The Longest Day in Chang’an

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At this time, the sun on the east side of the distance is spraying out thinly, the sky is bright, and the whole Yixiang Pavilion begins to be filled with intoxicating fragrance.

Tianbao three years on the 15th of January, Chenzheng.

Chang'an, Chang'an County, Xinghua Square.

In Jingan Division, the hall is a wonderful and contradictory role.

He is omnipresent in the Jingan Division, and no one knows it. Everyone has seen the figure of this man running, and everyone is familiar with his loud voice. Frequently in and out of the hall, frequently notified of major events. Much of the information in Chang'an City was communicated to various principals through his hands. How many decisions were made by his hands scattered around Wanglou.

It is strange that no one will notice his existence at all, or even know his name. Everyone takes him for granted, just like a summer cicada lying on a tree in Zhongnan Mountain. The cicada grows louder and Lin becomes quieter. No one will specifically focus on a general body.

Such a person turned out to be the inner ghost who introduced the earthworm.

At first glance it may seem terrifying, but think about it carefully. Being able to get in and out of the Jing'an Division frequently, being able to keep up to date with the latest situation developments and decision-making, and not being noticeable at all-who is it, not him?

This is a clever illusion that almost conceals everyone. They all desperately looked down in the distance, but the ghost was standing in the darkness under the lamp, with a sneer on his face.

Zhao Shenjun looked at the dying breath lying on the ground, his face dignified. He is not a member of the Jing'an Division, but he also knows that this person has a very important relationship, and there must be no failure. Seizing the inner ghost does not mean you are done. This guy must have his own feet, and trying to find the principal behind the scene is the top priority.

Must be returned to Jingzhao House as soon as possible!

Yao Runeng's arm, still tightly clinging to the body, is like an iron hoop. Zhao Shenjun ordered to separate the two people, and several strong soldiers took turns to force them, and then barely broke their fingers apart, showing how tough Yao Ru could be before the coma.

The soldiers tied the pass with all their hands and feet, put a bandage around their mouths, and got a stretcher towards Jingzhao Mansion. Zhao Shenjun glanced at Yao Runeng, who was lying on the ground and was seriously injured, and gave a deep sigh.

Yao Runeng's back injury didn't look very good, even if he woke up, it was a paralyzed life. Such a motivated young man, who had a promising future, unfortunately it is here. He was once coerced by this kid in You Xiaowei, but now he has to secretly praise a good thing. If it weren't for Yao Ru, who could not care about his body, if he couldn't do it, he could escape.

What Zhao Shenjun couldn't understand is why did he work so hard? Is the salary of the Jingan Secretary so high? Speaking of which, the Jingan people he met today were all freaks, Yao Runeng was one, Li Bi was one, Zhang Xiaojing was even one, and even that woman was a bit abnormal.

Zhao Shenjun shook his head, withdrawn his loose mind, and ordered to get a stretcher to send Yao Runeng to the rescue. Then he thought about it and sent another person to send the news that the ghost was captured to Anyefang as soon as possible. He knew that Li Bi was working there, and he had to tell him the news as soon as possible.

After commanding these things, Zhao Shenjun looked up and looked at the sky. At this time, the light of the morning light became brighter, and the black sky had faded to light blue. The day on the 15th of the first month is about to dawn, and the hustle and bustle of Chang'an City will soon be bathed in sunlight again.

But I don't know why, Zhao Shenjun felt heavy in his heart, and there was no sense of freedom and transparency.

Wen Ran patted his hands, and took the last scent from his palm, then carefully placed the newly pressed incense stick in the hollow bamboo tube and carried it in his waist pouch. Cen Shen stood behind her, his face dignified:

"Wan Ran girl, are you sure you want to do this?"

Wen Ran gave a shy dignity to Zhang Xiaojing's card and looked at the smoky smoke indeed rising. Then he replied: "Yes, I think about it."

"Have you ever escaped from birth, you should have a good rest," Cen Shen persuaded.

The girl has not stopped suffering since yesterday morning. He was kidnapped by the Xionghuo Gang first, and then detained by Jing'an. At the beginning of the Hai Dynasty, there was a big incident in the Mercy Temple. Ordinary girls, I am afraid that they have already collapsed.

He smelled haggard and shook his head stubbornly. Cen Shen sighed, knowing that there was nothing more to say.

As early as Hai, Cen Shen went to Wenji Xiangpu as directed by Wenran, collected the signboard, and took Zhang Xiaojing's card. He was about to burn these two things, but he did not expect Wenran to return.

It was only when I asked that she inadvertently obtained the protection of Wang Yunxiu, and Yuan Zai gave up the pursuit. However, she did not stay in the palace and hurried back to the incense shop. Cen Shen was about to congratulate her on her escape from life, but she was frowned upon. She listened to a bunch of words and phrases in the Jing'an Division, and found Eunzheng in big trouble.

Cen Shen thought that the girl would cry out loud, but she unexpectedly came up with a whimsical idea: Feng Dalun is the root of all troubles, as long as he can hold him, he can clean up his grievances.

This thought shocked Cen Shen, and when he heard the plan, he was even more shocked. Unexpectedly, in that timid body, such a stoic temperament was hidden. But think about it carefully, if there is no such perseverance that will never give up, I am afraid that Wenran has already fallen into the hands of Xionghuo Gang or Yuan Zai and died. The girl's face is weak, but her bones are very tough. This probably comes from her father's style.

"Eun Gong paid a lot for Wen's family. If I die, I will worship at four o'clock, and I will never forget it. If there is still a ray of life now, but I am sitting on the sidelines because of fear, how can I see my father after death?" Wen Ran said firmly.

"But holding Feng Dalun may not be able to save your grace."

"All I can do is this." Wen Ran replied, raising her right fist and beating her left shoulder. Cen Sen asked her what this meant, and Wen Ran said it was a gesture taught by her father Wen Wuji, meaning nine deaths without regrets.

Cen Shen was bold in nature, he thought twice and decided to volunteer to help her complete this charity act. It is a serious crime for a scholar to wait for the examination to actually kidnap court officials. But Cen Sen doesn't care, this is too interesting, and it can certainly be written as a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages.

He almost thought about the name of the poem.

Chengmenlang of Yanxingmen is now a little confused and nervous.

The first thing he heard and saw was the loud noise and fireworks from Xingqing Palace. But he was responsible for keeping the door, not daring to leave, and could only wait anxiously for the instructions of Shangfeng. Waiting and waiting, but waited for an urgent letter from the city gate supervisor, demanding strict investigation of city personnel. He hadn't set about it yet, and suddenly he heard the sound of drums. According to regulations, only six hundred drums were heard before the city gate was closed. Soon, Wanglou ’s order came from Jingzhao, demanding that the key be closed immediately, and no one should be allowed to enter or leave.

These orders are much the same, and one is more urgent than the other. But Chengmen Lang knew that the orders came from different government offices, which meant that the entire Chang'an City had been chaotic. There was no one who caught the general government, and each government office had to act according to his own judgment.

It hasn't been a day since the last Yuanjie Festival, there was such a big mess, what did the government offices in the city do? Cheng Menlang secretly slandered a few words, picked up a collar of mountain mantles on the shelf, and the pieces of mountain-shaped nails whistled loudly. In extraordinary times, the military attaché must wear armor, but he does not dare to neglect.

After getting dressed, Chengmen Lang walked out of Suzhi's house awkwardly, and was not good-tempered, so the guards hurried to close the door. His pro whispered: "There is no one at the prison gate, and those door servants have not come back to see the lamp ..." Cheng Menlang stared at him: "Foolish! There was no one on duty? They wanted to kill the head ?"

Closing the city gate is very simple, just a few soldiers push down the winch, but it is not so easy to drop the key. Datang is very concerned about the defense of the portal. Chengmen Lang can drive the guards, but the gate is responsible for the gate. In this way, the guard and the key are in the hands of different people, reducing the risk of being bought. If Cheng Menlang wants to close the door and lock, he must send someone to the prison gate, and let the doorman send the key over there.

Last night, there was no curfew, and the city gate was open all night. The servants of the prison gate left the guard and ran to look at the lights, leaving none of them. Chengmen Lang gritted his teeth, but there was no other way at all, so he had to close the gate first.

At this moment, suddenly a defender ran over: "Someone outside the city requested to enter the city." Chengmen Lang thought, this must be the idler who went out to put the river lantern, and refused if he didn't want to: "No! Let them get away." . "

"Uh ... or do you still go to see it in person?" The guard stood embarrassed.

Cheng Menlang frowned and shook his armor. He walked along the steps to Chengtou. He looked down at the probe and froze. Through the morning light, he saw a man riding a horse under the city. The knight was wearing a hat and wearing a light-brown suit, nothing special. But the mount was not ordinary, the beast had nostrils flared, and the corners of his mouth were slightly foamed. At first glance, it was a stagecoach who had just traveled a long distance, and he was rushing to no avail. It has two huge yellow-green bamboo baskets on both sides, covered with a braid, sealed with yellow paper, and a red jagged dragon flag with a serrated edge is inserted behind the horse.

Seeing the flag that was only a foot long, Chengmen Lang's expression changed dramatically. He hurriedly retracted his head, took his relatives, and went down into the city gate, opened a small slit, and let this ride in.

Cheng Menlang personally inspected the knight's response to the letter, without any problem, and walked to the big basket without daring to move the seal. He lowered his head and saw thin wooden branches sticking out of the basket, sniffed, and could smell a fragrance. He straightened his waist and smiled at the messenger: "The esteemed ambassador came in time. If I waited for the key to be dropped, even I wouldn't be able to open the door for you." , Through the gate gate of the Yanxing Gate, straight into the city.

A defender asked curiously who this was. Chengmen Lang wiped his sweat and lowered his voice: "This is an urgent messenger from Fuzhou. Did you see the jagged edge of Yinglong Banner? A total of seven, The goods must be delivered to Changan within one day and seven days. "

The Sichuan soldiers exclaimed: "There is a fear of two thousand miles from Fuzhou to here, and seven days, wouldn't it be possible to stop for a moment in the middle? What goods are so valuable?" These soldiers watched the caravans in and out every day. To make Fee very clear, how many horses are exhausted along the way, even if the two large baskets are filled with gold, do you have to lose money?

Faced with the curiosity of his subordinates, Chengmen Lang said only two words: "Litchi." The soldiers from Nachuan were startled again: "Where is Litchi in January?" Chengmen Lang sneered: "Tu Room Fire storage, steaming in the greenhouse, and a lot of money and grains sprinkled down, what can't be raised? This is nothing. Did you see the branches sticking out of the basket just now? Instead, cut the continuous branches. If you transport a basket of litchis, you will have to scrap a litchi tree. "

The soldiers startled and said: "Here, what kind of price is this lychee? Who will buy it?"

Chengmen Lang turned his head and looked in the direction of Miyagi in the north, whispering: "I have a person who loves to eat, I have a person who is willing to buy ..." Instead of elaborating, he turned his head and educated seriously: "Hang In response to the urgency of Yinglong Banner, I will come once a month. Usually I go to Qixiamen, so you do n’t know it. Today, Qixiamen is closed early, and he ran round the road to our Yanxingmen. Next time Remember, no matter how strict the order is, it is not a problem in front of this flag, and you must not stop it, otherwise a big disaster will come. "

Everyone nodded their heads, and Chengmen Lang waved his hand: "Don't chat, close the door, and go to the fools in the prison gate. I can't get the key. I want his head!"

The knight entered the Yanxing Gate and walked about two square meters straight. Pedestrians all around hurriedly hurried to the house in the sound of drums and drums. Some soldiers patrolled the street and shouted, but no one dared to stop the Yinglong Banner. The knight observed for a moment, and the leaping horse entered the nearby Yong Chong Square. There is an abandoned freeing pond in the southeast corner of the area. Legend has it that there was a demon fox, so few people approached it.

At the edge of the release pool, the knight took off the hat, exposing Arroyo's sullen face. He rolled off his horse and unloaded the large basket on the right side of the mount. Zhang Xiaojing, who was curled up inside, rolled out, and dozens of fresh lychees and some branches were rolled out.

Arroyo took the camels out of the city to feed each day. He knew that every other month, a flying envoy carrying litchi would arrive in Chang'an. He also knew that the Yinglong Qi would be more powerful than the military envoys. Today happened to be the delivery day of the flying ambassador. For the sake of his father and mother, he boldly intercepted the flying ambassador and stunned him. The yellow bar at the top of the basket was a royal seal, and no one dared to open it without permission, so it came into the city like this.

There is only this ride in the whole world, which can enter when the Changan City is closed.

Zhang Xiaojing stood up from the ground, took off the leaves of his body, looked around, and there were some gloomy colors in his eyes. He just ate some game, and his condition recovered slightly, only his throat was still speechless. Arroyo looked at Eun Gong and felt that something had changed in him: the temples seemed to be paler again, and the sharp one-eyed eye was now completely lost, leaving only a dull turbidity.

Probably the death of his companion made him very sad? Arroyo guessed, but did not dare to ask.

Zhang Xiaojing made a gesture and asked Arroyo to find a burnt charcoal stick and a piece of waste paper nearby. Although he can't write splendid articles like a literati, he is also proficient in writing. The charcoal stick was drawn on the paper, and it was quickly written as a text message.

Zhang Xiaojing folded the letter and handed it to Arroyo, then pointed to the tower in the distance. Arroyo understood the meaning and asked him to hand over the letter to the defenders of Yanxingmen. But he is very strange, if this letter is so important, why doesn't Eun Gong send it by himself? Zhang Xiaojing shook his head and pointed in another direction, indicating that there was something else.

Zhang Xiaojing knew that his identity was too sensitive, and appeared in front of the officers and soldiers in a hurry, and he would have countless branches. The crisis of the emperor has now been lifted, and it is enough for Arroyo to report. As for him, he must rush to Jingansi immediately. If Li Bi is still alive, he will definitely stay there.

The sentence left by Xiao Gui before he died was too horrible. He couldn't talk to anyone. In any case, he had to let Li Mi know first, and he had to do it as soon as possible.

Arroyo made the message, bowed to Eun Gong, and turned away. Zhang Xiaojing led the horse, unloaded two litchi baskets and threw them into the freeing pond, turned over, and vigorously rushed towards the square.

With the might of Yinglong Banner, the defenders dared not stop them. Zhang Xiaojing left Yong Chong Fang and ran westward along the road. Suddenly, the mount uttered a whimper and lay down on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and could not see it.

This fast horse came out of Ziwu Valley, Hu County, and ran all the way to Chang'an. Not only did he not get a rest now, but was lashed out by Zhang Xiaojing for a while, and finally he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground with a bang. Zhang Xiaojing's riding is brilliant, but his weak body can't react, and he was thrown off the horse all at once, and his head was fell to the ground and rolled out far away.

He gritted his teeth from the ground and got up, looking around, looking for other mobility tools. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps across from it, which turned out to be the Wannian County Government Patrol Post that urged residents to return to the square.

These patrols saw a stagecoach lying down in the middle of the road, and there was a messenger-like person standing beside him, very stumbling, raising their weapons one after another and shouting to this side. Zhang Xiaojing couldn't speak, so he had to take Ying Longqi and wave it. There are knowledgeable people in the patrol post. At first glance at this flag, he knew he was powerful and hesitated.

But the whistle narrowed his eyes, walked over with an iron ruler, and slammed him on the neck of Zhang Xiaojing. He slapped him directly on the ground: "Mr. Zhang Yan? You pretend to be imperial emperor Feiqi, really think we can't recognize it? "