The lights are on.

There are 108 markets in Chang'an City with lights like seas and tourists like tides. Xu Buling brought Lao Xiao and came to Dayefang to look for Zhu Manzhi.

There are many gentry gathering in the market, and white horse carvings are flowing endlessly. Apart from the lack of various neon lights, the prosperity is not as good as modern, and the scenery is even more exaggerated.

When you get here, you can rarely see warriors with weapons on the street, most of them are holding fans, and occasionally two scholars walking with swords are used as decorations.

Although I rarely go out after arriving in Chang'an, I have been to Daxingfang many times. Apart from banquets from various princes and princes, the most important thing is to buy wine.

This place is not far from the Imperial College. If the "Dragon Locking Gu" on his body is not drunk to suppress the poison, Wanyi will feel heartbroken. The Sun Family Shop in the market is a century-old shop. The "Broken Yu Shao" in the town is famous for its best effect. If you drink this every day, you will really fall in love with it after a long time, and occasionally you will come here by yourself.

He led the horse into a bluestone alley, and from time to time, there were wine guests carrying wine pots or blushing faces. Most of the wealthy people in Daxingfang were home, but there were no drunk people who were drunk like mud.

The Sun family shop is deep in the alley, and the yellow wine banner is hung with the word "Sun". The shop is not big, there are only three square tables inside, and there are more than a dozen wine jars.

Because of its popularity, there are guests at three tables. A man from the Jianghu sat on one table inside, wearing a black suit and a hat and a long sword on the table. Only a slender back was seen, looking like a woman and tall.

Xu Buling glanced at him and noticed that the man in the martial arts world turned his head slightly and was alert. He did not look around anymore. He took off the wine gourd from Ma Ce and spoke:

"Give me a pot of wine."

"Okay, Sancai, make a pot of wine... Oh, the young master comes here by himself today. What a rare guest, or is it the same as before?"

"Um."

"Haha... the young master is really a huge amount. A pound of broken jade every day cannot be broken. Half of the wine brewed in the small shop this year has been put into the young master's stomach..."

Manager Sun is in his sixties, with gray hair and graceful looks very kind, and he has been brewing wine for a lifetime. His son doesn't come back often after his career, and usually stays alone in the wine shop. Because of his good craftsmanship, there are many people who come to learn the arts. Manager Sun also refuses everyone, just because he is afraid that his ancestral craftsmanship is bad in his own hands.

The apprentice Sancai in the shop should be new. He has never seen him before. He looks honest and honest. He opened the wine jar and poured a pot of wine carefully and handed it over.

Xu Buling chuckled, took out a ingot of silver from his sleeve, threw it to Sancai, and then led his horse to leave the wine shop. As soon as he walked not far away, a sound came from behind:

"Shopkeeper, I'll give it too much."

"This young man has always been like this. If you give too much, take it and save it well. Don't bet anymore. If your wife runs away, she will still bet. Be careful if you lose completely, you will bet..."

"I have a sense of responsibility..."

Xu Buling frowned slightly, stopped, thought for a while, and finally led his horse out of the alley...

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In the Sun shop, Sancai took the silver in his eyes and bit his mouth, and then kicked it carefully into his arms.

Manager Sun brought peanuts and cold dishes to the three tables of drinkers, still talking in his mouth, and he said a few words to the drinkers on the table from time to time.

There are all people drinking here. I heard that when I was disguised today, no one confirmed it, and it was just a matter of elegant and interesting.

The Jianghuke, who was facing the alley, raised her hat slightly at this time, revealing her slender lips and chin. Her skin was better than winter snow, and her red lips were like vermilion paint. Just half of her face could make people feel her charming national color. She lifted her bare hands and took the wine bowl, and a little cold sound came out:

"Shopkeeper, who is the one who is just now?"

Manager Sun has runs a wine shop all his life, and he has never seen the beautiful beauty before. He put the peanuts on the table and laughed:

"I don't know, it should be the young man from a certain family in the city. The fox fur on his body is not cheap, either rich or noble, he looks so handsome that he doesn't look like a little worse than a girl..."

The woman curled her lips and said, "It looks weak, I'm afraid she's addicted to wine and emptied her body..."

Manager Sun was stunned, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "This young man is not worthy at all. He is different from those young men who are rich and rich, and he is also a good person..."

"hehe……"

The woman didn't answer the conversation, but just started eating on her own...

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On the other side, in a tavern on the street, the banners were yellow, and there was constant noise inside, and there was also the sound of shaking dice. Many sloppy men surrounded them, and a brazier was burning in the middle.

The female detective Zhu Manzhi held a wine bowl that was bigger than her face, frowned and worried.

After her parents disappeared, she went to the yamen to be a constable. She got up early and worked hard for a long time before she was transferred to Chang'an to become a wolf guard. She thought she could enter the document library to see what happened that year, but she found that she was completely unqualified.

Only by catching thieves can she be promoted by making meritorious contributions, but she wanted to catch them, but Chang'an City was in good weather and rain without closing her doors at night. Even in Yongningfang, she could not meet a few thieves in one day, and she had to share them with her two teammates. The long road made her feel that the future was dark.

At the wine table, a tall man with a figure as big as an iron tower, with a monopod on a stool, sitting boldly, and speaking comforted:

"Manzhi, don't worry. It will take ten years of hard work to enter Tianzi Camp. You know the whereabouts of your uncle and aunt. Liu Houer and I will give you more credit."

The tall and thin Liu Houer drank a mouthful of wine and smashed her mouth: "Yes, the last time the Fumanlou private salt case was divided by the Imperial Guard and our commander. I also remembered a great merit on you. If you remember two more great merits, you will be able to enter the Tianzi Camp. What's the matter?"

Zhu Manzhi sipped the yellow wine in a small sip and snorted: "Why are you so lucky? If you hadn't happened to run into Prince Xu last time, the case wouldn't have been handled."

"That's true..."

While Liu Houer spoke, she turned her head to look at the street. Suddenly her eyes narrowed, and she raised her hand to pat the man in the iron tower next to her: "Wang Dazhuang, look, there is a fool."

Zhu Manzhi and Wang Dazhuang looked out the window, but saw an old man with a crutch on the street, walking with difficulty, his eyes were dim and dull, and he used his hands to beat his old waist from time to time.

Zhu Manzhi recognized this old man and often told stories in the tea shop on the back street. Today, the old man had a purse hanging around his waist, and the outline of the silver was bulging. It was probably dozens of taels to scan it at a glance.

Zhu Manzhi was stunned: "This old man has lost money when he brings so much money out. Why don't he ask for robbery..."

His eyes swept across the street, and there were indeed a few men with sting eyes leaning towards the old man. The old man was so desperate that he walked directly into an alley next to him.

"Hey--"

Zhu Manzhi's face looked slightly anxious, and he quickly took the goose feather knife and jumped out of the window and landed steadily on the ground, with two companions following closely behind.

He rushed into the alley quickly and walked out a few feet away. He saw a scene that made people angry next to a pile of thatched piles full of miscellaneous things.

I saw three masked rogues holding short knives in their hands.

The old man leaned against the corner of the wall, holding a crutch in his right hand, tremblingly swung the picture to drive away the villain, holding the money bag in his left hand, and his old man was full of tears and his face was full of grief and anger:

"Come!"

"I'm immortal, I won't teach you some lessons. Is it fake to be my knife..."

"stop!"

Zhu Manzhi was furious. Yan Lingdao "Chenglang" was unsheathed. Her thin body was like a cheetah attacking. She rushed out two feet in an instant and arrived at the three robbers. Yan Lingdao slashed down and landed on the arm of a robber. She never thought that the robber had an iron wrist guard and exploded a few sparks.

clang--

The three robbers reacted very quickly. The man next to him immediately fought back when he saw this and hit Zhu Manzhi with his old fists.

Zhu Manzhi was caught off guard and hurriedly raised his arm to block it. He was beaten to the alley wall. The remaining robber had already rushed to the edge of the wall and handed it out with a knife.

When a warrior fights, the winner is basically in the blink of an eye.

Wang Dazhuang and Liu Houer were pale in their faces, and they were unable to rescue them except for shouting "You dare!"

That's when.

The cold wind suddenly rose in the quiet alley. After three light sounds, a white shadow fell from the sky and landed behind Zhu Manzhi. He held a sword in his right hand and held Zhu Manzhi's back with his left hand to stop retreating.

Zhu Manzhi groaned twice and then fell to the ground before he recovered. He held the knife and was frightened all over his eyes, but saw three robbers shaking, as if their heads were hit hard.

Clang-

The short knife fell, and the three robbers fell to the ground one after another.

Zhu Manzhi was stiff, holding a knife in both hands, looking at the three bandits lying on the ground, and was stunned for a long time before he realized.

When he turned around in shock, he saw a young man in white robe standing beside him, smiling three points and saying softly:

"Girl, be careful."

The voice is magnetic, the appearance is extraordinary, and the pair of peach-blossom eyes are charming.

Zhu Manzhi was stunned on the spot, staring at her foolishly, and after a little while, her face gradually turned red...

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Flying snow spilled in the quiet alley, and two wolf guards tied up three bandits.

At the entrance of the alley, Zhu Manzhi comforted the trembling old Xiao, and told him to hide the silver before letting him leave. He walked back to the alley with a knife. He looked up and saw Prince Xu in white standing in place with a wine gourd, straight and motionless.

She knew the dangerous situation just now. If Prince Xu had not rescued her, she would either die or be disabled.

Zhu Manzhi hesitated for a moment and walked to him and was about to say hello, but Xu Buling raised his hand first:

"It's just a matter of time. Just call me Mr. Xu when you go out."

Zhu Manzhi looked back at the two wolf guards, but did not reveal Xu Buling's identity, and followed him out of the alley:

"Thank you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Buling took a sip of wine and looked at him a few times: "At a young age, I don't stay in the house to embroider and make a girl's red girl. I ran out to learn from men to fight and kill. I met you twice, and you were beaten. Be careful in the future."

Zhu Manzhi chuckled embarrassedly, hooked all the hair in his ears, raised his eyes and took a few glances:

"Thank you Mr. Xu to care... Why are you here?"

Xu Buling chuckled: "There is a chess game in Longyin Pavilion. I wanted to go over and take a look, but I happened to pass by... What's your name? It's not that old, why did you come to Beijing to be a constable?"

"My name is Zhu Manzhi, and the meaning of osmanthus flowers on the branches is full of the branches."

Zhu Manzhi followed slowly behind, and his eyes showed a little loss: "My father gave me a name. When I was a child, I planted many osmanthus trees at home. My mother liked it...

...Two years ago, on the day I just turned 14, my parents suddenly disappeared, and the reporter could not find anyone, so I went to the county government office to work as a constable and searched everywhere...

... Later I heard that the investigation department in the capital knew everything, so I ran over to take a look, and found that the wolf guards in Tianzi Camp could enter the document library to check things..."
To be continued...