Chang’an Twelve Hours (Novel)
Other Name: 长安十二时辰
Genre: novel, history
Author: Zhang Xiaojing
Year: 2019
Chapter: N/A
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Introduction:
The fire of the Shangyuan Festival, which not only illuminates the night sky, but also a catastrophe in which everyone is involved. The destruction plan of Chang’an City is quietly unfolding, and in these twelve hours How will Zhang Xiaojing and Li Mi solve the mysteries one by one.
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The fourteenth day of the first month of Tianbao three years, early afternoon.
Chang’an City, Chang’an County, West City.
The market in the West Market has not become depressed due to the riots just now. As noon approached, the squires of the common people in Zhufang, the white robes from the Gaomen Mansion, the government officials to be elected scattered in the capital, and the literati from all over the country, all swarmed in, hoping to snap up the latest hustle into the city. . Even in the crowd, you can see many female family members who are heading for Chunsheng. They don’t worry about others and have to choose them by themselves.
Zhang Xiaojing walked on the street like flying. Behind him, followed closely by a childish young man with a round face. This person is Yao Runeng. He is a young official who has just joined the Jing’an Division. He was born in Jingfu and has an unforgettable talent. Li Mi sent him to assist Zhang Xiaojing in the investigation-of course, he also had the intention of monitoring.
“Zhang Duwei, where are you going?” Yao Ru can’t help but ask. Zhang Xiaojing’s feet are too fast and there are so many people around him that he must do his best to keep up.
Zhang Xiaojing kept under her feet: “The real workshop of soft Jiayu.”
Yao Ru Neng has heard of the name of this Rou Jia Yu Zhen Fang. It is a shop exclusively for women’s face medicine and mouth fat. The shops are filled with secret nourishing ointments from big food vendors. The results are amazing. They are quite famous in the noble circle of Chang’an City.
Yao Ru-neng suddenly stopped him a step ahead: “Please explain the purpose of going here.” Zhang Xiaojing frowned: “What time is it, you are still here speaking!” Yao Ru-neng said solemnly: “You have a special status now, and you must act. First explain the reason, so that Li Sicheng can rest assured.”
“What if I don’t explain?”
Yao Ru can hold the hilt of the knife at his waist: “I can catch you back anytime.” As soon as his voice fell, Zhang Xiaojing stretched out his five fingers, grabbed the knife and snapped it lightly, and then the sword was about to leave. Yao Ru can hurried to grab it sideways, but Zhang Xiaojing fell into the dust without preventing Zhang Xiaojing from getting a hook.
Zhang Xiaojing looked down at him and said coldly: “If I really want to run, you have died several times now.”
After he turned and left, Yao Ru was able to get up from the ground in embarrassment, ignoring the dirt on his body, and shouting repeatedly: “Hey, Zhang Duwei, you are doing this, I have to report it!”
Zhang Xiaojing ignored him, and walked straight forward, but Yao Ru-neng had to follow in angrily.
Yuzhenfang is in the curved alley on the north side of the second street in the southeast of the West City. It needs to turn a bend, just to block the noise and sight of the outer street.
As soon as you enter the square, you are faced with a three-sided chili fragrant mud wall, with nine rows of long racks on the top, all of which are wrapped in pink silk, and large and small glass bottles and porcelain are placed on the top. At this time, there were only a dozen women wearing various silks, and they lowered their heads to talk from time to time, revealing their white necks. The smell of Jiaxiang softly filled the surroundings, making people intoxicated.
When the guy saw that it was a man who came in, he was taken aback. Zhang Xiaojing flashed his waist card and said in a deep voice: “The Jing’an Division takes me to see the shopkeeper.” The man was still talking, Zhang Xiaojing narrowed his eyes and swept away at the women. The guy did not dare to disturb the customer, so he had to tell the shopkeeper, but Zhang Xiaojing grabbed his arm and walked straight to the back of the building: “Military affairs should not be delayed, I will let you go!” The guy still struggles and is used by him. The hilt of the knife slammed his waist and dared not move immediately.
In this way, Zhang Xiaojing dragged the two warriors and walked towards the back. Yao Runeng followed closely, but he had no objection to this approach. Time is urgent, how can he let him go back and forth slowly.
Behind the square is a large courtyard. A fat Hu man is leaning on the crocheted Persian felt blanket, holding a goblet in his left hand and a crypt under his elbow, sitting with his left leg bent. A little waiter with black boots stood holding a pot beside him. A beautiful singer in the atrium is singing “Spring Orioles” around a plum tree, singing and dancing.
As soon as Zhang Xiaojing and the others broke in, the singing and dancing couldn’t go on. The two guards walked over to stop, but the shop owner frowned and waved them away: “Your excellency is…?”
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