Tang Dynasty detective

A certain day of a certain year.

After finishing a major case, Di Jinghong and Zhang Yuqing returned to Guanlan with a heroic appearance and high spirits.

The two walked halfway up the mountain, and Liu Boen rushed over in a hurry.

Zhang Yuqing saw who was coming, his face darkened, and he said seriously: "Boen, how many times have I told you, don't act in a hurry."

Liu Boen dared not speak out.

Di Jinghong quietly pulled Liu Boen's cuff, wanting to chat alone.

Liu Boen looked at Zhang Yuqing, not daring to make a rash move.

Zhang Yuqing sideways walked around the two of them, and said to Di Jinghong, "Master Dean, this subordinate will retire first."

Zhang Yuqing's tone was cold and hard, obviously dissatisfied with the people who kidnapped Di Jinghong.

Di Jinghong hurriedly said: "I will send him back after a few words with Bo En, right now, right now, don't be angry."

Zhang Yuqing turned around, and casually said, "Don't go back, I'll give it to your family."

Liu Boen made a gesture to chase Zhang Yuqing, "Yuqing, Yuqing~ I'll go back with you."

Di Jinghong grabbed him, "Boen, don't go."

Liu Boen pursed his lips, and said angrily to Di Jinghong: "Dean Di, for the money you owe me, [-]% will be added to the interest."

Di Jinghong put his arms around Liu Boen's shoulders, rolled his eyes and wanted to renege on the debt, "They are all my brothers, how hurtful is it to talk about money? Besides, brother Boen has a lot of money, do you still need my little money?"

Liu Boen avoided his hand, "Forget it, I'll go back."

Di Jinghong said: "Wait, don't leave, you still haven't said what you want from me?" You must have a handle in your hands if you want to add [-]% interest, and you must not let him go.

Liu Boen walked forward on his own, and said perfunctorily: "It's all right." It's called perfunctory, but it's actually a threat.

Di Jinghong stopped him, "No, you must have something to do."

Liu Boen stretched out his hand, "Silver."

Di Jinghong: "Yinzi~Yinzi~Born, it's time to advance to the big exam again. Ziyu, Yuqing, me, and I are all palace-level judges. You have to work hard this time."

Liu Boen: "Anyway, I can't pass the exam, so I won't take the exam this time."

Di Jinghong: "No more exams? The dean wants to personally serve as the hall-level chief examiner. The matter of your promotion ~ how can you just let it go?"

Liu Boen's eyes lit up, "Do you really want to be the chief examiner?"

Di Jinghong put on an inscrutable expression and waited for Liu Boen to take the bait.

Liu Boen seemed to be thinking about it very seriously, and then said: "Ziyu is in your study, go and have a look."

Di Jinghong was startled, "It's terrible."

Originally, Yen Ziyu wanted to go with the case this time, but Di Jinghong stopped him with various excuses.Not only this time, Di Jinghong didn't let Yen Ziyu go down the mountain for more than two years.The reasons are varied and varied.

In summary, there is nothing more than one point. The dean feels that it is not safe to go down the mountain.

The dean has the final say on issuing tokens for going down the mountain, and Yen Ziyu has nothing to do.However, when the door is closed at night, Zhen Ziyu has the final say, and Di Jinghong has nothing to do.

Di Jinghong thought to himself, another miserable sleepless night.I don't know if the standing penalty tonight is the golden rooster's independence or one-handed handstand.In a word, miserable!

Why did Ziyu go to the study?

Zhen Ziyu is a principled person, no matter how troublesome he is, he would never go directly to the study to find Di Jinghong.Zhen Ziyu believed that the dean's study was a place to talk about serious business, and the rules should not be messed up, so he didn't go there.

The key is that the landscape painting is placed in the study.

Di Jinghong once thought about taking it away, but he never found a safer place than the study.This thing can't be found by Ziyu, but it can't be lost, otherwise there is no way to explain it to Ziyu.Dig a hole and bury it in the ground~ I'm afraid it will be damaged by too much moisture, find a room to hide it~ I'm afraid it will be stolen.Since Ziyu didn't go to the dean's study often, he simply left it there all the time.

Di Jinghong hurried to the study.

Di Jinghong felt that Zhen Ziyu would not find out, but for some reason, he was inexplicably restless.

Along the way, he planned to take out gifts as soon as he entered the door, and coax people first.

Di Jinghong stood outside the door and adjusted his mentality for a while, calm, calm, calm, nothing, nothing, nothing.Then he took a deep breath and opened the door.

Pushing open the door, he petrified on the spot.

Yen Ziyu was dressed in white and green robe, with a brocade sash fluttering, holding a small knife in his hand, sitting in front of the table, cutting his treasured auspicious dragon pendant, with the landscape painting beside him.

Di Jinghong's first reaction was to run away.

Donnie Yen's three favorite treasures are Di Jinghong, Shanshuitu and Xianglong Pei.Di Jinghong had the cheek to rank himself first.It is said that the auspicious dragon pendant was a token of love that he gave to Ziyu in another life, and the landscape map was the only way they had to go back to that life.

Now, Di Jinghong feels that the number one position is at risk.

In the end, Di Jinghong didn't dare to run, but rushed over to hold Zhen Ziyu's hand, without any concern for the dean's dignity, and cried loudly: "Ziyu, I made a big mistake, just beat me and scold me to vent my anger , don’t cut this piece of jade.”

Yen Ziyu frowned and glanced at the door.How decent is it to be heard?

Di Jinghong didn't care about it at all, and continued to cry.

Yen Ziyu glared at him, then raised his voice, and reprimanded him, "Your nickname is lost, you had a big idea when you lied to me, why are you pretending to be pitiful now?"

Di Jinghong definitely wouldn't listen, and at this time he must express heartbroken and grief, this is experience.

Zhen Ziyu was annoyed by his crying, so he exerted some strength in his hands, and when Di Jinghong realized, the auspicious dragon pendant had been split into two.

Di Jinghong stopped crying abruptly, his face turned pale, "Ziyu, you~" Then he burst into tears again, "You are really willing to score!" He really shed tears, and they were as turbulent as a dike burst.

Zhen Ziyu was annoyed by his noise, lowered his voice, and said, "Don't cry, what does it sound like to be heard?"

When Di Jinghong heard it, Ziyu's tone was not as cold as before, and his crying was effective.He twitched and took a peek at Yen Ziyu, with a small expression of aggrieved but self-aware, as if someone bullied him.

Zhen Ziyu gave him half of the jade in his hand.

Di Jinghong took half of the jade and was flattered, Ziyu kept the half for himself, and Ziyu wanted him back.

Yen Ziyu asked casually, "The landscape painting has always been with you?"

Di Jinghong immediately nodded, "Yes."

Zhen Ziyu frowned, "Aren't you happy to see me mess around?"

Di Jinghong bowed his head, "Ziyu, I didn't mean to trick you, I just ~ no, dare, say it."

Zhen Ziyu slammed his fists on his shoulder, "Am I that unreasonable? The dean has not returned yet, and Guanlan has no backbone, so I have to drag you home, right?"

Di Jinghong took his hand and pulled it into his arms, "No, Ziyu is the most reasonable, but I don't know how to say it because of my clumsy tongue."

Yen Ziyu's eyes widened, "You, mouth, stupid? Your Excellency, are you too modest?"

Di Jinghong said with a smile, "Dean, Dai, foster father will come back sooner or later, he can't stay out of retreat with master for the rest of his life, right?" Neighbors, one person, one mountain, one cave, regardless of world affairs.Di Jinghong still recognized Lin Zhitui as his master. After all, he was a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life, and Lin Zhitui did not really harm him.

Di Jinghong leaned over to pick up the landscape painting, turned it over and looked at it, "Can this thing really go through?"

Yen Ziyu said: "Don't move around~" As soon as the words fell, it was pitch black.His heart skipped a beat, and when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the study, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, he turned his head dizzily, and Di Jinghong was lying beside him.

Yen Ziyu's heart immediately relaxed, he was still alive, that's good. "Jing Hong, Jing Hong, wake up, we are going home."

Di Jinghong was having a sweet dream. In the dream, he hugged Yen Ziyu, making people blushed, ears red, complacent, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yen Ziyu pushed him, and he raised his hand and muttered, "Don't move, be good~ Be good." After speaking, he grabbed the air and wanted to hug him.

Yen Ziyu raised his voice and shouted, "We are going home!!!"

Di Jinghong suddenly opened his eyes.

Yen Ziyu smiled brightly, "We're home!" After finishing speaking, he threw himself into Di Jinghong's arms, tears filled with excitement, "We're finally back, it's great!"

Di Jinghong digested silently for a moment, and suddenly realized, "We have crossed again?"

Yen Ziyu shook his shoulders happily, "Yes, we have crossed again, and we came back together."

"Where did the bold madman come from, dare to make noise here!"

Zhen Ziyu was hugging Di Jinghong and laughing happily, when suddenly a voice came from above his head, the voice was like a human voice but not as real as a human voice, it was a bit ethereal, as if echoing in an empty valley.

The two stopped laughing and looked around suspiciously.

Suddenly, a person appeared out of thin air in front of his eyes, with white hair and a childlike face, dressed in a white Taoist robe.

Di Jinghong stabbed Zhen Ziyu with his elbow, "Ziyu, pinch me." Zhen Ziyu pinched his arm hard, causing him to cover his arm in pain.

Zhen Ziyu said: "Jinghong, pinch me too."

It hurts, not dreaming.

Di Jinghong said: "Did we fall in the wrong place? You can ask him how to get back to Peiping?"

Zhen Ziyu made up his mind and apologized to the Taoist priest, "We took the liberty to stray here and disturb Taoist priest Qingxiu, please forgive me." Di Jinghong quickly followed Zhen Ziyu's apology.

Seeing that they were respectful and polite, the Taoist's expression eased a lot.

Zhen Ziyu: "Dare to ask, where are we?"

Daoist: "Dahao Mountain, Valley of Stars, I am Evening Star."

Yen Ziyu had no memory of this mountain, so he asked again, "How far is it from Beiping?"

Daoist Mu Xing: "I don't know."

Donnie Yen: "Is there a train or ferry?"

Daoist Evening Xing: "No."

Seeing the daoist's blank face, Zhen Ziyu had a bad feeling. After struggling a bit, he still asked the question he didn't want to ask, "Master Taoist, what year is it now?"

Daoist Mu Xing: "The eighth year of the fairy calendar 510."

"Xian! Li!" Zhen Ziyu's legs gave way, but fortunately Di Jinghong quickly caught him.

Still haven't come home!

Suddenly, another Taoist with white hair and childlike face appeared beside Taoist Master Mu Xing. He smiled and said, "Mu Xing, don't scare the two dolls. Hehe, I am Chen Xing."

Daoist Mu Xing retorted: "You are so kind, why didn't you just ask directly? People who are lazy will talk too much."

The two priests quarreled with each other one by one.

Di Jinghong pulled Yen Ziyu to escape.

Just as the two of them took a step, the deep voice of Taoist Master Mu Xing came from behind, "Stop, where are you going?"

Di Jinghong turned around and said, "We won't bother you two Qingxiu, we'll go now, we'll go now."

Daoist Chen Xing: "Don't worry, you two babies, you are mortals, you won't be able to get out of this Valley of Stars."

Zhen Ziyu said: "The relatives at home are worried, we have to return as soon as possible, and ask the Taoist priest to help and point out the maze."

Daoist Chen Xing stroked his long beard, and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say, it's not difficult if you want to go out, as long as you worship me as your teacher and devote yourself to cultivation, you will be able to come and go freely in a short time."

Di Jinghong said: "It won't be long, but ~how long~?"

Daoist Chen Xing counted, "Five or six years, maybe two or three years sooner."

Di Jinghong frowned, "So long?"

Zhen Ziyu comforted him and said, "Three to five years is not very long. In the blink of an eye, I have been in Shuangxi Mountain for three years. Since the Taoist priest intends to make things happen, we should be grateful."

Di Jinghong pondered carefully, and it made sense, three to five years would be three to five years, not to mention Zi Yu was by his side.

Master Mu Xing coughed.

Daoist Chen Xing suddenly realized, and pointed at Daoist Mu Xing, "By the way, he worshiped the two of us as teachers, the two of us."

Di Jinghong said: "Both are good, with two masters, we will definitely be able to practice faster." He and Zhen Ziyu visited the teacher on the spot, sincerely.

After paying homage to the master, Master Mu Xing said: "After apprenticeship, you must have a Taoist name. I see your clothes, why don't you call them 'non-black' and 'extreme white'."

This number is random enough.

It is what the master bestowed.It doesn't matter to Di Jinghong, anyway, he can go out in three to five years, and he will still be Di Jinghong after he goes out.As for Donnie Yen, "Extremely White" is quite suitable for him.

After paying homage to the teacher, Di Jinghong began to worry again, "I don't know if the adoptive father will return to Guanlan. If he refuses to come out, Senior Brother Wei can only take care of the affairs of the courtyard."

Zhen Ziyu said: "Just relax, let's go back after two years."

Daoist Chen Xing and Daoist Evening Xing looked at each other and looked at each other again, as if they were deeply entangled.

Afterwards, they seemed to have reached a tacit agreement, and Taoist Chen Xing said: "By the way, the 'five or six years' mentioned by my lord just now refers to the fairy calendar. You have not misunderstood it, right?"

The two asked: "Five or six years in the immortal calendar, how many years in the world?"

Priest Chen Xing laughed vaguely, "One year in the immortal calendar, but a hundred years in the human world."

collapse!

Isn't that 600 years? !

Di Jinghong and Zhen Ziyu quickly continued to ask: "What year is it in the world now?"

Daoist Chen Xing pinched his fingers, shook his head while counting, looked at Daoist Mu Xing, and said: "We have played more than ten games of chess, and Ji Yan has not abdicated yet."

Ji Yan, this person both Di Jinghong and Zhen Ziyu know each other. Isn't Ji Yan the Eastern Zhou King?How did this go forward again?

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels for your support all the way, it’s over!

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It is brewing and brewing, and I plan to write a comprehension version of Di Jinghong and Donnie Yen's story "Xuanmen Detective" after a while