Datang broom star

"You make it easier to hold grudges."

Jia Pingan ordered: "Torture him for all kinds of crimes."

After some torture, the man couldn't bear it anymore, and all kinds of words jumped out.

"I have had an affair with Shangguan's woman...for more than ten years."

What the hell!

This is really bold.

"I corrupted a lot of money..."

Jia Pingan turned around and said contemptuously: "If I think about it, I can make him notorious. If the people of Kucha are steadfast and unyielding, they will not bow their heads to welcome the arrival of Tang Dynasty. People here, let your heart loose!"

Bitmother's prose is still scattered.

A woman pouted a few times, a man picked up a clod of soil and smashed it, and more people cursed, looking at Jia Pingan with gratitude.

Bao Dong was dumbfounded, "If it's in Datang... even if it's a corrupt official, it's still a corrupt official in Datang, and outsiders can't touch him if they want to touch him."

Lei Hong said as a matter of course: "That's natural. Even if our people are heinous, it's not up to outsiders to take action."

"gone."

Jia Pingan took the second general Heng Ha to the prison.

"Let go!"

Jia Pingan is concise and to the point.

The jailer had a headache, so he asked Zhang Hui for instructions.

"Marquis of Wuyang!"

Zhang Hui rushed over and said with a wry smile, "At least he killed someone, so wait a while."

"Wait for a while?"

Jia Pingan said lightly: "Whoever refuses to accept, let him come to find me."

"There will be criticisms from Bu Shibi."

Zhang Hui said in a low voice: "He is the King of Kucha after all, and he has to give face."

"Then go ask."

Jia Pingan watched curiously in the prison.

dark!

In order to prevent the prisoners from escaping, there are no windows.

The only light comes from the door.

Once the door is closed, there is only a faint light coming in through the crack of the door.

After deciding to immigrate, Zhang Hui was transferred to the Anxi Protectorate to be in charge of immigration affairs.

He used to be an official in Chang'an, so he naturally knew Jia Ping'an.

Literary and elegant, as a general is also quite amazing.

But this is civil affairs, and it cannot be handled by military means, otherwise it will trigger a backlash.

He pondered for a long time, "Marquis Wuyang, it looks so good... There are a steady stream of immigrants, and a lot of houses need to be built, and Zhou Hu will be asked to work later, and he will have two meals a day, and he will not be allowed to go home... for three months. .”

This is labor!

The punishment for killing people is simply too light.

Zhou Hu was overjoyed, knelt down and said: "Thank you Zhang Changshi, Zhang Changshi is my Zhou family's benefactor, I will offer three sticks of incense every day."

"The old man is not dead!"

Zhang Hui said in a deep voice: "I never wanted to be selfish in Chang'an, but it's inevitable here... In the future, I will be born in An'an's family and settle down, and have more children... as many as we can. We are short of our own people, understand?"

Zhou Hu replied without a word, "I will have a dozen children with my wife later..."

"You treat your own wife as a pig!" Jia Pingan said angrily, "It's not good for a woman to have too many children. My own wife should take care of her. Don't give birth endlessly."

"There is still such a saying?" Zhang Hui was surprised, "This old man has eight children..."

Damn you... Jia Pingan asked, "How many lives have you lived? Is your wife okay?"

"Five lives." Zhang Hui looked sad, "My lady went last year."

In later generations, Jia Ping'an had relatives and gave birth to six children. I don't know what happened in between.

But that relative is farming, cooking and cleaning every day... he is very busy, and his health is amazing.

"Then give birth to seven."

Zhou Hu made a vow.

"How much you live is up to you."

Seeing that Jia Ping'an refused to leave, Zhang Hui explained: "Recently, Bu Shibi is a little dissatisfied. He feels that there are more and more officials in the Tang Dynasty, and his people have been excluded. I went to see him a few days ago, and he was still sarcastic. …Why bother to compete with him over this matter, in the end it will affect the immigration plan.”

There was a lot of noise outside.

"Open the door!"

someone shouted.

Then came the sound of heavy footsteps.

But it was gasps that came first.

Everyone looked at the door together.

When Bu Shibi appeared outside the door, those people were dumbfounded.

God!

Hit me with a stick.

Bu Shibi is the honorable king of Kucha, let alone a prison cell, he doesn't want to go to any dirty place.