Datang broom star

"I will definitely let him get retribution!"

Jia Ping raised his glass, "Drink."

Li Jiao looked at him suddenly, and laughed like a flower blooming.

"You want to get me drunk and plot something wrong?"

You don't even bother to recommend yourself to Pillow Seat, you think so beautifully.Of course, it is impossible to recommend a pillow mat. This woman is quite scheming and uses this to lure him.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she knows that her capital should not be wasted, but Jia Pingan is not tempted, which makes Li Jiao angry, but there is nothing she can do.

"You drink too much."

Seeing Li Jiao's drunken eyes, Jia Ping'an was ready to collect the wine glass.

Snapped!

Li Jiao slapped his hand away and shouted, "I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

Jia Pingan went out with a smile.

Later, Li Jiao fell to the ground softly.

She woke up slowly the next day, clutching her forehead and moaning.

"My head hurts!"

She patted her forehead, sat up abruptly, touched her body up and down, and then felt in a daze whether there was any abnormality in her body.

"Fortunately, he didn't take the opportunity to eat it."

"Li Jiao, Li Jiao, when did you become so indulgent?"

She warned herself seriously, and she couldn't help getting angry when she found out that she had slept in a drinking place last night.

"Why don't you get a woman to help me into bed?"

Jia Ping'an's voice came from outside, "Clean up and go back today."

Li Jiao was taken aback.

She stumbled to the door, "Why?"

"Why don't you go back and study here? I have a lot of things to do and I don't have time."

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "But it's all right?"

"It turns out that you deliberately got me drunk."

Only then did Li Jiao know Jia Ping'an's intentions.

But the mental state recovered overnight, I really want to thank Jia Ping'an.

"Thank you, Duke Wuyang."

"There are thousands of things in the world, and there are countless things to experience in a person's life. If everything is hysterical and violent, what are you doing alive? Is life interesting?"

"You're still young."

Jia Pingan felt that she should not be blinded by hatred.

Li Jiao crossed her arms, bowed her head and said, "My aunt is very gentle. When I was sick when I was young, my aunt stayed up all night and stayed by my side, singing songs. My aunt jumped for joy when I recovered... …even danced to celebrate. Mamma…beautiful.”

There were drops of water dripping from her face, one drop after another.

"I have lived in Luoyang for many years. The year before last, Auntie said that I was growing up. She took me back to Chang'an, and went to Changsun Wuji to ask about my future..."

"The first time A Niang went, she came back with a pale face and forced a smile. The second time I went... there was a slap on her face. The third and last time, A Niang went to the eldest grandson's house..."

Li Jiao raised her head, sniffed, "I never came back."

"I waited for her at home, but I couldn't wait no matter how long I waited. I went to the eldest grandson's house, but was turned away."

She stared at the void, "I just thought my mother would come back!"

Poor baby!

Jia Pingan said lightly: "The deceased is dead, you still have to live, don't be immersed in such emotions. Pack up and get ready to go."

Yang Qing sent them out of Luoyang City with a look of joy!

"Mr. Wuyang, go slowly! Come back later."

Jia Pingan smiled and said, "So I'll come back tomorrow."

Yang Qing was bluffed, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hahahaha!"

Jia Pingan smiled happily.

When passing by Sanmenxia, ​​Jia Pingan saw that the peasants were still building the plank road, so he searched for it.

Yan Liben is writing and drawing.

"Yan Gong!"

"Mr. Wuyang."

Yan Liben raised his head, "When did you come? Come on, let's talk. The old man is more and more interested in your new study."

Jia Ping took a look, and what Lao Yan painted turned out to be Sanmenxia.

wipe!

What are you waiting for?

Jia Pingan rolled up the paper calmly.

"I'm anxious on the way back, and I can use it if I can't say it!"

This guy is so shameless, Yan Liben pointed at him and scolded with a smile: "The paper from the old man's house, as long as there are ink stains on it, all swarm to fight for it. So that some people are often squatting outside the house, seeing the servants of the old man's house coming out to take out the trash , just circle around, and split up all the garbage in twos and threes."

Do you think you are Tang Bohu?

No, Lao Yan seems to be more powerful than Tang Bohu, not only a great painter, but also an architect.And Tang Bohu seems to be most famous for his erotic palace?

The two went down the mountain wall and pointed to the plank road under construction to communicate with each other.