Datang broom star

Chapter 892

This turmoil has continued.

The book was sent around the world on a fast horse, and the Chang'an area was the first to boil.

Those tenant farmers fled first, and those who donated went to the government to file a lawsuit, trying to get their fields back.It was posted by a powerful and powerful family, and they hurriedly asked for their fields and servants back

Mess!

When everyone learned that this matter was proposed by Li Yifu, Li Yifu's family was cursed by countless people, and it was unavoidable to tie villains.

But the benefits are too many.

First of all, Fang Wai was no longer in a miasma, and the real practitioners stayed.

And the secular imperial power also lost a huge opponent, taking back a large number of fields and numerous taxes.

Jia Ping'an went to the imperial city early in the morning.

Li Yifu is also here

I go!

Jia Pingan couldn't help but stare blankly.

What is Li Yifu covered in?

It stinks!

Yoneda total?

"vomit!"

Li Yifu got off his horse in embarrassment, "vomit! Quick, vomit for the old man, clothes, clothes"

Li Yifu was thrown a lot of shit.

To be a king's dog must have such awareness.

Jia Pingan happily entered the Ministry of War.

Ren Yaxiang personally made him a cup of tea.

"This time is quite dangerous, the prince made a move, you stood up resolutely, the old man is very pleased and admired."

Ren Yaxiang felt that he was old, "I thought about it a lot at the time, but I never thought of agreeing to this matter. Afterwards, I reflected on myself, and I still cherish the feathers and dare not offend Fang Wai."

Wu Kui asked very curiously: "Mr. Jia was indifferent to many things in the past, why did he speak out about this matter?"

Jia Pingan picked up the teacup, "Those personnel matters are trivial."

Later he finished his tea and slipped away.

Wu Kui was puzzled, "Mr. Jia said something so trivial, I don't know what it means."

Ren Ya Xiangyu said earnestly: "He meant that he had to continue to do such small things regardless of the Ministry of War, but this matter is so important that he stepped forward."

Don't look for me for small things, if you don't look for big things, I will come out!

This is the attitude of Master Jia.

Then went to the princess mansion.

"Ah! Xiao Jia passed by here five times without entering. He is even stronger than Dayu. I admire him so much."

Gao Yang sneered.

"Dalang."

Jia Pingan waved at Li Shuo.

Now that Li Shuo is grown up, he can't call him Jia Laosan, otherwise the child will think about it.

"Aye!"

Li Shuo is very well-behaved, and Jia Pingan was a little dissatisfied when he saw it, "I have only been there for more than a year, why did you teach the children that there is no aura, it is rigid."

Gao Yang froze for a moment, "This is how the palace teaches children."

"Are you in the palace?"

Jia Pingan frowned, "Don't suppress the child's nature too much."

Gao Yang didn't speak, and after Jia Pingan played with the child for half an hour later, he asked someone to take Li Shuo out to play.

What are you going to do?

Jia Pingan has spent more than a year in the Western Regions recharging his energy, but now he feels a little guilty.

Gao Yang got up

The bed shakes, the waves turn red

Jia Ping was squeezed dry.

Panting feebly.

Gao Yang's winking eyes were like silk, "Can my husband still do it?"

Jia Pingan shook his head, and said with a dying voice, "The water should flow long and thin, and you can't fish when it's exhausted."

Gao Yang lay on his chest, his black hair was messed up.

"Xiao Jia, husband"

"Ok!"

Jia Pingan responded weakly.

Gao Yang said softly: "If I go in the future, everything I have will be given to Da Lang, but many of these properties are related to the royal family. If Da Lang raises him according to ordinary methods, I worry that he will be bullied."

"Still early"

Jia Pingan said confidently, "You and I will have another five or sixty years to live."

Gao Yang shook his head, "It's better to plan earlier, Dalang will have to enter the palace often in the future, if you don't understand those twists and turns, don't you feel sorry for the loss?"

Jia Pingan caressed her smooth back, the veins on her forehead were throbbing, "Can't Da Lang find something he likes to do?"