The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Li Bidao: "That was in the 23rd year of Kaiyuan. The Turks and Turks of the Turkic Division of the Turkic Turks made a mess and besieged the city of Anxi. At that time, in the 30th north of the city, there was a city of Fengsuibao. One hundred and twenty people. They defended according to the fort and stiffly withstood the Turkic army for nine days. When the North Court all protected Gai Jiayun and led the army, only three people survived in the city, but Dazhu never fell down-Zhang Xiaojing, Is one of the three survivors. "

Tan Qi covered her lips with her sleeves and was surprised. From these few descriptions without rendering, you can smell a tragic **** smell.

"Zhang Xiaojing returned to the country to give meritorious service, and awarded Fei Qiwei. As long as he had spent a few years in the military department, he would be able to release his brown as an official, and he had a promising future. The bad guy is nine years in office. Six months ago, he was imprisoned for killing his boss. "

Tan Qi took a breath, wasn't the handsome boss, who was the county captain of Wannian County? The next kill, the official kills the officer, that is a sin of unrighteousness, one of the ten evils in Tang law that cannot forgive you.

"Why would he kill his boss?" She asked. However, Li Mi just shook his head slightly. Tan Qi knew the son's temper and would never say anything, so he changed the question:

"Why did you choose such a dangerous guy?"

Li Bi raised his palm and suddenly caught in the void: "Only the most dangerous guy can complete the most difficult task. Chang'an City is now in danger, and must take the fierceest and strongest medicine."

Tan Qi sighed: "Don's vision, Tan Qi never doubted. But what would the people around him think? What would He Jian think? And the man in the palace ... The young man added to himself for that one. Too much burden. "

She knows the Tang Dynasty too well. A place like Jing'an is a natural target. Even if there are a few mistakes, the person in charge will face countless arrows.

Li Bi turned the dust across his arms and his eyes were firm: "For him, for the people of Limin, this Chang'an City, there must always be someone to guard-besides me, who can have this mentality and courage? Although I am Those who practice monasticism also have the heart to help the world. This painfulness does not need everyone to know. "

At this time, Xu Bin hurried over with a piece of paper and shouted, "The list is out!"

Xu Bin they completed a big miracle, and actually summed up the numbers in two minutes. There are seven or eight names on the list, all of which are Hu merchants with relatively large amounts of entry and exit of the four types of goods in the past five years, ranked according to the amount.

Li Bi simply glanced at the list and immediately said: "Chuan Wang ... No, Wang Lou's translation is too slow-where is Zhang Xiaojing now?" Tan Qi knows that the son has entered the service state, puts up a joke, and points to the sand table Tao: "In front of Beiqu Alley, the second cross street in West City, Yao Run can be with him."

On the sand table, the representative of Zhang Xiaojing is a solitary gray human figurine, which is different from the Zhu pottery figurine representing the brigade army and the black pottery figurine representing the Turkic Wolf Guard.

"Quick horse, send him this list." Li Bi ordered.

There is a fast horse under the gallery, and the rider is always on standby, specially used to deliver complex content messages. The list was quickly rolled into a small fish tank, and the rider inserted a sleeve into the sleeve, and a stirrup, and the sound came out, and the sound of the horseshoe quickly went away.

At the same time, the loud rumors ran into the hall, just passing by Kuai Ma.

"Report, He Jian is back." He was full of vitality and sang his name to his feet.

Li Bi frowned, why did he come back so quickly? This is not unusual. He glanced at Tanqi, and the latter realized that the moon stick hit him, and pulled the gray pottery figurine representing Zhang Xiaojing away from the sand table.

It is also common to hand over several other documents that have just been delivered, which requires Li Bi to sign for the order first. He looked and signed, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, took a copy from it, and handed it to a clerk next to him, whispering a few words.

Just after Li Bi had ordered it, Old Man He hurried into the hall and asked the first sentence of his head:

"Chang Yuan, did you actually use a death row?"

Wenran patted off the wax residue in his hand, put his father's card on the table, and then sighed: "Today's Shangyuan Festival, do you really want to go?"

There was no one in the room, she was just talking to herself.

Just now someone sent me a message with a unique secret code, she knew it was sent by Engong.

The message said to let her leave Changan immediately, but did not mention what was the specific matter. This made Wenran a little embarrassed. Since the death of her father, she resolutely accepted the signboard of this incense shop. With a bit of stubbornness and perseverance, her business is now improving. It is a good time to make incense everywhere in the Shangyuan Festival. If you leave now, you should make less money.

But this is the order of Eun Gong. If it was n’t for justice, last year Wen ’s family would have been destroyed. During her father's life, she repeatedly told her that she must obey Eun's words.

With a soft sigh, she packed her suitcase and looked up at the sign on the wall. The wooden signs are densely packed, and each piece represents a heavy order. I do n’t know much about literacy, I do n’t write books, I can only remember business in this way. She saw that one of the wooden signs was written with the word "King" and there were twelve pink ink dots next to it.

This is the eldest lady of Anrenfang Wangjiedu's family, who has ordered twelve pieces of superb rue, which is scheduled to be delivered today.

Two faint moth eyebrows wrinkled. This order is very important for Wenji Xiangpu. The young lady couldn't put down her love of Hexiang and always wanted a few new ones. If you make her happy, in the future, you will become famous in the entire circle of high-men women.

Anrenfang is located in the northeast of Dunyifang, across three avenues, which is not particularly far away. Wen Ran thought, after all, send this order first, and then leave the city later.

She had a determined idea, turned to take the rut, put it on a bamboo rack, and went out the door. Wenran originally wanted to rent a mule, but today the festival, the animals in the nearby foot shop were all booked, and there was no price increase, but there was no choice but to walk along the back of the incense rack.

At this time, there were quite a lot of trips on the road. She was crowded into the crowd and reluctantly walked to Chongyefang, but could not move. There is a mysterious view of the capital here. Many dignitaries and nobles come here for incense. Various carts parked at Fangkou to block the roads. The common people can only temporarily stop and wait patiently.

Wenran stood quietly in the line without realizing it. On the second floor of the Fangjiao restaurant opposite Huaizhenfang, a gloomy sight crossed Kuanjie and swept back and forth over her.

A middle-aged man wearing a light green man's robe withdrew his gaze and slowly raised the baron. His eyes were narrow, his nose was sharp and hooked, and his lips would pull the nose and eyelid, as if a snake was walking down the face.

"Did you see that woman?" He asked with a sip of wine.

Several young men in Jinpao stood beside him, and nodded in response to the inquiry.

The middle-aged man said bitterly: "She and her father had a restless case last year, and they squandered the life of a county lieutenant. Today, since I saw him, it is a matter of heaven. This hatred is not reported, others will say me Feng Dalun is bullying-you will have to take care of her for a while. "

The Jinpao boys laughed, their eyes full of wickedness.

Feng Dalun put the wine lord down: "Although you let go and do it, King Zhang Yan is waiting to die in prison, no one can save her this time." As soon as he mentioned the name, there was a trace of fear and hatred in his eyes. Even he could not tell himself which emotion was stronger. In order to dispel this unpleasant emotion, he waved his hand:

"Why do you stand? Don't hurry to do things yet?"

The young men in Jinpao crossed hands to say goodbye and ran downstairs.

It was not easy for Wenran to walk out of the crowded Chongye Square and walk along the street for a while. Unconsciously, she noticed that there were a few more floating teenagers around her. These teenagers were all frivolously dressed, with their robe open, and they could see a few dark tattoos under their necks.

The wavy boys started to just sway nearby, and then came close to each other quietly, squeezing the other pedestrians away. Slowly, they were occupied by the front, back, left, and right of the smell. These people are loosely separated from each other, but they form an indestructible human wall, keeping her in her.

I feel a little wrong with Wenran and want to rush out. The wavy teenagers blocked her with a hippie smile, and pushed her back with her shoulders and arms. Angrily grabbed one of the arms of one of them angrily, and yanked hard, without pulling the person apart, but pulled the robe down, revealing two dark arms.

The young man had two lines of grungy green words on his two arms: "You are not afraid of Jingzhao Mansion in life, and King Yan Luo in death."

This, this is the mark of the bear gang! This gang is a tyrant in Wannian County. It has raised hundreds of rogue idlers, ranging from provocations to troubles, and from murder to surrender.

Is it ... this is the danger mentioned in Eong Gong's message? Wenran thought. But she didn't understand, why did the Xionghuo Gang come to trouble her?

Wenran seemed to fall into the rapids, completely involuntarily, wrapped in a wall of people, and heading towards the remote part of the north. Wenran gritted her teeth stubbornly, her eyes constantly looking out from the gap between the walls. Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she found a Wuhou shop in the front corner of the square. Several Wuhou held forks and were sitting idle in front of the shop. She suddenly accelerated and ran away from a wave boy, ran to Wuhoupu and called for help.

The martial princes heard the shouts and picked up the fork poles one after another, but their faces changed as soon as they saw the floating waves of dozens of arms behind the girl coming over. The headed teenager walked past without hesitation and said, "The mother-in-law at home didn't listen to discipline, and asked some grandpas to laugh."

These words are not untrue, but the martial arts did not want to have more right and wrong, and after receiving the money, they all receded. The teenagers laughed and dragged the desperate smell back to the wall. At the junction ahead, an arch carriage was parked, and the two windows were covered with black cloth. The wavy teenagers shoved and shoved her into the carriage, and then jumped up to two people, closing the door from inside.

The carriage ran slowly, smelling panic in the dark, but there was nowhere to escape. After a while, there was a grand bell outside the car. This bell is very special, with a bit of clear voice in the magnificence, the Zijin Buddha Bell from Jiduni Temple. Wu Zetian was a monk here, and the temple bell was made of purple gold, which is quite different from the bells of other temples.

This bell made Wen Ran calm down suddenly.

Not because the Dharma is boundless, but because she suddenly realized that she had not reached the point of complete despair.

Jidunyi Temple is located in Anyefang. He often comes here to smell incense and is very familiar with the nearby paths. As soon as she heard the bell, she immediately judged her position at this time-probably on the west side of Anyefang, very close to Anrenfang where she was going, and there was only a Suzaku Street between them.

Zhuque Street is the north-south road in the middle of Chang'an City. It is about a hundred steps wide and leads directly to Miyagi. If there is a chance to run on the royal track, you may be able to get out of trouble.

Wenran thought in this way, standing upright against the side wall, and her hand touched a loose iron nail in the crack of the floor in the dark.

Her temperament never gave up easily.

With a scream that was suppressed to the extreme, Cao Poyan suddenly turned forward, his eyes red. The stick in his mouth was almost bitten off.

A dark crossbow shaft was picked out by the sharp knife in the hands of the bamboo craftsman, bloody. He then put down the knife and skillfully sutured the wound, applied medicine and bandaged it.

"The crossbow arrows have no head and will not hurt lives, but the elbows can't be used for a few months." Said the bamboo craftsman, washing away the blood in his hands with a basin. Cao Poyan's forehead was filled with sweat and nodded weakly.

At this time footsteps came from outside the door, and a gloomy man came in. This man is a typical Turkic appearance, with a long and narrow horse face and two thick white eyebrows. He wore a plain silk robe in a row, and his style was neither middle-earth nor hufu. He also wore a bucket-like hood.

"Right kill the nobleman." Cao Poyan bowed with the bamboo craftsman to make a gift.

Right killing is not a name, but a Turkic position. The royal family divided all the ministries, and the east was called left killing, and the west was called right killing. It had great authority. Such a big figure, actually hiding in Chang'an City, if the court knows, it will be an uproar.

Right killing glanced at Cao Poyan's elbow wound: "I just got the exact news, the fifteen warriors you brought have been reincarnated." Cao Poyan fell to the ground with a thump, and picked up with shame The sharp knife next to him aligns with his heart: "All guilt is attributed to his subordinates, willing to atone for death."

Wolf Guard is Da Khan's most loyal bodyguard. They were ordered to enter Chang'an, and they did not intend to return to the grassland alive. But the life of these wolf guards should have been exchanged hundreds of times of the blood of the Tang people to be loyal to Khan. It is a great waste to die in a broken warehouse.

Right killing with a sneer: "Your life belongs to sweat, what is the qualification to decide for yourself?" He took the sharp knife from Cao Poyan's hand, cut off a strand of hair above the latter's head, and wrapped it around his wrist-- On the grassland, this represents the soul of the guilty. From this moment on, Cao Poyan was completely dead, leaving only a body that obeyed any order.

"Then you have to complete all my orders before you are allowed to die."

Cao Poyan's head hung down, silently. This right-hand killing nobleman, with the noble blood of Asuna's family, is the person who took charge of the Turks' operation in Chang'an this time and represents the will of Khan. His will is the fate of Cao Poyan.

Right killing and throwing away the knife, he raised his hand and said: "You don't have to worry about the work of Fangtu, I have sent someone else to do it. Now there is another task for you."

"Huh?" Cao Poyan raised his head.

Right killing: "Just got the news, at this time, Shuofangjie's family members of Wang Zhongji are in Beijing. You go to tie his daughter, chop off your fingers, and send them to the Tang army camp on the grassland one by one. "When he said this, the corner of his mouth unconsciously showed cruel pleasure.

Wang Zhongsi is a Turkic nightmare and the culprit that makes the Turkic people breathless. Wolf Guard rarely comes to Chang'an, and does not send a big gift.

But Cao Poyan frowned. This time, the operation plan in Changan has been planned for a long time, and I see the implementation phase. How can I change it at will because of a whim? There was a word he never said, that Cui Liulang was also arranged by the right killer, and it turned out that it was a detailed work of the Tang people. He did not doubt that the right killing colluded with the Tang Dynasty, but he didn't even do the minimum censorship work. As a result, more than a dozen elite Wolf Guards died before they played a role.

This right-killing nobleman has the same temperament as the Turkic nobleman. It is too sloppy and casual, and may work in the grassland. However, in the operation of Chang'an City, he is not suitable to be a commander.

Cao Poyan forcibly suppressed these thoughts and humbly prostrate to the ground: "In the battle of the West City, the Tang people have been alert, and perhaps the Tianluodi network has been laid out at this time. The subordinates are worried ... . "

Right killing his face gloomy, but this is the magical stroke he suddenly thought of, and was so questioned by a humble Wolf Guard.

"Shut up!" Right Kill waved his robe sleeve angrily. "Your Wolf Guard doesn't need a mouth, just fangs!"

Cao Poyan also argued, right-handedly raised his leg and kicked him to the ground. It's a pity there is no whip in hand, otherwise you have to slash the arrogant bastard.

At this point, Cao Poyan had to close his mouth, climbed up silently from the ground, and prodded his guilt. But his fists clenched slightly, his eyes fluttering unwillingly. A small necklace of colored stones hung from his neck, looking like it was from a child.

Right killing and drinking back Cao Poyan, turned and pushed open the door, walked to the outhouse.

Outside is a wide workshop, dozens of Turks are doing carpentry work. They are not as strong and robust as Wolf Guards, and most of them have a rickety back and a pair of big hands full of cocoons. Each of these craftsmen is a treasure on the grassland, but at this time they are hiding in this small workshop and working hard. Around a dozen strong wolf guards patrolled back and forth, with sharp eyes.