(If there are not many book reviews, the awards will be extended to next month, but the monthly ticket lottery will be drawn at the end of the month. Although the maximum reward is only 10,000 Zongheng coins, it is what I want. Thank you everyone!) 601 Chapter Ten Years of Purity, Can I Get Fatter? Guarding outside Cuimuzhuang is the Royal Forbidden Army. Although they are far away from Chang'an Imperial City, they are still the inviolable Forbidden Army, an army that represents the dignity of the royal family. The captain of the imperial army who was on duty outside Cuimu Village saw hundreds of well-dressed men guarding a carriage that stopped not far away. Before anyone could come over to question him, he saw a steward-looking man getting out of the carriage. , stretched out his hand and pointed this way. Following that, hundreds of strong men in strong suits drew their weapons and rushed towards this side. The captain of the Forbidden Army was startled, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Warning, someone is going to attack the manor!" A Forbidden Army hurriedly turned around and ran in. After a while, there was a sound of drums coming from inside. Those hundreds of big men were obviously well-trained elites. When they rushed over, they did not rush forward in a rush, but maintained a tight fighting formation and were impeccable. The face of the Forbidden Army captain changed. There were only a dozen soldiers on duty outside the door, but as the Forbidden Army, they must not turn around and run away. "Kill!" The captain of the Forbidden Army drew out his horizontal knife, blocked the knife coming from a big man, and kicked the man in the heart. This kick was so powerful and heavy that he kicked the man away. After the man landed, After struggling for a few times, he saw that he was dead. Although the captain had not touched anyone for a long time, his cultivation was still there after all. With the inner energy on his sword, he chopped down the second man who jumped at him with one strike, and removed half of the shoulder of the big man beside him with another strike. . He dodged a knife and watched helplessly as the men next to him were surrounded by three big men and chopped to death with knives. Seeing his companions being killed and his dignity being challenged, the captain of the Forbidden Army's anger immediately emerged. With a roar, he counterattacked into the crowd of big men with a knife. He used the horizontal knife in his hand to open a path of blood, and went straight towards the steward-looking man next to the carriage to kill him. The captain of the imperial army knew that he had too few manpower, and all his men were blocking the door to prevent the big men from entering. If he wanted to control the situation, he must first take down the man who seemed to be the leader. With just a second of thought, he made an immediate decision. Against the flow of people, he separated the crowd with one knife after another. He was like a stone in the rapids. The river rushed over and was split in half by the stone. But even if he has good cultivation, he is still alone. After rushing forward for more than ten steps, without the support of his companions, he was immediately in danger. Just as he knocked down the big man opposite him with a knife, he felt pain in his shoulder and was opened by a knife. He gritted his teeth and wiped away the neck of the big man who had hurt him with a backhand knife, and continued to move forward in the spray of blood mist. "Eh" The steward standing by the carriage raised a smile and said: "I really didn't expect that there are such bloody men in the Forbidden Army. It's rare. I thought that after more than ten years of leisure, these people had forgotten how to behave. He pointed at the captain and said, "Don't pay attention to this person. Just let him come over. Just rush into the village and kill them all if you don't miss one." If you don't do it well, the proprietor will keep you in vain, and you will have no shame in going back to collect money from the proprietor." "Yes!" The group of strong men moved out of the way and ignored the imperial captain. Instead, they stormed towards the entrance of Cuimuzhuang. The dozen or so Forbidden Army soldiers guarding the entrance immediately increased their pressure, and within a short time, four or five of them were chopped down. After all, the Forbidden Army guarding Cuimuzhuang has not taken action for more than ten years, and they have not maintained training on weekdays. Although they have beaten drums to warn, how could the Forbidden Army soldiers resting in Zhuangzi rush over so quickly to support them. Most of the soldiers who were not on duty were not wearing armor. When they heard the shouts of killing, they had no time to put on their armor and ran towards the door with their knives in hand. By the time they rushed to the door, those well-dressed men had already invaded the courtyard. The captain of the Forbidden Army raised his knife and rushed towards the steward. He looked back and saw that the door had collapsed, and the big men poured into the courtyard like a tide. He felt anxious, and after roaring, he rushed towards the steward. When he saw that The steward was so thin and weak that he didn't use a knife to capture him alive but punched the steward in the nose. The steward raised his hand casually, but he grasped the captain's fist just right. When he twisted his hand, the captain's arm twisted accordingly, and the body of the imperial captain immediately twisted to one side. The steward put a little force on his wrist, and there was a click. The captain's arm was broken and pierced out from the flesh, and it was bloody and white. The steward pulled the captain of the imperial army toward him, then twisted the captain's arm and pushed it forward. The broken bone stabbed out of the captain's arm?Hit it accurately into the captain's throat. With just a pull and a push, the imperial captain with good cultivation was killed by his own bones. The steward let go and looked at the Forbidden Army captain who fell on the ground with some pity: "It was a more dignified death than I expected, not bad." After the murder, the steward walked into Cuimu Manor with his hands behind his back. At this time, most of the Forbidden Army soldiers had already rushed out and started fighting with those well-dressed men in the yard. The steward ignored him and walked along the corridor with his hands behind his back, as if the fighting around him had nothing to do with him. Some Forbidden Army soldiers rushed over and tried to stop him, but he didn't see any movement that could kill those who blocked him. There were constant shouts of killing in the yard, but he strode into the backyard without stopping at all. Everyone he met along the way, whether they were soldiers of the Forbidden Army or maids and servants, he raised his hand to kill every one he met, leaving no one alive. When he walked into the backyard, he immediately saw the man sitting on a low stool holding a fishing rod and fishing. Because the man was wearing a big bamboo hat, it was difficult to tell his age. He seemed to be concentrating on waiting for the fish to take the bait, and he didn't pay any attention to the shouts of death outside. "Cui Sheng, a common man, has met the prince!" After the steward came in, he swept away a maid standing at the door with a flick of his sleeves. The maid flew four or five meters away and fell into the pool with a splash, causing a splash of water. The fishing man frowned slightly and his eyes became cold. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ Looking at the ripples in the small lake, and the body of the maid floating in the middle of the ripples, Prince Zhuang Yang Zhi¡¯s hand on the fishing rod tightened slightly, but still did not move. The steward was not far away, bowing his head and saluting, but he didn't speak. Cui Sheng waited for a while but received no answer. He glanced at the female corpse floating on the water and came to his senses. He straightened up and slapped himself seven or eight times in a row. "Your Majesty, please calm down. It's the common people who are being rude. They just feel that these people are no longer useful. The proprietor has chosen a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River, and the new bodyguards are already waiting for you, Your Majesty. These people are sent by the Emperor to monitor you." Yours, I heard that I don¡¯t respect you very much on weekdays, so the grassroots got angry and disturbed the prince¡¯s fishing. Please forgive me!¡± ¡°Which family do you belong to, Cui, Boling or Jinling?¡± Zhi asked after being silent for a while. "The grassroots are not here on behalf of any family, but on behalf of everyone." Cui Sheng smiled, not caring at all about the burning and painful face he slapped: "Several proprietors are in Jiming County, ten miles away. There is a banquet in the Songbai Building, just waiting for the grassroots to pick you up. When you get to the place, the prince will know who it is. " Yang Zhi took off the bamboo hat and put it aside, then raised his hand to lift the fishing rod, and the fish came out. There was a fat fish hanging on the hook, but it was not frightened away by the female body that fell into the water before. He took the fat fish off the hook, looked at it, sighed for some reason, and then put the fish back into the water. "It's a pity. Without Cuiliu, there is no pickled fish, and there is no point in catching it." He stood up and glanced at the steward: "Cuiliu is the maid you just beat to death." Cui Sheng's expression changed, and he He took out a short knife from his arms, took it with his left hand, and then slashed his right hand with a knife, and the severed hand fell to the ground with a snap. Blood immediately poured out from the severed wrist and soon flowed all over the floor. His face turned white in an instant, but he still forced a smile and said to Yang Zhi: "The common people used this hand to kill Miss Cuiliu just now, and now they are using this hand to make Miss Cuiliu wrong. I don't know. In this way, can the prince be a little less angry? " Yang Zhi glanced at him with squinted eyes, nodded and said: "It makes me impressed. People like you are just servants. It seems that there are many people in the Central Plains. It's a pity that the talented people can't be used by the Sui Dynasty." He walked out slowly, and when he reached the door of the backyard, he glanced at the corpses lying on both sides of the corridor, paused slightly, but didn't say anything. The fighting in the yard outside was not over yet. The heavily armored men with superior numbers had already taken control of the situation. Those soldiers of the Forbidden Army had noble status but average combat power. Most of them were killed or injured in a short time. At this time, the remaining dozens of people were forced to stand in front of them. In a corner, someone fell down with a knife from time to time. Yang Zhi walked all the way forward. The steward tore off a piece of cloth from his body and tightened his arms. He took a deep breath and quickly caught up with Yang Zhi. "The carriage is outside. Are you leaving now, Your Majesty?" "No" Yang Zhi looked at the Imperial Guards who were still resisting desperately, and after a moment of silence he said, "Since you are going to leave Cuimu Manor, you naturally have to change your clothes and look decent. clothes." He looked at them one by one.The Forbidden Army soldiers who were leaving suddenly shouted: "Good death!" And the strange thing was that none of the Forbidden Army soldiers were angry. Instead, they looked at Yang Zhi with a strange look, and then someone shouted loudly. He said: "Your Majesty is leaving, I won't see you off any longer!" Yang Zhi nodded, laughing for some reason. He returned to his room, found out the prince's crown robe that he had not worn for more than ten years, and then put it on meticulously in front of the bronze mirror, arranging even the details to ensure that there were no wrinkles on the clothes. Putting this black prince's robe on him, his temperament immediately changed. The steward was in severe pain because of his broken arm, his face was as ugly as paper, and sweat was dripping down his forehead, as if he had just washed his face. He waited patiently at the door for Yang Zhi to change clothes, and resisted any urging. He knew that although this man was just a imprisoned prince, he no longer had the majesty he once had. But this person is extremely important to the proprietor, so he must not offend him. After Yang Zhi changed his clothes, he took a towel and wiped the dust off his clothes. Then he sat down and changed into a pair of brand new boots, moving very slowly and seriously. After getting dressed, he walked to the bronze mirror again and looked at it. "Your Majesty, can you leave?" The steward didn't bring any wound medicine with him. Although he had his arm restrained, he was still bleeding. Seeing Yang Zhi still looking at the mirror, he couldn't help but ask. "Alas" Yang Zhi looked at himself in the bronze mirror, ignored the manager's words and sighed, and then said with some annoyance: "I haven't worn these clothes for more than ten years, I didn't expect that I would gain such weight. , The clothes seemed to be pinched on her body, not pretty at all Sigh If I had known better, I would have eaten less of the food made by Cuiliu, because her cooking was so delicious. " He looked back. The steward asked seriously: "Have you prepared new clothes for me?" The steward was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "If the prince wants it, of course he will have it." Yang Zhi hummed, and then said to himself There was a sentence that the steward couldn't understand: "I have been clean for more than ten years, but I could actually be fatter. It's a pity"