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Chapter 1344 The Promise Between Fan Wai and Wan'er
Outside the Imperial City.

Suzaku Gate.

Under the same drizzle, unlike Yang Zaiwei's rushing to intercept and kill, racing against time, Xiao Hei stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the beautiful figure under the paper umbrella not far away.

Back in Datang, what I want to see most is Wan'er.

Because the person who was closest to her back then, besides Li Yan, was this little lady who slept in her arms every night on the way to Tibet as an envoy.

In the past 20 years, a girl who was reduced to the court and suffered from cold and warm since she was a child, has become the all-powerful and powerful leader of the inner guard.

Nowadays, the situation in Chang'an is peaceful on the surface, but in fact there is an undercurrent. Xiao Hei wanted to discuss it with Wan'er, but after seeing it, he was not in a hurry and looked at it quietly.

As if sensing this line of sight, the edge of the paper umbrella moved up slightly, revealing a pair of clear eyes, looking towards this side.

Xiao Hei nodded, and smiled slightly.

Wan'er covered her face with a light gauze, and her eyes were brilliant.

Just as Xiao Hei was about to walk over, a clear voice came from his ear: "This sister looks so familiar, when did we meet?"

The distance between the two sides is tens of feet, and even in the busy streets, the sound transmission is not only extremely clear, but also seems to isolate the surrounding noises, such a cultivation base is really amazing.

However, Li Yan created the way of true qi based on strength back then, which is more in line with the method of true strength. Wan'er is a direct descendant. She has talent, experience and inheritance of property, and there is no shortage of everything. Such an achievement should be taken for granted.

Not surprised, Xiao Hei stood still, and also used magic power to transmit the sound: "I also think that my sister is very familiar, and there is a lot of fate!"

Wan'er took the initiative to walk over, and when she got in front of her, she stretched out her paper umbrella to cover her head.

The two women walk side by side on the streets of Chang'an, their movements are extremely natural, like friends reunited after a long absence.

Wan'er spoke again: "Where did sister come from?"

Xiao Hei said truthfully, "I come from Damascus, the capital of the Great Food Country."

Wan'er's expression remained unchanged: "Where are we going?"

Inexplicably, Xiao Hei felt that this kind of question was very familiar, so he pursed his lips and said, "I'm coming to Chang'an, the capital of the Great Tang Dynasty, to participate in the grand meeting of the saints."

Wan'er said: "Then sister came at the right time."

Xiao Hei shook his head, and sighed deliberately: "It's not the right time. You will know when you arrive in Chang'an. Although the Tang Dynasty is extremely powerful and powerful, it is also undercurrents. There may be disasters, especially in the Daming Palace. There are black clouds. Hood!"

These words are very serious and even seem to be a curse.

Wan'er's expression is still calm: "Born in sorrow, die in peace, under the whole world, there is no leisure and peace, under the prosperity, there is even more danger of death!"

Xiao Hei smiled happily. She was probably the only woman in the world who dared to say these words on the eve of the Qianqiu Festival.

Wan'er continued to ask: "The strange appearance of the Daming Palace, can you elaborate on it?"

Xiao Hei said: "There is nothing more ominous than natural disasters and man-made disasters."

"Natural disasters can be predicted, but as long as the court is stable and the government is clear, the weather will not be smooth every year, and it will be able to relieve disasters and save the people and stabilize the situation."

"This is a man-made disaster, and it should be blamed on those thieves with ulterior motives. We need to take precautions in advance, but don't make a big mistake and regret it too late!"

Wan'er blinked her eyes: "In my sister's opinion, who is the thief?"

Xiao Hei also blinked, and got straight to the point: "The big food dancer, Jilan Mashandi, has evil intentions. As for the ambitious people behind her, my sister has an extraordinary state, so I want to ask you Find out the truth of everything!"

Wan'er said: "Sister, it's absurd. I'm just a mortal, and it's hard to know all the mysteries in the world. I can only do my best."

Xiao Hei grinned, but after thinking about it, Wan'er's words were not wrong.

The strongest person is still human.

But the next moment, Xiao Hei raised his brows slightly and looked around: "Where are we going?"

Wan'er held up an umbrella and led the way. At some point, the two had arrived at Guangzhaifang.

This is the northernmost Fang District in Chang'an, and further ahead is the Daming Palace.

And Wan'er's eyes just looked in the direction of Daming Palace, and said calmly: "Sister, isn't she going to come here?"

"I do have plans..."

Xiao Hei said: "Are you going to take me in?"

Wan'er said: "If my sister is willing, we can go in now. I'm not sure about other places. Only the Beiya Imperial Army in Daming Palace can feel at ease."

Xiao Hei kept walking and said calmly: "You will still catch me after all..."

In her conversation just now, she pointed out that Lanma Shanti, the big food dancer, planned to use the power of the inner guard to find out the real behind-the-scenes instigation. Of course, the reason was out of trust in him.

General Abu said that Xiao Hei did not agree with the prince's motive for killing his father and seizing power, but he also believed that there must be a force among the inner guards that facilitated the entry of the fake envoys to Beijing for the purpose of a full-scale war between the two great powers.

It is difficult to distinguish friend from foe, Li Yan's former team, after 20 years of ups and downs in the officialdom, cannot be completely trusted.

What's more, as the inner guard has grown so much, we can't just look at the high-level cabinet leaders. There are also a large number of middle-level officials who hold important positions and have considerable power.

Fortunately, just as Yang Zaiwei trusted Qiu Shenji, Xiao Hei trusted Wan'er the most. This leader of the inner guard who never sees the end of the dragon is definitely Datang's staunch guardian.

But it was obvious that the other party didn't trust him.

This is also normal, after all, when I met a strange woman on the road and said what I just said, anyone seemed to turn against her.

"It's not an arrest. I do have a sense of familiarity with my sister, and I believe you have no malicious intentions..."

The paper umbrella in Wan'er's hand still covered the heads of the two of them, shoulder to shoulder, and said in a calm tone: "It's just the Duke of Wei and his party, but they have disturbed the peace of the Duke, and this cannot be tolerated!"

Xiao Hei didn't deny it, and asked curiously, "How do you know it's me?"

Wan'er said: "At first, I relied on the smell, and chased all the way to the Suzaku gate. Later, when I saw my sister, I knew that you were someone who entered and exited the Duke of Wei's mansion."

"Worthy of being the successor of Consciousness Strength!"

Xiao Hei thought that when Wan'er first opened her five senses, he was still around, and deliberately snorted: "What's wrong? There are only a few guards there, and it doesn't look like they can protect Zhenwu Shengjun's family. I made such a fuss , I also want to give you a wake-up call, don’t slack off!”

Wan'er shook her head lightly: "Wei Guogong's family doesn't care about fame and fortune, and they don't want to fight with the world. If there are layers of guards, they will feel uncomfortable, and although those people are not many, they are enough to protect ordinary safety, but they can't guard against them like my sister It's just that strong."

Xiao Hei thought for a while, then nodded and said: "With the respect people have for Zhenwu, that kind of guard is indeed enough..."

Wan'er turned her head and looked over: "My sister doesn't seem to believe in the Holy King, but she cares a lot about Wei Guogong's family, which makes me even more curious. Where is my sister from?"

Xiao Hei turned his head: "Want to know my origin? Why don't you make an agreement, if you find out who is behind Lanma Shanti, I will tell you the secret of my identity?"

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, Wan'er nodded: "Okay!"

Xiao Hei smiled: "It's decided!"

At this point in the conversation, the majestic outer wall of Daming Palace was already in sight, and a group of inner guards with neat steps and solemn momentum came to the surroundings like ghosts and ghosts, guarding the two together, formally entered the palace, and arrived at the Hanyuan Hall scope.

The Daming Palace has three main halls, from south to north, namely Hanyuan Hall, Xuanzheng Hall and Zichen Hall, representing the outer dynasty, the middle dynasty and the inner dynasty, forming the basic layout of this palace that symbolizes the supreme power in the world.

On the west side of the Hanyuan Hall, there is an office space for the inner guard, which highlights the special status of not being under the jurisdiction of the three provinces, but directly obeying the orders of the saints. For a period of time, it was even called the Internal Affairs Hall by the courtiers of the outer court.

Wan'er brought Xiao Hei to this political hall, and stopped in a hall at the back: "Sister, please rest here for a few days."

Xiao Hei looked around: "Although it's not an arrest, I thought you'd at least put me in a prison!"

Wan'er said calmly: "Sister has great achievements and is a guest from afar. I have to follow the way of hospitality. I have been wronged in the past few days. I will thank you and apologize after the matter is found out."

Xiao Hei couldn't help but laugh: "You are sincere, anyway, just let the outsiders watch and do things yourself!"

Wan'er was not in a hurry, and made tea with her own hands, and after inviting Xiao Hei to taste it, she got up and said, "Sister, take it easy, I'm going to look for 'man-made disasters'."

Xiao Hei watched her leave, pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his head, and slowly sipped his drink.

In fact, today's environment is a net of heaven and earth in the true sense.

Not only Wan'er, the deep and unfathomable leader of the inner guards, personally showed up to lead people, but there were also a cloud of masters outside, each occupying the main points, and the most elite Beiya imperial guards were on standby at any time, even if Yang Zaiwei came, Also dare not act rashly.

But it doesn't work on her alone...

When Xiao Hei was drinking tea, a strange golden hair protruded from his sleeve, gradually turning into an identical self.

No better than Brother Hou's life-saving vellus hair, which can conjure up eloquent and vivid incarnations. This is an illusion, and it can only perform the most basic actions, but it is enough to confuse the watchers outside.

After the illusion was created, Xiao Hei arranged for her to sit on the ground, while he used the invisibility method to leave the yard quietly.

Be silly, my sister can spell!

Wan'er's guess was correct. Xiao Hei's original plan was to visit the Daming Palace and see with his own eyes the first dancer of the Great Eclipse, Lan Masanti.

As a detective, the investigation of the case must be from beginning to end, and even the closest people cannot be entrusted with full authority.

Going forward at both ends is more secure.

Well, including Yang Zaiwei’s side, it should be a three-way process!

And Xiao Hei thinks that she has more advantages. As an outsider, she doesn't need to pay attention to the intricacies of the Tang Dynasty's internal forces, and she is in the Daming Palace. This is the best time to find the truth.

"When I find out who's behind the scenes, faster than Wan'er, I'll see her reaction then!"

Xiao Hei is narrow-minded, and since Wan'er showed up, she has been calm and calm. If she breaks this calmness, it will definitely be very interesting.

With a goal, walking between the palaces and gardens, he became more and more motivated. Xiao Hei observed all the way and nodded secretly.

She had only been to the Potala Palace in Tubo back then, and had never been to the Daming Palace. She couldn't compare how much the palace had changed 20 years apart, but through observation, she still found that there was no luxury here.

It seems that although Li Hong was obsessed with cultivating Taoism and ignored the government, he was not extravagant and extravagant.

Of course, Xiao Hei doesn't want 20 years to pass and Li Hong become the obscene king he used to hate. Now he is in a good mood when he sees the big one.

Of course, the so-called simplicity is relative to the emperor. On the eve of the Qianqiu Festival, the palace is also decorated with lanterns and festoons, slaves and maidservants come and go, lively and lively, and the sound of silk, bamboo and wind music is heard from a distance.

The Taichang Temple is in charge of the outer court rites and music of the Tang Dynasty, while the inner court is under the Jiaofang. The music and dance for the Qianqiu Festival this time is jointly in charge of the two. The location divides a large site.

Xiao Hei walked over.

From a distance, we can see actors from various workshops rehearsing various dances, music, and operas. There are 300 people in total, but they are very neat and orderly, without any clutter.

The musical instruments they use are of all kinds, such as drums, small harp, large and small pipa, guzheng, long piccolo, shengxiao, etc., there are nearly dozens of categories, and they are available in all countries.

In fact, the Dashi Mission also brought their own musical instruments this time. Once played on the Qianqiu Festival, it will be sought after by neighboring countries.

They are also big countries. In terms of cultural influence, the distance between Dashi and the Tang Dynasty has become wider and wider, and it is gradually difficult to catch up.

Just thinking about it, the melodious and loud drumming has already entered the ears, which refreshes the spirit.

Xiao Hei looked over, and saw that it was a rather peculiar drum instrument, with skin on both sides, a big head and a thin waist, and drumsticks wrapped in red silk. Changeable, very good at mobilizing people's emotions.

"Jiegu~"

Xiao Hei stopped and watched.

Jie drum is said to originate from the Jie ethnic group. It was very popular in the Tang Dynasty and is most suitable for playing fast-paced music.

In history, Li Longji was proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, especially the Jiegu, known as the eight-tone drum, and the drumsticks discounted by himself filled several cabinets, which shows how many times he played.

In the Great Tang of this world, there is no such thing as Li Longji, but during the Qianqiu Festival, Li Xian, Li Xian, Li Dan and Princess Taiping will all come to celebrate the birthday of the emperor's brother Li Hong. As Li Dan's son, he is not yet ten years old. Li Longji will also enter the palace.

Not to mention the son of the clan who didn't know whether he should be thankful that his parents have both, or lost his chance to win the championship. The programs performed on the Qianqiu Festival are not as scattered as those of later generations. It shows the peak style of Tang Dynasty.

At this time, Jiegu participated in the performance of the prologue part, which belongs to the clear performance of musical instruments. After the atmosphere is created, it begins to enter the libretto, which consists of several songs. The first part is called the head of the song. Head" is the title of the Daqu "Shui Tune".

As for the dance, it is in the ending part, called Po, also known as Wuben, which brings the performance to a climax.

Xiao Hei listened to the instrumental ensemble and saw the singers walking to the stage. He knew that the rehearsal of the big song had officially begun, and subconsciously looked at the dancers.

The dancers are easy to find, their clothes are too eye-catching, the rich and gorgeous palace skirts, the half arms of the colorful weaving feathers, the golden beaded cloak hanging from the elbows, and the tassel tassels on the chest, revealing an undisguised beauty and publicity.

Xiao Hei looked carefully and frowned slightly.

She felt that the first dancer Lanma Sandy was not among them.

"Lan Mashandi is good at flying to the sky, but it is impossible to perform a whole piece of dance music as a whole."

"Either it is modified and integrated into the existing Daqu rhythm, or... a solo dance!"

"If it's the latter, then you can be honest and not rehearse with other actors!"

Xiao Hei gently sniffed her nose, constantly comparing the messy smell with the crowd here, and finally separated a distinctive, elegant and delicate fragrance, which guided her steps towards the northwest.

Two quarters of an hour later, she came to a remote courtyard.

"Is it here?"

The Daming Palace is too big. During the Li rule period, many palaces were vacant. Since Li Hong was not extravagant, there were naturally many vacant places. This is one place that was used temporarily and set up a stage.

The faint aroma lingered on the stage, which was obviously left by someone who had practiced on it. Xiao Hei circled around and penetrated into the room through the window.

There were two maids lying inside, their chests rising and falling slightly, seemingly sleeping lazily, but Xiao Hei checked carefully and found that they were sleeping very deeply, probably because they had taken medicine...

"This person's behavior is both bold and cautious!"

Xiao Hei sniffed his nose again, and found that the whereabouts of the smell could no longer be traced.

Although her sense of smell is far sharper than that of humans, it is not omnipotent. Once it is intentionally concealed, it can still be covered up.

And the temporary resident of this yard, when he was practicing, left behind an obvious fragrance. When he went out at this time, he not only fainted the maidservant, but also covered the fragrance on his body.

I really didn't expect to meet a "peer", Xiao Hei, who walked swaggeringly in the palace, and left a phantom body at the inner guard, so why is this Lanma Shandi?
"Miyagi Imperial Guard, there is a problem with the Jedi!"

"Taichang Temple and Neijiaofang, which arrange the celebration programs, also have internal support!"

"Forget it, just wait for this girl to come back!"

Xiao Hei was just here to explore the situation. If Lanmasanti practiced safely, she would not take action rashly.

Now that the other party dared to make the palace maid dizzy and act alone, this is an ironclad proof of conspiracy, and he can take it directly after returning, so he just sits and waits.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes, and practiced silently, not in a hurry.

Time flew by, and the sound of drums came from far away from outside the palace wall. When Xiao Hei opened his eyes again, the afterglow of the setting sun had faded, and the lanterns were rising in the palace, and there was another scene.

But Ramasandi has not returned yet.

Xiao Hei stood up, his eyes darkened.

Something is wrong!
Even if everything is taken care of, in a place like Daming Palace, it is a big deal to be able to squeeze out an hour to go out and explore.

The disappearance for such a long time was not due to arrogance or domineering or well-thought-out plans, it was probably an accident!

She walked towards the rehearsal site ahead, but before she got there, she saw commotion in front of her.

A large number of actors rushed in one direction, and a voice came from afar: "Who is the one who fell into the water?" "That big food dancer is very arrogant!" "Hey, a small citizen of the country, you want to dance solo to flatter the saint, you deserve it!" It will end like this!"

Xiao Hei's heart sank.

No way……

Die again?
(End of this chapter)