The first year of recreation, August, Kyoto, Yeonhwa Street

Ten miles of osmanthus flowers have decorated the entire street with layers of gold leaf.

The teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, and workshops on the street are crowded, and the shops are full of silk and satin, jewelry, spices, and jade antiques.

The roadside vendors shouted loudly to solicit business, and the pedestrians in the market were all kinds of people, rubbing shoulders one after another, and the storyteller in the teahouse was talking in a colorful voice: "That Shi Niang pushed the son aside and scolded Sun Fu, 'I have experienced hardships with Li Lang, and it is not easy to get here...... I will die and know, and I will be the god of complaint, and I still want to be the joy of the pillow seat! There was a round of applause.....

"It's really the wind and moon of the West Lake, it's not as good as the soft red fragrant soil of Jinghua." It was Mrs. Shen Jiatai who spoke, who was sitting upright in the middle of the carriage at the moment, with silver hair, kind eyebrows, and a smile.

Ten-year-old Shen Yunwei sat on the left side, her skin was like congealed fat, her eyes were crystal clear, listening to the sound of the traffic outside the window, the sound of the endless surge, she couldn't help lifting the curtain, and she and her grandmother stared at the small corner of the capital exposed under the curtain.

The Shen family's motorcade slowly moved forward in the flow of people, and the scenery outside the window made Shen Yun dizzy: "Grandmother, no wonder they all say that this capital is gorgeous, and now it can be regarded as an eye-opener." With that, the two looked at each other and laughed again.

This time, Shen Weijing was supported by his brother Shen Maojing, who is currently a bachelor of Hanlin, and was promoted to the governor of the imperial history, and then brought a group of family members from Huzhou to Beijing to take up his post.

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"Drive!" "Get out of the way!" "Get out of the way!"

A gust of horses' hooves came at a gallop, and a cloud of dust rolled up behind them.

The pedestrians on the street were frightened and quickly fled to both sides, the hawkers pushed the stalls to the east and west, the old people fell, the women and children picked up their children and ran around, losing their direction, and for a while, the street was full of screams and cries, and there was chaos.

The first to strike into the crowd was a red steed with a black mane and four hooves.

The young man on horseback was about twelve or thirteen years old, with a ruddy complexion, bright eyes and bright teeth, a wisp of green silk on his forehead, flying into his temples, and the smug smile of the spring breeze reflected in a red dress was even more dazzling.

"As I said earlier, I'm going to be the fastest today! The pear blossom drunk on the golden evening platform is all mine! As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced defiantly at the three sons and brothers who were left behind.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the crowd outside suddenly panicked, Shen Yun asked in confusion.

"Wu Niang, someone is riding a horse on the street!" Sanqi, the maid who followed the carriage, hurriedly replied to the window curtain: "This front is blocked, and the back is about to catch up. ”

Shen Yun leaned out slightly and looked back, and saw the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses at a glance, and his face became clearer and clearer......

It's too late!

Shen Yunwei immediately retracted his body: "Grandmother, let's get out of the car quickly!" As soon as he took his grandmother's arm, before she could get up, suddenly a horse roared through the long street, and then it was quiet outside.

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The young man in red, who came on horseback, was killed by an arrow.

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The red horse was hit by an arrow in the stomach and knelt on the ground, the young man was pierced by an arrow in the heart, rolled off the horse's back, his body was covered with dust, the green silk was scattered on his chest, the blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, the smile in the corners of his eyes had not gone, his dark eyes had gradually faded into light, and the whole person was fixed on this Yanhua Street, becoming a little red embellishment in the ten miles of golden cinnamon.

No one noticed where the arrow came from, only that in an instant it was overturned.

Shen Weijing and her two sons were riding horses at the front of the convoy, and they were originally congested by pedestrians, and they didn't know how to dodge, so they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

The crowd immediately let out even more terrible screams, "Ah! "Ahh One voice overshadowed another, and it was even more mixed up than before.

"Zimo" and "Zimo" were followed by three teenagers of the same age, who shouted anxiously when they saw the young man in red suddenly fall from the horse, followed by a group of domestic servants.

The three of them jumped off their horses, and saw that the red satin on the young man's chest was deeply soaked and blackened, and a carved arrow was particularly dazzling in the heart, and the person was lifeless at the moment.

Lang Yan is clear, and the words are silent.

"Who did this!" Respectfully the prince of the Earl's Palace, Wen Renyu stepped over to Lang Yanqing's side, held his head in front of his chest, looked at the arrow in his chest, and cried into tears. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, and his face was becoming more and more gray at the moment.

"Quick...... Hurry up and inform Dingguo Gong, if something like this happens, we're all done now! It's over......" is crying and shouting here is Liang Min, the only son of Liang Yuchun, Zongzheng Shaoqing, Liang Min has been doted on by his mother since he was a child, and he is ignorant of the world, and he only knows how to follow these sons and buddies to frolic in the capital all day long, and his face is extremely pale at the moment, and people are already trembling with fright.

Standing next to Liang Min was Pei Xiaojian, the second son of Pei Zhongyan, Marquis of Zhongsu, wearing a dark dark robe, on the back of his left hand and behind his waist, a white jade belt was decorated with sachets, jade pendants, folding fans and other things, his face was cold, his temples were like a knife, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and he didn't say a word.

"Father, this place should not stay for long!" Shen Yunyun, the second brother of the Shen family, was the first to react and whispered beside Shen Weiqing.

"Quick! Go to the mansion! Shen Weijing came back to his senses at this time, he had lived for such a long time, he had never seen murder in broad daylight, his legs were already weak at this moment, he was so shocked that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he trembled when he spoke, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment longer, some of the excitement was unbearable.

At this time, the horses of the Shen family's carriage were suddenly frightened, let out a loud neigh, and raised their front hooves again and again, driving the carriage to tilt up and down violently, Yun Wei and grandmother couldn't balance in the carriage, Yun Wei hit his head several times in succession, and at this moment his forehead was already red, and he didn't forget to pull his grandmother's sleeve: "Grandmother, grandmother be careful."

However, Mrs. Shen Jiatai was already over the age of old, and after two bumps, she was frightened and turned her back on her breath.

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"Appeal ......"

Someone grabbed the reins and calmed the horse's emotions, and before the horse's hooves calmed down, he lifted the curtain, "Grandmother, Yunwei, are you okay?" It was Shen Yunyi, the third brother of the Shen family, who was holding the carriage with a concerned face at this time.

"Third brother, grandmother fainted!" Yun Wei's eyes were red with anxiety, and his hands were still shaking his grandmother's arm.

"Father, second brother, you go back to the mansion first, and I'll go and ask the doctor to take it back with you" After saying that, Shen Yunyi rode his horse and galloped. After the uproar just now, now the streets are scattered, and a passage has been vacated.

"Hurry home!" Seeing that the old mother was frightened and unconscious, Shen Weijing also panicked and hurriedly spoke.

The group hurried towards Zhaohua Street.

When Shen Weijing took office, he asked his eldest brother Shen Maoqing, who was in the capital, to buy a two-entry mansion.

Zhaohua Street is mostly inhabited by ordinary businessmen, three religions and nine streams are constantly shuttling, and the Shen family's house is in the eastern suburbs of Zhaohua Street, quiet in the middle of the noise, which is both low-key and in line with his identity as a newly promoted Wupin official.

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The deceased was the youngest son of Lang Yuansui, the Duke of Dingguo of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Lang Yanqing.

Fifteen years after the closure, the Liao army attacked Suyang, the border war was anxious, and the eunuch Dou Tong took the opportunity to make trouble.

At the time of internal and external troubles, the seventeen-year-old Lang Yuansui, the father of Lang Qianji, who was the general of the right guard, was summoned to King Qin. In the same year, Emperor Yuancheng returned to heaven with a dragon, and the Lang family helped Emperor Rende ascend the throne.

After Emperor Rende ascended the throne, he changed the name of the year to Yongxuan, and Feng Lang was the Duke of Dingguo.

In the fourth year of Yongxuan, Lang Qianji returned to the room, and Lang Yuansui was enthroned as the Duke of Dingguo. In the same year, Lang Yuansui married the Liang family of Meizhou. Liang is the eldest granddaughter of Liang Xifang, the Marquis of Meizhou, and the two raised their eyebrows after they got married, and their love was unswerving, which was a good story in the capital.

In the eighth year of Yongxuan, Liang gave birth to his eldest son Lang Zhengqing, and only gave birth to his second son Lang Yanqing after ten years, and Lang Yanqing became a little son in the Dingguo Mansion who was loved by thousands of people.

Lang Yan Qingsheng's face is like a peach petal, with bright teeth and moth eyebrows, and now the melon word is at the beginning, more beautiful than the hibiscus woman, plus she is favored, simple-minded, straightforward in temperament, extremely playful, often straightforward, always makes some amazing moves, and for a time the name moved the capital, women and children all know, and he is loved and hated. Lang Yuansui gave him the word Zimo, hoping that he could be cautious in his words and deeds.

Now, this innocent boy who is as old as a spoon has been shot to death with an arrow in public, but it is on the most lively Yanhua Street, and there is not even a trace of the murderer, and the whole Kyoto is in an uproar.