wander around, and I saw a lot of people. Those so-called faces...are actually nonsensical. What you said There are people with crooked mouths in Chang'an City, but they still live and work in peace and contentment; there are also many people with short nose bridges, who are still happy and happy... You can't judge the majority by the few."

This girl...

Jia Pingan coughed dryly, "There is someone over there, please go and help me."

Wei Qingyi looked at him, making Master Jia feel guilty.

"good!"

Later, the two arrived at Yongpingfang.

Bao Dong and Lei Hong greeted them, and they glanced at Wei Qingyi, only to feel that the girl's eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

"just in front."

The family in front looked pretty good... The upper class of Goryeo who surrendered could keep their belongings, so they still had a good life after arriving in Chang'an.

Wei Qingyi frowned, "It's easy to identify people when you see them, how do you get in?"

But the door of this family is closed, how can I get in?

Jia Pingan said casually, "Go and have a look."

Wei Qingyi glanced at him, "Over the wall?"

Although this girl has a crystal clear mind and a thorough understanding of personnel affairs, she knows very little about many things.

Bah bah bah!

Lei Hong went up and beat on the door.

"Who is it?"

The Tang dialect in it is a bit vague.

"Jin Wu Guard, open the door!"

The door opened, and a servant took a look outside. Lei Hong pulled his beard, "Tell your master to come out, I will have a routine question later."

The servant nodded and bowed in response.

That's it?

Junjun Jia acted a bit domineering, he bullied these Koreans... he didn't take it seriously.

Wei Qingyi thought about this in his heart, so he said, "Why do you bully them?"

Sister, you are too simple... Jia Pingan said: "These people have ulterior motives. They are not ordinary people, but dignitaries. What kind of gentleness do you give to these people? They will only push their feet and think that Datang is a fool. Tsing Yi, Many times the aliens are fearful of authority but not of morality, if you blindly treat yourself with softness, you will only get a painful lesson, and even be backlashed."

So this is ah!

I was wrong about him.

Wei Qingyi smiled apologetically.

"coming!"

Jia Pingan stood in front, blocking Wei Qingyi for a little while, just in time for her to observe who came.

The visitor was over forty years old, and could see the residual majesty, but when facing Bao Dong and Lei Hong, he smiled flatteringly.

This reminded Jia Ping'an of future generations... When Shenzhou land was sinking, did those officials also flatter and smile at the invaders in the same way?

Wei Qingyi looked at it for a while, then whispered behind Jia Pingan: "Let's go."

You have to say it!

Jia Pingan said in a low voice, "How? If it's not appropriate, I'll arrest him right away."

This person is so fierce... Wei Qingyi said: "I only see weakness and anxiety in this person."

have to!

Those who dare to plan to assassinate Jia Ping'an will not be such people.

Just as he was about to turn around, a Korean man in his early twenties came out from inside. Judging from his clothes, he should be the son of a middle-aged man.

When Jia Pingan turned around, Wei Qingyi, who was close at hand, turned dark and looked behind him.

This is a rare close-up. Jia Pingan saw a head of black hair, smooth forehead, delicate eyebrows, deep eyes, straight nose bridge and small red lips...

This girl looks really good!

The key is the tranquility that seems to be collapsing inward, like a black hole, which makes people want to explore involuntarily.

I just appreciate...beauty is meant to be appreciated.

Jia Pingan was condescending, looked at it unscrupulously, and gave his sister a score.

Different from the skinny beauty of Li Jiao, Wei Qingyi's beauty is an alternative beauty that radiates from the inside out.

It's a pity to be a priest.

Jia Ping'an was still sighing, Wei Qingyi turned his eyes to look at him, "There is something wrong with that person."

Jia Ping turned around abruptly, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at the young man who came out after him.

...

The last two days of the double monthly ticket, ask for a ticket!