Luo Sanlang didn¡¯t even remember how he returned to his people. He tried his best to avoid everyone, endured the pain, endured the humiliation, and resisted the urge to cry and curse in the sky. In the military camp, he took off the clothes from a corpse and put them on randomly. Because his right hand was disabled, getting dressed became a very difficult task for him.
Then he wrapped a cloth strip around his head and put on a leather helmet.
Fortunately, there are still war horses.
He didn¡¯t dare to see Luo Wen directly. He found Luo Erlang first.
Luo Erlang is not his biological brother. These slaves don¡¯t have their own names. The master of the house gives him whatever name he wants. He is called Luo Sanlang because he is the third in age among the slaves. Luo Erlang was startled when he saw Luo Sanlang taking off his helmet, and then there was a murderous fire in his eyes.
"I'll take people back to dispose of the body first. The boy is right about what he said. We can't cause trouble for the young master at this juncture. If it affects the young master's future, we will be finished. The young master is in front of the saint, so there is no way to report him. "You should rest first and find someone to bandage your wounds. We'll talk about it when I get back."
Luo Sanlang had no other idea, so he had to find a place to hide and have someone re-bandage his wounds.
Luo Erlang took the other slaves back to deal with the corpse and the traces left in the military camp. He knew that this matter must not be exposed. Once others find out, especially if Yu Xiao and Li Fubo, who are at a disadvantage today, find out, they will definitely expose this matter at all costs.
They, Mr. Luo, have fallen into disrepute, and those two people have benefited the most. And in terms of family power, neither the Yu family nor the Li family have any fear of the Luo family.
¡°Also, if General Luo Yao knew about this matter, Luo Erlang knew what would happen to him and those slaves based on his understanding of the general. The general is a serious and strict person, and he uses military discipline to restrain even his servants at home. Why did the young master do something wrong? The general can only scold or beat him, but what else can he do? But these lowly slaves are worth less than a dog's life.
Just when Luo Erlang, with a heavy heart, was rushing back to the military camp to clean up the mess, Fang Jie, who had killed more than a dozen people but was as calm as if he had just broken a flower and caught a grasshopper, was thinking about his own way out. For him, he no longer has any fear or resistance to killing people. The reason why he said he broke off a flower and caught a grasshopper was because it was a very small thing, not worth mentioning. But these two small things can make people a little happy.
Killing the person who wants to kill you will inevitably make you feel a little happy.
Fang Jie, who was galloping on horseback, arrived not far from Tucheng, left his horse in the woods, and then, using the cover of the terrain and grass, he rushed to the outside of Tucheng with his waist low. The battle is over, and no one is paying attention to whether there is anyone outside who wants to sneak in. The soldiers in Tucheng were reorganizing their ranks. More than two thousand Youzhen Guard soldiers had completed their mission and were about to evacuate and return to their base in the imperial capital.
Fang Jie leaned against the gate of Tucheng and looked inside, and found that the teams in the city were already gathering. He carefully explored for a while and found that no one was paying attention, and then he ducked into the Tucheng.
He was about to sneak towards the crowd when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Stop!"
Fang Jie subconsciously stopped and placed his hand very close to the horizontal knife at his waist. Then he slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a somewhat fat captain coming out from behind a wall. While arranging his clothes, he glared at Fang Jie and asked, "Which team are you from? Why are you running around? The team will be heading back to camp soon. When we arrive, It¡¯s time to leave yourself here and you won¡¯t be able to come back!¡±
Just when Fang Jiejie was about to make up a lie, the fat captain asked again: "You can't hold it in any longer, are you peeing?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah"
Fang Jie nodded vigorously.
"Go back and join the queue! You showed up so sneakily that I was startled. I almost peeed but couldn't hold it back! Damn I peed my pants against the wind"
The fat captain waved his hand, his expression slightly angry.
Fang Jie apologized quickly, and then ran to where the team was gathering as if he had been granted amnesty. He didn't have time to pay attention to so much. He pushed down the leather helmet on his head, then lowered his head and got into the team, finding a place to stand. The fat captain arranged his clothes and took a quick glance without noticing where the soldier had gone. He didn't care either. He discussed with several captains and then reported to the other generals that the team had been assembled.
The leader of the army made a sound, waved his hand and said: "The general's military order is to return to the camp immediately after the task of defending Tucheng. The captains of each regiment check the number of people, and don't miss anyone."
Hearing this sentence, Fang Jie was shocked.I'm afraid several captains will call their names one after another. Unexpectedly, the captains did not count the number of people at all. They walked around in a symbolic circle and then announced the departure of the team. Fang Jie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said thank you to all the captains for being lazy.
But later he thought that this was not because the captains were lazy, but because the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty were of extremely high quality. Counting people is just a routine thing, so you don¡¯t need to pay special attention to it. Those captains and the lieutenant would not even think about whether there would be fewer people in their team. Under their inertial thinking, they would not even notice that there was an extra person in the team. This is self-confidence and trust in the soldiers under his command.
It takes at least more than an hour to walk from the martial arts arena to the imperial capital. It will take at least more than an hour to enter the imperial capital and then walk to You Xiaowei's camp. Therefore, the other generals who led the army did not dare to delay, lest the gates of Chang'an would be closed by nightfall. The team started quickly, almost trotting forward.
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Fang Jie kept his head down and followed the team all the way. Fang Jie carefully filtered what happened today in his mind. It is impossible to say that the few people who led him to the martial arts field were really officials from the Ministry of War or not pretending to be so. And they didn't use the Ministry of War's carriage because they were afraid of exposing their identities in front of others.
Therefore, the person who wants to kill him must be someone from the Ministry of War.
But after he arrived in Chang'an, he never offended anyone from the Ministry of War?
When he went to the Ministry of War Yamen to go through the formalities, he accompanied me carefully and humbly. Although he didn't put a single copper coin in, he didn't face any difficulties. After verification, the recommendation letter from the border army was stamped with the seal of the Ministry of War, and it was successfully approved by the Ministry of War. Fang Jie knew that Mr. Zhuo must have helped.
Because of this, he could not figure out why someone from the Ministry of War wanted to put him to death. He only entered the yamen of the Ministry of War once, and he had no contact with anyone from the Ministry of War since then. And with Mr. Zhuo helping him, those officials from the Ministry of War should not make things difficult for him.
? Jogging all the way and thinking all the way.
Fang Jie still couldn¡¯t figure it out. There were two things he could be sure of. One was that he had not offended anyone since he arrived in the imperial capital. Secondly, if he has to be involved with people from the Ministry of War, then it must be related to Fan Gu's matter. When he thought of this, Fang Jie had a thought in his mind. Could it be related to the officers of the Ministry of War who died in Fangu? Did the people from the Ministry of War find out about his murder?
??My mind was trembling.
Fang Jie knew that his life in the imperial capital would not be peaceful.
As he continued to think along this line of thinking, Fang Jie¡¯s mind became clearer and clearer. The people from the Ministry of War wanted to kill him, but because of Mr. Zhuo or other reasons, those people did not dare to attack him blatantly, and even did not dare to deprive him of the qualification to take the Martial Arts Academy exam, so they had to do it secretly. .
??Introducing him to the martial arts arena and killing people with borrowed knives.
There is no doubt that Luo Wen is an extremely sharp knife that someone from the Ministry of War borrowed. If Fang Jie hadn't planned to believe Luo Wen from the beginning, he might have died here inexplicably. Based on his understanding of the children of those aristocratic families, he knew that Rowan would not be able to tolerate him after winning the first place.
Fang Jie thought of the way to unite two other people to break Tucheng. Luo Wen relied on this superior position. He would never allow this matter to be spread, so he would definitely kill Fang Jie. Fang Jie thought of this level when he gave Luo Wen advice. People from aristocratic families would never care about the life or death of an unknown person.
??Especially an unknown person with unknown origins.
After Luo Wen left with his troops, Fang Jie began to make arrangements. There is no shortage of weapons in the military camp, and it is not difficult for the opponent to use these weapons to kill people.
When I think of this, I can¡¯t figure it out no matter how carefully I think about it. He stopped thinking about this direction and began to calculate how to escape.
There is a chance that someone might recognize him at any time on the way and that he is not a soldier of Youxiao Guard, let alone when he returns to the camp? I'm afraid that after entering the camp, the soldiers from each team will return to their tents, and Fang Jie will immediately be unable to escape. So if you want to escape, you can only find a way on the way back to Chang'an City.
Fang Jie began to slow down deliberately, not to a ridiculously slow pace. Instead, he slowly slowed down, allowing those behind him to gradually surpass him. This process was very slow, and it took him half an hour to successfully reach the back of the team. What I have to say is that the soldiers of You Xiaowei are of excellent quality. They ran all the way, and when they went out for nearly ten miles, no one fell behind because of fatigue.
Of course, Fang Jie will definitely fall behind.
After the team marched forward for another five miles, no one paid attention to Fang Jie, who deliberately fell at the back. He started to run off track, and when he reached the side of the official road, he quickly plunged into the grass in a deep ditch on the side of the road. In order to drain away the accumulated water, gullies were dug on both sides of the official road. When the grass was thick, Fang Jie rolled down and found the thickest place to quickly dig in.Got in.
Through the grass, he saw that the team was getting further and further away, and no one noticed that he had fallen behind. Fang Jie slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then lay down on the soft grass and stretched his body.
I touched the wound on my right arm and it hurt.
Looking at his injuries, he couldn't help but remember what Mu Xiaoyao said to him before entering the city: "I can't tell the strength of the old cripple, but I know that he must be good at using his left hand. The energy flow in his left hand is much stronger As for the right hand, if you have to deal with him, you have to be careful with his left hand.¡±
Fang Jie likes to use a knife, so he can also see the knife callus on the palm of the old cripple's left hand.
But Fang Jie will not tell anyone that cutting off his right arm is not just to practice the old cripple's left-hand sword.
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Fang Jie waited in the grass until the You Xiaowei team disappeared from sight before he dared to stand up. He looked at the Right Xiaowei uniform and couldn't help but frown.
Just when he was worried about how to enter Chang'an, he suddenly saw another group of people coming on the official road. He hurriedly hid in the dark, fearing that some important figure from the imperial court would return to the city from the martial arts arena. When the team got nearby, he felt a little more at ease. The team of six or seven carriages and a hundred people didn't look like they were from the government.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It was a dozen men on tall horses, not in official uniforms, but their bright-clothed and angry horses were quite imposing. Because the Sui Dynasty lacked horses, those who could ride tall horses must have a court background even if they were not from the army or government. Because ordinary wealthy businessmen would never dare to be so ostentatious.
Fang Jie, who was hiding in the grass, did not dare to move. When the carriage arrived, he noticed a sky blue flag on it. There is one on every carriage, with a line of large red characters embroidered on it.
Fang Jie's heart moved, and then he couldn't help but smile. I don¡¯t know which trading company it is that dares to raise the flag, but it¡¯s such a loud tone!
"Goods are sold all over the world. These four words are extremely popular."
Just when his mocking eyes fell on the flag, he suddenly felt something strange around him. He grasped the handle of the Hengdao almost instantly. When he turned his head to look, he found a middle-aged man squatting beside him. He was so fat that he almost became a ball.
This fat man, wearing a moon-white robe, with his front and back soaked with sweat, was staring at him in surprise.
It was so sudden that this fat man appeared silently less than one meter away from Fang Jie!
Fang Jie had no doubt that if this fat ball wanted to kill him, he would have turned into a corpse without even feeling it.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Jie's eyes widened in shock at what he saw clearly.
The fat ball squatted beside him, squatting on the blade of a weed.
The weeds are swaying gently with the breeze, and the fat ball is swaying gently with the weeds!
The Big Dog is a master of Qinggong, but the Big Dog¡¯s Qinggong is nothing compared to this fat ball! Such a heavy body is squatting on a blade of grass, and it can still swing in the wind without any sense of violation!
Fang Jie couldn¡¯t help crawling back and exiting. He stared at the fat man and asked, ¡°Ghost?¡±
In anyone¡¯s common sense, people cannot do this. Ghost talents are lighter than fallen leaves.