The Longest Day in Chang’an

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The Qujiang pond's inner waterway is winding, buildings are lined, flowers are surrounded by trees, willows are in four sides, and paths are interspersed between the gardens. It is an excellent place all year round-whether for tourists or escapers.

Tianbao three years on January 14th, not yet early.

Chang'an, Wannian County, Xiuzheng Square.

Xiuzheng Square is located in the southeast corner of Chengguo, far away from the prosperous places such as Imperial City, East and West Second City, Yanshou and Pingkang Second Square; but here is adjacent to Qujiang Lake and Furong Garden. Although most of the officials and nobles in the capital do not live here, they have managed to set up a few houses in other courtyards here.

It is indeed a good choice for Longbo or Turkic people to settle here. At this time, there are not many people living in this area, many of them are empty, and the most suitable place to hide.

When the time is pressing, Zhang Xiaojing and Yao Ru can quickly jump from Pingkangfang to Xiuzhengfang.

Compared with the crowded and dense buildings in the north, the layout of the residences in the Xiuzheng Square is much sparse, and there are only seven or eight households on a street-but each household covers a much larger area, with a wide door and two sides. The surrounding wall has more than thirty steps. The wall of the wall is covered with green scale tiles, and behind the wall are green plants such as pine, bamboo, and vine, which are suitable for sparseness. If you stand farther away, you can also see several high-rise pavilions pulled up in the courtyard.

According to Tong'er's statement, every time Long Bo took her out, he went to the third room on the side of the southwest corner of Xiuzhengfang. Compared with the neighbors on the left and right, this mansion is slightly bleak, the skin of the courtyard wall is peeling off, and the tiles are incomplete, like a row of broken teeth. The beast ring of Fumen was corroded and no door plaque was hung above it, indicating that the house was temporarily unowned.

The Jingan Division has reviewed the deed. The owner of this house is a wealthy Yangzhou businessman who has the surname Jin, but he has not appeared for several years. I do n’t know if it is dead or I have forgotten it. Hired. The Turkic people chose this place as a Wanquan mansion, which is very suitable.

Zhang Xiaojing always believed that the Turks must have more than one Wanquan mansion in Chang'an City, otherwise they would not be able to carry out major operations. Pushing it back, as long as you find Wanquanzhai, you might be able to follow the vines and find the Turks.

Looking out from the outside, this empty house has no abnormalities. However, Zhang Xiaojing knew that the buildings here in Xiuzhengfang were also the most shabby. They had five or six in-depths. What's inside must be infiltrated to know. He first checked the crossbow arrows, tightened the trousers and cuffs, and then took off the scabbard of the saber. He said to Yao Ru: "The situation inside is unknown, I will go and see first. You are at the door, keep in touch with Wanglou . "

"Only one person?" Yao Ru could be surprised.

Zhang Xiaojing said lightly: "I dare not give my back to you now."

Yao Runeng twitched his lips, lowered his head, and stepped back silently. After the debate at Pingkangfang, the relationship between the two was a bit subtle.

Yao Runeng had just reported to the Jing'an Division through Wanglou, reporting on Zhang Xiaojing's despicable behavior. As a result, Jing's reply reprimanded him, and there was a hidden pile that could not be compared with the safety of the entire Chang'an. He was warned that he should no longer interfere with Zhang Duwei's affairs, and he should not use Wanglou to pass on these unrelated trifles.

Yao Runeng stubbornly believes that Zhang Xiaojing must have his own abacus, but his superiors are blinded and do not know. Now he asked a person to enter the house, would he want to escape? But if he ran away intentionally, he just stunned himself and left, why should he wait until now?

He stood on the spot in a state of confusion, wondering whether he should follow the past surveillance or obey the order to respond in situ. Before Yao Ru could make a decision, Zhang Xiaojing bit the barrier knife in his mouth and stood a dozen steps away from the surrounding wall. Suddenly, the run-up accelerated and jumped up to the edge, cleverly over the courtyard wall.

If the Turkic people are hiding here, there will definitely be hands and feet on the door and several corner doors, and the best choice is to turn the wall.

As soon as he landed, he squatted in the bushes and observed, then walked in carefully. There is nothing new about the layout of this house. After the photo wall, there is a flat eaves nave, which is connected with the corridors of the east and west rooms. The corridor is winding and winding, just forming an empty court, but unfortunately the several flower shelves placed in the middle have been dusty for a long time, and the pots are abandoned. There are still a few clumps of peonies in the corner soil. The first lunar month is not the flowering period, only the bare branches are stretched.

The corridor walked behind the main hall and penetrated into a pine forest. There was a two-story wooden pavilion between the trees.

Zhang Xiaojing hid his body under Langfang, leaned his head to observe the time of about half an incense stick, it seemed that there was no movement in the courtyard, and he was slightly disappointed. He had only speculated here or the Turkic mansion. If the speculation failed, there would be no clues available in his hand, and the entire strategy would have to be done from scratch.

He decided to walk in and look again, so he stepped on the corridor and moved forward. Suddenly Zhang Xiaojing shrugged his nose and smelled a very subtle scent of fat powder-it can be seen that a woman had just passed by, and the hour would never grow. Hitomi was detained early, certainly not her, so who will be here? Zhang Xiaojing crouched down again, rubbed his fingers on the wooden floor of the corridor, and his fingertips were stained with bluish white dust. This is not dust, but stone chips.

There is no similar material in the house, it should be brought into the sole by outsiders.

There is no doubt that someone must have been here. Since it is not in the front hall, is it hidden in the two-story wooden pavilion behind?

Zhang Xiaojing was about to get up, and suddenly felt the wind above his head. He responded extremely quickly, rolling forward on the spot, avoiding the edge and adjusting his posture, returning an elbow. Only with a puff, the sound of crossbow arrows shooting into the flesh came. Zhang Xiaojing flicked his left leg and rushed in the opposite direction. There was a person over there who had fallen to the ground slantingly. He used his right hand to pinch the other person's jaw to prevent him from making a sound. The stab knife stabbed into the abdomen fiercely, stabbed three times repeatedly, and did not forget to twist the knife every time.

The other party collapsed to the ground softly and died in anger. Zhang Xiaojing was only free to observe this person's appearance, and he was also a Turkic man, but he was wearing the number to be a prisoner. The cloister has a mullion moon window on one side, blocking half of the line of sight. The Turkic person had just released his hand in the bush behind the window, so Zhang Xiaojing did not see it.

It was really dangerous just now. If Zhang Xiaojing reacted slowly, he would be cut off by the Turks. If the Turkic people did not greedily attack, but first sounded a warning to their companions, then Zhang Xiaojing was afraid that he would also be caught in a siege.

Only one person was sent to patrol the front hall, instead of arranging two outposts in one light and one dark, it seems that the other party will not have too many manpower. Zhang Xiaojing was almost certain that the enemy was in the two-story pavilion at the back.

After finally catching your wolf tail, Zhang Xiaojing thought excitedly.

He can now retreat so that Yao Ru can inform Jingan Si, and Cui Qi's brigade army will arrive within two minutes. But Zhang Xiaojing was concerned about the fragrance, and he decided to explore it further.

The second-floor loft after the middle hall is called "Zhuxin". From the outside, it should be a structure to admire the building-the ground floor is a large room for banquets. There are bamboo steps leading to the second floor and divided into several rooms. It is a place for rest or private conversation. There is also a high pavilion on the top of the building, where you can look out over Qujiang.

Zhang Xiaojing observed for a while, and there was no figure at the window. These guys were very cautious. He decided to retreat temporarily. The internal structure of this pavilion was complicated and the space was narrow. It was too dangerous to enter hurriedly. But when he was about to leave quietly, a woman screamed suddenly in a room on the second floor.

Upon hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Xiaojing twisted two eyebrows together. He hesitated a little, immediately struck a crossbow, and touched the main entrance under a layer of windows. After walking to the front door, he leaned his back against the wall, aimed sideways at the door, and threw a stone picked from the courtyard in the opposite direction.

Unsurprisingly, the people in the attic's main hall heard the sound and opened the door to check. Zhang Xiaojing slammed the door by the door and slammed into the back of his head, then his arm was strangled. The guy's neck was suddenly caught, struggling desperately, his right leg suddenly kicked over a flower pot shelf next to it. A fine-grained tile fell on the ground and crashed into countless fragments, resounding throughout the courtyard.

Zhang Xiaojing twisted his backhand and broke his neck. But his attempt to sneak in quietly went bankrupt. There were rapid footsteps on the second floor, and dust quickly fell from the ceiling, accompanied by a loud shout of Turkic language. Now that the matter is over, Zhang Xiaojing can't regret it. He picks up the inch crossbow and steps up the bamboo steps to rush up. The first person who rushed down was knocked down by him with a single arrow and rolled down.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Xiaojing rushed to the second floor in one breath, and darted into a Qixiu screen facing the stairs. The other Turkic people also had crossbows, and they shot a rush, tying the screen into a sieve. Zhang Xiaojing didn't fight back deliberately, while a man was raising his knife forward, he quickly shot an arrow and centered his knee.

Others dragged their screaming companions back, and dared not get close. So the two sides looked for bunkers and shot at the two ends of the corridor. For a time, the crossbow arrows flew in the small pavilion, like a storm blowing in.

It is forbidden to carry arrow crossbows into the city, so these Turkic crossbows are privately equipped, whether it is the rate of fire or the quasi-head, it is not as powerful as the military-standard system. With the power of one crossbow, Zhang Xiaojing could actually suppress the opponent's three people and three crossbows could not lift their heads.

The problem with Zhang Xiaojing is that the crossbows and arrows he is carrying are about to run out. He guessed that there were at least four other people in the other party, all shrinking in the room on the second floor and refused to come out, secretly anxious.

"Secretary Jing An! You are surrounded!" Zhang Xiaojing put the last crossbow arrow into the crossbow trough and shouted loudly in Turkic language.

The shooting in the hallway stopped temporarily, and then there was a creak of dragging. A voice shouted: "The people on the opposite side put down their weapons, otherwise Wang Zhongsi's daughter would die!"

Wang Zhongsi? When Zhang Xiaojing heard the name, his movements stiffened. He was the core figure of Datang's use of troops against Turks this time. The Turks actually tied his daughter?

He protruded half of his head from the corner and saw a burly Turkic guard standing in the middle of the corridor, pulling a woman with big flowers in front of him, holding her neck with one hand, and a sharp knife across her throat. It's a pity that the direction is backlit, and they can't see clearly.

"I counted three times. If you don't throw it away, she will see blood." Mageer pressed the blade against the woman's delicate neck at the same time. The woman's cloud temples were scattered and her mouth was clogged with cloth strips, only to whine.

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Xiaojing's eyes flashed with a trace of suspense. This is not the voice of Wang Zhongsi ’s daughter, it is more like that girl, but should n’t she receive the notice to leave Beijing? How could it be incorporated into the Turkic affairs? How to get confused with Wang Zhongji's daughter?

Mage threatened for the third time, and this time it will be real. Zhang Xiaojing blew his teeth and had to throw the crossbow to the ground, kicking at Ma Geer. If it was Wang Zhongsi ’s daughter, he did n’t care about his life and death, but he was sniffed on the opposite side, and he could n’t ignore it. These Turkic people were really crooked.

"And your knife!" Ma Geer tightly wrapped around the smelling neck.

Zhang Xiaojing had to throw away the barrier knife and stood with his hands high.

The two Turks threw over and pushed him to the ground. Zhang Xiaojing's hands were restrained, and there was no resistance, he could only struggle to raise his head, trying to see the face of the woman, but Mageer had pushed her back to the room.

Zhang Xiaojing still struggled. A big hand pulled his hair and slammed it **** the floor. The violent impact made Zhang Xiaojing stare at Venus, and two nostrils blew out of the blood, then the second and third times, and soon a shocking blood stain appeared on the luxurious cypress wood floor ...

Li Bi had returned to Jing'an at this time. He summoned Xu Bin and others to discuss the matter in a low voice before the sand table. On the outer perimeter, the officials, servants, communicators, soldiers, and chiefs were busy with each other. The entire Jing'an Grand Hall was bustling and busy.

At this time, a young man was holding a glazed hourglass bottle next to it. Once the fine sand in the bottle ran out, he overturned the bottle and counted loudly: "One leak, two leaks, three leaks ..." Every four leaks, an old man next to it Will put down a few red paper invitations in the workshop. On the entire sand table, there are already more than 30 red Cambodians covering more than a dozen square cities in the North City. They are connected to each other in groups, looking at the red one.

After a short time, Xu Bin raised his hand to stop the timing, and said to Li Bigong: "Forty leaks, thirty-seven squares."

This figure makes everyone's face look dignified.

This is a sandbox-based deduction, the purpose is to deduce what the Turks want to do.

Zhang Xiaojing tried his best to track down, but Li Bi did not like to wait passively, he decided to be more proactive. The Turks said that Chang'an will become Que Lehuo, but what exactly Que Lehuo is, it is unclear. So Li Bi called a group of officials familiar with the city and gave them a proposition: "How can I cause the most damage to Chang'an City as quickly as possible?"

The officials quickly came to a conclusion-arson.

Other means are either too complicated or the effects are too limited. Arson planning is simple, the cost is low, and as long as you choose the right place, a few people can make a big mess.

For Wolf Guards who have no foundation in Chang'an City, this is almost their only option.

But Li Bi is still not satisfied with this answer. He wants to know more details: where should the fire start? Where does it spread? How fast is geometry? So he called a few Wuhoupu senior officials who were very familiar with fire and used this big sand table to make a fire deduction.

At the time of the deduction, the hourglass was turned over once to mark the moment, and a bunch of red Cambodian watches counted as a 300-step fire. "Forty leaks, thirty-seven squares" reported by Xu Bin means that once the fire starts, within four hours, the fire can spread to thirty-seven squares, all of which are the prosperous land of the North City, the essence of Changan Where.

This is just to simulate a fire. If someone deliberately launches in several places at the same time, I am afraid the result will be many times more miserable.

Looking at the dense red Cambodian sand on the sand table, a horrifying scene of fiery **** appeared in the minds of the onlookers. This-is it Querejodo's true face?

Li Bi frowned: "The spread is so fast? But have you considered the means of avoiding fire in Zhufang?"

Xu Bindao: "If it is weekdays, the squares are separated by walls, and the water channels in the city are divided and staggered, so that it will not cause any harm ... Hey, but do n’t forget, today, on the Shangyuan Festival, all squares and streets must have lights hanging, burning I am afraid that there are millions of candles, and the lamp stands are all made of bamboo branches and wood. They are frequently connected to several squares. In the spring of this year, the wind is dry and the fire is dry. If there is a fire, it is the trend of burning the fire ... "

Everyone suddenly realized. No wonder the Turks are obsessed with Fangtu. With Fangtu in hand, you can easily infer which places are far away from the aqueduct; which places are higher and you can borrow the wind; which places are adjacent to the rush, which allows the fire to spread to the surroundings at the fastest speed.

Cui Qi shouted aside: "Let's hope that the tower, as long as we see the fire head, send personnel to fight immediately, don't we get it?"

Xu Bin smiled bitterly: "Hey, Cui Lushui, you want to be simple. Tonight, millions of soldiers and civilians came out to watch the lanterns, and the road was leaking. How to mobilize Wuhou? Furthermore, the people would be shocked when the fire broke out. So many people Trampling and running, are you saving people or saving fire? "

Cui Qi said nothing, but he knew how terrible the chaotic army was. The two turned their eyes to Si Cheng at the same time, but Li Bi pinched his chin and pondered.

The best way to deal with it is to cancel the lantern festival and restore the night ban—this is by no means possible; the second solution is to go through all of them one after another—this is also impossible. Li Mi shook his head helplessly, Jing Anji was heavily restrained from inside and outside, but he couldn't do what he wanted, but he really wore shackles and danced in a wild dance.

In fact, there is another way to ask the old officials to mark the most suitable place for arson on the sand table and ambush people in advance. But this is tantamount to a gamble, as long as there is a wrong guess, it will completely collapse. Li Bi doesn't like this kind of fatalistic approach.

But what if you don't do this? Can we only count on Zhang Xiaojing?