Datang broom star

The atmosphere on both sides gradually became tense, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

There are few people in Baiqi, but there are many people on the other side, but Bao Dong is not afraid.

"Uncle Wuyang is here."

Jia Pingan was dressed in plain clothes and was escorted in. Seeing this tense situation, he asked, "Why?"

Bao Dong pointed to Yang Dashu and said: "Uncle Wuyang, Yang Dashu captured the yellow tiger earlier, but the people in the punishment department said it was their credit and refused to let go."

Zhou Xing sneered and said: "Under the eyes of everyone, those people in the neighborhood know that it is people from our Criminal Department who are searching. How shameless are you, Baiqi?"

How much is face worth?

Jia Pingan felt that this matter needed to be dealt with forcefully, so he put on a straight face, "I will take him away, if you refuse to accept it, let Wang Qi come to Baiqi."

This is shameless!

At this moment, someone from the crowd of onlookers said, "I am Yang Dingyuan, the assistant teacher of Guozijian. I saw that people from the Ministry of Punishment rounded up criminals, but Baiqi took advantage of it."

An accident happened.

Zhou Xing sneered and said, "Master Wang knew that you, Jia Ping'an, are shameless, so he invited Assistant Teacher Yang to watch this matter. Assistant Professor Yang is highly respected and famous outside the region. In front of him, you Baiqi is shameless. Look back? This memorandum will not enter the palace, and you, Jia Ping'an, will lose face."

Wang Qi has learned to be smart, and he has also learned to be shady.

The thin Yang Dingyuan came out and pointed at Jia Pingan with his halberd, "In front of this old man, you Baiqi dared to talk nonsense. The old man is here today, you can wait and see what's wrong."

Bao Dong's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle Wu Yang, this person has a bad temper, likes to make troubles, he will never let you go..."

It is the temperament of not letting go when they catch something. Generally, no one dares to provoke this kind of people. It's not that they can't be provoked, but they can't be pestered.

This is mine for me...

Jia Pingan said flatly, "Hundred riders are His Majesty's hundred riders."

The person who runs a casino must be smart and be able to observe his words, otherwise he will die on the street sooner or later.

The Ministry of Punishment is a yamen, and it is menacing.Baiqi is the emperor's Baiqi... The Ministry of Criminal Affairs can be shameless in doing things, but under the eyes of everyone, the emperor has to scruple on face.

The key is that Li Zhi has a good reputation, and everyone says he is kind.

The yellow tiger was taken aback... he would definitely be tortured if he went to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, what do they want?Most likely a gambler had an accident, so I would be unlucky even if I confessed.

But Baiqi was different, the emperor would not care about a vicious leader, the key is... Jia Ping'an's reputation is too loud.

Huanghuhu shouted in his heart: "It was Baiqi's men who captured me, but the people from the Ministry of Punishment wanted to snatch me from Baiqi's grasp."

Zhou Xing's face turned red, "Convert black and white, you bastard, I'll kill you!"

Bao Dong blocked the yellow tiger and sneered, "Who do you want to kill?"

Sure enough, the people from the Ministry of Criminal Justice had murderous intentions towards me... Huang Hu couldn't help thanking himself for his wisdom. So he voluntarily surrendered, but the Ministry of Punishment refused...so he fought."

Zhou Xing was about to explode, "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

My reputation is so good?Repaying grievances with kindness, yes, this is the result of those few times of fooling... Sure enough, good people are rewarded with good things, and Jia Pingan didn't hesitate, "Take it away."

Yang Dingyuan was originally invited by Wang Qi to help him punch, and he could make Jia Pingan lose face, but Huang Hu retorted, and he immediately sat on the wax.

But as a well-known troll, Yang Dingyuan's fighting power is not in vain. He sneered and said: "This is the result of threats and lures. What kind of talents are invincible, I think they are deceiving the world and stealing fame!"

This is the call to arms.

Jia Pingan glanced at him, "You are..."

This is an interrogative sentence.

Thinking that I, Yang Dingyuan, are well-known, you, Jia Pingan, humiliated the old man like this... Yang Dingyuan roared: "Traitor, you are just a farmer's son, and you think you are unparalleled after writing a few crooked poems. The old man tells you, you Not even close.

You go ask why?What is a great talent?The old man has been in the Imperial College for many years, and the world is full of peaches and plums. How can a traitor like you compare to him? "

Don't talk about things, but say that you have a lot of writing. Most of these people feel that they are underappreciated, full of complaints, and like to complain when they meet people.

What's the use of arguing with him?

Jia Pingan didn't even look at him, "Let's go back."

This is complete disregard.

Yang Dingyuan smiled and said, "Traitor, are you speechless?"

Is this old thief looking for death?

Jia Pingan's heart moved.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "I believe in Uncle Wuyang!"

This cry was deafening.

When they turned their heads, they saw a woman shouting.

Under the eyes of everyone, the woman's face turned red, but she still said stubbornly: "Uncle Wuyang made a method of castrating the piglet so that we can also afford meat. I don't understand the truth, I only know who can make me eat meat." Life at home is easy, whoever is a great talent. That gentleman, what have you done for us?"

This is the most simple value in the world: whoever treats me well, I will treat him well.

Yang Dingyuan was not angry either, and said disdainfully: "How can you understand the old man's articles and poems?"

Jia Ping’an’s words are somewhat familiar: My articles have deep connotations, including the exposure and reflection on human nature, and the lashing out at social evils...you can’t understand it for ordinary people.

The woman was startled, she didn't understand these things, so she asked: "Is it possible to eat articles, poems and Fu?"

"cannot!"

"Hahahaha!"

Someone is laughing.

Yang Dingyuan flicked his sleeves and said disdainfully, "I'm not polite."

This is more tactful... you bunch of illiterates!

The woman asked anxiously: "Is it true that Uncle Wuyang's poems and prose are not as good as him?"

Most of these people are illiterate, and they are dumbfounded when they mention this.

A few children were watching the excitement from the sidelines. Seeing that it was quiet, they clapped their hands and stood up to sing.

"Looking at the moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it's frost on the ground. Looking up at the mountains, looking down at my hometown."