The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Zhang Xiaojing is worried, except Yao Runeng, do not know how Xu Bin is now? And Li Mi, and Tan Chess thrown in Pingkangfang, where would she go? What's more important is ... There is also a smudge. That was the last blood of his comrade-in-arms in this world. If something happens to him, how can he be seen under Jiuquan?

People who went all out to rescue Chang'an were swallowed up by this dark city. Zhang Xiaojing only felt that desperate vines were wrapped around his ankles, and the darkness around him was like a wall, and there was no light.

This mood is like he stepped into Wenji Xiangpu last year. He looked at the messy ground, saw the smell of crying with his head down, saw the documents jointly signed by Yu and Wannian County Lieutenant, and saw the unscrupulous Wen Li lying on the ground covered with rags. Zhang Xiaojing fell into the quagmire. , Even the strength to take a step and make a sound.

Now as I move forward, Zhang Xiaojing becomes more nervous, not knowing what is waiting for him. But in the next moment, his eyes narrowed, emitting a fierce and dangerous light-this was the anger that burst out of the extreme suppression.

If all this is not as expected, simply go crazy again. He thought to himself.

Yi Si didn't know Zhang Xiaojing's determination. He kept looking at the mule until he saw the gate of Guangdefang.

At this time dozens of soldiers stood in Fangmen, guarded heavily. There has just been a major attack here, so the alert level is much higher than elsewhere. Isaiah volunteered and said that I would go inquire about it. It didn't take long for him to return, and he said that he had been banned from entering.

Zhang Xiaojing was surprised that this command was too rough to say nothing in real sense, but would cause everyone to be suspicious. Only the laziest officials will do so across the board.

East could not enter, neither could Zhang Xiaojing. His one-eye was too obvious, and he would definitely be seen by the guards. They were thinking about a way out, and there happened to be a little man from Hu who came out of the square with a frustrated look and a bag in his hand.

Zhang Xiaojing recognized him as a member of the Jingan Division, but he dared not come forward. At this time, the value of Is was revealed. He looks handsome and talkative and profound, and outsiders seem to be good men. Is holding the young man to ask for a moment, without much effort to understand.

It turned out that the organization that attacked the Jingan Division was a self-proclaimed "cricket". They also kidnapped Li Mi. Then a history called Ji Wen took over the entire Jingan Division. Both the "Wanted Zhang Xiaojing Order" and "Paihu Order" were issued by him. The new Jing'an Division is now located in Jingzhao Mansion and is being rebuilt. Unfortunately, the experienced surviving Hu officials have just been kicked out.

As for the whereabouts of Yao Runeng, Xu Bin, and Wenran, the little official was at a loss.

Zhang Xiaojing's face was tense. This change exceeded the worst condition he estimated. The origin of the earthworm is unknown, but the energy is enormous; and the entire Jingan Secretary can not only become a help, but become the most terrible enemy.

What a terrible thing it is to face two enemies at once.

Zhang Xiaojing stood outside Guangdefang, looking deep into the dark smoke of the night sky. In that direction, should it be the burning Jingansi Hall? Not to mention this hall, even those who initially promised him pardon promises and entrusted him to do things were no longer there. Zhang Xiaojing is now completely out of hand, and has lost all his legitimacy.

So far, why a desperate prisoner so desperately?

If Zhang Xiaojing turned around and left now, no one would accuse him of moral loss. In fact, it is still unknown whether Chang'an City will have the opportunity to remember his name after tonight.

East stood beside, a little confused. He could feel that Zhang Xiaojing's momentum was changing all the time, suddenly strong and weak, and seemed to be struggling somehow inside. Ease didn't dare to bother, but had to draw a cross on his chest and pray for him silently.

Shortly afterwards, Zhang Xiaojing slowly raised his hand and habitually flicked the eye sockets, actually smiling:

"Deacon East, I heard you chat with Tanqi before, and once said that Jing Zun has mercy on the world and enters the world to atone for all people. Can this be the case?"

"Exactly." Is didn't understand how he suddenly mentioned this.

"I remember Tanqi also said that there is a Tibetan Bodhisattva in Buddhism, he made a vow, **** is not empty, and he wo n’t become a Buddha. Both Jing and Shi, these great virtues, are willing to be responsible for their choices, and they are in **** , Not to mention people? "

Speaking of which, Zhang Xiaojing's one-eye brightened again, clear and clear, and no longer confused: "Yes, originally I wanted to be bad. As of now, I am a prisoner of death. Scruples are right. "

He laughed loudly, and the laughter went up against the night sky, and the pride was dry. Is slightly narrowed his eyes in confusion, only to realize that the other party was very dazzling.

"Go." Zhang Xiaojing waved his hand.

The two gates of Guangdefang were definitely unable to enter. The two of them led the mule to the side of Guangdefang. Zhang Xiaojing remembers that there is a canal here, which can lead directly to Jing'an Rear Garden. But when I walked over and saw that the ditch was also blocked, a dozen soldiers stood on the ditch, and no one was allowed to come close.

From this position, Jing Ansi ’s main hall can be seen more clearly. It is still burning, and the left and right sides of the hall are also full of smoke, making Zhang Xiaojing very worried about whether the exhibits of Changming Square will be burned.

The Dawanglou is still there, with several striking purple lights hanging above it, but the arrangement is scattered, and at first glance it is a layman. It seems that Yao Runeng is no longer there.

"Let's go over the wall!"

Eswen creaked a sentence, rolled up his sleeves and eagerly tried. His interest in this kind of thing over the wall is second only to his love for Jing Zun. However, Zhang Xiaojing shook his head, and Jing Ansi even took care of the drains, indicating that other places are also heavily guarded.

In his mind, this new Jing'an Division is also an enemy and must be guarded from time to time.

Suddenly Zhang Xiaojing remembered that there should be a ladder between Caolu in the Temple of Mercy and Jing'an. So they silently retreated from the side of the ditch, and walked to a corner of the Temple of Mercy close to the wall of the square.

Here, the blue bricks are stacked to form an inclination angle. In order to highlight the characteristics of the interpretation, the upper edge is also added with a circle of convex edges of the bodhi pattern, which not only seems to be a large Dharma, but also suitable for climbing. More importantly, there is no guard outside the wall, which shows that the security guards of Jingan Division have not expanded to the area of ​​the Temple of Mercy.

Isaid said "Blessed by Heavenly Father", and then spit on the palm of his hand, and was about to climb towards the wall. Zhang Xiaojing suddenly held his shoulder: "Deacon Isi, you are enough to help me get on the wall. Guangde The fortunes in the square are unclear, you don't need to go to this muddy water. "

He was wounded and not easy to use force, and needed help from Is. But in the next adventure, Zhang Xiaojing didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Iss dissatisfied said: "Is it possible that Captain Durant is abandoning his aging and dying next year?

Zhang Xiaojing could not correct his words, and shook his head: "I am no longer a captain, but a wanted death row prisoner. You follow me, not only can you justify the name of Jing Temple, but you will be implicated." Pointing his finger, he nodded his gem-like eyes: "Under this pair of eyes, washed by autumn water, there is nothing in the city of Chang'an that can't be seen through. Judging from the perspective below, it's never wrong to follow captain. "

Zhang Xiaojing is not quite sure where this confidence comes from. However, it was not early, and there was no longer any delay. He said lightly: "As long as you are willing to take responsibility for your choice." Then he climbed to the wall.

The two spent a lot of effort turning into the Temple of Mercy. The temple was quiet at this time, and there was no candlelight. Zhang Xiaojing carefully walked through the Zen forest, bypassed the pagoda, and came to the grass cottage.

The cottage was empty, but there were traces of inspections inside. An oily wooden plate was overturned on the ground, which was used by Tanqi to serve you and Li Mi several hours ago.

The searcher should have left, and there was no ambush around the cottage. Zhang Xiaojing walked to the courtyard wall, and indeed the ladder had been removed and removed.

There are only a few people who know the existence of this cottage. It was plagiarized here, indicating that either Yao Runeng or Xu Bin fell to the enemy and was forced to tell the secret. Zhang Xiaojing squatted down beside the release pool and saw that the ice broke a large hole, and there were dozens of footprints covered with water stains around it. I'm afraid there have been fights here, but I don't know who it is.

Seeing these traces, Zhang Xiaojing felt that the reconstructed Jing'an Division was not simply incompetent, but was full of malicious intent, and was deliberately trying to discredit all arrangements within Li Miren.

Caolu is close to the courtyard wall of Jingansi, and it is not easy to climb. Fortunately, there is a master of the running cave like Yiss, who successfully jumped on the wall using the cypress tree next to it, and hung a rope to pull Zhang Xiaojing.

With both feet on the ground, gently raising a dust, Zhang Xiaojing once again returned to Jing'an Division.

The last time he was in Jing'an, it was still noon on that day. Li Bigang went to congratulate the governor and took the sole authority to send him to Pingkang Li to investigate the case. At that time, the Jing'an Division elite was present, and no matter the Wanglou system, the brigade army, or the big case operation, they all operated efficiently.

In just six hours, this place has been reduced to a ruin of hell. It's a pity that Zhang Xiaojing didn't have time to go straight to the evidence room.

The exhibit room is located in a warehouse near the left-side hall, which contains various sites that may be useful. Cao Poyan's necklace was re-stringed here. Zhang Xiaojing and Yisi moved carefully along the edge of the fire field, tolerating the high temperature of the people, passing through the main hall and following a broken corridor to the left side hall.

The fire in the left-hand hall is no weaker than the main hall. This is where the file files are stored, and it burns extremely quickly. If the left-side hall also suffered a fire, I am afraid it will not be spared here.

When Zhang Xiaojing arrived, the fire was still weak, and there were crackling sounds. Through the firelight, I could barely see that the exhibit room was also shrouded in thick smoke, and what happened to the contents stored in it did not matter.

It seems that Jing Anji has also given up his efforts to put out the fight, leaving no one left, letting them burn. Zhang Xiaojing didn't give up, he looked around and suddenly noticed a corpse lying nearby.

It's also miserable. The body was covered in fire raccoon cloth, and he held a hemp cloth in his hand. It should be the first martial arts rushed in to save the fire. Looking at the footprints on him, I am afraid that he was trampled to death by the fleeing crowd.

He took the fire raccoon from his body and draped it over his body, then picked up the linen and clasped his hands tightly. This hemp board is actually a long wooden pole with a large bundle of coarse hemp scattered at the top, which can be dipped in water and mud to fight the flames.

Zhang Xiaojing told East to say: "If I didn't come back, you will leave the same way and leave Beijing as soon as possible." East also didn't know what to say, so he said he would pray for him. In the sound of prayer, Zhang Xiaojing loosened his belt and made a big pass on the head of the horse, then put on a fire raccoon cloth, held the horse, and rushed down the fire with his head down.

This area even burned the ground, and Zhang Xiaojing's feet felt like they were stepping on the tip of the needle through a layer of leather boots. He slightly resolved the direction and went straight to the evidence room.

The exhibit room is located in the outer corner of the left corner of the hall, and is not connected to the inside. Zhang Xiaojing does not have to risk rushing in. It is finally a lucky one. He flicked the hemp, drove away the hot air and smoke, and touched a place that was too smokey. He covered his mouth and nose with a linen cloth saturated with urine.

After finally rushing to the door, Zhang Xiaojing saw the flames screaming inside, and the whole wooden structure was still there, but it was already crumbling. With this equipment in hand, it is impossible to press out a channel. He approached several times and was forced back by the heat wave.

Bamboos are flammable, I am afraid they are the first batch of ashes, even if rushed in, it does not make much sense. Zhang Xiaojing had to retreat toward the original place and walked halfway, and suddenly the left-handed palace made a scream of blame.

"Not good!" Zhang Xiaojing realized that this was the sound of the beam breaking, which meant that the entire building was about to collapse, and then the wood fire was flying, and it was possible to smash it, which was the most dangerous moment for the firefighters.

He glanced far away, there were more than thirty steps to a safe distance, and it was impossible to rush past. Zhang Xiaojing took the opportunity to stand upright and lay directly next to a flower bed opposite the left-handed temple. Then he raised the hemp up high. In case a large object flew over, it could at least be crooked and not smashed.

He had just done this protective action, and he saw that the left-handed temple had lost the girders and diagonal braces of the girder, and could no longer support the weight of the big roof. With a bang, it cracked and collapsed in the wailing of wood. Countless pieces of wood with flames flew around. Among them was a burning rafter, which was pressed upright and spun a few times in the air like a torch like a tortoise, falling right next to the flower bed ...

Zhang Luo is one of the principals of the Ministry of Yu. He ca n’t play like other colleagues tonight, so he must keep an eye on the lanterns everywhere.

Changan ’s lanterns are generally built by businesses everywhere, but only those builders awarded by the Yu Ministry will be eligible to participate in the construction. If there is an accident with the lantern, the craftsman and the issuing officer will be chained.

The lantern is different from other things. In case something goes wrong, the eyes are full and there is no way to hide it. Coupled with the extravagant style of Changan and the preference for fighting lamps, the larger and larger the various lanterns are, the more candle sparks are, and the possibility of accidents has also increased exponentially. Zhang Luo was very nervous and specially sent a dozen or so officials on duty to patrol along the street to avoid any mess.

His pressure doesn't stop there.

In addition to the private flower lanterns, the royal family must also decorate the lanterns, and they must be decent and luxurious enough to never be compared with the folks, so as to reflect the dignity of the sky.

The Royal Lanterns were purchased and built, and they were managed by their own government, but Zhang Luode was responsible for daily maintenance and trivial chores such as adding candles to the cloth. In other words, these lanterns did not pass the hands of the Yu Ministry, but the Yu Ministry had to be responsible if something went wrong. Although Zhang Luo was arrogant, he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to redouble his heart.

Especially in Shangyuan this year, I do n’t know who made the idea, but I even built a 150-foot large lamp tower in front of the Xingqing Palace. Gorgeousness is gorgeousness, but Tianzi does not know how much energy the following people have to take care of. Not to mention other troubles, when the time comes to switch off the lights, how many people have to be sent above the light tower to ensure that such a big light tower will light up at the same time!

The candle-burning affairs of the headlight building, from the allocation of materials to the selection of operators, are the sole responsibility of Zhang Luo. This is a thankless errand. Yubu ’s Langzhong and Yuanwailang will only blame others. The following tactical agents—such as Feng Dalun—were rid of them early, and in the end they could only catch the unlucky ghosts who had no background. Zhang Luo's head.

He was standing at the junction of Anxing Chongren, where there was an Gongyue Bridge, and the river of Longshouqu gurgled under the bridge. Standing on the top of the bridge, holding the railing, the nearby lanterns can be seen at a glance. This Gongyue Bridge is a good place to watch lanterns. In addition to Zhang Luo, there are hundreds of people trying to squeeze up and grab a good position.

In order not to affect his work, Zhang Luo specially sent three strong men to surround himself, forcing a circle with wooden sticks. But now there are too many people, crowded and crowded each other, the black pressure on the bridge is all human heads. The three guards did nothing, and retired to stand close to Zhang Luo.

Zhang Luo looked at the time, and according to the plan, at a moment later, all the craftsmen, Yu officials, and Zaoyi Xiaoyu who he personally selected would gather near the Xingqing Palace, and then enter the headlight tower together to prepare for the final candle burning. Seeing more and more people on the bridge, he decided to leave early, and then explained the details of the candle burning with his men.

Although they have practiced many times in advance, there should be no mistakes, but Zhang Luo feels right to be careful.

He instructed the guards to exit a passage and was about to step down the bridge. Suddenly there was a cry of excitement from the crowd. Zhang Luo's eyes glared, and spend money in such a crowded place? Those who throw money should be caught and killed!