In 632 A.D., the fifth year of Zhenguan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoOn the eighth day of the lunar month, a certain headline maker in Chang'an City sighed incognito in an unknown corner of Heping Square after causing big news. This spring came so early!

Ye Xiaotian, who had traveled all over most of Chang'an City, finally said that he was afraid that he had shopped half of the more than 100 squares in the world's largest city. In the future, you can buy a professional group tour guide.

The guide was a little tired, so he looked evil into the cellar of the people. The sweet potato is round and full, and the taste of roasted sweet potato is the innocence of childhood!

After burying the sweet potato in the fire pit that was about to be extinguished, Ye Xiaotian shook into the crowd of people who were basking in the sun in the open area with an ignorant and fearless expression, and obtained all the news that was beneficial to him. The useful information refers to whether the gangsters who dared to launch a terrorist attack on the leading group of the Datang ****** on Suzaku Street yesterday have been punished on the spot.

Datang is an era of extreme prosperity, and the performance of the prosperous era is generally more contradictory. Up to the true dragon emperor, down to the military generals of Wenchen, it is iron-blooded and ruthless to the outside, and those who are not convinced will bow down and call their fathers. Internally, he loves the people like a son, and he is widely advised, and the good ones are still like fathers. Externally, it is a stepfather, and internally it is a father. Of course, the simple people are extremely protective of these lovely people, and they are extremely dissatisfied with the violent gate incident that happened on Suzaku Street. The most vicious circle is being drawn against the enemy of the people, who does not know whether he is alive or dead.

Therefore, when the people sighed at the injured leader, Ye Xiaotian would also send sincere condolences and wishes to the leader who was lying down and was shot in the depths of his heart. will also launch the most vicious personal attack on the gangster, and at the same time squat on the ground and draw a circle to curse the public enemy of the people who does not know whether to live or die. In the end, he won a large wave of people's heartfelt admiration and admiration. Especially the old man who lost the sweet potato at home applauded the most enthusiastically.

Ye Xiaotian, who has been recognized by the people, has the humility and peace of a humble gentleman. In this flurry of applause, he left indifferently, and did not forget to pose coquettishly to the graceful little sisters who secretly sent Qiu Bo in the crowd.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

Pretending to be forced for so long, the roasted sweet potato should be ripe.

When the shameless Ye Xiaotian turned around and walked away for a long time, he still maintained that indignant and passionate expression on his face, as if this matter really had nothing to do with him, and he was just a crowd in Chaoyang District passing by.

The sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafted into his nose, and Ye Xiaotian's eyes couldn't help but light up. Rubbing the stiff expression on his face hard, and not forgetting to praise himself, this acting, the Oscar statuette is firmly in the bag?

Ye Xiaotian, who was quite complacent about his acting skills, saw from afar that there was something unknown under the ridge where the sweet potato was buried, shining brightly under the sun.

"Burned gold?" Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but be overjoyed, his character was so explosive? It seems that the acting skills are skillful, and pretending to be the first step is the first step to making a fortune.

Hurriedly ran forward, and in a few steps stepped down the ridge, holding the unknown luminous body and kissing and gnawing.

"Ahh Ami, you are a Buddha, who the fuck dares to attack the old man, you are good. The luminous object in Ye Xiaotian's arms suddenly came out with such a sentence, which frightened Ye Xiaotian to jump away all of a sudden.

"Where is the demon, quickly show your original form!" Ye Xiaotian looked vigilant, and shouted loudly with his hands in front of him.

"Ahem, the erector is rude, the old man is a senior monk of the Great Zong Temple, and the erector dares to do this to me?" The old monk couldn't help but cover his head with one hand and roar, and with the other hand, he wiped away the sweet potato crumbs that were still hanging on his lips without a trace.

Ye Xiaotian stared at the sweet potato crumbs that still hadn't been wiped clean from the corners of the old monk's mouth, but suddenly a pig-like ghost cried wolf: "My bitter sweet potato, you died too miserably." I'm ashamed of you, I can't stay together in this life, let's see you in the next life! ”

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground, picked up the sweet potato skins scattered all over the ground with his hands, and reluctantly took them to the soil nest, like a jade burial flower, and buried the small mound carefully.

The old monk looked at a madman with an expression, sat on the spot, cocked Erlang's legs very imagelessly, shaved his teeth generally, and put on a look of "I don't speak, just watch you pretend to be forced so quietly, and be a quiet monk", looking at Ye Xiaotian who was kneeling on the ground in front of him and howling.

"Come on, you're not going to eat your two sweet potatoes anymore, aren't you?" The old monk who claimed to be a high monk couldn't stand it anymore.

"Isn't it? You know how much conscience I have, how much risk I take to steal...... Ahem, borrowed sweet potatoes? Ye Xiaotian's eyes were full of heartache and tears.

When the old monk heard this, his eyes lit up: "Hey! Boy, I have a taste. ”

"To your sister! Old thief, return my sweet potato, or go to the yamen to sue you! "Ye Xiaotian has the courage to splash blood in five steps.

The old monk squinted at Ye Xiaotian: "Do you have evidence?" Besides, where did the sweet potatoes come from? ”

"I ...... I'm going to fight with you! Ye Xiaotian, who was choked by a word, frantically pounced on the old monk.

"Don't get excited. Ahem...... Amitabha...... Let it go, good...... Ahem, Zhuzian dares to bully me! The old man is fighting with you! ”

At the foot of the mountain of the general temple of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, in an unknown place bathed in the warm sunshine of the early spring of the prosperous era, a young man and an old monk were twisted together.

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"Monkey steals peaches!"

"Ahh …… Strive for the impossible or the unachievable! ”

"Let go of the shaft!"

"Old rascal, you put it first!"

"Don't ...... Don't try it, tap ...... Howl~"

Ye Xiaotian was oozing sweat on his forehead, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Old rascal, it's really shameless!" It's up to you...... Are you still a monk? Lao Tzu is a scholar, how dare you do this to me? Yes! If you don't let go, I'll pinch your eggs and let you completely purify your heart and have no desire for Amitabha. ”

"Whew! You little bastard dare to call yourself a reader? Aren't you afraid that the scholars and doctors in Chang'an City will trouble you? Oh, boy, do you know who the old man is? So rude to me, don't want to stay in Chang'an? The bald head who claimed to be a high monk was also sweating profusely, and his expression of gritting his teeth was the same as Ye Xiaotian.

"Hey, I'm so weird, what the hell is in Chang'an City. With such a big name, why do you steal sweet potatoes? ”

Ye Xiaotian understands, why does everyone in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty love to boast so much, and the water is so deep? When I'm scared? Isn't there a concept of a society governed by the rule of law?

The shameless Ye Xiaotian seemed to have forgotten how he got the sweet potato that was stolen and eaten by the old bastard in front of him.

"Oops, ah......hh

"it, let go!"

From time to time, such impassioned and blood-boiling screams could be heard from a remote soil nest in Heping Fang.

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