Martial Sage

Fu Yi said with a smile: "The old man just can't see them cheating. Tang University is a real expert, and he must also know the pros and cons. The old man is definitely not doing this for personal grievances, but for public heart."

In the midst of talking and laughing, the two went to the glass house specially made by the Tang family. Seeing the crystal clear house like a crystal palace, Fu Yi almost fainted in surprise.

"Mr. Fu don't panic. This big house is all made of glass. It is not unique to the Tang family. The Cheng family, the Changsun family, the Yuchi family, etc. have their own. There is also a bigger house in the palace that doesn't cost much."

After Fu Yi cleared up his mood and calmed down, the servant opened the door and let General Tang and the guests go in for a visit.

After the two entered the greenhouse together, although the weather outside was cold and the scenery was sluggish, the glass house was indeed full of bright spring. For a moment, Fu Yi thought that he had crossed the south of the Yangtze River where grasses grew in March.

Red peach blossoms, pure white pear blossoms, pink almond blossoms, and one or two purple peonies blooming even more surprisingly.

"Why is this?" Fu Yi asked Tang Hao with a look of surprise, "Peach blossoms bloom in March, and now it has turned cold, but the flowers in the shed are blooming like time and space. How is this achieved?"

"The operation is very simple. Just store the dwarf peach blossoms planted in the pots in the ice cellar for half a year. After the beginning of autumn, move them to the big shed. The temperature in the shed will reach the temperature at which the flowers bloom, and they will naturally bloom. Bloom."

Recently, Princess Changle has prepared a new spice that requires a lot of peach blossoms, so it is not surprising that the Tang family cultivated so many peach blossoms.

Fu Yi walked around the glass flower shed carefully, Tang Hao asked him to sit down at a stone table, and then picked a watermelon from the three-dimensional planting stand.

There was a water source in the glass greenhouse. Tang Hao washed the watermelon in the water source, then cut it into several pieces and placed it on a porcelain plate. Please enjoy it slowly.

Fu Yi is not welcome, picking up a watermelon and slowly savoring it.

General Tang's kindness for the benefit of the people, Fu Yi also knew in detail, now that fake Buddhas are rampant in Chang'an City, bewitching the people, can Tang Hao sit back and watch?

Tang Hao understood the purpose of Master Fu Yi's visit. He was tasting the sweet watermelon. Tang Hao said, "The Tang family is currently unable to intervene in this matter. It is really helpless."

To be honest, after Tang Hao arrogantly married Princess Changle and the daughter of Li Jing's palace, he can really be regarded as the beginning of his life, from the peace of Goguryeo to the successful cultivation of new crops.

Is there something that Tang Hao was still unsuccessful, or did General Zhen Guo fail to do it? But now the General Zhen Guo's mansion is relying on Tang Hao's asylum, and a careless move would be a huge disaster for the king's mansion.

Therefore, at the moment, as long as it has no direct interest in the General Mansion, Tang Hao will not go to any muddy water.

"What's so difficult? The Tang family's business does not need to break the contract, as long as it helps the old man. When the time comes, he only needs to watch the old man take action, and the general does not need any obvious action."

Tang Hao thought a little, and then said, "This is natural. I don't know how the General Mansion can assist the old man?"

"The old man intends to become a Buddha, I wonder if the general can help?" Fu Yi raised his head and smiled deeply at Tang Hao.

"This...," Tang Hao said with a smile, "Xiaosheng doesn't know how to assist him with this wish of the old man."

"The old man can only be a fake Buddha who can't be seen by anyone, or he can compete with the Buddha who is shining, exuding the fragrance, and sometimes the flowers are flying. The monks don't often say that I don't enter The Underworld, whoever enters The Underworld, the other way round, I don’t become a Buddha, who will become a Buddha?”

After eating the watermelon, the two of them came out of the glass house. The sky was gradually getting dark. Master Fu Yi didn't stay longer and got in the bullock cart and left.

When he left, he deliberately left the draft to Tang Hao, and Tang Hao accepted it without making any excuses. The business that opened the door was business, which was the business principle that Tang Hao had always pursued.

On the other side, several proud students of Tang Hao were constantly busy.

Yuan Jialing held a small teapot and carefully entered the public house. As soon as autumn came, the weather in Chang'an became gloomy and cold. After copying the household registration book for the whole morning, Yuan Jialing was already here. Tired back pains.

It’s not that I’m not good at it, but that the few cases of the Ministry of Housing really make people sit and walk for half their lives. The whole leg is crossed, sitting on the wooden floor, and the body is squatting on the wooden floor, keeping this action for a long time. , For a young man, it really hurts his bones.

And looking at the old principals, with their bodies bowed like dried shrimps, passing in front of Own's eyes, Yuan Jialing was deeply worried about Own's future.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Yuan Jialing felt a sense of peace and tranquility all over his body. The taste of the tea was really weaker, but it was better than nothing.

Yuan Jialing likes tea very much, just like some white-collar workers are enthusiastic about black coffee. Since graduating from the academy, I have not enjoyed the privilege of tea. I currently buy it myself.

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