Zhang Xiaojing turned to Li Siye and smiled: "So you were waiting for this. To be honest, did you already know that he was the prince when you were fighting in the Western Market last time?"
Li Siye screamed in his heart that he was wronged, and quickly waved his hands and said: "No, I really know nothing about this matter. I must explain this to you clearly, otherwise you will think that I killed Liu Gengsan at the consort's house out of deep utilitarianism.
Behavior."
Zhang Xiaojing grinned and said, "That's what I thought just now. If you can really think of benefiting from the monster case, you would be as smart as a monster."
Moreover, Li Siye still kept some words in his heart, and he did not intend to rely on the prince Li Ying. In everyone's eyes, this was a very strong potential stock, but Li Siye knew very well that this was a time bomb. If he was too close to the prince,
When the prince is sentenced to death in the future, his close associates will inevitably be affected. If he wants to live longer, he cannot get close to him.
What happened today was really strange. Two people extended an olive branch to him one after another, but neither of them was a good person. Judging from this situation, it was safe for Li Siye to make his own scallion pancakes.
Moreover, heroes do not care about their origins. In this prosperous era, anyone with any special ability can get ahead. Those who can write cursive calligraphy can do it, those who can draw can do it, those who can dance can do it, and those who can write poems seem to
No, he, who can box and make cakes, should be able to do it.
The city of Chang'an, which is about to usher in a real dark night, is not brightly lit for the first time. The streets are divided into chessboard-like vertical and horizontal streets, with only a few scattered lights, just like the few scattered stars in the night sky. All the lights on the streets of Chang'an
Everyone has only one direction, and that is the destination of a warm home.
The wind blew the palace bells on the eaves of the Ming Dynasty Palace, the dull drums were beaten on the Danfeng Gate, the street drums in the streets of Chang'an City were beaten, and the drum towers in the city were also beaten.
Gates began to close and curfews were imposed.
If you look at it from the air at this time, Chang'an City is like a chessboard made up of bright squares. The dark edges are abyss-like streets, but the glowing squares are full of life, with singing and dancing, silk and bamboo flowing through the ear, and each has its own liveliness.
, each has its own splendor. Close to the outer city, there are secluded and weak lights, and the sound of banging clothes like bamboo clappers in every household.
The most lively square in Chang'an at night is Pingkangfang. There are many brothels in the square, and the lights of singing and dancing are endless day and night. The dignitaries of Chang'an City often stay overnight. The streets divide the whole square into three areas, namely the north area and the northern area.
The brothels in Qu, Zhongqu, Nanqu and Beiqu are mostly gathering places for low-level prostitutes, while in Zhongqu and Nanqu they are mostly for famous prostitutes and are the activity places for high-ranking officials.
In Pingkangfang, women who are slightly famous begin to raise their profile, and it is not money that can impress them. The famous prostitutes no longer entertain people with their sounds and looks, but their own talent and temperament to raise their status and compete with the talented people who come here to attract them.
They wrote poems and composed poems, and many romantic stories were spread.
There is a courtyard near Nanqu in Zhongqu. There is a pond surrounding the room, and the sound of pipa playing can be heard from the room. There are three or four guests in the room drinking wine, accompanied by graceful girls, but there is one who is the most beautiful.
The beautiful woman sat alone in front of the table, serving as the hostess of the banquet and in charge of the rules.
The banquet banquet banquet usually involves playing word games. The officials and gentry of the Tang Dynasty generally had high literary accomplishments. They could speak any metrical couplets, allusions, and even recite poems and compose poems.
Xi Jiu made a rule: each person recited a short seven-character sentence that was relatively straight and oblique in a solitaire manner. If he couldn't recite it, he would have to drink.
Luo Xingchang, a member of the army in the Jingzhao Prefecture, was in a trance and could not concentrate. He drank a few more glasses of wine and became seventy percent drunk.
There was a person named Feng Dalun in the banquet, who was the head of the Yu Department of the ninth rank of the Ministry of Industry. This person had another identity in Chang'an City. He was the leader of the Xionghuo Gang in Wannian County, and was supported by his subordinates.
Many libertines and ruffians.
Feng Dalun and Luo Xingchang were old acquaintances. Although they had their own backgrounds, seeing that their old friend was thinking about something, he took the initiative to wink at his best friend, the woman who was serving as the hostess, and ordered her to stop holding the drinking order sign in her hand.
Holding the celadon wine glass, he leaned towards Luo Xingchang and asked with a smile: "Luo Silang is not in a high mood today. He frequently makes mistakes in his drinking orders. But if you have any troubles, maybe brother can help you solve the problem."
Luo Xingchang couldn't tell others about his troubles. This time he took the initiative to handle the monster case and made arrangements for the prince-in-law. His original intention was to tie himself onto the big ship of the princess's house. He wanted to get close to not only the princess's house, but also the prince-in-law's back.
Prince Shou and Concubine Wu Hui, unfortunately failed at the last moment.
It didn't matter that the case didn't work out, but he vaguely realized that the prince-in-law attributed the failure to himself and was trying to distance himself. This gave him a headache. Didn't his future end?
Those who work hard will not be rewarded in the end! It’s really unreasonable!
Resentment and anger boiled in his heart, Li Siye and Zhang Xiaojing! These two bastards are doing something wrong. If they hadn't been obstructive, how could I, Luo Silang, be in such an embarrassing situation?
Luo Xingchang picked up the celadon cup in his hand, raised his head and drank it fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow the cup and chew it to pieces, and said bitterly: "I recently committed a crime and was ruined by someone."
Feng Dalun raised his beard and smiled and said: "Luo Silang, why bother? Although I, Feng Dalun, can't help you make up for the errands, I have many ways to deal with villains. As long as you are not an official figure, you can just speak up."
Luo Xingchang turned his head to look at Feng Dalun, and the corners of his eyes gradually became lively. Feng Dalun was right, although the matter could not be undone, the person who offended him would never have a good life. After listening to the princess's words, the prince-in-law was inconvenient to deal with Zhang Xiaojing and Li Siye.
He is a man, but if he silences his personal grudges, he will definitely make the prince consort feel more at ease and save some feelings in front of him.
Thinking of this, he put down the cup, clasped his hands tightly and said sincerely: "I really hate these two people to the core, and I hope Brother Feng Xian can help me vent my hatred."
"Who are these two people? Do they have official positions? Where do they live?"
"One is Zhang Xiaojing, a delinquent commander in Wannian County, and the other is Li Siye, a delinquent under Zhang Xiaojing."
Feng Dalun pinched his chin hesitantly: "Zhang Xiaojing is the chief arrester in Wannian County. He has a bit of a bad reputation and is difficult to deal with."
Luo Xingchang concealed his disdain for the leader of the Xionghuo Gang, waved his hand and said: "I don't need you to deal with Zhang Xiaojing, just get rid of Li Siye for me. This man has no roots and no foundation, he is a white man, and he is the leader of the gang, please."
Feng Dalun picked up the wine glass and smiled ferociously: "Don't worry, Luo Silang. Within three days, I will let you see this man's floating corpse in the water of Yong'an Canal."
Luo Xingchang's eyes wandered, as if he had already seen this scene. He reached out to take the filled wine cup from Feng Dalun, opened his mouth and took a sip, and then tasted the sweetness in the bitter wine.
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Li Siye got up early, fetched a bucket of water from the well in the yard, and washed his face with the bucket.
The main hall of the courtyard had not been inhabited for a long time and was somewhat dilapidated. The rafters running side by side under the eaves were yellow and cracked, and he had no obligation to repair them for the owner.
He walked to the mulberry tree in the center of the yard. The owner of the house used to raise silkworms in the yard. There were still several old silkworm plaques piled up in the corners of the yard wall. He tore off the side strips of one of the damaged silkworm plaques and forcibly removed it.
It was bent and rolled up on a tree, tied up with hemp rope, and covered with several layers of low-quality linen cloth on its surface to become a simple sandbag.
Li Siye punched and kicked the tree trunk. The tree trunk shook slightly and a few leaves fell down.
He practiced fighting for a while with a stick of incense, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and saw Li Meier squatting at the door.
"You don't have to get up so early, sleep a little longer."
Li Meier pouted and said, "I wanted to sleep, but you woke me up."
"You're hungry, just wait, I'll buy you some soup cakes."