Great Tang Broom Star

Since Jingguan was invented, it has always been famous for its image of a mound.

The so-called mound must not be high. In this era, it is impossible to make Jingguan very high.

But the low view of Beijing is intolerable to Master Jia...too low is not enough to shock people.

So he used all the tools such as the herringbone ladder, and even piled up mounds beside the Jingguan, put the corpses on the mound, and threw them on the top of the Jingguan...

Just like this step by step, when the Jingguan was completed, Jia Pingan looked at it intoxicated, and praised: "It's so beautiful, it would be great if there was a crane."

The corner of Shen Qiu's mouth twitched slightly, "Someone is saying that the height of your Jingguan is unprecedented, and there will be no one since."

"No, no, no! Although he is currently the highest, one must not lose his aggressiveness." Jia Pingan felt that he still had many shortcomings in the way of Jingguan, and he needed to improve slowly.

"I'm afraid there won't be many chances in the future." Shen Qiu felt that this fellow was a lunatic, "Now the Tang Dynasty's enemies are only Tibetans and Turkic people, so how can there be many opportunities to build temples in the capital?"

"Who said that?" Jia Pingan asked puzzled.

"Is there anyone else?" Shen Qiu said indifferently: "The only enemies of Great Tang are these two."

"Old Shen, you have a bad mentality." Jia Pingan shook his head, "You only saw the land, but ignored the sea... just on the other side of the sea..."

On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of...

"You mean the Wa country?" Shen Qiu's body shook, and he said in disbelief: "Are you still thinking about that tiny country?"

The last time Jia Pingan burned one hundred thousand troops to death, he was made the devil king by the Wa people. Afterwards, the monarchs and ministers in the DPRK and China avoided talking about the Wa country, because they felt that such a small country was not worthy of the Tang Dynasty sending out a large army to conquer. But Jia Ping'an persisted, and even said that Wa had a lot of gold and silver... He cursed and swore that there must be.

"A small country is also a scourge."

Jia Pingan glanced into the distance.

He is looking forward to the day when he goes to sea. This time, no one can compete with him for the right to lead the army. He wants to...

The sudden extreme silence around him made Jia Pingan a little unaccustomed to it.

"Let's go back.

"

After staying up all night, it's a good time to catch up on sleep.

Turning around, he saw a group of people.

Those Shule people glanced at him and quickly lowered their heads.

That look!

It was like seeing a demon.

"A terrible killer."

"They said that wherever the killer went, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Last night, the corpses in the city were piled up like mountains, and there were pools of blood everywhere. It was a terrifying mountain of corpses and seas of blood."

"Look at that mountain of corpses. They say it's called Jingguan, which has been handed down from the Central Plains."

"I can not see……"

"Take a look, those Tubo people and those rebels are sealed inside, and the same is true for the soul, a terrible killer."

A woman looked up at Jingguan, covered her mouth and let out an exclamation.

She also pulled the corpses and made a lot of money, and she was not afraid at that time. But now when looking at this mound of sealed soil, a chill came up from the back, all the way to the back of the head...

A woman shouted from the side.

"Those rebels said that the Tang people were violent and immoral, so they rebelled, but wait and see... They colluded with the brutal Tibetans and Turks. This is not a rebellion, it is bought by the enemy. They betrayed us, betrayed Shule... If Shule was captured by the Tubo and Turkic people last night, what will be our fate? We will be enslaved by them!"

The woman shouted, "Don't say anything about the people of the Tang Dynasty. The officials of the Tang Dynasty are more honest than the original officials. Shule has lived and worked in peace and contentment from now on... But life is not good, why do you want to collude with outsiders to rebel? Don't they know that there will be bloodshed? Chenghe? They know it, but why do they still do it?"

Everyone around looked at her.

The woman said angrily: "Once successful, the Tubo and Turkic people will give them high officials and generous salaries, and give them money, but what about us? What about those who died? They have become stepping stones for them to get promoted and get rich!"

Jia Pingan, who had just entered the city gate, looked back and saw the woman's impassioned shouts, so he felt that he had chosen the right person.

"Such methods..." Wang Chunyang felt that this matter was a bit painful. "It's a bit of a joke. It's better to build a landscape and kill two rebels... It's more shocking."

"People's hearts are like water, and killing is like building a dam to stop it, but the water will gradually rise and eventually overflow the dam..." Jia Pingan felt that these sticks were too tough, which was not good, "It won't last long."

He yawned and returned to his residence.

The courtyard of the residence has been cleaned up, but the smell of blood still exists.

The woman knelt inside the door and got up to meet him when she saw him coming.

"The slave has prepared hot water for bathing and new clothes..."

"Brother."

Li Jingye came, and there were still blood scabs all over his body. Jia Pingan slapped it away, and cursed: "I don't know how to take a bath and change clothes, does the smell of blood smell good?"

Li Jingye chuckled, "Last night, two rebels entered my side, and I threw them into the well and drowned. I'm afraid the water won't be used soon."

"You stick, you die if you kill it, why throw it into the well?"

Jia Pingan was about to be pissed off by him, "Just wash it here, but you can't wear my clothes, so ask someone to get them."

Li Jingye looked confused, "Those clothes have been worn and haven't been washed yet."

I want to hit someone!

Jia Pingan covered his forehead, "Tell the two captives to wash them, and throw them into the well if they are not clean."

At this time, Jia Ping'an deeply understood Li Ji's views on this grandson.

As long as you can do it, you can't teach it.

"Wow!"

Li Jingye didn't need any hot water, so he rinsed himself naked by the well.

Jia Ping'an took a bath in the big wooden barrel comfortably, while someone behind him kneaded his shoulders and head.

After taking a shower, Li Jingye was eating breakfast.

A plate of scones and a large bowl of Hoto, Jia Ping'an had already eaten most of the goods when he arrived.

"Hurry up, brother."

A bowl of Hoto and two cakes, this is Jia Pingan's breakfast.

There are fruits after meals, which is very comfortable.

Li Jingye ate a few times, got up and said: "A lot of people were arrested over there, brother, go and have a look..."

"go Go."

Jia Pingan was indifferent.

Li Jingye ran away in a flash, and his muttering came from the wind...

"I heard that a group of bearded girls were bought by someone. Before I bought it, I went to shake my ass..."

Fuck!

The beast!

Jia Pingan scolded: "Damn you...that's a prostitute, and others want to collect money."

"I have money."

Li Jingye slipped away.

Jia Pingan sat down slumped, thinking that it was a mistake for Li Ji to hand over the mallet to himself for teaching, and he couldn't control it anymore.

After breakfast, Jia Ping'an took a stroll, and then went to bed to catch up on sleep.

The woman knelt on the bed docilely and killed him.

clap clap...

"Mr. Jia..."

The woman looked at him anxiously.

"Um?"

Jia Pingan didn't open his eyes, his mind was full of fighting and planning last night, he was very sober, but his body gave a signal that you need to catch up on sleep.

The woman squeezed his legs for him, and said softly: "Someone came to my house earlier, saying that my elder brother has just been appointed as an official, thank you very much..."

"Um."

Datang needs local aborigines to work. The word "loyalty" is nonsense. To tie those aborigines and Datang together with interests is loyalty.

The woman interrogated Hu Lanqi and the two of them in full view today, and she and her family were tied to Datang's chariot.

The woman bit her red lips, "The family said that Junjun Jia...is handsome and has a bright future, so let me follow Junjun Jia to Datang."

She glanced at Jia Pingan, who still had his eyes closed, unable to see a trace of emotion.

The woman's hand suddenly increased strength, Jia Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, and said displeasedly: "Is this a convulsion?"

Horses and chickens should not be too hard, otherwise it will not be enjoyment, but suffering.

As for the cure... Come on, if you really want to cure the disease, you can exercise by yourself. Killing a chicken can only relax for a while.

The woman lowered her head, "Slave..."

She struggled for a while, and finally said what she was holding back, "I am willing."

She heard a soft snoring...

Master Jia has fallen asleep.

The woman muttered shyly, "It's cold, do I owe you something?"

She made claws with her hands, making a gesture to scratch, but it was just a fantasy after all.

She got out of bed carefully, turned around and saw Xu Xiaoyu with sharp eyes.

If she had dared to do something just now, Xu Xiaoyu could have chopped her up with a knife.

...

As a local official, Wang Chunyang had no possibility of making up for his sleep, so he led people to clean up the mess in the city.

After fighting for a long time last night, it was necessary to identify the identities of the rebels one by one, and to see the destroyed houses.

The destroyed place appeared on the Long Street battlefield last night.

Among them, several east gates were the most tragic.

Within two hundred steps from the east gate, there are ruins.

The common people were either hugging their dead relatives and weeping, or supporting their injured relatives and complaining loudly...

More people rummaged through the ruins for valuables, looking numb.

Wang Chunyang looked solemn, "These people either lost their relatives or their homes were destroyed, and their hearts are full of resentment... Be careful of them..."

Hu Michu nodded, "Last night, our army fought and retreated. In order to let more cavalry enter the city, the Tubo people destroyed the houses on both sides all the way, and killed everyone they saw..."

Wang Chunyang took a deep breath, "Tubo made a crime, but Tang should bear the consequences, Gan Niniang!"

"How about..." Han Zong said, "Send a team of sergeants to frighten them?"

"Also."

It is the idea of ​​Wang Chunyang and others to nip those dissatisfaction with Datang in the bud.

Several officials came.

The woman was also among them, she went straight to help pull out a case, when the host thanked, she sighed.

"Whose fault is this!"

The master wiped away tears, and glanced at Wang Chunyang and the others with hatred in his eyes.

Wang Chunyang's heart was slightly cold.

"We were unlucky to fight last night." The master smiled wryly.

People around started complaining.

"Look at my house, everything is gone."

The woman looked sympathetic, pointing to the corpses placed on the side of the road and asked: "Who killed those people?"

Everyone was stunned, and someone said, "It's the Tubo people from last night."

"Why did the Tibetans kill people?"

The woman's question made everyone think.

"Because they don't see us as their own people." The woman said excitedly: "Look at those Tang soldiers, did they kill the people? No. They see us as their own people, so they only protect us .But why don’t you hate those Tubo people and Turkic people? Why do you hate Datang?”

yes ha!

Everyone couldn't help but feel hot.

"Because you dare not." The woman couldn't help admiring when she thought of the methods and speech skills taught by Master Jia, "Because the Tibetans can kill people indiscriminately, but the Tang Dynasty can't. You know this, so you have suffered heavy losses and only dare to rush." Getting angry with Datang..."

What a bunch of cowards!

The woman was a bit pretty, but now she had a sarcastic expression, which made those men ashamed.

"Who brought this disaster?" The woman walked around slowly, feeling agitated.

"It was brought by those ambitious guys. They didn't want us to live a stable life, because we were safe, but they lost the opportunity to exploit us...In their eyes, we are animals, cattle and horses."

The woman walked cautiously to a ruin, her face flushed, and she shouted, "Why do you want to rebel? Because we are stupid, we easily believed the nonsense they said. You put today's days and Tang Dynasty before the future Let’s compare each other’s days, pat your chest and compare!”

The woman patted her chest hard, "Which day is better?"

A woman said: "In the past, I was always worried about the Turkic attack. The tax collectors in the city were like wolves and tigers, and all kinds of miscellaneous taxes made us miserable... But now it is better, as much as we need. As for the Turkic people, When they saw Datang's army, they ran away..."

Over the years, Ashina Helu has been beaten badly by Datang, and every time he wants to show off, he is beaten severely. At the end of the fight, Ashina Helu turned out to be a model for Datang to educate foreigners.

If you don't obey, you will be beaten, if you don't obey, you will be beaten...

The woman said loudly: "Then why do you hate Tang Dynasty? Do you want the Tubo people to rule us? Think about the dead relatives last night, look at your collapsed houses, and this is the end of following the Tubo people... If it wasn't for last night The Tang army is desperately protecting us, and we will all be reduced to slaves!"

The eyes of those people gradually brightened.

"There are still a few Tibetan captives here!"

A group of sergeants retreat...

Five captives knelt there.

"It's them!"

A fight ensued.

When the crowd dispersed, the five captives had already turned into a pile of meat.

Those common people looked at Wang Chunyang and others with gratitude in their eyes.

Wang Chunyang turned around, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jia didn't take this woman into the governor's mansion. I don't think so. What kind of propaganda did he use... This old man thinks it's better to fight. But fighting for a long time is not as good as a local woman." People's words work, old man... getting old."

Everyone persuaded for a while.

"Go, go and ask for advice."

Jia Ping'an was sleeping, and Wang Chunyang and others asked to see him.

Xu Xiaoyu yelled twice, but Jia Pingan didn't respond.

The woman went over and gave him a slight push on the shoulder.

Jia Ping opened his eyes suddenly, the bloodshot pupils were full of coldness, reminding the woman of a tiger.

"What is it?"

Jia Ping'an's voice was a little hoarse.

The woman said: "Outside it is said that the king's governor supervised them to see them."

Jia Ping'an felt exhausted and confused.

The woman hurriedly helped him get dressed, and then brought him a cup of hot tea.

This is very spiritual.

After Wang Chunyang and others came in, Jia Ping'an was a little puzzled by their respectful attitude.

"Before that woman persuaded the people at the east gate. After some discussion, the people were very grateful to Datang... I want to ask you why..." Wang Chunyang was a little embarrassed, thinking that he still had to pay for it despite his age. to learn.

You can't learn it!

Shule's environment forced him to learn, otherwise he would be in danger of overturning if he was not careful.

"Skills such as ordering women to speak for Datang...can it still be used in the future?"

Wang Chunyang and others looked at Jia Pingan cautiously.

These methods also belong to the category of the art of war, and Jia Pingan has no obligation to teach them.

Jia Pingan rubbed his eyes, looking unhappy.

Everyone became more and more anxious.

Jia Ping took a sip of tea.

"Attacking a country requires both civil and military preparations. Defeating the enemy's army, breaking through the city, and destroying the country is called martial arts. Fighting cannot last long."

Wang Chunyang was excited, "This is... this is the law of the commander, Mr. Jia... I don't dare to learn it."

He felt that Jia Ping'an was too tired, so he told the secret method of passing on to his sons but not to his daughters.

"What's the use of cherishing your own broom?"

Jia Ping'an believes that social progress cannot be separated from the dissemination and promotion of knowledge.

"During the Spring and Autumn Period, a hundred schools of thought contended. Those people never thought of turning their knowledge into the knowledge of one family. They opened a school to recruit disciples, and taught their knowledge to countless people... This laid the foundation of the splendid culture of the Central Plains.

In the Han and Tang Dynasties, some people regarded learning as a tool for profit, and turned it into a secret book to maintain the prosperity and wealth of a family... But what good is this for the country and the people? It just satisfies the ambition of a family. "

Wang Chunyang's heart trembled... Isn't this about a powerful family?

Aristocratic families regard learning as a tool for the family's prosperity and wealth. As for the noble human nature and moral gentlemen they teach... Come on, they have been studying for their own interests from the very beginning. To expect such people to put their family and country first is to seek skin from a tiger.

Duke Jia is so courageous.

"To destroy a country, the next thing to do is to use various means to assimilate those alien races..."

assimilation? This word made everyone listen carefully.

"If you don't assimilate them, they will become Datang's opponents. Datang's garrison is more to monitor and suppress them... This is not conquest!"

"If you want to assimilate them, you can't just be good. You can't just suppress it. You have to be soft and hard. For example, Shule..."

Mention Shule Jia Ping'an is a bit angry.

"Why not appease?"

Wang Chunyang smiled wryly, "I'm appeased, money and food are distributed..."

Jia Pingan wanted to die, "The distribution of money and food is to appease? Then why are so many people rebelling this time?"

"The money is given, but if you don't keep up with the appeasement, you will give it to the white-eyed wolf."

As soon as Jia Ping took the case, everyone stood in awe.

"What is appeasement? Find the biggest contradiction at present and solve it. What is the biggest contradiction in Shule? It is restlessness. Those rich and powerful are restless, and they will affect the people, so Datang is struggling here."

In history, Shule's continuous rebellion made Datang feel devastated.

"Discover the problem, analyze the problem, and solve the problem... Grasp the contradiction and analyze it carefully."

"The problem lies with the rich and powerful, so what should we do?"

Everyone was at a loss.

"killed!"

Han Zong said murderously.

"stupid!"

Jia Ping shook his head and sighed.

"How else?"

If you don't kill them, their influence will still be there.

"Why not differentiate?"

Jia Pingan said indifferently: "It is best to recruit those Shule people who are interested in the Tang Dynasty, women, because women's words are easier to win others' trust.

Let these people expose the true colors of the powerful and powerful families, reveal their dirty side, and let the people know that the powerful and powerful families only want to enslave them, but Datang... is here to rescue them. "

Jia Pingan emphasized his tone, "Remember, Datang is here to rescue them. Only by standing at the highest point of morality can we assimilate them."

"Can it still be like this?"

Everyone froze.

Wang Chunyang bowed, "Thank you Junjun Jia for teaching."

Everyone bowed.

"Thank you Junjun Jia for teaching."