Xibo Chang'an City was built under the imperial decree of the Wei Dynasty. It has a history of more than a hundred years and has evolved to a layout of fourteen streets from north to south and eleven lanes from east to west. This majestic imperial city is divided into one hundred and eight lanes like a thread. It also uses Zhuque Street as the central axis to divide the east and west counties into Wanshi Tai'an. There are nearly a million residents in the city regardless of race, inside or outside, regardless of high or low. Just like the warp threads and weft edges in this square brocade , with crowds of people walking through it, endless excitement and endless prosperity.
Let’s call it a prosperous age.
The magistrate of Wanshi County, the fat man Bian Xiaoxian, who is said to be the most worthy of this position by officials in the capital, is still lazily nestled in the mahogany Taishi chair that happens to be filled with his huge body, making him even more fat. .
To be honest, it is absolutely impossible and impossible for Bian Xiaoxian, who came from a humble background, to become the county magistrate of Wanshi, which sounds a bit majestic. Although he is only a minor official of the non-commissioned class, he is also The county magistrate is not as powerful as the current governor, and his power is not as powerful as ordinary people can imagine.
Just from the round belly, one can see how much money he has made over the years.
To be able to get to this point is nothing more than the ability to behave in a way that speaks to people and tells ghosts. Just in the capital, the center of the power whirlpool, Bian Xiaoxian has been firmly in the position of county magistrate for six or seven years. There have been several changes in the Jingzhao Prefecture, but no one has even the slightest belittlement of Bian Xiaoxian. This is enough to tell. Bian Xiaoxian's method is absolutely something that cannot be ignored.
At this time, it seemed that what happened in the imperial city at noon had not had much impact on him, the ninth-grade county magistrate of the capital. He was lying leisurely and leisurely on a specially customized large-sized Taishi chair. His master, who had been with him for a short time, and whose two whiskers made him even more flattering, respectfully handed over a cup of fine tea, nodded and bowed in an indescribably wretched manner, and said with a smile: "Sir, we really don't have anyone left. Even the concierge in the government office has been sent out. We have nothing to send now."
Bian Xiaoxian didn't even look at the master, and said arrogantly: "I'm going to ask you to find someone in our land, and I'm going to draw a face for you. If I ask you to go outside, you won't be ready to come back in the first year." Celebrate the New Year with me, right?"
The master was very puzzled: "Chang'an has a relatively large population. There are nearly 400,000 people in Fifty-fourth Street in Wanshi County. It's not that easy to find. Besides, it's okay for us here. What if we are over there in Tai'an and get caught by that... "
In the middle of his words, when he saw something wrong on Bian Xiaoxian's fat face, Master Shuxu shut his mouth at the right time and stopped talking.
Bian Xiaoxian drank up the tea in the bowl in one gulp. He didn't know how to appreciate this cup of top-quality tea that he couldn't buy even with half a year's salary. He tilted his head and spit out the tea powder he had eaten in a big mouth, and poured out the tea that should have been eaten without mercy. The celadon bowl, which was also fired in the official kiln, was thrown vigorously on the low table next to it, and he cursed: "Get out of here, you weakling! When have I ever been afraid of that damn bitch! If there's no one in the county government office, I'll go out and fetch people." , How can you hang around here with me if you work at such a speed?"
The master hurriedly said yes and was frightened.
Seeing that the master didn't move, Bian Xiaoxian shouted unceremoniously again: "Hurry up and go!"
The master quickly retreated.
The master over there left the office, and here Xiaoxian sat in the chair and didn't know what to think. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He straightened up with great effort, and then left the chair with great effort. He saw that he turned around in the back hall. A woman comes out.
A very good looking woman.
23 - The first sign of Chun Ou Zhai in Jianglou, Chang'an City.
It is said that someone bought her with a large sum of money back then without ever seeing her smile, but now she has crooked eyebrows and a smile, and she scolded her with disdain: "You're so fat, you're a fat pig."
Bian Xiaoxian, however, had an unserious look on his face and chuckled, "I'll die on your belly."
Naturally, this provoked a burst of punches and kicks from Ersan after taking a few steps. Bian Xiaoxian did not dodge. I think the two of them had long been used to this kind of joking.
Finally, Bian Xiaoxian begged for mercy for two or three times before retracting his hand, panting heavily and asking what he had told him.
Bian Xiaoxian, who felt it was easier to be beaten than to hit someone, suddenly had a bitter look on his face, "Sister-in-law, there are nearly a million people in such a huge capital city, and it's only been one day, how do you want me to find it? You are really forcing yourself to do something difficult."
Ersan debated, "How about we wait for half a day?"
Bian Xiaoxian's face became a little bitter again, "It's too much. Brother Li hasn't said that he will set a time limit for me to find someone. If you rush me like this, then don't blame me for not caring about my family ties. 1 The code is the same…”
Just like the master just now, Bian Xiaoxian's voice became smaller and smaller under Ersan's gaze, and in the end there was no sound at all.
Ersan said nothing, threatened Bian Xiaoxian with his eyes, and left without looking back.
Bian Xiaoxian's shoulders slumped, he lost his energy and sighed.
After a while, Ye Qing, the grand master of Jingzhao Mansion, walked in with a young young man. The young young man, Grandma Liu, who obviously didn't know where this place was, looked around as if he were entering the Grand View Garden.
Bian Xiaoxian knew that Ye Qing's arrival would be up to no good, and his fat face, which was already suffering, was even more embarrassed now. His facial features were almost crowded together, and he curled his lips and said with a grin: "What are you doing here again?!"
Naturally, he turned a blind eye to Bian Xiaoxian's complaining tone. Ye Qing let the young man out and said, "Brother Li asked you to arrange a place for him."
Bian Xiaoxian waved his hand and said: "Go on, don't use Brother Li to pressure me. I'm not a wet nurse. Don't come to me for everything."
Ye Qing ignored Bian Xiaoxian's reluctance and said, "This is Lao Gui's younger brother Lou Zhen. If something happens to Lao Gui, he comes to find us. Are you sure you don't care?"
Obviously, Bian Xiaoxian's silence was considered an agreement.
Ye Qing said again: "Brother Li asked me to tell you that if the person still can't be found, Brother Li will go to Nanshi by himself."
Regardless of whether it was Brother Li or an old ghost, these two names already made Bian Xiaoxian feel discouraged and slumped in the chair again. With the Taishi chair creaking, Bian Xiaoxian sighed: "Two or three things are important." I'm looking for you at midnight, Brother Li asked me to find someone I've never met before, and now I have to babysit the old ghost's child, do you want me to send someone to find out what happened to the old ghost?"
"Originally Brother Li asked me to go check it out. If you are willing, then I won't go." Ye Qing said it seriously, but it fell into Bian Xiaoxian's ears and it became an out-and-out joke, although it was not at all funny.
Sitting paralyzed on the chair with his head drooping as if he had lost all his strength, Bian Xiaoxian looked up to the sky and sighed: "This is really busier than the emperor!"
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It's already dusk, and the lanterns are starting to go up in the Xiyue Palace in the Ouchi Taichi Palace.
Apparently already accustomed to the habits of his mother-in-law, all the palace maids Huang Men left one by one after lighting up the lanterns and candles everywhere. This huge palace courtyard, which could be considered among the third-grade concubines, fell into silence. , and there was silence.
The owner of Xiyue Palace, Empress Shi Ti, who granted Jieyu the title, still maintains the same dress as before she got married from the Western Regions more than 20 years ago. Even though she is getting warmer now, she is still dressed in a brocade hat, mink fur and wild boots, which matches the other clothes. Compared with the concubines, even though her appearance is not comparable to those Chinese women who wear makeup and powder, her high eyebrows and deep eyes coupled with this dress, she can be said to have a unique charm even at her age.
She doesn't have her hair in a bun like that of the Central Plains. She has her curly black hair tied up casually. In addition, she has a unique grace that she has gained from being pampered over the years. She is even more noble. She is comparable to the empress who dominates the harem. Even this extraterrestrial appearance is not too much to give in to, but the charming and mature face now has a bit of panic that is not easily noticed by others.
When the moon reaches the zenith, the inner city with three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post is already heavily guarded. There are also fine-scaled armored soldiers patrolling in groups of five and ten, and the uniform steps and kicks and the sound of armor clashing with sabers are heard. The fusion, even if it is deliberately suppressed to the minimum, is constantly transmitted into the palace walls, making Shi Tijieyu even more frowning. The reason for this cannot be explained to outsiders.
The unique drum sound of the palace resounded dullly throughout the imperial city, and the muffled sound informed everyone that it was the curfew time in the palace and no one was allowed to walk around at will.
Shi Tijieyu, who had been walking and walking without taking a rest, walked into the inner room with a light from the outer room. When the weak fireflies filled the entire side room, which was simply decorated, the room was wide enough for five or six people to lie flat on their backs and sculptures. Long Huafeng's bed was in a mess, with blood stains on the light yellow quilt. There were several brocade quilts separated by people in the innermost bed, revealing only a face that was also stained with blood. His expression was almost distorted and very painful.
This is a man, with a tattered corrugated hat on his head, wrapped in hair that must have not been taken care of for a long time. The disheveled and dry hair covers a weather-beaten face, dry and yellow, and the expression is forcibly suppressed and uncomfortable, let alone There were some dried blood on his face and even all over his body, which was enough to show the extent of this person's injuries.
When he heard someone come in, the man opened his eyes. There was an unhidden vigilance and aggressiveness in his eyes behind his hair. Shi Tijieyu took a few steps, her frown deepened, and she couldn't help scolding her: "Why are you moving around again? Your wound is too deep, why don't you think about it?"
The man pushed himself up and tried to get up, but Shi Ti didn't help him either, so he was at a loss for a moment. The man said: "While it's dark now, I have to go out with the cleaning team. If they don't see me tomorrow morning, they will come looking for me."
Shi Ti didn't know what she was thinking about and didn't answer, but the embarrassment on her expression showed that she was at a loss. Compared with the crime of hiding a man in the harem, she was not worried about being discovered by the Qianniu Guards who guarded the harem. After all, no one came here all year round. It was unpleasant to say that she had been left out for more than ten years. Who would be more worried? Take a look here? What she was worried about now was this man's safety. The injury was so serious that Shi Ti really couldn't imagine how he had survived until now. If he was really sent out at this time, it goes without saying what his injuries were and whether he would be alive or not.
The man had already sat up, looked at the blood stains around him, and said as if blaming himself: "I have caused trouble to Shi Jieyu."
Shi Ti was obviously helpless at the other party's politeness, and advised: "You can't go out, heal your injuries here first, and I will send someone to inform you outside. If you act like this, if... "Shi Ti still stopped talking. After all, such curse words about life and death are really hurtful.
But the man grinned and said, "This injury doesn't matter, I'm still young."
Shi Ti didn't know whether to laugh funny or bitterly at this man's joke. She remembered that twenty-three years ago, she was captured by the then Prince of the East Palace and now Emperor Wen Sheng when he was touring the world, saying goodbye to the yellow sand in the sky and heading east to the Central Plains. At that time, there was an uncle in charge of carriages and horses in my house. His mouth was full of black teeth caused by dry tobacco, and he was holding a pipe in his mouth. Since he was a child, he had been taking him on horseback without telling his father, who was a fourth-rank general Xuanwei.
On the first day of his wedding in red clothes, the uncle squatted under the window sill of his bedroom, wrapped his pipe, and said: "Once you enter the palace, the wall is as deep as the sea, so you must be careful in everything you do. You are still young, so learn more."
Shi Ti finally reached out and helped the injured man who was struggling to move his body without hesitation, and sighed: "You are not young anymore."
