In a small restaurant in the south of the city, north of Fahua Temple, a tall and sturdy middle-aged man fidgeted and looked at the Jingjun outside the door from time to time. Opposite him sat a young man dressed in navy blue, drinking tea with a small porcelain teacup, but in front of him was a plate of vinegar-soaked edamame, and I don't know where he learned the magic pairing.

Seeing that there were more and more Jing Jun around him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but say, "Young Master, I'm afraid this place is not very quiet, or let's go back, the little grandfather's people didn't find out how many people there were on the other side before, in case the number of people is too expected, there will be a conflict with the Jing Army later, and our position is easily affected."

Seeing that the young man had no reaction when he heard this, he had to emphasise, "Young Master, they have firearms in their hands, and the magic howitzer they used to make a show today is not right just by listening to the description, but I am afraid that it is not the waste things equipped by the Beijing camp at all, and it is not a sample sent to the Ordnance Bureau and the Military War Bureau by our Sanshenyuan!" ”

The eldest young master put down the teacup and smiled, "You guessed right, I also think so, I heard that the magic machine howitzer was originally thrown under the body of the auxiliary car, but the explosion was too powerful, and even the carriage that Feng Bao himself was riding was overturned by the aftermath, and the Feng palm print was so frightened that he crawled out of the car and ran away. ”

These two people are none other than Gao Pragmatic and Gao Mo's master and servant. Gao Shishi only needs to accompany Zhu Yijun in the morning, and as long as Zhu Yijun does not make special arrangements for him in the afternoon, most of the time is free time, so after he came out of the palace today, he took Gao Mo to the outside of the Fahua Temple in Nancheng, wanting to see the hidden force at hand in Feng Bao's hands.

According to Gao Pragmatic's estimate, this force probably did not exist in the original history, and perhaps it was precisely because of his appearance that Feng Bao accumulated such a force. As for why they are still being retained, whether it is because it is difficult to disband after the Ansu assassination case, or whether Feng has another use for retaining them, it is unknown.

Gao Pragmatic insisted on taking a look at the search and arrest of the Jingjun with his own eyes, mainly to see the ability of these so-called Jianghu people, after all, his escort force in Beijing is now only a small team of more than 50 people, of which only one or twenty are usually accompanied by him, in case these Jianghu people are as powerful as the masters in martial arts, he has to consider strengthening his own protection Although Gao Guanzheng has always been quite calm in the face of danger, but calmness does not mean that he is not afraid of death, it just means that he knows in his heart that he will die faster in panic.

The discipline of the pure army seems to be slightly stronger than that of Jinyiwei, but to be honest, it is also very limited. Just now, the small restaurant where Gao Pragmatic was located was checked back and forth twice by the Jingjun, and each time the owner of the small restaurant broke the bank, the first time he handed out two taels of silver, and the second time he handed out three taels. According to the appearance of his dilapidated shop, I am afraid that this month will be basically in vain, and it is a blessing to be able to save the capital.

Gao Pragmatic had lunch in the palace, but in order to show his benevolence, he still ordered a refreshment and a vinegar-soaked edamame, just like that, he directly asked Gao Mo to throw five taels of silver to the store, and deliberately revealed his identity when the Jingjun came to search.

Gao is really thinking about raising hope anytime and anywhere.

While he was talking, the pure army surrounding the Fahua Temple suddenly had some confusion, and a pure army rushed out from the north gate of the Fahua Temple, shouting and shouting to the surrounding pure army to move closer to him, and then swarming towards the north gate, and the noise in the temple also came to the north gate from far and near.

The temple is similar to the palace, most of them sit in the north and face south, and the Fahua Temple is no exception, so the north gate is the back door, and the door is not on the central axis, but in the declination position.

Gao Mo clapped his hands, and several Gao family guards at the door of the small restaurant changed their positions and stopped in the direction of the small restaurant facing the north gate of Fahua Temple, and the other two guards came directly to Gao Shishi's side for personal protection.

Since the guards were thorough, Gao Pragmatic didn't feel any danger, and still sat in place, staring at the north gate of Fahua Temple.

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang" at the door of the north gate of Fahua Temple, accompanied by a burst of screams and exclamations.

Under the surprised gaze of Gao Pragmatic and the others, the courtyard collapsed. Under the smoke and dust, a group of pure soldiers ran out in disgrace, and many people didn't even know where to throw the weapons in their hands, and they were very embarrassed.

Gao Pragmatic was not very confident in his judgment of the battle situation, and subconsciously asked Gao Mo, "What's wrong?" ”

Gao Mo frowned, a little puzzled, and even more dissatisfied, "I'm afraid the north gate is going to be breached." ”

Gao Pragmatic was a little incredulous, and said, "No, there are about four or five hundred people concentrated in the Jingjun in Fahua Temple, and there should be more than two hundred people entering the temple, and there are always fifty or sixty people outside the north gate.

Before the words fell, I heard someone roaring at the collapse of the north gate: "Death to the one who stands in my way!" Tyre! Fuck off! ”

With the roar, a big man jumped out of the smoke and dust, holding a big Pu knife, slashed over a pure army soldier with a knife, wiped the blood on his face, swept around coldly, waved to the back, and shouted, "Follow me to this side, rush out!" ”

There were more than a dozen men behind him, all of them were dressed in short fights, each with blood stains on their bodies, and they didn't know if it was their own or the opponent's, but none of them slowed down, and they all followed the big man with agility to kill.

The group of pure soldiers who originally ran out of the Fahua Temple were still planning to counterattack under the greeting of a hundred households, but they were caught off guard by the big man and his people, and the barely formed formation immediately collapsed, and some of the pure army soldiers screamed and threw away their weapons and turned around and ran.

This run is unbearable, originally there are dozens of net sergeants guarding outside the north gate, seeing that the enemy is killed inside, and the number is not much, just about to rush up, but the result is the rout in front of the rush, it is not tenable at all, many people are dizzy and think that the enemy is difficult to control, and they actually turned around and ran.

Gao Pragmatic was dumbfounded, and said in his heart that even if you are wasted, you can kill this group of people by fighting one out of five, and you are actually defeated like this?

Gao Mo also looked distressed, and said, "I didn't expect that the soldiers of the Beijing Division were so weak, this is far worse than the border army." ”

Gao Pragmatic suddenly remembered something and asked, "Doesn't the Jingjun have firearms?" You can't cut with a knife, and you can't use a musket? ”

"There are muskets, but they are not usually used, they are all kept in the storeroom." Gao Mo frowned, "It is estimated that the Jingjun is also a temporary task today, and there may not be time to take the firearm and come out again." ”

When Gao Pragmatic heard this, he couldn't wait to scold people, and was about to ask Gao Mo, "Can our people go up and clean it up", when suddenly he heard the sound of horses' hooves on the street corner, and a team of cavalry ran over and shouted for one person, "Listen to the truth of the North Gate Pure Army!" Chen Gongyou, the palm seal of the Imperial Horse Supervisor, ordered him to stop the battle, and let go of the thieves, all of whom went to Nanjing Xiaolingwei to plant vegetables! ”