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- Chapter 69 One-Style Sword Technique
Fang Jie had heard the sentence "Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden" countless times in his previous life. It was only when he walked into Chang'an City that he fully understood what it meant. Because when he entered Chang'an City, he should have the same mentality as Grandma Liu when she entered the Grand View Garden.
It¡¯s not just the lack of eyesight, not just the various shocks, but also the uncontrollable feeling of insignificance that emerges from my heart. Anyone standing in the big city of Chang'an will feel like they are just a speck of dust. A city is so big that no matter which direction you look, you can't see the edge, and no matter where you look, it's full of prosperity, then this city has become an immortal legend.
Those great Chinese and foreign cities recorded in the history books of previous lives, such as ancient Rome, Baghdad, and Constantinople, the imperial capital of Byzantium. Compared with the Chang'an in front of Fang Jie now, these famous big cities are like weeds and giant trees. The ratio of fireflies to bright moon.
What surprised Fang Jie the most was not the size and prosperity of the Imperial Capital, nor the solemn and majestic buildings in the Imperial Capital, nor the beautiful women in bold clothes on the street, but that Hong Xiuzhao actually had real estate in the Imperial Capital!
And it¡¯s a majestic-looking three-story wooden building on Minghua Street, the most prosperous street in the imperial capital. The two courtyards at the front and back actually occupy no less than ten acres of land in Chang'an, where land is at a premium!
When I got closer, I found that the wooden building was covered with dust and the paint had lost its bright color. The chain lock hanging on the door was also full of rust. I don¡¯t know how many years it has been sealing this wooden building with due diligence, and how many winds and rains it has experienced. Or, what kind of mission does a human being carry?
And just when the team of Hongxiuzhao stopped in front of this wooden building, and Xi Huamei, who had a somewhat solemn and sad expression, stood in front of the iron-locked door, Fang Jie felt the surrounding atmosphere change in a daze, and he subconsciously Looking around, he suddenly found that the crowded street had become quiet, and everyone was focusing on Xi Huamei.
Businessmen from nearby stores all came out and looked at Hong Xiuzhao with strange expressions.
Fang Jie didn¡¯t know what this expression meant, but he was now certain that Hongxiu Zhao had a glorious past in the imperial capital.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly.
"Red sleeves are recruiting back to Chang'an!"
"The red sleeves are back!"
With this shout, the whole street even boiled. The crowd began to crowd in, especially all the men, whose eyes shone with excitement. What surprised Fang Jie the most was that although the women onlookers did not shout along, there was no trace of disgust in their eyes.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????How mysterious and glorious is the past for a singing and dancing house to cause such a warm response from the people of the most proud imperial capital in the Sui Dynasty?
¡°There¡¯s something you definitely don¡¯t know.¡±
Xiao Dingdian sniffed with some pride, raised his shoulders and explained, "The Red Sleeves were very famous in the imperial capital of Chang'an back then. It was so famous that you would never imagine it even if you wanted to break your scalp. Eleven years Many years ago, when Red Sleeves was opened in Chang'an City, do you know what kind of big shots were present to congratulate it?"
She raised her round little chin proudly, clasped her fingers and said: "The great bachelor of Shuhua Pavilion, the minister Zuopushe, the ministers of various ministries, the minister, the selfless minister of Dali Temple, and even the aloof and arrogant people are supervising the censors. All the high-ranking dignitaries in the imperial capital arrived and personally delivered congratulatory gifts. Even the empress sent someone to send a screen with four inscriptions written by the youth."
The pride on Xiao Ding¡¯s face cannot be faked, it is very real.
"Eleven years ago?"
Fang Jie frowned slightly and asked, "You weren't in the Red Sleeves at that time, right?"
Xiao Ding rolled his eyes at him and said seriously: "With or without me, I am now a member of the Red Sleeve Recruitment. None of the girls in the building now are the same group of people eleven years ago. But look, Is the pride on each of their faces fake? No matter when we joined Hongxiu Zhao, we must be proud of the glory of Hongxiu Zhao. If you want to watch singing and dancing, you have to pay the entrance fee. If the girls don¡¯t want to dance, the first and second-level officials are not qualified to let them dance.¡±
¡°How come I haven¡¯t heard you talk about such a glorious and proud past?¡±
"Aunt Xi said, as long as you don't return to Chang'an for a day, don't mention the past for a day. No matter how glorious the past is, it is just the past after all. She also said that as long as Hong Xiuzhao returns to Chang'an, she must regain the glory of eleven years ago. Come."
"Aunt Xi is so courageous. As long as she comes back,These dignitaries and dignitaries will still flock to her like they did eleven years ago. "
Fang Jie couldn¡¯t help but praise.
Xiao Dingdian's expression dimmed slightly, and he murmured: "The reason why Red Sleeve Moves has such great reputation in the Imperial City is not actually because Aunt Xi's hands and eyes are astute. It's the original owner of Red Sleeve Moves is only one person in the Imperial Capital. Only a person like him can make those high-minded adults willing to send gifts. Only a person like him can make a singing and dancing company stand out in the imperial capital."
"One person is inferior to ten thousand people"
Fang Jie couldn't help but repeat it, and then a name suddenly appeared in his mind.
So he asked in surprise: "How could a person like him open a song and dance shop? Andhe disappeared without a trace ten years ago. Why did the Red Sleeve Moves appear in Fangu a few years after he disappeared?"
"Just because he was the most outstanding figure in the entire Sui Dynasty at that time, even His Majesty the Emperor who had just ascended the throne respected him, so you should know that a person who has reached his status will ultimately have to fight for himself and the Emperor. Considering the relationship between them. His Majesty the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty could not stop him from opening a singing and dancing house. He did not enter the court, and his Majesty the Emperor could not keep him at the forefront of the ministers. How can anyone understand it?¡±
The person who said this was not Xiao Ding Dian, but the old lame man.
Fang Jie pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Knowing how to advance and retreat is the greatest blessing."
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The servants recruited by Hongxiu were cleaning the wooden building, and many people from the neighborhood came to help. Aunt Xi sent someone to buy fresh fruits, brewed fragrant tea and put it aside. She, a woman who looked noble and honorable, actually changed into common clothes and joined the neighbors.
Not just her, all the girls in Hongxiuzhao are cleaning.
There were only two people who didn't follow suit. One was the mysterious Xi Zhuwick who never got off the car and made people feel itchy just thinking about it. The other was an old cripple sitting on the stone steps drinking.
Of course, Fang Jie and Shen Qingshan didn¡¯t help either.
After entering the city, Cui Lueshang went to visit the elders of the family. Naturally, he has a lot of courtesy that cannot be ignored. The unreliable Xiang Qingniu was said to be going to see Master Xiao of Qingleshan, but when he left, his eyes kept drifting to Shuxiang Tower on the other side of Chengmen Street. The big dog looked for a place to stay, while Shen Qingshan stood under an oleander and looked at the flowers.
Fang Jie went to a nearby tavern to buy some cooked meat, wrapped it in oil paper and sat next to the old cripple.
¡°Would you like to have a drink with you?¡±
He asked somewhat flatteringly.
The old lame man rolled his eyes at him, and like a magic trick, he took out a wine glass from his sleeve and handed it to Fang Jie. Fang Jie took it, poured a glass, looked at the busy crowd and asked, "Can you tell me about the history of the Red Sleeve Move?"
"You want to know about that person?"
The old cripple asked.
Fang Jie nodded and said in a daze: "How could such a stunning and stunning figure suddenly disappear? Although I don't want to admit that the current emperor did something, I can't find a reasonable explanation. ¡±
The old lame man said: "If the officials listen to what you said, they will immediately lock you up and jail you. Before the end of the autumn, they will chop off your head without even asking for guilt."
"You are never that kind of person."
Fang Jie said with a smile.
The old cripple took a sip of wine, was silent for a while and said: "Aunt Xi is a loving and righteous woman. Although that person is just her boss and has no other close relationship, after hearing that he left Chang'an, Aunt Xi He left Chang'an alone to look for him because he was kind to Aunt Xi, and she had to repay her kindness Although Aunt Xi didn't know how to repay her kindness at that time, and it was on the way to find that person that Xi Auntie met the man in green shirt that you saw in Fangu that day."
"love at first sight?"
Fang explained the question.
The old lame man smiled, but there was a bit of sadness in his smile: "Well, he stayed with her for a month and then left. This separation lasted ten years, and she went from looking for one person to looking for two people."
"The Red Sleeve Move is very popular in Chang'an City, but it has only been open for more than a year. After the proprietor of the Red Sleeve Move disappeared, Aunt Xi left Chang'an City. Not long after, when the proprietor was there, those officials who tried every means to curry favor with the Red Sleeve Move The people came and announced that Hong Xiu Zhao was dismissed. So many good girls were expelled from Chang'an City. After so many years, I don't know if those people were living well at the time I heard that some of them were degraded.The dust is gone these are all sinful debts. "
"Were you here then?"
Fang explained the question.
"I am here"
The old cripple nodded.
"You can't stop it?"
Fang Jie asked again.
"I?"
The old lame man snorted coldly and said: "What's the use of personal cultivation, no matter how strong it is? How can one person stop an empire? Although the government did not ban the red-sleeved move at the time, it still carried the handwriting of a big shot. Those before None of the courtiers who had sent gifts to Hongxiuzhao could offend the big shot. They could only watch Hongxiuzhao fall into disrepair. What made me hate the most was not the callousness of the big shot, but the fact that he was sitting in a higher position. The indifference of that person, from beginning to end, he never stood up and said a word for Hong Xiuzhao."
"If he had said a word, Red Sleeve Moves would not have disappeared from Chang'an."
Fang Jie sorted out what the old cripple said, and then thought about it carefully. A conspiracy that made people feel heartbroken and even disgusted gradually became clear. The more I thought about it carefully, the more I felt that the world was dark and cold and made me confused.
If his guess is true, then this conspiracy is shameful enough to nail the man who now sits on the throne of supreme power in the Sui Dynasty to the rack of shame forever.
After the old cripple took a few sips of wine, he didn't know whether he was slightly drunk or in pain. His eyes became a little blurry. He looked down at the wine gourd in his hand and murmured: "If I had had enough courage, I would not be afraid." Death, go kill a few people and poke this out, I'm afraid that person's position will be shaken for a while even if it won't be lost."
"It's just a guess, isn't it?"
Fang Jie patted the old cripple on the shoulder and said, "Maybe it's not what we thought at all."
"Maybe? Us?"
The old lame man smiled, and his eyes regained some brightness: "Then tell me, how did we guess? You only heard this. If you can guess it, I will admit that you are very smart, old man."
"What's the use of admitting that I'm smart? There's no benefit at all."
"If you can deduce everything based on what I said before, no matter whether it is the same as what we speculated, no matter whether it is correct or not, as long as it sounds reasonable I will teach you the twenty-four hands to separate the muscles and bones. . If your guess is the same as what we guessed back then, I will teach you a sword technique."
"Stingy!"
Fang Jie curled his lips and said, "One-style sword technique why didn't you say half-style?"
"Don't be dissatisfied"
The old lame man stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Old lame man, my style of swordsmanship cannot be learned by anyone who wants to. If I am not willing, even if a talented eighth-grade master kneels down to beg me, I will not teach him."
When he said this, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the more delicate Shen Qingshan standing under the oleander flowers.
After hearing this, Shen Qingshan raised the corner of his mouth and looked coldly and arrogantly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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