The prostitute beside him suddenly stood up and waved.

Wang Helong's face turned green.

"Where is Wuyang Bo?"

A scream came from the second floor, and the sound was very sweet.

This is a healing sound. Jia Ping'an knew who it was... Minghui.

The woman had a fever last time she was in Qujiangchi and was suffering from a poem by Jia Ping'an. Now she thought she would have a high fever.

Jia Ping'an frowned and walked out.

Someone shouted in front of him: "Bitch slave!"

When Jia Ping'an saw that it was Wang Helong, he couldn't help but smile.

The young man beside Wang Helong looked at Jia Ping'an with a smile, "Do you have poetry?"

Jia Ping'an ignored him.

The young man stood up and stood in front of him, "If there is no Shi, will Minghui give up tonight?"

Wang Helong's twisted face appeared, "Jia Ping'an, I must have sleep with Minghui tonight!"

Jia Ping'an didn't care about this kind of venting. Besides, who is Minghui?

But he thought of a way to temporarily avoid the lunatic Xiao Shufei.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Helong couldn't help but laugh proudly.

Jia Ping'an punched.

Bang!

Wang Helong covered his face and fell down.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Jia Ping'an punched and kicked.

"It's great!" He moved his neck and then went out.

"Jia Lang!"

Minghui is chasing him.

Jia Ping'an left the brothel, got to Abao without any nostalgia, and left.

"Jia Lang!"

Minghui looked at Jia Ping'an who was leaving and slowly turned around.

"Has the broom star been exhausted tonight?" Brother Chen stood there with a smile, feeling quite arrogant. As for Wang Helong being beaten up, he didn't care at all, "Miss Minghui, there is something here."

Minghui's eyes darkened when she heard this, "Jia Lang's poems are unforgettable. If half of your poems are touching, I will sing them for you tonight, but you...sure you can have them?"

Brother Chen smiled and said, "Someone's poem..."

Minghui said: "Can you make red beans grow in the south, how many branches are in spring? Can you make Qinghai long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains? Can you make thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and people die in thousands of paths? Can you make Qiang flutes why do you blame the willows? The spring breeze does not cross the Yumen Pass? Can you make it? Who cuts out the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is scissors? Can you make it? Laughing to the sky and go out. How can we be weeds..."

Brother Chen's face turned red, his cheeks trembled, and he stopped talking.

What can he say?

"Something can!"

Minghui looked at him very seriously.

Someone helped boxing, "Brother Chen is very talented and has great poetry."

Minghui glanced at him, "Then do it."

Brother Chen is murmur.

Minghui waited for a moment and said, "Jia Lang has no other talent."

She walked over slowly and then went upstairs.

The footsteps were light, but Brother Chen and many men were in pain.

Who can?

Someone smiled and said, "That person said he could do it, but he did it. If it was good, we would naturally be able to judge and let you enter Minghui's boudoir."

Brother Chen is murmur.

He can brag about his pen, but he dare not fulfill it, otherwise he will become a joke in others' mouths tomorrow.

Li Yuanying sat there with his hands on his cheeks, and he found that he had made a mistake.

That method of exchanging interests is not easy for Jia Ping'an.

And... Jia Ping'an seemed to have some negative views on him.

This king seems to have backfired.

Wang Helong was lying there, and his huge sense of shame made him want to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

...

When Jia Ping'an returned home, everything in the brothel was forgotten.

Later, he looked for Du Helai.

"Let Xiaoyu go out to pass the message... Just say that Wu Zhaoyi is ambitious..."

...

The struggle in the palace was in full swing. After Wu Mei became pregnant, Queen Wang completely abandoned her and regarded her as an opponent.

"Zhaoyi, the queen has spread bad words about you again."

Zhang Tianxia came in quietly.

Wu Mei is writing something.

After a long time, she put down her pen and said, "I said it. The more I say it at this moment, the more I am wrong. The reason... it is not that the more I talk, the more I say it. Many times, not speaking is also the truth."

Zhang Tianxia lowered his head, "Yes."

Later he took a look at the piece of paper, it was full of poetry.

"There is no end to the Sui Dynasty, and it is still a thousand miles away from the river. If there is no dragon boat in the Water Palace, Yu will not have much to discuss." Zhang Tianxia knew about the brush and ink, and he couldn't help but praise him when he saw it: "This is a famous article."

Wu Mei smiled, "It's not what I did."

Zhang Tianxia was unaware of the outside world in the palace and said after hearing this: "That must have been done by a great talent."

"certainly!"

Zhang Tianxia found a look of pride between Wu Mei's eyebrows, but for some reason.

"Zhaoyi, the queen went to His Majesty's place." News came outside.

Wu Mei said calmly: "Don't worry."

Zhang Tianxia said: "Zhaoyi, the Queen and Concubine Xiao Shu have families outside, and there are even prime ministers running for it. However, we are alone and we think we can make friends with one or two."

Making friends with foreign ministers was a means of women in the palace in the Tang Dynasty.

Wu Mei was silent.

She can't find any allies.

At least she has no capital to find allies at this moment.

In history, she was valued by Li Zhi. After participating in the government affairs, she had the opportunity to make friends with foreign ministers.

...

"Your Majesty, Wu Mei is domineering and charming, and begs His Majesty to be the master."

Queen Wang had a big fuss with Wu Mei yesterday, but was at a disadvantage, so she simply came here to give Wu Mei a bad medicine.

Li Zhi glanced at her and said, "You need to be harmonious in the harem."

This is said as if it wasn't said.

Scumbag!

Queen Wang tried hard to cheer up, "Your Majesty, Wu Mei is ambitious. I know when I see her that this person is not simple. She was originally a concubine of the late emperor, but she was dormant in Ganye Temple until she met His Majesty..."

You're interesting to reveal my shortcomings like this?

There was a cloud on Li Zhi's face.

Queen Wang continued to say ignorantly: "I am worried that the woman will interfere in politics, Your Majesty..."

Once women in the Tang Dynasty were favored, it was almost a routine to interfere in politics. For example, Empress Changsun, who would have gained a reputation for interfering in politics forever.

But Empress Changsun only has one, and Empress Wang kept complaining...

"His Majesty."
To be continued...