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Chapter 104: Sit and talk about the Tao, how to practice it

Wei Yang smiled kindly. Seeing an old man trembling, he staggered down the steps with a charming little woman. His wide robe and big sleeves could not cover his fear, and he almost fell to the ground with one step.

Oh, this is not a big deal. I don’t have the money to suppress you!

With the idea of ​​not spending money, Wei Yang held his hands and smiled: "The government is so polite, and I dare not be a polite person."

Jiao Fang stood beside him with a stinging hand and asked, "The General is here to visit..."

"It's nothing," Wei Yang turned around, "Your servant was swaying around the city, saying that he was looking for your grandson. I asked the five cities of the military officers to find you and bring you to see you."

Jiao Fang said, now he was completely relieved.

He is most afraid of two.

First of all, of course, he, a transparent man in the court, didn't notice that he had offended this big devil.

The second is his son, who is not a good person in the browned yellow, often acts miserable outside. Even though he is old, he is also a romantic figure.

If it weren't for these two things, Jiao Fang wouldn't realize that something big happened.

Besides, if he knew his grandson, it would be impossible for him to do something that was unreasonable.

That was a singular man who was fucking against his father!

Jiao Fang's heart was very calm, and there was no alcohol in the burnt yellow. Seeing Wei Yang looking around, he seemed to have no intention of leaving immediately, Jiao Fang had to say: "Your Majesty's gift, the old minister is just grateful for his offerings. The New Year's Eve dinner has not been used yet. Thank you for your hard work, the old minister should do it..."

"Okay, look." Wei Yang raised his legs and walked towards the waiting room.

Jiao Fang's breathing stagnated. Is this a shame?

He shrank his neck and walked away against the base of the wall. He didn't dare to face these cruel people.

But before leaving, he pointed at the old woman, and it was his wife.

The old woman shed tears, but she didn't dare to speak.

"Your son has left, but you are drinking and having fun at home. Instead, it is the blame for the woman. If you don't think about the big brothers, I will drive you out of the house!" Jiao Fang was furious.

As soon as he stopped under his burnt-yellow feet, he leaned against the wall and drilled a little into the places where the light could not be shined.

Wei Yang went into the living room of Jiao’s family and took a look and praised: “After all, I am an old minister. I know that the country is in trouble and I have to spend money everywhere. People who are doing the New Year do not light more candles at home. This is a lesson for the court officials, and the officials are also an example.”

Jiao Fang was complaining in her heart. If she hadn't learned that you, the devil, came here, who would have put out the fire and celebrated the New Year in the dark?

He followed the people to look at Wei Yang carefully. Seeing that his expression was completely different from falsehood, he couldn't help but feel shocked and said secretly: "After that, I am still too young. Since that's the case, why not do this and do this so that I can teach these young people how to know my methods?"

Wei Yang had no idea that he was just a young and energetic man, but he didn't know that he had so many plans.

After walking around the living room, the screen was old, but it was a good thing from the former Song Dynasty. There was still a fragrance on the candlestick that was not enough to be removed. He remembered that it seemed to be a relatively expensive spice that had a taste.

There is also the wine pot that has not been wiped off. Do you think I really can't see that you just arranged it?

"Okay, Tongzheng is a frugal person," Wei Yang praised, "In a few days, I have nothing to do, I will write a memorial, and Milliliters talk about the old ministers living in this area. Frugality mainly depends on frugality, which can be an example."

Jiao Fang smiled apologized and said, "The old minister doesn't like extravagance."

"Good habit," Wei Yang turned around and asked, "Since there is such a good official, why didn't the people sent by the Jinyiwei report secretly?"

Jiao Fang's eyes turned dark, and the messy things in his house were scary. He didn't know which one was a spy of the Jinyiwei, but no matter which one it was, he must know that he was temporarily replaced - maybe the one who changed these was a spy of the Jinyiwei. He had long felt that the old housekeeper who had been with him for fifty years had something wrong!

"But there are still some valuable items. Your Majesty has rewarded them. In addition to purchasing land in his hometown, the old minister also bought some of them. However, they are not fun on weekdays, so the general doesn't know anything." Jiao Fang hurriedly turned the sentence down.

Wei Yang still didn't understand and was amazed.

Jiao Fang hurriedly asked someone to arrange the meal, but the little woman changed into elegant clothes and came to persuade her with hot tea.

Gu

This little woman is a little angry, but she is angry that Jiao Fang does not know the benefits and interests. She has given her a few winks. If you are willing to say such a good opportunity, "I am willing to serve the general", you may be able to be replaced by a minister tomorrow, but this old boy is ignorant and can only say "the family is frugal." It is very unreasonable, which can teach the little woman to be so annoyed.

Wei Yang responded without a single mouthful. He listened to the number of people at the footsteps of several nearby families. He ate a cup of tea, got up and said goodbye.

This Lao Jiao is not a talent that can be used.

Jiao Fang didn't know that even though he knew, he might not be willing to deal with him. He just waited for Wei Yang to leave the gate before turning back and instructed: "I'll be here to stay up to the New Year, so you can go and rest."

The little woman complained: "Master, how noble is the Duke of Qin? My family will not open the middle door to greet you or treat you. If it is spread, others will say that the whole court will not like the Western Army since the Jiao family. How can the master deal with it?"

Jiao Fang's eyes turned dark, and only then did she notice that the middle door of his house was still tightly closed.

It's over.

This door can only be opened when welcoming our ancestors.

This ancestor also includes the emperor.

But nowadays, there are more than ten or eight more ancestors, and one of them is visiting tonight.

If the middle door is not opened, we will welcome the other person through the side door. If this is to be heard, it will really become a harsh treatment of the Western Army by all the civil and military officials of the court. It started with his Jiao family.

This is amazing!

Jiao Fang wiped her tears and began to think about drafting her own begging bones on New Year's Eve.

Wei Yang left the Jiao family and moved around here again. He knew what the quality of life here was.

Nie Ziyi said: "These people are hateful."

"Their lives are not extremely extravagant. Compared with the kings, these people still have some shame." Wei Yang said.

He thought Nie Ziyi was talking about Jiao Fang's family using the utensils that they had not been cleaned up to pretend to be frugal.

Nie Ziyi cursed: "The general was going to the main gate when he entered and left the imperial city. What was this group of people? The middle gate was not open, and he only greeted him with the side gate. It was really hateful."

Wei Yang was stunned. He hadn't thought of this problem yet.

So what can I do when I walk through the main entrance?

"When it comes to the beginning, is there any difference between raiding the house and extermination of the tribe at the front door?" Wei Yang said with a smile.

Nie Ziyi was stunned.

At this moment, an old voice shouted: "Since the Duke of Qin is here, why not come in and talk?"

Whose family?

Wei Yang looked at it and Nie Ziyi reported: "The Prince's Wang Family."

Wang Shu?

"Well, this old man has sweared at me, he lost," Wei Yang smiled, "I guess he is a saint again this time, I don't understand what kind of saint he is."

Then where are we going?

"Go to the military camp." Wei Yang waved his hand, "Sitting and talking is not my ability, but doing something real is my ability. If the old master Taifu is so nervous, he can criticize the kings. They are unfilial! So far, even those who dig their ancestral graves. Taizu Taizong has no idea what to do in the spring, so there is no worry, and so much anxiety!"

Wang Shu took a breath, was I plotted against this guy again?

Didn't that be plotted again?

Wei Yang was just a mouthful of Zixia’s true energy, and he wore these words all over the city!
Chapter completed!
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