On the first floor of the building, singing and dancing are leveling.

Yesterday's suicide of the steward did not seem to have had the slightest effect on the place.

The guests ate delicious food, drank fine wine, played with concubines, and teased prostitutes.

The sound of the reverberation, the sound of the wine bottle crashing endlessly, and the sound of the guests smiling are the eternal theme of the building.

Fall, is a guard of the tower.

He's been on duty at the balcony for a year.

He was accustomed to seeing the extravagant scene of the building, and he was also accustomed to hearing the love of men and women.

Most of the time, Luo stands here like a clay puppet, watching and listening.

No one knew what he was thinking, and no one cared.

"My lord, the gentleman summoned you to the steward's room." A servant on the balcony ran over, nodded and said to Luo.

Luo's face showed joy, and even the face of the servant was a little better.

"Why didn't you call me?" The guard standing next to Luo said enviously.

The floor doesn't care about servants, concubines, prostitutes, and guards, everyone likes to win into a cockroach.

Not for anything else, just for Ying Cheng to be generous.

"Luo, you're really lucky. Today, the students who sent objects to the Xianyang Palace for the monarch, on the contrary, had several husbands, and each got 200 yuan. If there are many people who want it, you must think of me. The guard said, pulling on his sleeve.

"Okay, well, if you want someone, I'll be the first to find you."

Luo's face was full of impatience, and he agreed to the request of the guards around him, and finally pulled out his sleeves and walked up the stairs quickly.

The guard, who was not called, impatiently pushed the servant to vent his inner emotions.

The servant was almost pushed down, but he didn't dare to show any anger on his face, and still nodded and left.

Inside the steward's room.

The curtains on both sides of the bed had been lowered, and no one could see what was going on inside the curtains.

The windows were open, and the fresh air outside washed the post-war smell inside.

Ying Chengcheng sat at the table in only a single dress, and his long hair that was originally tied up was scattered, making his whole person look even more casual.

Squeak~

The door opened, and Luo walked in with joy.

Smelling the ambiguous breath that still remained in the room, a look of pain flashed in Luo's eyes, but he quickly disappeared.

"Close the door." Ying Cheng commanded.

"Yui." Fall Ying Road.

He turned around and closed the door, and stood in front of the door waiting for Ying Chengcheng to be sent.

Ying Cheng looked up and down.

Luo lowered his head to examine himself, and said respectfully: "Lord, but what's wrong with me?"

"Yes." Ying Cheng was upright, and said with a serious expression: "Why are you still alive?"

Luo's face showed a dazed look, mixed with a little fear, and said carefully: "Why did the monarch say this?"

"I read that you saved Qingmei's life, I won't kill you."

When the word Qingmei spit out of Ying Cheng's mouth, the pupils of Luo's eyes contracted sharply, and he looked at Ying Cheng in disbelief.

Why does this gentleman know that the real name of the steward is Qingmei?

Before Luo could react from the shock, Ying Chengcheng threw an object over.

Luo took it and found that it was two golds, which was a huge fortune for him.

But there was no joy on Luo's face.

He felt uneasy in his heart, a sense of foreboding.

"As of today, you are no longer an Iron Eagle Swordsman. When I go back and think about which army I want to transfer, I'll report it tomorrow. ”

The Iron Eagle Swordsman is the elite of the elite of the Qin army, and he is extremely demanding.

It requires full body armor, a spear in hand, twenty long arrows and an iron-tired hard bow, a broad-bodied short sword at the waist, a fine iron dagger, and a cowhide shield, with a total weight of about 80 catties.

If you can travel a hundred miles in a row, you can immediately engage in fierce battles, so that you can become an Iron Eagle Swordsman.

It's so harsh, it's just a physical requirement, and the Iron Eagle Swordsman still has a number of requirements.

100,000 Qin army soldiers, whose physical fitness is less than 800, will be taken as much as possible.

If there are more than 800, only the first 800 will be taken.

Becoming an Iron Eagle Swordsman is the greatest glory of the Qin army.

And now, the fall of the Iron Eagle Swordsman has been removed, and his glory has been taken away.

Luo's heart was humiliated, angry, and unwilling to explode like a torrent.

He no longer disguised himself as an ordinary guard, showing his true emotions.

He gritted his teeth, the blue tendons in the corners of his forehead burst out, and he shouted at Yingcheng: "Why!"

Ying Chengcheng didn't want to say much to Luo, waved his hand to let him fall, and didn't bother himself anymore.

Luo cherishes the name of the Iron Eagle Swordsman, more than his own life, how can he leave like this.

He strode forward and walked towards Ying Cheng, who was like a black bear, as if he wanted to discuss an explanation with Ying Cheng.

Ying Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers trembled lightly twice and were about to make a move.

"Childe." Inside the curtain, Qingmei shouted.

finally saved Qingmei's life, and it was not easy to kill her.

"Chang'an Jun knows that I am an Iron Eagle Swordsman, can you know my duties on the platform?" Luo walked in front of Ying Chengcheng.

Near this son, there is really a master to protect it.

Luo was originally furious, but at that moment just now, there was an incomparably cold killing intent that locked on him, making him feel like he was going to die in the next second.

Although the killing intent was fleeting, it minimized Luo's anger, and let Luo only question rather than act at this time.

If Luo knew that the killing intent was caused by Ying Cheng, he might not even dare to say this question at this time.

Yingcheng is angry and does not fight in one place.

I transferred the Iron Eagle swordsman to the building to protect the safety of Qingmei.

Qingmei almost died, how can you still ask me so confidently?

Seeing that Ying Chengcheng didn't answer, he asked himself: "Although I don't know what the Qingmei steward is doing in the building, but in the past year, I have never disobeyed the Qingmei steward, and the Qingmei steward is the first to look forward." Only yesterday, Luo was worried about the safety of the Qingmei steward, and privately guided the concubine to visit the Qingmei steward. Is it because I saved the life of the Qingmei steward, so Chang'anjun wants to remove me? ”

Ying Chengcheng felt that listening to the answer of this Iron Eagle swordsman, it seemed that something was wrong.

"What is your duty to come to the balcony?"

"Obey the orders of the Qingmei steward."

The order was changed?

Ying Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"You go out first, and the removal will be nullified for the time being."

Luo didn't expect that it would be so easy to make Ying Chengcheng change his mind, and he was about to quit after putting Erjin on the table.

"The gold is taken away, and there is no habit of returning what I sent."

"Thank you, Chang'an-jun."

This time, he was really overjoyed, and he accepted the two gold and left.

In the steward's room, only Ying Chengcheng and the female butler were left.

"Childe doesn't have to guess, I changed the order." Qingmei's voice came from behind the curtain.

"The Iron Eagle Swordsman is out of 100,000 people and 800, and all the armies are fighting endlessly, how can he appear on the building to be a small guard and protect the building manager, this is unreasonable."

"Yesterday, the steward of Ruolou was not a green plum, but an ordinary woman. Without knowing the financial resources of the son, he was forced into such a situation by a group of guests, and he deserved to die, and he died when he died. ”