Datang broom star

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There are many birds in Chang'an City.

There are often birds perched on the street trees, and the chirping is quite interesting, but occasionally bird droppings fall on the heads of pedestrians.

Qin Ping lives in Taipingfang, which is close to the imperial city, and it can be regarded as the best place for officials and dignitaries to buy real estate.

Qin Ping's father was quick to get the land in Taipingfang and built the house now.

At the beginning, it was not bad here, but when Qin Ping was born, the canals here gradually silted up, and the smell was unbearable in summer.

"Aon, it stinks!"

The grandson is only ten years old, and it is time to be mischievous.

Qin Ping came out with a smile and said, "Where's the sachet?"

It's not that no one has reported the stinking Qingming Canal, but Chaozhong didn't respond at all, until the section of the palace ran out of water, and then he reacted.

"what!"

The grandson jumped out, stopped suddenly, inhaled suspiciously, then sucked hard, sucked hard...

"Aon!"

Qin Ping said with a smile: "What?"

He is old and his sense of smell is no longer good.

The grandson said happily: "It doesn't stink anymore!"

Qin Ping was startled, and took a few breaths.

"Is it really not smelly anymore?"

"It doesn't stink anymore."

Since the construction of the Qingming Canal, the doors facing the side of the canal were not allowed to be opened, and Qin Ping's family hadn't seen this side for a long time.

He led his grandson out of the house, only to see a green shade in front of him.

The trees are sparse, interspersed with flowers and plants.

The ground is green and shady, and a cobblestone path is in front of you.

Qin Ping just felt relaxed and happy.

"Aon! Aon let go."

The grandson couldn't help it anymore, and rushed in as soon as he broke free.

The birds chirped, Qin Ping sat on the bench, the birds chirped in his ears, and the canal water gurgled...

He closed his eyes and his voice became richer.

The breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and the sound of the birds stopped suddenly.

"Aon!"

Grandson's cheerful voice came, and Qin Ping knew he was rolling on the grass without looking.

Be merry!

Although the home is spacious, it is impossible to have a big garden, and the pattern is not enough.

But it’s no longer needed, the garden is right at the door, and it stretches for several squares.

What Qin Ping is most grateful for at the moment is that he thought not to make things difficult for others, so he did not sell his house by force.

just now……

Are those people dumbfounded?

"Hahahaha!"

……

"Alang!"

Today, when he was resting, Li Ji got up early at home and didn't comb his hair. He just sat in the yard with his hair loose and read a book.

Li Yao ran in and said happily, "Ah Lang, the Qingming Canal has been completed, and General Liang is here, saying he is going to see the house he bought."

Li Ji frowned, "What's so interesting?"

Li Yao persuaded; "At any rate, our family also bought three houses. If we lose money, we will feel flustered."

Li Ji shook his head, then straightened his clothes and went out to meet Liang Jianfang.

As soon as he entered Taipingfang, Li Ji felt something was wrong.

"Why are there so many people here?"

Today's weather is good, not too hot, and because of rest, many people came out.

"Green grass, weeping willows, paths, tables and stools... What an elegant place!"

Li Ji was surprised, and immediately lost his composure and said, "Little Jia...is he planning like this?"

Liang Jianfang was dumbfounded.

"Is this Taipingfang? The old man remembers that it was so smelly back then that pedestrians walked around..."

"The house here..." Li Jiquan understood.

Liang Jianfang also understood.

"He had a plan for a long time ago, but he lost too much money for dredging, so he thought of creating an elegant place by the canal. Pushing the door is a garden. This kind of place is like a hermitage. How many people in Chang'an City want to go to Mount Zhongnan to rest? But unless it is a long vacation, they can't go. Now this elegant place is right in front of their house...this house...where is Xiao Jia?"

Liang Jianfang was overjoyed, "At the beginning, the old man said he lost money, so he lost money, but Xiao Jia kept his word, and now he has made a lot of money."

Li Ji glanced at him, and Liang Jianfang always felt that this look was wrong.

"This is the art of war." Li Ji has recently been obsessed with the art of war, and he has pondered everything in the world into the art of war. "He first showed the enemy his weakness, making people think that this is difficult. Then he asked people to make a fuss. This is to create momentum before the war ...The surprise soldiers came out after that...Think about it, a group of people were waiting to see his jokes, but he found another way, changing the front of the house, this is the best place to hide, wonderful!"

Liang Jianfang looked at him silently.

Is the famous general amazing?What about the art of war, Li Ji, are you trying to humiliate the old man?

Li Ji gave a rare dry smile, "The old man is just talking."