After crossing the fast-flowing ditch and passing through a hidden and inconspicuous opening in the wall, our eyes suddenly opened up and we emerged in a rather broad passage.
Looking at the corridor wide enough for horse racing and the obvious signs of manual digging and reinforcement on the wall, the young Kingo Fire Chief Zhang Wusheng was dumbfounded and couldn't help but murmured:
"This...this...this, could it be, the origin of the mysterious soldiers from the Divine Mansion?"
Hearing the name "Shenfu Qiwei", everyone present showed some complicated expressions. Because this is an allusion from a period of bringing order to order in Chang'an City when Liang Gong was alive; it is also a story among the people in the future
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It was rumored that there were unscrupulous people in the court who took advantage of the Taixing Emperor to hunt eastward to recuperate. They suddenly launched an army to attack the Liang Gong's mansion, which was left behind, and tried to rob the two palaces of the emperor and the emperor who lived in the south and north. Because the rebellion was coming fiercely,
The entire city of Chang'an fell almost instantly, and even the Liang Mansion was almost razed to the ground.
At this time, the martial arts school, the students of Beijing University, and the city/guan divisions who had disappeared in the turmoil suddenly appeared near the center where the rebels were entrenched, like divine soldiers descending from the sky, and attacked them in one fell swoop.
He destroyed and beheaded them. As a result, all the rebels in the city were leaderless and fell into panic and chaos.
Therefore, in the end, they were surrounded by the newly-organized soldiers summoned from the four fields of Gyeonggi Province; the rebels who initiated the rebellion had almost nowhere to escape; I don’t know how many noble people with rich family backgrounds, so under the single-headed willow outside the Prison Temple,
Thousands of people were killed and their homes were cut off. This story is also known as "The Raiders of the Gods".
"Yes, some people had speculated at the beginning that these corridors and culverts were one of the old places where Liang Gong left underground troops to hide and transfer troops."
The informant Aguan wrote in an understatement: It was as if he had been repeated to the person countless times before.
And in this high and wide corridor, after walking around a corner for only a dozen steps, a partitioned space similar to a warehouse was revealed, filled with all kinds of sundries. Along with the secret door pressed on the partition with heavy objects.
When I opened it, I was immediately hit by a wave of heat and noise.
The next moment appeared in front of them. It was a crowded and narrow underground street. On one side were dense and uneven shacks, huts and houses built against the walls with bamboo and wood frames, rags, straw and other messy building materials.
A simple shop; on one side is an aisle filled with sewage and garbage.
And on the so-called street walls, there are even ghostly symbols, painted with colorful words and layered paintings; and there are all kinds of large and small wooden signs and flags hung on them, which looks messy and decadent.
It also has a beautiful and inexplicable meaning.
As the period continues to evaporate, the smoke and water mist that cannot be dispersed are mixed with all kinds of incense smells; the various scenes of people rubbing shoulders with each other and the flow of people look like the scenes in the city above the ground.
There is not much difference in the open-air market.
And the ubiquitous dim or bright lights, as well as the various lamps carried in the hands of all kinds of tattered pedestrians, make people feel more unexpected at this moment.
It was just an illusion that I had entered the backstreet of a night market.
Jiang Tian even saw behind the curtains of some shacks, looming white arms and thighs soliciting business, and charming faces covered with thick makeup. And drunken people staggered out of them smelling of inferior makeup and alcohol, with their breasts exposed.
A rough man in short clothes with a belly;
In other cages with crowing dogs and crowing dogs, stacked up to form a black chopping board, there are shopkeepers killing chickens and fish, cutting up the meat, and finally turning it into a stove next to the roaring fire.
, cooked and fried with a sizzling sound, and the dishes are full of fishy flavor.
"Is it possible that everyone who enters the ghost market has to spend so much money?"
However, at this moment, Murong Wu suddenly stopped and asked:
"Not really, it's just that it's not a regular opening day; if officials want to enter the ghost market directly without attracting attention and save a lot of trouble, they have to make a special trip like this."
The informant Aguan also quickly explained:
"Then what happened to them?"
The frowning Jinwu team deputy Chen Wentai asked at the same time:
"Of course, most of them are poor people who cannot see the light of day for no other reason or because of unavoidable difficulties. Therefore, they can only gather in these dark and narrow underground channels to make a living. Therefore, they never see the light of day.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s day or night, everyone is just like a ghost that hides during the day and comes out at night.”
The informant Aguan said sincerely:
"So, the ghost market has arrived?"
Jinwu Fire Chief Zhang Wusheng said impatiently:
"To be honest, this is also where the rumored ghost market (periphery) is located, but it is not the ghost market (core) that Lang Jun expected."
The informant Aguan then laughed and said:
When Jiang Tian heard this, he nodded slightly with understanding. It is obvious that there are a large number of escaped slaves, refugees, barbarians and other black households here, as well as desperadoes, wanted criminals and gang members, smuggling gangs, and stolen goods dens, forming an underground
The world’s unique ecology and gray system.
Therefore, the Jingzhao Prefecture, Chang'an, and Wannian County in the past dynasties can certainly crack down on and ban these underground places time and time again; but they cannot change the soil that breeds these people, and they are even less able to wipe them all out and resettle them; naturally, it will take a while.
After being in the limelight, it will be revived.
So, under the guidance of the informant Aguan, Jiang Tian and his party continued to move forward; but at this time, as a senior spy, the marks left by Liu Niang were actually of little use. Because Jiang Tian saw with his own eyes that every time
Every moment someone is scribbling and smearing something on the wall.
After passing through several pipe network intersections in a row, which were obviously extending in all directions; the crowded flow of people gradually became sparse, and the environment such as the floor and walls where sewage flowed across became clean and tidy. There was even a faint smell in the air
The sound of silk and bamboo playing music; even the unknown songs lingering among them.
It was like seducing visitors from all directions in the pipe network; they all finally gathered in a large and open underground space. However, the ground suddenly sank down, making it appear that the upper part was spacious; there were many gurgling water
The outlet of the pipe network merges into it at random heights.
But Jiang Tian stood at one of the exits, looking at this scene with a bit of amazement; it turned out to be a hollow similar to a subsidence, and it also looked like an ancient underground palace. And the various cluttered buildings with lights on the four walls, along the twists and turns
The spiral staircase finally converges to the rather spacious bottom.
Jiang Tian originally thought that the so-called ghost market was not about sneaking around in small groups, wearing black clothes and long pockets, covering their heads and faces, conducting private transactions in secret; or else, they were holding special tokens.
Entering a certain building and conducting some kind of bidding activity with your head hidden?
But in fact, with the informant Aguan in front, he led the way down the stairs with great familiarity. Along the way, among the stalls, vendors and shops that were obviously illegally built, there were people who kept greeting, teasing, and yelling at him.
In this way, we arrived at the bottom with "greetings" to the informant Aguan and female relatives within several generations.
Just looking at the place in front of them that resembled a small city or neighborhood, everyone couldn't help but feel a little surprised and strange.
"What do you think the ghost market is like?"
Then Aguan seemed to notice this change in mood, and immediately took the initiative to explain with a humble face:
"When it comes to the original origin of the ghost market, it was just a place where various people who could not show their faces to the outside world communicated with each other. As time went by, it was inevitable that there would be some sordidness and disputes. But later on, there were rules, and there were
The order just makes everyone's business easier."
Jiang Tian couldn't help but understand in his heart, if this place is full of no business, or it is a black shop that specializes in defrauding customers, then how can this kind of underground market be maintained for a long time? Since it can survive the attacks of the past generations, it has been tenaciously maintained.
By now, the basic market demand and supply chain should have reached a dynamic balance that complements each other.
At this time, someone finally stood up to stop them, but they were a few strong men in gray shirts and blue crotches wearing half-masks. Then in front of some kind of certificate presented by the informant Aguan, they backed away again; and they were quite polite.
Several lanterns with different colorful patterns were handed over.
After entering the lower level, the real ghost market, the informant Aguan also seemed to be slowly letting go. He was always cautious and restrained, but he said in a respectful and exciting voice:
"To be honest, sir, this ghost market is said to have everything, and it's not without reason."
"The necessary clothing, food, housing, transportation, hotels, restaurants, and tea shops are naturally small and complete."
"Not to mention the things that are on the ground, most of them can be supplied here. Even if you don't find things on the ground, you can still find them here."
"Of course, the price will be a little higher than what's on the market; if it's a unique and rare item, maybe the one with the highest price will get it?"
"Of course, most of them are fakers and deceivers. You must have a good trick or a way to distinguish authenticity. Otherwise, if you are deceived, you will be deceived and there will be no way to report it to the official."
At this point, he even made a self-righteous joke before continuing;
"I don't dare to hide it. I naturally have some business in this ghost market. If you don't mind it, you can go and have a look."
"The business in this ghost market is naturally divided into three, six or nine levels; the lowest among them are these peddlers. Selling fruits and refreshments is just a superficial way of making a living, but privately, they also peddle some stolen goods on behalf of others.
."
"Secondly, there are those street stalls along the road. You need to pay some money to get a seat; the things they sell are the most mixed and messy; they can be opened by just putting packages on the stall. There are also occasional thefts and fights between them."
"Those who can set up tents or push carts on the spot, and have to pay a little more than them, are not only engaged in the business of drinking wine, selling food, but also selling news and other miscellaneous things to customers."
"As for those who can occupy a place and build shops and buildings, they have some backgrounds and origins; their business is the same as on the ground; but the things they sell are much rarer.
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"But no matter how you say it, gold, silver, wealth, silk, money, tickets, and coins are all used here. Pearls, pearls, jade, calligraphy, paintings, and antiques can also be sold here. It's just that there are different discounts based on the current market conditions."
"If there is something you really want, there are some quality shops and shops that can help you find it (reward). As long as you can get the price, it will be enough to drive it."
"Then tell me, what is the situation like for the owner who is in charge of this ghost market?"
Jiang Tian, who had been listening and smiling but silent, suddenly spoke;