Fang Jie got into the carriage and put the horizontal knife aside casually, took the wine bag from Mu Xiaoyao and took a deep gulp. The big dog outside the carriage waved its whip, causing the carriage to speed up and keep a distance from the Hongxiu Zhao's convoy. Undoubtedly, if he chases up and walks with Hong Xiu Zhao's people, he will be able to deal with dangers along the way more calmly, after all, there is a perverted old cripple over Hong Xiu Zhao.
Although the old cripple has never shown any extraordinary strength, Fang Xie is convinced that an old man who can guard the entire red sleeve move by himself will never be a dead man. One must know that Hongxiu has recruited so many Yingying and Yanyan, has it been rare to attract bees and butterflies in these years
Since the old cripple was able to carry it down with all his strength, he was by no means as unbearable as he showed.
"Now I can definitely be someone from the Great Sui court."
Fang released the wine bag and found that his palms were a little wet.
"If I'm not wrong, something must have happened to Fan Gucheng."
Mu Xiaoyao froze, subconsciously looking at Fang Jie. But he saw that the corners of the eyes of this young man who had never shown a sad expression were already wet. This is the first time Mu Xiaoyao has seen Fang Jie in fifteen years.
"Maybe... it's just your own imagination."
She can only comfort.
Fang Jie shook his head slowly, speaking in a hoarse voice: "Even I don't know my background, so it is impossible for the court to use such a powerful killer in collusion with the people who chased and killed us before. Moreover, the court of the Sui Dynasty has always I am arrogant and powerful, and it is impossible for me to have any collusion with people from other countries because of a small person like me. So it becomes much easier to speculate... As I said just now, the reason why people from the court killed me must be because someone did not want me to enter Martial Arts Academy."
"I don't have any secrets that scare them. If there are any, then it's easy to think of Li Xiaozong. The few people who died in Fangu that night should have been sent by the court. The reason for Kill me because the imperial court wanted to investigate the border army's corruption case. In order to escape, Li Xiaozong put all the blame on me and tried to kill me to clear himself up, but those people died, Li Xiaozong must have no way to explain to the imperial court .”
"What I'm thinking now is what method Li Xiaozong used to cover up this matter. Too many people knew about it that day, and all the frontier soldiers knew... If you want to hide it... unless..."
He paused, as if he didn't want to continue talking.
"Unless you kill all the frontier soldiers, and then make up an excuse for war? And you are the only surviving person in the frontier army, so there must be someone in the court who doesn't want you to enter the imperial capital. If you want to hide such a big case, It's definitely not something that a yamen in the Ministry of War can do. I said, why are you so unlucky? After hearing this, I can only say "Boundless Fucking Heavenly Venerable" to you."
It wasn't Mu Xiaoyao who said this, nor was it Dagou.
But Xiang Qingniu.
Fang Jie was startled, and looked at the fat Taoist who opened the curtain and got into the carriage.
"When did you get in the car?"
Fang Jie asked in surprise.
Xiang Qingniu rubbed his nose and said triumphantly: "I told you long ago that I am a very tall kind of expert. Don't say that you are such a broken carriage with two guards who are barely average experts. Even if I want to enter the most heavily guarded place in the world, no one can stop me."
"certainly… "
Xiang Qingniu sat down, unceremoniously pulled out some food and held it in his arms: "It's because I'm so hungry that I can't ride a horse anymore. I will tremble and have no strength, even my hands and feet will tremble, which is very uncomfortable. So when I feel hungry, I have to eat. So... I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, but came to find something to eat .”
Fang Xie was silent for a while, then took the greasy cold roasted pheasant leg from his hand, took out a small paper bag from his arms and handed it to Xiang Qingniu: "If you feel like this again in the future, just eat two Block this."
"candy?"
Xiang Qingniu opened the paper bag and couldn't help curling his lips: "Can't you stop being so stingy? Will you feel so bad if I eat a pheasant leg from you?"
"This works."
Fang Jie didn't bother to explain anything.
Xiang Qingniu looked at Fang Jie suspiciously. He didn't like to eat sticky candies the least, because his hands and feet gradually began to tremble, and the feeling of panic in his heart became more and more intense, so he had to grab a handful and stuff it into his mouth. When he wanted to continue eating, Fang Jie stopped him, rewrapped the paper bag and stuffed it into his arms.
"That's enough, just sit quietly for a while and you'll be fine."
Xiang Qingniu was taken aback, and couldn't help being surprised: "Do you know medicine?"
"I don't understand, but I just happen to know what your problem is. I used to have this problem a long, long time ago. Just eat a few candies and it will be fine."
"What kind of disease is this?"
"It's a little difficult for me to explain to you. Simply put, you can understand it as a stomachache."
Fang Jie pointed to the big dog outside the car, then pointed to Mu Xiaoyao and said, "He has a weak stomach, and she has a weak stomach... It's not a serious illness, but it's quite uncomfortable to suffer from."
After a while, Xiang Qingniu was pleasantly surprised to find that the symptoms of feeling weak in hands and feet and feeling flustered had really disappeared, which made him admire Fang Jie immediately, and even more delighted.
"In the future, you don't need to see what to put in your mouth, just bring a bag of sugar with you."
Fang Jie said lightly.
"How should I thank you? Why don't I let you in during the martial arts exam so that you can pass the exam easily?"
"Don't come here... tell me who the previous assassins were."
"This... is a secret... Oh, don't grab my candy, I said it's okay?"
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Fenglin crossing.
This is the largest ferry crossing that must be passed through from Xiangcheng to the imperial capital. After crossing Xiangshui by boat from Fenglin Ferry, it is counted as leaving Longxi County and entering Hedong County. Xiangshui is one of the five most famous rivers in the Sui Dynasty, and it is also the largest river in the west of the Sui Dynasty. The narrowest part is also hundreds of feet wide, and the water area of Fenglindu is the most gentle place in Xiangshui, with dozens of ferries going back and forth every day.
On the side of Fenglindu trestle bridge is a reed marsh, where many people fish every day. There are so many fish in Xiangshui, if you are lucky, even in this crowded place, you can catch dozens of them a day. It is said that a long time ago, an old man once caught a big fish more than ten meters long on the edge of this trestle bridge. dragged into the water.
This ironhead fish is a real thing. Many sailors have seen the back of this big fish sticking out of the river. If you encounter it, you must throw down the pig's head necessary for boating on the river, which is considered a tribute to the god of the river.
It's just that this story has been passed down for many years. Originally, the big fish was the main character, but then it changed its taste. The most popular version up to now is that the old man was holding a fishing rod with one hand, but it was actually a fish. Forcibly pulled the big iron head more than ten meters long out of the river.
That ironhead fish is extremely fierce, its mouth full of steel teeth is about to be fierce. The old man stretched out his hand and pointed a ray of golden light at the head of the big fish, and said in his mouth: "Naughty animal! Hurry up and subdue the law!"
Then the big fish gradually shrunk, and finally turned into a human form and worshiped at the old man's feet. The old man remembered that his nature was not evil, so he accepted him as a disciple, and since then he has traveled far away without a trace.
The story is so vivid that many children along the river would go to the river every day to rub the soil for incense, kowtow towards the east to pay homage, hoping that one day the old man would come flying in the clouds and accept them as apprentices.
A legend is a legend and should not be true.
But in the past few days, there is a middle-aged man fishing here every day dozens of meters away from the trestle bridge. This man was wearing a big bamboo hat and gray cloth clothes. He came here every day with a bench, a fishing rod and a fishing rod, and sat there for a whole day. It is also seen that he can catch a few fish every day, but his interest remains undiminished.
Careful local ferrymen discovered that since there was a middle-aged man fishing on the shore. There are also many more people setting up stalls near the trestle bridge, all of whom are unfamiliar faces. Some people accidentally discovered that many rare war horses were tethered in a hidden place in the woods behind the reeds.
The middle-aged man who was fishing didn't talk to people very much. Occasionally, someone would go over and say a few words politely and then leave. So this man caught the attention of the fishermen, and when someone went up to talk to him, the man was very easy-going and polite, and he could tell that he had an accent from the capital city. Local accents are very different.
This person looks very ordinary, if he walks into the crowd, he will never attract the attention of others. Such people may meet hundreds of them every day when walking in a bustling city. He is of medium build, neither fat nor thin, and has no beard. Even after sitting by the river for several days, he has not sunburned, and his face is pale as if he is sick. Sword eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose, slightly thin lips, he should be a very beautiful guy when he was young.
However, although there are many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and there is always a trace of fatigue between his brows, he still has a masculine charm and looks very calm and composed.
Every day at noon, someone will bring him food. The food is not extravagant and delicate, it is almost just a few small stir-fries, but there must be a fish, whether it is fried or fried.
And wine.
Most of the ferrymen are wine drinkers, and the aroma of the wine can be smelled from afar. So someone had the cheek to bring a piece of bacon and smiled and went over to ask for a drink. The person didn't refuse, always nodded with a smile, and then stayed with the fishermen who came over to drink. So gradually, this person met many friends in Fenglindu.
But there is one thing that makes people feel unsatisfactory, that person only needs a jug of wine for each meal. It doesn't matter if ten people drink it or one person drinks it. After drinking this pot, don't drink any more. Even if the fisherman brought out his own wine to persuade him, he would never drink it again.
So the fishermen finally came to a consensus... this is a good guy and a weird one.
At noon on the sixth day when this person appeared in Fenglindu, his family came to deliver food and the pot of fine wine as usual. The meal was delivered by a very young boy with handsome features and a burly figure. Although he was dressed in common clothes, he was very clean and tidy. The only fly in the ointment is that the young man is blind in one right eye. There is a scar that runs straight across his right eye, from his forehead to his jaw.
Everyone felt that this must be the son of the middle-aged man. So everyone said that this young man was very filial and would come to deliver meals to his father on time every day.
The young man who was blind in one eye put down the food box, bowed his head and said a few words in a low voice.
The middle-aged man who was fishing nodded slightly, and then waved his hand. The young man turned around to leave, but was stopped by the middle-aged man again.
The middle-aged man pointed to the hem of the young man's commoner robe, and said in a flat tone: "Tianbao...do you remember how you were blind?"
The young man named Tianbao shook his body, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear: "Going back to the town to be the governor, I dare not forget my humble job."
The middle-aged man hummed: "The next time you make such a low-level mistake, I will cut off your other eye. If you are blind in both eyes, it will be useless for me to keep it."
The man whose real name was Gao Tianbao immediately leaned over and hid the brocade robe with a corner exposed inside.
This brocade robe is very beautiful, dark red, with silver lines faintly visible.
People in the officialdom in the imperial capital would recognize it even if they only saw a corner of the brocade robe, and they would feel terrified.
Flying Fish Robe!