The Longest Day in Chang’an

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I was so surprised to see Tanqi. She has been in the palace for a long time, and it is rare to see the old friends she held in the past, holding the hand of Tanqi: "But I haven't seen my sister in a long time, how has it been recently?"

Tianbao three years on the 15th of January, the beginning of the first month.

Guang'an Square, Chang'an County, Chang'an.

Yuan Zai returned to the entrance of Jingzhao Mansion again, slightly frustrated.

He finally caught Wen Ran, but he was unexpectedly met by Wang Yunxiu, not to mention that they were old-fashioned and very affectionate.

The Wolf Guard who wanted to hijack Wang Yunxiu robbed Wenran by mistake; the Xionghuo Gang, who wanted to hijack Wenyun, robbed Wang Yunxiu by mistake. There were two misunderstandings between yin and yang, which caused the two women to experience different kinds of panic and fright.

Yuan Zai knows this very well, so it is a headache. If you want to forcibly take Wen Ran away, you must explain clearly to Wang Yunxiu. But such an explanation, the so-called "Zhang Xiaojing kidnapped Wang Yunxiu" will be full of loopholes.

You know, although Wenran is an ordinary woman, her affairs can be related to Yongwang from the Xionghuo Gang all the way.

Wenran is nothing but an addition, but Wang Yunxiu is the core interest, and the plan for the latter must not be lost. Under the balance of right and left, Yuan Zai can only let go of the incident for a while, and let Wang Yunxiu take her back to the palace.

In order to ensure that no more accidents, Yuan Zai also boarded Wang Yunxiu's carriage. Wen Ran was very scared, but Wang Yunxiu was very happy. In a word, Yuan Zai immediately agreed, which shows that her opinion is very important in the other party's heart.

Yuan Zai sent them all the way to the door of the palace, and then returned. His heart was full of regrets, and this perfect night finally came out with a small flaw and failed to do all he could.

"Next, only Zhang Xiaojing is left."

He got out of the car in contemplation, thinking about how to arrange it in order to catch the most brutal fanatic after Changan built the city. Two people walked out of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, one of them looked strange. Yuan Zai's observation has always been careful. He narrowed his eyes and found that he was a Persian, actually wearing a blue doctor robe.

Changan Medical Center has always served in the Tang Dynasty. Hu people rarely have medical practitioners, and even if they do, they are only in private consultations, and they will never wear a shirt in a medical hall. Furthermore, Ji Sicheng has issued a platoon, how can he still be here?

"Could it be that he was an attacker who mixed into Jingzhao?"

Yuan Zai thought of this and suddenly called the police and continued to look at him. The more you look down, the more doubts you have. Why is there no diagnosis bag hanging around the waist? Why wear a pair of pouf boots instead of the leather shoes that doctors usually use? The most suspicious is the location of the stain on the shirt. You know, doctors who do this kind of trauma treatment often have to bend over to rescue. The front is most likely to be covered with dirt, and this person has a clean front and the stain is on the chest. The robe is not his, but belongs to a shorter person.

Yuan Zai looked at the fellow traveler again, as if he were a patient. There was nothing strange about his clothes, but his face was covered with soot, and his face was dirty and he could not see his face clearly. However, his pace surprised Yuan Zai. At almost every step, the distance was the same and the whole person was very stable.

Only one person can walk like this, soldier.

Yuan Zai thought of it, and more than one person said that the gangsters who attacked the Jingansi Hall seemed to be from a military rank-is it they?

He didn't say anything. There are only two people here. It's meaningless to catch. It's better to put a long line to see if you can catch a big fish. Yuan Zai was very happy. Tonight's luck was really too good. Could it be that even the cricket's nest could be stopped?

Yuan Zai quietly called a bad person, whispering a few words, the secret is appropriate.

Zhang Xiaojing and Is walked out of the Jingzhao House all the way.

Going outside, Is asked what happened next. Zhang Xiaojing shook the pocket full of broken pieces of bamboo and said to look for master Jian. Hearing Zhang Xiaojing's words, Yisi lifted his chin in disbelief: "Who can be more clever than me?"

Zhang Xiaojing looked up and looked at the black smoke rising from the main hall. He said with emotion: "In the Jingan Division Hall, there was a micro-annual sand table in Changan. artisan."

Zhang Xiaojing had heard Tan Qi's talk about it. When Li Mi organized the Jing'an Division, he demanded that a large sand table in the temple be built in line with Chang'an style. This is a very difficult task, and many famous craftsmen are reluctant to do so. The last craftsman named Chao Fen completed this masterpiece.

Interestingly, Chao Fen is not a person from the Central Plains. He was originally from Izumo, Japan. He followed Tang to envoy to Chang'an to learn the skills of Datang. This man is extremely talented. After spending more than ten years in Changan, his skills have been perfected. His master, the well-known Wei Wei Shao Qing Chao Heng-is also a Japanese.

Chao Fen lived in Zhiyefang, not far from here. If anyone in this Chang'an City can see the clues of this bamboo, it can only be Chao Chao.

The two left Guangdefang, re-entered into the choppy crowd of people, and soon rushed to the Zhiyefang. Here is close to the west side of Suzaku Avenue, which is also a top-ranked lot, and the light fixtures at the door are lined up and lively.

I do n’t know why, the lanterns here are more smart than others. For example, the scales of the Golden Dragon Lamp, when the wind blows, will slightly open, it looks like the dragon is alive; Shou Xing hands hold Shou Tao, the peach leaves will swing up and down, lifelike. Compared to ordinary lanterns, these changes are not big, but they are extremely clever and have a finishing touch.

Therefore, there are many people who watch lanterns near Shiye Square. Is worried: "These lanterns must have been from the craftsman. How could he be sitting in his house at this time, it must be a treasure from the broom, and he would appreciate it everywhere."

Zhang Xiaojing has given up his efforts to accuse him of using idioms, frowning and saying, "Do your best and follow your destiny."

The two separated the crowd and entered the square. Many small lanterns were also placed in the square, and the strings hung on both sides of the street, especially cute. Chao Fen is a celebrity in this square. After a little inquiries, he inquired about his residence.

It was an ordinary portal at the northeast corner of Cross Street, with a plain and unpretentious entrance. If it weren't for hanging a lantern that read "Chao Mansion", no one could believe that this was the residence of the artisan who made the sand table of Chang'an City.

Zhang Xiaojing stepped forward and knocked on the knocker, and soon a man with an apprenticeship opened the door, saying that the teacher was in the house. After they went in, they couldn't help but stunned.

The whole yard was full of bamboo, wood, stone, and mud, and there was almost no place to go. Various semi-finished copper figurines and iron pot porcelain pillows are piled up on a hill. A yellow brick kiln stood next to the yard, burning, and a little dwarf with a strong waist was staring at the kiln. The tight bronze-colored muscles were sweating and glowing in the fire.

Isaiah was surprised. Today is the Yuan Festival. This guy does n’t go out to play, but he still has a cat working in his house. Is n’t it too strange?

Zhang Xiaojing took a step closer and coughed. The dwarf turned a deaf ear and never looked back. The apprentice next to him whispered, "Teacher staring at the stove will sleep for days without paying attention to others ..."

Where did Zhang Xiaojing have this leisure, he took a step forward: "I am Zhang Xiaojing, Captain Jing'an. Come here tonight, there is something to ask Mr. Appraisal.

Hearing the word "Jing Ansi", Chao Fen finally turned his head and said indifferently: "What do you identify?"

"Crushed bamboo head." Zhang Xiaojing pinched the bag and shook it before his eyes.

"No interest, please come back." Chao Fen refused very simply. The apprentice whispered again: "This is what the teacher is. He has recently become fascinated with porcelain, and he is too lazy to read anything other than porcelain."

Zhang Xiaojing said: "This is related to the safety of Chang'an City, things are in a hurry, please be sure to look at it. This is not a request, this is an order!"

Unexpectedly, when Changan City was moved out, Chao Fen was still indifferent. His eyes kept staring at the mouth of the furnace, as if everything in the world was not as important as what was burned in the furnace.

If at ordinary times, he must praise him a craftsman's heart, but now time is precious, this guy is not allowed to be so willful. Zhang Xiaojing stretched out his hand to pull, but Chao Fang shook his backhand, and actually pulled his palm away. Zhang Xiaojing was proud of himself, but he couldn't walk for a round in front of Chao Fen.

In Changan for so many years, he focused on craftsmanship and worked out two iron arms early.

Isai was anxious at first glance: "Jingan Division suffered a heavy attack, was killed and injured, half of Si Cheng was captured, and the main hall was burned. This is the only clue ..." Hearing this, Chao Fen suddenly turned his fat neck, a pair Tiger Eye glared over here: "You say it again!"

"Secretary Jing'an suffered a heavy attack and was killed and injured in Thailand. Si Cheng was exiled ..."

"The next sentence!"

"The main hall was burned."

Chao separated his hands and suddenly grasped East. Easton felt like he was caught between a pair of iron tongs and could not move at all. Chao said with a deep voice: "The hall was burned, what about my sandbox?"

"Nature was also burned to ash."

Zhang Xiaojing said. He has been able to stop this person's veins. Chao Fen is an idiot. He has no interest except the utensils in his hands. If he wants to touch him, he must poke the place that makes him the most heartache.

Sure enough, Chao Fen heard that the sand table was destroyed, and the two groups of eyebrows twisted together, even more sorry than hearing the danger of the real Changan city. Suddenly he groaned, his two iron arms let go of Is, and bumped heavily on the nearby wooden board. With a click, the good cypress board broke in two.

"That's what I lent to Jingan Division! I'll take it back to Japan in the future and make another Changan out! It's so ruined? Who, who's hand?"

Zhang Xiaojing took the opportunity to say: "These bamboo heads are an important clue to catch the murderer." Chao Fang extended his big hand covered with calluses, his eyes red with blood: "Take it!"

Yiss handed over his pocket, Chao pointed out all the broken bamboo heads, identified them one by one, and the apprentice quickly cut the candle light to a little brighter. Although Chaofen ’s fingers were short and thick, he was cleverly tight, and the fine pieces of bamboo dust flowed between his fingers, but none of them fell. Chao Fen took another piece of smooth transparent jade, and narrowed his eyes to observe.

"These fragments came from the hands of twelve different craftsmen. Their hand strengths are different, and the cut marks on this piece of bamboo also vary in depth."

Isaid was stunned. He conceited his eyes sharply, but not as badly. Chao Fen said again: "This technique of cutting bamboo is not from the school of Chang'an. It should be a little further north. The bamboo is thin, the knife is included, and there are two layers of broken marks on the edge of many fragments. This is impossible. I had to make up one more knife, probably by the craftsmen around Shuofang. "

He deserves to be a master craftsman and read these fragments at a glance. But Zhang Xiaojing was slightly disappointed. The news did not help Que Lehuo.

"What about this?" He handed the bamboo piece from which the fish intestine fell.

He glanced at it for a while, and immediately talked eloquently: "There are octagonal outsides, there are grooves inside, you see, the bamboo is flat and narrow, and there are traces of fire. This is the typical method of Lingnanshi, and it has absorbed Linzhong Chuan Small details ... "The geographical characteristics of the entire Datang artisans have been carefully figured out by Chao Fen, and these things have no way to escape in front of him.

"Does this have anything to do with broken bamboo heads?"

"I can only say that, combined with the scattered bamboo pieces, they are all remnants of some kind of large-scale cutting."

"Can you see who cut it?" Zhang Xiaojing felt that this was a play.

Chao Fang glanced at him: "Changan artisans are tens of thousands, I am not a fortune teller, how can I tell?" Zhang Xiaojing choked, knowing that his request was indeed excessive. If he really knew what he was doing at a glance, he would be a god.

Chao Fen said slowly: "But I can tell you why it is used."

He instructed the apprentice to fetch two pieces of raw bamboo, and picked up a long-shaped knife with a strange shape, and carried the knife like wind. Zhang Xiaojing and Yisi looked at it, and the pieces of broken bamboo falling on the ground had the same shape as the pieces of broken bamboo they brought. After a while, Chao splits his hand and adds a weird bamboo tube, both ends of which are cut into zigzags, which can be fitted with another bamboo tube and can even rotate.

It's amazing to see just a few pieces of bamboo scraps and Chao Fen can push out the manufactured things.

"What can I do?"

"This is a unicorn arm, which can connect the beam to the column, drive the wheel to support the frame, and it has infinite functions. As far as I know, there is only one person's design in Chang'an, which requires such precise components." The only one I have not surpassed. "

"Who?"

"Mao Bora's son, Mao Shun."

Mao Poluo was an expert at the time of Wu Zhou. He was good at Danqing, finely crafted, and held the position of Shang Fangcheng in the middle of North Korea. After Wang Wuwu thought about it, he wrote a book with Chief Siyi. Please cast a bronze and iron Tianshu in front of the door. And this Tianshu is made by Mao Bora.

Maoshun ’s son, Maoshun, is more elaborate than his father ’s skills, and has a high status in the artisan world of Chang’an. Just look at Chao Fen's admiration, and you will know how good this person is.

Zhang Xiaojing had also heard the name and thought about it quickly. He had been puzzled before about what the Cricket intended to use the missing stone resin for. Now listen to Chao Fen said this, I am afraid this use is inseparable from a certain design of Mao Shun. As long as Mao Shun is seized, the intention is obvious. He quickly asked: "Master thinks, what design is used in Mao Shun?"

Chao parted: "Mao Shun was favored by the heavens and possessed the resources and was highly appreciated by the saints. This year, in Shangyuan, he dedicated a Taishang Xuanyuan headlight building to be used as a light-pulling ceremony. This building is over 100 Fifty feet wide, twenty-four rooms, externally decorated with colored mandarins, built-in lamp figurines, extremely complex structure, once lit, can rotate endlessly, shining for miles, is an unprecedented wonder. The sage highly appreciates it Build-now only to raise the candle. "

Between words, Chao Fen is very envious, who doesn't want his hard work to turn into real things? He didn't notice that Zhang Xiaojing's face had changed a lot.

"Is the Kirin arm used in this light tower?" Zhang Xiaojing shivered.

"Good. There are twenty-four lamp rooms on the Taishang Xuanyuan headlight building, each of which has a different set of lamp figurines. If these lamp figurines are to move on their own, they must be connected by a unicorn arm."

Zhang Xiaojing took the Qilin arm in Chaofen's hand and looked closely, and found that the inside was hollow. Chao Fen explained: "The Taishang Xuanyuan headlight building is too high, and the wood and stone materials are too heavy. Only the hollow bamboo is the most suitable for building."

"But then, isn't the Kirin arm easily damaged?"

"Bamboo is very light and can be replaced at any time. Moreover, the light tower only takes three days, and the problem is not big."

Zhang Xiaojing's mind was clear, even if he didn't understand the technology, he could roughly guess what the cricket was going to be. They first cut the bamboo tube into the shape of a unicorn arm, and then filled it with stone grease, which are small fiery fire thunder. At that time, the crickets were mixed into the lamphouse as a craftsman, and under the pretext of overhaul, they were replaced by "Kirin arms" under the eyes of everyone.

In this way, the entire Taishang Xuanyuan Lamp Building became an extremely huge fierce fire mine. Once it exploded, it would only be eroded within a few miles.

"Where was the lamp house built?"

"South of Xingqing Palace, the square in front of the main building of diligent administration."

Tonight is ugly, the emperor will be in the diligent government affairs building lights up ceremony, all the civil and military officials around are in the building, as well as the envoys of all nations who came to hajj. The Qinzheng government building is only thirty steps away from Taishang Xuanyuan Lamp Building.

Cricket's ambitions are obvious. They actually intended to wipe out the Datang court and turn the lantern-pulling ceremony into a national catastrophe.

When Zhang Xiaojing was shocked, he suddenly changed his mind. The fierce fire thunder has a characteristic that it must be heated before use, and it is impossible to pre-install the lamphouse. If the Cricket wants to achieve its goal, he must go to the scene to replace the unicorn arm one hour before the lamp is pulled out. Ugly is pulling out the lamp, it is now the beginning of the Zi, less than one and a half hours.

Those crickets are probably being installed in the lamphouse now!

Zhang Xiaojing jumped up suddenly, and he couldn't say anything more to Chao Fen. He couldn't even explain to Is and ran towards the door. This is the last chance. If we don't catch up, it will be too late.

But when he was about to reach the door, the door was slammed open. A large number of soldiers of the brigade army shouted, "Fubu not killing", and was admitted into the hospital, and immediately surrounded this place with a leak.

Yuan Zai stood far behind the soldiers, and looked at the "Cricket" with impatience.