win the hairpin

Chapter 112 Kyoto
November [-]rd, Kyoto.

When Tan Ran got off the Taiping car, a gust of cold wind was blowing on his face, mixed with thin snowflakes, and slammed on the person.

He touched the finely stitched cotton cloak on his body, not only did he not feel cold, but he had never been so warm before.

This small snowstorm is not surprising at all, it is best to make the snowstorm more violent.

While cherishing the cloak, he looked around, although it was cold, but the BMW car was driving on the road, the beauties on the street kept laughing, the rich and the rich were chasing after them, all of them were dressed in brocade clothes and hats, and there were countless teahouses and wine shops , Towers and pavilions, row upon row.

The prosperity and prosperity of Kyoto is hard to see all at once.

He couldn't bear to blink his eyes, just staring blankly.

Song Huiyue helped Mrs. Song get off the sedan chair, and Aunt Lin came up to help her while shivering: "Madam, Kyoto is still much colder than Tanzhou, Yuan Yuan, fasten the cloak for Madam."

Yuan Yuan had never been to the capital, and she was stunned. Hearing Aunt Lin call her, she hurriedly stepped forward to tie a cloak for Mrs. Song.

Song Huiyue walked out a few steps on the chaotic jade and broken jade, then pointed to a wine shop and said, "Mother, I'm hungry."

The group of them first met when approaching the capital, and then separated on the pier. King Jin went to the palace to face the saint, Mrs. Xie and Mrs. Li went to clean up the house, and Xie Zhou and his son led You Song and others to the Prince Jin's mansion, which had not been inhabited for a long time.

The house of the Song family has been sold long ago. Mrs. Xie invited Mrs. Song to live in her house. Mrs. Song thought that the house in the capital is not as spacious as that in Tanzhou. The three generations of the Xie family can no longer live in the old house. If they go to borrow it again, I can't even fit the cage.

So Mrs. Song found a hotel, sent her luggage and other things there, and asked for four more rooms. She planned to stay in the hotel for a few nights, and then she could move out when the room was rented.

Now they are all relaxed, so they come out for a walk.

"Don't go to this store, which only sells good wine and fresh vegetables." Although ten years later, Mrs. Song still remembered the situation in Kyoto, "Go to the place by the bridge."

Walking to the bridge, there are also a dozen hotels, one of which is the largest, with half of the mutton hanging outside, and after entering, the inside is already full.

Guo Mai stepped forward to greet them and let them sit at a table with a middle-aged man in his forties.

The man behaved politely, seeing that there were a lot of them, he moved to the corner of the table with a bowl of raw sheep noodles.

Mrs. Song quickly thanked her and ordered dishes with Guo.

When everyone was getting better, Song Huiyue asked with a smile: "Brother, do you know if there is a house for rent near here?"

Guo Mai said with a smile: "Our street, because Mr. Zhang lives here, let alone a house, even a cowshed is very popular, and it has been sold out long ago."

Song Huiyue also smiled: "It turns out that Master Zhang also lives here, but I don't think there is a big mansion on this street. It is a bit wronged for Master Zhang to live here."

"At first glance, you are from another place. I don't even know how close this place is to the imperial city."

No more talking about the overselling, and ran to report food to Dangtou.

The man eating noodles looked at Song Huiyue and pointed out: "This little lady wants to rent a house. You can go to the left and right wing shops to look at the housekeeping. These two places are houses rented out by the government. The price Fair too."

Song Huiyue hurriedly said: "Thank you, Zhang Zhang, for telling me."

The middle-aged man smiled, put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and left.

After eating, Song Huiyue led Yin Xiao, went out first, and started wandering on the street.

She was still young when she left Kyoto, and she didn't miss it too much. Now that she comes back, she feels different from Tanzhou in every way. The wind is dry and cold. When she slaps people's faces, she becomes a knife, and the shave hurts. .

Tightening her cloak tightly, she walked northwards against the snow. The closer she was to the imperial city, the quieter it was. The houses were not as dense as before. It's the Zhang family.

In the wind and snow, the gentle roof of the Zhang family seemed to be blowing away with the wind.

The gate was closed and no one came in or out.

At this time, Master Zhang should be the director in the capital hall of the imperial city, so the mansion is so quiet.

Song Huiyue passed by the front door, walked back from a small path between the two mansions, and walked to the corner gate of Zhang's mansion.

The corner door was not opened either.

The snow gradually increased.

Song Huiyue looked around and saw that it was quiet and there was no one around, so she whispered to Yin Xiao: "Go in and have a look, don't be brave, and get out if you find anything strange."

"Yes." Yin Xiao jumped up lightly and stood on the fence of Zhang's house, his figure was covered by the snowflakes flying up and down.

When he swept across the fence, he had already seen the layout of Zhang's mansion clearly, turned over and entered the backyard, and ducked in to avoid people's eyes.

He leaned on the tree, and saw the yards stacked one after another towards the front yard, and there was a hut between the front yard and the back yard.

This pagoda is not simple at first glance. It lives behind the front hall of the Zhang family. Although the pagoda is small, it is decorated very meticulously.

The beams and columns rest on the stone base, and the stone is also carved with a turtle carrying a stone.

There is a couplet hanging outside the door in the middle: "The heart is safe and the body is safe, and the body is safe and the room is wide."

Looking at the book shadows projected by the window, this should be a study room.

However, before he could take a closer look, several figures jumped up, and the shadows of knives, lights and guns swayed into a white light, forming a dense net, surrounding Yin Xiao.

Yin Xiaofei retreated, and between the rabbit's ups and downs, he had already retreated from the wall, and fell to the ground together with the snowflakes.

The tracker stopped abruptly and stopped within the wall.

With a ticking sound, a drop of blood fell on the thin snow, which was particularly glaring.

"Yin Xiao!" Song Huiyue rushed forward and handed the handkerchief to Yin Xiao.

Yin Xiao pressed the handkerchief on his right wrist.

These people had clear goals, and they all came towards his vital points. If he was a little slower, his right hand was broken in two.

He left with Song Huiyue without changing his face, and said in a low voice: "The place inside is small, and the defenses are heavily guarded. It is even worse than the Prince Jin's Mansion. I only saw the general situation before I was discovered. There was no trace of the uncle."

"Have you seen Zhang Xutang?"

"No."

"Well," Song Huiyue walked out of Junyi Street quickly, took him to the pharmacy to apply the wound medicine, and then looked at the sky, "Come early tomorrow."

Even Zhang Xutang, a dude, has not been haunted, so there will be no more gains today.

After they returned to the hotel, King Jin entered the palace city.

There are five rooms at Zhengli's main entrance, all of which are polished vermilion lacquer, nailed with gold nails, and the roof is made of copper tiles, engraved with patterns of dragon, phoenix and heavenly horse, which are dazzling even in the snow.

After passing the main gate, the palace inside is covered with blue glazed tiles, white stone railings, carved with dragons and phoenixes, almost flying away.

The gold bricks of the imperial kiln are under the feet, and it does not feel hard and cold when stepping on them, and the sound of footsteps is also carefully hidden in the floor tiles.

Occasionally, a reckless waiter dropped his cup and plate on the ground, and there would be a clanging sound like gold and jade hitting each other.

After passing the Ninghui Hall, one enters the Forbidden City. Under the high wall, there are many guards, and all internal and external departments are here to wait for the call.

The smell in the air became even colder, and every time I took a breath, I felt a biting cold.

King Jin grew up here until he was eight years old, and left the palace at the age of eight. After that, he has been thinking about this moment for countless years, but he never thought that the Forbidden Palace would be so strange.

(End of this chapter)