Datang broom star

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The emperor never favors one side, if there is one, it must be that the other side is too bad.

Thank you everyone.

The emperor went back to the mansion, Jia Pingan helped Shen Qiu up, and said very kindly: "Old Shen, in fact, Baiqi's secret spy is really not very suitable, unless it is to abandon Yuan and follow the forbidden army..."

Shen Qiu was conflicted in his heart at first, but when he heard the words, he raised his eyes, his eyes became more stern, "This is absolutely impossible. The Marquis of Wuyang doesn't know that Yuan Cong's forbidden army is the foundation of the emperor. The emperor's safety is safe."

Do you really think I'm trying to steal secret spies?

"I was just thinking..."

Jia Pingan glanced at him and saw that he was a little frustrated, so...

While you are sick, I will kill you.

"Can Bao Dong and Lei Hong come out?"

Hey!

Shen Qiu's mentality exploded.

Originally, if you lose, you will suffer even more, and then there will be another poaching.

"cannot!"

"It's useless for you to take it."

Jia Ping hit him hard.

"Why is it useless?" Shen Qiu sneered, no, it was out of coldness, "Bao Dong and Lei Hong are my Baiqi people..."

"I didn't think about hacking the wall." Jia Pingan was kind like an old fritter, "They are still in Baiqi...but I don't have any people around me..."

Shen Qiu frowned, "Aren't there guards around you? Why do you say there are no manpower?"

"Didn't you pay attention to my guard?"

Jia Ping's brows were filled with sadness, "Those guards are all disabled sergeants in the army. I accepted them out of humanitarianism...it's just humanitarian. As for the guards... hey!"

He looked up at the bright sunshine at a 45-degree angle, and was so stimulated that he shed tears.

Shen Qiu didn't understand humanitarianism, but seeing the tears rolling down his face, his heart trembled.

"That's it!"

Jia Ping'an was acting like this, but he didn't expect it to succeed.

"Old Shen, thank you."

Bao Dong and Lei Hong didn't expect this to be the result, and they were pleasantly surprised.

At noon, a group of people were having fun in the Chang'an cafeteria.

The drinks keep coming, the dishes keep coming...

"Marquis of Wuyang!"

The little boy Qian Junfa drank too much, knelt down in front of Jia Pingan and howled.

"It's hard to be a low official! Being a father and a mother at the same time, Marquis of Wuyang... If he hadn't entered the Ministry of War this time, the low official would have become mud."

He swears to the sky that he will cherish this opportunity, and from now on he will go all out to find out news for Datang...

Later, this guy fell drunk.

Wang Fei came to toast, and said with a righteous face: "Marquis Wuyang has worked hard for us, and I feel like the next official, Aye, and the next official toast Aye."

Noisy!

All in one drink.

This shameless thing!

Jia Pingan beckoned to him to sit beside him.

"Why this temper?"

Jia Pingan firmly believes that every personality has its origins, but Wang Fei is not ashamed or impatient when he speaks, and he also wants to know the reasons behind it.

Wang Fei also drank a lot, hiccupped, quickly covered his mouth, and then stretched out his hand to fan the alcohol.

But in this way, the alcohol was fanned over.

Jia Ping raised his glass and had a drink with Bao Dong.

There was a cynical look in Wang Fei's eyes, "Marquis Wuyang doesn't know, Aye, who is a low official... is not a human being, he beat his wife and children since he was a child, until I was ten years old..."

Then you kill your father?

Or he suddenly woke up.

But such things did not come to his senses.

Jia Ping'an couldn't help but look sideways.

Wang Fei said indifferently: "When Xiaguan was ten years old, that man drank too much and fell down in a ditch beside Zhuque Street. It happened...it was raining."

The ditches on both sides of Suzaku Avenue are not shallow, and drowning people is not a problem.

Wang Fei raised his glass and drank heavily, and then said with a smile: "From now on, I will lose Aye, no, there will be no harm, and my life will be extraordinarily nourishing."

In such a situation... most people would choose to remain silent, thinking it was a shame, and never mentioning it.

But Wang Fei obviously regards this as something worthy of ridicule.

Jia Pingan sipped slowly.

Suddenly said: "Actually, I know what you're thinking, but since it's all like this, then so be it."

Laughing at my father, how much I hate it!

Jia Ping patted him on the shoulder.

He saw tears in Wang Fei's eyes.

Even if he is a heinous father, as a child, it is still a hurdle in his heart. If he can't get over it, it will be a scar in the future.

"Marquis of Wuyang!"