Tang riddles

On December 16th, the [-]th year of Kaiyuan, it was not long before noon.The sky was cloudy and cloudy, with thin snow falling.The heavy snow that has come in the past few days has covered the Central Plains with a layer of plain clothes, and the cold wind is carrying the snow particles whistling, pouring into the collar and cuffs involuntarily.Pedestrians covered their robes tightly, lowered their hats, and hurriedly walked on the official road rammed with loess.The official road is cold and hard, with a layer of muddy soft soil on the surface, which stains the uppers of shoes when stepped on.This is the Nanwei Road between Chang'an and Luoyang. It has passed the section at the northern foot of Huashan Mountain. Chang'an City is already here. In one or two hours, you will be able to enter the Chunming Gate.

There are more restaurants and restaurants beside the road. At this time, there are many merchants who are resting and eating.The freshly steamed white flour steamed cakes came out of the pan, bringing up a large amount of water vapor.A plate was filled with five or six, and the shopkeeper brought it to the table, with pickled vegetables and bacon in soy sauce, and a pot of home-brewed turbid wine to warm up the body, it was considered a delicious meal on the road.Those who are willing to pay for it, order a bowl of mutton hoto or soup cakes, eat it lightly, and the heat will come up.

In a curtain at the southwest corner of the restaurant, three people gathered.

One of them looked like a servant, standing aside to serve the master for dinner.He has a high nose and deep eyes, slightly curly yellow hair, tall and strong, taciturn, at first glance he is from the Western Regions, and he doesn't know which one he is from.These days, if there is a vassal as a servant, the master's family also has status.Because it is outside, there is no way to be so particular.This servant is probably also a blessed one, the master is kind, although he stood aside to serve him, but the master also ordered hot food for him and allowed him to eat beside him.He is also gentle, covering up with his sleeve, eating bit by bit.

The two who are sitting are the masters.A man and a woman, they don't look like husband and wife, but a bit like siblings.The woman looked to be in her thirties, wearing a veiled hat and a green veil covering her face, so she couldn't see her face clearly.Just because the voice is mature and the clothes are stable, you can judge your age.The gentleman sitting opposite her looked about [-] years old, wearing a black head with hanging feet, wearing a green brocade embossed cloud pattern robe with a hip, a leather belt around his waist, and a horizontal knife.The blade is wrapped in black cloth, so the sample cannot be seen clearly.He sat on a stool with his feet hanging down. Although he only ate at the roadside wild shop, he seemed to be attending a palace banquet, with a respectful and modest posture, and his every move was leisurely and elegant.

Looking closely at his face, he has long and slender ink eyebrows, flying obliquely into the temples, clear and clear star eyes, a beautiful nose and full lips, fair skin and beautiful appearance, which has the beauty of a woman.But between the brows is a man's heroic spirit, especially a pair of black and white pupils, Ling Ran has the spirit of the sword, wise and calm.Provoking secret compliments: Be the real beauty of Biyu.

It was the end of the meal at that time, the slave of the Western Regions handed over the handkerchief, the gentleman took it, and wiped the corners of his mouth.He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"The soup cakes in this restaurant taste good, but it's a pity that the addition of cornel pepper is a bit bland. When you come to Beijing, you must eat the flax cakes in Fuxingfang."

His voice sounds very unique, much softer and lighter than the rough male voice.But compared to Yinling's crisp female voice, it was hoarse and deep.When speaking, the tone of voice has a kind of relaxed and unrestrained charm, revealing a bit of openness and uninhibitedness.

The veil-covered woman opposite him laughed lightly, and said angrily, "Da Lang just finished his lunch, and now he's thinking about something else to eat, but he's not full yet?"

"I haven't been back to Chang'an for a long time. The journey is hard, and I often have trouble getting enough to eat. I am really tortured. Seeing that I am approaching Chang'an, it is rare to be able to eat a hot meal. I was greedy for a while, and my mother laughed." He smiled, then looked up and looked outside, "It's getting late, we'd better get on the road as soon as possible, and enter the city before the curfew."

After saying that, he got up from the banquet, and the slaves of the Western Regions smoothed the folds of his clothes.He personally helped the woman in the veiled hat to stand up.The two of them cleaned up, the slaves from the Western Regions paid for the meal, and the three master and servant left the restaurant.The slave of the Western Regions put on a fur coat for the gentleman, and went to the manger next to the restaurant to lead the horse.Mr. Nalang put on leather gloves, held the horizontal knife at his waist, and stood tall in the wind and snow, looking up at the gray sky.He suddenly sighed, let out a long white breath, and said:

"I don't know when the snow will stop. I'm afraid the case of Ci'en will be very difficult."

The woman in the veiled hat heard the words and said: "I received a letter from Dalang Feiying three days ago, saying that I was transferred to Chang'an urgently. I was really surprised and came to meet up overnight. Dalang was a small judicial officer in Dongdu to join the army. Those who Why did a high-ranking Chang'an official think of you?"

The man smiled wryly and said: "It's not recommended by my superior. He, I wish the whole world would know that there is someone like me. I can't stop me from writing letters of recommendation to Chang'an all day long."

The woman in the veiled hat covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "It seems that Da Lang has long been famous in the Central Plains. When I practiced medicine in Henan Prefecture, I always heard the name of 'Shen Bozhao'. It's an honor."

"The frown girl is laughing at me again." Mr. Mei Lang has an aggrieved look on his face, charming and resentful, with a unique charm.

The slaves from the Western Regions brought three horses, and the three of them mounted the horses neatly and continued on their way towards Chang'an.The speed of the horse was not fast, because they had just eaten lunch, and the three of them were more interested in walking around.

"I never asked, but Erlang is at the rear?" the woman named Lieniang asked as she walked side by side with Shen Bozhao.

Shen Bozhao nodded: "She has bad legs and feet, so she can't ride a fast horse. The carriage I built for her was a bit heavy, and it contained a lot of luggage, so she couldn't go fast. It's an emergency, so we can only go to Chang'an separately. Don't worry, Congyun and Congyu have followed her all the way and will take good care of her. If you think about it, you can arrive there in three or two days."

The horse was going fast, and the girl reined in the rein, and said:

"She is not in good health, and you are not very healthy. You have been practicing martial arts for many years, and you can have the freedom you have now. You have to cherish it. You have been traveling in the wind and snow for several days. You can't eat well, sleep well, and travel. Yes, after entering the city, I have to give you the pulse."

Shen Bozhao's black pupils had a hint of depression, and he smiled again, and replied:

"Let the bride worry about it."

"What are you worried about, you two sisters, I have watched you grow up since childhood."

Shen Bozhao smiled wryly again: "Xiaoniang, don't mention the word "sister" when you enter the city. Erlang and I are brothers, not sisters."

"Yes, yes, I didn't pay attention for a while." Ying Niang quickly changed her words.

The slaves of the Western Regions followed respectfully behind without saying a word, while Shen Bozhao and Xiongniang remained silent for a while.The wind and snow were getting heavier, and they lost the interest in gossip. They wrapped their robes tightly and accelerated their horses.After rushing for a few miles against the wind and snow, the field of vision gradually widened, and the dark outline of Chang'an City could already be seen.

When they reached the foot of Chunming Gate, the three of them got off their horses and led the horses into the procession entering the city.Chunming's three gates, the center is for officials and scholars, and the two sides are non-officials and non-scholars. Shen Bozhao is an official and a scholar, but Xiongniang is not a slave of the Western Regions, so Shen Bozhao and the two lined up on the right side.Looking at the crowds of horses and horses entering the city, Shen Bozhao couldn't help saying:

"It's the end of the year, and it's time for a tribute report."

"That's right. But I heard that this year is a bit unusual. Princess Jin has returned from Anbei Protectorate."

Shen Bozhao smiled and said nothing, she had known this news a few days ago.

Tiao Niang glanced at her and saw that she seemed unwilling to talk about this matter, so she changed the subject:

"We have entered Beijing, where are we going to settle?"

Shen Bozhao said with a smile: "This time I was recommended to Beijing, Dali Temple Minister Qin Gong did a great job. He has a letter with me, saying that after entering the Chunming Gate, he went to the corner restaurant next to the Beifang Gate of Daozheng Square, and reported my name. , someone will lead us to the place where we will stay."

"Duke Qin..." Xiongniang was silent for a moment, then smiled, "I think so, I haven't seen Duke Qin for many years, I don't know if he is healthy or not."

Shen Bozhao smiled but did not answer.

"The Ci'en case is of great importance. I have been all the way here, and I can hear people talking about it. Why did Mr. Qin recommend Da Lang to the top amidst the turmoil? Aren't you afraid of causing Da Lang trouble?" Very worried.

Shen Bozhao's dark eyes were filled with unknown emotions. After a long time, she uttered five words:

"It's about time."

The face under the hood of the bride's veil froze, and her heartstrings couldn't help but tense.

Without another word, the three quickly entered the city.Seeing Shen Bozhao's majestic appearance, elegant clothes, holding a knife and leading a horse, the guards of the Chunming Sect couldn't help but take a second look.Shen Bozhao took out the public inspection report and made a personal report to cooperate with the doormen.Seeing that she was a military general, the gate guard came from Luoyang and was stamped by the official post along the way, so he politely let her go, and the three of them entered the city smoothly.

The air of hustle and bustle rushed towards the face, and the wide street was full of people.Chunming Gate is close to the East Market, and it is just as the market opens in the afternoon. A large number of business travelers are flocking to the East Market, and it is very lively.The rainy and snowy weather couldn't stop people's enthusiasm at all. The atmosphere of the market made Shen Bozhao's slightly gloomy mood soothed and relaxed, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.Looking at the pale yellow wall of Xingqing Palace on the north side of Chunming Avenue, the smile on his face became meaningful.

After many years, the Shen clan re-entered Chang'an.

When the three of them first entered Chang'an, in the Yamen Office of Jingzhao Mansion in the southeast corner of Guangde Square in Chang'an City, Jingzhao Yin Murong Fu was sitting behind the case, holding a personnel document, frowning and thinking.A person's resume is written on the document, and he has read it no less than twenty times.With his hands on his cheeks, his expression was very distressed.Standing beside him, Liu Yucheng, a member of the Judiciary of the Jingzhao Prefecture, saw this, and cupped his hands to persuade him:

"Your Majesty, this Shen Sui is a capable man. He is young and promising, and has outstanding political achievements. He has cleared up more than 200 old cases in Henan Province within a year. No one complained of injustice, and the local people even praised him. Dali Temple has already recommended this to the saint. Man, the sage has also issued an imperial order, so why are you so troubled?"

Shen Sui is Shen Bozhao, named Sui, styled Bozhao.

Murong Fu shook his head when he heard the words, tapped on the document on the case, and said:

"Shen Sui is still too inexperienced. It says he was born in the second year of Chang'an, so he is only 26 years old this year. And he is just a little clever, not a great talent, but a warrior. Look, he is 16 years old. In the Zhongming Jingke, the next year in the martial arts examination, probably because he knew that he was better than the military and had no hope of becoming an official, so he joined the army to fight for his future. He was lucky, and it happened to be a large-scale recruitment that year, so he joined the Zhechong government army in Huaizhou. He is famous for writing Mingjing and martial arts, and he was promoted to Duke of Yu soon after."

"However...he quickly solved a military embezzlement case, which had a lot of influence at the time, and was favored by Ding Fengyun, the governor of Huaizhou. It can be seen that this person still has some skills." Liu Yucheng said.

Murong Fu retorted: "Dong Ling (Liu Yucheng's character), that's what I want to say. From now on, he will be an official based on the recommendation of his superiors, and most of them like to flatter those who flatter him. Ding Fengyun is old, and he is famous again. Those who like young handsome men heard that Shen Sui is quite handsome. How could Ding Fengyun stand up to his sweet talk? He flattered Ding Fengyun, transferred from the army, and was promoted to the magistrate of Huaizhou. At the age of 23, he was recommended by Ding Fengyun and promoted to the judicial office of Henan Province. Joining the army, he immediately got a real job at the seventh rank! Governor Xiao Ziliang didn't know if he was delusional, and recommended him many times, and now he is recommended by Qin Zhen, so the journey went smoothly."

Qin Zhen is the current Minister of Dali Temple, and he is the "Duke Qin" in Shen Bozhao's mouth.Xiao Ziliang's name is modest, and his courtesy name is Ziliang.Hearing Murong Fu's words, Liu Yucheng couldn't help slandering: Their lord must be confused, Xiao Ziliang is not someone who can curry favor with him at will, he comes from a family with the surname Jia, he is very arrogant, and his eyes can't melt sand.So he euphemistically reminded:

"I heard that Shen Sui was born in the Shen family of Wu Xing, so there is an old member of the Shen family in the court." This is straightforward, and it clearly refers to Qin Zhen as an old member of the Shen family.

"Wu Xing Shen? It has long been in decline. How many people in the court are surnamed Shen? Besides, I don't think he came from Wu Xing's family. Isn't it written here? People from Jiangning County, Runzhou, I heard that there are wealthy businessmen there The family of rich merchants, named Yanling Shen family, this refers to his family. Hmph, no matter how rich they are, they are just a lowly family, at most they can be regarded as a small branch of Wu Xing.

Leaving aside his family background, in the final analysis, he is just a yellow-haired man who has just passed his weak crown years. He is also recommended by Dali Temple and represents Dali Temple. Because someone in the court hinders our government from investigating the case, wouldn't it be unreasonable?This case is on the head of my Jingzhao Mansion. He Dali Temple is only assisting in the investigation. Qin Zhen will really make me mess up! "

Murongfu was born in the Murong family, and he respected Xiao Ziliang of the Xiao family in Lanling, but he called Qin Zhen, the elder of the three dynasties who was born in a poor family and highly respected, by his first name. Discord.

Liu Yucheng pondered for a moment and said: "The sage means to let this person assist the Jingzhao Mansion to investigate the details of the case. Why don't the Lord recommend this person? It will be beneficial and harmless."

Murong Fu frowned: "How do you say that?"

"The case of Ci'en is serious and full of difficulties. It is really like looking at flowers in a fog. If one accidentally makes a mistake, it is a major event that will be dismissed from office. If such a major case can be handed over to Shen Sui for investigation, Jingzhao Mansion Helping from the sidelines, getting out, the investigation is good to count his credit, and we can get some credit. If we can't find out, we can also push the responsibility to Shen Sui, and we won't be too involved." Liu Yucheng said.

Murong Fu frowned even tighter.After thinking for a long time, he said in a deep voice:

"This matter still needs to be weighed. This case happened within the jurisdiction of the government. It is the duty of the government to investigate the case. It may be difficult for the saint to agree. If the saint sees our intention to shirk, the future career will be difficult. Yes. If something really happens, Dali Temple will be offended, adding another headache."

"Your Majesty, it has always been difficult to be a parent in the capital, and the future is uncertain, so we should consider what matters right now." Liu Yucheng persuaded.

Murong Fu hesitated again and again, finally sighed and said: "Alas... well, I will wait for someone to write a letter and present it to the saint tomorrow, let's try it."

The author has something to say: Open a new article, according to the old rules, the first three chapters will be updated consecutively.There are some points that need attention in this article. Let me explain it first while Chapter 1, and you can also see it in the copy:

1. This is a historical fiction with the background of the Tang Dynasty.There are many familiar historical figures who will appear, but they are not really figures in the history of the real world. When I write this article, I will use the combination of fiction and reality. , Stop studying novels as official history.

2. This is a reasoning and suspense essay, mainly solving cases, and of course there are also many emotional descriptions.This is not a completely strict detective novel, the Ten Commandments and the Twenty Commandments, I will only choose some of the more important ones to abide by.In addition, our protagonist will travel frequently, and the map will be changed frequently.

3. It is still the protagonist who is single-minded and infatuated, and it is still 1v1.