Chapter Seventy-Eight: Wind and Rain
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The cellar less than a foot wide closed for five people, cut off from light, cut off from sound, stuffy, and oppressive. It was torture worse than isolation. Because in that environment, the inherent fear, suspicion, and vulnerability of human nature will be infinitely magnified.
It's like putting a pack of wild dogs in a small cage and throwing them into a dark well. One day is fine, three days is fine, and ten days may be bearable.
But if it lasts for a month, two months, three months... The result is either cannibalism or madness.
"Your Highness is a good plan. Nie Ke's tone became more and more respectful. As a first-class shadow guard, when he asks himself about such a "punishment", his hairs stand on end all over his body when he thinks about it.
"My father's brocade guard is known as the Night Falcon, and the suffering of skin and flesh is a habitual thing, and it is not a threat to them. But if it's tormenting, maybe it's going to be. After all, the most vulnerable thing is not the flesh * body, but the human heart. Li Jingting said quietly, his voice was like too thick night, and it was cold to hear, "If you close it for a few months, no matter how good Jinyi Wei is, it is just my puppet Li Jingting." ”
The oil-paper lanterns are swaying, the candles are whimpering, there is only a deserted little wine jar, the dozing shopkeeper, and the non-returning guests who drink alone in the middle of the night, this scene is like a chess piece on the chessboard, embedded in the chess game of Chang'an 360 squares.
"It's dry, be careful of the candles......
The long night was long, Chang Gengxing disappeared, and he only listened to the boring shouting, mixed with the sound of bangzi throughout the entire Chang'an City.
He was like a part of the night in Chang'an, no one cared about him, and he didn't care about anyone, just dutifully knocking on his bamboo and wood bangs.
And when he came to the secluded corner of the street, a majesty of a natural superior emanated from him, with a faint and lazy pride, which made it impossible to connect him with the husband of half a moment ago.
He took off his hat and took out a piece of white ramie cloth to elegantly wipe the stains off his face, revealing a handsome face like a pearl in the night.
Chess boy, Jiang Li.
A black shadow appeared silently, bowing down behind Jiang Li: "Hui Gongzi, my subordinates got it." This is one of the nine hundred and ninety-nine failed Hidden Arrows. Nie Ke hid it cleverly, and it was all embedded at the bottom of the wine jar, so it was no wonder that Xin Bai couldn't find it. ”
"Good work, Zhong Yu. Jiang Li nodded, took the sleeve arrow and looked at it carefully.
Zhong Yu respectfully clenched his fists: "The subordinates don't dare to be." If it weren't for the son pretending to be a husband and attracting the attention of those two, his subordinates would not have been able to steal out so smoothly. ”
"Can you see any doorways?" Jiang Li's slender fingertips stroked the seven brackets in the sleeve arrow, and there was night at the bottom of his eyes.
"The subordinates are stupid. Zhong Yu shook his head, "It's just a failure, it's not complete, and the subordinates only recognize some strange hidden arrows, and the others don't have the courage to put their beaks." ”
Jiang Li smiled suddenly, it was a cold smile that seemed to be playing with the prey: "As expected by this son, this is the hidden arrow that Li Jingting intends to improve." It can carry a normal-sized dagger and shoot from a long distance...... Huh?"
After a pause, Jiang Li's fingertips stopped somewhere on the sleeve arrow, which was a piece of wood, which seemed to be inserted into it, and it was particularly conspicuous and strange in the entire iron material.
"Why is there a piece of wood in the iron Hidden Arrow? This is not a child's thing. Zhong Yu interjected hesitantly.
"Not only the structure, but also the material, Li Jingting has also been transformed. This piece of wood is just a mark, indicating that a special material will be used in the official construction. The material must be extremely precious and rare, and using it as an arrow can greatly increase the strength of the assassination. A meaningful smile rose on Jiang Li's eyebrows, "Light and hard, precious and rare, and suitable for weapons, especially hidden weapon casting." I'm afraid that what Li Jingting chose in his heart is a treasure that only exists in the palace: Tiantie. (Note 1)"
Zhong Yu was stunned. With just an incomplete work, Jiang Li actually saw the doorway in such a short time, from the structure to the material. This made his tone even more awe-inspiring: "The Third Highness doesn't pay much attention to Karakuri. How could he go to great lengths to make Nie Ke hide in a small wine cellar and develop it secretly?"
"With this improved Hidden Arrow, from the seven pushes in the structure to the killing strength in the material, it can disguise long-range shots as close-range assassinations. Interesting. Jiang Li raised his eyes to look north, even in the middle of the night, the Furong Garden was still brightly lit, and there was a faint noise of the aftermath.
"What about the Jinyi Guard sent by the Emperor to the Furong Garden to supervise the Flower Society?" Jiang Li suddenly remembered something.
"The subordinates have been monitoring the Hibiscus Garden according to the orders of the son. Zhong hurriedly said, "The emperor sent five Jinyi guards, and before they could return to the palace to resume their lives, they were all captured by Nie Ke and others sent by the Third Highness." ”
Jiang Li looked at the sleeve arrow, then at the small wine pot not far away, and finally fixed his eyes on Chang'an City in the night.
One hundred and eight squares are like stagnant chess pieces on a chess game, the lights of thousands of homes are silent, and the snoring of the butchers in the nearby squares can be heard. The present world is as quiet and tranquil as countless nights in this prosperous and prosperous world.
However, all this fell into Jiang Li's eyes, but it turned into monstrous waves, and black clouds overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it.
"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings. ”
Jiang Li sighed slightly, and gently closed his eyes as if he was tired. Only the oil-paper lanterns of the small wine yard dangled not far away, like a whimpering elegy.
In the tenth year of Tianhe, the summer of Dawei ended in a turmoil.
Led by the eldest grandson's family, there was a big mess of the flower party held in the Hibiscus Garden on Qixi Festival. It should have been a gathering of noble ladies in Chang'an and a lively celebration of marriage, but for some reason, the Gao family and the Lu family quarreled.
Later, the eldest grandson, the Xin family, the five surnamed Qiwang and their vassal families, and the family of the Gao family were all involved. The turmoil developed from the awkwardness of the two young ladies to a turmoil.
In the end, the five surnamed Qiwang dispatched the government army, and the Lu family suddenly stopped for some reason, so as to avoid the deterioration of the situation. But the frightened young lady, the dead and wounded slaves are countless, not to mention that this matter has implicated almost the entire Chang'an official family, so when the early morning of the eighth day of the seventh month, this news quickly shocked the Kyushu Great Wei.
Daming Palace was furious. Emperor Li He did not dare to slack off, and issued three holy decrees that day: ordered Dali Temple to investigate thoroughly. The ladies who attended the flower party were summoned in turn to find out the reason, and for the five surnames and seven hopes, they personally visited the door to picket and refute the correction. (Note 2)
For a time, the entire Chang'an City was shrouded in a strange atmosphere. No one knows how this matter will end, everyone is worried, and all officials are soldiers.
After the tense and depressing atmosphere turned into a few majestic summer rains, the autumn of Dawei came.
The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south. The continuous autumn rain soaked the whole of Chang'an in water bubbles.
Autumn is high and cool, the maple forest is red all over, it is a good season, but the air in Chang'an is becoming more and more gloomy and dignified.
The turmoil in Furong Garden, the review of Dali Temple for several months was fruitless, the emperor was furious, and after questioning the Dali Temple, he sent the "Three Divisions" composed of Dali Temple, the Criminal Department Shangshu, and the Imperial History Zhongcheng to jointly try and adjudicate. (Note 3)
The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings, and Chang'an is uneasy. However, as the saying goes, when the autumn wind rises, the crab feet itch, the autumn chrysanthemum opens, and the crab smells.
On the first day of October, Xinfu laughed and laughed, drummed and blew sheng, and a golden autumn crab feast, as if Xinfu and Chang'an City outside were separated from two worlds.
It was still early in the morning, and a basket of crabs was sent into the big kitchen by the small guy, and six or two big Yangcheng Lake crabs, each with green back and yellow hair, and their claws were golden like a layer of gold.
Exegesis:
1. Sky Iron: that is, meteoric iron. In ancient China, the technology of forging swords from meteoric iron had appeared. For example, in 1972, an iron-bladed copper Yue was unearthed in the Shang Dynasty (14th century BC) site in Taixi Village, Gaocheng, Hebei Province, which was made of meteoric iron. And the dragon slayer knife in the novel is also a meteorite. Of course, the author feels that the West is more enthusiastic about meteorite. One of the world's three most famous blades, the Malayklux sword, is a meteoric iron sword.
2. Dali Temple: Tang Dynasty took Dali Temple as the highest judicial organ of the central government, and tried cases of crimes committed by hundreds of central officials and cases of imprisonment or above by Beijing masters, as well as doubtful death penalty cases transferred by local governments. The Criminal Department is the central judicial administrative organ, which is responsible for examining and reviewing cases tried by Dali Temple and prefectures and counties, and if suspicious cases are found, the following cases are rejected and ordered to be retried by the original organs, or retried; death penalty cases are transferred to Dali Temple for retrial.
3. Three Divisions of Judges: In the Tang Dynasty, whenever there was a major case, it was often tried jointly by Dali Siqing, the Criminal Department Shangshu, and the Imperial History Zhongcheng, which was called "Three Divisions of Judges". This is an upgrade of the "Dali Temple trial, criminal department review".