Tang Dynasty detective

Di Jinghong: "Zi Yu."

Donnie Yen: "Let's go."

Aftermath.

Yen Ziyu knew that this time was a catastrophe, not a joke.Now he finally understands why Zhang Yuqing is willing to give up the Zhang family's hereditary family status and go to Guanlan College to become a bronze-level judge. This Ninth Princess is really a savage and willful girl. If Her Royal Highness is in a bad mood and catches up, he, Di Jinghong and Liu Boen will die.

The three of them left Shaolefang in a hurry, trotted forward, made sure no one was chasing them, and then began to gallop. The sky began to rain lightly, and they hurried all the way to the inn actively and slowly, regardless of the cover.Ye Chang has many dreams, Yen Ziyu thought to himself, it would be easy for the nine princesses to clean up the three of them in Shaolefang, if something goes wrong, it will be blamed on Guanlan, saying that their judge went to Lefang for dereliction of duty, he deserves to be taught a lesson, but the inn is Guanlan after all. It's better to go back to the inn and make mistakes in your own territory.Although the Ninth Princess has a noble status, Guanlan College still has a certain status in the world. With her hot temper, if Guanlan can be dealt with, she will go up the mountain now. She must be afraid of not going up the mountain until now.

Halfway through, Di Jinghong held onto Zhen Ziyu, panting heavily, "Slow down, no one will catch up."

Yen Ziyu couldn't run anymore, he bent down and leaned on his knees to breathe out, just as he straightened his arm, he gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, the whip from Princess Nine hit his arm, the rain soaked his sleeves and made Yen Ziyu shudder in pain frown.

Liu Boen said: "Why don't you find a clinic? The crazy girl's methods are too vicious, no wonder Brother Yuqing avoids her."

Zhen Ziyu said: "It's okay, let's talk about it when we go back, we can hold on."

"what sound?"

"Iron cavalry!" A member of the Shence Army.

"run!"

"Ziyu, why are the cavalry chasing us?"

"I don't know, but I'm injured. If they bump into me, I can't explain why. Brother Boen, let's go separately. Let's lead the cavalry away. You can take a detour back to the inn. If we can't go back, let Brother Yuqing find a way." .”

Zhen Ziyu and Di Jinghong left the main road and turned into an alley, the alley was narrow, the cavalry stopped and dismounted to chase after them.

Di Jinghong panicked, "Ziyu, you are injured, you go first."

"Walk together."

Di Jinghong said: "We are not familiar with the terrain, so we can't walk together."

"Stop talking, follow me."

Yen Ziyu is quick-witted and intelligent. He has mastered calligraphy and painting in ancient books since he was a child. He has ingenious skills. He has studied the fragments of "Chang'an Map" drawn by Lu Dafang, a famous scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty. According to the fragments of stone carvings and the layout of Chang'an City recorded in ancient books, I have drawn many maps of Chang'an by myself.When he was active in Chang'an City today, he paid attention to the layout here, which was not much different from the description in the ancient books handed down from generation to generation.The layout of ancient cities in China for thousands of years is symmetrical, and you can outline the city in your mind with a little guesswork.

The rain is getting heavier.

Chang'an is very dry, heavy rain is rare, luckily tonight.

The rain washed away the turbid sky, and the crime was covered in the endless night. Yen Ziyu led Di Jinghong out of the band gathering area.

The two stopped to catch their breath, their bodies were already numb from the tense escape.Di Jinghong reached out and touched Zhen Ziyu's back and arms, which were sticky and had a fishy smell, "Ziyu, you left a lot of blood, a lot."

Whiplash and running quickly, Yen Ziyu was already fainting, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, we're almost there."

Di Jinghong's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his heart ached, "Ziyu, where are we going?" It was dark here, not in the direction of the inn.

The pursuers were not far away, and the group of people stepped on the puddles and rattled, and some people deliberately slowed down.The imperial army of the Tang Dynasty formed a team of 50 people, a group of ten people, and an army of five people. There were about ten cavalrymen just now, and five people chased them into the alley.

Zhen Ziyu led Di Jinghong to a low eaves, and whispered: "Jinghong, help me untie the bag around my waist. Cover your mouth and nose, and sprinkle the powder in the leather bag on the low eaves. "The biggest advantage of these medicinal powders is that they do not disperse when exposed to water, but they can produce chemical reactions, corrode human skin, and cause abscesses to fester.

Di Jinghong complied.Zhen Ziyu asked Di Jinghong to open the bag again, and put his left hand directly into the bag, using the rain and the bag to cover up the blood dripping from his arm.

……

Di Jinghong touched the gangster Zhen Ziyu to bandage the wound, his movements were as gentle as touching silk, "Brother Yu Qing, do they know we are here? Will they not find us?" He was afraid that Zhen Ziyu would be hurt, so he wanted to spread out attention.

In the darkness, Yen Ziyu actually brought Di Jinghong into Lingtailang's house.There is a seal on the door here, people from the Shence Army will not rush in, and it is finally safe for the time being.

Yen Ziyu gasped, "It's okay, when it's dawn, even if we go out in an open manner, the Shence Army won't dare to do anything to us, they just want to take advantage of the opportunity of patrolling, quietly in the night Just kill a few people, they dare not act rashly during the day."

"Why?"

"They are afraid that Dali Temple will find Lingtai Lang first."

The two did not dare to start a fire. Di Jinghong found some old clothes in the inner room of Lingtai Lang's house, and groped to help Zhen Ziyu bandage the wound. Zhen Ziyu always carried the wound medicine with him. It's okay, Di Jinghong hugged him carefully, he bit Di Jinghong's shoulder, he could bear it.

"Didn't you say that the Shence Army has nothing to do with this matter?"

"It's just a guilty conscience."

"Ziyu, hold on, you'll be fine soon."

"Hmm~ The Shence Army has a guilty conscience. They are worried that Wei Luo really revealed some secret before his disappearance. They also want to know the content. The young prison was beheaded within a few days after he was released from prison. Someone must have ordered this. They are weighing the East Palace. How much confidence you have is related to the question of who will assist you in the next step."

Yen Ziyu sighed heavily, feeling bored.Escaping under the iron cavalry of the Shence Army is extremely dangerous.Brother Nine, you often say that you don’t have to know kung fu, but you must know how to escape, otherwise one day you won’t be around, and I will be bullied. You see, I said I can. This time, did I do well?

"Okay." After bandaging, Di Jinghong broke out in a cold sweat. He was already drenched, but now it was wet and cold, and he couldn't help shivering. "Ziyu, take off your clothes and lie down on the bed. I'll wring them out to dry, otherwise I won't be able to wear them tomorrow."

"Hmm~ hiss." Zhen Ziyu sighed slightly, his hands were numb due to blood loss and exhaustion.He had to use one hand to take off his pants.

"I'll help you." Di Jinghong stretched out his hand and hesitated again, "Can you?"

"Well, wipe it for me, it's drenched." Zhen Ziyu's breath was a little soft, and he unintentionally acted coquettishly, as if whispering in his ear.

"..."

Di Jinghong helped him put a quilt on his shoulders, and then helped him take off his shoes and pants.

The night was really too deep, there was thunder and rain outside, and the flushed faces of the people in the house were hidden in the darkness.Di Jinghong had all kinds of pictures in his mind, but he couldn't help but didn't want to think about it. For some reason, he felt that the face of the beauty on the Shaolefang stage became Zi Yu, with seven points of coldness and three points of charm.

His fingertips were burning hot, and he trembled violently when he accidentally touched the cold and smooth skin.

Di Jinghong's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice seemed to be hot, "Wipe~ wipe it off." He put the wet clothes by his side and helped Zhen Ziyu pull the quilt.

"Ah."

"Ziyu, does it still hurt?"

"much better."

"Ziyu~uh~ Ziyu."

Yen Ziyu kissed him, and in a panic, he touched that smooth body with a slight touch of his finger, and his breathing was all messed up.

Di Jinghong was also naked, and restrained his hand from being charming, Zhen Ziyu pressed his hand, "It's not good to be like this. When I recover, I can do whatever you want."

Whatever you want.

……

The night was quiet.

Zhen Ziyu was wrapped into the arms of the people around him, and they held them carefully.

He felt that he was too lucky, so lucky that he was a little strong in the outside world, and the courage he had held up during the day turned into an inexplicable guilt at this moment, Yen Ziyu, how could you be able to meet this person in two lifetimes.He asked Di Jinghong if he was afraid and wanted to protect him, but in fact he was even more afraid, afraid that he didn't deserve so much, that if he gained a lot, he would lose money, and someone would steal it.

In the last life, he shielded himself from the wind and rain, and didn't let anyone hurt him. He put himself in the palm of his hand, and no matter how he made a small temper, he coaxed, pampered and humbled. Those one hundred and eight tricky rules The family stipulated, and he would guard it without saying a word. As long as he was happy, he would give anything. He gave his heart and gave his life.

In this life, he protected himself behind him again, even if it was just a slight movement, Yen Ziyu could feel peace of mind.Zhen Ziyu wanted him to be obedient, not because he wanted to act coquettishly, but because he was afraid that he would get into trouble, get hurt, or be bullied. Zhen Ziyu wanted to teach him all the skills he had taught him in his previous life.

"Ziyu, what are you thinking?" Zhen Ziyu's eyes flickered, and Di Jinghong knew that he was still awake.

"Did it bother you?" Zhen Ziyu habitually lowered his head and buried it in the chest of the person beside him. He was going to sleep in this position.

When they were sleeping, they kept hugging like this. The man would circle a nest, let Ziyu lie down comfortably, and then tell him various jokes. Ziyu likes to listen to new things in the West, so the man would It is a sequel with added oil and vinegar, and Ziyu can't help kissing him when he hears the excitement. His jaw is sharp and angular, but it's always a little cold. Ziyu wants to warm it up. Severe punishment, Ziyu scolded him, but he never blamed him in his heart, he was willing to do anything he liked.

Di Jinghong thought he was thinking about the case, "Ziyu, don't worry, I'm here. If it doesn't work out, the superiors will blame me, and I'm taller and I'll bear it."

"Customer."

"Ok?"

"From now on, we must follow Guanlan's rules. Anyone who buys a case is called a customer. Don't make a mistake." After Zhen Ziyu finished speaking, he raised his head slightly. Although the night was very dark, Di Jinghong could feel that he was watching look at yourself.

Di Jinghong nodded obediently, "Remember, customer, if the customer blames you, don't be afraid."

Zhen Ziyu said: "The client will not blame, the client will only reward, because we will handle the case quickly, as long as..."

Di Jinghong, "As long as I am obedient."

"Well, you're so good." Zhen Ziyu rewarded him, and kissed him lightly on the chin.

It's great that Di Jinghong brought people closer together again.