The so-called length is height. Now the four gates have a unified interrogation method, which is to measure your height. Regardless of whether you are an adult or a child, your height must be measured. Disguise can change your appearance, but it cannot change your height.
There are four gates in the southeast, northwest, and each gate has two small gates next to it, which are side gates. There are three gates in total.
The three doors all have wooden stakes, and the wooden stakes are exactly four feet eight. Anyone who is flush with the wooden stakes will be searched directly to check whether there are any wounds on the body.
In fact, this is a helpless move. There are too many people coming in and out of the four gates. The caravan is okay. If ordinary people search one by one, it will be a waste of time. People entering and leaving the city have to be sent more than ten miles away. In addition, the weather is hot. If Someone is making noise, which is another trouble.
In addition to measuring height, the four gates also have other different verification methods, all of which have extremely obvious personal characteristics.
For example, in Nangong Ping at the east gate, in order to save time, people leaving the city must bare their shoulders, have no shoulder injuries, and can only leave if their heights are not matched.
Tao Weiran was at the south gate. Fatty Tao also wanted to save time. He looked at his hands and palms to see if there were no calluses on his palms. Because he heard from Chu Qing that Wu Yong used a soft sword, regardless of whether it was soft or hard. Soft, as long as you practice swordsmanship all year round, you will definitely have calluses on your hands. This kind of calluses on swords is different from the calluses on farm tools, and they can be identified at a glance.
Beimen is Brother Dajun, and Sheng Zhaojun is relatively simple and rough. To put it bluntly, he just looks around and leads the boys back and forth with his eyes wide open. If he feels that anyone does not look like a good person, he will immediately pull you out, search you, interrogate you, take off your clothes, and finally It's laborious, most imaginary, and completely luck-based.
But in fact, among the four gates, only Brother Dajun in the north gate caught two assassins. He was able to spot them out by looking at them. It was particularly fantasy. Originally, the purpose of checking the four gates was to catch Wu Yong, but in the end, Brother Dajun just relied on looking at him. Two assassins came out and were escorted back to Qianqiying Yamen Office.
Among the four sects, only Tao Shaozhang's side doesn't have any special methods. It just depends on the height. It's more luck than Brother Dajun's side.
Feng Daoren went to the other three doors and shook his head repeatedly.
"Although the assassin was stabbed in the shoulder by a long knife, it was only the tip of the knife. After that night, as long as he was treated properly, the bleeding had already been stopped. As the veteran knows, there are no less than four ways to cover it up. If you don't look carefully at the wound, you won't notice anything unusual."
Tao Shaozhang nodded in agreement.
As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he has consulted many files. He has also learned about the method mentioned by Feng Daoist. There are many ways to cover up wounds. You can use some special plant juices and dyes that are the same as the skin color to cover the injured area. , indeed you can’t see the difference if you don’t look carefully.
"As for the calluses left on my palms after using the sword..."
Feng Taoist still shook his head: "As long as you grind off the cocoon with a knife and soak it in a special potion for a few hours, it can also be covered up."
This was the first time he heard about this Tao Shaozhang, but he didn't bother to ask.
Whether it's Nangong Ping's method or Tao Weiran's or Brother Dajun's, it's actually all about finding a needle in a haystack. First of all, if you are a smart person, you won't run away today just after the assassination happened last night. You will first find a safe place to hide in the city for a while and wait for the news. Leaving the city after that is the most correct choice.
But we are helpless here. If we don't conduct an interrogation at the four gates, the assassin may really leave. If we do an interrogation, 80% of it will be a useless effort.
Feng Taoist continued his analysis: "As for this appearance, Chu Qing said that the assassin is very ugly, with a beard that reaches his jaw, and a dark complexion... His appearance is also indistinguishable, and the art of disguise is the simplest."
Tao Shaozhang was happy: "So, this length should not change. It is four feet and eight feet. Even if it is disguised, it will probably look like a child. Just keep it."
"How long do you have to guard this? It's just useless."
"Then you go back and rest, I will be here to guard you."
The Feng Taoist opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Who wants to stay here on a hot day? It would be nice to go back to the government office and have something to eat and drink to cool off, but he really can't go back.
Because he also knew that he was under serious suspicion, and if he didn't do something, he always felt that others looked at him strangely.
In the past, he didn't care at all what others thought of him, but before he knew it, he began to care again. He cared about how others looked at him and how others felt about him, especially Chu Qing. Chu Qingyue
If he doesn't find him or question him, the more he wants to catch the assassin as soon as possible to prove his innocence.
Tao Shaozhang also felt bored, but always wanted to do something.
Now let alone those who are four feet eight, there are none below four feet. After all, all the people coming and going from Ximen are caravans. Who can take care of a child when they go out to do business.
"That's all." Feng Taoist couldn't sit still anymore: "Old Taoist went to the city to search."
Tao Shaozhang nodded, hoping that Mr. Feng would leave quickly.
Seeing the Feng Dao people getting up, there was a sudden noise from the city. Tao Shaozhang and the Feng Dao people didn't pay much attention.
They had experienced this kind of thing all morning, countless times, and they were always noisy.
You must know that the caravans going in and out of the capital are all well-established. Most of them are properties owned by aristocratic families or some adults in the court. It doesn't matter if they return to the city. The main thing is that the caravans leaving the city will inevitably have emotions.
To go to Ximen, most people have to take a boat. The time is fixed. If you miss it, you have to wait an extra day. Being carefully and constantly checked takes up time. It is inevitable that there will be complaints. You must know that in the past, they all said hello to the city gate man.
Yes, it has always been smooth flow.
At this time, there were more than 30 caravans in the city, with more than a dozen carriages, pulling wine and silk. The leader was known to the city gatekeeper, and he was a housekeeper in the residence of a general in the Ministry of War. There was not much goods, so he searched carefully.
, there is nothing abnormal, and the release has begun.
The reason for the commotion was that the leading steward was bringing a girl, who was crying.
Tao Shaozhang shouted and glanced towards the bottom of the city. He happened to see the child. After shouting, the city gatekeeper ran up.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
"What's the noise down there?"
"The caravan of General Wang's family in the Ministry of War and the housekeeper of General Wang's family went to Pingzhou for business and brought their granddaughter back to their hometown. The girl was frightened when she saw her brothers holding knives and looking fierce."
"Have you searched?"
"Searched." The city gate man bent down and said: "Don't worry, sir, such a big thing has happened. How dare you guys slack off? The goods have been checked, the identities have been verified, and the leading guys are also familiar with each other. How can we cry?"
The girl who made trouble was just frightened."
"Oh." Tao Shaozhang was a little far away and asked carelessly: "How long is the girl?"
The gatekeeper said uncertainly: "When I passed by the pile, I took a quick look and thought... about four feet."
"What?!"
Tao Shaozhang stood up suddenly and pushed the gate guard open: "Trash, how dare you let me go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his uncle grabbed the drum hammer and started banging it hard. The Qianqi Camp Tanma and the Beijing Camp troops who were guarding the city quickly ran to the door. There were at least a hundred people, and they quickly beat the Wang family's caravan.
Stopped.
Throwing away the drumstick, Tao Shaozhang flew towards the city. Feng Taoist looked confused. Why was he so excited?
The city gatekeeper who followed quickly was also dumbfounded. He was not four feet eight, so why did he stop them at four feet? Moreover, it was a child, a girl.
The group of caravans were all out of the city gate. After they were suddenly stopped, many people's expressions changed slightly.
After Tao Shaozhang ran over, he did not dare to approach and shouted: "Catch that crying child!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Ma and the Jingying troops drew their swords one after another.
Looking at the caravan again, something was obviously wrong. They subconsciously gathered together, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. They didn't look like ordinary caravan members.
Feng Taoist's eyes widened: "These people have evil intentions, and they are not ordinary people!"
Tan Ma and Jing Wei also noticed that something was wrong. The archer had already strung his bow.
The girl who was originally being held by the leader was wearing an extremely loose-fitting trousers. She was a little fat and had particularly large sleeves. She was crying like a child just now, but she suddenly let out a roar that was extremely inappropriate for her age: "Kill!"
After this roar, the unarmed caravan guys rushed forward without fear of death.
The battle came so unexpectedly. After several people were shot down by bows and arrows, the two sides fought together.
Tao Shaozhang laughed loudly, the big fish was actually touched by him!
The city gatekeeper was already sweating like rain: "Sir, your Excellency is really clever and clever. He knows...that there is something wrong with them. I admire you."
Tao Shaozhang was stunned for a moment and turned around: "Didn't you say four feet eight?"
The city gate man was also stunned.
I said... four feet. When did you say four feet eight?
The two of them stared at each other. Under the city gate, blood spattered everywhere. Feng Taoist suddenly drew out his sword from behind and entered the battle group like a ghost.
Baodan is very curious about the disguise technique. He is not curious. What he is curious about is how a four-foot-eight adult became only four feet tall?