Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 644 I think I can save it again

   "No business, no wealth."

  With these words, Wu Mei returned to the palace.

"What is this nonsense?"

  Li Zhi felt that this was pure dream, "Datang's wealth comes from the fields, and commercial taxes...the commercial taxes collected in these years are almost negligible."

  He smiled, "Does Jia Pingan think that tea can make a lot of money? By the way, he has also done some business with Cheng Zhijie and others. He is sneaky, and Cheng Zhijie didn't mention this business. It looks good."

  Wu Mei said something about court affairs, Li Zhi got up, "Go out for a walk."

  Wang Zhongliang hurriedly helped one side, Li Zhi felt that his eyes were fine today, so he shook his head, "No need to help."

   "Your Majesty looks fine, congratulations!"

  Wu Mei smiled.

   "The important ministers in the court are not good stumps." Li Zhi knew that she could not support her alone, but he could only let her take the top when she was not recovering from her illness.

   "The tea is really delicious?"

   "It's really delicious. Nowadays, famous courtesans in the city use tea to entertain guests. Whoever makes tea is a bumpkin..."

  Two servants are talking outside.

   "That..." Li Zhi also likes to drink tea, and he was a little dissatisfied when he heard this, "What tea?"

  Wu Mei smiled and said: "Ping'an has made a new trick, the tea does not need to be boiled, but brewed, and the fragrance is bursting..."

   Li Zhi became interested, "Where is the tea?"

Well!

  Wang Zhongliang took a look at Wu Mei, and saw that she seemed to have never heard of her, so he knew that his fault was coming.

  At the beginning, when he went down with a big bowl of ginseng wine, he made a poisoned joke, which made Jia Pingan feel ashamed.

  The so-called untie the bell needs the person who tied it... It’s okay if he asks for it by force, but it will anger the queen.

   "Your Majesty, this servant will ask you."

  Wang Zhongliang went directly to Dongshi.

   "Why didn't Wang Zhongguan go to Marquis Wuyang for tea?"

   "Last time about the wine, Wang Zhongguan wrongly blamed Marquis Wuyang. He was so ashamed that the knife was difficult to sheath, so he went to Dongshi to buy it himself."

   Arrived in Dongshi.

   "What is that... called?"

  Wang Zhongliang turned around and asked.

  The attendant said: "It is said that it is called Di Fan Tea House."

  Wang Zhongliang asked the passers-by, "Your Majesty, stay here."

  passers-by cupped their hands, possessed by a master of etiquette, "what's the matter, sir?"

  Meeting a master of etiquette always makes people feel happy, Wang Zhongliang asked: "May I ask where is the tea house?"

  The faces of the passers-by showed melancholy, "Go forward..."

   "Thank you." Wang Zhongliang asked again: "Go ahead...where are you?"

  Shouldn't you tell me the exact location of the tea house?

  Etiquette masters shouldn't behave like this.

   Passers-by laughed and said, "Just go forward!"

   Saying that, he walked away with his hands clasped.

"The world is getting worse..." The waiter said dissatisfiedly: "The last time we were in the West Market, someone took us to find a place! When we got there, we didn't even ask for money to lead the way, and we were enthusiastic...turned around and ran away, as if we were afraid that we would give him money .”

  Wang Zhongliang looked at the clothes on his body...

  Damn it!

  When did the servant's reputation get so bad?

   "Then go and have a look."

   Go forward for a while.

  There is a sea of ​​people outside a store in front of you!

   "Don't squeeze!"

   "Stand back!"

  The mayor was sweating profusely maintaining order.

  If the crowding of these people leads to a stampede, his official career will come to an end, and if he fails, he will be exiled.

   "Stand back!"

   Those officials desperately pushed the crowded crowd.

"This is…"

  Wang Zhongliang raised his head, "The tea house..."

   "Don't squeeze!" A man standing inside shouted: "If you squeeze again, you will have trouble."

  The city magistrate scolded: "Go ask Marquis Wuyang, he won't be able to run away even if something happens!"

   Some small officials seemed to fly away.

  Wang Zhongliang was dumbfounded, "This...how can I buy this?"

  He turned around.

  Melancholy!

   Then I went to Daodefang.

  After calling to open the door, Du He was taken aback.

   "But take people?"

  The former corrupt criminal panicked when he saw the people in the palace, and even felt a little urgent to urinate.

   "Is Marquis Wuyang here?"

   Jia Pingan came out.

   "Wang Zhongguan, rare guest!"

   Jia Ping'an's smile was fake.

  Wang Zhongliang smiled awkwardly.

   "Let's just ask, is that tea still available?"

  Tea?

   Didn’t sister give you a can?

   also said that pregnant women should not drink a lot.

   How... finished drinking?

   No!

  Look at Wang Zhongliang's uncomfortable appearance.

   Obviously, they came to ask for tea.

   Sister didn’t give it to the emperor?

   Tsk tsk!

   Jia Pingan said flatly: "Tea... Du He."

  Du He was taken aback, wondering if there was still a batch of tea leaves at home? Mr. Lang went to see it before.

but…

   He frowned, "There are still a few cans left."

   How dare I deceive the servants beside His Majesty...

  Don't blame me, Mr. Lang forced me.

  Jia Pingan said: "Wrap them up and give them to Wang Zhongguan. But..."

  Wang Zhongliang was afraid of this.

  —However, what if someone is poisoned?

  If Jia Pingan asked, Wang Zhongliang could hang himself.

   Fortunately, I didn't ask in the end.

   "Marquis of Wuyang!"

  The little official from Dongshi is here.

  Wang Zhongliang glanced at him.

  This person set off before him, and it was urgent, so he arrived at this moment.

interesting.

   "Marquis Wuyang, the tea house is crowded with people, and the city magistrate is worried that people will die."

  Du He was surprised, "What should I do?"

   "Just line up."

   Jia Ping'an said casually: "Tell them, those who don't line up will not be sold."

   "That's it?"

That's it?

   Jia Pingan glanced at him.

   Of course this is it!

  The little official hurried back.

  Wang Zhongliang took the tea back home, and suddenly said on the way: "Go to Dongshi again."

  Our grievances are clear.

  Since Jia Pingan didn’t make things difficult for us, then go and help him, for example, use his status as a palace official to intimidate him.

  East City.

"queue!"

  The shopkeeper shouted at the top of his voice: "If you don't line up, you won't sell!"

  A big man scolded: "You poor dog slave, if you don't sell it...you don't have to sell it."

  By the side, many and many lead a group of evil and young silently.

   Well-ordered!

  The city order exited while wiping his sweat.

   "These people are not afraid of the government, but less afraid of evil."

   "The city order, the government can't do anything to them, but the evil ones can put them in various poses to deal with them."

   "Yes!" The city magistrate sighed very much, "When I was studying, my master said that I should teach people with virtue, and that the Legalists were cruel. Let's see... If we were able to beat people with sticks before, who would dare to be disobedient?"

  The little official was stunned, "Mr. Shi, you mean... we are Confucianists, and the evil ones are legalists?"

   "No learning, no skill!"

  Shi Ling felt his face getting hotter.

  Wang Zhongliang is here.

  The people around the emperor, the city magistrate naturally wanted to be polite.

   "It turned out to be like this?"

  Wang Zhongliang was also refreshed.

   "That's right." He looked at the magistrate, and said casually: "The little official went to Jia's house earlier, why was he slower than us."

  The mayor turned around and looked at the little official who was bragging with his colleagues, with anger in his eyes.

  Wang Zhongliang was in a good mood when he left Dongshi, and his depression at Jia's house dissipated.

   Sure enough, watching others have bad luck can make you feel happy.

  Who said this?

   It seems to be the previous term.

   Said by the servant next to the first emperor.

   That guy is now farming in Zhaoling, and vowed to let the late emperor eat fresh vegetables in the underground palace.

   Enter the palace, and then make tea.

  Wang Zhongliang drank it down as before loyally, and tears came out from the scald.

   Half an hour later.

"good!"

  Li Zhi said indifferently: "Jia Ping'an got something good."

  He drank several cups of strong tea in the evening.

Then…

   On the second day, the officials saw a black-eyed emperor.

   "Your Majesty..."

  Changsun Wuji said angrily, "Your Majesty, be temperate!"

   This is very serious!

  Boy, don't die on a woman's belly!

  Li Zhi wanted to explain, but he knew it would only get darker and darker.

   When the court was over later, Shao Peng came in a hurry.

   "Your Majesty, the queen said that the tea should not be drunk too much, and it should not be too strong. Also, don't drink it at night, the more you drink, the more energetic you will be."

   That woman knew about this a long time ago, but she refused to say it, just because she wanted to see my jokes.

   No, because of Jia Pingan being wronged and poisoned last time, Wu Mei has been waiting here.

  Are women’s minds so small?

  I...

   "Shreme!"

   "Your Majesty."

  Wang Zhongliang came in, "The British Duke is sick."

   Li Zhi immediately withdrew his smile...

  The medical officer is like a quail, being driven to the British government.

   Li Yao, the steward, greeted him with a sad face, "Please go and have a look."

  The medical officer was a little guilty, "How is the condition?"

"diarrhea."

   Tsk tsk!

  The medical officer wants to cry!

  Diarrhea can kill half a young man, and he will be broken in a day. The British Duke is getting old...

   Entered the bedroom, but Li Ji was not there.

   "What about people?"

   There was movement behind the screen, like water being poured into a water tank...

   Later, Li Jingye helped Li Ji out.

  Li Ji...

   His complexion was pale, and he was described as thin.

   "Come... come."

  Li Ji is still gentle.

  After some inspection, the medical officer asked, "But what did you eat?"

   Li Jingye looked confused.

  Li Ji nodded.

   "The old man didn't...didn't eat anything."

  The medical officer asked Cai Cai, but he couldn't find the reason.

   "The stewed vegetables are delicious, and it is said that they were made by Marquis Wuyang." The medical officer licked his lips.

  The medical officer administered the medicine immediately, but it was still very thin.

   "This is inappropriate!"

  Li Ji pulled twice more, the medical officer's face changed drastically, "This official's medical skills are not good..."

  He wanted to slap himself.

   Li Ji has superb medical skills, much higher than him.

  Li Ji can't heal himself, what am I doing?

   Isn't this **** self-inflicted?

  The medical officer went back and said that Li Zhi was in a hurry.

   Xu Jingzong, Li Yifu and others gradually got up, but they still couldn't resist the power of Changsun Wuji and others.

   Li Ji can't be less!

   "Do your best to diagnose and treat!"

  The British Duke fell.

  The important ministers went to visit one after another.

   Jia Ping'an also came when he got the news.

   Li Yao was not there, but the servant said that he was inside to accompany the guests.

   "Marquis of Wuyang!"

   Li Yifu is here.

   "The Marquis of Wuyang is here to visit the Duke of England?"

  This guy has nothing to say.

"right."

   Jia Ping'an was thinking about Li Ji's condition.

  Li Yifu smiled slightly, as if chrysanthemums were blooming all over the mountain, "Han Yuan was smiling before."

   Han Yuan was close to Zhangsun Wuji and his gang, and he did not hesitate to argue with the emperor for Chu Suiliang.

  If Li Ji couldn't afford it, the imperial party would lose a mainstay.

  It’s okay for people like Li Yifu to make some intrigues and tricks, and it’s also good to frame them, but officials like Li Ji have to take the helm for major events.

   "British... ah!"

  Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.

  Han Yuan is here.

   "Li Xiang, Marquis of Wuyang!"

   "Meet Prime Minister Han."

  Han Yuan looked serious, "Go and have a look."

  The three of them arrived at the back, and Li Jingye looked at the sky blankly outside.

   "Brother!"

   Li Jingye's eyes were red.

"what's the situation."

   "A Weng ate breakfast, and then he suffered from diarrhea."

   Jia Pingan looked up at the sky speechlessly!

"what did you eat?"

   "Mutton stew, stew..." Li Jingye began to memorize the menu, which has the potential to talk about cross talk.

   "Braised vegetables?" Jia Pingan frowned, "Cold or hot?"

"cold!"

  Li Jingye didn't touch Yangchun water with his fingers, "It's more delicious to eat the stewed vegetables overnight."

  Damn it!

   Jia Pingan said angrily, "Take me to the kitchen."

   Arrived in the kitchen, looking at the pots and pans and dishes on the shelf, a few flies are flying... dancing gracefully.

   Such a hot day!

   Jia Pingan said with a cold face, "Go back and have a look."

   Li Ji's diarrhea has eased a lot, but his body is so weak... he even trembled when he stretched out his hand.

   "This is not good!"

   Several medical officers looked like dead fathers in grief.

  Once Lao Li went, the emperor would be furious, and thunder might come down.

  Li Yifu came to visit Li Ji sincerely. He was worried that if Li Ji fell, he, the emperor's loyal dog, would become cannon fodder for Changsun Wuji and others.

   "British Duke!"

  You have to hold on!

  Li Yifu looked serious.

  Han Yuan's face was solemn, "Prince Ying, take care!"

  Li Ji was so weak that he had to bend down to hear clearly.

Why!

  Han Yuan sighed.

   Li Jingye wanted to cry.

   But you can't cry at this moment, it's unlucky.

   "Ah Ong, what do you want to eat?"

  Li Ji opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Stew...stewed vegetables!"

   Jia Pingan rolled his eyes.

   "Ah Weng, I'll go now!"

  Li Jingye even wanted to get the stewed vegetables, and even wiped away his tears.

   Probably felt that this was the last request of my grandfather.

  Many elderly people will make some inexplicable requests before they leave, such as wanting to have a hot pot meal, or want to eat braised large intestine...

  Seeing such things a lot, even Li Yifu looked sad.

   "British Duke!"

  Li Ji's appearance at the moment is quite frightening, not only described as thin, but also pale, which makes people afraid to look.

  Li Yifu turned around and went out, he was very annoyed as he asked several medical officers outside.

   "Is there a way?"

   "I don't know why the British Duke has diarrhea... Our medicine is useless."

   "It's eased now, maybe cured?"

   "This... depends on fate."

  Li Yifu wants to kill someone!

  Han Yuan looked at Li Ji carefully and sighed.

  To treat a disease, one must first find the cause, and if one cannot find it...even Li Ji, a master of xinglin, can't help.

"Let me see."

   Jia Pingan suddenly spoke.

  Han Yuan was surprised, "Marquis Wuyang also knows medical skills?"

"hehe!"

  Jia Pingan didn't understand, but at the moment he just smiled, "There are many things...you have to see and try."

  He leaned over, "Prince England, may I?"

  Li Ji's eyes were more gratified, he raised his hand, shook Jia Pingan's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Respect... Dedicated, dedicated!"

   "Ah Ong!"

  Li Jingye went to get the stewed vegetables, ran over in a hurry, knelt down in front of the bed, "Ah Weng, I'm here!"

  Li Ji held Jia Ping'an's hand and slowly turned to Li Jingye.

   This is the will.

   After he left, ask Jia Pingan to take care of his grandson.

   "Ah Ong!"

  Li Jingye howled, with tears and snot running across his face.

   "British Duke!"

  Jia Pingan said helplessly: "I think... your condition can be cured."

   It's just diarrhea!

  The reason is also very simple. Although the weather is hot, the stewed vegetables have not changed their taste, but they can’t stand the love of flies, and they may have laid some **** on them...

  He also encountered this matter in his previous life.

  Old Xu was so lax that he lost his human form, and he also made a move.

so…

   "I think it can still be rescued."

  Li Yifu glanced in from the outside.

  Han Yuan looked up at him in pain.

   Surprised!

   "You..." Li Yifu said angrily, "Is Marquis Wuyang sure?"

  Why should I tell you?

   Jia Ping'an said indifferently: "What are you not sure about? They are all watching the excitement. No one makes a move, but some people try to stop it. Is this hoping that the British government will go earlier?"

  Li Yifu took a deep breath.

  The old man is not angry!

  The old man is not angry!

  The old man is not angry!

  Han Yuan nodded, approvingly said: "I heard that Marquis Wuyang and Li Jingye are as close as brothers, now I see that it is true."

  Li Yifu sincerely hoped that Master Jia would not mess around with his mother.

  Li Ji may still have a glimmer of hope, but if you mess around, whose death is it?

   And Han Yuan seemed to approve, but secretly he was encouraging: Marquis Wuyang, come on! Hurry up, before it's too late.

  Li Yifu hoped that Li Ji would be in front of him to protect him from the wind and rain, and this protective umbrella was indispensable.

   And Han Yuan hoped that this protective umbrella would be over, and then a strong wind directly destroyed the fledgling Li Yifu and others.

  Han Yuan stood up, "Good for diagnosis and treatment."

  —I am optimistic about you!

  The hero has stinky feet, and the prime minister has a lot to do.

  The two prime ministers left immediately.

   Jia Pingan went behind the screen, "Get a stick!"

  He held his nose and scratched for a while, then came out to retch.

   Li Ji couldn't help being moved.

  At this time, no one else would do it, but Xiao Jia...

   But what is he doing here?

   "Get...vomit!"

   Jia Pingan went out to get some air, "Change the horse!"

   I can see clearly, it’s not dysentery!

   Good luck!

   "Get salt, and get some sugar."

  Sugar is expensive, but it is not a problem for the British government, and soon someone went to buy it.

  After everything was ready later, Jia Pingan boiled it with sugar and salt, filtered out the impurities, and brought it to Li Ji himself.

   "British lord, drink."

  Lao Li was really kind to him.

  Li Ji is good at seeking his own life, he never takes the lead, and he never offends others for nothing.

  But for the sake of Jia Pingan, Li Ji argued with the emperor, and with the prime ministers...

   There is no need to learn any great principles to be a human being.

   One word!

   Compare your heart with your heart!

   Li Ji slowly opened his mouth, and Jia Pingan slowly fed it with a spoon...

  Li Jingye squatted on the side, watching intently.

  …

   "Your Majesty, the British Duke doesn't look very good."

  Li Yifu and Han Yuan went back to the palace to report Li Ji's situation.

   Li Zhi said with a cold face, "Incompetent!"

  The incompetent is the medical officer.

   "However..." Li Yifu said: "Your Majesty, Marquis Wuyang is going to make a diagnosis and treatment."

   "He knows medicine?"

   Li Zhi's face was livid.

  Li Yifu smiled wryly.

   "Nonsense!"

  Li Zhi ordered: "Wang Zhongliang go there, so that he will not do bad things with good intentions!"

  Han Yuan went to Changsun Wuji's place.

   "Auxiliary machine, I'm afraid Li Ji will die."

  Changsun Wuji raised his head and said calmly, "What did the medical officer say?"

   "The medical officer is helpless and can only resign himself to fate."

  Han Yuan rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "The old man looked at it for a long time, his face was so pale that it was scary. Jia Pingan couldn't sit still, so he said he would try it. The old man thought he could try such things as well?"

  Changsun Wuji nodded and hummed, then lowered his head and continued writing.

   A word of minister, the bottom was pulled down vertically, with a sharp air!

  …

Good night!

  (end of this chapter)