Jiang Tu hesitated for a moment in his heart, he had only been in the imperial capital for a short time, and he didn't know much about the current situation. But his uncle Kou Huai once praised several young people, including this Sima Tao, and Sima Tao has always treated him as a close friend, how can he stand by at this time.

"Such a trivial matter, where do you need to bother Brother Tao to take action." Jiang Tuyan said, his palm lightly pressed the table, and the whole person swept down like a light and flying swallow.

Sima Tao clapped his hands and praised, and praised in a low voice, "Good martial arts, no wonder he is confident that he wants to win the first place in the Great Dynasty Trial, but this time, he is destined to miss the woman." ”

"If he follows me, the women of the world will choose according to him." Sima Zhao said indifferently.

"Don't say such things, you need to remember Madame's instructions." Sima Tao reminded.

Sima Zhao was silent for a moment and nodded.

Guan Shicong held a round stool and smashed it angrily at Lu Hui, but failed to hit Lu Hui's round head. Someone swept down from the upper floor, kicked the hard rosewood round stool in the air, and forced him back a few steps.

"Where's the rats? Dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu. Guan Shicong shouted angrily and asked the person who came.

"Oh, if I really want to attack you, you can't stand up now. Why do you talk about sneak attacks, it's just that I can't get used to you bullying others. Jiang Tu replied with a disdainful sneer.

"What a big breath, let's kill him." Guan Shicong waved his hand and ordered the guards to rush forward.

Jiang Tu was fearless, standing there and calmly coping. In a few moments, dozens of guards fell to the ground, groaning and unable to move.

"Damn, so fierce!" Guan Shicong whispered to Meng Lun, "Fortunately, this son expected it and brought a super thug over." ”

Meng Lun pouted and said, "Follow Brother Jing'er, I haven't learned anything else, but I have learned the cheeky ability." ”

Jiang Tu looked at the two rich sons in front of him and walked slowly towards them. All the guards they brought with them had been knocked down, and there were one or two old monsters hiding in the secret town, who wouldn't take it lightly. He was wondering how to teach the two men a lesson.

is also a gentleman, but Lu Hui, who is still crying and trembling, doesn't know how much worse than these two, I really don't know how Sima Zhao can appreciate such a waste. Anyway, these two people watched their aggressive self approaching, neither retreating nor the slightest fear. Jiang Tu thought to himself.

"Brother Bang, my brother is in trouble, hurry up and kill this little white face." Guan Shicong shouted in a certain direction.

Jiang Tu followed the prestige, and saw a figure of Jian Ying standing up on the seat not far away. The momentum is like a rainbow, like a dragon out of the abyss.

Yang Men Shiro, all of them are real dragons among people, tiger generals in the army, and among them, the youngest son Yang Bang is the strongest in martial arts. Yesterday, Guan Shicong and Yang Bang fought for a night's wine, and the two had the feeling of cherishing each other and hating each other.

Yang Bang used to fight in the Northwest Army with his father all the year round, less in the imperial capital, and never went to such a romantic place. At the instigation of Guan Shicong, he quietly slipped out of the mansion and followed him to Meixianglou in a smug manner.

"This is not Yang Shilang? It's going to be like this, haha. Someone recognized him and said with a playful smile.

These words made him a little panicked, a little more panicked than rushing back and forth alone to kill the enemy formation, if he let his father know, I am afraid that he would inevitably be severely reprimanded.

Guan Shicong glared at the man angrily, the threat was very strong, and the man closed his mouth in a sneer, and did not dare to speak out again.

"If anyone chews his tongue, don't blame Lao Tzu for being rude." Guan Shicong looked around at the crowd and threatened.

"I have long heard that Yang Jiashiro is strong in martial arts, and it is really extraordinary when I see it today." Jiang Tu arched his hand and praised him personically. Even if there was a conflict, he was still chic, seemed to be open-minded, and extremely atmospheric.

Yang Bang looked indifferent and stared at him. In his opinion, if you want to fight, you will fight. It's really hypocritical to pretend to compliment each other before fighting.

"What nonsense. If you're afraid, I'll kowtow to Lao Tzu twice and let you go. Guan Shicong shouted behind Yang Bang.

"Hmph, since we are destined to meet, let's ask for advice." Jiang Tu snorted coldly, and didn't pay attention to Guan Shicong, just stared at Yang Bang and stretched out his hand.

"As you wish." Yang Bang only has this one sentence. He felt that the person in front of him was a fierce opponent, as a belligerent maniac, it was rare to have an opponent of equal strength, and he naturally would not refuse.

Since Jiang Tu has been involved, he will naturally not retreat. Besides, he also wanted to show his strength in this place where dragons and snakes were mixed.

The two clapped each other, and the sharp palm wind swept a few close spectators out of the air, and the surrounding tables and chairs were scattered. It's just a tentative blow, and it's already incredibly powerful.

"Brother let go of his hands and feet, Brother Jie'er's territory, and you don't have to pay for breaking things." Guan Shicong shouted.

When Yang Bang heard this, he stomped his right foot hard, and a ripple visible to the naked eye spread from the place where the sole of his foot fell, and all the tables and chairs with him as the center of the circle were all tumbling and smashing into the distance, clearing a clearing.

The people around who were slow to dodge and were hit by the chairs and tables grinned and secretly scolded their mothers, but they refused to hide too far.

These rich boys have never seen such a master duel on weekdays, and at this moment, looking at the power of the two, they are many times stronger than the guards of their own wine bags and rice bags. All of them are watching the excitement without blinking.

"What's the situation?" The crowd divided into a passage, and a handsome boy in brocade clothes walked up to Guan Shicong and them, inserted a jade fan into his waist and asked.

"Brother Jie, have you finally finished memorizing "Business Strategy"?" Guan Shicong pointed to the two people who were fighting back and forth in the field and said, "The one in black is my own person, and the other little white face is a fool who came out of nowhere." ”

"Can that buddy handle it? If it doesn't work, I'll find a shadow guard. Wei Zijie looked at the two of them in the field, and didn't ask what the reason for the conflict was, anyway, if you provoke my brother, don't think about getting out of this gate.

The peerless masters enshrined by the Wei family usually don't care about the fights of their juniors. There is an unwritten rule among the imperial capital, that is, the struggle of young people is resolved among young people.

You can find some guards of the same age to see who is the best one, or call your cousin to give you a head start. But if you call your grandfather out, you're going to be laughed at.

"No problem, that's Yang Shilang. There are a few people in his generation who can beat him, and even the shadow guard is not necessarily his opponent. Guan Shicong moved a chair to sit down and watch the play, and was very confident in Yang Bang.

"This is not necessarily, Yang Bang is practicing military skills, which is suitable for rushing and killing in thousands of troops, but he can't take advantage of one-on-one with the chivalrous people on the rivers and lakes." Meng Lun said.

"Where did that kid come from? It seems to be very strong, and the guards of Meixianglou have been put down. Wei Zijie asked.

"Back to the young master, that person is the nephew of Kou Huai, the prime minister of the current dynasty, a native of Qingzhou, Jiangnan. The family is wealthy, and he came to Beijing a few days ago and wanted to participate in the imperial examination. Martial arts cultivation is the first to enter the realm of grandmasters, both internal and external, good at making soft swords, and has defeated several veteran grandmaster powerhouses who have been famous for a long time. Someone stepped forward and whispered.

Wei Zijie nodded, no wonder he could fight with Yang Bang for so long.

Yang Bang roared lightly, his ten fingers were clenched, the joints of his body crackled, and the whole person was like a tiger pounced, faintly wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder and smashed his fist towards Jiang Tu. He is indeed not good at one-on-one heads-up, and his moves are extremely simple and crude, which is exactly the same as the marksmanship he used in the chaotic army.

Jiang Tu raised his palms to greet him, without fear. Hit him hard and hit him dozens of times. The thick true element protects the palm. Under Yang Bang's stormy attack, there was not much damage, but he felt that his palms were faintly numb.

He avoided Yang Bang's heavy punch, and when Yang Bang's old momentum was exhausted and his new strength was not rising, his left hand shook in a false style, and his right hand suddenly turned into a palm knife and cut at Yang Bang's neck as quickly as a poisonous snake.

Yang Bang instinctively turned his head, exerted force on his waist, and urgently needed to retreat to avoid this blow.

Jiang Tu is awe-inspiring, and the fighting consciousness of people who have experienced life and death is really much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists. Ordinary people simply can't dodge this blow.

"It is rumored that Yang Jiaerlang's bravery is shocking, and I don't think that's it." Jiang Tu sneered.

Yang Bang didn't seem to hear his words, and his expression was still the same. It's just an attempt to disturb his mind and distract him emotionally. He has been by his father's side since he was a child, he looks heroic and rude, but in fact he is delicate, how can he be disturbed by these two sentences.

The two quickly fought together, and their figures were all within a radius of several feet, the sound of fists and feet, and the sound of breaking wind came from time to time, and the onlookers could no longer see their movements.

Wei Zijie and the three of them couldn't help but be a little worried about Yang Bang when they watched such a fierce fight. "Go and help." He commanded in a low voice.

"Young master, we, we can't interfere." The guards said with bitter faces. These ordinary guards are only in the realm of four or five grades, and it is difficult to even see their movements clearly, where can they help.

"Waste, find a few who can help." Wei Zijie jumped to his feet and scolded.

Before the men had time to leave, they suddenly saw a figure emerge from the crowd and enter the battlefield that was several feet square, and then retreated very quickly.

Immediately, a miserable scream sounded, and Jiang Tu was punched in the chest by Yang Bang twice, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and flew out.

Jiang Tu turned his head with difficulty to look at the figure standing with his hands as if nothing had happened. Dressed in brocade and jade belts, his clothes fluttering, he is looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle pretending to be melancholy. I was indignant in my heart, and I vomited a mouthful of blood again, isn't this the kid who was buying corn this afternoon?

This person is naturally Jingge.

After he left the teahouse, he got lost in the imperial capital and wandered blindly for a long time. Fortunately, the place they made an appointment with Guan Shicong was the famous Meixianglou, and after asking a few passers-by, they finally found it.

Seeing that Yang Bang and Jiang Tu were fighting, he didn't bother to pay attention to the cause and effect, and helped to finish the fight. He silently lurked in the crowd, saw the opportunity, rushed up and kicked Jiang Tu's waist. Yang Bang's shot was unequivocal, and the two punches seriously injured the stunned Jiang Tu.

"Brother Jing!" Wei Zijie happily stood up to meet him, and at the same time roared at the guard who stayed next to him, "Why don't you hurry up?" Beat them to the point where they can't take care of themselves and then throw them into a pit. ”

After beating the thatched pit, this is their usual method, I don't know how many rich children in Kyoto were thrown into the thatched pit, and never dared to go out of the house again.

A group of guards surrounded Jiang Tu and Lu Hui, who fell to the ground, punched and kicked them, and soon beat the two unconscious, and when they were set up, they were about to be pulled out and thrown into the pit.

"Stop." Sima Zhao stopped them and jumped down from the building. Sima Tao tapped his temple, his head was big for a while, and he followed down secretly thinking about how to end.

"Which green onion are you, stop when you say stop?" Guan Shicong was extremely arrogant, and immediately pushed back, "Do you want to go into the pit together?" ”

Sima Zhao glanced at Guan Shicong coldly, and his gaze crossed him and fell on Jing Ge.

"You are Jing Qing's son?"

"The name of the generalissimo is something that you can call a cat and a dog, Lao Tzu will teach you how to speak." Guan Shicong was immediately furious when he heard Sima Zhao's rude question, and immediately wanted to go up and teach him a lesson, but Jing Ge calmly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Your father is very good, and I hope you will be like him in the future. Today's matter, just give me face and let the two of them go. Sima Zhao said.

The corners of Jing Ge's mouth slowly curved, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"Brother Shei has no intention of offending the Generalissimo, this is the nephew of the Prime Minister, and I also ask His Royal Highness the Prince and Brother Wei to give a thin face and let the two of them go." Sima Tao hurriedly pointed out Jiang Tu's identity, he was a little helpless, and he didn't know if this younger brother was really stupid or fake, so he would talk to Jing Ge in this tone.

Jing Ge nodded, and said with a light smile: "Ten thousand gold for one person, you can redeem people." For your sake, get a 20% discount. ”

"Hmph, this is also a face-saving thing?" Sima Zhao snorted coldly. Sima Tao behind him hurriedly grabbed him and motioned him to stop talking.

"Okay, then thank you very much, here is 10,000 gold, and the 6,000 gold owed will be made up later." Sima Tao neatly took out a golden ticket and handed it to Jing Ge. They can't really let them throw Jiang Tu off the pit, as for Lu Hui's share, if he wants to come back twice as much when the time comes, he will not disagree, but will be grateful to himself.

After Jing Ge agreed, Mei Xianglou's guards let go of the muddy two. The two brothers of the Sima family hurriedly took them away.