"Boss, what's wrong? Let you take out the freshest goods here, and you can use these crooked melons to fool us?" An impatient voice came from the "Supreme Hall" on the second floor.

"Here you come, you guys, please calm down." Dong Jinping, the boss of Qianjin Yixiaolou, ran in happily. These masters are too big, and any one can crush him to stretch his little finger.

There are seven young men in the Supreme Hall. The one in the middle is in his early twenties, tall, with a national character face and a hooked nose, and full of arrogance.

When Boss Dong saw that the man looked unhappy, he was immediately panicked. You must know that he was no one else, but the third son of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, the third prince Song Sizheng. The fathers who surrounded him were now the popular gangsters in the political arena. There were the second son of Lin Dingsheng, the third son of the nine-sect admiral Yuan Wending, the eldest son of the Minister of Justice Tie Luming, the only son of the Minister of War Luo Bin, and the children of two other court officials. After Prince Rong's mansion fell out of favor, Song Li's deterrence against these dandy people plummeted, and they reorganized and took to the streets to continue their lawless life. This small group of seven-man playboys led by Song Sizheng is the leader.

Because their leader is nothing else, but the third prince Song Sizheng.

At present, the position of the crown prince has not been determined, and the four princes have theoretical opportunities, but Song Side was expelled from the imperial capital because of a conflict with Song Li. It would probably take a lot of trouble to try to kill him. At present, the three brothers Song Siming, Song Silian and Song Sizheng are also staring at the position of the crown prince, and it is inevitable that open and secretly fight.

Song Siming was the eldest son, and the Holy Lion Empire had always had a tradition of passing on the eldest and not the young. However, the eldest prince was really a bit mud-free. He was ambition and talent, and was just smart but not very wise. Whenever he had a little bit of his way, His Majesty the Holy Emperor had already passed the position of crown prince to him. This means that the two brothers Song Silian and Song Sizheng had a much greater chance.

The two brothers Song Silian and Song Sizheng have the opposite personalities. Song Silian is relatively calm and low-key, while Song Sizheng has an extroverted personality, arrogant, domineering, and decisive behavior. It is naturally reasonable for him to become the king of the playboy circle in the imperial capital. On the one hand, it is because of his status, and the most important thing is because of his way of doing things. Buddha blocks and gods blocks and kills gods. How arrogant is he with such a boss?

"I said to Boss Dong, what's wrong with you? Let you present the fresh goods you have recently received. What are you doing?" Lin Yingjie, the second son of the second assistant to the cabinet, pointed to the women standing next to him with their heads down and said coldly.

It should be said that those women are quite beautiful. They were trained by officials and are obviously different from those of women from the turmoil.

"Dear Masters, this is one of the best quality products recently. The third prince and the young masters are visiting the Qianjin Yixiao Tower. How could the young one be perfunctory?" Boss Dong was worried and smiled. He thought to himself that these old men are really hard to serve. These women are all noble, and they are all talented and beautiful, and ordinary people can't see them even if they want to.

"The third prince has a hobby of trying something new, don't you know? I got the batch that I brought in some time ago. When I came last time, you said that I was training. It's been a few days. Haven't the training done yet? If you can't do it, send it in and let our brothers come and train it. After a few hours, you will be a group of obedient and obedient babies like sheep." The young master Tie Luming, the Minister of Justice, let out a few malicious smiles.

Boss Dong thought to himself that if you were scolded, I would be afraid that there would be a few corpses after being lifted out. On the surface, he smiled and bowed, "You guys don't know anything. The women who came in some time ago were all taken back by their families."

"Come back? What's going on?" Song Sizheng frowned.

"After Prince Rong was released, the implicated men were also released. Since they were innocent, the women's relatives could not be regarded as official prostitutes." Boss Dong replied in a regular manner.

"Damn! It's so fucking disappointing!" Song Sizheng swears.

"That boy Song Li is really arrogant!" Lin Yingjie said hatefully. The fact that his father Lin Cifu was humiliated by Song Li in the court had been spread among the ministers, and the children of the ministers naturally knew about this.

"Hmph! Isn't there any saying that 'I'd rather provoke the god of death than provoke Song Li'? I'll meet him one day, and see what's so great about this guy!" Tie Luming's young master Tie Zhan was very dissatisfied. His father was also very upset by Song Li in the court, and his son was also confused.

Except for Song Sizheng, the other playboys moved in from the local area and had never been in the imperial capital before, so they didn't know much about Song Li's glorious past. These people are naturally overlords in their respective territory, and they are lawless masters. When they come to a new territory, they will naturally not easily surrender to anyone.

Song Sizheng is the best talent among the four princes, so he was handed over to a mysterious strong man to train him by the Holy Emperor. He has just returned to the imperial capital recently. Except for Song Li's coming-of-age ceremony, he has never seen him again. Naturally, he has no fear of Song Li. With his identity, who should he be afraid of in this country?

The entire emperor knew about the things that the Holy Emperor and Prince Rong’s mansion were not dealing with, and Song Sizheng naturally knew about it. It was a life-and-death struggle, so in Song Sizheng's eyes, Song Li was his mortal enemy. He was originally unhappy with Song Li, but now he would be even more unhappy. If Song Li had not rescued the damn ministers, their families would have stayed in Qianjin Yixiaolou. In that case, he and his brothers would not have been so disappointed.

So all this was caused by Song Li.

Just as he was angry, a voice from a man came from next door attracted his attention.

"Haha! It's so wonderful! Tens of thousands of people followed the King of Ming Song Li and gathered in Triumph Square. His Majesty the Holy Emperor was actually scared by this situation! Not only did he not send troops to suppress him, but he also asked the people to send representatives of public opinion to the Golden Palace to listen. This is the first time such an example has appeared since the founding of the Empire!"

"Yes, His Majesty the Holy Emperor actually compromised with the people!"

"I have lived for so many years and I heard of this for the first time."

"The Holy Emperor is indeed embarrassed, and he is made like that by King Xiao Ming."

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The guys next door probably drank too much and spoke so loudly that they didn’t bother with the sound of being in the partition wall. Or they were affected by the Arc de Triomphe incident and became more courageous.

"Bastard!" Song Sizheng's face was as angry as a pig's liver. He slapped the table suddenly, stood up, and after exhaling, he punched the wall next to him. With a "boom", he immediately smashed a big hole in the wall. The dust drifted away, causing a burst of exclamation next door! There was a scream from the woman in it, and it was obvious that they also summoned official prostitutes to drink.

Dong Jinping was so scared that he sat on the ground with his butt, hugged his head with both hands, and murmured: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Song Sizheng ignored Dong Jinping and slowly walked into another room through the hole. His harsh and fierce gaze swept around the guests with a sinister and fierce look, and said coldly: "Who was the one who was talking just now?"

"Damn, who are you? What does our words have to do with you?" The guests who recovered from their senses were immediately angry. They are not ordinary people, and ordinary people will not go to Qianjin Yixiaolou to drink wine. They ask a girl to accompany them here, and the money they need to spend is worth an ordinary family's monthly living expenses. These people are all cultivators with great strength, and the highest level among them has reached the peak of fasting. So naturally, their eyes are on the top of their heads.

No matter who is holding a girl in her arms and being disturbed while drinking and bragging, they will be very unhappy. They are no exception.

"I'll ask again, who was the first person to speak just now? If no one admitted it, I'll kill you all!" Song Sizheng's voice was cold and there was no trace of warmth.

"You are fucking crazy! Are we talking to you? It's what the old man said, "What, kill one and let me see..." The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat saw a young man breaking in and want to kill someone, so he didn't get angry.

"It's good that you're willing to admit it." As soon as he finished speaking, Song Sizheng straightened up, his movements so rapidly that he was like an arrow leaving the string. Before the middle-aged man had time to react, he had already pressed it on, poked his right hand out, grabbed the man's neck like lightning, then swung it up, and suddenly fell to the ground!

The man's cultivation level at the peak of fasting was as powerful as a baby. When he was swung in the air, he instinctively wanted to resist. He was about to use his true energy, but he found that a stream of energy suddenly surged in his body. This energy was like a cone, penetrated into his dantian hard, stirring his true energy into his body, and he couldn't even lift a trace of strength!

With a muffled "bang", the middle-aged man had an intimate contact with the ground. Song Sizheng was extremely powerful. After the middle-aged man fell to the ground, his bones were broken inch and his internal organs were burst by huge force. He turned into a pool of mud. He didn't even have time to twitch, so he died so much that he could no longer die!

A quasi-strong man at the peak of fasting was thrown into a meat pie on the spot before he could even react! The other guests in this room were stunned and didn't know what to react.

"Ah!" The official prostitutes who were accompanying the drinks let out a heart-wrenching scream, and then escaped like a rabbit hitting an arrow, retching while escaping. The scene was too bloody and violent, and their weak hearts could not bear it at all.

Song Sizheng clapped his hands, and did not look at the middle-aged man who was killed by the fall, and said coldly: "I am the third prince Song Sizheng. This man humiliated the current Holy Emperor and was ruthless. He has been punished by this prince on the spot! If you have any dissatisfaction, just go to the Ministry of Justice to report me."

At this time, Tie Zhan, the Minister of Justice, came over from the hole and said with a smile: "My father is the Minister of Justice. Why don't you tell me about the injustice? What if I want to avenge you?"

After Song Sizheng Newspaper was listed, the guests understood that they had just been unscrupulously belittling His Majesty the Holy Emperor, and his son was next door.

The fathers of these people are all figures who stomp their feet and tremble in the entire empire. They can't afford to offend them at all! However, seeing that their friends were killed like this, they really couldn't swallow their breath!

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