Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 531 Wish fulfilled

  Mr. Yang was surrounded by people, and Menzi squatted beside her, crying while covering her face.

Um?

  Yang asked, "Why?"

  Menzi stood up covering his face, "Old lady, toothache."

  He glanced at Jia Ping'an, thinking that I will file a complaint when the old lady comes back later, and then it will be whatever I say?

  Yang's eyes turned, and Jia Pingan stepped forward, "I've seen the old lady, hey! How the old lady looks today...wrong!"

  He looked at Yang's face.

   This is an old woman in her seventies, so naturally she doesn't have such taboos.

   Yang was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

  Jia Pingan frowned: "I have never met the old lady, but I know that the old lady is over seventy this year, but this...how does this look like forty people? Could it be sister's sister?"

   Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

  She was already proud of her ageless appearance, but in the past, the compliments from her family were numb to her. It was nothing more than the words that the old lady looked at young and white and tender. how? Is my wife white jade tofu?

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

  —Could it be Ajie’s sister?

  Those men and women in later generations like to be praised most when they go out with their children.

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

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

   These words also have the meaning of a bad street in later generations, but it can't stand that this is Datang!

  Mr. Yang's face became brighter, and she said kindly: "You are..."

   "The old lady calls me Xiao Jia."

  Mr. Yang nodded slightly, and then got into the car.

  The rank of the old lady is not low!

  If it were another person, she would definitely be doubly kind, but Yang's kindness was just a little bit kinder, and then his face calmed down, which shows that he is an old fairy with a high rank.

  Miao Feng followed the old lady into the car, opened the curtain and took a look at Jia Pingan.

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

  The so-called beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Jia Pingan thinks this woman looks average.

   But her eyes are a little too unscrupulous, right?

  Master Jia feels handsome, but it doesn't matter if there is no admiration in this woman's eyes, but it's disgusting.

   Did I offend her?

  No!

   This is the first time Jia Pingan has met Yang, and this woman has never been seen before. Why did she suddenly feel disgusted?

   Am I a natural good at pulling hatred?

   Jia Pingan thought wildly, then got on his horse, and set off with the convoy.

  At this moment, the morning light is twilight, and there are gradually more pedestrians in Chang'an City.

   "Marquis of Wuyang!"

  A group of cavalry came oncoming, and the general reined in his horse. Jia Pingan didn't know him, so he folded his hands and smiled.

   "Marquis of Wuyang, do you still remember that you gave me a hand when there was a flood in Li Palace last time?"

   This general looked very familiar, and he talked a lot of words of admiration and gratitude.

   The convoy stopped naturally.

  In the carriage, Yang could not help nodding slightly when he heard the general say how fearless and decisive Jia Pingan was.

   She understands the so-called "listen and understand".

  Is Xiao Jia so good? No wonder Mei Niang treats him so well.

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

  After the samurai Xun left, Yang and Wu Mei's mother and daughter had a very difficult life, with Miao Feng, a maid, who was able to beat the waves of the Honghu Lake by her side. If it wasn't for Wu Mei's turnaround in the palace, the Yang family would have settled down in ruins.

   But Wu Mei couldn't stand it anymore!

  The so-called one person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. The Yang family has also turned over, living in a big house, and there are more and more servants in the family...

  As the old man by her side, Miao Feng has naturally risen to the top. He is the most trusted person of the Yang family when he speaks one word in front of the servants at home.

   But since when, there have been many rumors in the family.

  What Zhaoyi had a hard time at Ganye Temple, but luckily met Wuyanghou, so she considered her brother and sister.

  Mr. Yang doesn't take care of things at home. Wushun's mother and son, who are widowed and returned to her mother's house, know to avoid suspicion, and they don't dictate family affairs. Miao Feng can resolve family affairs with one word. Even if Zhaoyi in the palace wanted to order something, she had to implement it through her.

   This is one of the princes!

  Miao Feng likes this kind of life, but when Jia Pingan, the little brother, bubbled up, she was a little uneasy and jealous.

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

   It wasn't until yesterday that she learned that Jia Ping'an would **** Yang to Da Ci'en Temple that her emotions exploded.

  Once this man gets involved in the affairs of the family, then as a servant... what else do I have to do?

   But after having tasted the sweetness of power, few people are willing to let go.

   "Old lady, it's time to go, so as not to delay the hour."

  Miao Feng put on eye drops quietly—look, this person said he was escorting the old lady, but he was talking nonsense in the street.

   Yang shook her head, she was not in a hurry, it would be better to get to know Jia Pingan by the way.

   "Marquis of Wuyang, don't thank me for your kindness, let's have a drink together another day, and by the way, we'll have a night talk together in bed."

   It’s okay to drink, but you can avoid talking in bed at night. Jia Pingan smiled and said, "You're welcome."

  The night when the torrents broke out in Ligong on Tiantai Mountain was very chaotic, and Jia Pingan didn't know who he had saved, so he talked with the general for a while, but he still didn't know why.

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

  He didn't know who that person was, so he could only keep laughing. Embarrassing to him, but humble in the eyes of others.

   Arriving outside the Da Ci'en Temple later, Mrs. Yang got off the car, and seeing Jia Pingan observing the surroundings with a vigilant expression, she felt even more satisfied.

  The older you are, the more you like such stable young people.

  She is over seventy years old, what hasn't she seen? When Jia Pingan talked to that person earlier, he obviously didn't take the kindness of saving people seriously, which shows that he is indeed a good person.

   Atmospheric, open and bright!

  Meiniang has a good eye, so she recognizes this brother well.

  She was about to go in, but Jia Pingan said, "Wait a minute, old lady."

  Miao Feng glanced at him, "What else?"

  Jia Pingan ignored her, "I just got out of the car, it's best to be steady, at least I've calmed down before going to see the Buddha."

  The elderly feel uncomfortable after a long time in the car, and their bodies are a little numb. At this time, it is better to stand still for a while and wait for the body's blood to gradually recover.

   But Jia Pingan cleverly changed the term, which made Yang feel that young people are thoughtful, "That's fine."

  Miao Feng wanted to cry, thinking how could this man make the old lady happy?

  The Zhike monk is here.

   "I've seen the old lady, I've seen Marquis Wuyang."

  The crowd followed into the Da Ci'en Temple.

  Mr. Yang is sighing, "When I came to Da Ci'en Temple before, no one paid attention to me. When I was tired from walking, I sat on the ground for a while. When I was hungry, I took a bite of the dry food I brought at home. When I was thirsty, I endured it. Now..."

  Back then she was a shabby woman, but now even the monk knows that her daughter is going to be a queen, so she changed her face.

  This kind of emotion is sad.

   Jia Ping'an said: "Isn't this the reward after suffering?"

"yes!"

   Yang glanced at him, nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes.

   This man is more and more pleased with the old lady!

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

  Mr. Yang glanced at her, but the joy in her eyes was less.

   All the way to worship the Buddha, Jia Ping'an was waiting outside the hall.

  The Zhike monk was specially accompanying him today, and he was also outside.

  The two stared at each other, speechless.

  Mr. Yang came out later and asked, "I've been dreaming about my dead husband recently, and I don't know why. Is the mage here?"

   This is the meaning of asking for a meeting.

  The guest monk shook his head, "The mage is translating the scriptures, and there are no visitors."

  Miao Feng frowned, "The old lady came to Da Ci'en Temple on a special trip today, just to ask to see the master. Please also report."

  She didn't know that a large part of the reason why Xuanzang didn't see guests behind closed doors was to avoid suspicion and didn't want to associate with those powerful people, so she felt that this monk was too arrogant.

  The Zhike monk shook his head firmly, "Mages have rules."

   Xuanzang's prestige... How should I put it! In Chang'an City, except for the emperor, he is probably the only one. When he passed away, it can be said that thousands of people went to see him off, which can be seen.

  What Yang is, in Xuanzang's eyes, she is just an old woman.

  When he entered and exited the palace, he dealt with the emperor and the prime minister.

  Miao Feng was annoyed, and said in a low voice: "The way Da Ci'en Temple is like this is embarrassing."

  The nobleman's servant, even the threat is so cryptic, you can't understand it.

  But the Zhike monk obviously understood, his face turned cold, "I'm sorry..."

Why!

   Jia Ping'an sighed, and pulled the Zhike monk over, "Tell the mage, just say I see you."

  The Zhike monk glanced at Mrs. Yang over there, "You know, Marquis Wuyang, a mage won't meet such people."

   "I know, but it's good."

  After seeing each other, sister naturally has a better impression of Xuanzang in her heart, so everyone is happy.

   Xuanzang was kind to him, so use this to repay him.

  The Zhike monk regained his smile and went in immediately.

"Let's go back."

  Yang was originally a Buddhist believer, so he couldn't help feeling sad that he couldn't see Xuanzang.

  Jia Pingan said: "Wait a little longer."

  Miao Feng was annoyed, "The old lady is tired."

   "It's always good to wait."

  Miao Feng didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, and when he thought of him whispering alone with the Zhike monk, he felt itchy.

   But Jia Ping'an is narrow-minded, so I won't say why, I'm so anxious to kill you!

   "The old lady is tired, let's take a rest before leaving."

  He ordered the maid to get a futon inside, put it on the steps, and invited Mrs. Yang to sit down.

   Yang felt it was appropriate, and after sitting down, she asked about Jia Ping'an's situation.

  When she learned that he was almost buried alive, Yang could not help but exclaim.

   "Finally arrived in Chang'an and entered Baiqi." Jia Ping'an recalled the past and couldn't help but sigh, "It's also my job to inspect the Forbidden Garden. In the Ganye Temple, I found that my sister was walking alone..."

  Some words made Yang shed tears, "Is Mei Niang so tormented? Poor. She didn't tell me."

  What's the use of telling you?

  Parents report good news to their children but not bad news, and children do the same to their parents. They all want to leave the best years to their relatives and let them be carefree.

   "Thanks to you!"

  Mr. Yang took his hand, and said with tears in her eyes, "If I had known that Meiniang had such a difficult time in Ganye Temple, I...I..."

   you what you?

  You can't do anything.

   Jia Ping'an was a little awkward, thinking why do you like to shake hands?

  He glanced at Miao Feng inadvertently, and seeing her eyes full of jealousy, he couldn't help secretly happy.

   So this woman's dislike of me all comes from jealousy?

   No, it's a threat!

   But what am I going to threaten her with?

   Stewardship?

  I was so full I went to the housekeeper. Not to mention the Wu family, even if I was asked to manage the palace, I would not be happy!

  This woman is a villain.

   But she obviously won Yang's trust, and she was worried that I would steal this trust.

  People are like this. When the desire for monopoly occurs, they wish that the person they care about only trusts themselves.

   Jia Pingan sneered in his heart, and said deliberately: "Old lady, is the family okay now?"

   Sure enough, Miao Feng's eyes were full of anxiety.

   Jia Pingan really wanted to laugh out loud.

  Mr. Yang nodded, "Okay! I don't care much now, I just pay respects to the Buddha, or read books, and go around..."

   It really is a good enjoyment.

   Shall I drive this woman to death?

  Jia Ping'an said: "Is the housekeeper safe? If not, I will go back to the palace and advise my sister to send someone from my side."

  Yang was startled, "Isn't it easy for people in the palace to come out?"

hehe!

   That's someone else.

   "It's not easy for others to come out. The old lady's business is naturally convenient."

  No matter how old a person is, the heart of being recognized will always be a teenager.

  Mr. Yang felt relieved, and smiled more kindly.

   Miao Feng clenched her fists tightly, feeling extremely nervous.

   "Even so, don't add trouble to Meiniang."

   Yang stood up contentedly, "Let's go back then."

  Miao Feng felt that she had escaped a catastrophe, so she came to support the old lady.

   "Why is your back soaked?"

   Jia Pingan said softly.

What?

  Miao Feng subconsciously reached out to touch... nothing.

  I was cheated by him!

  I have never seen such wicked people!

  Miao Feng glanced at Jia Pingan, his eyes almost burst into flames.

   Qi, that's right!

   Jia Pingan smiled.

  The knowing guest monk came quickly, approached with a smile and said, "Master is just free, old lady, please come with the poor monk."

  Mr. Yang had already given up on seeing Xuanzang, but when she heard that she could meet him, she couldn't help saying excitedly: "Okay, okay. Thank you, thank you very much."

  For devout Buddhist believers, seeing Xuanzang is almost like seeing the Buddha himself.

  Miao Feng took a look at Jia Pingan, thinking that he had talked with the Zhike monk for a long time before, could it be that he talked to the Zhike monk?

   Later everyone went to the back.

  Xuanzang stood outside with a calm expression.

   "Mage!"

  At this moment, Mrs. Yang only felt that the whole person had calmed down, and all the honor and disgrace in the world were left behind.

   Xuanzang nodded slightly.

  "People are gone, relatives are still there, thinking every day, dreaming at night. When the heart is settled, there will be no thoughts, no evil...and then no fear. The more you think, the more troubles you will have. And thinking comes from desire..."

  Yang saluted devoutly, "I understand, thank you Master."

  She lowered her head slightly and sent the mage off respectfully.

   But he saw Xuanzang walking down.

  Miao Feng saluted respectfully, thinking that she was lucky to be able to see the mage so close once in her life.

   "Meet Tan Yue."

   "Meet the mage."

   Yang looked up and turned around.

  Miao Feng looked up and turned around.

  Xuanzang smiled and said: "The poor monk has heard about what happened last time. Monks should not be greedy. Even when offering sacrifices, they should be restrained."

  The last time Jia Pingan went to investigate the hermits, a guy stabbed a hornet's nest, and was attacked by monks.

   Jia Pingan smiled and said, "I'm not afraid."

  Xuanzang praised: "If you are selfless in your heart, you don't need to be afraid."

  He didn't mention the fact that he sent someone to mediate, which made Jia Ping'an secretly admire him.

"spring is coming."

  Xuanzang looked at the tender green in the corner, and his eyes became softer.

  He wholeheartedly wanted to leave the vortex of Chang'an and return to his hometown, but now it seemed that there was no possibility.

  Jia Pingan said: "Master, in fact... the place of peace of mind is the hometown."

   Xuanzang proclaimed the Buddha's name, and there was joy in his eyes.

  He has been trapped here, feeling very confused and entangled in his heart, and it is useless to dispatch himself many times. For this reason, he has made many requests with the late emperor and the current emperor, but it is still useless. At this moment, Jia Ping'an's words broke a gap in those entanglements.

   "Can you sit down?"

  Mr. Yang was stunned at the side.

  She only wanted to see Xuanzang, but she couldn't even agree to Wu Mei, and she was so angry that she didn't think about eating or drinking. It was a surprise to see him today, but now it seems that it is Jia Ping'an's credit.

  This young man is so close to the mage?

  People who are close to the mage will naturally not be villains.

  When Xuanzang invited Jia Pingan to sit down, Yang subconsciously said, "Thank you very much."

  The Zhike monk glanced at her, thinking that this is an invitation to Master Jia...

   Yang blushed.

   Xuanzang smiled, "Let's go together."

   Everyone entered the quiet room, and then someone brought clean water.

  Yang drank it almost piously, which affected Miao Feng, making her feel that it was water with mysterious effects.

   Jia Ping'an and Xuan Zang whispered something, but it had nothing to do with Buddhism.

  A monk is also a human being, but Xuanzang's prestige in Buddhism is too high, and ordinary people dare not gossip with him.

  Jia Pingan talked about some outside affairs, and Xuanzang couldn't help smiling when he heard it.

   "The Tang Dynasty is like this, there should be a prosperous age. As a foreigner, the poor monk here often prays for the national fortune of the Tang Dynasty..."

  Miao Feng couldn't help being surprised, and blurted out: "Shouldn't Fangwai people ignore the world?"

   "Disrespectful!"

   Yang's eyes became more serious.

   Xuanzang smiled, "No problem!"

  Miao Feng pleaded guilty tremblingly.

  Jia Pingan said: "The monk is a foreigner. Buddhism is boundless, but people have bounds. Since this man is from the Tang Dynasty, he will naturally lose everything and prosper."

  Xuanzang's eyes were bright, "Buddhism is boundless, but people have bounds. Tanyue's words are quite Buddha-like!"

   There is a saying in later generations: science has no borders, but scientists have nationality.

  Mr. Yang praised: "This is an excellent remark."

   Later, everyone left.

  Xuanzang sent them out, but Yang said in panic, "Don't dare, dare not!"

  Auntie, he sent me off!

you this…

   Jia Ping'an was amused, turned around and said, "Thank you, Master."

   Xuanzang nodded, "If you have nothing to do in the future, you can come to find the poor monk."

  From now on, he and Jia Pingan are not interested, but friends.

  Out of the Daci'en Temple, Yang was very happy and went to the palace.

  Wu Mei heard her mother begging to see her, and said with a headache: "I went to Da Ci'en Temple today. Is it because I didn't see the master and came to seek my bad luck?"

   Zhou Shanxiang persuaded: "Zhaoyi, I think it's better for me to persuade you about this matter."

   You've been talking nonsense for a long time!

  Shao Peng took a look at Zhou Shanxiang, and shook his head slightly, "Zhaoyi, the old lady loves children, and she will let the acting king come out later, all she needs is some childish talk, and I promise that all anger will be gone."

good idea!

  Wu Mei nodded, "Let Goro come."

   "Auntie!"

   Li Hong got excited when he came, Wu Mei explained something, Li Hong nodded, and then went out to stand.

   "I want to be a man!"

  He stood more and more firmly.

   When Mrs. Yang came, Li Hong saluted, she touched the top of her grandson's head with a smile, and then hurried in.

   Behind him, Shao Peng was stunned.

   Zhou Shanxiang said angrily: "You said the old lady would definitely like it, take a look, just take a look, touch Dai Wang's head and go in. What kind of bad idea are you doing?"

  We don’t know either!

   "Mei Niang!"

  The voice was in a hurry, Wu Mei covered her forehead, "Mother, slow down!"

  I'm ready, you start spraying.

   But Yang looked quite happy, no, excited.

  Wu Mei was taken aback, and just about to ask, Yang said, "Not only did I see the mage today, but I also talked a lot with the mage. No, I heard the mage say a lot."

  Wu Mei was stunned, "Meet you..."

   It’s brother, right?

  But after talking for a long time, this can’t work, right?

   Xuanzang wanted to translate those scriptures with all his heart. How could he have time to talk to anyone in Tianzhu?

   "Yes, you don't know, the mage is very kind to Xiao Jia, just like a friend."

  Pingan actually has such a friendship with the mage?

  Wu Mei rejoiced in her heart, "May I get my wish today?"

   "Yes, I have fulfilled my wish today."

   "Are you still blaming your daughter?"

   "When did I ever blame you?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

   There was a burst of laughter in the hall, and the people outside looked at each other in blank dismay.

  …

Good night!

  (end of this chapter)