At the same time, a crossbow bolt flew from the other side,

It happened to be nailed to the ground at Cao Poyan's feet. Zhang Xiaojing's figure jumped into the hospital,

A swift tumble landed in an open area thirty paces away from Cao Poyan. On the 14th day of the first month of the third year of Tianbao, Shen Chu.

Chang'an, Chang'an County, Guangdefang.

Xu Bin flipped through the records roll by volume, his fingers sliding over the rough edge of the paper, and the lines of ink leaping into view.

Just now, Li Sicheng said an angry sentence: "Everything that can be lit, give me a thorough check." This gave Xu Bin a new inspiration - what can cause a fire is not necessarily just oil.

The materials that are transported into Chang'an City every day, to say the least, are hundreds, and there are really a lot of them. Xu Bin followed this line of thought and called up the customs declaration information of the past few days to check the classification catalog to see if there were any suspicious bulk flammable products.

But after checking for a long time, he found nothing.

There are not no flammable products, and there are many large transactions, but Xu Bin pondered carefully and found that these are unrealistic: firewood takes up too much space, papyrus is flammable and easy to extinguish, bamboo and wood transportation is too troublesome, and the cost of candle paste, cloth and silk is too high. It's easy to use these things to create a fire, but it's too difficult to quickly burn down the entire Chang'an City.

Jing'an Division has done physical simulations before, and it has been found that oil, and only oil, is the best means to quickly cause large-scale fires. It is easy to transport in stealth, long in flow, flammable, and fierce. If the Turks were going to burn the city of Chang'an tonight, oil was the only option.

This is fundamentally the conclusion that Jing'an Division came to earlier.

Xu Bin pushed Wen Mu away in frustration, rubbed his sore eyes, and felt that he was simply going crazy for being promoted. He was about to instruct the servant to unload the file, when he raised his elbow when the inkstone beside the desk fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces with a thud. Ink splattered and spilled everywhere.

Xu Bin stared at the ground in a daze, suddenly slapped his head, and suddenly grabbed the servant's arm. He hurriedly reported a series of numbers, and asked the servants to quickly bring the assigned file over. Xu Bin squatted down, but instead of picking up the inkstone, he used his fingers to rub the ink on the floor, and soon his fingertips were dark. Xu Bin's lips curled up unexpectedly, and his eyes lit up.

The files of Jing'an Division are stored in a regular manner and are easy to access. After a while, the servant brought him the scroll he had requested. Xu Bin couldn't even wait to untie the belt, so he ripped it open and hurriedly browsed it. He quickly found what he was looking for, first with delight, then with surprise, and then with a grim face.

He grabbed the scroll in his hand, hurried out of his seat, and walked to the sand table. Li Mi was still standing beside the sand table and frowned, and the dust was constantly handed over from his left hand to his right hand, and from his right hand to his left hand.

Xu Bin arched his hand: "Li Sicheng." Li Yu didn't raise his head: "What's the matter?" ”

"Humble office maybe...... Well, probably already guessed...... Hey, maybe the Turks had some idea. Xu Bin said a little unconfidently, but it did not damage the excitement in his tone at all.

This sentence finally touched Li Mi, and he turned his face: "Speak!" ”

The sound of drums came from afar, and the same rhythm sounded from one watchtower after another, gradually from far to near. The sound of the drum is very distinctive, low and clear, and the sound is far away. This is a lizardskin drum specially imported from Persia, which is dedicated to the transmission of Jing'an Division, and will never be confused with the sound of festival drums, street drums, and Dengwen drums.

Zhang Xiaojing seemed to have a sense, and opened his eyes suddenly. There's new news coming in, and the drums are long, which is unusual.

At this time, Cui Qi and the people of the brigade army scattered out to search, and only Yao Runeng remained by Zhang Xiaojing's side. He also served as a translator, and as soon as he heard the sound of the drums, he jumped up and listened attentively.

This time the transmission was surprisingly long, and Yao Runeng had to listen to it while recording it on the ground with his feet. Fortunately, each message is repeated three times so that it is not missed.

The transmission of Chang'an Wanglou is divided into two kinds: one is the fixed formula, such as three urgent and one slow represents "reinforcements are coming", five urgent and two slow represent "standing by in place", and so on; The other is the rhyme style, based on the "Tang Rhyme" repaired by Sun Yi 20 years after the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and is arranged in order with volumes, rhymes, and words, such as 266, that is, the sixth character of the sixteenth rhyme of Volume 2, and a check of "Tang Rhyme" will know that it is the word "day".

The stereotype is the fastest, but the content is restricted; Rhymes can convey slightly more complex things; If it's something more complicated, you'll have to send someone to ride and pass the book.

A moment later, a melodious trumpet sounded from the watchtower, indicating that the message had been completed. The yellow earth is already full of numbers. Yao Runeng took out the booklet of "Tang Yun" from his waist and quickly translated it into words:

"There is Yanzhou Shizhi today to report the ink into the city, and I don't know where to go."

Zhang Xiaojing swept over, and his face changed greatly. Yao Runeng was a little confused, and hurriedly asked what was going on, what was the stone grease.

Zhang Xiaojing said: "When I was a soldier in the northwest, I once saw a kind of water. It flows out of the rock crevices, and there is a layer of black oil floating on the surface, which is sticky to the touch, similar to fat fat, so it is called stone fat. Locals use a straw basket to collect this layer of floating grease on the surface and use it for lighting a fire, which is extremely bright. ”

Yao Runengqi said: "So it can still be lit? Zhang Xiaojing said: "Stone grease is not easy to catch fire, you have to use a secret method to refine, and then use the ignited lard or castor oil to guide - once it is lit, it will not die." We are defending the city in the Western Regions, and a jar of stone grease poured down can take away dozens of lives in one breath - that grease can stick to the fire on the body, and it can't be shaken off or extinguished. I've never seen a more ferocious fuel. That's why the army called it fierce fire. ”

With Zhang Xiaojing's perseverance, they were all moved, which shows how miserable the picture was that day. Yao Runeng gasped, and his face changed suddenly: "Could it be that the Turks have already brought such a dangerous thing into the city?" Zhang Xiaojing nodded heavily.

If a large amount of stone grease is used, it is entirely possible to burn Chang'an overnight. It is likely that this is what the Turkic population calls Quelehodo.

"How can the people of the city gate guard put such a dangerous thing at will?" Yao Runeng shouted.

Zhang Xiaojing said: "Stone grease is only produced in Jiuquan, Yumen, Yanzhou and other places, and only the locals and garrisons know about it. The people of Guanzhong—like you—probably haven't even heard of their names. What's more, when the Turks brought in these things, they played a trick......" He pointed his finger at the word "ink".

"Ink?" Yao Runeng was puzzled.

"The paraffin burned, and the black smoke was very thick. Therefore, Yanzhou usually uses its moss to make ink, and the Yanmo produced is quite famous. ”

Yao Runeng was familiar with the case and immediately understood. Resin can be burned, and it can also be used to make ink, so when the wolf guard entered the city to declare customs, he deliberately reported it as "ink". According to Chang'an's rules, raw materials and finished products are classified into the same category. As a result, the entry records of these stone greases were grandly classified as ink.

Jing'an Si was desperately tracking down oil and other combustibles, but no one could think of checking the ink—the ink thing couldn't be lit!

The Turks skillfully exploited this blind spot in their thinking to hide from the world. Even if someone wants to check, it is difficult to detect the catty from the customs declaration record.

"These guys are so cunning that they can come up with such insidious tricks." Yao Runeng sighed indignantly. When Zhang Xiaojing heard this, he frowned, and there was a faint feeling of incongruity. He has been a bad handsome man for many years, and his intuition of contradictions has always been very smart.

But now is not the time to think about this, the top priority is to quickly find the location of the wolf guards.

"As you described, the stone grease should be black visco, and if it is spilled on the ground, it should be very noticeable, right? Looking for spills on nearby roads? Yao Runeng proposed.

Zhang Xiaojing shook his head, since the Turks have the ability to transport the stone resin in, they must be on guard against this kind of thing. As long as a few layers of hay are padded under the sealed barrel, no spills will be spilled.

"That'...... What can I do? ”

Zhang Xiaojing patted the hound beside him: "Stone grease will give off a pungent smell, and the smell is stronger when burned." So it's only suitable for outdoor torch lighting, and can't be used to light candles or cook food in the house. ”

Yao Runeng's eyes lit up, but soon he had another question: "This dog has to have a reference before he can find it." Where can we ask it for the stone grease? ”

Zhang Xiaojing stretched out his hand and pointed to the west: "Jinguang Gate." ”

Jinguangmen is in the middle of the west side of Chang'an, and a street to the east is the West Market, which is the only way for caravans from the west. The convoy transporting resin came from Yanzhou and would definitely enter the city from here.

"According to the inspection process, the guards would stab their spears into the barrels to prevent the Tibetans. It's hard to wash off, so it's enough for the gatekeepers to find the spear. Zhang Xiaojing said.

Jinguangmen is far away from here, Yao Runeng heard this, and immediately got on his horse to rush over, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaojing: "You don't have to go, if my guess is right, Jing'ansi's flying horse should be almost here, and it will bring what we want." After saying that, he looked at the end of the empty street, full of confidence.

"Are you so sure?"

"Because Li Sicheng has to do this." Zhang Xiaojing said lightly.

Yao Runeng made no secret of his reverence for Li Mi: "Li Sicheng is really a genius!" Such an ingenious trap of stone grease ink can be seen through by him. ”

Zhang Xiaojing smiled slightly and did not correct. Recognizing the matter of stone grease should have been thought of by Xu Bin. Once upon a time when the two of them had dinner together, he once talked about some customs and customs in the Western Regions Army, and casually mentioned such a strange thing as stone grease. I didn't expect Xu Bin to have such a good memory, and I still remember it now.

He doesn't have many friends in Chang'an, and Xu Bin is the one who has the longest relationship. If this guy can take this opportunity to make a great contribution and release the brown official, it can be regarded as the completion of a long-cherished wish.

"Hopefully, we've been delayed too much." Zhang Xiaojing looked at the gradually darkening sky and muttered. Yao Ru could see his sad face, and his heart couldn't help but be a little touched. He was originally suspicious of this death row prisoner, but after a series of events, he found that he was wrong, although Zhang Xiaojing's every move was negotiable, he was absolutely selfless, and even almost gave his life for it.

Yao Runeng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly clasped his hands into fists and knelt on one leg: "I was suspicious of Zhang Duwei before, so I asked for punishment." I also hope that Zhang Duwei will not be resentful because of the mistake of one person and delay the major event of Jing'an. ”

Zhang Xiaojing looked at the red-faced young man with interest: "Do you think it's not normal for me to work so hard, right?" ”

"Yes, I thought that Zhang Duwei was insincere, and he must have a plan." Yao Runeng admitted bluntly. For the safety of Chang'an? If this reason is said by Li Mi, he believes it; But a death row prisoner with a grudge against the court would say so, which is too false.

In his eyes, Zhang Xiaojing's investigation is a cover-up, and it is true that he is waiting for an opportunity to escape, which is in line with people's common sense. Can ...... now Yao Runeng felt her cheeks ache hotly. He wanted to escape this embarrassing scene, but he couldn't, if he didn't apologize to Zhang Xiaojing frankly, Yao Runeng might not be able to forgive that stupid self for the rest of his life.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't help him up, nor did he say sarcastic, he rubbed the top hair of the thin dog at his feet, and slowly raised his head. Looking over Yao Runeng's shoulders and looking at the majestic Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the distance, his eyes became deep for a while.

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

Yao Runeng was stunned, and didn't understand why he suddenly said this.

"There is a little novice who watches the tower there, if you give him half a penny, you can secretly climb to the top of the tower and see all the peonies in Chang'an. The money saved by the little novice never used it indiscriminately, and always secretly bought river fish to feed the kittens by the temple of mercy and grace. Zhang Xiaojing said slowly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yao Runeng was about to open his mouth to ask a question, but Zhang Xiaojing said again: "There is an old Uighur man in the Shengdao Workshop who specializes in making Biluo cakes, and the sesame seeds he chooses are very large, so the cakes taste extremely fragrant when they are first baked. I used to be on an errand day, and I would rush over early in the morning to guard the door of the shop and buy a few as soon as the door opened. He pouted, as if he was still savoring. There is also the carved hu rice of Puji Temple, which can only be eaten on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, and the monks secretly add meat oil, and the taste is really good. ”

"Captain Zhang, you are ......"

"Arroyo from Dongshi is a good camel trainer, and his lifelong dream is to buy an industry in Anyifang, marry a wife and have children, and completely take root in Chang'an. Changxingfang lives in a Taichang musician surnamed Xue, a native of Luling, every sunny and cloudless midnight, he must go to Tianjin Bridge to play the flute, just to wash the flute with moonlight, I have covered him several times for the night ban. There is also a dancing girl who lives in Chongrenfang, named Li Twelve, who is ambitious and wants to compete with the princess of the year. She practiced dancing until her heels were worn out, and she had to wrap them in red silk. Oh, by the way, when the river lanterns are released on Obon, the river is full of candlelight. If you walk along the Longshou Canal, you will see a blind grandmother selling folded paper boats along the canal, saying that she was saving a copper hairpin for her granddaughter, but I know that her granddaughter has already died of illness. ”

Speaking of these unrelated people and things, Zhang Xiaojing's tone was long, and his eyes were shining: "I have been a bad handsome in Chang'an City for nine years, and the people I deal with every day are all such people, and what I hear and see every day is like this." For dignitaries, these people are insignificant, and these things are even more common, but for me, this is the living Chang'an City that has not been swallowed by monsters. I feel alive when I'm around them. ”

When he said this, his tone lowered slightly: "If the Turks are allowed to succeed, this is the first person to lose their lives. I will do my best for the sake of these insignificant people living a life that they are accustomed to. What I want to protect is such a Chang'an - I say this, can you understand? ”

In the face of this sudden honesty, Yao Runeng's heart fluctuated and he was speechless. This guy's idea is too unique, he is resentful of the court, but he has compassion for the people of Chang'an, how should the word loyalty be counted?

"You...... Always thought so? ”

Zhang Xiaojing grinned, as if smiling: "Ten years of soldiers in the Western Regions, nine years of Chang'an Shuai." What do you think? ”

At this time, the horse's hooves were churning in the distance, the smoke and dust were billowing, and the two quickly returned to their state of work. After a while, a horse flew up and brought them a barrel of fish at his waist and a spear with a wooden handle. Yao Runeng took the spear, and the tip of the spear was indeed stained with a little black stain, and when he got closer, he smelled it, and the smell was pungent. Zhang Xiaojing opened the fish tube and took out a note full of words from it.

"The General Directorate has already found out, and it is Su Ji who is responsible for transporting the car. They entered the city around noon, but then they disappeared, and the foot boss, the coachman, and the carriage did not report back to the city. Zhang Xiaojing crumpled the note into a ball and said in a deep voice, "I estimate that most of them have been extinguished." The carriage was also wiped off its tracks, and it was impossible to find it. ”

Yao Runeng was not very indignant this time. First, he felt that the guy who helped the enemy carry things deserved to die; Second, after these few hours of running, he has become numb to the ferocity of the wolf guard.

Zhang Xiaojing sniffed the tip of the spear to the hound and patted its head. The hound sneezed unpleasantly, then craned its neck, shook its nose, and barked several times in one direction. If it weren't for Zhang Xiaojing holding the reins, it would have jumped out.

"Without further ado, I'll go first. You wait for Cui Wei to gather his men to follow, and use yellow smoke as a signal. ”

Yao Runeng looked around, and then realized that they had made a mistake that was not too big or small. Cui Qi was anxious to redeem his merits, and just now he broke the brigade into pieces and scattered them to the surrounding squares. Now it will take some time to gather troops first.

In other words, before this, Zhang Xiaojing will be in a situation of isolation and helplessness.

"You're injured, and it's too dangerous to go alone, right?" Yao Runeng was a little worried.

"Everyone is responsible for their own choices."

Zhang Xiaojing replied simply and let go of the leash. The hound swooped out, and he strode after him. Yao Runeng watched a man and a dog disappear into the corner of the wall, and was in a trance for a moment.

The smell of the stone grease is particularly pungent, so the hound does not hesitate to smell it. It was bending around the streets, running wildly, and Zhang Xiaojing had to run with all his strength to keep up. The pedestrians around looked at this person and a dog curiously, thinking that it was some new juggling, and there were actually cheers on both sides.

The hound ran out for more than two miles in one go, delaying several times in between. It only knew how to follow the smell in a straight line, and did not know how to go around, and several times it went headlong into a dead end, barking at the high wall. Zhang Xiaojing had to drag it out and search for it again.

When they finally came to a shop, the hound stopped, rubbed back and forth on the ground, and whined in frustration.

The smell is gone here, and the hound can't keep track of it anymore, after all, too much time has passed.

But that's enough.

Zhang Xiaojing hurriedly put a leash on it again, and wrapped its long front jaw with a thin rope, in case this was really the hiding place of the wolf guard, the dog barking might alarm them.

Zhang Xiaojing glanced at the wooden sign hanging in front of the fang, which read the words "Changmingfang". Weeds can be seen everywhere in front of the wall sill, and there are few rut marks on the dirt road in front of the door, which shows that there are not many residents, and it is desolate and silent. In this workshop, there is not even an exclusive watchtower of Jing'an Division - after all, the budget is limited, so we must first give priority to covering the densely populated northern squares, and this kind of deserted square cannot be taken into account for the time being.

This means that if something happens, there is no way to notify the outside world in time.

Zhang Xiaojing thought about it, and didn't remember any special buildings in this square - if Xu Bin was there, that guy would remember everything. He slowed his pace and walked slowly inside. There was not a single guard near the gate, so they must have run out to celebrate the Yuan Festival. Cheong Ming Square is now completely open and anyone can come and go freely.

It's a great place to hide. After Zhang Xiaojing entered the workshop, he loosened the leash with his left hand, restrained the hound to walk forward a little bit, and at the same time observed his eyes left and right, and held the crossbow with his right hand, ready to shoot at any time.

If Wolf Wei really stored the stone grease here, then he should have entered the enemy's sentry circle by now. However, Zhang Xiaojing is not too worried, in case there is really an abnormality, a cigarette pill can be thrown, and the address can be marked. Even if the Turks ran away on their own, the resin would not have had time to be transported away.

Without the stone grease, the Turkic wolf guards are nothing more than a group of desperate villains.

In front of Zhang Xiaojing is a cross street. If you are in the north, this will be the busiest area, and the streets will inevitably be full of shops. However, there are only a few earthen houses in this cross street of Changmingfang, which are covered by a large bare locust forest. There are a few small wandering traders in the forest, pack horses and carts, and there are more people selling goods than shopping. There is a dirt slope on the right side of the forest, and there is a small courtyard on the top of the slope, and a large gourd hangs in front of the door.

This is not so much a residence in Chang'an City, but rather a remote suburb.

In such a desolate place, if a large convoy came in, it should be very eye-catching. Zhang Xiaojing wanted to get closer to inquire, but the hound suddenly fell to the ground with its forelegs and let out a whining low roar. He stared at him and noticed three figures approaching nearby.

Zhang Xiaojing quickly clipped his hand in his arms, took out half of the crossbow, his muscles were tense, and he was ready to go. It wasn't until the figure approached that he saw clearly that these people were all dressed as beggars, all wearing tattered old robes and torn jackets, with their hands in their sleeves, and their faces were yellow and thin.

This face can only be cultivated without eating meat for several months, and it is definitely not a temporary disguise. So Zhang Xiaojing's shoulders relaxed slightly, but his hands were still tightly clasped with the crossbow machine. These beggars stared at Zhang Xiaojing, neither approaching, nor far away, keeping a distance of more than twenty paces, following closely.

Zhang Xiaojing snorted coldly, his steps quickened, and those beggars also followed. He suddenly stopped in front of a stall selling fern root cakes, bought a cake, and the beggars hurriedly stopped in place and pretended to look around. Zhang Xiaojing threw a few copper coins at the vendor and turned into a half-collapsed brick-walled alley in front of him.

The beggars followed, and the first one had just turned around, and was shocked to find that there was only a dog on a leash left in the alley.

He looked around a little puzzled, wondering where the hell had the man gone? In the next instant, a burst of ash powder suddenly hit his face, forcing his entire body to squint. At this moment, a figure jumped down from the wall, and slashed at the back of his neck with a knife, causing him to fall to the ground in an instant, unable to move.

This ash is the ash of plants and trees, which Zhang Xiaojing grabbed on the stall when he bought fern root cakes just now. Eating the fern root raw will get belly defects, and it must be boiled with plant ashes to remove the poison, so the vendors who sell the fern root cake will prepare some.

To deal with these small people, you don't need to use a crossbow or a steel knife.

When the two beggars in the back saw their companions attacked, their first reaction was to turn around and flee. Zhang Xiaojing leaned over and picked up two bricks, raised his arm and smashed them, hitting the back of the heads of the two people, and the two fell to the ground one after another. The hounds galloped over and tore at their sleeves viciously. The beggars exclaimed in amazement and waved their bamboo poles in vain.

Zhang Xiaojing walked over, pulled out the steel knife in his hand, and slowly aimed it at the throat of one of them, as if waiting for something. At this moment, a voice came eagerly from the forest: "Please keep people under the knife!" ”

Zhang Xiaojing showed a meaningful smile on his lips, took the knife back three inches, turned his head sideways, and saw a beggar wearing a flower Luo jacket standing under a tree not far away, looking over this way.

"They are only entrusted by others, and have no grudges against Your Excellency. Spare their three dog lives, and Jia Seventeen will be rewarded. The beggar who called himself Jia Seventeen was also resolute, and when he saw that something was wrong, he immediately appeared to stop him.

Zhang Xiaojing has been a bad handsome for nine years, and he knows that the eyeliner of these city fox society rats is all over the city, and they are well-informed, and even sometimes the government asks them to investigate. Today he was embellished by a beggar for no reason, and someone must be behind the scenes. As long as you force out the leaders of these people, things will be much easier.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't withdraw the knife gesture, nor did he speak, but just stared at the man coldly with one eye. Jia Qiqi's face changed slightly, this person knew that he was a public man at a glance, but as long as he heard that there was a "return", he would not be entangled, why did this person come up with a deadly posture?

He wanted to say more, but suddenly felt that the face of the person who came was a little familiar, especially the dry eye socket on the left, revealing Sen Sen's murderous aura. Jia Qiqi's heart turned around, and suddenly remembered a person's name.

"Are you...... Zhang Yanluo of Wannian County? ”

Changmingfang is located in the southwest of Chang'an and belongs to Chang'an County, but the ears and eyes of beggars are not so limited. The five Yamas of Wannian County: Vicious and stubborn, not five people, but one person. This one-eyed dragon is a ruthless character to avoid as much as possible.

"Who told you to follow me?" Zhang Xiaojing said lightly.

Jia Qiqi's heart turned sharply, and he heard that this person had been put on death row, which showed that the rumors were untrue. He arched his hands: "If we had known that it was Zhang Shuai, how could we have such courage?" We went ashore and didn't go ashore. ”

"Who is it?"

Jia Qiqiang smiled: "You know, you can't say this, the rules of the rivers and lakes." ”

Zhang Xiaojing reversed the obstacle knife and inserted it down. With a scream, the tip of the knife pierced into a beggar's thigh and pulled it out, blood gushing out. The corners of Jia Qiqi's mouth twitched, and his face sank: "If you can let go of these three rotten lives, all the beggars in Chang'an will miss your good." ”

Listening to this sentence on the other hand, if he doesn't let it go, the beggars of Chang'an will become enemies.

With a thud, the second knife stabbed cleanly into the body. Zhang Xiaojing is a death row prisoner, and the last thing he is afraid of is this threat. He didn't say a word, just poked at the unlucky beggars one by one, and the screams continued to rise and fall, constituting an invisible huge pressure.

But none of the three unlucky ghosts died, and they were all shouting happily. King Zhang Yan deliberately showed mercy to his subordinates, so that other beggars outside the forest could hear.

This made Jia Seventeen very embarrassed. Among the beggars, they value the group the most, they can freeze to death and be beaten to death by the rich, but they can't be killed by their own people. If Jia Seventeen sees death and doesn't save him, he is afraid that he will lose his heart in the future. This King Zhang Yan seems to be arrogant, but he is actually well versed in the inside story of the beggar.

It didn't take much struggle for Jia Qiqi to make a choice. The price of a mere silver wine jug is not worth risking the beggar to keep it a secret. What's more, he noticed that there was a black* hanging on Zhang Yanluo's waist, which was a weapon only used in the army, and I was afraid that there were even more powerful forces behind it.

"Okay, okay, I say!"

Jia Qiqi no longer concealed it, and walked over from the forest with his hands raised. He told Zhang Xiaojing that a Hu man had given him a silver wine jug and asked them to watch it at the gate of the fang, and if any suspicious person entered the fang, he would be notified by the Nanwang Mansion.

"Nichinan Mansion?"

"Yes, it's in the southeast corner of the main square. During the Zhenguan period, there was a king of Rinan who came to the dynasty and set up a big mansion here, and then he returned to China, and the house was deserted, but it occupied a lot of land. ”

This description fits the requirements of the Turkic hideout: remote, wide, and with enough rooms. Zhang Xiaojing asked a few more questions about the appearance and clothing of the visitor, and Jia Qiqi simply confided everything, which was highly consistent with Cao Poyan. Zhang Xiaojing patted him on the shoulder after listening and motioned to lead the way.

Jia Qiqi knew that it was useless to protest, so he had to let the three unlucky beggars support each other and go back to the pharmacy first, and then he took Zhang Xiaojing and the hound Asahi Nanwang Abandoned Garden to walk.

Changmingfang is really deserted, there are few houses on both sides of the inner street, most of them are potholed soil slopes and woodland, and there are still a few crop fields and pools. Because the land is not valuable, its area is at least half larger than that of Beifang. So even though it was walking in the workshop, it was quite a long walk.

Halfway through, Zhang Xiaojing suddenly asked, "Have you seen a large number of carriages entering the workshop today?" ”

"You're kidding, the birds don't poop here, and there may not be one a day." Jia Qiqi saw that his face was starting to be wrong again, and quickly changed his words, "I definitely haven't seen it today, if there is any movement in the fangmen, I can't escape our brother's eyes." ”

Zhang Xiaojing frowned and didn't say anything more.

The two of them walked for a while, and then they arrived in front of the abandoned garden of King Rinan. It is a ruined and ruined wall, and the grass is overgrown. However, the large appearance of the inner courtyard gate is still there, the two black paint peeling door panels are tightly closed, and the peony stone carving on the lintel is fine, and the luxury atmosphere of the past can be vaguely seen.

Jia Qiqi said that the request of the Nahu people was to come here as soon as possible to report if they found that there were suspicious people outside the fang. You don't have to knock on the door, just push the door and go straight in.

Zhang Xiaojing dodged and hid next to the door, grabbed the thin dog, and dragged it out*. Jia Qiqi stood boldly in front of the courtyard gate, and pushed the door panel with both hands as agreed in advance. The door was unlocked, and it could be pushed open gently, and then only a "click" sound could be heard, as if something inside the door had landed. Before Jia Qiqi could look at it, a yellow smoke had risen into the air.

Zhang Xiaojing was shocked, dragged Jia Seventeen away, and broke in first. When he looked down, he saw a cigarette smoking on the ground, with a string tied to it. He hurriedly threw the cigarette pill into a nearby rain pond, but the yellow smoke that had risen earlier had already fluttered into the sky, and it was particularly conspicuous under the clear sky.

Zhang Xiaojing turned his head and asked sharply: "When he returned to the abandoned garden of King Rinan, did you see it with your own eyes, or did he say it himself?" Jia Qiqi said that the man personally went to the pharmacy to issue the commission, and then left, and did not see him return to the abandoned garden.

Zhang Xiaojing said "hey", these wolf guards are really cunning! Cao Poyan never trusted these beggars from the beginning, he deliberately reported a fake address, so that even if Jing'an Division tracked it down, he would only be guided by the beggars in the wrong direction.

That cigarette pill should have been taken from Zhang Xiaojing by the Turks. It was tied to the back of the door panel and when pushed open, it emitted smoke on its own. In this way, the wolf guards hiding in the real hiding place can be warned immediately and buy time to evacuate.

A small setting, killing two birds with one stone, not only misled Jing'an Division, but also warned the wolf guard. Cao Poyan really used this smoke pill to the extreme.

Now that the yellow smoke has risen, those Turks may have begun to prepare to run, and the troops of Jing'an Division have not yet been able to retract. Zhang Xiaojing grabbed Jia Qiqi's shoulders fiercely and said urgently: "Where is there a big garden or mansion in this square?" It should be the farthest away from the abandoned garden of the king of Sunan. ”

Jia Qiqi thought for a while: "This is the southeast corner, and the farthest distance is a brick kiln in the northwest corner, but it has been stopped for a long time. Zhang Xiaojing's eyes flashed sharply, let him roughly outline the route, walked out two steps, and suddenly turned around: "You go back to the gate of the fang right now, and when you see a tolerance or brigade army coming, intercept them and point them to the brick kiln!" ”

Jia Qiqi smiled and said: "Zhang Shuai, the emperor is not hungry ......" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaojing sneered: "It is the Turks who let you go, and they want to make trouble in Chang'an." ”

As soon as he heard this, Jia Qiqi's face turned pale, and then he knew how much trouble he had caused. The charge of "inside and outside thieves" was smashed, and none of the beggars in Changmingfang wanted to live. Whether it is the Criminal Department or Dali Temple, they will not seriously investigate whether they are wronged, what they need is to arrest a group of criminals so that they can "have an explanation".

He grabbed Zhang Xiaojing's arm and mourned: "It's not a pity that I die alone, but that group of brothers is innocent, please help!" Zhang Xiaojing glanced at him and sighed: "You can say that you see the thief and are suspicious, and you may be able to save your life." Then he whispered another word, pushed him away abruptly, and led the dog to gallop away.

Jia Qiqi took off the head of the Hua Luo clip, and his head was already soaked with sweat. Zhang Xiaojing said this because he was willing to fulfill this lie for him, and as for whether it succeeds or not, it all depends on creation. He looked at the back in the distance in a daze, and suddenly woke up like a dream, put Hua Luo's head on his head at will, and ran wildly towards the door.

Zhang Xiaojing ran more than a dozen steps and loosened the rope leading the dog. Now there is no need to worry about startling the snake, you have to rely on the hound's sense of smell to guide you. The hound was already restless, and as soon as he untied his rope, he rushed out like a reined and headed straight to the northwest.

People may not be able to smell it, but for the dog's nose, the smell of stone grease here is very strong, especially in the northwest, which is like a dark night light.

They stragged all the way through most of the inner square, and in the distance they could see a brick chimney erected in the distance, which is a typical sign of a kiln. When I got closer, I saw a tall curved wall blocking the way, and the bricks were faintly blackened, which is characteristic of the perennial proximity to the high-temperature furnace.

This should be the brick kiln that Jia Qiqi said. A smooth loess path winds its way to a wooden gate, and the trees on both sides grow wildly and do not form a pattern.

Zhang Xiaojing slowed down, called the hound back, and took a breather. At present, it will take a while for the people of Jing'an Division to gather over.

If there is a hoarding of stone grease here, there must be a lot of guards, and he must be cautious.

He tentatively moved a few more steps forward, and most of his body was already standing on the loess road. It stands to reason that there should have been a perimeter observation post here, and it would have been long overdue to spot his movements. But there was no movement on the other side of the wall, and it was still quiet.

No, the number of guards should not be much, Zhang Xiaojing changed his mind.

If there are enough manpower, the wolf guard will not hire beggars to let out the wind at all, let alone set up any institutions in the abandoned garden of the king of Ninan. They were so deliberate, which just exposed the dilemma of the wolf guards.

Zhang Xiaojing did the math. This morning's raid by the brigade army in Xishi killed fifteen people, he killed one person in front of the Zoroastrian Temple, and Xiuzheng Fang killed a total of five, adding up, twenty-one. This number is at least half of the Turkic wolf guards who infiltrated Chang'an City. The Turks were too poor to afford to devote more resources.

It is too reluctant to rely on the rest of the people to control such a large kiln and take into account the unloading of the resin.

Zhang Xiaojing took a deep breath and decided to go alone before the reinforcements came. At the very least, this will disrupt the enemy's deployment and buy enough time. The more important reason was that he had to find Wen Ran before the Jing'an reinforcements arrived.

He carefully leashed the hound to his side, rubbed its neck hair affectionately, and stood up again. The fierce murderous aura tempered in the Western Regions violently erupted from him. Zhang Xiaojing rolled up his sleeves and checked it one last time*. On his left forearm, a tattoo was a broken knife with a mid-fold spine and a clumsy and rigid stroke.

"Wen Wuji, our eighth regiment is going to fight the Turks again. You have a spirit in heaven, and you must bless your daughter. ”

Zhang Xiaojing's voice was both a sigh and a prayer. That one eye, the more radiant it shines. He took out two cigarette pills from his waist pocket, shook his arms, and threw them out.

Two streaks of yellow smoke soared upward.

On the inside of the curved wall, which is only more than 30 steps away from Zhang Xiaojing, Cao Poyan is building a pergola in his hand and looking towards the southeast. There were a few wisps of yellow smoke there, which had not yet been blown away by the north winds.

It seems that the people of Jing'an Division have entered Changmingfang. Cao Poyan was mentally prepared for this, and even felt that they came a little slower than expected. He had informed the warehouse of the situation, and Long Bo said that the work here was almost done.

The timing was just right.

Next, let's go ahead with the plan.

Cao Poyan locked the door of the warehouse from this side, then took out the captured * and ran it along the edge of the crossbow groove with his index finger. In fact, he did not like this kind of weapon, it was both insidious and stingy, and in comparison, it was more appetizing to ride a bow in the steppe. Unfortunately, his arm was injured, and now he can't pull the bow even if he has it in his hand.

I really want to shoot a yellow sheep again on the grassland...... Cao Poyan narrowed his eyes and looked at the old calluses on his tiger's mouth. These hands, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to hold the bow again.

Two streaks of yellow smoke rose on the other side of the wall, indicating that the enemy was close at hand.

He put away his emotion, and his eyes turned cold, like a winter wolf.

He is already a man who has cut off his hair, and has no right to escape, so he is destined to stay here and buy time for the warehouse with his life. Cao Poyan touched the necklace with his hand, as if he wanted to draw strength from it and usher in the last battle of his life.

The gate remained silent, and a human head suddenly appeared on the wall. Cao Poyan raised his hand and shot a crossbow, and at the same time, his body tilted and flashed to the side. The bolt hit the head, but it made a sound of piercing the grass. At the same time, a crossbow bolt flew from the other side, nailing it to the ground at Cao Poyan's feet. Zhang Xiaojing's figure jumped into the courtyard, and with a rapid roll, it landed in an open area thirty steps away from Cao Poyan.

The two adjusted their positions, looked at each other, and realized that they had made the same mistake. They all thought they were outnumbered, but when they fought, they found that there was only one person on the other side.

"Cao Poyan?" Zhang Xiaojing called out his fake name. This murderer, who made the entire Chang'an uneasy, was finally caught up by Jing'an Division again. "Lay down your arms, there's still a chance to live!"

Cao Poyan didn't answer, threw away the empty crossbow, and pulled out the dagger at his waist. Chang'an City's control of weapons is too strict, except for a few inferior short crossbows, the only thing the wolf guard has been using in battle is daggers. Zhang Xiaojing also quickly threw away the empty crossbow, in front of the fierce enemy, it was impossible to have room to reload, it was better to enter the white-edged battle directly.

Although the barrier knife in his hand is light and short, it is still much longer than the dagger, and the advantage is here.

Zhang Xiaojing uses the knife technique in the big *, straight and straightforward, simple and fierce. It is said that in such a situation, Cao Poyan should rush to attack, but he is not in a hurry to fight. Although this strategy will not be hurt by the enemy for the time being, it will not want to hurt the opponent.

The two fought for several rounds, and Zhang Xiaojing suddenly realized that the other party was not afraid of death, but was delaying time! His one-eyed glance behind Cao Poyan saw a large wooden warehouse with a closed door and an iron lock hanging outside.

"Oh no, he's delaying his accomplices to retreat!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaojing thought of this, the obstacle knife in his hand attacked even more fiercely. Cao Poyan clenched the dagger and struggled to resist, and the sound of bells and bells filling the entire courtyard. After all, Zhang Xiaojing was killed in a sea of corpses and blood, and he was experienced, and he soon found that his opponent's left elbow seemed to be injured, and no matter how he moved, he maintained a strange angle.

So he consciously increased his blow to the left, which hit Cao Poyan's weakness right now. The latter was stumbled and soon stabbed several times - although it was not a fatal wound, it was a quick defeat in a master duel.

At this moment, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, and then the gate was slammed open. Standing outside the door was Cui Qi, who personally carried a log that hit the door, like an angry King Kong, and dozens of brigade soldiers swarmed in from both sides of him.

It seems that Jia Qiqi passed the news over in time.

This sudden change made Cao Poyan's movements slightly sluggish for a moment. Zhang Xiaojing waved his knife and slashed at his throat. Cao Poyan reacted extremely quickly, and his body retreated backwards, which could be avoided. But the colored stone necklace around his neck suddenly bounced up, just in time to meet the blade.

When the blade passed, the tether was broken, and the small stones on the string of ropes scattered and fell. At this time, Cao Poyan made an unexpected move: he kicked in the opposite direction, and his whole body leaned forward again, trying to reach out to grab the colored stones. only heard a "flutter" sound, and the tip of Zhang Xiaojing's knife just pierced his abdomen.

But Cao Poyan's movements did not stop. He still swung his arms as hard as he could, trying to catch even one. It's a pity that the colored stones have fallen to the ground and are rolling everywhere. His head was raised, and a Turkic syllable of unknown meaning came out of his mouth, which seemed to be someone's name, but unfortunately no one could understand it.

Cao Poyan just stood up to the obstacle knife and slowly lowered his head.

Zhang Xiaojing was shocked, Cao Poyan couldn't die, there were too many things waiting for answers. He didn't dare to pull out the knife, so he could only hold the handle of the knife with one hand and Cao Poyan's shoulder with the other, and shouted eagerly in his ear: "Where is the woman you caught?" But there was no response. Zhang Xiaojing suddenly noticed that a piece of hair had been cut off from the top of the wolf guard's head, revealing his scalp.

According to Turkic customs, a person who has his hair cut off is equivalent to having his soul taken away in advance. No wonder Cao Po has survived his will to die, he has long been a dead man.

Zhang Xiaojing shook his shoulders angrily, trying to wake him up, but Wolf Wei's body collapsed limply.

Beside the two of them, a large number of brigade soldiers rushed over and headed straight for the warehouse.

"Break the door!"

A heart-to-air voice rang out from the courtyard. Cui Qi had recovered his spirit at this time, in his opinion, Cao Poyan was just a small minion, life and death didn't matter, the real big dish was in the warehouse in front of him.

This warehouse is converted from a brick kiln warehouse, and the doors are made of crisp pear wood, and there is no way to defend it. More than a dozen brigade soldiers rushed over, and the leading soldier pushed the door, only to find that the door had been bolted from the inside and locked outside. They didn't wait to lift it and hit the door, and their knives fell and slashed down the crack in the door. The big knife castrated violently, first cutting the lock, and then cutting off more than half of the wooden latch of the horizontal frame in the door, but this hundred steel knife was also broken by force.

Another soldier kicked the door open with a "bang". In pairs, they rushed forward with crossbows side by side, and more than a dozen people entered the warehouse.

As soon as you enter, the breath is extremely choking, and it can smoke people. The soldiers first settled their minds before observing the movement inside. It was a spacious empty storeroom, with two large urns in the center, the top of the urn pressed against the stone cover, and a simple stove made of stones and firewood underneath, and the fire was raging. There were drops of black stains on the urn and stove, and there were many fine bamboo chips on the ground.

At the end of the storeroom, there were two other open doors, and at the doorway was an unloading platform four feet above the ground, empty and empty. The soldiers glanced at each other, all suspicious, the crossbow in their hands kept their crossbows flat, and moved cautiously forward.

The hounds tethered outside the courtyard suddenly yelled for no reason, Zhang Xiaojing shrugged his nose, hurriedly let go of Cao Poyan's body, and yelled at Cui Qi: "Quickly tell your people to withdraw!" Fast! Cui Qi was inexplicable: "Zhang Duwei, don't worry, I see ...... this time"

Before the words fell, a violent explosion suddenly sounded in the warehouse, which was deafening. The room swelled suddenly, and blazing flames roared out from the doors and windows, and in an instant, the heat overflowed, like Lao Jun's alchemy furnace. The soldiers standing close to the warehouse were caught off guard and were knocked to the ground, and the people in the distance also felt a faint burning sensation on their faces, and they were in pain.

The whole courtyard was blown up by this sudden change, and it was a full ten snaps of fingers, but no one reacted, and everyone froze in place like wooden figurines, their ears buzzing. It wasn't until Cui Qi's almost desperate roar sounded in the sky above the courtyard that everyone woke up like a dream and went to rescue the wounded.

Cui Qi looked at Zhang Xiaojing in a panic, before the explosion, he shouted to retreat, he must know what was going on. Zhang Xiaojing's face seemed to be blown by the Mobei Shuo wind, and his lips trembled and spit out three words:

"Fierce fire and thunder."

As early as the Gaozong Dynasty, the alchemy Taoists of the Tang Dynasty found that mixing saltpeter, sulfur and black charcoal made of soaphorn can produce a bright flame, which is called "fierce fire". In the arduous war in the Western Regions, a craftsman in the * ingenious method of mixing the stone grease with a special secret method, mixing it with wood chips and white phosphorus, heating it and pouring it into a sealed clay pot, kneading a fierce fire at the seal, and then leading a piece of dried rattan soaked in castor oil to the outside of the jar.

When using, first light the dried rattan and burn it to the mouth of the clay pot to cause a fierce fire. The fierce fire is extremely hot, and when it touches the prepared stone grease mixed with flammable substances, it is bound to become a dragon and a tiger, and the power is amazing. Because it bursts like thunder, it is named "fierce fire thunder".

Ordinary stone grease can't be detonated at all, and it has to be the stone grease concocted by this secret method to have this power. There are very few craftsmen who know this kind of preparation technology, the process is too complicated, and the fierce fire and thunder are very easy to blow up by mistake, so the Western Regions* is not used much. Who would have thought that the grassland barbarians who only knew the bow and horses, and somewhere to find a craftsman who could fire fiercely, would actually create such a dangerous thing in the heart of Chang'an City.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaojing has rich experience in the Western Regions, and as soon as he smelled the familiar smell of sulfur, he reacted immediately, otherwise the casualties would have been even more tragic.

Looking at the momentum of this explosion, the stock of fierce fire and thunder in the warehouse is really not small. They should have calculated that they would be attacked by Jing'an Division, and they had prepared this killing move. Cao Poyan, who was guarding the front, was a victim of the fierce fire and thunder from the beginning.

In full view of the Jing'an Division, the entire warehouse burned wildly, like a bright torch emitting thick smoke. Its structure has not collapsed yet, and looking through the window and open door, you can see that the warehouse has become a hell of karma. The dozen or so soldiers of the brigade who rushed into the house first, needless to say, had a miserable end.

This scene was too impactful, and these brave soldiers could only turn their heads away, all of them looking sad. Cui Qitie's face turned blue and asked in a trembling voice, "Could it be ...... This is a trap that lures us into an ambush?! ”

Zhang Xiaojing shook his head: "No, there is no point in killing us." They are doing this in order to stop us from pursuing and to facilitate their transfer of the processed fierce fire thunder as soon as possible. ”

Cui Qi gasped, two fierce fire thunders already have great power, if there are dozens of such things...... He hurriedly said: "But after we entered the workshop, we went straight here, and we didn't see any trace of them!" ”

Zhang Xiaojing raised his hand and pointed. At the end of the burning warehouse, smoke fills the air, but another exit can be faintly seen on the opposite side, and even the outline of the unloading platform can be seen.

It was originally a brick kiln, with a large production capacity and frequent entry and exit of cars. If you go to the gate of Changmingfang, it is extremely inconvenient, so the kiln owner should ask the Yu Department to make an exception and open a door directly from the wall facing the kiln, so that the trucks can easily go directly to the street - the Turkic carriages enter and exit through there, and the beggars of Changmingfang naturally can't see it.

Zhang Xiaojing asked Jia Qiqi before, and the latter said that he had not seen a large number of carriages entering the workshop today, and he suspected that there was another exit at that time. Now his suspicions have been confirmed.

No one can be blamed for this. The brick kiln has been closed down for a long time, and where will anyone still remember these old details.

The Turkic wolf guard let Cao Poyan stand in the way, and then sneaked out from here. Unfortunately, this exit was blocked by fire, and no one wanted to approach it until it was completely extinguished. Jing'an Si was one step away, but he didn't expect to let the Turks run away again.

Cui Qi's face is like ashes, once this thing explodes in Chang'an, his life will basically come to an end.

"No, there's still a chance!" A sharp light flashed in Zhang Xiaojing's single eye, "Fierce fire and thunder can't be prepared in advance, it must be heated and used now—they must have just gone far!" The carriage transporting the resin will not be very fast, and it should be able to catch up now. ”

As soon as Cui Qi heard this, his eyes regained a little anger, and he stood up and said in a deep voice: "I'll go and inform the watchtower and send nine drums!" ”

"Well, it's up to you!"

Zhang Xiaojing turned his head and ran towards the nearby Fang Wall. Cui Qi was puzzled, not knowing what he wanted to do. Zhang Xiaojing looked at the root of the wall, lightly stretched his ape arm, stepped on several earthen walls alternately, and climbed the wall of the fang wall cleanly, and then turned around and shouted:

"Inform Li Sicheng and let all the teams around you watch me behave on my cigarette number!"

After explaining this sentence, Zhang Xiaojing gave a whistle. After a short time, a maroon horse galloped on the street outside the wall, and Zhang Xiaojing turned over and jumped down, sitting firmly on the saddle. Without pause, he flicked the reins and galloped forward. Yao Runeng rode another horse to follow.

It turned out that Zhang Xiaojing had just asked Jia Qiqi to bring a message to Yao Runeng, asking him to lead the two horses along the outside of the wall towards the northwest corner. Now time is more precious than gold and jade, and there is no time to detour from the door, and it is the fastest to get out of the wall.

At this point, the streets are already a bit chaotic. More and more people entered the city, and when they saw the sudden black smoke rising from Changmingfang, they all stopped to watch. For a while, mules, carriages, and camel people were all crowded together, and there was a lot of discussion. Zhang Xiaojing rode his horse and rushed into the merchant several times. There was a camel team guy who scolded and refused to give way, and Zhang Xiaojing unceremoniously hit his spine with a whip, causing the man to jump on the spot. The people around him were so frightened that they hid in both directions.

They pursued to Dunyi Guiyi, that is, the crossroads of East Dunyi Fang and West Guiyi Fang, and had to stop. Zhang Xiaojing looked around in all directions and could not see any suspicious traces. He tugged at the reins anxiously, and the horses snorted impatiently as they delayed their journey.

Time passed with a bullet of time, but the fleeing Turks disappeared as if they had disappeared into the sea. These guys are now carrying extremely dangerous fierce fire and thunder, and they may have held Wang Yunxiu hostage, and they are annoying wherever they go.

At this time, Yao Runeng pointed to the ground: "Zhang Duwei!" Look here! Zhang Xiaojing looked down and saw a few drops of inky black dots on the surface of the loess. Yao Runeng had turned over and dismounted, squatted down and took a closer look, raised his head and said: "This ink dot is not a round drop, the round head is facing west, and the tail of the broom is facing east. ”

The Turks evacuated in such a hurry that they could not be resealed, and the dripping of the stone grease became the best indication.

Zhang Xiaojing made an approving gesture at him, there are really not many young people who are willing to observe carefully these years. Yao Runeng was praised, and two faint blushes appeared on his cheeks, but when he thought of the previous discord between the two, his excitement suddenly faded a little.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xiaojing didn't care about Yao Runeng's careful thoughts, turned the horse's head and galloped away. Yao Runeng also hurriedly got on his horse and followed, the current priority was to catch the Turks, and other things would be talked about later.

They ran through an intersection, and Yao Runeng checked the stone grease spills again, and found that the Turks had turned at the intersection of Yong'an Tonggui and headed all the way north. After judging the direction, Zhang Xiaojing and Yao Runeng gasped at the same time.

The road taken by the Turks is the third street west of Suzaku Gate Street, facing north and south. From here all the way to the north, there are two rows of Zhufang along the way, all of which are rich and prosperous places, and to the north to Yanshoufang, which is a first-class luxury place in Xijing. The opposite street on the west side of Yanshoufang is the west market where "the world's treasures gather".

It is usually crowded here, and today is the first day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival. The time has come, the sun is moving westward, and I don't know how many lantern wheels, lamp trees, and lamp stands are being provoked, and how many people and vendors are gathering.

Just two urns of stone grease have already caused heavy losses to the brigade army. If the wolf guard is allowed to break into this area with more fierce fire and thunder, I am afraid that the entire Jinghua of Chang'an Xicheng will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

The situation has reached its most critical juncture, and there is no room for hesitation.

Zhang Xiaojing pulled the reins, turned his head sideways and said to Yao Runeng: "Listen, what I want next is absolute obedience, even if it is a woman and a child who is killed, there is no hesitation." If you can do it, follow me, if you can't do it, get out! With that, he clamped his legs and galloped north. Yao Runeng knew how bad the situation was, gritted his teeth, threw a cigarette pill from his arms, and followed.

The watchtowers around saw the smoke pills rising, and the drums were beating continuously, and they all reported the news to Jing'an. At the same time, Cui Ji's report was also sent back. In the main hall, the documents were staggered, and the atmosphere was suddenly tense to the point of suffocation.

"What are Cui Qi and Zhang Xiaojing eating! This will allow them to escape! ”

Li Mi threw the quiet dust aside and quickly walked to the sand table. The heads of all the departments in the Jing'an Division also gathered, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at each other. Tan Qi put the black figurines symbolizing the wolf guard to Yong'an Tonggui, and the head was facing north, so that the situation was clear at a glance.

Li Mi snatched the moon pole from Tan Qi's hand, drew a deep line on the delicate clay sand table, and said in a categorical tone: "They must be intercepted south of Guangde Huaiyuan, this is a dead line that must not be crossed!" ”

To the north of this intersection, all of them are important places in the capital. In the north, Guangdefang is the headquarters of the Jing'an Division, or the government office of Jingzhao Mansion, and further north is the Xishi, Yanshoufang and other prosperous places, as well as the imperial city. If you want people to make trouble here, Li Mi, Jing'an Sicheng, doesn't have to do it.

A director said: "From Yong'an Tonggui to Guangde Huaiyuan, it is only four miles away, and you have to set up a card to block it as soon as possible." Another principal retorted: "This neighborhood is the most prosperous place to watch the lanterns, and setting up a card now will only increase the confusion - have you forgotten what Supervisor He told me?" The first principal said: "When the fierce fire and thunder explode and erode dozens of squares, won't it be chaotic?" The third chief reminded: "Don't forget, Wang Jiedu's daughter is still in their hands!" ”

Li Mi listened to these people arguing endlessly, and felt distraught. He silently recited the Taoist Purity Formula, first settled his heart, and then waved his hand: "First transfer the guards to all nearby intersections, but don't set up cards openly." ”

This order was ambiguous, because Li Mi himself didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only take one step at a time. The general transcription gave the order and walked outside, and Li Mi broke off behind his back: "Use to run!" He was so frightened that he almost fell and stumbled out.

Under strong pressure, Li Mi couldn't care about being calm and calm. At this time, Xu Bin came over, still looking cowering: "Li Sicheng...... Oops......"

"Speak!" After finishing speaking, Li Mi saw that it was Xu Bin, and his attitude was a little kinder. This chief has just made a great achievement, and he has seen through the trick of the Turks to transport the stone resin.

Xu Bin seemed to have made a big determination, and took a deep breath before saying: "Now that the situation is as dangerous as an egg, why doesn't Si Cheng consider giving the fake festival tower to Zhang Duwei?" As soon as Li Mi heard these four words, his eyes suddenly bloomed with two sharp mangs, and Xu Bin's shoulders trembled for a moment, but after all, he didn't hang his head.

Those who are fake, borrow also; The knot, the right also. "False Festival" was originally a statement authorized by the Son of Heaven to his courtiers during the Han and Jin Dynasties, and Jing'an Division used this ancient name, but the meaning was different. "Fake festival watchtowers" means that all watchtowers no longer report to the general department of the Jing'an Division, but instead listen to the arrangements of the holiday.

Xu Bin's suggestion is tantamount to letting Zhang Xiaojing take over the entire Jing'an Division and become the second center.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Li Mi said coldly. This person has just made a small achievement, and he has become arrogant to this point.

Xu Bin plucked up the courage and said: "The watchtower is passed to the General Division, and then the General Department is transmitted to Zhang Duwei, and the turnaround time is too long. We can wait, but the Turks can't. It's a matter of urgency! ”

"You really have confidence in Zhang Xiaojing."

Xu Bin said eagerly: "This guy is the most persistent and trustworthy person I have ever met, and he must be like a tiger if he gives him a fake festival...... Hey, add wings. These words were originally said in a majestic manner, but they were interrupted by a stammer. Even though Li Mi was full of worries, he couldn't help but laugh:

"If I had not believed in his power, I would not have used him. It's just a holiday, it's not a child's play, he's still a death row prisoner. ”

"That's not what you said in front of Eunuch He!" As soon as Xu Bin spoke, he realized that he was too Meng Lang, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he hurriedly reined in his tone, "Hey, what I mean below is that Zhang Duwei is at the scene, and his judgment of the situation is more accurate than that of us hiding in the palace to read the documents." ”

Li Mi said in his heart, no wonder this person can't change officials in his life, he really can't speak. He waved his hand to let Xu Bin step back, and turned his head to stare at the sand table: "Where are Zhang Xiaojing and Cui Qi?" ”

Tan Qi hurriedly took the moon pole, put the red figurines representing Cui Qi in the south of Changmingfang, and pushed Zhang Xiaojing's gray figurines to the position of Yong'an Tonggui. It can be seen that the main forces of the Jing'an Division are scattered at the north and south ends, and there is only one Zhang Xiaojing who is closely behind the Turkic wolf guard. The gray figurines stood in the sand table, looking extremely important, but extremely lonely.

Li Mi only sighed for three breaths, and then issued an order: "All watchtowers on the third street, keep an eye on the nearby cars and horses, and return with thirty breaths!" He hesitated for a moment and added, "Report it to Zhang Xiaojing first, and now make sure he knows all the news first." ”

The surrounding principals were stunned, and they all looked at Li Mi, but Li Mi didn't plan to explain at all.

Xu Bin's eloquence is not good, but he is really right in what he said: we can wait, but the Turks can't.