No matter when, there are always traffic in front of Fan Tower and there are many guests, especially after nightfall, this place will become the focus of most Tokyo City. For any guests who have some identities and want to have fun, the first place to choose must be here. Although there are 72 main stores in Bianliang, the other 71 families are not as famous as this world's first floor.

The largest gold-selling cave in the whole city is the place where every man with some desire wants to enter and taste the wonderful place. There is a way to make the red sleeves of the building, and the general unleashes the robe.

General Sun did not come in a robe, so he didn't have to solve it. He led Tang Feng and others to slowly walk, following the crowd and slowly approached the Cailou Huan Gate, which was welcoming guests, but his eyes were not intoxicated and yearning. The seven or eight subordinates around him were different. Even Tang Feng, who was a native of Tokyo, used to be afraid to approach the vicinity of Fanlou in his past. Now they all felt very eye-opening. Just looking at the brilliant lights and the clever smiles of the beauties on the overpass above made them unable to control themselves.

Yes, nothing here has changed at all. It is no different from when I and Tong Mu came to see each other many years ago. They are still as distinguished guests as they are extremely luxurious. Whether they are merchants or senior officials, they will spend a lot of money here, thus attracting the pursuit, and in exchange for the cute smiles and anger of those beauties.

But Sun Tu knew that in a few years, the world of the Song Dynasty had already turned upside down, and internal troubles such as Fang La in Liangshan might have been completely quelled, but the Jin people in the north had risen rapidly, and the Liao Kingdom in the north were also struggling to death. All this obviously could not have any impact on everyone here. Under the prosperous garments, they had already reached the end.

It was not until a crisp sound came from the front and a wave of scolding followed that Sun Tu came back from his somewhat complicated emotions. At the same time, Tang Feng and others were also calmed down, took two steps forward, and faintly protected him around him in case any accidents happened.

There are naturally accidents, but they are not directed at Sun Tu. Not far ahead, two groups of people were confronting each other tensely. A young man riding on a horse had already taken back the whip he swung and cursed with disdain: "You Wei Cheng dares to snatch the way with me, so you will not blind you. My yamen can just say one word to you, and your useless father, get out of Tokyo City!"

His arrogant arrogance had completely suppressed the young man named Wei Cheng in front of him. At this time, there was a deep blood mark on his cheek and his face had already turned red. But even so, he did not dare to turn against the other party. All the companions behind him lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything harsh. Instead, the people on the other side were either laughing or provoking, just like waiting for the two sides to fight.

Finally, after looking at the other party deeply again, Wei Cheng turned around and said, "Let's go!" He ran away directly. This naturally made the arrogant young man laugh wildly: "Wei Cheng, remember it for me. When you see my yamen again in the future, you will take a detour, otherwise you will be beautiful."

It is natural that people in places like Fanlou have disputes over jealousy or other reasons. Even the building has people in it, which often use them to resolve such disputes. But today's battle comes and goes quickly, so everyone just watches the excitement. Only Sun Tu, after saying the name Wei Cheng, thought for a moment.

At the same time, someone around him was talking: "This Young Master Wei is quite obscene, how can he tolerate it today?"

"Why, don't you even know who is on that end? The one who beat him was the yamen of the Censor Wang Zhongcheng's family. He still has a sixth-rank official position. How could he compare to a small imperial guard general? And I heard that Mr. Wei seems to have a handle in the hands of Wang Zhongcheng, how dare he offend him?"

These words came to Sun Tu's ears, allowing him to know something better, but with just a smile, he kept walking through the Huan Gate and soon entered Fanlou.

This Fan Building consists of five high-rise buildings, and guests all enter different buildings according to their respective needs and preferences. So although there are many people outside, after entering the building, it becomes much quieter. Sun Tu and his party entered the Huanyin Building at the end. Although it is worse than the Caiwu Building where he had seen Li Shishi's Miaowu, it is extremely rare to buy a private place. Just a few hundred jin of money was spent on him, and he had to show off his identity as a Yuehou.

However, after being introduced into the building, Sun Tu did not directly enter the private room where the sound of silk and bamboo and clinking cups had already been heard, but turned into the smaller private room next to him. There were also a few meals of wine and food here, and at the same time, he could also bring all the jokes and talks in the next room to his ears.

The people who were drinking and laughing in the next room were naturally a group of yamen from the Hu Ben Army who were invited by Di Yingyang to attend the banquet. Although they had just sat down, they had already drunk several glasses of good wine, and at the same time they were holding a charming beauties in their arms, either placing their hands or scattering their mouths, and having a lot of fun.

At this time, Di Yingyang could not see the serious appearance in front of Sun Tu and his brother before, and he smiled happily, talking to his friends and the beauty in his arms, and talking about some interesting stories in and out of the capital. He did have a good eloquence, and was good at mobilizing the atmosphere. Often, a few words could make everyone present laugh, and the atmosphere was really harmonious and warm.

Sun Tu heard the laughter coming from the next door, and the corners of his mouth curled up. This ninth brother does have his own unique skills. If he were a person from later generations, he would definitely become a PR expert. He would be very happy in both the enterprise and the government, and even become a trusted person like the office director who is highly valued and appreciated by the leaders. Unfortunately, he is in the Song Dynasty, and no one can discover his ability now.

After talking and clinking glasses for a while, someone asked in a strange way: "Hey, why haven't Wei Cheng come yet? In the past, we said we wanted to drink, but he was the most active. Why is it so late today?"

"Yes, could he have another appointment? If this is the case, he will have to punish him a few cups. It's really outrageous."

At this time, the sound of the door being opened came, and someone entered, as if he had said something in a low voice. Then, the lively scene in the room stopped, and then there were a few low curses: "Wang Chuanming is so domineering. He actually dared to whip Wei Laowu in the face of these many people. Now that he has lost all his face, how could he still come to have a drink?"

"Isn't it just that I beat him in the cockfighting field before? This person is so narrow-minded and holds a grudge today."

Although many people were very upset about Wei Cheng's experience, they just cursed like this a few times, without any intention of avenging their friends. Di Yingyang took the opportunity to ask a few questions, knowing that this was just a conflict between the yamen in the city due to a cockfighting and then a rift. He also understood the origin of Wang Chuanming, and sighed: "So after all, we are not capable and have no identity."

It seemed that they hit the minds of these people in one sentence. Many people sighed again and then said, "Who said it was not? Our brothers seemed to be glorious, but who in the Tokyo city really took us seriously? Who told us that we were just illegitimate children and had no ability. We would not be able to do anything in literature or martial arts, so we could only be a playboy."

"Now, we can't even be a playboy. If we really want to talk about Yanei, who doesn't know Gao Duo, Liang Jing and others are the most romantic and luxurious figures in my Tokyo city. And we just have some money on weekdays. Now, even Wang Chuanming can bully us, but we can only endure it."

"Brother Di Jiu, you really shouldn't have entered our Hu Ben Army. Now when it comes to the imperial guards, everyone only recognizes the Fourth Army, and the other armies are like this... let alone our Hu Ben Army, they are all used as jokes."

"Since it has been known, Sun Tu's, who killed Yan Ziliang as soon as he came, causing a lot of controversy..."

"What's that good reputation? A reckless general who is ignorant of the world, I guess he will be impeached if he can't stay in this position for a few days."

Everyone was talking one by one, and Di Yingyang seemed particularly silent at this time. Until everyone said the depressed words, he said: "It seems that your thoughts are actually the same as me. Although we were not sensible back then and were ordinary in civil and military affairs, we now regret it a little, and we also want to change our career in the officialdom..."

There was another silence, and it was obvious that everyone agreed. But soon, someone smiled bitterly again, "But even if we are in a heart, it's too late... Although we all have some power in our family, we have long been taken away by our brothers. Anyway, my father can't find a more decent job for me. All I can do is to do is to spend some years..."

"Yes, if I had the opportunity to get a practical dispatch, even if I was released, I would have gone. But now, even if my father came out to ask for it, it would be impossible for such a good job to fall on me."

Soon, everyone expressed their own difficulties. They were all because of their illegitimate identities and their past absurd behaviors, and now they had no chance to do anything. Sun Tu listened in the room next to him, and his smile became more and more prosperous. His uncle was indeed a master of verbalism. Before he knew it, he had already led everyone's thoughts in the direction he wanted. I guess soon, he could get to the point and start paving the way for himself to convince these people.
Chapter completed!