Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 484 Try kicking your husband again today

   Wei Wushuang packed his things, left the bedroom, and turned around to take a look.

   Shouldn't I spend my whole life in the palace?

  She was a little confused.

  When she entered the palace, outsiders said the palace was rich, but she didn't like it.

  After entering the palace, she was a little dazed. After being molested by someone, he kicked and broke that person's ribs. Fortunately, he was sent to Jiang Han...

  She watched the ups and downs of those people in the palace, some were triumphant, some were downcast.

   But after a few years, many people have changed.

  The complacent people are dejected, and those who are dejected... Those who are diligent gradually see hope.

  She suddenly realized that in addition to fate in life, she had to make unremitting efforts.

   But she didn't want to try.

  What are you trying to do?

   At most, he can reach the level of Jiang Han, and then he can't extricate himself from the strife in the palace every day.

  She is not happy to live such a life, so she just does her best, but she never likes to show credit.

  She used to think that she would live like this forever, until Jiang Han was gone, or Jiang Han was unlucky, and she became a lonely ghost in the palace.

  But I didn't expect that she could still leave the palace today.

  That little thief!

  Why does he like me?

   Wei Wushuang's eyes blinked.

   "Wu Shuang!"

  A few good ladies came.

   Wei Wushuang laughed.

   After a while of congratulations, she went to Jiang Han's place.

  Jiang Han is busy.

  Busy... The whole person looked extraordinarily serious.

   Maybe this is the day.

   Wei Wushuang only vaguely felt Jiang Han's fun at this moment.

   "Let's all go out."

  Jiang Han drove those people away and asked her to sit down.

  A look of reminiscence appeared on her glamorous face for the first time, "I entered the palace that year, thinking in my heart that I would definitely be favored by the emperor. But the first emperor was very busy, busy with conquests and government affairs.

  I gradually became discouraged, so I did things rigidly and never changed. Who knew that Lao Gongzheng valued him and brought me by his side.

  Wushuang, I didn’t say this to show off, but just to tell you that a person will experience many things in life, whether it’s good or bad, whether it’s good or bad, whether it’s good or bad, the only thing you can do is… work hard! "

  …

  Wei Wushuang walked slowly in the palace, and the servant next to him muttered, "Uncle Wuyang is talented and rich. It's a good day to go out all day. When you walk out of the palace, don't look back!"

   Wei Wushuang looked at these palaces and roads that she was so familiar with in the past that she didn’t want to see them. Even the weeds sprouting by the roadside awakened her memory.

  —Last year there was only one weed here, but this year there are more and stronger.

  Where the passers-by can't go, weeds are growing wantonly until the palace is cleaned up.

  But after the big cleaning, the weeds that are often pulled out will sprout new shoots, which is inexplicable.

  This is life!

   Wei Wushuang gradually raised his head.

   Those long legs walked faster and faster.

   Outside the imperial city.

   "Aye, get out of the way!"

   Wei Jie looked inside on tiptoe.

   Weiying coughed dryly, "Why are you panicking? Wu Shuang said that he would come out today, so he must be coming out today."

   Wei Jie sighed, "Aye, the coachman is muttering!"

  In order to take his daughter home, Wei Ying ordered his son to rent a carriage, and even paid the coachman to clean the carriage, just to put his daughter in a good mood.

   "This is dissatisfaction!"

   Weiying turned around, "What's wrong? Did you give me less money?"

  The driver looked troubled, "Mr., this horse..."

  He pointed to the ground, Weiying saw it, I'm going, diarrhea!

  Once the horse has diarrhea, basically don't expect it.

   Wei Jie said angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

   Weiying was also very annoyed, thinking of her daughter who had been in the palace for several years, no matter how good her temper was, she couldn't help it.

  The coachman wanted to cry, "It's not a lie, it's just a sudden pull."

  Once the horse has loose bowels, first of all, its physical strength will drop significantly, and if it is not done well, it will kneel on the spot, and you will not be able to get up no matter how you do it.

   Wei Jie stomped his feet, "Then what should I do? Where do you want me to find a carriage?"

   "Ahem!"

   Someone next to him coughed dryly.

   Wei Jie had a headache, "Aye, why don't you let Wushuang walk back?"

   "Nonsense!" Wei Ying said with a straight face, "Your sister has suffered a lot in the past few years, let her walk back, do you have the face?"

   "Ahem!"

  The coughing sound came again from behind, Wei Jie became angry, "Who is it?"

  He turned around and saw a young man standing there.

"Who are you?"

   "That...Xiao Jia?"

   "Meet my husband!"

   Jia Pingan stepped forward to salute, Wei Ying smiled and said, "Are you coming to pick up Wushuang too?"

   Jia Pingan smiled and said, "Yes!"

"Who are you…"

  The last time Jia Ping’an went to Wei’s house, Wei Jie was not at home, so this was the first meeting between them.

  This is the uncle!

   "Da Lang, this is... Xiao Jia!"

   Wei Jie was taken aback, "You..."

   "Call me Xiao Jia!"

   Jia Ping'an talked a lot, and successfully made the uncle feel more cordial.

"This is…"

  He looked at the carriage.

   Wei Jie was annoyed, "I just bought a carriage and said that I was taking Amei home, but the horse is loose."

  Brother Pao, don’t like laxative belts!

   "It's the little things."

   Jia Ping'an winked.

  The three stood outside, looking forward to it.

  When Wei Wushuang’s bag came out, Weiying burst into tears, “Wushuang!”

   Wei Wushuang sullenly said, "Aye! Don't cry!"

   Weiying nodded and choked with sobs, Wei Jie stepped forward, "Amei, why are you tall again?"

   Wei Wushuang saw Master Jia, "I'm already tall!"

   "Wushuang, the horse pulling the cart has a problem..."

   Wei Jie felt ashamed that he was ineffective.

   Wei Wushuang was surprised, "What?"

   Wei Jie, "The carriage is gone."

   Wei Wushuang looked behind him.

   Wei Jie turned around.

  A carriage stopped not far away.

   Jia Pingan smiled slightly.

  Little thief!

   Wei Wushuang saw his father's eyes filled with tears, and his eyes were inevitably red.

   Jia Ping'an didn't follow, and the Wei family would most likely cry in their arms. The people who appeared at this time were all villains.

   are getting married.

  Aunt Sister sits in the palace, the matchmaker feels that he can get such a marriage, he is very excited, and will come outside the palace every day to see the report.

   Jia Pingan made various preparations according to the rules.

  Uncle Li came, looked at the new house and muttered for a while, then pretended to act, and finally said with a red face: "Husband sings and wife follows, a hundred years of marriage."

have to!

  With Uncle Li's words, the entire Jia family feels that the future is boundless.

  Yang Deli came over to help with the management, first asked about the food and drinks, and then asked the bridesmaid.

   "Peace, if you are going to be beaten, the bridesmaid must not be weak, it is best to be able to withstand the beating."

   Jia Pingan was confused, "What do you mean?"

  Yang Deli got married as a neighbor, so the movement is not too big.

  But Jia Ping’an is different, he has to go to two places.

   "I want to have a son-in-law." Yang Deli said with a sad face: "The daughter-in-law will not only interrogate you, but also beat you with a stick. I am worried that you will not be able to make it through."

   There is such a thing?

  Jia Pingan did not hesitate to choose Li Jingye as best man.

  …

   "Uncle Li is really awesome!"

   On the afternoon of the marriage, there were many colorful clouds in the sky, which made people dazzled.

  Jia Ping'an arrived at Wei's house.

   A group of women were standing outside, and someone shouted, "Here comes the groom."

   "Hurry up, hurry up."

  The women began to distribute sticks.

   Damn it!

   Jia Ping'an looked nervous, but Li Jingye said nonchalantly: "Brother, don't worry."

   At first a woman asked: "Which family?"

   Jia Ping'an cupped his hands, "Thieves come to fight, guests come to see. Report to sister-in-law, come out to see each other."

   This is a cliché for meeting.

  The woman asked, "Where does a gentleman come from? Where did he come from?"

   Jia Ping'an said: "I was originally a gentleman in Chang'an, and as Wuyang Bo, he is in charge of a hundred horses, so he is a high school."

  The woman asked again, "Since you are a high-ranking gentleman, talents are rare, what do you want here?"

  Jia Ping'an raised his voice, "My fair lady, you are a gentleman, you are here to marry my wife!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  After a burst of laughter, Li Jingye was in front, and Jia Pingan rushed in behind.

  A woman shouted: "The son-in-law is a dog, hit him!"

   Damn it!

  I am my husband’s dog?

  Jia Ping'an slandered while running.

  Waving the stick, Li Jingye in front of him stretched out his hand to block it nonchalantly.

   "Ouch! What a lot of strength!"

   "This young man is so hard that he can't move him!"

   "Hit hard!"

  The two rushed in, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

   "Sure enough, the father-in-law's family is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den."

  A few women appeared in front of him, Fu said behind him: "The groom can write poems."

   This is the rule.

  From the moment he arrived at the gate of the woman's house, the groom chanted almost step by step.

  A woman said with a smile: "We are all fluent in writing and ink. The new son-in-law must not be fooled, otherwise he will not be able to pick up the bride today."

   Li Jingye stepped aside, Jia Pingan walked up, "Actually... I really don't want to do this..."

   Wei Wushuang was waiting inside.

   "My son, the son-in-law still has to compose a poem, and I'm afraid it will take half an hour. You should eat something at least."

  Mother Chen and sister-in-law Zhao are persuading.

"I'm not hungry."

   Wei Wushuang didn't look nervous at all.

   "Hey! You have been in the palace for several years, and your family has become unfamiliar. It's all because of your parents."

  Chen wiped away tears, Wei Wushuang sighed, "I'll just eat it."

  As soon as she picked up the chopsticks, she heard a shout from outside: "Where is this poem from? I have never heard of it, it is a famous poem."

  Chen was surprised, "What famous article? Son-in-law..."

  The corners of Wei Wushuang's mouth curled up slightly, "He claims to be Wushuang in poetry outside."

   Half an hour? Listen, the footsteps are outside.

   Immediately lay the geese, followed by makeup poems.

   Jia Ping'an came here casually, but the woman was dumbfounded.

   "The bride is in the car!"

  Wei Wushuang was brought out, and she glanced at Jia Pingan, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

  What will this little thief do tonight?

  Get in the car and go out, someone intercepts.

   A group of people are booing, "If you don't have good wine, don't think about it!"

   This is called a roadblock, and it is actually blocking the road to ask for benefits, similar to flattering money.

   Jia Pingan was given good wine, and everyone dispersed.

  In the future, this kind of roadblocking will become out of control, and it will become a means of extorting money. If you don’t give enough money, don’t even think about it. It will gradually evolve into a crime similar to highway robbery.

   Jia Pingan looked at the sky, "Wushuang, I will come as soon as I go."

   Wei Wushuang knew what he was going to do, so he said, "Don't be in a hurry."

  Jia Pingan teased: "You started to take care of your husband-in-law before you even entered the house?"

   There was a cold snort inside.

   Jia Pingan rode his horse and rushed out.

  He wanted to marry Wei Wushuang and Su He twice, but Wu Mei said it was wrong.

  You marry one today and another tomorrow, the goal is too big. Although it happens from time to time that two wives merge into one another, Jia Pingan is the leader of Baiqi after all. If he does it with great fanfare, he will inevitably be attacked by political opponents in the future.

  So Jia Pingan opened up another identity of himself: master of time management.

   Discuss with Wei Wushuang's family, ask Uncle Li to see the auspicious time earlier, then welcome Wei Wushuang first, and then go to Su's house.

  This time the bridesmaid was replaced by Yuchi Xunyu.

"beat!"

   It was still a violent beating.

  Yu Chi Xunyu stretched out his hand to block, but he didn't have Li Jingye's generous body, so he screamed when he was beaten.

  Jia Pingan took the opportunity to rush in.

  Brother is so wise!

  Su Ho screamed in hunger, "Mother, I want to eat."

  Ms. Jiang said with a straight face, "What are you going to eat? You should eat less today, or you will have to eat another meal when you go to Jia's house in the evening. How can you eat?"

   "I can eat!"

   Isn’t that just cultivation?

  I can practice forever!

   "Here comes the groom."

  Su Ho's eyeballs were rolling, and taking advantage of the opportunity when Jiang opened the door to check, he quickly got a few pieces of dry food and ate them.

  Ms. Jiang turned around, saw her face puffed up, and said angrily: "People who are going to get married, don't be angry."

   "Mmmmmm!"

  Su Ho waited for her to turn around and chewed quickly.

   "The groom...the groom finished the poem."

  The man's aggressive posture made the woman's family make things difficult and returned in vain.

  Dianyan, make up...

  Su Ho was drawn out, turned around to take a look, and reached out to wipe away tears.

"do not Cry!"

  Ms. Jiang had a headache, "It's not good to cry."

  Su Ho choked up and said, "What's wrong?"

  Jia Ping'an is here.

  Su He's eyes were clouded with tears, "Uncle Wuyang."

  Ms. Jiang wanted to vomit blood, "Call me husband!"

   "Husband."

  When Su Ho was sent to the car, he suddenly burst into tears.

Why!

  The women on the woman's side wiped away their tears.

   "This daughter seems to have been raised for someone else's family. When she grew up, she grew up and was taken away."

  Su Ho cried all the way, and stopped when he reached the square gate.

   "Thank you, everyone."

  In the Tang Dynasty, you can apply for a night trip to welcome relatives, but Jia Pingan still prepared some copper coins, and the soldiers suddenly spoke auspicious words.

  Listening to the door closing behind him, Jia Pingan was worried that Su Ho would be sad, so he opened the curtain.

  Su Ho is practicing with puffed cheeks.

   "Aren't you sad anymore?"

  Su Ho nodded, "Eat and then feel sad."

  Jia Ping'an never fell.

  Detour this way, and meet the carriage in front outside Daodefang later.

  This kind of time management ability can be called top-notch.

   "Congratulations, Uncle Wuyang!"

  Fangzheng Jiang Rong led the soldiers to congratulate.

   "Go back and drink at home."

   Jia Pingan smiled.

  Du He waited outside the gate with his servants.

   "Two carriages!"

   My mother!

  Xu Xiaoyu clicked his tongue, "Lang Jun really married two wives."

"Shut up!"

   Wang Laoer knocked him once.

   Jia Ping'an got off his horse and came over, Du He greeted him, "Your Majesty, the bride must not walk on the ground. I laid things."

   "No need."

   Jia Pingan said casually.

What's the meaning?

  Du He was puzzled.

  Jia Pingan walked towards the first carriage, "Lady!"

"Um!"

  Jia Pingan lifted the curtain of the car, "Miss, come home."

   Wei Wushuang glanced at the gate, and bowed his head in response.

"Come!"

   Jia Pingan reached out and easily hugged Wei Wushuang.

  He just carried Wei Wushuang into the bedroom in one breath, and then came out.

   "Lady!"

  Su Ho opened the curtain, "It's so boring!"

   "Come on, I'll carry you in."

   Once Jia Pingan got started, he realized that Su Ho had practiced well recently.

   "I'm a little hungry."

  Su Ho hugged Jia Ping'an's neck and muttered.

   "Eat later."

   Two women, two bedrooms.

"Have a meal!"

  The two newlyweds came out in their wedding dresses, a little uncomfortable.

  Yueer took a photo in the sky, and in front of the master bedroom, there was a table with meals.

   "You and I are three husbands and wives, from now on we will eat together."

  The three sat down, Jia Pingan sat on one side, and the two women sat on the other side.

  Cao Er carefully prepared the meals, Wei Wushuang was a little hungry, but didn't want to eat; Su Ho's cultivation was smooth.

   "Eat."

  Jia Pingan brought food to Wei Wushuang.

   This is the eldest wife, and the head of the family will depend on her in the future.

   After eating and washing.

  Wei Wushuang entered the bedroom.

  She was sitting on the edge of the bed, extremely nervous. She was not so nervous when she entered the palace and kicked someone's ribs and was caught.

  What will happen to that little thief?

  The door opened, and she froze.

  Someone approached and sat down immediately.

  The waist was wrapped, and someone whispered in the ear: "Wu Shuang, rest."

   Wei Wushuang nodded stiffly.

  The couple undress...

   "The legs are so long."

   "Long legs!"

   "You try kicking your husband again today?"

   "Aren't you very good? You are good! You are good!"

  Boom!

oops!

  …

   Later, Jia Pingan appeared outside.

  He looked at the night sky and thought to himself: In fact, Neptune's life is not easy, at least his waist is better.

  He pushed the door and entered.

   "Uncle Wuyang."

   "Called Husband!"

   "Husband."

   "Husband, I'm going to practice."

  Soho was equally nervous.

  Jia Pingan walked over slowly, "Today I will teach you the secrets of cultivation..."

   "Husband, do you know how to practice?"

  Su Ho stared at almond eyes.

  Uncle Wu Yang is really knowledgeable, and he knows this.

"yes!"

   Immediately undress.

   "Uncle Wuyang... Husband..."

   "Don't worry, this is cultivation..."

  …

  Early in the morning, the three of them got up, washed and worshiped their ancestors.

   Then Jia Pingan took the two of them to the front yard.

   "I have seen the eldest lady."

  Mrs. has to be at a high level, but the rich and powerful families don't care about this.

  Wei Wushuang glanced at Jia Pingan, who was sitting on the main seat, and saw that he looked calm, and he felt relieved when he didn't look this way.

  She has experienced with Jiang Han for a long time, and knows that things must be managed well, and there should not be too many constraints, and she cannot go out of many political parties.

  Jia Ping'an's silence at this moment is a statement: You just do what you want.

  She glanced at Su Ho again.

  Su Ho frowned slightly, it seemed that he was feeling unwell.

She took a deep breath, "What was it before, what's going on for now. The important thing is that everyone has their own business, and you can't have multiple ways of doing things. One person is in charge of one thing. If you do well, that person will reward you. If you don't do well, you can find that person." Instead of scrambling for advantages, and pushing each other for disadvantages. This is the foundation of building a family, but anyone who blames each other, regardless of right or wrong, will be severely punished."

  Du He and the others felt a chill in their hearts.

   Originally, Jia Ping’an’s butler was to govern by doing nothing, as long as he didn’t make big mistakes.

   But this lady was very sharp from the moment she spoke. First, she decided on the personnel affairs, and then she could go to whoever she wanted, and then it would be difficult for her to cheat.

  After Wei Wushuang said something, he got up, "The concubine is finished, please correct me, my husband."

   This is the last moment.

   Jia Pingan nodded.

  Everyone sighed for a while.

  Lao Jia’s family has had a steward ever since.

   But Su Ho still frowned, feeling that he couldn't practice at night.

  …

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