Datang broom star

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A businessman approached from the right, and Li Jiao recognized him as Hu Laoliu, the most stingy one in West Market.

A beggar begged at the side, "I haven't eaten for two days, please give me some money."

Dahong covered her mouth, "This person must be a newcomer, I don't know that person's stinginess, money... is just dreaming!"

She touched her purse, "Lady, let me give him some money."

Just as Li Jiao was about to nod, Hu Laoliu hesitated for a moment, then took money out of his purse.

One penny, two pennies... He took out five pennies, and after thinking about it, he took out another penny and gave them to the beggar.

Li Jiao's master and servant were dumbfounded.

The beggar is very grateful, and someone asked Hu Laoliu, "Hu Laoliu, your mother's locust legs are so ruthless, how can you be so generous today? Drink too much? Or is it crazy?"

"Crazy!"

Hu Laoliu walked over with his hands behind his back, muttering.

"Yeah happy."

He raised his voice, "Yeah happy today!"

"Why are you happy?"

Hu Laoliu smiled and said: "Great victory in Liaodong, I heard two officials pass by and said... This Tang Dynasty! It is a prosperous age, and this prosperous age will definitely last for many years... Are you not happy?"

"Happy!"

"Happy!"

There are smiles on every face.

Li Jiao looked at this scene, and the image of the man who hated her specially appeared in her mind.

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Double the monthly ticket, the jazz is asking for a ticket!

Chapter 838

Qujiang Pond.

The emperor rewarded Chang'an army and civilians with wine and meat for three days, and these three days were the days of celebration.

Qujiang Pond is very lively, but the most lively is inside.

The prime ministers all came here today, and there are many literati and poets, or young handsome men.

Li Yifu was drinking, and a prostitute was waiting on him.He squinted at Xu Jingzong and said, "Waiting for a long time, who are you waiting for?"

"It's a pity that we don't see Xiao Jia at such a grand event."

Xu Jingzong was rather regretful, and then said: "Singing, you have to be heroic. When dancing, you have to be bold."

Turning around, he raised his glass, "Everyone, how can there be no poems in today's grand meeting? The rivers and ponds are full of flowing water. Let the cup be filled with fine wine today, and record it with poems. But if they are good, they will be assembled into a volume and printed with the engraving block, one volume per person."

This is a poem written under the eyes of the prime ministers, and it can be printed to last forever...

Everyone was thinking hard.

When one person has it, he recites it out loud.

"good."

Xu Jingzong nodded slightly, but felt ordinary.

Ren Yaxiang didn't care about this, he was just enjoying the singing and dancing.

Master Xu Yu (yu) smiled and raised his glass to invite Li Yifu to take a sip, and then fell silent.

The music was suddenly excited, and a singer stepped forward and sang loudly, "Qinghai's long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles. If you don't break Loulan, you will never return."

Everyone's blood was rushing when they heard it, and they couldn't help raising their glasses and drinking.

Many people around were watching, and a young girl said, "This is Duke Wuyang's frontier poem, it's really passionate."

The literati and poets who were composing poems all smiled wryly.

One person said: "The old man has just learned two sentences. When he heard this poem, he not only couldn't think of the next sentence, but also completely forgot the first two sentences."

Everyone couldn't help roaring with laughter.

Xu Jingzong said reservedly: "So... let's change to another song."

Another singer stepped forward and sang loudly: "The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, call immediately. Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times."

The girl smiled and said: "This is still the frontier poem of Duke Wuyang."

Those poets smiled wryly.

Li Yifu glanced at Xu Jingzong, and said in a low voice: "You have limited your heroism since you came here, so you can only sing frontier poems, but Jia Ping'an's frontier poems are the best in the world, your thoughts are... so dirty!"

He shook his head, extremely disdainful.

"You're judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!" Xu Jingzong looked at him and asked softly, "Isn't Xiao Jia any good about other poems?"

Li Yifu: "..."

Jia Pingan's poems are classics, the key is that this person can compose poems on any subject, and they are classics when they come out.

Ren Yaxiang drank excitedly and got up to dance.

After jumping for a long time, he came back and picked up the wine glass to drink again, and said slightly drunk: "Everyone, Liaodong has been flattened, and then there will be Tubo and Turks. The great Tang army is at its peak, and the leader is Pi Yi. Tubo is also the enemy!" But the old man thinks that sooner or later the Tang Dynasty will make them bow their heads."

Master Xu Yu said with a smile: "If that's the case, the old man will carry books, an ox cart with fine wine, and travel all over this great river and mountain."

"Let's go together!"

People toast.

"For the Tang Dynasty!"

Poems and prose were continuously recited, the singing was high-pitched, and the entire Qujiang Pond was immersed in the ecstasy of the victory.

Wei Qingyi stood there, people around often saw her, they all regarded it as her territory, and no one came to disturb her.

Wei Qingyi glanced at the chancellors, "Sure enough, it's a romantic affair."