Datang broom star

"understood."

A lot of people gathered behind the square gate, it was getting dark at the moment, a group of people were talking nonsense, you said what to do today, I said what to do today.

"Boss Song, can you stop making such a big fuss at night with your mother? It's so noisy that people can't sleep."

"If you can't sleep, you can toss with the lady! If you have the ability, you can toss it so hard that I can't sleep."

Yang Deli came, with a straight face, the two men who were showing off their abilities in bed stopped.

"Meet Yang Yushi."

The deterrent power of the censor is much stronger than that of the kind Duke Jia.

"Ping An, just so I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

Yang Deli has a beard now, but it is a bit sparse, and he is thin, so he looks like a traitor.

He twirled a few beards, "Your Majesty is ill again. I heard you say that your Majesty's illness is related to diet. It must be bland, and the other is female sex."

Jia Pingan nodded.

The diet must be light, and women should not be indulged, not to mention chaste, but restraint.

"Cousin, why do you ask this?"

"Ask whatever you want."

Yang Deli's eyes became more stern.

Jia Pingan went to the Ministry of Industry.

"Yan Gong!"

Yan Liben, who was in the guard room, heard the voice and said, "Yesterday it was said that the old man was treating me, so why didn't Xiao Jia come?"

Throughout the ages, releasing pigeons has always been an abominable thing.

Jia Pingan entered the guard room and said with a smile, "I'm worried that Mr. Yan won't be able to eat."

"The old man's mind is full of those projects, eat well and sleep well."

Yan Liben felt that this guy was amusing himself.

Jia Pingan sat down, "The Ministry of Industry is about to let go of its hands and feet."

"what for?"

Yan Liben put down the blueprint in his hand, Jia Pingan glanced at it, it turned out to be the blueprint of the main hall.

"Shipbuilding." Jia Pingan picked up the blueprint and looked at it, "Yesterday I went to the palace to ask His Majesty, and His Majesty promised to restore the original share of shipbuilding."

This is good for the Ministry of Industry.

Lao Yan, give me a favor!

Jia Pingan said with piercing eyes: "Mr. Yan, another painting? This time I want a figure painting. For example, last time Yan Gong went to Zhaoling to offer a prisoner. Here is one? But can you highlight it?"

Jia Ping raised his eyebrows.

Yan Liben's painting: Presentation of Prisoners in Zhaoling Mausoleum.There are a group of enemy chieftains and many soldiers in the painting. The most prominent of the emperor's important ministers is a general.

Looking at later generations, isn't this the general Jia Ping'an?

Gee!

The joy of this vanity gratification!

Lao Tzu wants to live forever.

Yan Liben looked at him with a calm expression, and suddenly grabbed the blueprint, and said lightly: "Last time, this old man mentioned too much about shipbuilding, and he lost all face when he was reprimanded by Minister of the Household Department Lu Chengqing. Although Lu Chengqing left, the Household Department Those who are stingy will not bow their heads. You have to know that if you can save some expenses, it is convenient for them, and it is their political achievements, so it is very interesting to lie to the old man?"

This young man has gone bad!

Yan Liben shook his head and sighed, and continued to look at the drawing, Xiao Jia, where are you going.

Jia Pingan smiled instead of anger, "Mr. Yan, what if it is done? That painting"

Yan Liben said absent-mindedly: "If it is done, I will draw a picture of presenting prisoners in Zhaoling for you."

"A word from a gentleman." Jia Pingan's eyes lit up.

"Come on!" Yan Liben said casually.

I'm going to get rich!

Jia Ping'an was overjoyed.

"Cough! Shangshu."

The waiter Huang Wan came.

Seeing that Jia Ping'an was also there, he nodded in greeting, "Cough! Thank you, Duke Jia."

Yan Liben raised his head and smiled, "Why are you thanking him? Did he give you good tea?"

Huang Wan likes to drink tea, and he was one of the first fans after Jia's fried tea came out.

Huang Wanwan took a step forward and said happily, "Ahem! Shangshu, just now someone from the imperial court came, saying that the original number of ships was to be restored, and the Ministry of Industry hastened to get it done."

Yan Liben was startled, and slowly looked at Jia Pingan.

Jia Pingan's eyes were calm, even calm.

"Those craftsmen have to use their work to support them. If there are not enough ships for them to build, they will gradually become unfamiliar with Xiao Jia."

Yan Liben suddenly thought of what he had promised earlier.

"You did it on purpose!" He pointed at Jia Ping'an and said with a smile, "You Jia Ping'an, you actually used words to tease the old man. The scene of presenting the captives in Zhaoling was huge. Is this trying to drain the old man's hard work?"

"Painting is an act of cultivating sentiment."

Of course Jia Pingan would not admit it, so he changed the subject by re-talking.

"Yan Gong, do you have blueprints for the ships originally built by the Ministry of Industry?"

"Yes." Huang Wan nodded.