"If it is Commander Wu, let's say who is so heroic and upright?" Chang Yu was flattering, and he had no ill feelings towards Wu Mengming.
Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, among the more than 30 commanders of the Jinyi Guards from Mao Xiang to Wu Mengming, who is a good person and who is not a ruthless person with blood on his hands?
But the last one is really an exception. People say that the second-to-last Luo Yang is not very bad in nature and does not harm many people, but compared with him, Wu Mengming is considered a good guy. It's not that he is so kind, but that this guy doesn't do anything after he takes office.
Qian was so preoccupied with how to make money that he even seemed to predict that the Ming Dynasty was about to be doomed. It was so important to make money quickly that he had no time to harm others.
It's a good thing to like money. Chang Yu is now in a position to hire people, so the biggest leader of the Ming Dynasty's intelligence agency is naturally within his reach, and it's obvious that this guy already knows his name.
"I have heard about the reputation of Eunuch Chang for a long time, but I never imagined that he would be so young and handsome." Wu Mengming, the leader of the Jinyi Guards, knew everything he wanted to know about things inside and outside the palace, and anything related to money was indispensable. He had already
He heard that there was a big boxing match in the palace. Some eunuchs and nobles won or lost less than one hundred thousand in one night. He was anxious and anxious. However, he had no chance to enter the palace late at night, but the name Chang Yu was deeply imprinted on him.
In his mind, he never imagined that he would meet here today.
"My family likes to hear what Mr. Wu said." Chang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Do you have anything to do when you come to the palace?"
"Oh, the emperor summoned me to the palace," Wu Mengming said quickly.
Chang Yu nodded, then approached Wu Mengming and whispered: "My lord, if you have time tonight, come to the palace to play." He winked.
Wu Mengming was overjoyed: "Eunuch Chang, is there a way for me to come in?"
Chang Yu nodded and smiled faintly: "And come in openly, Mr. Wu will go to the Prince's Mansion later to find our family."
"That's a good relationship." Wu Mengming handed over his hand and was overjoyed.
Chang Yu kept staring at the embroidered spring knife on his waist with a look of affection on his face. Wu Mengming immediately reacted and took it off and handed it over, "Eunuch Chang just said he wanted to see this knife."
Chang Yu stretched out his hand to take it and pulled it out, the cold light was threatening.
The Xiuchundao is different from the thick-backed sword used by soldiers. It is narrower and slender. Although the cutting speed is not as good as the thick-backed sword, its piercing power is much greater. It is somewhat similar to the Japanese Japanese sword of the Japanese, but not as powerful.
Chang, of course, the Japanese sword is based on the Tang sword.
"Good knife" Chang Yu couldn't help but praise after slashing at Kong Kong several times.
"I heard that Eunuch Chang is unparalleled in fists and kicks. Could it be that he is also good at swordsmanship?" Wu Mengming asked curiously.
"We don't know how to use swordsmanship," Chang Yu said calmly, "but the ones who kill are experts!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, everyone suddenly felt a biting cold wind passing by, especially Li Guozhen who always felt that Chang Yu was looking at him when he said this.
"Mr. Wu, can you get this Feiyu suit for our family later, and a embroidered spring knife? I really like it." Chang Yu returned the knife to Wu Mengming.
Wu Mengming was startled at first, and then found it funny: You are just a prisoner. If you like this thing, it is not easy to do it. But there are so many people asking for it in public. How can I get back to you?
Then he gave Chang Yu a mean look.
Chang Yu laughed and clasped his fists: "Our family has some things to do, see you later."
"See you later." Wu Mengming returned the gift with his hand, and Chang Yu turned around and left. When passing by Li Guozhen, he whispered: "Remember to go to Cheng Guogong's house."
Chang Yu just walked away so calmly, under Wu Mengming's half-smiling eyes, under the gaze of Li Guozhen's livid face, in the confusion of the courtiers whispering to each other and busy asking about who this girl was, and the Qianqing Gate Tower.
He walked toward the Prince's Mansion in a fleeting figure.
My time has finally come!
Chang Yu believed that after all this trouble, he should be a legend among the courtiers. In fact, it is not his character to be so high-profile, but he felt that the direction of things still seemed irreversible. He had to think about the future and resist after gaining some fame.
Big flags are also easier for others to respond to.
Before arriving in front of Duanben Palace, Zhu Cixiang, who heard the sound, stood at the door of the palace and asked expectantly: "Is it about to arrive?"
"Don't worry, he will definitely deliver it tomorrow." He waved his hand and asked the eunuch and palace maid next to him to leave. He pulled Zhu Cixiang into the palace and said, "I want to tell you something important. I just found someone to support you.
This thing is definitely a good knife if used properly..."
It was already evening when Chang Yu left the Prince's Mansion, and he rushed to the grass field in a hurry. He wanted to see how the eunuchs were practicing their riding skills.
Suddenly, Chang Yu, who had just come out of Donghua Gate, frowned, stopped, and took a quick look around. There were all the eunuchs and maids coming and going in a hurry, and they were giving their lovely and kind eunuch a thumbs up from time to time.
call.
Chang Yu nodded in response, but his expression was still heavy because he felt like he was being stared at.
This feeling was particularly uncomfortable. It was exactly the same as the last time I was followed when I left the palace. Why was there still someone following me in the palace? Chang Yu scanned a few more times and found nothing unusual. He walked towards the grass field with doubts in his heart.
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It wasn't until they reached the Caolanchang compound that the dark feeling disappeared. This confused the monk, who was two feet tall, but he took a look at the hundreds of horses galloping on the playground and quickly forgot about it.
The city of Beijing was not built in a day, nor could superb riding skills be achieved overnight. However, after an afternoon of training, these eunuchs, who had almost no foundation at all, could already trot on the playground, at least the look of fear on their faces was gone.
Chang Yu is quite satisfied with the color, but he is not satisfied.
He looked up at the sky and estimated that it would get dark within an hour at most. Chang Yu immediately ordered the eunuchs to take their bedding and ride out of the palace on horseback, which was known as herding horses.
Shepherding a ghost horse, everyone knows that this perverted eunuch is going to torture people again.
When the army leaves the city, food and grass go first. Logistics is very important. In order to refine these more than 270 elite soldiers, Chang Yu is really blessed. He eats the royal meal from the palace, gets double salary, and doesn't even have to change clothes.
It needs to be done by oneself and handed over to the Clothing Bureau responsible for the Royal Inner Garden, and these people only need to train, train, train.
After briefly packing their luggage, the eunuchs led their horses and began to leave the palace in batches from the two northeastern gates, followed by five carts of fodder.
Chang Yu then called Wang Dehua and others together to discuss secretly until dark before walking out of the Yamen of the Royal Horse Prison. He looked up at the sky, turned around and got on Lao Hu's carriage, and left the imperial city through Dong'an Gate.
As soon as he stepped out, the heavy imperial city gate behind him slammed shut, and the nightlife began again.
The carriage went all the way east, less than half a mile, Chang Yu frowned again, the feeling of being followed came again, what kind of ghost is this, um, could it be that he was being stared at by a ghost, but unfortunately Eunuch Chang
Don't believe in ghosts and gods.
Calmly, Chang Yu gently opened some of the curtains and looked around for a while. There were not many pedestrians on the street, and there were also cars and horses, but he really couldn't tell if anyone was following him.
However, due to the fact that carriages these days do not have rear view windows, he can only observe from both sides, not directly behind him. But even so, he is still confused. After all, he is also a soldier. Although he does not have the expertise of those special forces, he is more or less capable.
I have some anti-reconnaissance ability, but why I didn't find it at all? Or maybe this feeling is just a psychological suggestion.
"Lao Hu, take a detour to the north of the city and take Dongzhimen." Chang Yu knocked on the wall of the car. Lao Hu, who was driving the car in front, grunted, said nothing, and immediately shouted to change the route.
From Dong'anmen to Chaoyangmen in the Imperial City, it is almost a main street. There are many pedestrians, cars and horses. It is difficult to distinguish if someone is following you. However, you have to take a detour to Dongzhimen, but you have to pass through many small and large alleys. There are not many pedestrians at this point, so it is easy to observe.
Sure enough, ever since he changed his route, the feeling of being followed began to loom, and Chang Yu finally confirmed one thing. It was not a psychological suggestion, but that he was really being followed, and the other party was a master.
But who exactly wants to stare at him, and he can still follow him out of the palace while he is staring at him? No, it’s impossible. He is the only one who can leave the palace after closing the door, and when he left the palace just now, he didn’t see anyone else behind him.
What happened again.
I also wanted to see who he was. Chang Yu was dissatisfied and planned to have a fight with him. He didn't believe that he couldn't find any trace of him, so he asked Lao Hu to deliberately walk through small alleys and choose some remote places with few people.
However, it was obvious that the other party was a veteran, and knowing that Chang Yu had still discovered his existence, the feeling slowly disappeared, and Chang Yu was angry to no avail.
We walked back to Chaoyang Gate again and left the city. When we arrived at Panjiayao, it was already around eight o'clock in the evening. The village was already dark, with only the big house in the west of the village having a light.
There was another place a few miles north of the village. Dozens of bonfires were lit, illuminating the surrounding area. More than two hundred people were holding steel knives and practicing shouting.
Chang Yu stopped and got off the horse. After watching for a while, he returned to the carriage and returned to the mansion in the west of the village.
After a simple meal, Chang Yu gathered Chunxiang, Luo Tang and other servants for special training.
At ten o'clock in the evening, we went to bed in the tunnel.