Nightfall

The rank of Yushitai is not high, and the power is not small. From the history of Liupin's servants, it can actually be regarded as an important figure in the bureaucratic system of the empire. This kind of people enters and leaves the place with strict security, whether in the Yamen or near the mansion There are a lot of subordinates who guard, and a poorly-selling young man wants to kill an imperial history in Changan, the capital city of the Tang Empire. This sounds a bit of a fantasy, and it is still an oriental fantasy of personal heroism.

But Ning Que did not consider **** the other party at all. In his view, murder is the easiest thing in the world. The beginning of his life history began with a murder. Later, he was jammed in the grassland at the border of Beishan Road at the border of Minshan, and his blade fell under the arrow. How many beasts and humans have been dropped.

He only cares about one thing now-how to kill Yu Shi Zhang Yiqi has not yet been discovered-how to trust his killing skills, but facing the powerful government of the Tang Dynasty, think of those unfathomable in Chang'an City The strong man, he knows that if he can't get out quickly afterwards, he must certainly simply die to the end.

There is very little information about Zhang Yiqi on the oil paper, and it is not suitable for Ning Que's plan. Except for one of them: Yu Shi Zhang Yiqi's temperament is serious, but I heard that the disease of **** in the dark is very serious, and he often goes to the land of wind and moon in private. . It's just that this family has a fierce wife and carries the reputation of imperial history, so they are very cautious when buying Huanhuan. After all, Drow is just a bottom spy of the military department.

"There are so many buildings in Chang'an City, where would you go?"

Ning Que frowned and thought hard, overturning the previous idea of ​​tracking the other party to find the blue building. Since the professional spy of the military department could not use this conventional method to find out where Zhang Yiqi ’s Ecstasy House is, this royal History must have its own set of methods. And the living preferences of officials like these, presumably the Chang'an people who love babbling in the teahouse will not care too much, so it is difficult for him to get what he wants from the streets, things become a little troublesome.

Supported his jaw and stared at the rain after Qingyang stared for a long time, he suddenly stood up.

He was in a bright mood at the moment, and finally understood that this was no different than hunting in the Minshan Mountains and cutting wood on the grasslands. Since he wanted to know where the old bear and the horse thief were, there was no good general who the old hunter had provided to you. Map, then the only thing you can do is use your own feet to walk into Minshan and into the grassland, to see the signs of wear on the bark, the dung in the wild grass, and the ash from the fire buried under the mud .

He is a good hunter and an excellent woodcutter. He can use these details to determine which mountain the old bear hid in and may have been injured. He can also determine how many people in that nest of horse thieves have ever left Subi Lake. Then he believes that he must also be able to judge the living habits of a Datang Yushi through the details he has observed in person, and find a way to kill him silently. The most important thing he needs to do now is to enter Changan city.

"I'm going out to go shopping." Ning Que stretched his waist, confessed to Sang Sang, and went out.

Sang Sang chased at the door and asked the door: "Where are you going? Do you want me to follow?"

Ning Que understood what she was worried about and smiled and replied: "Some places you can't follow."

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Walking on the sunny Changan street, Ning Que's mood became good. The blood in the spring rain was deliberately forgotten by him, and then he turned himself into a young scholar studying abroad. After finishing a few idle books, then began to wander between Yu Shitai and Zhang Fu.

The next day, he walked in the shade of the willow tree and stood beside the sugar man stall, watching the square-faced, imposing and imposing Yushi Master from the crowd out of Yushitai and back to his house. Looking at the powerful follower of Kong Yu next to this master of the history, watching the disciplined security forces in the streets, watching the Yulin Army galloping occasionally galloping beside him, he became more and more sure that he could not use the street to riot to kill people. Kind of tricks.

It seemed that there was no gain during the whole day. In the evening, the gate of Zhangfu ’s house opened wide. Master Yushi seemed to go to someone for a formal banquet. Mrs. Yushi and several women dressed as concubines walked out the door, and the casual men on the street pointed at it with a smile Speaking of envy, Ning Que, who was drinking herbal tea in the tea shop, noticed some details. Except for the lady with an indifferent and thin figure, the concubines and waitresses were all very plump.

Men ’s aesthetic preference for women has always been not reflected through their wives, but through concubines or lovers. Sometimes marrying a wife is because of the money because of the future ... there may be something vain like love, and they collect The purpose of the concubine or lover is very simple, purely to conform to the idea of ​​sex.

"Like the plump girl." Ning Que looked at the concubines who stood behind the mistress like a quail, but in the eyes from time to time proudly slyly smiled and thought in silence.

Following Master Shi's sedan chair out of the four streets, watching the sedan enter a magnificent Prince's mansion, Ning Que quietly glanced at the door of the Prince's mansion, then turned around and walked casually to a lively place, looking for a freeman Asked: "This friend, I want to know, is there a girl in Chang'an City who is famous for his richness?"

This is a stupid question, but after passing a silver horn, even a stupid question can get a less stupid answer. In the eyes of the idle man, Ning Que suddenly became a rich and tender face from Chang'an. Tubaozi scholar, after making two teasing laughs, held the teapot with great professional ethics and introduced him to Fengyuehang in the city of Chang'an. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Listening to the name that is more complicated than the college entrance exam papers, Ning Que rubbed his eyebrows and smiled bitterly: "Too many, which ones are the most expensive? And the environment should be quieter."

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Holding the names and addresses of several famous green buildings, Ning Que searched for the brightly lit streets of Chang'an, and hesitated in that romantic place. He didn't go in some buildings, only to look at the appearance and surrounding environment to determine the royal Master Shi is definitely not a regular visitor here, this is purely a hunter's intuition.

The problem is that he is really not good at hunting in this kind of place. He was sent by the tortoises at the door to greet the guests, but he never got in. He could n’t help feeling embarrassed. When he walked outside the fourth blue house on the list Finding yourself this way is not only stupid but also extremely stupid.

There are many green buildings in Chang'an City, and the environment is quiet and noble, and which building will not have a red card girl with a full body? This is like a blind bear going to collide randomly, is there too little chance to meet the old bear.

When he lingered outside the Qinglou for a while, he turned away and suddenly heard a silver bell-like sound coming from behind him. Those crisp laughter drifted far away on Chang'an Street, attracting countless people's attention.

Ning looked back suddenly, and saw the lights of the blue building dimmed. The Iraqi people who had not started work were leaning on the fence and laughing.

"Too bully!"

He squeezed the heavy silver bag in his sleeve and looked at the beautiful prostitutes upstairs who had a charming smile on their eyes, and put their hearts across, raised their heads, and lifted the front of the scholar's shirt. New Era.

(201109182127 revised)