The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Zhao Shenjun had long noticed that there was a Persian next to Zhang Xiaojing, his face was handsome and his eyes were like jade. Zhang Xiaojing said: "This is the curse I invited from Persia. I'm the best at eye-catching souls. If you dare to warn you, within three days, you will be detained by the instrument on his neck. . "

This is not a fiction. There have been rumors in the Chang'an Square that there are many strangers in the West, who often come to China to make chaos. Every year there are so few people who are arrested for spreading such demon words. Zhang Xiaojing has too many cases, so he can retrieve a piece of material at his fingertips.

Yiss gently tapped the corners of his mouth, and his good face was actually said to be a first-class alchemist with poisonous poison. He couldn't argue, he had to smile slightly, and those eyes looked at Zhao Shenjun, and there was an illusion of shaking his heart.

Zhao Shenjun was really scared and had to agree. He was still uneasy, and told him: "If you want to do it in a while, you must kill it and kill it, otherwise I will be affected."

"My mother didn't say he was going to kill him!" Zhang Xiaojing couldn't wait to kick him.

Before long, Zhao Shenjun entered the pushing room tremblingly, and Ji Wen was writing a brief note to Li Xiang. He wrote and wiped, and finally thought of a wonderful sentence. Suddenly interrupted by the footsteps, he looked up and found Zhao Shenjun standing respectfully.

He was a little displeased, but Zhao Junjun was only a second rank lower than himself, and was seconded by You Xiaowei. He always had to give face: "What's the matter with the army?"

Zhao Senjun said: "There is something about Zhang Xiaojing, Xiaguan came to report." When Ji Wen heard the name, his eyes lit up and put down his brush: "Speak." The matter involved General Gan, and it was inconvenient to say that it could only be reported to Master Si Cheng in secret. "

As soon as he heard that Gan Shoucheng was involved, Ji Wendeng was immediately interested. He motioned for Zhao to join the army, and then leaned over his head. Zhao Shenjun shook his spirit and told him about the Jingansi prisoner's right to Xiaowei.

Zhao Senjun was personally involved in this matter, and deliberately rendered, Ji Wen listened quite fascinated and concentrated on it for a while.

At the same time, a rope was slowly suspended from the beam of the house and slowly approached the ground. Zhao Shenjun spoke while looking at it with Yu Guang. He saw a shadow hanging down the rope, and his heart beat suddenly.

This shadow is Is. He surveyed just now that the pushing hall is a half hall, sharing the same beam with the neighboring library. The library is used for storing documents, no one will come. In this way, as long as I sneaked into the library and climbed up the girders, I could enter the pushing room quietly.

In this way, as long as Zhao Senjun attracts Ji Wen's attention, Is can do whatever he wants.

This was the most thrilling and exciting trip to the cave. Yis gently landed, but was only seven steps away from Ji Wen, and the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound. As long as Ji Wen turned his head slightly, he would find that there was one more person in the room.

Looking around, in addition to the book case, the kneeling blanket, and the pavilion, Is piled a pile of brocade wooden boxes in the corner, separated by a screen. The new official wanted to think it was chaotic, but it was not easy to clear away for a while, and a brain was hidden behind the screen. Iss crept past, turned the screen, opened one of them, and there was indeed a pile of debris, which should be left by Changming Square. But there was no bamboo in the box, so he went to open the second one.

Outside, Zhao Senjun saw that Is was still looking for and had to desperately delay the time. Ji Wen wanted to look back several times. When Zhao Senjun saw signs, he immediately raised his voice and forcibly inserted a suspense plot that did not happen so as to draw Ji Wen's attention back. He secretly groaned in his heart, he usually loves to read legendary stories, did not expect one day to compile himself.

Over there, Ease quickly moved to the third box, and after pulling open a pile of loose pieces of wood and broken wood, found a tightly packed rough pocket at the bottom of the box. He untied the rope, and inside was a scattered piece of bamboo. East was overjoyed, reaching for his pocket, but forgot to hold the lid. The lid fell suddenly, and Is quickly pushed the palm of his hand, finally holding it in time, but he also uttered a "bang."

The sound is not loud, but it is quite obvious in the room. Ji Wen suddenly turned his head and looked suspiciously. East quickly leaned back against the screen and held his breath. Ji Wen raised his hand and motioned for Zhao Shenjun to wait a few steps toward the screen. The room was very empty, the only one out of sight, only behind the screen, 80% of the sound came from here.

There was only one screen between Is and Jiwen, and sweat lightly exuded from the tip of his nose. He was thinking about whether to stop Ji Wen and hold it out. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Shenjun suddenly covered his head and squatted down in pain, screaming in his mouth: "I hate that Xiaojing, stunned the lower official, so far the pain has not gone! Is it painful? Painful!"

Ji Wen turned around, Wen Yan persuaded. Taking advantage of this, East took advantage of his normal skills by 12%, dragged the rope in one breath, and turned over the beam to retract the rope. It happened that a mouse ran past, and Is caught and dropped. As soon as the mouse fell to the ground, he dizzy for a moment, and immediately jumped up and ran out.

Ji Wen just turned around and saw a mouse flying by, his expression relaxed, thinking that the sound came from it.

Ise grabbed his pocket and returned to the cabinet, and then joined Zhang Xiaojing outside. At this time, Zhao Shenjun also came out with sweat. After hearing the story, Ji Wen found that he was complaining purely, did not provide any useful information for the present, and reprimanded him and exhorted him.

Yisi pulled Zhang Xiaojing to go, but Zhang Xiaojing looked at Zhao Shenjun: "Do you know where Yao Ru can be? The young man who robbed me out."

Zhao Senjun was in charge of the internal affairs of the Xinjingan Division and was very familiar with these things: "He was arrested not long ago and is now being detained in the jail of Jingzhao Mansion. The crime is ... collusion with you."

Another unfortunate news was confirmed, Zhang Xiaojing was not sad, and asked: "There is a girl named Wen Ran, do you know where he is?" Zhao Shenjun thought for a long time and shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't heard it."

East was beside him and heard Zhang Xiaojing sigh clearly. He whispered, "Should I go to jail and rob someone?" Or get Master Xu out first? "Zhang Xiaojing shook his head firmly:" We don't have time now, they can only wait. "

Facing the great crisis in Changan, Zhang Xiaojing can only make some choices. His big hand could not help but squeeze the pocket full of broken bamboo heads. He has been making choices tonight, as for right and wrong, he has no time to consider.

"Xiaguan can take care of it, although there is no way to release it, at least you don't have to suffer." Zhao Shenjun voluntarily took the initiative, and then sneaked a glance at Is's eyes, and quickly moved away.

Zhang Xiaojing did not stay much, let Zhao participate in the army, and then walked outside with Isis towards Jingzhao Mansion.

They really don't have much time, because now they have to find a key person.

Xingqing Palace is located in the Chunming Gate in the northeast corner of Chang'an. The original name is Xingqingfang, which is the divine residence of the emperor. After the emperor ascended the throne, he divided the three squares of Yongjia, Shengye, and Daoye to Xingqing Square, and overhauled the palace, called "Nan Nei", which was far away from Taiji Palace and Daming Palace. After a year, the emperor spent most of his time here, and it seems to be the core of Chang'an City.

Xingqing Palace is very different from ordinary palaces and cities, with palaces in the north and imperial gardens in the south. The most gorgeous places are the two buildings in the southwest. One is called Huacai Xianghui Building, and the other is called Qinzheng Government Building. The Shangyuan Spring Banquet was held in the main building of Qinzheng.

At this time, the lights in the building were bright, and there were bronze mirrors. The guests were co-planned and the atmosphere was lively. Cai'e's servant served the pot end plate and walked like a stream of water. In the sound of drums, dozens of actors are dancing the yellow lion dance. This is the dance of the emperor. If anyone else is not today, they have no chance of seeing it. Interested officials and foreign envoys even got up and danced, which caused applause from colleagues.

Prince Li Heng squeezed a rhinoceros extravagant cup, trying to calm himself down. But the slightly trembling wrists made the full glass of sake spill out constantly, pouring out spots of water on the carpet. His face was very different from the cheerful atmosphere around him.

The pro-follower has made inquiries about Jing Ansi and repaid the prince. Li Heng did not expect the situation to be worse than Tan Qi said. Li Bi was taken by the cricket. Jing Ansi was taken by Li Xiang, and the cause of all this was because Zhang Xiaojing colluded with the foreign thief.

Li Heng couldn't help but complain about Li Bi. At first, he insisted on appointing this death row prisoner, but in the end he poke such a Lou Zi. Li Heng glanced at it for the first time, and he couldn't imagine how such a result would be if these things reached his father's ears.

Tan Qi picked up the pot and pretended to pour wine, and whispered to Li Heng: "His Royal Highness, now at least try to take back the wanted order."

Li Heng glanced at the head, and at the forefront of those rows of seats, Li Xiangfu was sitting at the end of the line. He shook his head helplessly: "Whether Zhang Xiaojing colluded with foreign thieves is not yet known. It is cancelled rashly, I'm afraid I will give Li Xiang more excuses."

He Zhizhang and Li Bi are the masterminds on weekdays, and Li Heng still has confidence in his work. Now that the two are gone, in the face of Li Xiang's offensive, the prince can only shrink himself like a hedgehog.

Tan Qi anxiously said: "Zhang Duwei has been with me all the time, it is impossible to collude with foreign thieves!" Li Heng misunderstood what she said, thinking that the two had a private relationship, and gave her a cold look: "Your son Whereabouts, is that what you care about? "

Tan Qi couldn't hear the sound outside the string, his face turned red, and he immediately knelt to the ground: "I'm not for him, nor for the son, but for the prince and the people of Chang'an. The murderer like Cricket, only Zhang Duwei can prevent."

"Huh, let's just say that Zhang Xiaojing is innocent. I'm afraid he would have run away in such a case. What's the point of revoking the wanted order?"

"No, Zhang Duwei will not give up! All he asks for is freedom of movement to catch thieves." Tan Qi raised his head and said firmly.

Li Heng waved his hand: "A dead prisoner, wanted by the court, still does not change his mind, and tries his best to investigate the case? This kind of thing does not even believe me, how do you let me persuade others?" He said here, his breath slowed: "I'll go find Li Xiang in a moment, I just hope Jing'an can find Changyuan as soon as possible, and others can't take care of it. I'm not going to be this prince."

He felt that he was sincere, but Tanqi's heart was burning fiercely, and he really wanted to splash the wine over. Those people outside were worried about birth and death for the sake of Chang'an, but it was only these things that the prince repeatedly struggled with.

"Those earthworms are still at large. Que Lehuo may destroy the entire Chang'an City at any time!" Tan Qi's voice became louder, and attracted guests from around to see it. Li Heng frowned: "Pouting! Let others hear how it happened! I have a good sense of this matter, you don't have to worry about it anymore." After that, he knocked the glass on the case and sulked.

Being bullied by a house-in-law, the prince felt dull. All in Li Mi's face, he didn't order to drag Tan Qi out.

Tan Qi knelt a few steps backward and shook her shoulders. The prince seemed to have decided to stand by, which made her hesitant. Her identity is too low, no matter what the prince, there is no other way to control the situation.

Wait, there is another way.

"Seek the saint directly?"

Tan Qi was taken aback by his thoughts. How crazy was it? But she lifted her neck and looked towards the crown prince. The emperor is on Yantai, not far away, but within a few dozen steps. If she really intends to rush to the emperor, this is the best opportunity. Tan Qi knows that hitting the throne is a big crime, and it is possible to be killed by the guards on the spot-but at least let the emperor know that the crisis in Chang'an City is imminent.

"No retreat, no retreat, no retreat." The light signal of Dawanglou lit up again in her mind.

Tan Qi's breathing became rapid. She was an orphan, and if she hadn't been adopted by the Li family, she would have become hungry. In this world, besides the son, there is no place to be missed, so there is no fear. Tanqi believes that when he encounters this kind of thing, he will make the same choice. As for the disciple ... must be fighting in the dark somewhere, right?

These two people have one thing in common: they never regard Tanqi as a human figurine with a beautiful body, and they believe that she can do something more valuable than serving others.

Now is the time to prove this.

Tan Qi knocked back to Li Heng, and then leaned back against the cloud wall behind him.

All the walls here are caged with light yarn and embroidered auspicious clouds with gold thread. The wind blew through the attic window, and the gauze fluttered, just like the Yunyong building. All the maids in the palace will wear a Xia-me of the same material, standing against the cloud wall when nothing happens, fluttering like a heavenly lady.

Tanqi leaned against the cloud wall and leaned forward quietly. She lifted the ribbon lightly so that the skirt could be raised a little higher so as not to be tripped while running.

In the design of the Qinzheng Affairs Building, the occasion of the feast of the emperor and the ministers was considered, so the entire floor is not straight, but has a slight slope. The emperor's imperial seat is on the top of the slope, and when you look at it, you can see the whole picture at a glance. On both sides of the slope, the maidservant served the dishes. Guests changing clothes and leaving the room also follow this path.

Today is a festival. The emperor attended with Yan Bianfu to show that he had fun with his subjects, so there were no curtains around him, so he only used a dangling bead curtain. Tanqi walked up the path slowly, across the upper edge of the blazed bead curtain, you could see the unique heavenly crown in the world, even the twelve beams on the head were clearly counted.

From this position to the emperor's imperial seat, there was only one old **** and two imperial guards. She only needs to force herself suddenly to rush to the front before they react, but she only has the chance to shout a word.

This sentence is very important. Tanqi is brewing in his heart, restraining his nervousness and preparing to move forward.

At this time a slim jade hand rested on her shoulder. Tan Qi was shocked and turned back subconsciously, seeing behind him stood a female maiden wearing a yellow crown and wearing a white robe with her arms bent over her silk, holding her hands in dust and looking at herself curiously.

The female priest has a plump body and charming eyes, and a little goose between the two eyebrows is a brilliant look. Tanqi blurted out:

"Sister Taizhen?"

The voice just fell, it just happened to be more drumming outside, and the time had come.

The tune of "Nose and Plumage Dance" sounded at the right time, pushing the banquet atmosphere to another climax.