Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 82 Boys and girls are the same, otherwise the son will not have a wife

  Backing back to Daodefang, Jia Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw the familiar traffic in the fields.

   "It would be great if there were more beauties!"

   There are a few girls in the field, and then there is the sneaky Yang Deli.

  Cousin's gaze was still running behind the girls, watching his hands tensely expand and contract, clearly wanting to practice the size of the plate.

   Obscenity is serious, cousin!

  The door of the neighbor's house opened, and the dark girl came out with a basket, and there were dirty clothes in the bamboo basket.

  Yang Deli saw it by accident, and leaned over slowly, struggling while leaning.

  Aunt Wang's steps are light, even a little jumpy.

  Girl!

   Even without makeup, the fresh breath still makes people feel refreshed.

   "Ma'am..." Yang Deli coughed dryly.

  Aunt Wang stopped, and then... continued walking.

   "Ma'am." Yang Deli followed quietly, grabbed the bamboo basket, "I will carry it for you."

  The cousin became a licking dog. This discovery made Jia Pingan very speechless.

  After entering the house, he found that Ah Fu was climbing the wall.

   Do you think you are Hongxing?

  Ah Fu was lying on the top of the wall, standing on the branch with his hind feet, and could hear the sound of eating.

   "Ugly, eat more."

   Isn’t this Zhao Xianhui?

  Jia Ping'an's skill in climbing trees is pretty good...

   Opposite, Zhao Xianhui is feeding gruel to Ah Fu.

   "Ugly thing, do you think your master is ugly?"

   Baji Baji.

   Ah Fu is still gluttonous.

   "Your master is not only ugly, but also arrogant. What's so good about him, isn't it..."

   Chirp!

   Ah Fu responded, Zhao Xianhui was overjoyed, and praised: "Good Ah Fu, you...you..."

  She reached out to touch Ah Fu's head, but touched...

   "Human head?"

  Zhao Xianhui raised her head, "Mother!", her foot slipped and she got a butt.

  The dusty Jia Pingan grinned at her on the top of the wall, and then slid down.

   "Jia Ping'an, it would be best for my mother to change her name to Jia Quode after seeing you!"

  Zhao Xianhui stood up cursing and looked at her hands.

   "It feels like touching a sledgehammer, what the hell."

  Jia Ping'an came back, and the food at home improved immediately.

   After eating a meal of mutton, Jia Pingan lay on the bed, never feeling so at ease.

  He calculated his current gains.

  He has checked Cui's side once, and he has an initial favorable impression.

  On the royal side, Li Zhi will score here.

  As for the most critical sister Wu, he made the treatment of those women much better by overthrowing Mingde.

Continue like this…

   Very smooth!

   Jia Pingan put on a thin quilt, touched Ah Fu on his chest, "Sleep."

  Good night... Datang.

  …

  Woke up early in the morning, with a national treasure hanging on his chest, Jia Pingan struggled to have breakfast.

   "Peace, someone is delivering tofu."

  After breakfast, my cousin will carry two barrels of tofu to deliver.

   Jia Pingan opened the door: "Be careful, cousin."

  The door next door also opened.

  Wang Xueyou and his son came out, carrying farm tools and preparing to work in the fields.

   "Peace!" Wang Xueyou gave Jia Pingan a complicated look, "Sledgehammer, let's go."

   "Oh!" The swarthy Wang Dahammer glanced at Jia Pingan with envy.

  It’s great to be able to do paperwork in Baiqi and travel far away...with food and lodging included!

   "Aye, brother."

  Aunt Wang came out carrying a basket.

  Yang Deli followed, holding the shoulder pole with his right hand, and grabbed the basket with his left hand. The aunt fought, but she couldn't compete with Yang Deli who was carrying the burden.

  Cousin...it really is divine power!

   In front of a beloved woman, the power of licking a dog is endless.

   "Yang Deli, don't touch the aunt!" Zhao Xianhui rushed out, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

   "Don't!" Jia Pingan stretched out his hand to stop him, but Zhao Xianhui looked at him contemptuously, and then calmly threw the wooden stick out.

  That pose looks like throwing a javelin.

  But her foot slipped, and the javelin flew into the air.

Then…

   Phew!

  Boom!

  Zhao Xianhui covered her forehead and screamed, "Yang Deli, I'm not finished with you!"

  …

  The two-day holiday passed quickly, and on the third day, Jia Pingan went to work full of energy.

   There were dozens of people standing behind the square gate, all of whom wanted to get out in a hurry.

   Fangzheng Jiang Rong stood at the forefront, with several Fang soldiers around him.

   "It's getting colder these days, so I have to work hard to earn money. When it's cold, I'll stay at home and sleep with my wife, and try to give birth to a fat boy next year."

  Jiang Rong held his hands behind his back, and Jia Pingan felt a bit like a leader.

   "Datang is not short of money, just send people, just pay attention to life."

  The villagers all nodded their heads in admiration.

  For them, Fangzheng is the sky.

   "Jia Wenshu?" After seeing Jia Ping'an, Jiang Rong walked over with his arms folded, "I've seen Jia Wenshu."

   "That's a good point." Fang Zheng is very good at writing, but he still has to squat in front of the tiger riding a hundred horses.

   "It's far worse, far worse than Jia Wenshu." Jiang Rong was inhaling hard, and then exhaling carefully.

   "You are..." Jia Ping'an was worried that he had something wrong with his heart.

  Jiang Rong said embarrassingly: "There are some experts who say that they can absorb official spirits. If I want Jia Wenshu to be so powerful, I will absorb a little."

  I am not the emperor of Europe, I have no European spirit.

   Jia Pingan shuddered, feeling that this guy was a bit evil.

  Jiang Rong was embarrassed, so he only took a sip, and then laughed and said, "Jia Wenshu, this is the way to be an official... I don't understand, so I might ask you for advice?"

  In terms of the population and area under its jurisdiction, Fangzheng is roughly equivalent to the community director of later generations, but his powers are much greater than that of the community director, and he can be called the emperor of the land.

  Director Jiang smiled obsequiously at this moment, "Dare to ask Jia Wenshu, the government has always encouraged the birth of babies, but our family in Daodefang can't compare with other places. I am so anxious! But I can't think of a way..."

   Isn't it to encourage birth?

   "What you said is good."

   This is a habitual encouragement. When Jiang Rong smiled triumphantly, Jia Ping'an immediately gave him a stick, "It's too rigid. Fangzheng, you need to be alive and have a soul..."

   "Have a soul?" Jiang Rong was confused.

  What is this soul?

   Isn’t it the soul?

  The soldiers of the Jinwu Guard patrolling the streets began to evacuate, which was a sign that the time had come.

   Jia Ping'an said casually: "For example... Even if there are mountains of gold and silver, children are the backing."

  Jiang Rong shivered, feeling that the words hit the soul directly, hey.

  “If you want to be rich, have more children and raise more pigs.”

   Wise words!

  Jiang Rong felt that his heart, liver, stomach and lungs had been touched.

   "If you should live or not, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

   "..."

   Is it possible to encourage births like this?

  Jiang Rong felt that he had seen a whole new world, and this door was opened for him by Jia Wenshu.

   Jia Pingan felt that it was almost done, so he kept silent.

  Jiang Rong said gratefully: "Does Jia Wenshu have anything else to say?"

Well!

  How does this sound like the tone of a subordinate asking for instructions from a leader?

   But more like a dying question.

  Jia Pingan also entered the drama for a while, and said earnestly: "It is a good thing to have more and better children, but you must not discriminate against female children, and you must say something together."

   "Tell me." Jiang Rong listened seriously.

   "Boom!"

  The drums sounded.

   "Both boys and girls are the same, otherwise the son would not have a wife!"

  Founder opened the gate, and Jia Pingan went out first.

  Jiang Rong was stunned, and those residents who were about to go out were obviously stunned too.

   "Erlang, what Jia Wenshu said is right! How about... you guys have another one later?"

  An old man patted his son on the shoulder, "Why don't you keep the seeds? The time will be gone, it's better to have a few more!"

   "Aye, I'll do it when I get back." The young man was very excited, and it seemed that he was going to start a business with his wife when he got back.

This is a live on-site work demonstration, which made Jiang Rong feel extremely shocked, "A certain person used to know that he would have more lives, but no one cared about him. This... so it can still be like this? Jia Wenshu is really capable and omnipotent." !"

  …

  The origin of the Tubo Zanpu letter in the last chapter: Zanpu wrote to Changsun Wuji and others: "When the emperor first ascended the throne, if any of his subjects were disloyal, they should send troops to the country to punish them."

  (end of this chapter)