The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Yao Runeng's expression was a bit stiff, and Li Sicheng thought of himself as a bait. If Zhao participated in the army half a step at night, the inner ghost was certainly exposed, and he could not help dying. Zhao Shenjun patted him on the shoulder and said to look at the prey first.

Yao Ru could barely get up and look towards the corral. The animals were driven away, and a black shadow was lying prone in the dirty mud, throwing their crossbows aside. There were two arrows in his back, but from the slightly twitching ridge line, he knew that he was still alive.

Just stay alive, this guy opened the drain in Jing’an ’s backyard, and killed half of the Jing’an ’s team, including Xu Bin, and indirectly contributed to the outbreak of Que Lehuo. Really, he ’s the biggest tonight. One of the sinners cannot die so easily.

Yao Ru stepped forward, stepped into the corral, and smelly muddy water splashed under his feet. He reached over and turned the inner ghost over. At this time the sky was already shining brightly, and under the light of the dim light, Yao Ru could see the facial features on his face and couldn't help but be shocked.

"why you?!"

This inner ghost took advantage of Yao Runeng's stunned moment, and suddenly jumped out of the mud, his hands flicked, splashing the dirt into Yao Runeng's eyes, then with an arrow wound, he turned and ran in the opposite direction.

Zhao Shenjun was not very anxious. He had arranged manpower in this area. This guy hit an arrow, it is impossible to run away. He greeted his men from all directions, forming a dense line of defense and gradually gathering towards the corral.

After being gathered to a small area, they found that people were gone!

Zhao Sen's military was corrupted and ordered a thorough search. Soon there was a result. It turned out that there was a sewage drainage ceramic pipe under the corral. The corrals are cleaned on weekdays, and animal feces and dirt are discharged from here and washed away along the water.

The lid of the pipe was lifted and thrown aside, and the inner diameter was quite wide. Obviously, the inner ghost escaped along here.

Zhao Shenjun ordered to chase fast, but the soldiers saw that the inside and outside of the pipe were covered with black-brown dirt, and also exuded the smell of rotten smell.

Only one person is the exception.

Yao Runeng rushed past and drilled into the pipeline without looking back.

The wall of Chang'an Waiguo is about four feet high, and it is rammed twice with good loess, which is as strong as Tonglian City in the past. The four corners and the twelve city gates were also specially reinforced with clad bricks. At the root of Waiguo City Wall, there is a ring of moat three feet wide and two feet deep.

The water of the moat comes from the three major canals of Guangtong, Yongan and Longshou. The water is dry in winter, but it can always maintain a water level of more than one foot. Chang'an people have nothing to do with leisure, they will come to the river to catch a fish or something. The defending army does not prohibit this, but it is forbidden to take a bath or wash clothes to prevent it from being seen by the envoys of the foreign clan, which is unsightly.

From afar, the entire moat looked like a black-colored belt with countless golden yellow flashing stars, which were hundreds of water lamps on the ice.

The structure of these water lamps is very simple, using wooden boards or oil paper as a boat, and a candle on it-this is the custom of the ghost festival on the Mid-Autumn Festival. point. But this is after all a ghost sacrifice to the ghosts, and it was unlucky to put it in the city, so everyone ran to the moat outside the city to put it, anyway, the city gate was not closed all night. The only inconvenience is that the water surface freezes, and the lights cannot float, and can only shine on the spot.

At this time, above the gleaming river, a dark shadow was falling rapidly. Those ice fires that would extinguish at any time, along with Chen Xi, reflected the outlines of two despairs.

Zhang Xiaojing hugged Xiao Gui, and together with that flag, he entangled in the air, and the scene in front of Fengsui Fort was repeated again, but the relationship between the two was completely different this time. Xiao Gui stared at Zhang Xiaojing fiercely, and Zhang Xiaojing closed his one eye tightly without any communication.

The rate of descent is too fast, they have no room to speak. As the wind swept through the ear, the body quickly approached the ground. First a crunch, the thin ice cracked, and overturned a lot of small water lamps; then, with a clatter, the water splashed, and the candlelight of the ghosts that surrounded them went out, and the two people directly smashed into the moat, causing a high High waves.

More than a foot of river water is not enough to completely offset the pressure caused by the decline. The two sank directly into the deepest place, hitting the bottom of the river heavily, the mud was flying, and it was muddy.

Zhang Xiaojing only felt that Venus was dancing in front of him, and the whole portrait was beaten hard in the vest with a big hand. Five organs and six organs condensed into a mass in a moment, and then scattered to the four sides. The strong shock brought by this pull almost shook all three souls and seven souls out of the body. For a while, Zhang Xiaojing did see his back and saw it gradually away. At the same time, a large amount of cold water poured into his lungs, making him cough in pain.

If it is changed to the heyday, Zhang Xiaojing can quickly calm his mind and try to save himself. But he is too weak now, and he has been fighting for a whole day, squeezing every strength of his bones. Zhang Xiaojing slowly spread his limbs and relax his muscles. The last thought in his heart was that it would be nice to die like this.

But there was a sudden tumbling sound in his ear, and he could not help but float upward. Zhang Xiaojing crooked his face and saw Xiao Guizhen struggling with his arms, rushing towards the river. Ironically, that flag has been dipped into a strip, one end wrapped around Xiao Gui's ankle and one end wrapped around Zhang Xiaojing's waist. The flag was so tight that it couldn't be easily uncoiled, so it looked like Xiao Gui was pulling the rope and pulling Zhang Xiaojing up.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't know whether Xiao Gui really wanted to save people, or he was simply too late to solve the flag, but he had no energy to think deeply and let the other party toss. Xiao Gu ’s power was much stronger than that of Zhang Xiaojing. After struggling for more than a dozen times, the heads of the two people appeared at the same time, making a wheezing gasp.

On the bank of the moat, there were several panic shouts: "Hey! It seems that someone has fallen into the water!" Then footsteps came.

These people should be ordinary people who put water lamps nearby, all wearing white shirts and carrying lanterns. They saw a large hole in the ice surface of the moat, two heads floating inside, and they were all startled. They looked at it again, and one of them was still throbbing. Several lanterns were held high, illuminating the banks of the river brightly, and a few bold descendants stepped on the thin ice and approached them tremblingly.

Some people brought a few long bamboo poles for lighting, and one was placed on Xiao Xiao's armpit. Several people lifted hard, and both of them were lifted out of the water, dragging their hands and feet to the shore.

Zhang Xiaojing's line of vision was blurred, and he felt his cheeks being beaten fiercely, and then a finger reached under his nose, and a voice shouted: "This is also mad!"

"Is there still gas? So Xiao Xiao is still alive?" Zhang Xiaojing's consciousness is not coherent at all now, and he can only think intermittently. He felt almost no consciousness under the neck, even the pain, cold, acid, etc. disappeared, the wood was dull, like his head was connected to a stone statue.

After a while, another humorous voice came to the ear: "This, isn't this Zhang Shuai?"

The sound sounded familiar, and Zhang Xiaojing reluctantly opened his eyes to see a loyal face with a thick lion nose. He remembered it a little bit. This is Arroyo, a Linyi who raised camels in Dongshi. His biggest dream is to cultivate the best "Footfoot Camels". Arroyo was once bullied by a young man, who was said to have stolen the hard-working camel, and finally Zhang Xiaojing presided over justice, which made him save his efforts.

Arroyo found out that it was Eun Gong, who showed a delighted expression: "Really Zhang Shuai!" He leaned over and pressed his hand on Zhang Xiaojing's chest, and massaged hard. The pair of rough big hands were particularly powerful. Zhang Xiaojing opened his mouth and wowed out a lot of water, and his body finally felt a little conscious.

Several heads around came together to identify his identity one after another, and the voices of "Zhang Shuai", "Zhang Yanluo" and "Zhang Xiaojing" sounded. These people Zhang Xiaojing also remembered that they were all residents of Wannian County and had dealt with him more or less.

He wanted to remind these people to look up at the city wall. There was a rattan basket hanging in it, which was filled with a coma, and there was a comatose comatose nearby. But Zhang Xiaojing opened his mouth and found that the vocal cords could not make a sound at all.

It was probably irritated when it fell into the water. It may be paralyzed for a while, and it may take a while to recover.

Arroyo was very happy to see Zhang Xiaojing react. He thought that there was a man lying next to him. It should be Zhang Xiaojing's friend, so he walked over and massaged for a while. Then his companion suddenly said, "Did you hear the drums?"

Arroyo was stunned and stopped to listen. Sure enough, the most familiar street drum sounded in the city. He couldn't help but be a little strange: "It's almost sunrise, which door is it?

"Oh, listen again!" The companion was anxious.

Arroyo heard again, and found that another drum sound came from both directions. This drum sound is sharp and fast, which is very different from the long style of street drums. His face changed. This was the closed door drum of the tower, which meant that the gates of Chunming Gate in the north and Yanxing Gate in the south would be closed soon.

As usual, both Fangmen and Chengmen are open all night during the Yuan Festival. Therefore, these people will first go to the city for a night lantern festival, and they will leave the city to release the water lantern in the moat almost at the time of the hour. What's wrong now? Why is it almost dawn, but the gates are closed? Is it related to the explosion before Xingqing Palace?

Arroyo did not go to Xingqing Palace to see the excitement, and it was unclear how big the incident was. But they knew how harsh the guards behind the gates were. If you did n’t enter the city before you stopped, do n’t think about going in again. They did n’t have anything to eat and no copper coins, and it would be very troublesome to stay outside the city.

"Hurry up now!" The companion urged his sleeve.

"But Zhang Shuai and they can't let it go ..." Arroyo hesitated. He looked at the white fish belly in the distance, and then looked at the lantern on the tower of Yanxingmen, and bit his teeth.

"what?"

"Anyway, the city gate won't stay open all the time. It's a big deal. I stay outside for a day. Zhang Shuai is kind to me, and I can't save myself from death." Arroyo made up his mind and told him again, "You remember to feed me Camel. "The companions agreed and ran towards the gate.

Arroyo had a strong physique, and easily carried Zhang Xiaojing and walked out. There is a small ancestral temple next to the official road two hundred steps away from the city wall. When Chang'an people practice farewell, they always come here to worship. Arroyo put Zhang Xiaojing in the temple, put a pad under him, and then went out to carry Xiao Gui, and the two lay side by side.

In the past, in order to release the water lamp, this group of people kept fire on the shore. Arroyo fetched the fire, burned some hot water with the broken urn in the temple, and irrigated them. After a while, the two men regained their consciousness. Arroyo was quite happy, saying that I went out to get something to eat, and then went out with a bamboo pole. There were only Zhang Xiaojing and Xiao Gui left in the temple.

Zhang Xiaojing slowly turned his head to his side and found that Xiao Gui suffered much more injuries than he did. His chest collapsed to a large extent, and there was blood foam on the corner of his mouth. Obviously when he fell into the water, he leaned down to touch the ground first, blocking most of the impact for Zhang Xiaojing.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Xiaojing knew that he was basically saved. A strong grief, like lightning, split into Zhang Xiaojing's stiff body. The last time he had a similar experience, he still heard Wen Wuji died.

Xiao Ji opened his eyes at this time.

"Why?" These three words contain countless doubts and anger.

Zhang Xiaojing opened his mouth, still unable to make a sound.

"Why do you want to betray me?" Xiao Gu seemed to become excited, and there was more blood in the corner of his mouth. He probably knew he was n’t going anymore, he did n’t care about his chest injury, and he coughed, "No! Cough ... you did n’t really help me from the beginning, right?"

Zhang Xiaojing nodded silently.

"Unexpectedly, in order to deceive my trust, you actually killed Li. Zhang Datou Zhang Datou, should you say that you are hot enough or insidious? Cough!"

Xiao Gui finally realized at this point that the reason why this perfect plan fell short was because of the old comrade-in-arms. His unlimited trust in Zhang Xiaojing became a sharp edge to cut himself.

"I don't understand, why would you betray an old comrade in life and death? Why would you help the official family? I can't think of a reason, I can't think of a single reason." Xiao Gui desperately grabbed Zhang Xiaojing's hand, his eyes full of doubts.

He didn't grieve or anger, and now he only had deep confusion. An old comrade who was tortured and bullied should be on his side anyway, but Zhang Xiaojing didn't, but he was born and died for those who tortured him, and he spared his life.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaojing couldn't make a sound at this time, Xiao Xiao stared at his lips: "You don't agree with my approach?"

Zhang Xiaojing nodded.

"You are so loyal to that emperor?"

Zhang Xiaojing shook his head.

Xiao Gui punched the thin column next to the small temple and almost shouted: "Then why are you? If you are not loyal to the emperor, why should you protect him? Why don't you agree with my approach! You do this, worthy of those dead brothers ?"

Zhang Xiaojing greeted his gaze silently. Xiao Ji suddenly remembered that on the top of the diligent government affairs building, they had a debate about "measuring human life." Zhang Xiaojing seemed to have a lot of opinions on this matter, insisting that human life can be measured in this way.

"Do you think I did something wrong? Do you think I used any means to kill the innocent indiscriminately? Do you think I shouldn't have made so many victims in order to kill the emperor?"

This time Zhang Xiaojing nodded very firmly.

Xiao Guiqi laughed back: "After so many experiences, you are still so weak, so naive ... cough ... who do you want to maintain? It is the official who killed my sister's family. Yong Wang, or the court that threw you into death torture several times? "

Zhang Xiaojing did not answer this time. He cast his gaze out of the temple solemnly. At this time, dawn had gradually driven away the darkness, and the outline of the wall of Changan City had gradually become clear. Today is a good day.

Xiao Jiu followed Zhang Xiaojing's sight, and they were the partners who were born and died. One eye is enough for each other's mind: "Ten years of Western Region soldiers, nine years of Changan handsome, you will not really regard yourself as the guardian of this Changan city Are you? "

Zhang Xiaojing reluctantly raised his right arm and scraped the water stains in his eye socket. The one-eyed eye was exceptionally solemn.

Xiao Gui's eyes twitched, and he could hardly believe: "Big head, you really are the naive and stupid guy in the eighth regiment." Zhang Xiaojing tried his best to raise his right arm and thumped it heavily on his left shoulder. This is the call sign ceremony of the eighth regiment, meaning "nine dead without regret".

Xiao Xiao saw this, first a moment of silence, then a burst of laughter: "Okay! Okay! People have to be responsible for their choices, I trust you, you betrayed me, this is all deserved. Okay, let me It was n’t a loss to die in the hands of my brother. Anyway, I also made troubles in Chang’an, the lamp tower was blown up, the palace was smashed, and the emperor had taken hold of it.

His laughter was harsh and sharp, and more blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Xiaojing reluctantly turned sideways, trying to reach out and wipe him off. Xiao Gui shattered his hand without any politeness: "Go away! Wait until the prefecture, let the brothers of the eighth regiment decide, who the **** are we! Cough cough cough ..."

After a fierce cough, the voice came to an abrupt halt, and Zu Dao Temple fell into silence. Zhang Xiaojing thought he was dead and was about to gather over and take a closer look. Unexpectedly, Xiao Gu stood up suddenly, his eyes glowing like a glowing light:

"Although they escaped, I will not let Chang'an City be too peaceful. Cough, big head, let me tell you a secret."

Zhang Xiaojing frowned, did not approach, did not know what medicine he sold in the gourd. Xiao Gui's face was covered with ridiculous smiles: "Don't you want to know, why can we crickets make such a big move in Chang'an City?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Xiaojing suddenly tightened his heart. He had long suspected that the earthworm's plan was too ambitious and had very high demands on many links. It was impossible to rely on Xiao Ji's veteran veterans. There must be forces behind them.