Jia Ping'an rushed all the way, and when the drums sounded, he was still a long way from the gate.

"Jia Wenshu, hurry!"

Jiang Rong stood outside the gate and waved.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the cavalry of the Jinwu Guard began to move to clean the street.

"Stop!" Jinwu Guard was excited to find that someone was still outside.

"drive!"

You can't catch me...

Jia Ping'an rushed into the gate of the house, and the Jinwu Guard behind him cursed: "Who left the door for him?"

If you catch someone who violates the night ban, you will get a reward. Everyone’s extra money depends on this. People who are free Jinwu Guard are very angry.

"It's someone!" Jiang Rong bowed and shouted very hard: "Close the door!"

This is the benefit of having relationships, someone opens the back door for you.

When I got home, my cousin sat in the yard, holding Ah Fu in his arms, and a small basin in his hand, which contained porridge.

"You bite." Ah Fu took a bite.

"A sip." My cousin took a big sip and almost choked.

"Yeah!" Ah Fu reached out to grab it.

"You have another mouthful." My cousin swallowed and fed Ah Fu another mouthful.

"Ping An is back?" Yang Deli put the small basin on the ground and wiped his mouth, "The food is ready, come right away."

"Hehe!" When Ah Fu saw his father, he stopped drinking his beloved porridge and skillfully climbed onto Jia Ping'an's knees.

Jia Ping'an blocked Afu's claws that were grabbed onto his chest without any reason, and his skillful movements made people feel distressed.

"Are you trick or not?"

"Yeah!"

"I didn't eat anything next door."

"Yeah!"

After dinner, the two brothers enjoyed the cool air in the yard.

As night begins, the autumn breeze blows, Ah Fu crawls back and forth between the two.

Yang Deli leaned against the wall and suddenly said, "Ping An, actually... I hope the lady you are looking for is a lady from a family."

"Why?" Jia Ping'an felt that feelings were hard to explain. It was more of a hormone attraction between the opposite sex, and often there was no reason to say it.

"In the past, there was a scholar's wife in the village. She was very polite when she went out, and even the children at home were polite."

This is education.

"And," said Yang Deli, "they said that well-educated women... sleep better."

"This..." Jia Ping'an was helpless.

Yang Deli glanced at the next door.

"Ping'an, do you think...will Zhao Xianhui agree?"

"As long as you persist, you will definitely do it." Jia Ping'an felt that Aunt Wang was not only a bit dark, but also a good family management thing, and she was like a match with her cousin.

"That peace..." Yang Deli's brain circuit turned magically, "You will definitely become the prime minister in the future."

"good!"

Jia Ping'an said seriously: "Even if you can't become the prime minister, you will become someone who can never bow your head in front of the prime minister."

"Okay." Yang Deli's eyes were bright, "Then you shouldn't have only one woman. Just turn around and sleep with that woman. Redeem her and let her come to serve you at home. At least you can be ashamed of going out."

Jia Ping'an: "..."

...

Grizzle... The rooster is crowing, and the two brothers of the Jia family dance when they hear the rooster.

"ha!"

"Look at the knife!"

"Oh!" Yang Deli was hit by a 'sword'.

Jia Ping'an felt that his sword skills had reached a state of enlightenment, so he couldn't help but feel comforted, picked up A Fu, who was joining in the fun and kissed him.

After the rest, Jia Ping'an was about to reach the Hundred Cavalry. He didn't see Tang Xu or Shao Peng, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Where is the captain?"

Bao Dong, who was sitting on the steps and eating cakes, hiccupped, "There were people waiting in the palace early in the morning and called the captain."

Tang Xu came back later, with a normal expression, "Call Xiao Jia."

He sat there waiting, and when Jia Ping'an came in, he said, "Close the door."

What do you want to do?

Jia Ping'an was startled. After closing the door, he heard Tang Xu say in a deep voice: "Do you know what the foundation of Baiqi's standing?"

Is this going to use me to perform surgery?

Jia Ping'an thought about it and felt that he had not been a 25-year-old boy. He felt a little calmer, "Loyalty."

Tang Xu nodded, his expression a little gloomy, "Your Majesty has orders."

Jia Ping'an stood there with his hands.

Tang Xu said: "The court had a dispute before. His Majesty wanted the British Duke to return to Chang'an City. But some people said that the British Duke was unstable. When he was in Wagang, he had the rat at both ends..."

Li Ji was a big shot in Wagang Village back then, but later Wagang was difficult to continue. He thought about it again and again and again and surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. However, in that decision, his cunning was undoubtedly revealed, which laid the foundation for his later suspicion.

Old Li was pitiful, and his old accounts from many years ago were found out.

"Some people say that the Duke of England has resentment in Luoyang and is dissatisfied. His Majesty ordered hundreds of cavalry to investigate."

Baiqi is the emperor's man. Isn't this a formality? Will Changsun Wuji and his group agree?

"Captain, but there are still people accompanying you?"

"Smart is just a little worse than someone." Tang Xu said: "Give the staff member Gao Lianyu."

Needless to say, this person must be from a small circle.

Jia Ping'an looked angry and said, "Treacherous!"

Xiao Jia is indeed his own person. Tang Xu said with satisfaction: "Old Shao takes you there this time. You must be careful along the way. Do you know the purpose?"

"I know, I will ensure that the Duke of England can return to Chang'an City."

Li Ji was a Shandong hero back then, but now the Shandong clans and small circles are rivals. The emperor took him back to Chang'an and became a pioneer general and went to entangle with Changsun Wuji and his group.

It can be said that whether Li Ji's return or not is related to the overall situation in the future. If he can return, the imperial party will have more power and can engage with the Shandong clans. If he cannot, even Li Ji is suppressed, then the subsequent emperor will pretend to be a grandson again.

But this is a bit troublesome.

The so-called resentment is to complain, such as Lao Li scolds the emperor when he drinks too much, saying that the emperor is so mean to him, etc.

But there is basically no evidence of this, so this trip is pure nonsense.

The small circle will definitely not be nonsense, so what will Gao Lianyu do when he goes to the office?

He cheated Lao Li.

...

Jia Ping'an then went to the Tietou Restaurant and discussed it secretly with the snakehead girl. When he came out, he was full of spring breeze.

...

Luoyang has the benefits of water transportation, and grain energy sources from all over the country are constantly transported here, and then transferred to Chang'an.

However, as Chang'an's population expands, the demand for food and other materials is also expanding, and Luoyang is a little overwhelmed.

"It's not that Luoyang has no food, but it's difficult to transport food from Luoyang to Chang'an." Shao Peng's eyes were deep, "It's difficult to go through the ancient road of Luoyang to Chang'an by land. If you walk on the waterway, Sanmenxia will be steep and often sunk ships, which is too expensive."

Since the Sui Dynasty, whenever there was food difficulties in Chang'an, the emperor would take his wife and children, as well as his family's helpers and coolies (subjects and army) to Luoyang to eat.

Everyone sighed, and many people said that poetry was full of excitement, and then poetry and essays flew everywhere.

In front of him was Gao Lianyu, a staff member with a round face, her eyes were squeezed thinly, and she felt majestic when she looked.

"Poetry?"

He looked at the river beside him and said lightly: "Emperor Yang of Sui has exhausted the people and damaged their wealth and made a canal, so that the people were separated and the people were chaotic, and the war was everywhere, and finally ruined the country. What good poems can be written in such places?"

Shao Peng had just said a few words, but he was disappointed by these words.

A bitch slave, don’t you give face?

He looked at his subordinates and signaled them to be more powerful as soon as possible.
To be continued...