Chapter 72

The rising sun dragged the shadow of the three-story wooden building of the tea move far away. After it coincided with the shadow of a big tree next to it, standing high, it looked like a giant with one arm.

Perhaps only in the early morning and dusk, the imperial capital Chang'an will be more gentle and less solemn.

Tea recruit wants to reopen the door in Chang'an City, which requires cumbersome and complex procedures. So early in the morning, Tu Wu, the housekeeper, took people to the Yamen of Chang'an mansion with gifts. Even if the people in the government didn't make trouble, they couldn't finish all the formalities in a day or two.

After a sleepless night, thrush stood in the back window and looked at the scenery and people in the backyard. Just when she was a little stunned, several soldiers in official clothes walked into the door of red tea move. The servant who was sorting out the main hall hurried forward. When he asked, he knew that these people came to find a solution.

The servant asked the officers to sit down, then offered hot tea and hurriedly went up to the third floor to report to Aunt Xia. Xi thrush thought for a while and said, "since it's the official looking for it, there will be nothing wrong. Go and find the solution and call Lord Luo by the way. I have something to discuss with him."

The servant answered and went downstairs to the backyard. After hearing this, Fang Xie and Lord Luo walked back together. Out of politeness, Fang Xie first went up the third floor to say goodbye to Xi thrush.

Xi thrush glanced at the broken arm tied with half a dead branch, picked up a bag of wound medicine from the table and handed it to him: "sometimes too paranoid is not a good thing."

Fang Xie thanked him, smiled and said, "at this time, it's hard to avoid being down-to-earth."

Xi thrush didn't mention the practice of Dao any more. After thinking for a while, he said in a gentle voice, "the emperor capital is not fan Gu's small town, and the people here are no better than fan Gu's villagers. Especially the officials, they can lower their heads and don't raise their heads. They can nod their heads and try not to shake their heads even if they are in trouble."

Fang Xie felt warm and bowed slightly to say goodbye.

The rest thrush didn't explain anything, just didn't know why he looked at the back of the boy downstairs and sighed slightly. The old cripple seemed to see something and asked softly, "what's wrong?"

The rest thrush shook his head slightly, thinking that maybe he thought too much.

When Fang Xie arrived at the lobby on the first floor, the officers of the army were stunned when they saw his embarrassed appearance. In particular, the broken arm hanging around the neck looks really sad. The chief officer looked at Fang Xie and said just follow me to the Ministry of military affairs, then turned around and went out.

Fang Xie nodded humbly and showed enough respect for these small officials. You know, in the imperial capital, perhaps a casual petty official without real power can break his future. For example, it would be disgusting if the leaders of the six or seven products of the Ministry of war refused to seal his application for participation in the martial arts academy.

For such an indifferent and arrogant attitude, Fang Xie could only smile and shake his head.

The biggest difference between imperial officials and local officials is that they can dress better. A seven grade official is a county magistrate who is in charge of the punishment of the county and the people's livelihood. In his territory, he can say nothing. However, in the imperial capital Chang'an, most of the seven grade officials are like running dogs, and most of them have no real power. But even so, the attitude raised by imperial officials is still high, which makes people uncomfortable.

Out of the door of the tea move, Fang Xie saw a carriage parked by the side of the road.

When he saw the carriage, Fang Xie couldn't help being a little stunned.

There was no sign on the carriage.

In the great Sui Dynasty, whether it was the Yamen of various ministries or the big family, there were imprints representing their identity. For example, the carriage of the military headquarters usually draws a black pattern of one shield and one knife. The carriage used by the household department is generally painted with a balance, with books and silver ingots on one side.

Most of the aristocratic families take flowers, trees and wild animals as their family marks.

For example, in the Yu family, the carriage is painted with green and bright ivy, which represents the prosperity of the family. The carriage of the Li family in Longyou is painted with a fierce tiger with ribs and wings, which was set by the Emperor himself, representing the bravery and loyalty of the Li family army.

And this carriage is very ordinary.

So Fang Xie's expression changed slightly, then looked down at his broken right arm and frowned slightly. I don't know what I'm worried about, or the pain at the broken arm is unbearable.

When the chief official arrived at the carriage, his attitude became more gentle. He even lifted the curtain of the carriage and said an invitation. Fang Xie quickly made a flattered expression, declined a few words, and then boarded the carriage. The chief official then came up, but the others didn't follow.

"You're lucky today."

When he got on the carriage and put down the curtain, the official's attitude became more and more enthusiastic. Maybe he pretended to be indifferent in front of others, or maybe he was trying to hide the unnaturalness on his face.

"How to say?"

Fang Xie asked.

The officer smiled and said, "we don't have to go to the military academy, but directly to the martial arts arena outside the city. Today is the last competition among the top three in the martial arts academy. All the adults of the military academy have to go to the martial arts arena to watch. You are lucky to go in, and I can only wait outside when I send it to the place."

"What can I do for you?"

Fang Xie asked cautiously.

"How do I know? I'm just an ordered man."

The official smiled at himself and said, "those who can enter the martial arts court to watch the war are all big people. Even Prince Yi went down on behalf of his majesty. It can be seen that the imperial court attaches great importance to the last competition of the top three in the martial arts court."

"Forgive me for being ignorant."

Fang Xie asked, "who is the top three in the martial arts academy?"

"Yu Xiao, son of the Yu family, Luo Wen, son of the Luo family, and Li Fubo, son of the Li family."

Speaking of this, the official immediately opened the chatterbox and said, "these three great people have been changing the positions of the top three in the martial arts academy for three years, but there is nothing else. They have always been controlled by these three CHILDES. Today is their last competition after the expiration of three years, but it is related to their future."

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The officials talked more and more along the way. Fang Xie heard a lot about the martial arts academy. I just don't know how many officials at his level say are true and how many are fabricated out of thin air. You should know that there are two kinds of people with the strongest heart of gossip, one is a gossip woman and the other is a job.

"According to the Convention, the first name of each phase of the martial arts academy will be directly awarded as a general from the fourth grade Lang, who will directly enter our sixteen guards of the Sui Dynasty. There is a bright future. While the second and third places will generally be awarded as other generals of the fifth grade, but they can't directly enter the soldiers. They often have to go to the border troops to practice."

The official smiled proudly because of his extensive knowledge and said, "this is not just the difference in official rank, but an honor."

"Yu Xiao is the eldest son of the Yu family. It is said that the old man of the Yu family attaches great importance to him. When he entered the martial arts academy, he gave Yu Xiao the tiger pattern bead, the most precious treasure of the Yu family. This treasure can only be worn by the previous owners of the Yu family. The meaning of the old man's doing so is self-evident."

"Young master Luo Wen is the only son of the left avant-garde general Luo Yao of Yongzhou. He has been extremely intelligent since childhood. General Luo Yao is an invincible top nine in the world. His martial arts are like this. Young master Luo Wen's ability can be seen. Moreover, unlike the other two young masters, he has fought with general Luo Yao since childhood. Yongzhou is located in the southern Xinjiang, and there are many stubborn indigenous tribal rebellions, Every year, the general will kill 800 people. "

"As for Li Fubo, the son of the Li family, he is the most low-key of the three sons. Three years ago, he rode a bad horse and carried a bag into the imperial capital. No one knew that he was the son of the Li family. No one even noticed him for a while after he entered the martial arts academy. However, from the first examination, he became a blockbuster. It is said that even President Zhou of the martial arts academy They all spoke highly of him. "

Fang Xie couldn't help sighing after the official introduced the three hot figures in the martial arts academy.

The martial arts academy is known as the most special place in the Sui Dynasty, but people from aristocratic families still shine. Even if the poor children have the chance to enter the martial arts academy, they are afraid to do nothing. But Fang Xie also understood that this situation was not because the professors of the martial arts academy were partial to the children of the aristocratic family, but what the people of the aristocratic family had learned since childhood, which was far from comparable to the children of poor families. When the poor people were still worrying about food and clothing, the children of the aristocratic family had read the classics of war.

Different starting points lead to different prospects.

"This poor master, what is the last competition?"

Fang Xie asked.

"It's said to be offensive and defensive... There is an earth city with a radius of four miles in the martial arts arena, which is specially built for practicing siege and defense. How many troops and horses each of the three CHILDES takes to attack the earth city depends on its advantages and disadvantages."

The official laughed at himself and said, "how can I know?"

"Sir, can you tell me exactly what the adults of the military headquarters call me? I'm also prepared to avoid losing etiquette."

Fang Xie took a silver ticket from his cuff and put it into the officer's hand, but the officer refused to take it.

"I don't know"

Referring to this, the officer's face suddenly became cold again: "when you get to the place, someone will pick you up. As for what adults ask you, how can I know."

Fang Xie said well and stopped asking.

He looked down at his broken arm with a flash of worry in his eyes.

Tea move

The old lame man looked at the rest thrush and asked, "there's no problem that the boy was suddenly found by the people of the army. The girl disappeared. I had to retreat and ask for the second place to teach the stupid boy. If it doesn't happen again, don't I like a declining girl?"

The rest thrush frowned slightly, stared at the scenery in the backyard and said in silence for a moment: "Lord Luo... Do you feel that the solution is similar to him?"

"Paranoid?"

Lord Luo asked after he was stunned.

The rest thrush didn't answer. He looked at a sandalwood box on the table and hesitated.

"Just returned to the imperial capital. I don't want to cause any trouble for the tea move."

She said.

The old cripple's face changed, nodded and said I understand. He turned and went out. His back looked lonely and depressed.

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martial-arts arena

Viewing platform

Sitting in the middle is the sixth younger brother of the current emperor's majesty, and it is also the only prince who remains in Chang'an city. At the beginning, the seven sons won the line. After the failure of the eldest prince and the third prince, one was assigned to Ningan tower to guard the border, and the other was imprisoned in a remote place in southern Xinjiang. The seventh prince, the later loyal prince, disappeared ten years ago and has not heard from him until now.

The second prince was granted the title of Prince of fruit, and the land was granted along the coast of eastern Xinjiang. The fifth Prince died of illness and was posthumously crowned Prince Jia. The sixth prince, who is now talking and laughing on the viewing platform, was named Prince Yi. He stayed in Chang'an and did not return to his fief in Boling County in the northwest. It is said that when he said goodbye to the emperor, he cried bitterly. The emperor remembered his brothers and left him.

Prince Yi didn't take part in the affairs of the DPRK. He raised flowers, walked birds or fished by the lake every day. He walked all over Chang'an.

However, because he is now the only prince in Chang'an, plus he is easygoing and benevolent, and he doesn't value money, makes friends and upholds justice, he has a high reputation among the courtiers. Prince Yi is also an elegant man. It is said that there are many admirers in the brothels by the Xinshui River, the capital of the emperor.

Although he has entered middle age, he is elegant, elegant and heroic.

How can women not like more money and more leisure.

Prince Yi is a person who knows how to enjoy life, so even if he watches the battle of the top three in the martial arts arena, he still takes four beautiful maidens and drinks wine from the western regions. The wrench on his thumb is green and dripping. It is something of the imperial family in the previous dynasty and is invaluable.

He likes tea best, but he only uses the clear spring water of Qianshou mountain thirty miles outside the imperial city to make tea.

He didn't wear a sword and hang a knife, but one of the maidens held a moon invitation sword. The emperor of the eastern Chu state once proposed to exchange it with a big city.

He likes wine, beauty, beauty, everything beautiful.

His name is Yang Yin. He is a prince who looks idle and in a mess.

"When will it start?"

He smiled and asked the people sitting next to him.

Sitting next to him was an old man who looked very tall with shiny black hair and couldn't find a white hair. Wear a soft and comfortable cotton robe, cloth shoes, white socks, tilt your legs and hold two walnuts in your hand. His face was ruddy and he couldn't find a few wrinkles, but he felt that he should be old.

Prince Yi Yang Yin asked, but there was no answer.

He looked sideways and couldn't help laughing.

The old man fell asleep.