The Longest Day in Chang’an

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However, Li Mi could see at a glance that each of the four pavilions had five arms, and the cost of transporting the logs alone was enough to bankrupt a dozen small families.

Tianbao was on the 14th of the first month of the third month, and was upright.

Chang'an, Wannian County, Pingkangfang.

Compared with the crowds of people watching lanterns in other square cities, Pingkang Square, which is the most prosperous weekday, is much quieter at this time. Because the girls in Pingkangli were all invited by nobles to escort, the Qinglou was completely empty. About two o'clock in the middle of the night, the girls and your talents will return one after another and have a feast.

As soon as he entered the square, Tanqi shrugged his nose in disgust. There was a smell of Su Hexiang on the street at this time, which was emitted from the incense car after the lights were turned on. The fragrance is too rich and frivolous, but it is very sticky, and it will linger as soon as it gets on the sleeve. She didn't want to be misunderstood as an **** girl.

Zhang Xiaojing said: "Relax, no one will misunderstand. Tonight's slightly-identified pink cards are all outside." Tan Qi listened at first, and then pondered, this is obviously a mockery! She was about to attack, and Zhang Xiaojing whip: "There is Li Xiang's mansion."

Tan Qi looked around, and the original Li Linfu's mansion was opposite Pingkangli, with high walls and blue tiles. Twelve long halberds are lined up in front of the door, and two left and right valves stand on the column. Strange to say, there is a row of red paper lanterns hanging under the eaves, but the light is only a few feet in front of the door, and it is still dark elsewhere. From a distance, it seemed that a black beast opened his mouth of blood.

The person who is everywhere against the son, lives here ... Tanqi played a chill for no reason, and hurriedly urged the horse to walk a few steps as if it would be eaten after a long time.

"Right, Deacon Is?" Tan Qi suddenly remembered that there was such a follower. Zhang Xiaojing glanced back, there was no trace on the street, this guy hadn't seen it since he crossed Suzaku Street, he thought it was gone

"It doesn't matter, just him."

Zhang Xiaojing was familiar with this area of ​​light cars. The two walked through two crossroads and saw a blue tile house in the northeast corner.

These houses are made by military craftsmen. They have almost the same architectural style and are arranged neatly. The only thing that can distinguish them is the bird and beast flag flying high in every atrium: there are bears and tigers, falcons and larvae, and there is no repetition-this is exactly the ten-digit rule set in Changan Staying in the backyard, the flag of each courtyard corresponds to the military horn of the ambassador, and at a glance you will know which yard is the ambassador.

On the opposite side of the backyard, there are a variety of shops, all of which are luxury shops such as pearls, gems, spices, gold and silverware, silk weaving, and lacquer. After staying in the backyard, they purchase a large number of gifts in Beijing and China every year, and businesses will naturally not miss this opportunity.

But the shop was closed now, the owner ran out to look at the lights, and there was almost no one in the whole street. Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi distinguished the directions, and made seven rounds and eight rounds to the Liuji Bookstore at the end of the alley. The facade of this bookstore is smaller than other shops, almost the width of two doors, and a carriage and silversmith shop are located on both sides. At this time, the bookstore had already closed, and even the door panels were closed.

According to the assassin's confession, this Liu Ji bookstore was the hot spot for Shoucaolang. Fire point is their special incision, referring to the contact point for task release. The person in charge at the fire point, called the fire master, is also the key person Zhang Xiaojing is looking for this time.

It stands to reason that the assassin should be called to open the door, explain the situation, and then go in to negotiate with the fire master. But Zhang Xiaojing had confirmed with Wanglou before entering the alley, and the carriage escorted the assassin was still on the road, and came over for a while.

Zhang Xiaojing can't wait any longer. After learning that Jing Anji was attacked, he was actually more anxious than Tan Qi. The ominous hunch in my heart grew stronger. He must seize the time of every finger.

Instead of shooting the door panel, he walked to the wall to the left of the door panel. This is a yellow rammed earth wall, the ramming work is rough, and there are large and small pits on the wall. Zhang Xiaojing counted to the tenth small pit from the right of the third row, reached into his fingers, and touched a small rope at the end.

The rope head hit a loop, and the other end passed through the wall through the small hole. Zhang Xiaojing put his fingers in, gently pulled the rope, pulled it five times, paused for a moment, pulled another three times, and finally dialed twice.

This is the method of contact assassinated. Without pulling the rope, or pulling the wrong way, this bookstore will never reveal its true face to you.

Shortly after the ripping, the door panel “boomed” and was removed from the inside. A watchful eye flashed through the gap in the door: “Chunjiang?”

"Baiyun goes long."

This is the seventeenth sentence in "Spring River Flower Moon Night", and it is also a sign to prove identity. The room was silent for a while, and said: "You are not Liu XVII nor Mogalo." Zhang Xiaojing Yiliang bronze medal: "I am Zhang Xiaojing, Captain Jingan, Liu Xia introduced me. Now there are important matters to discuss . "

"Then Liu XVII, where are they?"

"I'm on the Yonglefang Road, and I'll be here soon." Zhang Xiaojing looked back at Wanglou.

Wanglou happened to hear a signal, the carriage has passed Yongle Square, only two or three intersections from here.

"Then wait until he arrives and talk about it." The other party will go to the door panel after finishing talking. Zhang Xiaojing's "snap" palm was pressed against the door with a tough attitude: "The court is doing things, can't wait. Do you want me to go in now, or wait for the county lieutenant to lead the team over?"

This intimidation seems to have worked. There was a moment of silence in the room, and another door panel was quickly removed, revealing a gap in half of the door. Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi stepped in, and a hand in the room lit the turtle-shaped candlestick on the table and held it in his hand.

The fire master is an old man with white spots, and his skin cracks like a jujube, and he can't see which family he is from. Behind him, rows and rows of bamboo bookshelves. Various precious silk rolls are placed on the bookshelf. Each roll is made of ivory white shaft and crystal buckle, and the type is marked with five-color cloth labels. There is a faint aroma of camphor, which clears the brain and refreshes the mind, and also prevents the beetle.

These books are not for reading, but gifts for the gift of officials and nobles. Fire Point has to deal with all kinds of communication documents every day.

Zhang Xiaojing wasn't greeted either. After entering the door, he chopped his head and asked, "I want to know who sent the commission to let Liu XVII and Mogalo assassinate Elder Puja of the Persian Temple."

The old man held the candlestick, and the candle light shone on the wrinkles on his face, and the light and shadow layered, making it impossible to grasp his true expression.

"Du Wei should know that we should keep the Lang to keep the client secret. This request can not be obeyed."

Zhang Xiaojing sneered: "Now this assassination commission involves a major case that threatens the entire Chang'an City. The court must know the answer, and those who intend to conceal and deal with it as accomplices!" Why should we trust the people of the world? Not to mention Du Wei, even Jingzhao Yin is here, and he cannot say that. "

Zhang Xiaojing was furious and thumped on the wall with a punch, the bookshelves in the house were all trembling. The candle holder in the old man's hand held firmly: "There is only one little old man here, and the captain can do everything he can to torture, never resist, but don't expect to say anything underneath." Zhang Xiaojing took out the crossbow machine, Holding his head in his head, he said yawningly: "Liu Xianqi said the same thing."

He didn't say the following, but the action was very clear. Being able to enter here with Liu Xia's code word is of course already fully explained. The old man's brow shook slightly on the right side: "Seventeen violated the precepts and caused harm to his family. I can't save him. Keeping the catcher, guarding the catcher, grace will pay, debts will be paid."

This is the motto of Shou Molang. When Shoucaolang goes out to work, his family must stay in Shoucaocheng. Liu XVII leaked the secret of Huodian. Even if he escaped his life, his family was dead.

Zhang Xiaojing said: "It's not just him. If anything happens to Chang'an, the entire guardian will die!"

The old man sighed when he saw Zhang Xiaojing sternly: "The name and identity of the principal, the old man can never be disclosed, but Du Wei wants to ask others. Within the authority, the old man knows everything."

No one can be a fire teacher in Chang'an City. Knowing that Zhang Xiaojing was leaning against the government, he was not too offended, so he proposed a workaround. Shou Maolang has a unique intelligence network in Beijing, and may have information that Jingan has not known.

Zhang Xiaojing then talked about the Turkic Wolf Guard and Que Lehuduo and asked if he had heard anything. After listening to the old man, he was amazed: "Little old man never went out today, I don't know the outside ... there was such a big thing. Let's check it out."

Holding the candlestick, he turned and walked deep into the bookshelf.

Zhang Xiaojing rested his crossbow on the table and waited a little irritably. He was also extremely worried about the attack on Jing Ansi. The punch just now was not so much to scare the fire master as to express his inner anxiety.

At this time, Tan Qi quietly ripped Zhang Xiaojing's sleeve: "This old man has the smell of Su Hexiang on his body, but no camphor smell." Zhang Xiaojing said, "Uh," there was no response. Tan Qi was a little anxious. Why was the man so slow in this regard: "He said that he stayed in the bookstore all day, so why didn't he have a camphor smell on his body, instead he was all Su Hexiang outside?"

Zhang Xiaojing's pupils shrunk sharply, and he "wowed" and pushed away the case in front of him, jumping into the bookshelf fiercely. The candlestick was hung by a copper hook beside the bamboo stand, and there was no one beside it.

No, to be precise, there is one more person. Here is a fat man with a short beard in his fifties, dressed in fox fur, lying between bookshelves, with a very fine mouth cut through his throat, and his eyes rounded.

Zhang Xiaojing realized in an instant that this is the real fire master. The old man was probably sent out by the mysterious organization. They gave Shourao an assassination request, and the contact person was the fire master. If he killed him, the clue would be completely cut off.

Who would have thought that Zhang Xiaojing shot the door as soon as he finished. Ordinary killer, leave after stabbing, will not ignore the outside and pat the door. But this guy's machine is changing fast, acting boldly and making people speechless. In a very short period of time, he thought that he would pretend to be a fire master in reverse, and took away the investigation progress of Jing Ansi.

This time, even the old rivers and lakes like Zhang Xiaojing were cheated. If it weren't for Tanqi that smelled flaws in the fragrance, I'm afraid they would still be kept in the dark.

Zhang Xiaojing had just figured out this section, but he hadn't turned around to call the police. Suddenly a loud man screamed from the bookstore. Then the row of bookshelves beside him collided one by one like a card nine, dumping him and the fire master's The body was pressed down. Zhang Xiaojing first called Tan Qi to quit the bookstore to prevent the guy from counterattacking, then raised his arms and pushed the bookshelf back again.

Fortunately, this is a bamboo frame with books on top, which is not too heavy. However, with such a pressure, the wound on the throat of the fire master bleeds again, staining Zhang Xiaojing's short shirt.

Zhang Xiaojing stood up, rushed to the end of the bookstore, and found the back window opened. He protruded his head and saw a dark shadow on the roof in the distance galloping gallopingly.

He was about to chase out, and suddenly there was a scream in his ear again, this time from outside the main entrance of the bookstore, it was Tanqi!

Zhang Xiaojing had to abandon this side first, turned and ran away outside the door. As soon as he went out, seven or eight lanterns were already on the outside. A dozen people like blacksmiths and coachmen surrounded the sand chess badly. They saw Zhang Xiaojing running out, showing anvil hammers and iron bars one after another.

"How about the fire master?" The leader yelled angrily.

These people are also Shou Maolang, responsible for the guard of the fire point, usually hidden in the carriages and blacksmith shops around the bookstore, they will not appear easily. They just came out after hearing the scream.

Zhang Xiaojing's complexion changed. It turned out that the scream was not a real scream, but the voice of the old man who deliberately studied the fire master in order to let those guards hear it. This old thing, deep in thought, Jane reached the terrible point. Only a short confrontation, how many traps are set.

Now surrounded by these guards, Zhang Xiaojing has no way to pursue him. Several guards pushed Zhang Xiaojing into the house, and soon they retreated, killing intently.

They all heard the heavy thumping of the wall just now. Apparently, it was the visitor and the fire master who were at odds. Soon came the scream of the fire master, and then the man ran out of blood. Now the body of the fire master in the house has been found, and beside the few cases of overturning in the house, a hand crossbow belonging to this man has also been found.

The facts cannot be understood.

"Shoucaolang, Shoucaolang, Eun must repay, debts must be paid." A group of people who looked exactly like the slogan, hammered the blacksmith. There are more than a dozen people here, and they have blocked the narrow alley. Zhang Xiaojing has three heads and six arms, and he is by no means an opponent.

Tan Qi said angrily: "The Fire Master is not what we killed." The guards sneered and didn't believe this weak argument. Zhang Xiaojing swept the bronze waist card and shouted: "I am Zhang Xiaojing, the captain of Jing'an. I was brought over by Liu 17 to ask the fire master for questioning. I never did it. The murderer had someone else."

The team was frowning. If the court officials were poor, it was really difficult to deal with. He signaled his men to suspend their hands: "You said Liu XVII? What about others?"

"Should be here soon."

The team said right: "Okay, just wait for him to come, and then decide your life and death." He threw the hammer in his hand at once, the blue muscles on his muscles burst out, and the murderousness in his eyes continued.

In the distance, a shadow jumped a few times and left Pingkangfang.

Hearing Ji Wen ’s announcement, Yao Ru could stay in place and turn into a stone statue.

Abduct Wang Yunxiu? Collusion with foreign enemies to attack Jingan Division?

Putting these two crimes on Zhang Xiaojing's head, Yao Ru can feel ridiculous. But in the eyes of the new chief of the Jingan Division, this is a normal speculation.

In the eyes of the world, prisoners are the most untrustworthy evil spirits. Just as Ji Wen said just now, a dead prisoner who killed his boss would not commit a second attempt-let alone Ji Wen, when Li Bigang promoted Zhang Xiaojing, Yao Runeng was prejudiced by himself, thinking that this person must be Don't have a picture.

This time is not like last time. Last time, Cui Qi made his own assertion and forcibly detained Zhang Xiaojing. There was no charge at all, so in You Xiaowei's document, he didn't even mention the name. But this time the public accusations against Zhang Xiaojing are completely different in nature, and he will no longer have any place in Beijing.

No, I have to explain to Ji Sicheng!

Yao Ru could push away the colleagues around him and rush to the Temple of Mercy. Ji Wen is talking to several surviving principals and assigning work. Regardless of etiquette, Yao Ru can forcefully interrupt: "Ji Duan Duan, you made a mistake!"

"Ok?"

"Ji ... Ji Sicheng ..." Yao Runeng changed his name reluctantly.

"Speak." Ji Wen let him speak.

"Below is Jing Ansi's arrester Yao Runeng, who has been following Zhang Duwei's investigations. His search for Miss Wang's family and stopping the Turkic Wolf Guard are all meritorious contributions. How could he collude with them? There must be a misunderstanding!"

Ji Wen shoved his beard and smiled softly: "Yaojia Alang, I have this question too. But Li Sicheng once said that the Turkic Wolf Guard is only a chess piece, and there is another pusher behind. Zhang Xiaojing cut off the Turkic Wolf Guard, I am afraid It's also the blindfold method they use. "

He pushed Li Bi out, and Yao Runeng couldn't refute it for a while. Ji Wen suddenly clapped his hands, suddenly said: "I just heard that I found a girl named Wen Ran in Changming Square, or you found it, right?"

"Yes."

"I heard that Zhang Xiaojing deliberately deceived Jing Ansi, pretending to find a clue to Wang Yunxiu, and let Li Sicheng mobilize a lot of resources to save it. But it was his concubine who rescued."

This is very poisonous, hiding the most sinister guesses, but most of the content is facts. Li Bi was indeed quite dissatisfied with this, and Yao Runeng knew it. But ... but this has nothing to do with Zhang Xiaojing's intimidation.

At that time, the official next to the official reading book also interjected: "When Zhang Xiaojing was in Wannian County, the nickname was Wu Zun Yan Luo, and he was vicious and desolate. Such a owl cannot be controlled by anyone.

His sentence has nothing to do with the theme, but it can be heard in the ears of most people, but it has become the best footnote for Zhang Xiaojing's character, and he has also brought Li Mi to piggyback.

Yao Ru could squeeze his fist tightly and wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of something.