The Longest Day in Chang’an

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The sudden commendation made Tanqi red-faced and suddenly dropped her head. Li Bi smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "There are not many people around me who can be trusted. It's up to you to do this."

"Where are you going, Master?" Tan Qi asked.

Li Bi put on his robe, put on his pocket, and adjusted the position of the silver fish bag on his belt. Then he replied: "Only one person can break the current impasse. I will go find him now."

"Who?"

"He Jian."

Li Bi's breath was dull, but Tanqi knew that this was the most difficult decision for the son.

Feng Dalun has two hobbies, one is drinking in Yixiangge, and the other is Yixiangge itself.

This small pavilion is fifteen steps long and wide, and the place is not big, but there is a wonderful point: the four-walled walls are mixed with rutin vanilla, musk and frankincense minced specialties from Kent. If sunlight moves into the pavilion, there will be a faint fragrance in the interior, and the fragrance will last for a long time, making it like a blue room.

Although the sunlight has gone west at this time, the fragrance can still exist. Feng Dalun raised his hand with a smile and smiled and said: "See the saint."

Taking the sake as a sage and muddy wine as a sage is a joke in Shilin. The host was upset, and the head guest also picked up the wine lord and returned a "same opinion", then flicked his sleeves and drank.

Sitting on his knees is a young man named Yuan Zai. This life is elegant and elegant, and his forehead is as wide as a platform. He was the Dali Temple advisor recommended by Yong Wang, and the official rank was higher than that of Feng Dalun.

Yuan Zaiyin put down Tong Jue and blurted out: "Good wine, is this Lang Guanqing of Shrimp Tomb?"

Feng Dalun gave a thumbs up: "Yuan Juan's tongue is good, and it is from the Shrimp Tomb of Changle Square." He picked up the wine spoon and scooped it up again. Slowly said: "Speaking of this name, there is another An interesting thing. There is an ancient tomb in Changle Square, just east of Fangnei Street. It is said that the tomb of Han Xian Dong Zhongshu, Confucian doormen came here, to dismount to show respect, so it is also called Xia Ling. It ’s really ridiculous that it has become a tomb of a toad in order to spread the rumors. ”

He has been doing construction for a long time, and he is familiar with the masters of the famous monuments in Chang'an Square. Yuan Zai laughed: "When I first arrived in Chang'an, I wondered why there was such a weird place name. Today, after hearing Brother Feng's explanation, it was suddenly realized." He pinched Tong Jue, looked around, and suddenly felt emotion: Brother can really enjoy it. This Xiangxiang Pavilion is full of thoughts, and it is also a wonder in Chang'an. "

Feng Dalun keenly noticed that Yuan Zai's gaze was all luxurious ornaments such as acacia wood house beams, crystal pressure curtains, and purple-red silk tents. His eyes were fiery, but he was fleeting. He has read countless people, knowing that this person has a strong greed in his heart, but he can bear with restraint, and he must be a ruthless character in the future.

At this time, knocking on the door came from outside the cabinet, and a wave boy stood on the threshold and handed in a note. Feng Dalun opened his eyes and raised his right eyebrow. He held his arms in his arms and said to Yuan Zai: "Today Yuan is invited to comment on the matter, there is a trivial matter. There is a dead prisoner in Changan County Prison. Lift him away. "

"Oh?" Yuan Zai tilted her head, "Where is the adjustment? Dali Temple Prison?"

"For whatever reason, just leave him there for three or five days and send it back to the county prison as it is." Feng Dalun tried to be as light as possible.

Yuan Zai was surprised when he heard this request. Not because of difficulty, but because it is too easy. He thought that a certain family wanted to fish, but it was such a weird request. His eyes rolled, and he could not help laughing: "This man, I am afraid he is not in the county prison now?"

If the prisoner is still in custody, the prison can go directly to the solution without having to spend so much time. Only when the prisoners are controlled by other government departments, it is necessary for Dali Temple to issue a formal promotion document to the county prison.

Feng Dalun didn't expect Yuan Zai to react so quickly and coughed a little embarrassedly: "Yes, this person was taken away by others today. Yongwang hopes he can go back and stay honestly."

"Which government secretary did he take away?" Yuan Zai asked.

Feng Dalun has a face: "Every little thing is one thing, the meta-review is only about issuing documents, and there are no extra branches."

Yuan Zai looked at Feng Dalun. He likes to observe others and read the hidden true emotions from it. This one tried to pretend to be calm, but there was anxiety in his tone. He repeatedly emphasized that this is a trivial matter, and it shows that this is by no means a trivial matter.

If you change to someone else, just issue a document and accept the bribe, and do n’t care about other things-Yuan Zai will not.

"You can be more honest with the principal," he said.

Feng Dalun slightly changed his face: "What do you mean?"

Yuan Zai laughed and put his body a little closer: "Yong Wang personally asked, this person's identity should not be simple ..."

"This is not something you should ask." Feng Dalun finally couldn't help it.

Yuan Zai was not angry, his index finger shook gently, and his eyes were sincere: "You may wish to talk about the ins and outs. If you know more in the next, maybe you can help more."

Feng Dalun only realized why Yuan Zai was so young that he had already lived in eight ranks. The boy was so keen on the sense of opportunity that after a few conversations, he sniffed out the deep meaning here and wanted to make a small person feel bigger. Feng Dalun wanted to refuse, but then thought about it, Jing Ansi is a powerful freak, a document may not work, it is better to listen to the boy's opinion.

Greedy and restrained people are often extremely smart.

"What do you want to know?" Feng Dalun asked.

Yuan Zai smiled: "For example, who is this man? Why did you go to jail?"

Feng Dalun hesitated for a moment and said: "The person to be promoted is called Zhang Xiaojing. He turned out to be a soldier in the Western Regions. Xu Gong was a bad handsome in Wannian County. In the second year of Tianbao's second month, the court wanted to come for Xiao Borui He built a hotel and requisitioned the land of Dunyi Square. A shop called Wenji refused to relocate. People from Yu Department negotiated. Unexpectedly, the shop owner Wen Wuji died inexplicably. To be victimized by an adulterer must be investigated to the end, and finally there is a discord with the boss Wannian County Lieutenant. This guy killed the boss and sent him to prison. "

Yuan Zai listened, the smile on his face remained the same. Feng Dalun's narrative is not untrue. For example, in this "building a hotel and requisitioning land", there are some unknown benefits hidden in it; Yu's "negotiation" with the boss of Wenjipuzi may not be so gentle. As for the role of Yong Wang in it, Feng Dalun did not mention the word ...

But ... it doesn't matter, Yuan Zai doesn't care about the truth at all, the key is what Yongwang wants.

He tapped the corner of Tong Jue with his nails: "The death sentence convicted in October last year was supposed to be executed in the winter of the same year. Why is he still alive?"

"This is not the end of the repetition, so he has been detained in prison." Feng Dalun was quite helpless.

Yuan Zai nodded in understanding. Since the Taizong dynasty, the imperial court advocated cautious punishment and punishment, and the case of capital punishment for capital teachers must be repeated five times. It is not uncommon for a case to be delayed for execution last year.

Feng Dalun continued: "Today in Wannian County Prison, Zhang Xiaojing was taken away by the Jingan Division, blatantly removed the shackles, walked between the squares, like pardon!" When he said this, he squeezed involuntarily Wine spoon. Yuan Zai noticed that his emotions were more tense.

"Jingan Secretary ..." Yuan Zai chewed the strange name, "What are they doing to find Zhang Xiaojing?"

"I don't know. But he must be returned to the county prison anyway." Feng Dalun said slightly nervously. In the case of last year, how many twists and turns it took to get the prince into prison, he must not be allowed to restore his freedom.

Yuan Zai has vaguely guessed the cause and effect of the incident. Zhang Xiaojing's "discrimination" was afraid that the people such as Yong Wang and Feng Dalun would be very scared, fearing that he would return to freedom. Having figured out this crucial point, other details have nothing to do with the purpose. Yuan Zai picked up Tong Jue, and tasted Lang Guanqing again beautifully, sorting out his thoughts.

"That Jing Ansi can go to the county prison fishing people, the authority must not be low. The Dali Temple alone, I am afraid that it will be blocked."

"Then in your opinion ...?"

"It's better to use Imperial History and let them impeach ..."

"No, no." Feng Dalun quickly dissuaded, "Yong Wang said, not wanting to provoke Lantai's crazy dogs."

Those of Yushitai, their job is to find the ballast, and everyone is looking for the ballast. Counting on them as a sword, you must be careful to hurt yourself first. "You asked me to find someone else to trouble? Hmm? That means you have a problem, I have to check it out!" Yushis are all like this. It's nice to call it "request for blame", and it's a group of crazy dogs.

Seeing Feng Dalun's embarrassed expression, Yuan Zai laughed: "Brother Feng is well-built, and he can be a layman in court. The cases we handle in Dali Temple must be reported to Yushitai Division. So we only need to find This led the Dali Temple to take the case and make a little effort in the filing documents. Since I have the restless royal history, I will go to the Jingan Division for us ... "

Feng Dalun couldn't help but nod. Such an operation does not reveal any traces, and no one can reach the Yong Wang. He pondered a little and then asked, "What's the best reason?"

This head is large enough to be eligible for Dali Temple and Yushitai, but it cannot involve itself and Yongwang.

Yuan Zai dipped his fingers in sake, and wrote a few words on the case: "Why is there a reason for not committing amnesty if you commit a crime of wickedness and unrighteousness?" Feng Dalun was overjoyed and said yes. These words avoid the demolition, and simply say that Zhang Xiaojing killed the county officer, but also suggest that someone favoritism for the sake of favoritism. In particular, the four words "out without amnesty", when the imperial masters saw it, they must see the blood like swarms of flies.

There are sixteen characters in each area, with several layers of meanings, and they are all well-known.

As soon as the emperors were dispatched, they were not afraid of Jingan's failure. It does not matter whether Zhang Xiaojing was arrested and returned to the county prison, Dali Temple prison, or Yushitai ’s Taiwan prison.

Yuan Zai smiled and clapped his hands: "After the last Yuan Festival, I will do it immediately." Feng Dalun was anxious when he heard it: "This, it is best to do it today ..." It's like this, but now it's Shen Shi, the big and small officials of Dali Temple have already gone home to prepare for the lantern watching, and no one is on duty.

Feng Dalun arched his hands in one hand: "When things are done, there will be a lot of thanks." The final word was bitten heavily. Zhang Xiaojing wouldn't get rid of it for a day, so he would have trouble sleeping and eating for a day.

Yuan Zai thought again and again and sighed: "There is a hurry. If you want to catch Zhang Xiaojing back today, I still owe it to me."

"Medicine?"

"It was Wenji Xiangpu who instigated Zhang Xiaojing to commit the murder? If someone from their family willingly surrendered the case and got a reputation, Dali Temple would accept it on the same day."

Feng Dalun smiled and said: "This is indeed a coincidence! The daughter of the owner of the Wenji shop just happened to be brought back by my men, next door. I haven't looked up to say hello, so why not go and see?

Yuan Zai knew that he had a heavy identity as the leader of the Xionghuo Gang. The Xionghuo Gang did not dare to fight against Jing Ansi, and it was commonplace to bully the people. He didn't say anything, and he readily accepted.

The two got up and left the Yixiang Pavilion, crossed the courtyard, and came to a low wood house. Several buoyant teenagers from the Xionghuogang are guarding the door. Feng Dalun saw that they were all gray-faced and frowned, and asked if it was just a woman. Why did this happen? The wavy teenagers looked at each other, you said a word, I couldn't explain why.

Yuan Zai pushed the door of the fire room while they were talking. Inside, a woman in a robe was tied to the ground, and the temples were scattered and her expression was disturbed, with a numb nucleus in her mouth, which only made a whine.

Yuan Zai met her four eyes, and suddenly noticed that the woman had a few twists of silver jade on her cheeks, and there was also a phoenix hairy hair stick in her bun.

He stood there, his eyes flashing, and suddenly he made a strange move—turning back and closing the door.

Things in this world are very wonderful, one drink and one peck, it is destined.

Not long ago, Li Mi took He Zhizhang home without any traces, but now he has to bluntly ask him to go out.

The fact that You Xiaowei detained Zhang Xiaojing is like an egg hanging on a rope, very delicate. Whether Li Mi or the prince comes forward, they will immediately break the fragile balance and let the eggs fall down. He Zhizhang's prestige is long, the holy family is not declining, but he has retired publicly. It is the only person who can take the eggs without breaking.

If it were possible, Li Bi, who was arrogant and arrogant, did not want to bow his head to the old man. But he has a strong hunch in his heart. Changan is still in extreme danger, and there must be a big crisis quietly accumulating.

The times are pressing, he can only put aside his personal honors and dislikes.

He Zhizhang's residence is located in Xuanping Square in Wannian County, not too close to Jing'an Division. He has to cross six junctions east and three junctions south. At this time, the streets were crowded with people. Unless his horses had the privilege of passing, they might not be able to arrive in the middle of the night.

Li Bi squeezed the reins tightly and rode on the street. At this time, it was not time to put the lights on, but the residents of Chang'an City helped the old and the young, and took to the streets early, squeezing together with satin-colored bullock carts and mules. The lampstands of Zhufang are still in the final preparations, and the Baixi opera under the lights can't wait to start the performance first. Along the way, Maru Sword Horn arrived, playing horse and cockfighting. A layer of greasy roasted lamb scent floated in the air, accompanied by Hu Leban's spring tone, and drifted into the distance, corresponding to the singing voices of the singers.

This is just a small block, and further away, one by one the Fang City has been caught in the same lively.

Chang'an City is like a plain silk thrown into a dyeing tank, and noisy dyes flow through criss-cross streets, like layers of warp and weft threads. I saw that the whole cloth was slowly wet and soaked, the colorful halo gradually spread, and soon every silk thread was contaminated with that joyful breath. The whole piece of yam changed color, revealing the joy of the sky.

In this hilarious scene, only Li Mi seems to be an untimely stubborn spot, pursing his lips and advancing against the flow of people. He fiddled with the horse's head, trying to make a way out of this chaos.

Looking at the faces with joy and excitement, and looking at the bustling Fang Street, Li Bi knew that he had no choice. For the people of Chengcheng and the future mountains of the prince, he can only put down his face and do something he is extremely reluctant. This is both a responsibility and a commitment.

"Quan Dang is Hong Chen's experience, let's sharpen his heart." Li Bi thought wearily, Horseshoe kept running forward.

Xuanping Square here has a very high terrain, and the **** rises slowly. From a distance, it looks like a flat hill in the city. This hill is called Leyouyuan, with Xuanping, Xinchang, Shengping, Shengdao Sifang, overlooking the entire city. The off-white square wall spreads along the hillside, and the corners are planted with roses, alfalfa, and full green willows. The spring and summer are extremely rough, and the scenery is excellent.

Leyouyuan and Qujiangchi are also called "landscapes", which are the wild scenery that Chang'an people can enjoy without going out of the city. The original music squares, theaters and restaurants are everywhere, and there are big temples such as Ci'en Temple, Qinglong Temple and Chongzhen Temple. There is also a polo field in the nearby Jinggong Square, which is one of the few publicly available in Chang'an City. Place is one of the best places to play in the city.

Xuan Pingfang, where He Zhizhang lives, is traveling in the northeast corner of the original. He chose here, on the one hand, because there are many willow trees, which is the oldest favorite tree; on the other hand, because there is a Donggong medicine garden in Shengpingfang in the south. The prince has great respect for this elder, and the chartered Donggong Pharmacy can provide medicine for him at any time.

After He Zhizhang made an official, he sold all the real estate in Beijing, and only this one is still there.

Li Bi drives Ma Dengyuan, driving straight along a wide loess road, and the scenery rises one after another. Originally, the willow trees were extremely prosperous, and they were even called Liu Jing. Just after the winter, there are too many dead branches, and the government strictly prohibits lights, so there is no elevated lantern in the square or on the roadside. However, the terrain here is high, ascending the hill, and the city lanterns have a panoramic view, so many officials and family members boarded the original early to come to occupy a good position. On this road, the horses and horses are noisy, singing continuously, and not losing elsewhere.