Datang broom star

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What is human nature is easiest to see when drunk.

The officials bowed their hands and said goodbye.

Jia Ping'an leaned against the wall, thinking of Li Ji's current smug mood, he couldn't help but smile.

This break-up can be called a ground-breaking blow. When the small circle despised Li Ji and the emperor, it was a blatant blow.

"Cousin should be promoted this time."

No one would have imagined that the behind-the-scenes driver of this incident had such a simple purpose, just to allow his cousin to counterattack.

"I met Master Yang!"

Cangbu, when the news came, the Lingshi in the duty room stood up and cupped their hands, congratulating respectfully.

Yang Deli got up, a little dazed, and then picked up the book he had just copied, "Wait, I'll talk about it after reading it."

He didn't heave a sigh of relief until he finished reading and found no problem.

After leaving the duty room, the officials outside cupped their hands one after another, "Congratulations, Master Yang."

Yang Deli cupped his hands with a smile, and murmured: "Auntie, you can see it"

Xiaya, Jia Pingan led the horse out of the imperial city, and there were many officials getting on the horse.

"Yiliyue!"

Impatiently, Ah Bao urged Master Jia to come up, so that he could compete with those coquettish sluts.

"Xiao Jia!"

Cui Jian also came out.

wipe!

Since it's half a step late!

Pushing the chest to make a shot, Jia Pingan couldn't avoid it, and was ravaged a lot.

"As for your cousin, someone in the bureaucracy tried to trip you up."

Chest urging is very heroic, but he just said this, but he didn't say that he intercepted those birdmen.

"Going to drink?" Cuo Chest seemed to be in high spirits today.

Hey!

Jia Pingan nodded.

When others give you face, you have to return other people's face.If you are arrogant and shameless, once or twice, even if you are a beautiful and handsome man, even if you are a big boss, people will still ignore you.

The so-called face is given by others and lost by oneself, and this is what is being said.

For Cui Jian's treat, Jia Pingan had no choice of place, so when he saw Wuxianglou, he couldn't help but want to vomit blood.

The bustard of Wuxianglou is Baiqi's informant, and Yaxiang successfully gained a firm foothold among the top courtesans in Chang'an City by relying on a few poems written by Master Jia.

But Jia Ping'an likes to relax when he comes to places like this, and he feels tired when he has interests.

"Jia Lang!"

Just before reaching the door, the long-lost bustard teleported out with a loud shout that shook the world.

Forget it, Cui Jian frowned.

But then the bustard grabbed Jia Ping'an's arm and said tearfully, "Jia Lang, someone wrote a poem before and it was sung in a brothel, but Yaxiang refused and was laughed at."

Jia Pingan smiled, "That's a great talent, I want to hear it too."

He felt that his luck was very good. If it was a few decades later, those poets of the Tang Dynasty would not be able to copy it even if he could copy it.

Whether it is frontier poems or graceful poems, those geniuses can make him feel ashamed.There are also the heroic Li Taibai and Du Fu

Cui Jian was originally watching from the sidelines, thinking that Jia Ping'an was a young poet with great talent, and he would definitely be upset when he saw an opponent appearing, and then he said something proudly.

But Jia Pingan smiled and praised the man.

He thought back to when he was a teenager. At that time, whenever he felt that he had composed a good poem, he wanted to let the whole world know about it.

Xiao Jia is indeed a modest gentleman.

But the bustard hugged Master Jia's arm tightly, and shouted as soon as she entered the door: "Yaxiang!"

There were many people in the lobby, who were laughing with their arms around the prostitutes, but now they all turned around and looked at the door.

On the second floor, Yaxiang looked down, and when she saw Jia Pingan who was brought in by the bustard, she couldn't help cheering, and then walked down quickly holding her skirt.

"Jia Lang!"

Yaxiang looked extremely excited, and took Jia Ping'an's other arm, "Jia Lang, Shangguanyi was about to leave earlier, and left a poem, everyone is applauding!"

Shangguanyi?

A man's appearance immediately appeared in Jia Pingan's mind.

Smile, kindly smile.

Even knowing the temperament of Shangguanyi in history, Jia Pingan still couldn't help feeling that this person should be this amiable.

Yaxiang recited the poem.

An excellent poem with a unique style.

At this moment, it can be called a unique existence.

Historically, Shangguanyi's poems have formed their own style, which has been imitated by countless people, and is called Shangguan style.

Shangguan Yi, who is currently serving as the secretary and young supervisor, is talented. After being admired by the stars for a while, it is said that she is a little complacent.

Jia Pingan knew this person's heels, so he didn't want to talk about it.

Finding a place to sit down, Cui Jian found two female prostitutes, hugging left and right, sipping wine and eating food, very free and easy.

Jia Pingan felt a little funny when Yaxiang whispered in her ear how she missed her for a while.

This girl wanted to get close to him wholeheartedly, so she came to Wuxianglou as a performer instead of selling herself.

But Master Jia was really busy, if it wasn't for Baiqi's guest house and one of Baiqi's sources of information, he wouldn't have come at all.