Datang broom star

The man was stunned, "This is your strength. You can call the living dead, and the dead are alive. Is our family going to be prosperous?"

The woman slapped him hard, and said with a smile on her face, "Mr. Jia is my nobleman."

The two left the city slowly.

A Jingguan is starting construction three miles away from the city.

The Jingguan gradually piled up into a mountain, and someone built a herringbone ladder on the side. Master Jia worked hard to build the Jingguan higher and bigger.

One after another, the corpses were sent up the ladder, and then thrown on the top

Chapter 883 Datang is here to rescue you

Since Jingguan was invented, it has always been famous for its image of a mound.

The so-called mound must not be high.In this era, it is impossible to make Jingguan very high.

But the low level of Beijing view is intolerable to Master Jia, too low is not enough to shock people's hearts.

So he used all the tools such as the herringbone ladder, and even piled up mounds beside the Jingguan, put the corpses on the mound, and threw them on the top of the Jingguan

Just like this step by step, when the Jingguan was completed, Jia Pingan looked at it intoxicated, and praised: "It's so beautiful, it would be great if there was a crane."

The corner of Shen Qiu's mouth twitched slightly, "Someone is saying that the height of your Jingguan is unprecedented, and there will be no one since."

"No, no, no! Although he is currently the highest, one must not lose his aggressiveness." Jia Pingan felt that he still had many shortcomings in the way of Jingguan, and he needed to improve slowly.

"I'm afraid there won't be many chances in the future." Shen Qiu felt that this fellow was a lunatic, "Now the Tang Dynasty's enemies are only Tibetans and Turkic people, so how can there be many opportunities to build temples in the capital?"

"Who said that?" Jia Pingan asked puzzled.

"Is there anyone else?" Shen Qiu said indifferently: "The only enemies of Great Tang are these two."

"Old Shen, you have a bad mentality." Jia Pingan shook his head, "You only saw the land, but you ignored the fact that the sea is on the other side of the sea."

On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of

"You mean the Wa country?" Shen Qiu's body shook, and he said in disbelief: "Are you still thinking about that tiny country?"

The last time Jia Pingan burned 10 troops to death, he was made a devil by the Wa people.Afterwards, the monarchs and ministers in the DPRK and China avoided talking about the Wa country, because they felt that such a small country was not worthy of the Tang Dynasty sending out a large army to conquer.But Jia Ping'an persisted, and even said that Wa had a lot of gold and silver, and he cursed and swore that there would be.

"A small country is also a scourge."

Jia Pingan glanced into the distance.

He is looking forward to the day when he goes to sea. This time, no one can compete with him for the right to lead the army.

The sudden extreme silence around him made Jia Pingan a little unaccustomed to it.

"Let's go back."

After staying up all night, it's a good time to catch up on sleep.

Turning around, he saw a group of people.

Those Shule people glanced at him and quickly lowered their heads.

That look!

It was like seeing a demon.

"A terrible killer."

"They said that wherever the killer went, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Last night, the corpses in the city were piled up like mountains, and there were pools of blood everywhere. It was a terrifying sea of ​​corpses and blood."

"Look at that mountain of corpses. They say it's called Jingguan, which has been handed down from the Central Plains."

"I can not see"

"Take a look, those Tubo people and those rebels are sealed inside, and the same is true for the soul, a terrible killer."

A woman looked up at Jingguan, covered her mouth and let out an exclamation.

She also pulled the corpses and made a lot of money, and she was not afraid at that time.But now when looking at this mound of sealed soil, a chill came up from his back, all the way to the back of his head.

A woman shouted from the side.

"Those rebels said that the Tang people were violent and innocent, so they rebelled, but wait and see that they colluded with the brutal Tibetans and Turks. This is not a rebellion, it is bought by the enemy. They betrayed us and the Shu If Shule was captured by the Tubo and Turks last night, what will be our fate? We will be enslaved by them!"

The woman shouted, "Don't say anything immoral about the people of the Tang Dynasty. The officials in the Tang Dynasty are more honest than the original officials. Shule has lived and worked in peace and contentment since then, but why did he collude with outsiders to rebel? Don't they know that there will be rivers of blood? They know it, but why do they still do it?"

Everyone around looked at her.

The woman said angrily: "Once successful, the Tubo and Turkic people will give them high officials and generous salaries, and give them money, but what about us? What about those who died? They have become stepping stones for them to get promoted and get rich!"

Jia Pingan, who had just entered the city gate, looked back and saw the woman's impassioned shouts, so he felt that he had chosen the right person.

"Such means..." Wang Chunyang felt that this matter was a bit painful. "It's a bit of a joke. It's better to build a landscape and kill two rebels. It's more useful and shocking."

"People's hearts are like water, and killing is like building a dam to stop it, but the water will gradually rise and eventually overflow the dam." Jia Pingan felt that these sticks were too tough, which was not good, "It won't last long."

He yawned and returned to his residence.

The courtyard of the residence has been cleaned up, but the smell of blood still exists.

The woman knelt inside the door and got up to meet him when she saw him coming.

"The slave has prepared hot water for bathing and new clothes"

"Brother."

Li Jingye came, and there were still blood scabs all over his body. Jia Pingan slapped it away, and cursed: "I don't know how to take a bath and change clothes, does the smell of blood smell good?"

Li Jingye chuckled, "Last night, two rebels entered my side, and I threw them into the well and drowned. I'm afraid the water won't be used soon."

"You stick, you die if you kill it, why throw it into the well?"

Jia Pingan was about to be pissed off by him, "Just wash it here, but you can't wear my clothes, so ask someone to get them."

Li Jingye looked confused, "Those clothes have been worn and haven't been washed yet."

I want to hit someone!

Jia Pingan covered his forehead, "Tell the two captives to wash them, and throw them into the well if they are not clean."

At this time, Jia Ping'an deeply understood Li Ji's views on this grandson.

As long as you can do it, you can't teach it.