Great Tang Broom Star: Chapter 783 undercover buddy

  Chapter 783 Undercover becomes a buddy

  In the residence, Zheng Yuandong sat down.

  It was getting dark outside the window, and the setting sun disappeared into the sky. The wind blew the window lattice.

   Knock knock knock!

  There is a knock on the door.

"Come in."

   Zheng Yuandong's voice was lifeless.

  The door was pushed open, and Yuan, the servant of Zheng Yuandong's home, came in.

   "Yuan Jin, you go now."

  Yuan Jin bowed, "Since you came to Xianggong's side four years ago, Xianggong has known your reason for coming."

  Boom!

  Zheng Yuandong suddenly stood up, his eyes were alert, and he glanced at the horizontal knife hanging on the wall.

  Yuan Jin didn't seem to notice, he said calmly: "Your every move is under the control of my husband. Five days ago, my husband called me and asked me to tell you... Tell Yuan Dong to live well."

   Zheng Yuandong's cheeks trembled slightly.

   "Master!"

  He covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.

   "Master!"

  There is no one faction at this moment.

  Elder Sun Wuji was honored by the first emperor as his number one hero, no matter whether it is Wenzhiwugong or martial arts, it is not ordinary. Zheng Yuandong has been by his side for several years, since he has already noticed it, why didn't he alienate him?

  There is only one possibility.

  Changsun Wuji wanted to pass on his words and deeds to the emperor through him.

  The old man has no regrets!

   Zheng Yuandong just sat there until dawn.

  His eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were blank.

   "What am I going to do next?"

   Changsun Wuji is gone, and his position is Changsun Wuji's personal staff, so naturally he is gone.

  But the world is so big, where should I go?

  He walked out of the house and wandered the street in a daze.

   "Mr. Zheng!"

   "Mr. Zheng!"

  Zheng Yuandong turned around in a daze.

   At some point, he came to the Iron Head Restaurant.

  How did this man lose his mind? Duoduo stood outside the restaurant, frowning at him.

   Zheng Yuandong staggered into the wine shop.

   "Want to drink?"

  Duo Duo started to practice calligraphy again.

  Zheng Yuandong shook his head, then nodded, and laughed at himself: "Maybe I should get drunk, so... that I can forget those sorrows and troubles."

   "Sad?" Duoduo was very curious. In her eyes, Zheng Yuandong is...how should I put it! He likes to secretly show off his literary talents and his foresight. How did he encounter such a thing?

   "Yes, but they are not relatives, but I am extremely sad."

   "Then have a drink."

  Duo Duo began to practice calligraphy.

   "Alcohol is something that can make people forget their worries. But after waking up after being drunk, this person will be even more sad."

  Zheng Yuandong smiled and said: "That's not bad, at least it's good to forget it overnight."

  Sorrow kills people, it's painful.

  He didn't want food either, so he just toasted and drank.

  Elder Sun Wuji treated him normally in the first year, but in the second year he was much better, and he often kept him by his side, and he did not shy away from him when doing things.

  At that time, he was still complacent, thinking that he was so skilled that he was able to deceive the important officials of the late emperor...

  But it was only yesterday that he realized that all of this was just a dream. Changsun Wuji knew his identity a long time ago, but still kept him. Otherwise, it only takes one accident to make him disappear from this world.

Live well!

  Zheng Yuandong drank the wine in the glass abruptly, closed his eyes, and tears gushed out of them.

Duoduo stopped writing and glanced at him, shaking his head, "I'm sad... I'm going to cry out loud. After Aye was stabbed to death, I cried for three days and three nights, almost blinded by crying. Much more comfortable."

  Zheng Yuandong wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and asked hoarsely, "Why?"

  While writing, Duoduo said calmly: "Because I know that when Aye left, I must be the one who worried the most. If I were heartbroken and muddled from now on, Aye's spirit in heaven would definitely be very anxious."

  Zheng Yuandong sniffed, "What if people die like a lamp goes out?"

   Duoduo looked at him with his head tilted, and suddenly smiled, smiling... If Jia Ping'an came, he must say that this smile is particularly healing.

  "If a person dies like a lamp goes out, then the dead are dead, and the living must continue to work hard to live."

   Zheng Yuandong stayed there, and after an unknown amount of time, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

  Duoduo shook his head.

   Zheng Yuandong looked at the restaurant, and suddenly asked: "Are you short of manpower here?"

  Duo Duoduo nodded, "Que, some brothers were persuaded by me to start a family and start a business, and to do business. Now there are no manpower in the wine shop, and there is no manpower outside."

  She continued to practice calligraphy.

   "I...I can help. No, I can do things."

  …

  Jia Pingan went to find Zheng Yuandong in vain. Nothing was missing in the house, and there was no sign of damage.

   "Is this person taken away honestly?"

  Old Zheng, don't blame me... It's not that I forgot you, but I was thinking of coming back after Changsun Wuji left, so as not to provoke my eyes and ears.

  He thought a lot, Zheng Yuandong used to like to go there most, and he didn't know what would happen to Duoduo after he disappeared.

  That girl...actually not bad!

  Jia Pingan arrived at the Iron Head Restaurant, and as soon as he entered, he saw a familiar person.

   "Old Zheng?"

   Zheng Yuandong in front of him was wiping the table in his buddy's clothes, working very hard... There was a stubborn stain on the table, and he was wiping it persistently.

   Zheng Yuandong raised his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Wuyang, it's been a long time."

  Duo Duo is still practicing calligraphy on the sidelines, and Zheng Yuandong is working...

   Later, the two sat down in a corner.

   "Changsun Wuji went very calmly, poured down a glass of poisoned wine, and left in an instant."

  Jia Pingan thinks this is not bad... I remember that in the original history, he was dispatched to Qianzhou. Li Yifu sent Yuan Gongyu to Qianzhou to interrogate the elder Sun Wuji, and then hanged himself.

   This is what forced him to hang himself, right?

  Power struggle is never a dinner party, either you die or I die.

  Zheng Yuandong nodded, "My husband never lacks courage."

  Your control chip is... completely throwing away the one on the emperor's side?

  The extent of being an undercover undercover agent is unprecedented.

"Before he left, he bid farewell to his children and grandchildren one by one. Finally, he said that he wanted to live for a while, but he was worried that the late emperor would laugh at him, so he asked for poisoned wine. At that time, his captors were watching outside and did not stop him .”

   Jia Pingan looked at him, "What are your future plans?"

  Zheng Yuandong looked down at the clothes on his body, and said with a smile: "I will be the clerk of the Iron Head Restaurant from now on. Next time, Mr. Wuyang remember to visit the business."

  Jia Ping'an was very surprised, "If you go back to His Majesty, at least you can be a master."

  From an undercover agent to a principal, is this a big temptation?

Super big!

   Zheng Yuandong looked calm.

   "No!"

   Jia Ping'an took a lot of glances.

   "You guys... that's fine too."

   Jia Pingan left Pingkangfang, Shen Qiu was waiting for him outside.

   "We happened to be looking for you. Zheng Yuandong is inside?"

  Emperor... Does this mean he knows about the collusion between me and Zheng Yuandong?

  Jia Ping'an's back was instantly wet with sweat.

   Jia Pingan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and nodded.

   What does this mean?

   Li Zhi wants to silence him? The so-called flying birds are gone, good bows are hidden. Zheng Yuandong's undercover mission was over, and in order to keep his mouth shut, Li Zhi ordered Shen Qiu to kill him.

   "His Majesty is not prepared to silence."

  Shen Qiu seemed to be a roundworm in his stomach, but his eyes were not quite right, and there was even a sarcasm in them.

   "His Majesty ordered him to be the head of the Ministry of Rites, so let's go find him."

   Jia Pingan coughed dryly, "Old Shen, there is no need to go."

   "What do you mean?" Shen Qiu narrowed his eyes.

   "He was physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to live in peace."

  Shen Qiu shook his head, and asked: "Why did Duke Wuyang get mixed up with Zheng Yuandong?"

   Jia Pingan smiled and said: "Fate, this is all fate."

   "Fate?" Shen Qiu said meaningfully: "We have heard the eminent monk say that the fate between people is destined by heaven. Some people don't know each other, but some travel thousands of miles and become best friends from now on."

  Why are these words a bit like those slobbering words on the Internet in later generations?

  —Hearing that there is you in the distance, I set off to travel thousands of miles.

  What else...I blow the wind you blow, so it counts as hugging.

   "Your monk..."

   "Don't blaspheme the eminent monk." Shen Qiu said dissatisfiedly: "It's Master Xuanzang. By the way, His Majesty is going to the Great Mercy Temple today, and Master Xuanzang will speak for His Majesty. The Empress tells you to go."

  A sister learned that she had gotten involved with the emperor's undercover agent, and she was afraid that she wanted to kill him.

  Jia Pingan only realized at this moment that Li Zhi had seen his relationship with Zheng Yuandong. Fortunately, there were no mistakes in his words and deeds, and he had a clear conscience, so he let him go.

  Whether it is Changsun Wuji or the emperor, they all just smiled at Zheng Yuandong and his tricks.

   Sure enough, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

   Went to the Da Ci En Temple, sister might kick him to death.

  How to avoid this catastrophe?

   Said sick?

  Shen Qiu is here, he is loyal and will definitely tell the truth.

  Or…

   "Old Shen, my stomach hurts." Jia Pingan clutched his stomach with a pained look on his face. At this moment, he felt that he was an actor, with absolute perfect marks.

hehe!

  Shen Qiu gloated and said: "The queen said, if you don't go...someone!"

  A group of hundred riders appeared, and someone was holding a rope in his hand, looking at Jia Pingan strangely.

   "If you don't go, take it down and tie it up."

  …

  Da Ci'en Temple was built by the emperor for Empress Wende, and it can be called a royal temple.

  When Jia Ping'an arrived, the emperor and empress were listening to Xuanzang's discourse, and they had most likely listened to it for a long time.

  There are some futons in the lobby, Xuanzang sits opposite, and a group of monks stand behind him.

  Li Zhi glanced at Jia Ping'an, and then continued to listen to Xuanzang's discourse.

  Wu Mei narrowed her eyes dangerously... pointing to the side futon.

   My life is over!

   Jia Pingan sat obediently on the side, smiling at Sister A.

   Erpilian!

  Wu Mei had a cold face.

  "...If you feel restless, you can recite the Heart Sutra. If you recite it every day, you will have incredible feelings..."

   Xuanzang's voice was neither high nor low, and very peaceful, with no emotion at all.

   Followed by chanting scriptures.

  Dozens of monks recited the Heart Sutra translated by Master Xuanzang in unison.

   "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practice deep Prajna Paramita for a long time..."

   Li Zhi lowered his eyes and his lips trembled slightly.

  Wu Mei recited in a low voice.

   "Seeing that the five aggregates are all empty..."

  Jia Pingan would not, looking at those monks boredly.

   Xuanzang did not recite, but glanced at him and smiled slightly.

  After finishing the recitation later, Li Zhi thanked Xuanzang and rewarded him with many things.

  Before leaving, he suddenly asked: "Why doesn't the mage stop begging to go to Shaolin Temple?"

  Xuanzang didn't like the atmosphere in Chang'an City, and he only wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song to translate scriptures. It is also very close to his hometown Yanshi Goushi.

  Li Zhi was very curious about why he died down...Xuanzang is a man of firm will, otherwise he would not have made the great wish to go to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures. He went through countless difficulties and obstacles along the way, but he never flinched and overcame all obstacles to reach Tianzhu.

  Why do people like this shrink back?

   Xuanzang said calmly: "Life is death, and death is life."

  Li Zhi nodded, Wu Mei pulled Jia Pingan aside, and scolded him furiously.

   "When did you meet Zheng Yuandong?"

"half year ago…"

"Um!"

   Do you think my old lady is easy to coax? Wu Mei's phoenix eyes contained evil spirits.

  Jia Pingan said honestly: "It was more than three years ago."

  Wu Mei gritted her teeth and said: "You are trying to die. Your Majesty, you actually... there is a blockage in the palace. You can unblock it tomorrow. If it doesn't work for three days... it will hurt!"

   "Sister, please forgive me."

  Those gutters stink and contain all sorts of strange things. Some things make me sick when I see them.

   Jia Ping's face was earthy.

   Then the emperor and empress left.

   "How is Duke Wuyang doing?"

   Xuanzang sent the empress away, turned around and asked.

   "Eating and drinking, no fun. Did some good things along the way."

  Jia Pingan feels that he is a good person by nature.

   Xuanzang pointed to the inside, and entered the Daci'en Temple with Jia Ping'an.

In the quiet room, Xuanzang sat opposite him, and said with a relaxed expression: "Since I saw my sister, I have written a letter every month, and my sister also has a letter to the poor monk...Wu Yanggong feels that the monk is not good enough. You should be nostalgic for the world of mortals."

   "Monks are people too."

  Monks are also born of parents.

   "Seeing that you still have something to say, come and listen to the poor monk."

  A monk next to him looked at Xuanzang in surprise, "Master, he is not from Fang, he is still young."

   Listening to such a young man say that the choice between Fang Wai and the world is better than translating the scriptures.

   Xuanzang shook his head.

  Jia Ping'an thought about it, past and present lives are mixed together in his mind...

"A monk seeks liberation. How to be free? It is to cut off the attachment to the world of mortals and the temptation of all kinds of desires... But people are people. Even if you become a god, you still have parents and relatives, and you have to miss that October. The kindness of pregnancy, the love of parents and relatives who miss the babbling, that kind of unreserved love, is the most cherished thing in a person's life."

   Xuanzang nodded slightly.

  The monk frowned, "If you don't cut off these things, how can you achieve success?"

  Buddhism also has avenues.

  Jia Ping'an suddenly laughed, "The monk has forgotten... the pursuit of any achievement is nothing but a manifestation of desire. You have desires, what kind of family do you come from? What kind of Buddha do you become?"

  The monk was taken aback, "But what we are after is the supreme achievement, transcending the world of mortals..."

  Your eloquence is really not good enough!

   "For example, in the eyes of pigs and sheep, what human beings pursue is the Dao?"

  The monk laughed and said, "Pigs and sheep are ignorant..."

   "But in the eyes of the gods, human beings are also ignorant. This so-called Dao is actually a kind of secularism."

  Later generations are materialistic, and most of the Fangwai people that Jia Pingan met were more like businessmen.

  Wu Yanggong is so eloquent? The monk was speechless, and said with a red face, "This...this..."

   "Good, good!"

  Xuanzang said with a smile: "Every time I talk with Lord Wuyang, the poor monk always benefits a lot. The great way in our eyes is just a small way in the eyes of others, it's a joke."

  Jia Pingan said: "Actually, practice comes and goes, but it's just a matter of sticking to one's heart. Peace of mind is the way to go, and the mind is chaotic, even in the deep mountains and old forests, it is also a busy city."

  Since you become a monk, you are still fighting and arguing endlessly... so what kind of family is it?

  The monk suddenly praised: "Peace of mind is Fangwai, but the poor monk is greedy and angry. Duke Wuyang is so spiritual... Master, may he be accepted as a disciple?"

  He glanced at Jia Pingan enviously.

  Being Xuanzang's disciple is the dream of monks all over the world, but Xuanzang is very cautious.

   Monk?

How can it be?

  Jia Pingan instantly thought of his wife and children, Gao Yang and Jia Laosan...and those people...Sister, Li Jingye...

   This is the **** of the world of mortals.

  Xuanzang shook his head, "The poor monk went to Luoyang with his elder brother when he was ten years old. His mind is pure, so he can be vigorous and diligent. If Lord Wuyang is willing..."

  Jia Pingan hurriedly declined, "I already have a wife and children at home, but it's not easy to become a monk."

  The monk cited a few examples, all of which were about abandoning their families and sons to become monks and finally becoming famous monks of a generation.

Well!

   Doing this, what is it to treat your wife, children and relatives?

   Jia Pingan declined, and then left.

  Behind him, the monk said regretfully: "Mr. Wuyang is indeed full of spirituality, but it is a pity that he is greedy for the world of mortals."

Xuanzang said indifferently: "This kind of people must have a bright future in the future. When the poor monk saw him for the first time, he felt that he was full of spirituality, and he was a bit out of tune with the people around him, as if he was left behind. Independence. Seemingly laughing at Yan Yan, but alienated. Seeing him again today, but already integrated into one body, congratulations."

  …

  Back home, Jia Pingan hurriedly said: "Su Ho, quickly find me an old suit of clothes, which will wear out soon."

  Su Ho was telling her a story with his arms around her, when he heard this, he asked, "Husband, are you going to farm?"

   Farming is also good!

  But there is no way to say that.

   "Aye, take me."

  DouDou ran over, hugged his thigh and begged.

   "It stinks, you can't stand it."

"I can!"

   Doudou has a firm attitude.

   "My daughter is so determined? So you can go and clean Abao's place, and I will take you there after cleaning."

  Doudou cheered, and then ran away in a flash.

  Jia Yu asked: "Aye, I heard that a treacherous official died?"

"Who said that?"

   "What Fangzheng said was that the treacherous ministers conspired against each other. His Majesty has clearly noticed the details, and the mirror hangs high... He has noticed it."

   This is to build momentum, Li Zhi may not want to do that, but Changsun Wuji is his own uncle after all, since he has been cruel to him, he has to find an excuse, otherwise what will be written in the history books?

  —Di forced Wuji to commit suicide by drinking poison!

   This is black history!

  Jia Ping'an went to the front yard.

  Du He led a group of people around the stables, and A Bao's uneasy voice came from the stables, as if he had encountered a monster.

   "Little lady, this place stinks, you should come out quickly."

   "I'm not coming out, Po, raise your leg, I'm going to sweep down."

  Wang Laoer looked distressed, "Little lady, you come out, that... Xiaoyu, you go and sweep."

  Akimbo, "No, I will sweep it myself."

  How can a child scan?

   Jia Pingan smiled and watched Doudou cleaning the stables clumsily, while Abao kept moving.

  The little pony next to him rubs and rubs his head against Dou Dou's face.

  A very loving scene.

   "This is a crime!"

  Aunt Wang came to visit with her son in her arms, and seeing the powder-carved and jade-carved Dou Dou cleaning the stables, and a group of guards watching, she couldn't help but get angry.

   "Can you still sit back and do this kind of work?"

  Du He said embarrassingly: "The little lady said she bet with the gentleman!"

   Even Duan Chuan was very dissatisfied and said: "A crystal-clear person like the little lady should be pampered, sir... This is a child's play."

   If it continues, Jia Ping'an will cause public outrage.

   "Ahem!"

  He coughed twice, looked up in a circle, there was a stain on his face, and said happily: "Aye, I cleaned it up!"

   On the second day, Jia Ping'an went out with a bag, and Jia Yu's eyes were full of envy.

   "Take you next time!"

   Jia Ping'an rubbed his head, put Doudou on the horse's back, and then got on the horse.

   "Let's go, my father and I will enter the palace."

"Walk!"

   Going around happily, looking around all the way.

   "Xiao Jia!"

  Uncle Li rode over and took a look at DouDou, "Old man, what's wrong with you today? You're bloated. It turned out that you brought a little doll. Little DouDou, do you still remember me?"

  (end of this chapter)