The Longest Day in Chang’an

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At the same time, a crossbow arrow flew over from the other side and happened to be nailed to the ground at Cao Poyan's feet. Zhang Xiaojing's figure jumped into the hospital, and it quickly rolled over and fell in an open area thirty steps away from Cao Poyan.

Tianbao three years on January 14th, Shenchu.

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

Xu Bin scrolled through the records one by one, his fingers slipping over the rough edge of the paper, and ink characters jumped into his eyes line by line.

Just now Li Sicheng said angrily: "Let me check everything that can be lit." This gave Xu Bin a new inspiration-it can cause a fire, but it may not be just oil.

There are hundreds of materials that are transported into Chang'an City every day, and there are quite a few of them. Following this line of thought, Xu Bin transferred the customs declaration data of these days to check the classification catalog to see if there are suspicious bulk flammable products.

But after a long search, he found nothing.

Combustible products are not without, there are many large-scale transactions, but Xu Bin carefully considered and found that these are not practical: firewood pays too much space, paper grass is flammable and easy to destroy, bamboo and wood transportation is too troublesome, candle cream, cloth The cost of silk and linen is too high. It is easy to create a fire with these things, but it is too difficult to burn the entire Changan City quickly.

Jing Ansi has done physical property simulation before, and found that oil, and only oil, is the best way to quickly cause a large-scale fire. It is easy to covertly transport, longer than flowing, flammable, and fierce firepower. If the Turks intend to burn Chang'an City tonight, oil is the only option.

This is basically the conclusion drawn by Jing'an earlier.

Xu Bin decadently pushed Wen Wen away, rubbed his sore eyes, and felt that he was just going crazy for promotion. He was about to instruct the servants to remove the file, raise his elbow, the inkstone on the side of the case was knocked down on the ground, and it shattered into pieces. The ink splashed and spilled everywhere.

Xu Bin stared blankly at the ground, suddenly slapped his head, and suddenly grabbed the servant's arm. He anxiously reported a series of numbers, so that the servants quickly transferred the designated file. Xu Bin squatted down, but instead of picking up the inkstone, he rubbed the ink on the floor with his finger, and soon his fingertips became dark. Xu Bin's lips curled up unexpectedly, his eyes shining brightly.

Jingan Division ’s file storage is regular and easy to read. After a while, the servant took the paper he wanted. Xu Bin couldn't even wait for the belt, pulled it away, and hurriedly browsed it. He quickly found what he wanted, first of all joy, then surprise, and later his face became grim.

He grabbed the paper in his hand and hurriedly left his seat and walked to the sand table. Li Mi was still standing next to the sand table, frowning and frowning, and the whisk kept turning from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand to his left hand.

Xu Bin bowed his hand in the past: "Li Sicheng." Li Bi did not raise his head: "What's the matter?"

"The humble post may ... well, probably guessed ... Hey, what Turk might have played." Xu Bin said a little unconfidently, but did not diminish the excitement in his tone.

This sentence finally moved Li Bi, and he turned his face: "Talk!"

The sound of drums came from afar, and the towers of the towers sounded the same rhythm in turn, gradually from far and near. This drum sound is very characteristic, deep and clear, and the sound is far away. This is a lizard skin drum specially imported from Persia. It is exclusively used for Jingan Secretary's essays.

Zhang Xiaojing seemed to have a sense, and opened his monocular at once. There is new news coming in, and the drums are very long, which is very unusual.

At this time, Cui Qi and the brigade army were scattered to search, and only Yao Runeng was left beside Zhang Xiaojing. As a translator, he jumped up and listened attentively as soon as he heard the drums.

This time the essay was surprisingly long, Yao Ruen had to listen while recording on the ground with his feet. Fortunately, each piece of news is repeated three times, so as not to miss it.

The essays of Chang'an Wanglou are divided into two types: one is the fixed form, for example, three urgent and one slow means "reinforcement is coming", five urgent and two slow means "stand by", etc .; the other is rhythm, with Kaiyuan Twenty years later, Sun Tang's "Tang Yun" was compiled and arranged in order of volume, rhyme, and characters, such as twenty-six and six, that is, the sixth character of the sixteenth rhyme in volume two. The word "day".

The stereotype is the fastest, but the content is limited; the rhythm can send a slightly more complicated thing; if it is more complicated, you have to send someone to fly the book.

A moment later, Wanglou heard a melodious horn sound, indicating that the text was finished. A long list of numbers has been written on the yellow earth. Yao Ru was able to pull out the booklet "Tang Yun" from his waist and quickly translated it into text:

"Yanzhou Shizhi reported today that the ink had entered the city and was missing."

Zhang Xiaojing swept away, and his face changed dramatically. Yao Ru could not know what to do, and was busy asking what was going on, what was stone fat.

Zhang Xiaojing said: "When I was a soldier in the northwest, I had seen a kind of water. It came out of the rock cracks. The surface was covered with a layer of black oil. The local people will use the grass dust to collect this layer of fat on the surface and use it for ignition and lighting, which is extremely bright. "

Yao Runeng wondered: "So it can still be lit?" Zhang Xiaojing said: "Stone fat is not easy to catch fire, so it must be refined by secret method, and then ignited lard or castor oil-once it is lit, it will not die. Endlessly. We are guarding the city in the Western Regions. A pot of stone resin is poured, and we can take away dozens of lives in one breath-the fat can stick the fire to the body, and it ca n’t be shaken or destroyed. I have never I have seen even more fierce fuel. So the military called it a fierce fire. "

With Zhang Xiaojing's perseverance, all moved, it can be seen how miserable the picture of the day was. Yao Ru could take a breath of breath and change his face quickly: "Could it be that the Turks have already brought such dangerous things into the city?" Zhang Xiaojing nodded heavily.

If a large amount of stone resin is used, it is entirely possible to burn Changan overnight. Que Lehuo, among the Turkic population, is probably what it says.

"How can such a dangerous thing be put in by the city guards at will?" Yao Run yelled.

Zhang Xiaojing said: "Stone fat is only produced in Jiuquan, Yumen, Yanzhou and other places. Only the locals and the garrison know a little about it. The people in Guanzhong-like you-probably haven't even heard the name. Besides, the Turks brought in These things, played a trick ... "His finger pointed to the word" ink ".

"Ink?" Yao Ru could not understand.

"Stone fat burns and the black smoke is very thick. Therefore, Yanzhou is usually used to make ink with its tobacco moss, and the Yanmo produced is quite famous."

Yao Ru was familiar with the case and immediately understood. Stone grease can burn and make ink, so Wolf Guard deliberately declared it as "ink material" when entering the city for customs declaration. According to Changan's rules, raw materials and finished products are classified into the same category to enter the file. Therefore, the entry records of these stone resins were put into the category of ink.

Jing Anji is desperately tracing oil and other combustibles, but no one can think of looking at inks-Mo that can't be clicked!

The Turkic people cleverly used this blind spot to hide from the sky. Even if there are people who want to check, it is difficult to perceive that they are so tired from the customs record.

"These guys are really too cunning, and all of these insidious tricks are conceivable." Yao Ru sighed angrily. Zhang Xiaojing heard this emotion, frowned, and there was a sense of incongruity. He has been a bad coach for many years and has always been very instinct to contradictions.

But now it is not time to think about this. The top priority is to quickly find the place where the Wolf Guards are located.

"As you described, stone grease should be black sticky grease, if it spills on the ground, it should be very eye-catching? Looking for signs of spilling on nearby roads?" Yao Runeng suggested.

Zhang Xiaojing shook his head. Since the Turks had the ability to bring in stone resin, there must be some precautions against such things. As long as there are several layers of hay under the sealed wooden barrel, there will be no spillage.

"So ... what can I do?"

Zhang Xiaojing patted the hound beside him: "Stone fat exudes a pungent smell, and the smell is heavier when burning. So it is only suitable for outdoor torch lighting. It cannot be used for lighting candles or cooking in the house. , Choking—we can try to find the smells nearby. "

Yao Runeng was able to shine, but he quickly had another question: "This dog has to have a reference before he can look for it. Where can we ask him for stone fat?"

Zhang Xiaojing stretched his hand and pointed to the west: "Golden Gate."

The Golden Gate is in the middle of the west side of Chang'an. One street to the east is West City, which is the only way for the Xilai Caravan. The caravan transporting stone oil came from Yanzhou and would definitely enter the city from here.

"According to the inspection process, the guards will use a spear to poke into the barrel to prevent Tibetans. This thing is difficult to wash off, and it is enough for the city gate guard to find the spear." Zhang Xiaojing said.

The Jinguang Gate is far away from here. Yao Ru was able to hear it and immediately mounted to rush over, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaojing: "You do n’t have to go. If I guessed well, the flying rider of Jing'an Division should be coming soon. Something. "After he finished looking at the end of the empty street, he was confident.

"Are you so determined?"

"Because Li Sicheng must do so." Zhang Xiaojing said lightly.

Yao Runeng can't hide his respect for Li Mi: "Li Sicheng is really a talented man! The ingenious trap of stone fat ink can be seen by him."

Zhang Xiaojing smiled slightly and did not correct it. Seeing through stone fat, Xu Bin should have thought of it. In the past, the two of them had dinner together. He once talked about some customs and customs in the Western Region Army, and casually mentioned the strange thing of stone fat. I didn't expect Xu Bin to have such a good memory, I still remember it now.

He doesn't have many friends in Chang'an, and Xu Bin is the one with the longest intersection. If this guy can take this opportunity to make great achievements, and release the brown officer, it can be regarded as a long-cherished long-cherished wish.

"I hope it's too late. We've delayed too much time." Zhang Xiaojing murmured, looking at the darkening sky. Yao Ru could see him with a worried look, and could not help but feel a little touched. He was suspicious of the death row prisoner, but after a series of things, he found that he was wrong. Although Zhang Xiaojing's every move was negotiable, he was never selfless, and even almost died.

Yao Ru was able to hesitate for a moment, and suddenly he clenched his fists in one hand and knelt on one leg: "Before, the humble office had many suspicions about Zhang Duwei, please ask for punishment. I also hope that Zhang Duwei will not be resentful for one person's mistakes and delay the Jingan event.

Zhang Xiaojing looked at this blushing young man with interest: "Do you think that I am so dedicated and not normal, right?"

"Yes, the humble office thought Zhang Duwei was insincere and must have a plan." Yao Runeng admitted straightforwardly. For the safety of Changan Hecheng? If Li Bi said the reason, Thaksin believed that; but a death row prisoner who had resentment against the court would be too false.

In his eyes, Zhang Xiaojing's tracing was a cover-up, and it was true to wait for the opportunity to escape. But now ... Yao Ru can feel his cheeks hot and painful. He wanted to escape this embarrassing scene, but he couldn't escape. If he didn't apologize to Zhang Xiaojing frankly, Yao Ru could not be able to forgive that stupid self for a lifetime.

Zhang Xiaojing did not lift him up, nor did he speak ironically. He rubbed the fine dog's top hair at his feet and slowly raised his head. His eyes crossed Yao Runeng's shoulders, and he looked at the majestic giant goose pagoda in the distance, his eyes deep for a moment.

"Run, have you ever climbed to the top of the Wild Goose Pagoda before and after Gu Yu?"

Yao Ru was startled, not understanding why he said this suddenly.

"There is a little Shami looking at the tower. If you give him half the money, you can secretly climb to the top of the tower to see the peony of Chang'an. The money saved by Xiao Shami is never used indiscriminately. The kitten near the temple. "Zhang Xiaojing said slowly, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yao Runeng was about to ask questions, and Zhang Xiaojing said again: "There is an old Uighur man who specializes in Bi Luo cakes in Sheng Dao Fang. The sesame grains he chose are very large, so the cake tastes very delicious when it is just baked. In the past, I kept at the gate of the square, and bought a few as soon as I opened the door. "He pouted, and it seemed to be still aftertaste. "There are also carved hu rice in Puji Temple, which can only be eaten on the first and fifteenth days. The monks secretly added meat, and the taste is really good."

"Zhang Duwei, are you ..."

"Arroyo in Dongshi is a good camel trainer. His lifelong dream is to set up an industry in Anyifang, marry his wife and have a child, and take root in Changan. Changxingfang is home to a Taichang music worker named Xue, Lu Ling people, every midnight on a sunny day, I will go to Tianjin Bridge to play the flute, just to wash the flute with the moonlight, I have covered him several nights of night forbidden things. There is also a dancer who lives in Chongrenfang It ’s called Li Twelve, and she is ambitious to compare her to the grandmother of her grandson. She danced to the point that her heels were frayed and she had to be wrapped in red silk. Oh, yes, when the Lantern Festival put a river lantern, the river was full of candlelight. If you walk along Longshouqu, you will see a blind grandmother selling a folded paper boat along the canal, saying that she was saving the copper hairpins for her granddaughter, but I know that her granddaughter had already died of illness. "

Talking about these completely unconnected people and things, Zhang Xiaojing has a long tone and one-eyed sparkle: "I have been a bad guy in Changan City for nine years. Every day I deal with people like this. This kind of life. For Daguan and noble people, these people are basically insignificant, and these things are more common, but for me, this is the live Changan City that is not swallowed by monsters. Will feel alive. "

At this point, he said, his tone dropped slightly: "If the Turks succeed, the first person to lose their lives will be this kind of person. For these trivial people to live a habitual life, I will do my best. I want It ’s Chang’an that I ’m protecting-I said that, can you understand? "

Faced with this sudden frankness, Yao Runeng was upset and speechless. This guy's idea is too unique, resentful of the court, but also have compassion for the people of Chang'an, what should be the word "loyalty"?

"You ... always thought so?"

Zhang Xiaojing grinned, seemingly smiling: "Ten years of Western Region soldiers, nine years of Chang An handsome. What do you think?"

At that time, the horseshoes were tumbling in the distance, the smoke was rolling, and the two quickly reverted to their state of service. Shortly afterwards, as soon as he arrived, he brought the fish tank and a spear with a wooden handle to them. Yao Ru was able to take the spear, the spear tip was really stained with a little black stain, and when he smelled it, it smelled pungent. Zhang Xiaojing disassembled the fish canister and took out a note full of words from inside.

"The Director General has made it clear that it was Su Ji's carriage that transported them. They entered the city around noon, but then they did not know where to go. The footman, coachman, and carriage did not report back to the trip." Said, "I guess most of them have been silenced. The carriage has also been wiped away, and I can't find it."

Yao Runeng didn't fill in with indignation this time. At first he thought that the guy who helped the enemy should deserve to die; secondly, after these few hours of running, he was numb to Wolf Guard's cruelty.

Zhang Xiaojing sniffed the spear tip to the hound and patted his head. The hound first sneezes unpleasantly, then raises his neck, shakes his nose, and barks in one direction. If Zhang Xiaojing didn't hold the reins, it would jump out.

"It's not too late, let me go first. You wait for Cui Wei to gather with his men and follow up, with the yellow smoke as the number."

Yao Ru was able to look around, only to realize that they had made a big mistake. Cui Qi was anxious to punish the merits, and just now the army of Lu Ben was reduced to zero and scattered to the surrounding squares. It will take a while to gather the troops first.

That is to say, before this, Zhang Xiaojing will be in a state of isolation and helplessness.

"You are injured, and you are going alone, is it too dangerous?" Yao Ru can be worried.

"Everyone has to be responsible for their choices."

Zhang Xiaojing simply replied and let go of the rope. The hound ran out with a swish, and he took a big step, followed closely behind. Yao Ru can watch one person and one dog disappear in the corner of the square wall, and there is a moment of trance.

The smell of petrolatum is particularly pungent, so the hound did not hesitate to follow it. It walked around the corner and ran wild, Zhang Xiaojing had to run with all his strength to keep up. Pedestrians around looked at the man curiously, thinking that it was a new juggling, and there were cheers on both sides.