Chapter 72: Iron Eagle Swordsmen Out of 100,000, 800
On the first floor of the balcony, there was singing and dancing.
The suicide of the building manager yesterday did not seem to have the slightest impact on this place.
The guests ate delicious food, drank fine wine, played with concubines, and teased prostitutes.
The lingering sound echoed, the clinking of wine bottles was endless, and the guests' happy voices were the eternal main theme on the balcony.
Luo is a guard on the tower.
He has been on duty at the tower for a year.
He was used to seeing the extravagant scene on the balcony, and he was also used to hearing about the romantic atmosphere of men and women.
Most of the time, Luo stood here like a clay puppet, watching and listening.
No one knew what he was thinking, and no one cared.
"Sir, I have called you to go to the steward's room." A servant ran over from the balcony, nodded and bowed and said to Luo.
Luo's face showed joy, and even the servant looked a little better.
"Why didn't you call me?" the guard standing next to Luo said enviously.
Regardless of servants, concubines, prostitutes, or guards, everyone in the building liked Ying Chengxiang very much.
Not for anything else, just to be generous to Ying Chengyu.
"Luo, you are really lucky. The husbands and wives who delivered items to Xianyang Palace for your Majesty today all received 200 yuan each. If your Majesty wants many people, you must think of me." Wei Shi pulled.
said the falling sleeves.
"Okay, okay, if you still need someone, I will be the first to find you."
Luo's face was full of impatience, and he agreed to the request of the guards around him. He finally pulled out his sleeves and quickly climbed up the stairs.
The guard who was not called impatiently pushed the servant to vent his inner emotions.
The servant was almost pushed down, but he didn't dare to show any anger on his face, and he still nodded and bowed and left.
In the steward's room.
The curtains on both sides of the bed have been lowered, so no one can see the scene behind the curtains.
The window lattice is open, and the fresh air outside washes away the post-war smell inside.
Ying Chengyu was sitting at the table wearing only a single coat. His long hair, which was originally tied up in a crown, fell down, making him look even more undisciplined.
Zhiqua~
The door opened and Luo walked in with a happy face.
Smelling the lingering ambiguous atmosphere in the room, a look of pain flashed in Luo's eyes, but he quickly put it away.
"Close the door." Ying Chengyu ordered.
"Wei." Luo responded.
He turned around and closed the door, standing in front of the door waiting for Ying Chengyu to send him.
Ying Chengwen looked up and down.
He lowered his head and looked at himself, and said respectfully: "Master, what's wrong with me?"
"Yes." Ying Chengyu said seriously and seriously, "Why are you still alive?"
Luo's face showed a look of confusion, mixed with a little fear, and he said carefully: "Why did you say this?"
"Since you saved Qingmei's life, I won't kill you."
When the word "green plum" came out of Ying Chengyu's mouth, the pupils of Luo's eyes shrank sharply, and he looked at Ying Chengyu in disbelief.
Why did this dandy know that the steward’s real name was Qingmei?
Before Luo could react from the shock, Ying Chengyu threw an object over.
Luo Luo took it and found that it was two pieces of gold, which was a huge fortune for him.
But there was no joy on Luo's face.
He felt uneasy and had an ominous premonition.
"From today on, you are no longer the Iron Eagle Swordsman. Go back and think about which army you want to transfer to, and report there tomorrow."
Iron Eagle Swordsmen are the elite among the elites of the Qin army and have extremely high requirements.
It requires full body armor, a spear in hand, twenty long arrows and a hard bow with iron tires on the back, a wide dagger at the waist, a fine iron dagger, and a cowhide shield, with a total weight of about eighty
catty.
Only those who can run for a hundred miles continuously and still be able to immediately jump into a fierce battle can become an Iron Eagle Swordsman.
Such harsh requirements are only physical requirements, there are also numerical requirements for Iron Eagle Swordsmen.
If the physical fitness of one hundred thousand Qin army warriors is less than 800, then all of them will be taken.
If the number exceeds 800, only the first 800 will be taken.
Becoming an Iron Eagle Swordsman is the greatest honor of the Qin Army.
But now, Luo, who was originally the Iron Eagle Swordsman, has been removed from the list, and his glory has been taken away.
In Luo's heart, humiliation, anger, and unwillingness erupted like a torrent.
He no longer pretended to be an ordinary guard and showed his true emotions.
He gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, and shouted at Ying Chengyu: "Why!"
Ying Chengyu didn't want to talk to Luo anymore, so he waved his hand and asked Luo to stop disturbing him.
Luo cherishes the name of Iron Eagle Swordsman more than his own life, how could he leave like this?
He strode forward towards Ying Chengyu, as powerful as a black bear, as if he wanted to discuss an explanation with Ying Chengyu.
Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes slightly and trembled his fingers twice, about to make a move.
"Sir." Qingmei called from within the curtain.
In the end, Qingmei's life was saved and it was difficult to kill her.
"Chang'an Lord knows that I am the Iron Eagle Swordsman, but does he know my duties on the tower?" Luo walked up to Ying Chengyu and said.
As expected, there are experts protecting me near this place.
Luo was originally furious, but at that moment, there was an extremely cold killing intent that locked onto him, making him feel like he was going to die in the next second.
Although the murderous intention was fleeting, Rang Luo's anger was reduced to a minimum, and Rang Luo only asked questions instead of taking action.
If Rang Luo knew that the murderous intention originated from Ying Chenglong, he might not even dare to ask this question at this time.
Ying Cheng was furious.
I sent Iron Eagle Swordsman to the tower to protect Qingmei.
Qingmei almost died, how can you still ask me so confidently?
Seeing that Ying Chengji did not answer, Luo asked and answered: "Although I don't know what Steward Qingmei is doing in the building, but in the past year, I have never once disobeyed Steward Qingmei and acted accordingly. Only yesterday, Luo was worried about Steward Qingmei's safety.
, secretly guided my concubine to visit Steward Qingmei. Is it because I saved Steward Qingmei’s life that Lord Chang’an wants to remove me?”
Ying Chengyu felt that there was something wrong with the Iron Eagle swordsman's answer.
"What is your duty here on the balcony?"
"Obey the orders of Steward Qingmei."
Has the order been changed?
Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes.
"You go out first, and the expulsion will be canceled for now."
Luo didn't expect that it would be so easy to make Ying Chengxuan change his mind, so he put the two gold coins on the table and quit.
"Take the gold with you. I don't have the habit of getting back the things I gave you."
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an."
Luo was really overjoyed this time, so he accepted the two gold coins and left.
In the steward's room, only Ying Chengyu and the female steward were left.
"Young master, there is no need to guess, I changed the order." Qingmei's faint voice came from behind the curtain.
"There are eight hundred Iron Eagle Swordsmen out of one hundred thousand, and all the armies are fighting for it. How can they appear on the tower as a small guard to protect the tower and manage the affairs? This is unreasonable."
"Yesterday, if the steward of the building was not Qingmei, but an ordinary woman. Without knowing the young master's financial resources, he was forced into such a situation by a group of guests. He should be treated as dead, and he should be treated as dead."