The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Speaking of which, everyone could not help but look back together, focusing their attention on a girl in the crowd. It was this year's red chip pulling lights. She heard the murderer mentioning herself, and she couldn't help but change her face and stepped back.

The second day of Tianbao was October 7, at noon.

Chang'an, Wannian County, Jinggong Square.

A strong, pungent, **** smell permeated the entire polo field, and those healthy Western horses were anxious, kicking their hooves and setting off yellow dust.

Zhang Xiaojing stood in the middle of the court, panting, and the one-eyed red was like a mad beast. Not far away, a long-handled knife was thrown on the ground, and a giant horse beside him lay down on the ground like a mountain of meat. Its neck is tied with a ribbon, and the tail is bundled with feather ropes, which shows its unique status. Unfortunately, its abdomen has a large knife edge, and blood gurgling from the body, seeping into the loess, and soon dyeing the court A strange color of Zhu Qi.

At this time, his left hand was grabbing the hair bun of Yongwang Liyin, so that this nobleman could not move. Yong Wang kicked his legs in horror and shouted for help.

A lot of people have gathered around the stadium, including the elder brother who came to play polo, the servants of the Yongwang Mansion, the people near the stadium, and the large number of bad people who just arrived in Wannian County. But no one dared to get close to them, and who could guarantee that this madman would not fight against Yong Wang?

Zhang Xiaojing lowered his head and looked at the noble son: "Did Wen Wuji die like this?"

"I don't know! I don't know him !!" Yong Wang shouted hysterically.

He has not recovered from the shock just now. He was happily playing polo. Suddenly, a black figure rushed into the court, killing his beloved mount with a huge knife with a monstrous murderous intention, and then pressed himself to the ground. The golfers tried to come to the rescue, and the two people were killed cleanly, and the others were immediately scared away.

Yong Wang has never seen this one-eyed dragon, and his heart is inexplicable. It wasn't until the one-eyed Longkou spit the name "Wen Wuji" that he really became afraid.

Zhang Xiaojing's knife shook, and his voice was colder than that of a poisonous snake: "Here is a ten-year-old bad handsome, and the torture case is the best. Since it has been found here, it is best not to lie to His Royal Highness." The threat was frightening, he could feel it, and this killing **** could do everything. He stopped, hurriedly said: "I really don't know!"

Zhang Xiaojing took out a small bamboo tube from his arms without expression and forced it into Yongwang's mouth. Yongwang only felt a bitter juice flowing into his stomach along his throat, and then Zhang Xiaojing put a square scarf around his mouth tightly. on.

He whined and tried to struggle. Zhang Xiaojing punched Zhongyongwang's ribs in one punch: "Mo worry, this is an emetic soup made by Houttuynia cordata and Bai Weigen. Any medicine store is always available. It is a good way to save the poisoned, um ... but if there is a mouth Things are different, it's different. "

As if to prove Zhang Xiaojing's words were true, Yong Wang suddenly bowed his waist and vomited violently. The porridge-like digestion in the stomach rushed back to the mouth along the esophagus and was about to spit out, but was blocked by the square in front of the mouth, and flowed back again. A part of it entered the respiratory tract, and the prince choked on it.

On one side, the stomach cramps and keeps coming back, and on the other side, the mouth is not vented, and it is poured into the nose. The two overlap, let Yong Wang tears together, extremely embarrassed, and even sporadic vomit ejected from the nostrils. If it continues this way, it is likely to be choked to death.

Zhang Xiaojing looked almost, and stretched out his hand to untie the square. Yong Wang Rumeng amnesty, lying on the ground and vomiting for a while, then stopped. Zhang Xiaojing said coldly: "This is Wanliu Guizong, which is the torture technique invented by Lai Junchen at that time. It is the lightest of the eight methods of Lai Shi. If your highness has leisure, we can try one by one. Come."

This guy actually intends to impose a punishment on a prince in full view? Yong Wang finally determined that he was a lunatic. For lunatics, power and reason are useless, only obedient and soft.

"I, I said ..." Yong Wang's throat was hot, and he could only say dumbly.

"Speak from the beginning."

It turned out that on July 7th in the second year of Tianbao, Yong Wang occasionally passed Dunyi Square and happened to see Wen Ran setting up incense cases in the yard and begging to heaven. When he saw that Wenran was outstanding, he moved his mind. Back at the mansion, Yong Wang chatted with his confidant and left the matter behind. Later, after a few days, he happily came to the newspaper and said that he could buy Wenran as a slave in the future, and then Yongwang knew that these people had made things worse.

"This king covets the beauty of beauty, but he has no heart to seize. It is really the Xionghuo Gang, Wannian County Lieutenant who are willing to please and wantonly to play, this is causing a disaster, it is not my intention!"

Zhang Xiaojing understood it as soon as he heard it. There are too many such facts, and the above may just be an unintentional sentence, but the people below will take ten times the effort to promote it. I am afraid that the Xionghuo Gang has taken a fancy to Wenji, and this time, using Yongwang's signboard, he made a trivial matter to make people die.

"Ben Wang also scolded them fiercely, these people are really unreasonable!"

"It's just a matter of no reason?" Zhang Xiaojing's mouth twitched. "And then three fines?" In your eyes, are these grass folks all right like ants and crickets? "Yong Wang realized that he was wrong. It was half flattering: "You have revenge, brave men, you should only go to them. This king will accompany you."

"Your Highness is bothered, the Xionghuo Gang has been washed by me again, and the County Lieutenant is also slaughtered by me." Zhang Xiaojing said lightly. Yong Wang's forehead jumped, feeling a pain in his stomach, knowing that he could never be good today.

Zhang Xiaojing went to the field to investigate the case before, and he heard this shocking change once in Changan. He remained silent, and proceeded to investigate in secret. With his bad and handsome means, he easily identified the forces involved. So Zhang Xiaojing first found a reason, led the bad guy to uproot the Xionghuo Gang almost, but unfortunately Feng Dalun ran fast and escaped a life.

Wannian County Lieutenant rushed to hear the news and quickly stopped Zhang Xiaojing. He has worked with Zhang Xiaojing for several years and the relationship is okay, so Zhang Xiaojing wanted to be reasonable. Unexpectedly, county Wei Mingli pretended to appease, but was poisoned in the wine. There were a large number of swordsmen around him, and Zhang Xiaojing was going to be killed on the spot. Fortunately, with the familiar reports of his men, Zhang Xiaojing took the lead in counterattack and killed the county officer with a knife.

Zhang Xiaojing knows that there is still a reason to kill the Xionghuo Gang. If he kills his boss, he will be prosecuted as a death penalty. He rushed straight to the polo field, and took the last culprit first.

King Yong raised his head and tried to persuade: "You have committed a heinous crime, I am afraid you are going to die. This king can still speak to his father and emperor, maybe he can be lenient." Zhang Xiaojing stretched out unexpectedly The big hand, grabbed Yong Wang's hair bun, picked up his neck, and dragged away from the court step by step.

The Yongwang was terrified, thinking he was ready to poison his hands. It's a pity that Zhang Xiaojing's hand, like iron tongs, couldn't break free.

"Gan Xiaowei, Liu Wenban, Song Sixteen, Du Brao, Wang Hedong, Fan Laosi ..." Zhang Xiaojing dragged while nagging some names. Yong Wang does not understand who these people are or what they have to do with this incident.

"They were all dead, all died in the Western Regions, and the Turks were killed. Wen Wuji and I brought their ashes together and placed them in the Wenji Xiangpu, the brothers of the Eighth regiment, except Xiao Except for the kid, Chang'an has come to Changan anyway ... "Zhang Xiaojing's voice was originally stable, but it suddenly became murderous." But you have broken down the shop of Wenji, and all those ashes are broken It ’s spilled into the dirt and rubble, and I ca n’t find it again. "

"It's not me, it's them! They!" Yong Wang shouted with hoarse exhaustion, he felt he was too wrong.

Zhang Xiaojing stomped on the ground of the horse racetrack: "Since then, the brothers of the eighth regiment, like the yellow sand at this foot, are trampled by people and horseshoes every day."

When Yongwang heard this, the spine climbed with a coolness. He seemed to be bitten by a poisonous snake, his limbs froze, let Zhang Xiaojing drag.

The bad guys around and the chief of the palace followed them closely, but no one dared to get close. The names of the five Yan Luos are so powerful in their hearts that they are just forming an array in the periphery and watching from afar.

The call of Yongwang did not touch Zhang Xiaojing at all. He dragged the sixteen princes facelessly away from the polo field to the Guanyin Temple across the street.

This Guanyin Temple in Jinggong Square is not large in scale. The temple is best known for enshrining a jade statue of Guanyin. This temple has a deep relationship with Yongwang. When he was born, he suffered a serious illness. His mother Guo came to this temple to pray for three days and nights. It didn't take long for Guo to die. Strange to say, on the day of Guo's death, Yong Wang was miraculously healed. The palace said that Guo moved the Bodhisattva and changed his life for one. Her card was also placed in the temple.

With this fate, Yong Wang was very concerned about this Guanyin Temple, and often rewarded him. He would come to incense every year during the festival and pay a visit to Guanyin and mother. His interest in polo is precisely because there is a polo field on the street near Guanyin Temple. Every time he comes to Shangxiang, he plays by the way and slowly becomes a master.

At this time he found that Zhang Xiaojing dragged him to Guanyin Temple, straight hair in his heart, wondering what the lunatic was going to do. Zhang Xiaojing kicked the temple door open and drove away the monk who lived in the temple with his eyes, and went straight to Guanyin Hall.

The dripping Guanyin was standing in the hall, warm and clear, with extraordinary appearance. There is also a side shrine with seven lotus flowers standing next to it, and there is a sign standing inside, which is naturally the mother of the Yong King Guo.

Zhang Xiaojing let go of his hand and kicked Yongwang to the ground, letting him kneel in front of the Guanyin statue. Yong Wang looked up and saw his mother's card, and he burst into tears.

"You swear me in front of the Bodhisattva and your mother-in-law, and I will spare you a life." Zhang Xiaojing said lightly. Yong Wang couldn't believe his ears: "What oath?"

"From now on, you must not retaliate or investigate Wenran and Wenji Xiangpu.

Yong Wang thought it was too easy. Would n’t it be a new trick torment people? He opened his mouth and didn't dare to agree easily.

Zhang Xiaojing was expressionless, but his heart smiled slightly.

Kill all the people involved in the incident, although they are happy, but they will definitely be retaliated against. He is familiar with the means of those people.

He died alone, and he died. But Wenran is still young, and she still has a long way to go. Wen Wuji has a spirit in heaven and will never allow Zhang Xiaojing to sacrifice his daughter's happiness in order to avenge himself.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaojing went crazy, but could not ignore the fate of Wenran-she could be regarded as the only blood of the entire eighth regiment remaining in the world.

Zhang Xiaojing captured King Yong, and from the beginning did not intend to kill him, but forced him to make a guarantee not to start again against Wenran. Zhang Xiaojing has done an investigation, and Yong Wang sincerely believes in the Guanyin Temple. He swears here that he should take it seriously. As long as Yong Wang dared not take action, his men will surely have a degree of convergence and Wen Ran will be able to lead a peaceful life.

Zhang Xiaojing thought of this and kicked over again, urging him to hurry. Yongwang had to kneel on the ground reluctantly, and wipe the stains off the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. Burn incense to Guanyin, worship, then incense to your mother, bow, and then squeeze a line of incense, twisting and squeezing and said: "From now on, the king and the Wen family will have a grudge against each other. If there is any violation, Tian Lei will die! "

After speaking, Yongwang respectfully knocked three heads respectfully. No matter how stubborn he is, in the presence of Guanyin and his mother, he is always respectful. After doing this, he folded the incense into two and handed it to Zhang Xiaojing: "Is that all right?"

Zhang Xiaojing took the incense and crushed it with his fingers into a fine powder: "If you break the oath, even if the Guanyin Bodhisattva does not pursue it, I will come to you." Yong Wang lowered his head and dared not with that horrible one-eyed Stare.

Zhang Xiaojing breathed a sigh of relief, and ignored him, turned and walked out of the temple, his arms flicked, and pushed open the temple door and went out. There were already soldiers gathered outside the temple, and when he came out, he drew swords and crossbows. Seeing Zhang Xiaojing take the hand out, the first reaction of those bad people actually took a step back at the same time.

"Ten thousand years of bad handsome Zhang Xiaojing, surrendered himself!"

Zhang Xiaojing calmed down, raised his head, shouted loudly in front of the crowd, and startled a dark nest of old birds on the big tree in front of the door.

A few months later, Zhang Xiaojing did not expect to see Yongwang again, and it was on such an occasion.

Yong Wang did not expect to see Zhang Xiaojing again. Since the attack on the polo field, he has fallen ill, and when Zhang Xiaojing is mentioned, his stomach will cramp and vomit. Seeing the deity at this time, he was even blushing, his lips together, and "wow" spit out the precious wine. The sour gas came tangy.

Xiao Gui laughed: "Big head, you left him a life earlier to protect the affair. Now there is no need to worry about this, the murderer who kills Wen Wuji, will leave it to you!"

Zhang Xiaojing took a step forward in silence, and Yong Wang panicked his right hand in panic: "You promised, I won't touch it, you won't kill me!"

"Today Xionghuo Gang kidnapped Wenran, do you know?" Zhang Xiaojing asked.

"Uh ... uh ... I didn't know it in advance!" Yong Wang's face was uncertain. He did not lie, Feng Dalun informed him afterwards, and was acquiesced. In Yong Wang's heart, this is not an oath-but the problem is that he does not have the final say.

"Big head, don't talk to him, pick out your heart and soul with a knife, and the sacrifice is unscrupulous." Xiao Gui shouted above.

The air in the hall suddenly became tense. Everyone knows that the emperor is very fond of the sixteen princes, and now these thieves are going to open the heart of the Yongwang live in his face, how should it be.

Zhang Xiaojing grabbed Yong Wang's shirt with a blank expression, suddenly extended his arm, and slapped him hard. Yongwang was beaten dizzy and his cheeks swelled up. Xiao Gui thought that he was going to vent first, without urging, and waited with interest to watch him start.

Zhang Xiaojing said: "It's too cheap to pick him up for this kind of faint king. The eight methods of Lai's, you have to give him one by one." He grinned, revealing a gruesome grudge. When Yongwang heard it, his whole body shook like a chaff. Last year, "Wanliu Guizong" had tortured him so much that he was not as good as death.

Xiao Gui looked at the fire outside: "It's not to sweep your interest, our time is running out." Zhang Xiaojing kicked Yong Wang down and stepped on his chest, grinning: "It's okay, I think of a good idea . "

He was dragging Yong Wang's hair bun just like it was a few months ago, and dragged him fiercely to the broken bridge on the seventh floor, pushing it out. Half of Yong Wang's body was hanging outside the diligent government building. Xiao Gui watched with interest, looking forward to what wonderful drama. Tianzi stood beside him, motionless, but his eyes showed anger.

Yong Wang has been scared away, vomiting loudly, as if the nightmare is recurring. Zhang Xiaojing grabbed his skirt and lowered his voice and said: "If you want to live, just listen to me."

Yong Wang was still screaming, Zhang Xiaojing gave him a slap in the face: "I really want to kill you now, but now I still need you to do one thing." Yong Wang was stunned, not understanding the end What do you mean. Zhang Xiaojing said: "I will push you downstairs next, you have to listen carefully ..."

He whispered something in the ear of Yong Wang. Yong Wang opened his eyes first, then shook his head desperately. It's a pity that Zhang Xiaojing didn't give him the opportunity to push hard, Yong Wang screamed and fell straight down from the seven-story broken bridge. Since it is called the Star Picking Palace here, it is naturally very high from the ground. If you fall down like this, it will definitely become a mess of meat.

After the prince was smashed, Zhang Xiaojing returned to the main hall with a calm mind. Xiao Gui licked his lips, feeling a little unpleasant: "Big head, you are so cheap for him?" Zhang Xiaojing said lightly: "As you said, time is running out, let's go straight to the topic and better." His eyes floated to the emperor.

"Enough! You have something to tell me directly."