The road in Chang'an East Lane is winding and rugged, and more than a dozen passages are intersecting, and if you don't come here often, it will be like a labyrinth. There are people coming and going in the east alley, and there is an endless stream. Compared with the slightly cold West Alley, the gap is very obvious.

Xu Changfeng's thin figure walked through the criss-crossing lanes, although there was no shouting from the West Market, but it was the most abundant place in Chang'an. It's just because there are illegal transactions here.

What is an illegal transaction? As long as the goods sold here do not ask where they come from, they do not charge customs duties, and they will not be recorded in the classics. The gold, silver, and jewelry taken from the corpses, and the sharp weapons of the imperial court looted on the battlefield, could not be sold elsewhere, but there were many big buyers waiting here.

Some people once asked, "In this case, why does this Chang'an East Lane still exist today?"

The answer is simple.

"For every year a great deal of silver flows out of here, and is put into the treasury, or into the pockets of some great men. ”

As long as it is not something that touches the bottom line, the court will turn a blind eye.

Therefore, it is also known as the Chang'an Black Market.

In addition to those businessmen on the black market, Chang'an East Lane is also inhabited by many civilians, and it is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and even if the imperial court wants to manage it, it has no way to start.

At this time, the smell of oil cakes wafted to the mouth of the alley out of nowhere, and Xu Changfeng smelled the smell and walked to an oil cake stall. The freshly fried pancakes are placed on the bamboo rattan, and the smell of heat wafts in front of them, and the golden color is still bubbling with oil.

"Go inside and wash your hands, and then come out and eat a pancake. ”

The person who spoke was the owner of the oil cake stand, a lonely old woman who was over sixty years old. Although the oil cakes are sold cheaply, the East Lane is full of people, and a lot of oil cakes can be sold every day.

At this time, the meal had passed, and the stall was a little deserted, and when the old woman saw Xu Changfeng coming, she couldn't help but smile on her pockmarked face.

Here, she is known as Dongxiang Mapo.

"I just drank porridge and I'm not hungry. Xu Changfeng replied in a low voice, "While it hasn't rained in the past two days, I want to help you see if you need to add some bricks and tiles to the house." ”

The old woman smiled and said, "You come every now and then to help me mend the house, and clean the doors and windows, which are cleaner than the new ones." ”

As she spoke, she turned around and walked into the house, and made Xu Changfeng a bowl of sugar water, "Since you're not hungry, drink some water." ”

Xu Changfeng took the porcelain bowl and drank it all in a big gulp.

The oil cake made by the old woman can be called the first crispy in East Lane, but because the pockmarked seeds on her face are not pleasing, few people will come to visit her.

Xu Changfeng has been in Chang'an for many years, and from time to time he will come to the old woman's house to talk to her, do some housework, and eat oil cakes by the way.

"Let's stay for lunch and then leave. The old woman asked in a low voice, "I'll make you sour and spicy fish." ”

"No, I don't. Xu Changfeng shook his head and said, "Just leave me an oil cake." ”

"Then what is it!" said the old woman, a little unhappily, "can the oil cake be better than the hot and sour fish?"

Xu Changfeng's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly.

Even after ten years, he still remembers it vividly. In that heavy snowfall, the old woman handed me the hot oil cake. It was not only the sweetest food in the world, but also the straw that kept him alive.

The old woman's only son, who joined the army twenty years ago and went to the frontier, never returned. Now Chang'an City can still find a person who makes her feel warm in her heart, and she is also satisfied.

The two chatted for a while, and then the old woman put away the cake stall and went back to the house to cook. Xu Changfeng, as usual, wandered around the alley by himself.

Chang'an East Lane is not big, and it is not small. At least Xu Changfeng has already figured out the way here. In the deepest part of the East Lane, there is a pavilion in the eyes of luxury, called Menghualou.

As the so-called wine fragrance is not afraid of deep alleys, although it is the most inconspicuous place in the east alley, it is also the most lively pavilion in Chang'an City. There are many sons and brothers who come to Chang'an to play, and they all come here one after another.

At the door of Menghualou, there are many women dressed in fancy clothes, holding a folding fan or an embroidered scarf, posing delicately, calling every visitor with that delicate and moving voice.

"Is this the place where Yao Xi frequents?" Xu Changfeng thought to himself.

Du Shui Jian Zhongshu is just an eight-rank petty official, how can he have the financial resources to go in and out of such a place frequently? Obviously, there is an ulterior secret behind him.

Xu Changfeng didn't plan to go in, he stood on a high step in the distance of Menghua Tower, staring around at the surrounding environment, every road, every corner, he wrote down by heart.

"Official, go slowly, come early next time. ”

At this moment, from the Menghua Building, a man dressed in a green robe walked out, holding the waists of the two women in his hands, his face was flushed, and he staggered out. I saw that there was an obvious scar on his left hand.

Xu Changfeng's eyes widened, and although his face was a little older, it still hadn't changed much. A faint killing intent suddenly appeared in his heart, "It's better to come early than to come by chance, it's a pity that it's ......"

I saw that the man walked out of the Menghua Building, and immediately made an ordinary carriage and wandered away.

Xu Changfeng put away the killing intent in his heart, couldn't help frowning, and thought to himself, "If he travels in a carriage every time, then I won't be able to find a chance to get close at all." ”

"East Lane is indeed very chaotic, but there is more than one place in Chang'an where people can kill people. ”

At this moment, a small voice suddenly came from behind Xu Changfeng. This scared him into a tremble, and the killing intent appeared slightly, and he hurriedly turned around.

Standing behind him at this moment was a man, dressed in gray cloth and with a delicate face. The most obvious thing is that he carries a scabbard behind him, without a scabbard.

"Is that you?" Xu Changfeng exclaimed, and his murderous intent suddenly dispersed.

On the rainy night before yesterday, when he and Wei Xueying went home with an umbrella, the man who disappeared out of thin air in the alley was him. The man in front of him gave him a mysterious and unpredictable feeling, and he could be sure that this person's cultivation was extraordinary.

"What do you have to do with Yao Xi to hate him so much that you want to kill him?" the man asked with a flat face.

"Why should I tell you?" Xu Changfeng said coldly.

Obviously, the killing intent he showed just now was noticed by this man.

"What if I tell you how to kill Yao Xi?" the man suddenly laughed, and smiled naturally.

Xu Changfeng hurriedly took a step back, and the man in front of him gave him a very uneasy feeling.

"Who the hell are you!"

He had only been exposed to the sight of the Heavenly Supervisor for a few days, and it was impossible for someone in Chang'an City to target him so soon, and the person in front of him should have been unintentionally aware of it.

"It's not convenient to talk here, how about I invite you to have a drink?" the man said, and without waiting for Xu Changfeng to answer, he reached out and took his shoulders and walked towards Menghualou.

The man's strength is very great, Xu Changfeng can't shake it off, he subconsciously glanced at the scabbard behind the man, and thought in his mind for a while, among those famous knights, there should be no such person.

Thinking of this, he was a little relieved.

"Let go, I'll go myself. Xu Changfeng was very uncomfortable being pulled by the man like this, and said in a low voice.

The man didn't say a word, and let go gently.

Xu Changfeng thought about taking the opportunity to escape, but remembering the scene on a rainy night, he dispelled this idea.

He wondered when the man had been eyeing him.

The two walked to the door of Menghualou, and a gorgeously dressed woman immediately greeted them, "Yo, isn't this the second son?

"That's nature. The man nodded very flatly, obviously he was also a frequent visitor to this Mengchun Building, which made Xu Changfeng feel disgusted.

In his common sense, the men who come to this kind of place are well-dressed beasts.

But if you think about it, when he walks in, won't he also be the same as those well-dressed beasts?

So this common sense was quickly changed to the fact that the men who often came to this kind of place were well-dressed beasts.

"Hey, this little handsome guy, what flavor do you want? I think you're still a chick, right? Do you need the slave family to serve you well?"

The woman immediately shifted her gaze to Xu Changfeng, and the oncoming scent of pollen made Xu Changfeng feel very uncomfortable.

Xu Changfeng subconsciously took a step back and stayed away from the woman, of course he knew what the woman meant by this, and he couldn't help but blush, causing the woman to laugh for a while.

"This is my friend, don't embarrass him. The man on the side whispered, "If you are obviously free, let her come over, it is still the old place." ”