Chapter 601

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Outside cuimu villa is the imperial forbidden army. Although they are far away from Chang'an Imperial City, they are still inviolable forbidden troops and represent the dignity of the royal family. The Imperial Guard on duty outside cuimu village saw hundreds of strong men guarding a carriage stop not far away. Before someone could cross examine it, he saw a steward coming down from the carriage and pointed here.

Immediately following the hundreds of strong men, they drew out their weapons and rushed here. The Imperial Guard was stunned and immediately turned back and shouted, "warning, someone is going to attack the Manor!"

A forbidden army hurried back and ran in, and soon there were bursts of drums.

The hundreds of big men were obviously well-trained and elite. When they rushed over, they didn't rush into the crowd, but kept a tight battle formation and were impeccable. The captain's face changed. There were only a dozen soldiers on duty outside the gate, but as a forbidden army, they must not turn around and run away.

"Kill!"

The captain of the forbidden military academy took out the horizontal knife, blocked the knife from a big man, and kicked it on the man's heart. The foot was strong and heavy, and directly kicked the man out. After the man landed, he struggled for a few times and saw that he was dead. Although the captain hadn't touched anyone for a long time, his accomplishments were still there. The internal strength of the knife chopped over the second man, and then took off half of the man's shoulder.

He dodged a knife and watched his men be chopped to death by three big men.

Looking at the killing of his companions and the provocation of his dignity, the captain of the forbidden army immediately burst out his anger and roared. Unexpectedly, he rushed back with a knife into the crowd of big men. He threw a path of blood with the horizontal knife in his hand and killed the steward next to the carriage.

The Imperial College captain knew that there were too few people on his side, and all his men were blocked at the door to prevent those big men from killing in. If he wanted to control the situation, he must take the man who looked like the leader first. Just a moment later, he made a decision immediately. He separated the crowd one by one against the flow of people. He was like a stone in the torrent. The river rushed over and was split in half by the stone.

But even if his cultivation is good, he is alone after all. After a dozen steps forward, without the support of his companions, there was an immediate danger. Just a knife turned over the big man opposite. He felt a pain on his shoulder and was cut open by a knife. He bit his teeth, wiped open the big man's neck with a backhand knife, and continued to move forward in the sprayed blood mist.

"Eh"

The steward standing by the carriage picked his mouth and said with a smile, "I didn't expect such a bloody man in the forbidden army. It's rare. I thought these people had forgotten how to carry knives in their spare time of more than ten years."

He pointed to the school captain and said, "don't pay attention to this man. Just let him come. Just rush into the villa. Don't miss one of these forbidden troops and kill them all. If you can't do this well, the owner will support you for nothing. You have no face to go back and get the money from the owner."

"Yes!"

The group of strong men made way of the road and ignored the Imperial College captain. Instead, they stormed towards the gate of cuimu village. The more than a dozen imperial soldiers guarding the gate immediately increased their pressure and were cut down four or five before long.

After all, the imperial guards guarding cuimu villa haven't moved for more than ten years, and they haven't kept training on weekdays. Although they have beat drums to warn, the imperial guards resting in Zhuangzi can come to support so soon. Most of the soldiers who were not on duty did not wear armor. When they heard the cry of killing, they had no time to put on their armor and ran to the door with a knife.

By the time they rushed to the door, the strong men had stormed into the yard.

The captain of the forbidden army rushed at the steward with his knife. He looked back and saw that the door had fallen. The big men poured into the yard like a tide. He was urgent. He shouted and rushed towards the steward. He saw that the steward was thin and weak. Instead of using a knife, he punched the steward on the nose in order to catch him alive.

The steward raised his hand carelessly, but just clenched the captain's fist. As soon as his hand twisted, the captain's arm twisted, and the body of the captain of the forbidden army immediately twisted to one side. With a slight force and a click on the steward's wrist, the captain's arm was broken and stabbed out of the meat, bloody and white.

The steward pulled the captain of the forbidden military academy to his side, then twisted the captain's arm and pushed it forward. The broken bone stabbed from the captain's arm accurately stabbed into the captain's throat. With only a push and a pull, the well-trained Imperial College captain was killed by his own bones.

The steward let go and looked piteously at the Imperial College captain who fell to the ground: "it's more dignified than I expected. It's good."

After the murder, the steward took charge and walked into cuimu villa.

At this time, most of the soldiers of the forbidden army had rushed out and fought with those strong men in the yard. The steward ignored it and walked all the way down the corridor, as if the fighting around him had nothing to do with him. Some soldiers of the forbidden army rushed over and tried to stop him. They could kill the people who stopped him without any action.

There was a constant cry of killing in the yard, but he didn't stop at all. He strode into the backyard. People met along the way, whether soldiers of the forbidden army or servant girls, raised their hands and killed one, but none survived.

When he walked into the backyard, he saw the man sitting on a low stool fishing with a fishing rod. Because the man was wearing a big hat, he couldn't see his age. He seemed to be concentrating on waiting for the fish to take the bait, ignoring the shouting and killing outside.

"Cao min Cui Sheng, have you seen the king!"

After the steward came in, he swept a servant girl standing at the door with a brush of his sleeve. The servant girl flew four or five meters away and fell into the pool with a plop, stirring up a splash of water.

The fishing man frowned slightly and his eyes became cold.

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Looking at the ripples in the small lake and the body of the servant girl floating in the middle of the ripples, Prince Zhuang Yang Zhi tightened his hand holding the fishing rod a little, but he still didn't move. The steward bowed his head not far away, and he didn't speak.

Cui Sheng waited for a while without answering. He glanced at the female corpse floating on the water and woke up. He straightened up and slapped himself seven or eight times.

"Lord, it's rude of the grass people to calm down. The grass people just feel that these people are no longer useful. The proprietor has selected the beautiful women in the south of the Yangtze River and the new guards are waiting for you. These people are sent by the emperor to monitor you. It's said that they don't respect you very much on weekdays, so the grass people are more angry and disturb the king's fishing. Please forgive me!"

"Which family are you from? Cui, Boling or Jinling?"

Yang Zhi asked after being silent for a while.

"The grass people do not come on behalf of any family, but on behalf of everyone."

Cui Sheng smiled and didn't care about his burning face: "several proprietors put a banquet in the Songbai building in Jiming County ten miles away. Just wait for the grass people to pick you up. When you get to the place, the Lord will know who it is."

Yang Zhi took off the hat and put it aside. Then he raised his hand and lifted the fishing rod. There was a fat fish hanging on the hook. Unexpectedly, he was not frightened away by the female corpse falling into the water. He took the fat fish off the hook, looked at it, sighed for some reason, and then put the fish back into the water.

"Unfortunately, without Cuiliu, there will be no pickled cabbage fish, and it's meaningless to catch it."

He stood up and looked at the steward: "Cuiliu is the servant girl who was just killed by you."

As soon as Cui Sheng's face changed, he took out a short knife from his arms, took it in his left hand, then fiercely chopped it in his right hand, and the broken hand fell to the ground with a slap. Blood gushed out of the broken wrist and soon flowed all over the ground. For a moment, his face turned white, but he still said to Yang Zhi with a strong smile: "Cao min killed girl Cuiliu with this hand just now. Now he uses this hand to accompany girl Cuiliu. I don't know if the Lord can reduce his anger a little."

Yang Zhi squinted at him, nodded and said, "I'm impressed. People like you are just servants. It seems that there are many talents in the Central Plains, which can't be used by the great Sui Dynasty. It's a pity."

He walked out slowly. When he reached the gate of the backyard, he looked at the bodies lying on both sides of the corridor. He stepped a little, but didn't say anything.

The fighting in the yard outside is not over yet. The strong men with dominant numbers have controlled the situation. The soldiers of the forbidden army are noble but have average combat power. Most of them were killed and injured soon. At this time, the remaining dozens of people were forced to a corner, and someone fell down with a knife from time to time.

Yang Zhi walked all the way. The steward tore a piece of cloth from himself and tightened his arm. He took a deep breath and quickly caught up with Yang Zhi.

"The carriage is outside, Lord, but leave now?"

"No"

Yang Zhi looked at the forbidden army who was still struggling to resist. He was silent for a while and said, "since you want to go out of cuimu villa, you naturally have to change into something like clothes."

He looked at the fallen soldiers of the forbidden army one by one and suddenly shouted, "good death!"

The strange thing was that none of the soldiers of the forbidden army was angry, but looked at Yang Zhi with strange eyes, and then someone shouted, "the Lord is leaving, I can't wait!"

Yang Zhi nodded. He didn't know why he laughed.

He returned to his room, found out the prince's crown clothes he hadn't worn for more than ten years, and then put them on meticulously in front of the bronze mirror. He even sorted out the details to ensure that there were no wrinkles on the clothes. When the black Prince's robe was worn on him, he immediately changed his temperament.

The steward's face was as ugly as paper because of the severe pain of the broken arm. The sweat on his forehead flowed down as if he had just washed his face. He waited patiently at the door for Yang Zhi to change his clothes. He endured no urge. He knew that although he was just a forbidden prince, he had lost his prestige. But this man is very important to the owner, so he must not offend.

After Yang Zhi changed his clothes, he took a towel to wipe the dust off his clothes. Then he sat down and changed a pair of new boots. He was very slow and serious.

Dressed up, he went to the bronze mirror again and looked at it.

"Lord, can you go?"

The steward didn't take the wound medicine with him. Although he strangled his arm, he still bled. Seeing that Yang Zhi was still dawdling in the mirror, he couldn't help asking.

"Alas..."

Yang Zhi looked at himself in the bronze mirror, ignored the steward's words, but sighed, and then said with some chagrin: "I haven't worn this dress for more than ten years. I didn't expect that I was fat to this extent. The clothes looked like they were tied on me. They weren't beautiful at all... Alas... I knew I would eat less Cuiliu's food. I blame her for being so delicious."

He looked back at the steward and asked seriously, "have you prepared new clothes for me?"

The steward was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "if the Lord wants it, it's natural."

Yang Zhi gave a sound, and then said to himself, "I've been clean for more than ten years. In fact, I can be fatter. It's a pity..."