Hongxiu Zhao's business is still good, which is enviable, and the old cripple is still lazy, which is enviable. His world always seems so simple, a bench and a gourd of wine are all. The old man on the bench in the magnificent red sleeves always looks so out of place, but he is there, standing still.
When Fang Jie walked into Hongxiuzhao with a bag of cooked meat, the little master was dealing with a guest causing trouble. This guest was obviously coming to Chang'an for the first time, and no one was interested in the fact that he came from a place far away from the emperor. But the arrogant attitude of treating Hongxiu as their local third-rate brothel is really disgusting. In fact, it is this kind of person who makes people speechless the most.
From a very small place, I always thought that the emperor was the first and Lao Tzu was the second.
Seeing the man making trouble for no reason, Fang Jie handed the cooked meat to the old cripple and asked, "Why don't you just throw it out?"
The old cripple took the cooked meat with squinted eyes, squeezed a piece and threw it into his mouth: "After all, the red sleeve trick is a reasonable place, and you will bear it until you have to throw it out. I haven't seen this since I was in charge. A self-righteous idiot, let her experience it. Besides, I don't need me now... "
Before he could finish speaking, he heard a miserable cry. Fang Xie looked back, and immediately opened his eyes wide. The young master, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, grabbed the front of the trickster's clothes, and with one hand, he raised the man who was over 1.75 meters tall with one arm above his head. Then he fell hard to the ground, and after a bang, the man couldn't even speak. But the little master didn't stop, he bent down again, grabbed the man and lifted him over his head, and then fell down again.
After doing this three times, the man was thrown like a gossamer.
"How dare you hit someone... I'm going to report to the police..."
The trickster said intermittently, and he didn't know how many bones were broken. The little master thrust his toes under the body of the person lying on the ground, and then violently lifted that person's body like a sandbag and flew out. The two red-sleeved guys went out quickly, and before the man landed, one grabbed his shoulder and the other grabbed his legs to catch him. The trickster almost peed his pants in fright, and subconsciously said thank you.
The two guys said that you are welcome, then swung the man and threw him outside the gate of Hongxiuzhao. This time the fall was even worse, the man couldn't even stand up. It happened that several police officers from Chang'an Mansion passed by, and the man hugged one of the officers' thighs and cried and said that he was beaten. The policeman glanced at him like an idiot, then helped him up and took him back to the Yamen to file a case. Of course, the case is bound to fail.
The old cripple's sentence doesn't need me to make a move now, and I haven't finished it yet, and the fight over there has already been finished. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Look, isn't it..."
Fang Jie smiled embarrassingly and said, "Last time I came here, I couldn't hold back from pinching Xiao Dingdian's buttocks. Fortunately, I finally held back. It's been a while since I saw this girl. She doesn't look like a woman... It seems that I will It's better not to provoke."
The old cripple glanced at him and said: "You are an idiot now. A woman's butt is actually the same as a tiger's butt. If she looks at it and touches it, she will touch it. I don't think it is a big loss. If she looks at it I touched it so disgustingly, it would be strange if I didn’t beat him to death.”
"Then master, do you think she looks at me pleasingly?"
"You can touch it and try."
"So you let me touch it?"
"roll!"
Fang Jie smiled, squeezed a seat on the old cripple's bench and sat down: "Master, I beg you to do something."
"If you fart, I will know that you don't come to me if you have nothing to do. You will show up when you have something to do. Damn, you are more ruthless than a prostitute."
Fang Jie said: "Master's comparison is really not very good. Even if I am a client of a prostitute... that... take a step back and say that I am a promiscuous client.
The old cripple kicked Fang Jie's ass and cursed with a smile, "Little bastard, talk about things!"
Fang Xie cleared his throat, put away his playful expression and asked: "Master, you have been walking in the rivers and lakes for decades, do you know if there are any organizations or sects near Chang'an City that use money to do things for others? It's me The kind of person who pays them to solve my troubles."
"You want to find a killer?"
The old cripple asked with a frown.
"No no no..."
Nearby quickly waved his hand and said: "It's not a killer, it's a bodyguard. I need to find a group of people with good cultivation to help me protect a person, but I don't know where to find these people. Money is not a problem, but the cultivation of these people It has to be good."
"Bodyguards..."
The old cripple pondered for a while and said: "Chang'an City is the best place under the emperor's feet. It is difficult to find killers, but there are still some bodyguards with good cultivation. There is a time-honored bodyguard agency in Xicheng, which does not accept yellow and white jobs, but only guards. Chang'an City Many high-ranking officials and dignitaries here hire bodyguards as bodyguards from them, but the price is extremely high."
Fang Jie shook his head: "Ordinary bodyguards can't do this job, because it is very likely that they will face experts of seven or eight ranks or above."
The old cripple was startled: "Who do you want to protect?"
"This cannot be said."
Fang Jie shook his head: "It was entrusted by others."
The old cripple hesitated for a while, then stood up and said, "Go, I'll take you to a place."
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The old cripple walked unhurriedly in front, and Fang Jie followed behind. The two of them walked westward along Dong Ershisantiao Street. It seemed that the place they were going to was not very far away.
"Based on your current experience, you should know who the most powerful guard around the emperor is?"
asked the old cripple as he walked.
Fang Jie hesitated for a moment and replied, "Surely it's not the flying fish robe from the Ouchi guards, right?"
"Flying Fish Robe?"
The old cripple snorted coldly and said: "Those guys in the Ouchi Guards Department are just a bunch of trash compared to the other group of people. Now the Ouchi Guards Department is getting worse and worse, and it is almost reduced to just acting The facade is a guard of honor. The Imperial City is guarded by the Forbidden Army, and there is a very special team in the Forbidden Army, which even the general of the Forbidden Army cannot mobilize. These people are selected from the whole country of the Sui Dynasty. There are only 800 people, called Give it to the camp."
Fang Jie had heard of this name before, but had never seen it before.
"Excellent?"
he asks.
The old cripple nodded: "Let me tell you this, even if the Feiyupao and the Imperial Army are under control in the Taiji Palace, as long as the emperor has those 800 elite soldiers around him, even if he mobilizes tens of thousands of troops, he will never be able to stop them from guarding them." The emperor rushed out. If they want to stick to the Taiji Palace, unless they are dead, no one will approach the emperor. If these 800 people take the initiative to attack, they will be able to razed the Ouchi guards to the ground in half a day."
Fang Jie's mouth opened slightly, as if it was hard to believe what the old cripple said.
The old cripple rolled his eyes at him and said: "There are many things you don't know, don't put on such an expression of dying. The military system of the military camp was established in the reign of Emperor Taizong, and the identities of these eight hundred people are very important. The emperor used them as fakes, Even the wives of each of them were personally selected by the emperor. The emperor will recognize each of their faces, remember each of their names, and will never remember a wrong person."
"To Shiying, wearing Mingguang armor and using Damo knife. It is a secret where these eight hundred people are stationed, but there is no doubt that as long as someone dares to plot evil, they will appear next to the emperor at the first time. During Renzong's reign, the five princes colluded The officials of the Ministry of War conspired with the two generals of the two guards at the time, trying to kill the prince and force Renzong to abdicate. Thousands of rebels went straight to the East Palace to kill His Highness the prince, and as a result, as many people died as they entered. It was the Gishiying who killed the thief. Only 300 people were used..."
Fang Jie knew that Emperor Renzong was the most cowardly of the Sui emperors. It was only when he was in power that there was a major case of treason by the prince. But this Emperor Renzong was only a little cowardly compared with other emperors. He reigned for 21 years and never lost a single foreign war.
But that rebellious act was only mentioned briefly in the history books, and did not leave too much ink. Fang Xie knew that this kind of thing should not be publicized. Perhaps it was because of this that he had never heard of the counter-rebellion before.
But he did not doubt what the old cripple said. With the wisdom and courage of Emperor Taizong of the Sui Dynasty, it is not difficult to build an army that is absolutely loyal to him. Know how scary this is for the camp.
"What does that have to do with the person we're looking for?"
Fang Jie asked: "You are not going to take me to Shiying, are you?"
"Yes and no."
The old cripple smiled mysteriously and said, "Few people in Chang'an City know where I'm going to take you. I even dare to bet that even Prince Yi, who claims to have many friends all over the world, doesn't know. And the master you need is right there.”
"Why?"
Fang Jie asked: "If there are really a group of masters who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the elite in Chang'an, why doesn't the court use it? Why doesn't the emperor use it?"
"Because those people don't belong to the court or even the emperor, they only belong to one person."
"who?"
"Prince Da Sui Zhong... Yang Qi."
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The old cripple said as he walked: "Every time a new emperor ascends the throne, he will take it over from the old emperor. But the new emperor will definitely replace a group of people. The emperor was too loyal, and after the death of the old emperor, they committed suicide and were buried. When His Majesty ascended the throne, a small half of the eight hundred were replaced by the staff camp. It is Prince Zhong who gave the camp."
"Although the existence of the Gishiying is not a secret, all officials in the court and even some well-informed common people know about it. But the scary thing about the Gishiying is that no one knows where they are. At the beginning, His Majesty entrusted this matter to Prince Zhong, the others don’t know anything about it.”
"You want to ask why I know?"
The old cripple smiled, a little proud: "Because when Prince Zhong was doing this, I followed behind the prince."
Fang Jie was startled, only then did he realize that the old cripple turned out to be Prince Zhong's confidant. Thinking about the relationship between Hongxiu Zhaoxi and Yang Qi, it's no wonder that the old cripple has stayed with Hongxiu Zhao for more than ten years and hasn't left. He had already had some guesses, but he didn't expect that the old cripple and Yang Qi had such a deep relationship. Now Fang Xie understands that when Yang Qi traveled west, he must have left the old cripple behind to protect Hongxiu Zhao.
"You mean, Prince Zhong left a group of people for his own use?"
he asks.
The old cripple shook his head: "You can't say that. When selecting people from all over the Sui Dynasty, naturally more than three or four hundred people were selected. Among them, many people with good cultivation were not selected for some reasons, such as Murder cases, such as being born in bandits, but these people's abilities are not inferior to those selected. Wouldn't it be a waste if these people were sent back? So the prince left a group of people privately, and stayed in Chang'an City."
"Your Majesty doesn't even know about this."
The old cripple smiled and said: "The purpose of the prince to keep these people was actually for His Majesty. He thought that there would be a supply camp in the palace and a small supply camp outside the palace, which would be double insurance for His Majesty. But Who would have thought that there would be no more news of the prince once he left, and these people would lose their backbone. But they still believed that the prince would come back, so they did not disband. And the prince told them before he left to protect His Majesty for the prince. People who know this secret , besides me, no more than two people."
Fang Jie could think that the other person must be Aunt Xi, but he couldn't guess who the third person was.
"Can you convince them to help me?"
Fang Jie asked with some trepidation.
"cannot."
The old cripple shook his head and said: "Except for the prince, they will not listen to anyone's order. And after so many years, their temper is probably even more wild."
"Then what should we do? Does spending money work?"
Fang asked.
The old cripple rolled his eyes at him and said: "It doesn't matter if money is spent, what else is it? They are human beings, and they have to eat! Besides... others can't do it, but you can't."
"Because you are the only heir of the prince, whether it is true or not... you are the only one, aren't you?"
After being silent for a while, Fang Jie asked, "Why didn't you tell me before?"
The old cripple curled his lips and asked back, "You asked me?"