The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Like Xidu, Yuancheng foreigners also live in Fanfang, and the scale is larger, the population is larger, and the race is more diverse.Lianjiang Wharf is located outside the Suzaku Gate in the south of the city, and Fanfang was naturally formed in the south of the capital.Because it is too close to Suzaku Gate, it will easily cause traffic and public security problems. According to the planning and arrangement of Yuancheng Government, Fanfang is located in the southwest corner of the capital, in the Nanyouemon Gate on the south west side of the city.

Going west along the avenue, when she was hungry, Song Wei saw a large bustling market in front of her.All kinds of signboards, colorful flags, grotesque figures, and piles of goods, all of which clearly distinguish this area from other areas.

Song Wei rode on a horse, and walked leisurely into this familiar yet unfamiliar world, babbling Tibetan and Xia dialects mixed in, drifting past his ears, and from time to time, he could see shop signboards drawn in Persian and Huihe. Suddenly, there was a sense of security for no reason.

Of course, he clearly knew that this so-called sense of security was purely an illusion.

He paid close attention to the surrounding scene, and found that there were quite a few homeless people like himself.

Unlike the Fanfang in the Western Capital, where people from the Western Regions are mainly concentrated, the Fanfang in the capital can be said to be eclectic, with hundreds of ethnic groups living together.Residents may come from Turkic, Silla, or even Raksha in the north, or from Jiaozhi, Annan, and Nanzhao in the south, and many of them come from overseas, the West, and the East.Probably because there is already a large transfer station in the Western Capital, there are not many people from countries in the Western Regions.

Not everyone who comes to the Kingdom of Heaven to seek gold can realize their dreams, and not every outsider is a decent and honest businessman.The vagrants on the side of the road who have nothing to do include the red-haired ghosts who have failed in business and stayed here, and the oriental vagabonds who are desperate to make a living in foreign lands.

Song Wei looked at it and smiled.Every one of these people looks more unlucky, sadder, and more eye-catching than himself.

In order to better do as the Romans do, it seems that they have to tidy up a little more exaggeratedly.

The most urgent thing is to pretend to be good first.

In front of you is an imposing pharmacy with a familiar signboard.Take a closer look, isn't it the Mu family's shop?The Mu family undertook two procurement tasks for the palace and official fur medicines. Correspondingly, fur medicines gradually spread all over the capital.

Song Wei secretly sighed.It is difficult to protect oneself, the situation is worrying, and it is difficult to recognize acquaintances when they meet face to face.

Pretending to be inconvenient, he slowly climbed off the horse.Walking up to a child who was playing on the street opposite the pharmacy, he said kindly, "Baby, can you please do me a favor?"

His whole body was dirty, and his face was so blurred that he couldn't see his original appearance, but the expression in his eyes was extremely kind, and the child didn't frighten him.Blinking his eyes, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

Song Wei pointed to her own legs, then pointed to the high threshold of the Fan Pharmacy, and said in a tone full of embarrassment and pleading: "My legs are not convenient to get in, please help me buy some medicine. Uncle will give you a copper coin to buy it." Candy."

The child looked at him: "Are you rich?"

Song smiled and took out the money bag that Duguying gave him, and handed it to him in its entirety: "Ask the clerk to leave a penny for you, and buy the rest of the powder. Buy as much as you can."

Seeing that he was really rich, the child took it and ran happily into the pharmacy.

Song Wei sat on the ground, waiting with peace of mind.The folk customs of this era are simple and honest, and he is not worried at all that children will blackmail him.The members of the Mu family will never deceive him just because the buyer is a child.

Not long after, the pharmacy clerk walked out of the store with the child carrying a large paper bag.It was only then that Song Wei remembered that the service of doing business these days is also thoughtful, and he gave it away because he thought it was a child.He hurriedly bowed his head to greet him and bowed to express his thanks.

Henna pollen is a good medicine, but it also has a more common use in the Western Regions of origin: dyeing hair and nails.There are also some ethnic groups who use it for tattooing.

The guy was secretly surprised, wondering why a tramp bought so much henna pollen.Thanks to the fact that Mu's is a big shop, there is enough stock.However, this substance is not poison, even if people buy it to take a bath, it is their own business.As a well-trained service staff of a long-established brand, the guy didn't ask anything, just turned around after handing him the things.The child got a windfall of a penny, and went shopping for food.

There are three hundred Wen in the money bag that Duguying gave.If we only talk about food and clothing, it will be enough for Song Wei to last for a month.From Miss Dugu's point of view, this is already interesting enough.Buying medicine is of course much more expensive than eating, especially exotic medicines.Song Wei weighed the paper bag in his hand, these dyes are not enough to paint the horse several times.After all, prices in the capital are much higher than those in the west.

Chang'an Migui, living in a big place is not easy.

He led the horse, limped and walked slowly to the depths of Fanfang, and walked through the secluded and narrow alleys.As expected, I found what I wanted outside the back door of a certain house in a small alley: a very clean toilet and an old bristle brush.Song Wei grinned, stretched out his hand to take it honestly, and took it as his own.

The more you procrastinate, the more dangerous it will be. If there is no one around, it is better to act now.Song Wei inspected the environment with his eyes, patted it well, tied the rein to the roadside tree, walked out by himself, and found a well at the intersection of several alleys.After fetching half a bucket of water and returning, I estimated the amount and poured henmo pollen into it, which melted into a golden-red liquid.

"Okay, do you like highlights or partial dyeing? How about a multi-layered look?" Song Wei grinned, calming Ma'er's emotions, and kept moving his eyes from side to side, for fear that someone would suddenly appear and catch him.His hands moved quickly, one brush after another, not even sparing the tail, the four hooves and the underside of the belly.A quarter of an hour passed, and the originally gray Deda showed a noble and restrained dark brown.Although it was wet and a bit embarrassing, its image changed drastically because of the overall color change.

Song Wei took a step back, and sighed in admiration: "Really, people want clothes, Buddha wants gold clothes. Well, you look like this, I'll put your price on you like a hard-earned BMW, maybe someone will buy it, haha..."

Deda originally thought that he was going to take a bath for himself, but it turned out to be dry or wet. He was very unhappy, snorted and turned his head, and didn't bother to answer.

Smiling, Song brushed the remaining dye on the horse again, and wiped the last bit of foundation on his face, neck, arms, and palms.I belatedly remembered that I was using someone else's toilet, I felt awkward for a moment, and put it to the back of my mind.Henna tattoos work extremely well and don't adhere very well to smooth skin.But as long as you persevere, it is of course much better than marl.

Xia people believe that the body, hair and skin should not be damaged by their parents.Hair dye tattoos and the like, even if they heard about it, no one tried it.Henna is only used for medicine and dyeing purposes, and few people are familiar with it.

Song Wei led the freshly baked sweaty BMW and continued to walk deep into Fanfang.A toilet and a bristle brush hang on the side of the saddle—tools so useful you should always keep them with you.After all, the time limit for dyeing hair with henna is only half a month, and it must be replenished from time to time.

Stop and go, unknowingly came to the southwest corner.It is close to Youemon, and a large number of coolies gather here. It is considered a slum in Fanfang.

Song Wei found a hostel that looked the most crowded and dilapidated, and walked in.I have been limping all the way, but I gradually lost my inertia.

The clerk glanced at him and didn't move.Turning his eyes to the horse, he regained his energy, and shouted: "Tongpu is five yuan and a single room is ten yuan, and the food and fuel are taken care of by yourself!"

Song Wei asked: "How much is the monthly rent for a single room?"

"The monthly rent is [-] Wen. The customer has never been to the small shop, right? The small shop is the most reputable, and it only deals with repeat customers and long-term guests. It's the first time for a stranger to check in. Sorry, please pay the bill first."

Song Wei frowned and fumbled in her bosom for a long time, then took out her purse.The purse rewarded by Miss Dugu had already been given to the children on the side of the road along with the penny.He dumped all the copper plates in the bag on the counter and counted two hundred.He looked at the rest, sighed, and said another five words: "Get me some food, it doesn't matter anyway. Please prepare some good food for my horse."

Not to mention how Song Wei eats, drinks, sleeps and sleeps, but there is a lot of trouble in the Xianhou Mansion.

According to the usual practice, the guards of the East Court would not find out that His Highness the Sixth Highness was missing until noon at the earliest.However, less than two hours after Song Wei left the mansion, the vanguard of Dugu's former guards sealed the city gate, and the speed of the action was really unexpected.

It turned out that the three guards in the east courtyard were watching the pigeons mating.They were inexperienced, so they didn't know that the pigeons were most afraid of being disturbed at this time, so they laughed loudly unexpectedly.Enraged, the two pigeons spread their wings and flew around like headless flies, refusing to land.

The three of them knew that something was wrong, and watched the two pigeons being taken from Xidu to the capital by His Royal Highness the whole way, they looked like something precious.It's okay to disturb someone's life-long event.After looking at each other in blank dismay for a while, they understood that the Sixth Highness had to be called in to clean up the mess.Fortunately, His Highness Sixth Highness has a kind temper, so he probably won't be severely punished.

After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no movement, worried that something was wrong, so he turned around and called the imperial doctor.A few people went in to have a look, only to find that Li Daitao was lying and the person under the quilt had been replaced.

If it weren't for a few guards who were greedy to watch the pigeons, Song Wei might not even be able to get out of the East Courtyard.But still because he was greedy for pigeons, he went out of the house with his front foot, but he was seen through with his back foot.It can be said that success is also a pigeon, and failure is also a pigeon.

As soon as Qin Xian heard Zhao Jing's narration, he immediately realized that His Highness the Sixth Highness must have left the Marquis Mansion together with the Eldest Prince and Eldest Miss.He has been there since the first confrontation between Song Wei and Dugu, and he has a deep understanding of the methods of His Highness the Sixth Highness, but he felt dark before his eyes, and he had no time to examine carefully, so he galloped to report to Lord Hou in person.

Dugu immediately issued an emergency military order, ordering the guards to block the gate of the city with the force of hunting down Class A criminals, and then returned home.Zhao Jing couldn't explain why, he could only interrogate his son, send someone to recall his daughter, and at the same time asked the most clever Mou Ping to enter the palace on his behalf to report the bad news to the emperor.

Dugu Lai was so frightened by his father that he couldn't utter a single word, and the cause and effect were explained upside down, and he was crying all over his face.Seeing my sister enter the house, I cried even more sadly, it was like a catastrophe.

Duguying didn't look at him at all, lifted her skirt and stepped over the threshold, approached steadily, and knelt down dignifiedly.

Dugu Mian can be endlessly fierce towards his son, but he can't help restraining himself when facing his daughter.

Coldly asked: "Ying'er, where is Song Wei?"

"I want to tell you, Father, Mr. Song followed my motorcade to the Wenchang crossing, and then left on his own. My daughter has no idea where she wants to go after that."

Dugu had expected it long ago, but he talked about everything.Looking at his own children, one was sad and wronged, and the other was stubborn and self-sufficient, suddenly at a loss and helpless.

Dugu Ying kept silent, suddenly took out a small piece of white silk from her sleeve, and handed it to her father.

Dugu took it and recognized Song Wei's handwriting.I saw the words above: "Song Wei entered the cage by mistake. He was definitely not a sycophant. He hoped to escape day and night. If you get the help of the young lady, I will tie a grass to repay you."

The word "嬖仁" was written accurately after asking a guard who had a bit of ink in his stomach around the corner.

Duguying secretly noticed his father's expression.There were two other lines at the end of the white silk: "Miss is controlled by concubine mother, there is something in Song Weifang, which should be a gift from Madam, and it may relieve Miss's worries." She cut it off and burned it at that time.

Holding the piece of white silk, Dugu Mian understood why her daughter was willing to take risks, and led Song Wei the way.He didn't expect his children to be so daring, and what he didn't expect was that at this point, Song Wei was still so heartless and calculating.

After a while, he slapped the table as if venting his anger: "Ying'er, you are so brave! Do you know who Song Wei is? You...why are you so confused!"

Dugu Lai was trembling, but still remembered worrying about his father punishing his sister. Suddenly, he remembered what Brother Song said before he left, and hurriedly shouted: "Daddy, Brother Song left something for..." Inexplicably, he realized that saying that he would add fuel to the fire for his sister, and spat out Two words, "For you..."

"Where is the thing?"

"Under the bed!" Dugu Lai quickly got under the bed and dragged the small box out with all her strength.

Dugu put his hands on the lid of the box, paused, and said to Dugu Ying and Dugu Li: "Go out, kneel outside, and reflect on your mistakes."

Only after the two children walked out of the outside room did they open the box.

The upper floor was full of bottles and jars that he had never seen before, Dugu Mian was a little surprised, he opened it to look, and thought of a possibility, his expression immediately changed.

Uncover the second layer, there is a small white silk package in the middle, under the package is... (you know...)

Dugu's eyes suddenly widened, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

Finally, he took a deep breath and went to unpack the package first.

The ivory pendant wrapped with gold threads lay quietly in the white silk.

There are eight poems written on the white silk, the calligraphy is quite ordinary, and the literary talent is also ordinary:

"I am a fish in the heart of the river,

Happy lake and sea and ditches.

Who knows that there is a life to climb the dragon and the phoenix,

I hope to concentrate on accompanying horses and donkeys.

Why bother to stay in the palace,

Long cherished gratitude is in Yan Lu.

The king is safe and sound every year,

There are more than enough celebrations in the prosperous age. "