Datang broom star

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He covered his forehead, and Cheng Zhijie, who threw the hidden weapon, scolded: "You know how to pretend to be stupid at a young age, what use does this old man want you for?"

Old Cheng went crazy!

Jia Pingan quickly analyzed: "Mr. Lu, the lower officials think that there is no need to deal with this matter."

"Never mind?"

Cheng Zhijie had a cold face.

Could it be that Lao Cheng didn't see it that way?

Jia Ping'an was a little apprehensive, "Duke Lu, how does the Khitan clan treat Datang?"

Cheng Zhijie snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Does the old rascal disagree

Jia Pingan thought for a while, and decided to stick to his own opinion, "Grandpa Lu, the so-called Governor's Mansion of Songmo is just a prison. Send troops to help?"

Cheng Zhijie said coldly: "Then what do you think?"

"The tribes on the grassland only know two things. When they are strong, they rush into the Central Plains to burn, kill, and loot; when they are weak, they cling to them and wait for the next time they become strong. If Khitan gradually becomes stronger, what does Lord Lu think will happen to them?"

Jia Pingan did not answer that question, but expressed his attitude in a roundabout way.

The grassland has never really surrendered to the Central Plains regime, surrendered and rebelled, and waiting for the opportunity is the main theme.Until the dense appearance of firearms, the appearance of machine guns

The Khitan, which seems insignificant today, later became a confidant of the Central Plains, forcing Da Song to do all kinds of weird things.

Cheng Zhijie looked at him, and suddenly shouted: "Remember the matter of using the old man for now, get out!"

Jia Pingan rolled back, feeling that he had escaped.

Later, when the DPRK and China were discussing matters, the big brothers Wu gathered together.

"You said you were scolding your mother, but the one who scolded you the most is Lu Guogong."

Ming Jing's identity is a servant, who can repeatedly jump around in and out of the palace.

"Someone said that reinforcements should be added, and the bloody sprinkler scolded by Lu Guogong said that he was generous and shameless!"

Jia Pingan thought of Cheng Zhijie's previous emotions. He clearly knew that the best way to deal with this matter was to ignore it, but he wanted to fight again, so he swayed from side to side and struggled in his heart. In the end, Jia Ping'an's words only made him firm in his original intention. Just an idea.

Ming Jing jumped again.

When he came back, he looked surprised.

"Lu Guogong cursed all the way, and finally said that some people are not as good as young people, and young people at least know what not to do. The man asked who it was. Lu Guogong said it was you"

I became a hidden weapon in Lao Cheng's hands!

Jia Pingan felt that Lao Cheng was a little unreasonable.

"It's done, Your Majesty made a conclusion, saying that now that the Turks are about to move, Tubo is gradually picking up the mess, and the Tang Dynasty wants to keep the peace. Afterwards, His Majesty rewarded the veterans, and Duke Lu got a treasured sword, and returned triumphantly."

"Xiao Jia!"

Before Ming Jing finished speaking, Cheng Zhijie's voice came from outside.

"Lu Guogong, rare guest!"

When Jia Pingan went out, he saw Cheng Zhijie with a horizontal knife on his waist and a red face.

"Lao Liang treats guests, let's go!"

Liang Jianfang's treat is probably not a group of demons dancing wildly, right?

Jia Pingan didn't want to go.

"Lu Guogong, I"

Cheng Zhijie stared, "Should I go by myself, or should I take you away?"

"walk on my own."

Jia Pingan followed Lao Cheng to Zuo Wuwei.

Liang Jianfang and several generals were talking loudly about the previous incident.

"What do you mean you can't fight? Yeye said it was time to fight. He took the Khitan to fight Goryeo and forced them to fight. If the Khitan dare not fight, they will be wiped out." Liang Jianfang was complacent. Why did Tang take the Khitan people out of the fire? I argued with him, and those people couldn't get in their mouths, hahahaha!"

This is hooliganism!

"Xiao Jia!"

Liang Jianfang waved his hand, "Old Cheng has relayed your words. His Majesty has said it well. There are only two things for grassland tribes. When they are strong, they burn, kill and loot. When they are weak, they rely on them and wait for them to become strong."

"drink wine!"

The wine was served, but the dishes were simpler, just boiled mutton in a pot of water.

Jia Ping got the sheep's face, and Liang Jianfang said: "Don't look at the sheep's face, which is glutinous."

Jia Pingan ate a piece, as expected.

A group of old hooligans were talking about today's court meeting, and they looked very complacent. If those opponents saw it, I don't know how they would feel.

"Boy, I heard that you had a dispute with Twelve Lang from Changsun Wuji's family?"

Liang Jianfang drank a lot, and Jia Pingan was also fed a lot. Hearing this, he said, "It's just that we don't like each other."

"It's better not to be pleasing to the eye."

Liang Jianfang drank a glass of wine, and Cheng Zhijie said like a relay race: "Many times it is not a good thing to have too many friends, you have to have a rival."

Liang Jianfang squinted at him, "Then why didn't you provoke a few enemies? Instead, you hid at home and dared not go out!"

Cheng Zhijie scolded: "This old man has children and grandchildren, so if he provokes his enemies, he can avoid disaster, but what about his children and grandchildren? Once the old man leaves, those enemies will take care of the old man's children and grandchildren!"

He put the wine glass on the table and scolded: "You think this old man doesn't want to offend a few enemies? At the beginning, this old man was aiming at those few, ready to look for an opportunity to fight."

Sure enough, the veterans who can live to the present are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Liang Jianfang smiled and said, "Why would Xiao Jia dare?"

"Young man, be bold. When the old man was in Wagang"

A series of past events were scolded by Cheng Zhijie, and those former bosses turned into dust.