Yang was surrounded by people, and the door squatted beside him, covering his face and crying.

Um?

Yang asked, "Why is this?"

Menzi covered his face and stood up, "Old lady, toothache."

He glanced at Jia Ping'an and thought to myself that I would complain before the old lady came back later. Then I would still say whatever I said or what I said.

Yang's eyes turned, Jia Ping'an stepped forward, "I've seen the old lady, huh! Why is the old lady looking at this today... it's wrong!"

He looked at Yang's face.

This is an old woman in her seventies, so naturally there is no such taboo.

Yang was stunned, "What's wrong?"

Jia Ping'an frowned: "I have never met the old lady, but I know that the old lady is over 70 years old this year, but how does this look like she is about forty? Could it be the sister's sister?"

Yang was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing.

She was proud of her face for not being old, but in the past, the praises from her family were numb. It was nothing more than the old lady looking young and looking white and tender. Why? Isn’t I white jade tofu?

Jia Ping'an's initial praise was also a routine, but the last soul question made her feel very happy.

——Is it my sister?

Later generations liked to be praised like this when men and women took their children out.

——Brother, this is your younger brother? This is your younger sister?

——Sister, this is your sister? This is your brother?

These words also mean a bit like a mess in later generations, but they can't stand it. This is the Tang Dynasty!

Yang's face was full of glory and he said kindly: "You are..."

"The old lady called me Xiao Jia."

Yang nodded slightly and got on the car.

The old lady is not low!

If it were someone else, it would definitely be very kind, but Yang was kind and then his face was calm, which showed that he was an old fairy with a rank.

Miao Feng followed the old lady into the car, lifted the curtain and looked at Jia Ping'an.

This woman's face is also slightly fat, but it is incomparable to her own baby face.

The so-called lover's eyes showed Xi Shi, and Jia Ping'an felt that this woman looked average.

But her eyes were a little too unscrupulous?

Master Jia felt handsome, but there was no appreciation in this woman's eyes, but it didn't matter, but why did she hate it?

Did I offend her?

No!

This is the first time Jia Ping'an has met Yang. This woman has never seen her before. Why did she suddenly feel disgusted?

Am I a good at naturally pulling hatred?

Jia Ping'an was thinking about it all, then got on the horse and set off with the convoy.

At this moment, the morning light was dim, and there were more and more pedestrians in Chang'an City.

"Marquis Wuyang!"

A group of cavalry came towards him, and the generals snatched his horse. Jia Ping'an didn't recognize him, so he bowed and smiled.

"Wuyang Hou still remembers that he pulled me when he was in a flood in the palace last time?"

The general looked very familiar and said a lot of admiration and gratitude.

The convoy stopped naturally.

In the carriage, Yang could not help but nodded slightly when he heard the general telling the general how fearless and decisive Jia Ping'an was.

She still understands the truth that you can listen to both sides.

Is Xiao Jia so outstanding? No wonder Mei Niang is so nice to him.

Miao Feng's face changed slightly in the same car.

After the warrior left, Yang and Wu Mei and his daughter had a hard time. Miao Feng, the maid, was around him, and he was always fighting the waves in the waters of Honghu. If Wu Mei had not turned over in the palace, Yang would have been a dilapidated house.

But I can't resist Wu Mei's turnaround!

As the saying goes, one person can attain enlightenment, and the chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven. Yang also turned over and lived in a big house, with more and more servants at home...

As the old man around her, Miao Feng naturally rose and said it to the servants at home. She was the one who Yang trusted the most.

But since when, there have been many rumors at home.

What Zhaoyi was having trouble in Ganye Temple, but fortunately met Wuyang Hou, so she thought she was a sibling.

Yang is not very responsible at home. Wu Shun and his son, who are widowed and return to their parents' home, know how to avoid suspicion, and will not make any mistakes in family affairs. Miao Feng can make decisions on family affairs in one sentence. Even if Zhaoyi in the palace wants to instruct, she has to implement it through her.

This is the princes in the country!

Miao Feng likes such days, but when Jia Ping'an, the little brother, bubbling, she feels a little uneasy and jealous.

But Jia Ping'an has never shown up. She thinks it's okay, at least it won't affect my life.

It was not until yesterday that she learned that Jia Ping'an would escort Yang to Dacien Temple that her mood exploded.

Once this man gets involved in family affairs, what else do I do as a servant?

Anyone who has tasted the sweetness of power is willing to let go.

"Old lady, it's time to leave, so as not to miss the time."

Miao Feng quietly took the eye drops - look, this man said he was escorting the old lady, but he was nonsense with others.

Yang shook her head, she was not in a hurry, so it would be better to know Jia Ping'an by the way.

"Marty Wuyang, I am very kind and I will drink together one day and talk together at night."

You can drink, but you can avoid talking to Liandou night. Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "You're welcome."

The night when the Ligong Mountain Torrent broke out in Tiantai Mountain was very chaotic. Jia Ping'an didn't know who he had saved. After talking to the general for a while, he still didn't understand why.

The sound of horse hooves went away, Jia Ping'an nodded, and the convoy continued to set off.

He didn't know who the person was, so he could only keep beating haha. In his opinion, he seemed embarrassed, but in the eyes of others, he was humble.

Later, when he arrived outside Dacien Temple, Yang got off the car and saw Jia Ping'an observing the surroundings, looking vigilant, he felt even more satisfied.

The older the person, the more he likes such steady young people.

She is in her seventies, and she hasn't seen anything before? Jia Ping'an talked to that person before, and clearly did not take the kindness of saving people seriously. It can be seen that he is really good at being a human being.

Atmospheric and bright!

Mei Niang has a good attitude and recognizes this brother.

Just as she was about to go in, Jia Ping'an said, "Let's wait, old lady."

Miao Feng glanced at him, "What else?"

Jia Ping'an ignored her, "I just got off the car, so it's better to be steady. At least I have calmed down before I can go to see the Buddha."

The elderly feel uncomfortable after taking the bus for a long time and their bodies are a little numb. At this time, stand in place for a while and wait until the bloodline of the body gradually recovers better.

But Jia Ping'an cleverly changed the statement, which made Yang feel that the young man is just a comprehensive person, "Okay."

Miao Feng wanted to cry, thinking to himself, why did this person say that the old lady was happy?

The monk is here.

"I have met the old lady and the Marquis of Wuyang."

Everyone followed into Dacien Temple.

Yang sighed, "I came to Dacien Temple before, but no one paid attention. When I was tired, I sat on the ground for a while. When I was hungry, I ate the dry food I brought with me. When I was thirsty, I endured it. Now..."

She was a dilapidated house at the beginning, but now even the monk knows that her daughter is going to be the queen, so she has changed her face.

Such a sad feeling.

Jia Ping'an said, "Isn't this just the end of the hardships?"

"yes!"

Yang looked at him, nodded slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

This man became more and more happy to the old lady!

Miao Feng was anxious and supported Yang and said, "Old Madam, this is Zhaoyi's blessing!"

Yang glanced at her, and there was less joy in his eyes.

Jia Ping'an was waiting outside the hall after worshiping Buddha all the way.
To be continued...