The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Li Mi flicked the dust: "Let's revisit the whereabouts of the Turkic Wolf Guard ..." Zhang Xiaojing reached out and grabbed the whisk duster, looking seriously: "How long has Li Sicheng not rested?"

"It's just two days. The officer has been digging the valley all the year round, and he can survive it."

Li Bi wanted to pull the dust back, but Zhang Xiaojing had great strength and could not move at once. He felt so disrespectful, so he let out a sneer and let go. Zhang Xiaojing took Fu Chen and threw it aside: "Li Sicheng, I suggest you take a nap. You have been so tight all the time, it will collapse sooner or later."

Tan Qi glanced at Zhang Xiaojing gratefully and walked a few steps before going to help his son. Li Bi waved his hand and laughed at himself: "No, I can't sleep at all. These days, as soon as I close my eyes, I am afraid that something will happen after I fall asleep and I can't deal with it." Zhang Xiaojing criticized bluntly: "Wait Can the mindset of suffering and loss of mind also be practiced? "

Li Bi made a long sigh: "The Dao heart is solitary, and everything is not to be cherished. But how can these hundreds of thousands of lives be ignorant? If the world is not benevolent, and everything is a ruminant dog, But I can't repair this state. "

"Is there anything else to do, is it not good to be a prime minister?" Zhang Xiaojing asked back.

Li Bi pouted, revealing the look of "what kind of person do you know". He did not want to get entangled in this topic, but asked: "How did you get the injury on your hand?"

Zhang Xiaojing was beaten all the way, tortured by Mageer, and fighting with Cao Poyan, and then suffered the torture of water and fire and You Xiaowei, which was scarred. But his most conspicuous injury was the broken finger in his left hand. Li Bi knew at first glance that this severed finger was very different from other injuries, and there must be a reason.

Zhang Xiaojing had nothing to hide, so he outlined Ge Lao's affairs. Li Bin had heard Yao Runeng's report before, but many details were unclear. Only then did I know what happened in the shack of Pingkangfang.

Tanqi's face changed a lot, but she never knew that this unruly, unruly man who didn't talk about any rules, was actually so serious. Li Mi's fingers overlapped, but nothing happened. In his view, betrayal of secret stakes is a loss, but for the sake of the overall situation, there is no way. He and Zhang Xiaojing are essentially the same kind of people, and they will kill an innocent person without hesitation to prevent the big ship from overturning.

However, Zhang Xiaojing arbitrarily pointed to atonement, but it was far beyond Li Mi's expectations.

"Jiao Qing." Li Mi commented coldly. "If the official encounters this kind of thing, you don't have to be guilty or guilty if you do it. What matters?

Zhang Xiaojing closed his mouth and narrowed his eyes, obviously not willing to stay too much on this topic.

Both of them are talking about a ten-year-old temperament, and no one intends to share their lives, and the atmosphere of the conversation disappears. Caolu was temporarily embarrassed and quiet. They looked at each other for a long time and regretted it. They knew it was better to talk about work.

These two people may be the best partners, but certainly not friends.

Tan Qi looked at the son on the left and Deng Tuozi on the right, smelling a thick embarrassment. She turned around and turned around. After a while, she returned to a plate of Youzi in the Temple of Mercy, under which there were a few cakes. The seeds are fried, very hungry. These two people haven't eaten anything since noon. Now, I don't know how long they will suffer. I have to take advantage of this spare time to eat more.

With the food release, the scene was finally less embarrassing. Li Bi and Zhang Xiaojing each dragged a futon and came to the steps outside the cottage. Tanqi put the plate between the two.

Li Bi refused to squat scrawlingly, sitting on his knees meticulously; Zhang Xiaojing leaned his body against the wooden post on the edge of the hill and straightened his legs. As they reached out to pick up the oil seeds from the plate, they looked at the clear wells while looking out.

The Temple of Mercy is low-lying, and from this angle, no lantern can be seen. But the night that was half-red, showed that the entire Changan had fallen into a happy carnival. Two times, the cold here is even more evident.

The two lonely guardians stayed in the dark like this, eating cold food and cold water, and gazing silently at the beautiful scenery of what was happening.

The time left for them to rest is not long. Just after eating half of the oil in the plate, Xu Bin has heard from Jingansi Hall that they have found the source of the cross lotus-Persian Nestorianism.

Nestorianism, Manichaeism and Zoroastrianism are also called Sanyi religions. The religion actually came from Daqin, and it was introduced to Middle-earth as early as the year of Zhenguan. In official documents, it is called the Persian temple. Its scale is slightly weaker than Zoroastrianism, and it only spreads low-key in Xicheng, so even Zhang Xiaojing does not know the origin of the cross lotus.

It happened that there was a Nestorian in Jing'an, and when he heard the word "cross lotus", he immediately pointed out that the most prominent sign in the Jingsi Temple was the hanging cross and the lotus.

The scenery is bright, the lotus is clean, and the cross is redemption. This doctrine is also unique.

Since Cao Poyan said the cross lotus, it is clear that this right-hand killing noble should be hiding in Jingsi. Before Longbo was confused with Zoroastrianism, it seems that the Turks liked to use the innocent church as a cover.

But Zhang Xiaojing and Li Bi, but there is no joy. In Chang'an City, there are more than a dozen Jing Temples on the scale, and there are more than 1,000 Jing monks. Just looking for such a sentence to find the right kill is tantamount to finding people in the sea.

"Can you check the temples of Jing Temple as you did before Zoroastrianism?" Zhang Xiaojing asked.

Li Mi shook his head. I used to investigate the Zoroastrian Temple before, but it was limited to Huaiyuan Square. Now we have to check the entire Nestorian Temple of Chang'an. Time is not allowed at all.

Tan Qi coughed a little while, Li Li said nothing, Zhang Xiaojing raised his head and smiled: "The girl seems to have an idea?" Tan Qi originally wanted to secretly imply the prince, but was caught by the enlightened disciple. He glared angrily.

But Li Mi can't take care of these details: "There are no miscellaneous people here, you don't have to worry about Tanqi, just say something."

Tan Qi then boldly said, "I remembered an old thing. When we were drafted by Jing Ansi, the location was changed several times, and it was finally set at Guangdefang. There is Jingzhao Mansion in the same square, which is convenient for the case. The west is west. You can monitor the Hu merchants in the city; connect the imperial city in the north and contact the palace at all times; connect Zhuque Street in the east, and it is easy to mobilize troops. Only by sitting here, the son can master the overall situation, and the commanding machine is suitable ... I think the right kill should be the same. Thought? "

She said euphemistically, but Li Bi's eyes were bright, and she stood up from the futon and wiped off the greasy hands with the cake: "Come here!"

There is no sand table here, but Jing Ansi's painter hurriedly produced a bamboo paper map. Although the brush strokes are scribbled, there should be some marks. Tan Qi immediately took it back, spread it out on the ground, and Li Bi and Zhang Xiaojing leaned over to study.

Tan Qi was really keen, and she found a wonderful entry point at once: the right killing nobleman came to Chang'an not for vacation, but for command and coordination. On the one hand, he had to control the Wolf Guard, on the other hand, he had to be able to contact the mysterious force who bought him at any time, and he had extremely high requirements for contact. However, he does not have a lookout system, so he must choose a place where he can live in all directions.

Zhang Xiaojing fetched a little wolf, drawn a black line on the map, extended from Jinguangmen to Xishi, and then to Changming Square, and then returned to Guangde Square. There is also a dotted line in the middle that connects to the Xiuzheng Square in the east. Wolf Guard's whereabouts in Chang'an City were quickly revealed at a glance. Next to Li Mi also picked up a small wolf, but it was dipped in cinnabar. He ordered all the Jing Temples within two squares near this black line.

The Chang'an religions are all managed by the shrine. Xu Bin was extremely serious in his work. When he just passed the news to Caolu, he specially transferred the Jingsi directory from the ancestral temple for reference.

The two men made a point, the black line and the red point, and after a while, the map was messy. The outsiders look like children's graffiti, but in their eyes, they are a gradually narrowing net. As the location is denied, the enemy ’s hiding place becomes clearer.

In the end, their eyes converged on a place on the map, and they looked up and smiled at each other.

This is called Yi Ning Fang and is located at the northern end of the westernmost side of Chang'an City, just beside the Kaiyuan Gate. In the ninth year of Zhenguan, King Seng A Luoben came to Chang'an from Persia. Emperor Taizong allowed him to set up a Persian monastery in Yining Square, which can be regarded as the ancestral temple of Jingjiao in Middle-earth. The list of temples shows that there are about 200 monks in the temple.

On the surface, it is located in the remote northwest of Chang'an City. If you take a closer look, it has an open door in the northwest, a golden door in the southwest, and a west city in the south. They are all important places for businessmen and businessmen. There are winds and grasses that can be seen from the top. One of the streets is straight across the imperial city, and it crosses Changan Avenue with Zhuque Avenue. The traffic is very convenient.

No matter from the perspective of hiding or contacting, Yining Fangjing Temple is an inevitable choice for right killing.

"I'll check it myself." Zhang Xiaojing got up quickly. Li Bi stopped him: "Even if you enter the temple and face hundreds of monks, how do you find them?"

Zhang Xiaojing said: "The identity of right killing in Turkic is noble, it is impossible to stay lurking in Chang'an. As long as you ask which King Seng is new, it should not be bad in general." Li Bi feels that this screening method is still too rough, but the information is available now. Too few to do so temporarily. Specifically, we can only rely on Zhang Xiaojing to adapt at the scene.

All this is the fault of the **** hour, it is too hasty. Li Mi thought.

Zhang Xiaojing added another sentence: "Within this range, there are Jingzhen Temples in several squares of Buzheng and Yankang, so we still have to send a few teams to visit, there must be no omissions."

"I'm ready for this."

At this time, Zhang Xiaojing made an unexpected request: "Can Tanqi girl lend me?"

Faced with this abrupt and even rude request, Li Mi and Tan Qi were very surprised. Zhang Xiaojing said: "Jing Temple has a large number of people and the situation is very complicated. Tanqi girl has a keen eye, a delicate heart, and is far stronger than a man. I think I can definitely help-I can't afford any mistakes now.

This last sentence touched Li Mi a little. Li Bi pinched his chin and thought for a while: "I can't take the idea on behalf of Tanqi. You can ask her." Zhang Xiaojing walked to Tanqi and bowed his hand slightly: "Time doesn't wait for anyone."

Tan Qi originally thought that he would make a long speech, but he didn't expect just these five words. She looked at her son as if asking for help, but Li Bi made up her mind to say nothing. Tan Qi bit her lip and said nothing. Zhang Xiaojing said in earnest: "Don't worry. Others may covet the girl's beauty. I want to borrow the weight, only the girl's mind."

"You ..." Tan Qi didn't know whether to be angry or happy for a while. She looked at the young man again and noticed that his wrinkles on his forehead were much deeper, and she couldn't help but soften. For the sake of the son, life is not necessary, not to mention this!

She raised her head and bravely met Deng Tuozi's eyes: "I'll go. But there is one thing to say first, I will judge the situation myself, you have no right to order." Zhang Xiaojing raised his right hand high.

"Why?"

"High-five is a vow."

Tan Qi reluctantly clapped his hand with him, feeling that the man's palm was really rough, with a thick layer of cocoon, which made her palm slightly tender. She suddenly thought that in front of the door of You Xiaowei, it seemed that this hand was pressed on her shoulder.

The hour was indeed extremely urgent, and Tan Qi could not tolerate her careful thinking. The two made a little preparation and hurriedly left Caolu.

Just when Zhang Xiaojing was about to cross the threshold, Li Bi suddenly said: "Zhang Duwei, you don't have to worry about it anymore, just let go of it. This officer will never doubt you." Zhang Xiaojing stopped and turned back before the threshold. His back was faintly illuminated with light, and his face was dark, but the one-eyed one shone strangely: "I never doubt Li Sicheng, but the enemies in Jingan Division are another matter."

After he finished speaking, he stepped away from the cottage. Li Bi sighed suddenly. Tan Qi glanced at the young man suspiciously, always feeling that there was something unclear in his sigh.

Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi left quickly, and it didn't make sense for Li Bi to stay alone in the grass cottage, so he returned directly to the Jing'an Grand Hall. Next to the wall of the Temple of Mercy, a wooden ladder was set up early. In order to prevent the officer from falling, Xu Bin also tied the top of the ladder with ropes intimately.

After all, turning over the wall is indecent. Considering Li Mi's face, only Xu Bin was on the opposite side with a lantern. When Xu Bin was about to turn and lead the way, Li Bi suddenly stopped him: "Wait, I have a few words, I want to explain to you."

Xu Bin didn't understand why he didn't go to Jing'an Sizhen Hall. He quickly stopped and looked puzzled. Li Bi looked around again and confirmed that no one was listening, before saying: "Do you think something is wrong?"

Xu Bin was a little confused. Hasn't the Turkic Wolf Guard been fully discussed? What doubts does Li Sicheng have? Besides, even if you have doubts, you should tell Zhang Xiaojing, why did you tell me at the root of the wall?

Li Mi saw that he was ignorant and did not explain, and said to himself: "Do you remember that at the beginning of the afternoon, Zhang Xiaojing and Yao Ru could go to the Xifu shop and Yuanlai Shangzhan to investigate the case?"

"Remember, hey, remember." Xu Bin said without memory. During that operation, the brazier from a long time ago ignited the forage grass in the stables, which caused confusion. Yao Ru could hurriedly smoke, and Zhang Xiaojing had to leave the Xifu shop to go to the rescue, and then felt something was wrong. Then he turned back halfway and was seeing Wolf Guard killing and leaving.

Li Bileng smiled and said: "That storehouse is used to the horse business. Why did it make the mistake of putting the brazier next to the feed? Zhang Xiaojing went to the Xifu shop to investigate, and there was a problem in the storehouse in the distant future. I'm afraid Zhang Xiaojing won the Turkic Wolf Guard earlier. "

Xu Bin didn't quite understand what Li Bi was struggling with in this detail. Li Mi said again: "Zhang Xiaojing Shenchu ​​arrived in Changming Square, and Shen Zheng was captured by Cui Qi. But only half an hour ago, how did Li Xiang grasp the trend in such a short time and persuade Cui Qi?"

"What do you mean ...?" Dulu such as Xu Bin also sucked out the taste, but he didn't dare to say it at all.

Li Bili was under the wall, his eyes flashing coldly: "Zhang Xiaojing had already seen it. This Jing'an Secretary actually had a traitor."

A ball of hemp paper was twisted and curled in the Jun furnace. The tongue of fire burst through the back of the paper and quickly turned it into a pile of ashes.

Right Kill clapped his hands and stood up relieved. This is the last secret document between him and Wang Ting. Since then, no one can link him with Turkic-at least no one can prove it.

Next, he looked around and picked up a gilt wine bottle he had cherished most from the cabinet. This wine bottle was given to him by Khan. The handle of the bottle is curved, and there is a galloping horse and a argali on the outer wall. It has a rich prairie style. Right-handedly, he chucked, dropped the wine bottle on the ground, and stepped on it with his feet until he could not see the original appearance.

A pair of sheepskin oblique sacs, several boxes of horse oil paste, two tiger head silver chains, and a densely woven windproof lampshade were also found in the house, all of which were more or less of a Turkic style and may leak the right kill. Identity. They are either destroyed or discarded.

In fact, these items do not explain anything. Datang is quite advocating Hu Feng, and such appliances are everywhere. But the right kill felt that at this time, it was impossible to be too careful.

After being busy for a long time, the right forehead also sweated slightly. He wanted to take a sweat towel off his belt, but accidentally touched a group of people's hair wrapped around his belt. Right killing frowning, he remembered that this was the top hair cut off from Cao Poyan's head. He sneered contemptuously, pulled it down hard, and threw it into Jun Furnace, and the hair soon turned into ashes.

"Hey, this group of fools." You killed straight up and looked out the window, could not help sneering. These foolish wolf guards thought they were the Turks who could not distinguish themselves from Datang decades ago? What a mess!

He was in a high position and could not understand the pattern more clearly. Today's Turkic is just a tribe that is lingering on the grassland, with the title of Khan empty, but even the small tribes around it are difficult to suppress. An aging sick wolf will soon be replaced by other strong wolves in the pack.