Chapter 215: The lame old man leads the road and has a different world

Hongxiuzhao's business is still good and it makes people jealous, while the old lame man is still lazy and enviable. His world seems to be that simple, a bench and a gourd wine are all. The bench in the magnificent Hongxiuzhao always seems so incompatible, but he is there, still standing tall.

When Fang Jie walked into Hongxiuzhao with a pack of cooked meat, the young boss was dealing with a guest causing trouble. This guest was obviously the first time he came to Chang'an. As for what he came from a high mountain and the emperor was far away, no one was interested. But the arrogant attitude of treating Hongxiuzhao as their local third-rate prostitute-the house was really disgusting, but in fact, it was the most speechless person.

From a very small place, I always think that the emperor is the first and the second.

Seeing that the man was unreasonable, Fang Jie handed the cooked meat to the old lame man and asked, "Why don't you throw it out?"

The old lame man squinted his eyes and took the cooked meat, pinched a piece and threw it into his mouth: "After all, Hongxiuzhao is a reasoning place, so I will endure it before I have to throw it out. The young boss has never seen such an arrogant idiot since he was in charge of the business, so it would be better for her to experience it. Besides, I don't need me now..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream. Fang Jie turned around and looked at it, and immediately opened his eyes widened. The young master, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, grabbed the front of the Diaoke's clothes, and raised the man, who was over 1.75 meters tall, with one hand, over the head. Then he threw it hard on the ground. After a bang, the man couldn't even say anything. But the young master did not stop and leaned over to grab the man and lifted it over his head, and then fell down again.

Three times, the man was thrown into anger.

"I dare to hit someone...I want to report to the official..."

Diaoke said intermittently, not knowing how many bones were broken. The little boss stuffed his toes under the person lying on the ground, and then he picked it up suddenly, and the man's body was picked out like a sandbag. Two red-sleeved guys went out quickly, and before the man landed, he actually grabbed his shoulders and grabbed his legs and caught him. Diaoke was almost scared and urinated and said thank you subconsciously.

The two guys said he was polite, and then swung the man up and threw him outside the Hongxiuzhao gate. The fall was even worse, and the man couldn't stand up. It happened that several constables from Chang'an Mansion patrolled by. The man held one of the constables' thighs and cried and said he was beaten. The constable looked at him like an idiot, then helped him up and took him back to the yamen to file a case. Of course, this case must not be established.

The old lame man didn't need to take action now and I didn't finish his words, but he had already finished the fight. He shrugged and said, "Look, right..."

Fang Jie smiled embarrassedly and said, "I could hardly help pinching Xiao Ding's butt last time, fortunately I still held it back. It's been a long time since I saw you, so this girl doesn't look like a woman... It seems that I'll be better off in the future."

The old lame man glanced at him and said, "You are idiots. A woman's butt is actually the same as a tiger's butt. She touched her like her and she would touch her. She didn't think she was suffering a great loss. If she touched her disgustingly, it would be strange if she didn't beat her to death."

"Master, do you think she likes me?"

"You can try it."

"Just say you asked me to touch it?"

"Get out!"

Fang Jie chuckled and squeezed a seat on the old cripple's bench and sat down: "Master, please have something to do."

"If you have a fart, I know that you won't look for me if you have nothing to do, and will only appear when you have something to do. Damn, it's even more ruthless than a prostitute."

Fang Jie said: "Master, this is really not very good. Even if I am a prostitute...that...I take a step back and say that I am a good man - a prostitute -a prostitute, I really don't have the strength to find you and will vomit you to death."

The old lame man kicked Fang Jie's butt and scolded, "The little bastard has something to say!"

Fang Jie cleared his throat and put away his laughing expression and asked: "Master, you have been walking in the world for decades. Do you know if there are any organizations or sects near Chang'an City? Are you using money to do things for people? They are the kind of people who I paid for money and they solved my troubles for me."

"You want to find a killer?"

The old lame man frowned and asked.

"No, no, no..."

The nearby waved his hand quickly 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 one person, but I don't know where to find these people. The money is not a problem, but these people's cultivation must be good."

"Body Guard..."

The old lame man pondered for a while and said, "It is hard to find a killer at the foot of the emperor in Chang'an City, but there are still bodyguards with good cultivation. There is a time-honored escort agency in Xicheng, which does not take on Huangbai's jobs, but only serves as guards. Many dignitaries in Chang'an City ask for escorts as personal guards from them, but the price is extremely high."

Fang Jie shook his head: "Ordinary escorts can't do this job, because they are likely to face masters of seven or eighth grade or above."

The old lame man was stunned: "Who do you want to protect?"

"This cannot be said."

Fang Jie shook his head: "Be entrusted by someone."

The old lame man hesitated for a while, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

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The old lame man walked slowly in front, and Fang Jie followed behind. The two of them walked west along the twenty-three streets in the east. It seemed that the place they were going was not very far away.

"With your current experience, you should know who the most powerful guard is around the emperor, right?"

The old lame man asked while walking.

Fang Jie hesitated for a moment and replied: "It must not be the flying fish robe of the Great Inspector's Office, right?"

"Flying Fish Robe?"

The old lame man snorted coldly and said, "The guys who pretend to be powerful in the Great Inner Guard are simply a bunch of waste compared to the other group of people. The Great Inner Guard is getting worse and worse, and is almost almost falling to the point where he can only serve as a storefront as a ceremonial guard. The imperial guards guards are the imperial guards, and there is a very special team among the imperial guards, which cannot even be mobilized by the imperial guards. These people are selected from the Sui Dynasty, with only eight hundred people, called the tutor camp."

Fang Jie has heard of this name, but has never seen it.

“Very awesome?”

He asked.

The old lame nodded: "Tell you this way, even if the flying fish robe and the imperial guards are controlled by others, as long as the emperor has the eight hundred elite troops, even if they mobilize tens of thousands of troops, they will not be able to stop their guards from rushing out. If they want to defend the Taiji Palace to the death, unless they die, no one will come close to the emperor. If these eight hundred people take the initiative to attack, they can razend the Great Inner Guards to the ground in half a day."

Fang Jie's mouth opened slightly, and it seemed difficult to believe what the old lame man said.

The old lame man gave him a blank look and said, "You don't know so much, don't look like you're dying. The military system of the sect was created since the Taizong period, and these 800 people have a very special identity. The emperor regarded them as fakes, and even their wives were chosen by the emperor himself. The emperor would recognize each of them, remember each of them's names, and would never remember one person wrong."

"The 800 people stationed there, wearing bright light armor and using a big mo knife. It is a secret wherever these 800 people are stationed, but there is no doubt that as long as someone dares to make a mistake, they will appear next to the emperor as soon as possible. During the Renzong period, the fifth prince colluded with officials of the Ministry of War and the generals of the two guards at that time to rebel, and tried to kill the prince and force Renzong to abdicate. Thousands of rebels rushed straight to the East Palace to kill His Royal Highness, but how many people died in the end. The one who killed the thief was the 300 people, only three hundred people were used..."

Fang Jie knew that this Emperor Renzong was the weakest among the Emperors of the Sui Dynasty. Only when he was in power did the prince’s rebellion occur. However, this Emperor Renzong was only slightly cowardly compared to other emperors. He was in power for twenty-one years and never lost in foreign wars.

But that rebellious act was just a brief overview in history books and did not leave too much ink. Fang Xie knew that this kind of thing could not be widely publicized. Perhaps it was because of this that he had never heard anyone mention that the rebellion was the old lame man's words.

But he did not doubt the old lame man's words. With the wisdom and courage of Emperor Taizong of the Great Sui Dynasty, it was not difficult to build an army that was absolutely loyal to him. However, with the vastness of the Great Sui Dynasty, only selecting 800 people... Just think about it and know how terrifying this camp is.

"What does this have to do with the person we are looking for?"

Fang Jie asked: "You wouldn't have taken me to the sergeant, are you?"

“Yes, not.”

The old lame man smiled mysteriously and said, "There are few people in the entire Chang'an City who want to take you to. I even dare to bet that even Prince Yi, who is known to have a vast number of friends all over the world, doesn't know. And the master you need is there."

"Why?"

Fang Jie asked: "If there is really a group of masters who can compete with the elite troops in Chang'an, why doesn't the court use it? Why doesn't the emperor use it?"

"Because those people do not belong to the court or even the emperor, they only belong to one person."

"Who?"

"Prince Zhong of the Great Sui... Yang Qi."

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The old lame man walked and said, "Every new emperor ascended the throne, he would take it from the old emperor to the camp. But the new emperor would definitely replace a group of people. Some were old, and some were too loyal to the old emperor. After the old emperor passed away, they committed suicide and buried him. When His Majesty ascended the throne, a small half of the eight hundred camp was replaced, and most of these half were killed by suicide. The one who selected new elites for His Majesty to supplement the camp was Prince Zhong."

"Although the existence of the sect camp is not a secret, all the officials in the court even some well-informed people know it. But the terrible thing about the sect camp is that no one knows where they are. When His Majesty handed this matter to Prince Zhong, the others didn't know any news at all."

"You want to ask why I know?"

The old lame man smiled and felt a little proud: "Because when Prince Zhong was doing this, I followed the prince."

Fang Jie was shocked and then realized that the old lame man was Prince Zhong's confidant. Thinking of the relationship between Hongxiu Zhaoxiu and Yang Qi, no wonder the old lame man guarded Hongxiu Zhao for more than ten years and had not left. He had some speculations, but he did not expect that the relationship between Lao Lame and Yang Qi was so deep. Now Fang Jie understood that when Yang Qi traveled west, he must have left the old lame man to protect Hongxiu Zhao.

"What do you mean is that Prince Zhong left a group of people to use it for himself?"

He asked.

The old lame man shook his head: "You can't say that. When I first selected the personnel from all over the Sui Dynasty, I naturally chose more than three or four hundred people. Many of them had good cultivation and failed to be selected for certain reasons, such as having murder cases and being a bandit, but these people's abilities are no less than those selected. Wouldn't it be a waste if these people were released? So the prince left behind a group of people privately and stayed in Chang'an City."

"Your Majesty doesn't know about this."

The old lame man smiled and said, "The purpose of the prince leaving these people was actually for His Majesty. He thought that there was a stake in the palace and a small stake in the outside of the palace, so he would have double insurance for His Majesty. But who would have thought that the prince would leave and there would be no news and these people would have no backbone. But they still believed that the prince would come back, so they did not disband. And before leaving, the prince told them to protect His Majesty for the prince. There were no more than two people who knew this secret except me."

Fang Jie could think that another one must be Aunt Xi, but he couldn't guess who the third person was.

"Can you convince them to help me?"

Fang Jie asked nervously.

"No"

The old lame man shook his head and said, "They will not listen to anyone except the prince. Moreover, after so many years, their temperament is afraid they will become more wild."

"What should I do? Does spending money work?"

Fang asked questions.

The old lame man gave him a blank look and said, "Spend money doesn't work, what else can work? They are also humans, and they also have to eat! Besides... others can't do it, but you haven't seen it."

"Because you are the only successor of the prince, no matter whether it is true or not... it is the only one, right?"

Fang Jie was silent for a while and asked, "Why didn't you tell me before?"
Chapter completed!