Under the same drizzle, unlike Yang Zaiwei's running around intercepting and fighting against the clock, Xiao Hei stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the beautiful figure under the paper umbrella not far away.
When I return to the Tang Dynasty, the person I want to see most is Wan'er.
Because the person closest to her at that time, besides Li Yan, was the little lady she hugged and slept with every night on the way to Tibet.
In twenty years, a girl who was relegated to Yeting and suffered from hardship since she was a child has become a powerful and powerful leader of the Imperial Guard.
Nowadays, the situation in Chang'an is peaceful on the surface, but in fact there is an undercurrent. Xiao Hei wanted to discuss it with Wan'er, but after seeing it, he was not in a hurry and looked at it quietly.
As if feeling this sight, the edge of the paper umbrella moved upward slightly, revealing a pair of penetrating eyes, looking this way.
Xiao Hei nodded in greeting and smiled slightly.
Wan'er's face is covered with gauze, and her eyes appear brilliant.
Just as Xiao Hei was about to walk over, a clear voice came from his ears: "This sister looks so familiar. When have we met before?"
The two sides were tens of feet apart, and they were on a busy street. The sound transmission was not only extremely clear, but also seemed to have blocked out the noise around them. Such cultivation was truly remarkable.
However, Li Yan created the way of Zhenqi based on his strength, which is more in line with the method of Zhenqi. Wan'er is his direct descendant. He has talent, experience, inheritance and wealth. He has no shortage of everything. It is natural to have such an achievement.
Xiao Hei was not surprised, he stopped, and also used his magic power to transmit the voice: "I also feel that my sister is very familiar to me, and we are very destined!"
Wan'er took the initiative to walk over, and when she was in front of her, she stretched out her paper umbrella to cover her head.
The two women walked side by side on the streets of Chang'an, their movements were very natural, like friends reunited after a long separation.
Wan'er spoke again: "Where does sister come from?"
Xiao Hei told the truth: "Come from Damascus, the capital of the great food country."
Wan'er's expression remained unchanged: "Where are you going again?"
Xiao Hei inexplicably felt that this kind of question was very familiar, so he pursed his lips and said: "I am coming to Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, to participate in the saint's grand gathering for thousands of years."
Wan'er said: "That sister came at just the right time."
Xiao Hei shook his head and deliberately sighed: "It's not the right time. I didn't know until I arrived in Chang'an that although the Tang Dynasty was extremely powerful with the coming of thousands of kingdoms, there were also undercurrents surging, and there was fear of disaster, especially in the Daming Palace. There were dark clouds.
Cover your head!"
These words are very serious and even seem to be a curse.
Wan'er's expression remained calm: "I was born in sorrow and died in happiness. There is no peace in the world. In the prosperous age, there is even more danger and disaster!"
Xiao Hei smiled happily, she was probably the only woman in the world who dared to say these words on the eve of the Qianqiu Festival.
Wan'er continued to ask: "The strange appearance of the Daming Palace, can you elaborate on it?"
The little gangster said: "There is nothing more ominous than a natural or man-made disaster."
"Natural disasters can be predicted, but as long as the court is stable and the government is clear and clear, even if the weather is smooth every year, disaster relief can be provided to the people and the situation can be stabilized."
"This is a man-made disaster, and it should be blamed on those thieves with ulterior motives. We need to take precautions in advance, but don't make a big mistake and regret it too late!"
Wan'er blinked: "In my sister's opinion, who is the thief?"
Xiao Hei also blinked and went straight to the topic: "The big food dancer Ranmasanti has evil intentions. As for who else is behind her who is ambitious, my sister has an extraordinary state, so I have to leave it to you.
Investigate the truth of everything!"
Wan'er said: "Sister, you are ridiculous. I am just a mortal, and it is difficult for me to know all the mysteries in the world. I can only try my best to solve them."
Xiao Hei grinned, but thinking about it carefully, Wan'er's words were indeed correct.
The strongest person is still a human being.
But the next moment, Xiao Hei raised his eyebrows slightly and looked around: "Where are we going?"
Wan'er held an umbrella and led the way. At some point, the two of them arrived at Guangzhaifang.
This is the northernmost Fang District of Chang'an, and further ahead is the Daming Palace.
Wan'er's eyes were looking in the direction of Daming Palace, and she calmly said: "Sister, aren't you going to come here?"
"I do have a plan..."
Xiaohei said: "Are you going to take me in?"
Wan'er said: "If sister is willing, we can go in now. I'm not sure about other places. Only the Beiya Imperial Guards in the Daming Palace can feel more at ease."
Xiao Hei kept walking and said calmly: "You will still catch me after all..."
In the conversation just now, she pointed out that the great food dancer Ramashanti was plotting something evil and was preparing to use the power of internal guards to find out the real behind-the-scenes instigator. The reason was of course her trust in this person.
Xiao Hei did not agree with what General Abu said about the prince's motive for killing his father and seizing power, but he also believed that there must be a force among the internal guards that facilitated the fake envoys' entry into Beijing for the purpose of an all-out war between the two great powers.
It is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and Li Yan's former team members cannot be completely trusted after twenty years of ups and downs in officialdom.
What's more, with the internal guards growing so much, we can't just look at the high-level cabinet leaders, there are also a large number of middle-level officials who hold important positions and have considerable power.
Fortunately, just as Yang Zaiwei trusted Qiu Shenji, Xiao Hei trusted Wan'er the most. This leader of the inner guard who saw the dragon but never saw its end was definitely the staunch guardian of the Tang Dynasty.
But it's obvious that the other party doesn't trust me.
This is normal. After all, when you meet a strange woman on the road and say what you just said, everyone seems to be tempted to take advantage of her.
"It's not an arrest. I do feel familiar with my sister, and I believe you have no ill intentions..."
The paper umbrella in Wan'er's hand still covered the heads of the two of them, shoulder to shoulder, and said in a calm tone: "It's just the Duke of Wei and his party, but they have disturbed the peace of the Duke. This cannot be tolerated!"
Xiao Hei did not deny it, but asked curiously: "How did you know it was me?"
Wan'er said: "At first, I relied on the smell and chased you all the way to the Suzaku Gate. Later, when I saw my sister, I knew that you were someone who came in and out of Duke Wei's mansion."
"As expected of the successor of Weishi Jin!"
Xiao Hei thought that Wan'er was still around when she first opened her five senses, and deliberately snorted: "What's wrong? There are only a few guards there, and it doesn't look like they can protect Zhenwu Shengjun's family. I made such a fuss
, I also want to give you a wake-up call, don’t slack off!”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wan'er shook her head gently: "Wei Guogong's family does not seek fame and wealth, and has no fight with the world. If they are guarded at all levels, they will feel uncomfortable, and those
Although the manpower is small, it is enough to protect ordinary people, but it cannot guard against someone as strong as my sister."
Xiao Hei thought for a while, but nodded and said: "With the respect people have for Zhenwu, that kind of guard is indeed enough..."
Wan'er turned her head and looked over: "Sister doesn't seem to believe in the Holy King, but she cares a lot about Duke Wei's family, which makes me even more curious. Where is your sister from?"
Xiao Hei tilted his head: "You want to know my origin? How about making an agreement. You find out the instigator behind Lanmasanti, and I will tell you the secret of my identity. How about that?"
The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and Wan'er nodded: "Okay!"
Xiao Hei smiled: "It's settled!"
At this point in the conversation, the majestic outer walls of the Daming Palace were already in sight, and a group of internal guards with neat steps and calm momentum came around like ghosts, guarding the two of them together, and formally entered the palace, arriving at the Hanyuan Hall.
scope.
The Daming Palace has three main halls, from south to north, namely the Hanyuan Hall, the Xuanzheng Hall and the Zichen Hall, which represent the outer dynasty, the middle dynasty and the inner dynasty, forming the basic layout of this palace that symbolizes the supreme power in the world.
On the west side of the Hanyuan Hall, there is an office space for the inner guards, which highlights the special status of not being under the jurisdiction of the three provinces and directly taking orders from the saints. For a period of time, it was even called the Internal Affairs Hall by the officials of the outer court.
Wan'er took Xiao Hei to the political hall and stopped in a hall at the back: "Sister, please rest here for the next few days."
Xiao Hei looked around: "Although it's not an arrest, I thought you would at least put me in prison!"
Wan'er said calmly: "Sister has great achievements and is a guest from afar. I have to follow the way of hospitality. I have been wronged in the past few days. I will thank you and apologize after the matter is found out."
Xiao Hei laughed: "You are sincere, that's fine, just let people outside watch and do your own thing!"
Wan'er was not in a hurry, and made tea with her own hands. After inviting Xiao Hei to taste it, she stood up and said, "Sister, please take it easy, I'm going to look for 'man-made trouble'."
Xiao Hei watched her leave, pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his head, and drank slowly.
In fact, today's environment is a real dragnet.
Not only Wan'er, the profound and unfathomable leader of the inner guard, showed up in person to lead people, but there were also a cloud of experts outside, each occupying the key points, and the most elite Beiya Imperial Army was on standby at any time. Even if Yang Zaiwei came,
Don't dare to act rashly.
But it doesn't work for her...
While Xiao Hei was drinking tea, a strange golden hair poked out of his sleeve and slowly transformed into exactly the same version of himself.
No better than Brother Monkey's life-saving hair, which can transform into a eloquent and vivid avatar. This is an illusion that can only perform the most basic actions, but it is enough to confuse the watchers outside.
After the illusion was completed, Xiao Hei arranged for her to sit on the ground, and he used the invisibility method to quietly leave the yard.
Are you stupid? Sister knows magic!
Wan'er's guess was correct. Xiao Hei's original plan was to visit the Daming Palace and see with his own eyes the first dancer of the Great Eclipse, Lan Masanti.
As a detective, the investigation of the case must be from beginning to end, and you cannot entrust it to someone even close to you.
Advancing both ends is more secure.
Well, including Yang Zaiwei’s side, it should be a three-way process!
Xiao Hei believes that she has an advantage. As an outsider, she does not need to pay attention to the intricacies of the internal forces of the Tang Dynasty. And she is in the Daming Palace. This is the best time to find the truth.
"When I find out who is behind it faster than Wan'er, let's see her reaction!"
Xiao Hei is narrow-minded. Ever since Wan'er appeared, he has been calm and calm. It would be very interesting to break this calmness.
With the goal in mind, he walked among the palaces and gardens, becoming more and more motivated. Xiao Hei observed all the way and nodded secretly.
She had only been to the Potala Palace in Tubo and had never entered the Daming Palace. She could not compare how much the palace had changed twenty years ago. However, through observation, she still found that there was no luxury here.
It seems that although Li Hong was addicted to Taoism and ignored government affairs, he was not arrogant or extravagant or engaged in large-scale construction projects, but he still maintained the simple habits of the past.
Of course, Xiao Hei doesn't want twenty years to pass and Li Hong become the obscene king he used to hate. Now that he has become a big man, he is in a good mood.
Of course, the so-called simplicity is relative to the emperor. On the eve of the Qianqiu Festival, the palace is also decorated with lights and colorful decorations, servants and maids are coming and going, it is lively, and the sound of silk, bamboo and pipe music can be heard from a distance.
The rituals and music of the outer court of the Tang Dynasty were in charge of Taichang Temple, while the inner court was under the control of Jiaofang. The music and dance of the Qianqiu Festival were jointly responsible for the two. The rehearsal place was in the outer court, south of Danfeng Gate.
The location divides a large area.
Xiao Hei walked over.
From a distance, we can see actors from various workshops rehearsing dances, music and various operas. There are two to three hundred people in total, but they are very neat and orderly, without any confusion.
And the musical instruments they use are of all kinds, including drums, small harp, large and small pipa, guzheng, long piccolo, shengxiao, etc., there are nearly dozens of categories, and they are available in all countries.
In fact, the Dashi envoys also brought musical instruments unique to their country this time. Once they are played at the Qianqiu Festival, they will be popular in surrounding countries.
They are both big countries, but in terms of cultural influence, the distance between Dashi and the Tang Dynasty has widened, making it increasingly difficult to catch up.
Just as I was thinking about it, the melodious and loud sound of the drums penetrated my ears, refreshing me.
Xiao Hei looked over and saw that it was a rather peculiar drum instrument. It was covered with leather on both sides, with a big head and a thin waist. The drumsticks were wrapped in red silk. Under the beating of the musicians, the drum sound was exciting but not dull.
He is changeable and very good at mobilizing people's emotions.
"Jiegu~"
Xiao Hei stopped and watched.
The Jie drum is said to originate from the Jie ethnic group. It was very popular in the Tang Dynasty and is most suitable for playing fast-paced music.
Historically, Li Longji was proficient in various musical instruments, and he was especially fond of Jiegu. He was called the Chief Bayin, and he filled several cabinets with discounted drumsticks, which shows how many times he played.
In the Tang Dynasty in this world, nothing happened without Li Longji, but during the Qianqiu Festival, Li Xian, Li Xian, Li Dan and Princess Taiping all came to celebrate the birthday of the emperor brother Li Hong. As Li Dan's son, he was not yet ten years old.
Li Longji will also enter the palace.
Not to mention the clan son who didn't know whether he should be grateful to have both parents or was disappointed that he had no chance to aspire to the throne. The performances performed at the Qianqiu Festival were not as scattered as later generations. They were performed in the form of big songs, with scenes of magnificent chapters, showing
Showing the peak of the Tang Dynasty.
At this time, Jie Gu participates in the performance of the prologue, which is an a cappella part of the instrument. After the atmosphere is created, the lyrics begin, which are composed of several songs. The first part is called the song head, and the famous lyrics are called "Shui Diao".
Ge Tou" is the title of the big song "Shui Tiao".
As for the dance, it is the final part, called breaking, also known as dancing, which brings the performance to a climax.
Xiao Hei listened to the instrumental ensemble and saw the singers walking to the stage. He knew that the rehearsal of the big song had officially begun, and subconsciously looked at the dancers.
Dancing girls are easy to find. Their clothes are so eye-catching. They have rich and gorgeous palace skirts, half arms with colorful woven feathers, gold beads and silk hanging from their elbows, and fringed tassels on their chests, showing their undisguised beauty.
With publicity.
Xiao Hei looked at it carefully and frowned slightly.
She felt that the first dancer, Ramashanti, was not among them.
"Lan Masanti is good at flying dances, but just a piece of dance music cannot be used as a whole performance."
"Either modify it and integrate it into the existing rhythm of the big song, or... dance it alone!"
"If it's the latter, then you can be honest and not rehearse with other actors!"
Xiao Hei sniffed her nose gently, constantly comparing the messy smell with the crowd here, and finally separated out a distinctive, elegant and delicate aroma, which guided her footsteps towards the northwest.
Two-quarters of an hour later, she came to a remote courtyard.
"Is this right here?"
The Daming Palace is too big. During the Li rule period, many palaces were vacant. Since Li Hong was not extravagant, there were naturally many vacant places. This is one place that was used temporarily and set up a stage.
The faint aroma lingered on the stage, which was obviously left by someone who had practiced on it. Xiao Hei circled around and penetrated into the room through the window.
There were two maids lying inside, their chests rising and falling slightly, seemingly sleeping lazily, but Xiao Hei checked carefully and found that they were sleeping very deeply, probably because they had taken medicine...
"This person's behavior is both bold and cautious!"
Xiao Hei sniffed his nose again and found that the smell was no longer traceable.
Although her sense of smell is far sharper than that of humans, it is not omnipotent. Once she deliberately conceals it, she can still cover it up.
The temporary resident of this courtyard, while practicing, left a distinct fragrance behind. When he went out at this time, he not only knocked out the palace maid, but also covered up the fragrance on his body. The possibility of it being Lanmasanti is extremely high.
I really didn't expect that I would meet a "companion". Xiao Hei was walking arrogantly in the palace. He left his phantom body at the inner guard. Why is this Lanmasanti?
"Miyagi Imperial Guard, there is a problem with the Jedi!"
"Taichang Temple and Neijiaofang, which arrange the celebration programs, also have internal support!"
"Forget it, just wait for this girl to come back!"
Xiao Hei was just here to explore the situation. If Lanmasanti practiced safely, she would not take action rashly.
Now the other party dares to knock out the palace maid and act alone. This is irrefutable evidence of evil intentions. He can take it down directly when he comes back, so he might as well just wait and see.
She sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes, and practiced silently, without being impatient or impatient.
Time flew by, and the sound of drums came from far away from outside the palace wall. When Xiao Hei opened his eyes again, the afterglow of the setting sun had faded, and the lanterns were rising in the palace, and another scene appeared.
But Ramashanti hasn't come back yet.
Xiao Hei stood up, his eyes darkening slightly.
Something's wrong!
Even if everything is taken care of, in a place like Daming Palace, it is a big deal to be able to squeeze out an hour to go out and explore.
His disappearance for such a long time was not because he was arrogant or domineering, or because he was confident, but probably because of an accident!
She walked towards the rehearsal area ahead, but before she got there, she saw a commotion coming from the front.
A large number of performers rushed in one direction, and voices came from far away: "Who fell into the water?" "That big food dancer is very arrogant!" "Hey, a humble citizen of the country, you still want to dance alone to flatter the saint, you deserve it.