The towering city, including the outer city alone, is more than forty miles in circumference. Its moat is called Hulong River and is more than ten feet wide, which can be said to be a natural hazard.

Tall green willows are planted both inside and outside the Hulong River, each of which is several decades old. There is a faint red color among the willow trees. Behind the tall pink-walled Zhuhu, there is the Emperor's Palace, where idlers are not allowed to enter.

The city gates in Tokyo all have three-story urns, with curved openings. Only Nanxun Gate, Xinzheng Gate, Xinsong Gate, and Fengqiu Gate have double straight gates. These four gates are also the main gates, which are the emperor's royal gates.

Outside the east wall of Zhuque Gate are all wealthy families. On the east side from the Zhuangyuan Tower, there are all brothels, and the custom industry is quite developed. There are teaching shops and teahouses dotted here and there. The market in the middle of the street becomes even more prosperous in the middle of the night.

This is the Tokyo of the Song Dynasty, Bianliang City, at the feet of the Emperor, and the most prosperous place in the world.

Later generations can only learn about this dreamy city through ancient books, but he can see and touch everything about this dreamy city with his own eyes.

"Master Hou!" Standing next to him was a strong woman.

These days, even women can practice martial arts. However, during the period when folk customs were most open, in later generations, they became much more restrictive.

The woman beside him is not an ordinary warrior, but a famous female sword king.

"Lan Rong, don't be anxious. It would be a pity not to appreciate the prosperity of Bianjing carefully." Fang Yingkan shook his fan and said with a smile.

Zhao Lanrong shook her head. She knew that although Fang Houye's smile was beautiful, it was also fatal.

Fang Ying's appearance is indeed considered to be superior.

"It's really strange, Lord Marquis. People come and go in Bianjing every day, but I haven't seen him pay attention to it before..." Zhao Lanrong thought to himself.

However, Fang Yingkan's behavior is already weird. After recovering from a hit on the back of his head, it's not unusual for him to suddenly want to go shopping.

Zhao Lanrong cursed, but followed closely behind Fang Yingkan. There were many people here, and although it was under the emperor's feet, it was also the most chaotic place in the world.

Emperor Taizu conquered the world on horseback. Although the Song Dynasty suppressed martial arts and favored literature, the practice of martial arts among the people was very strong.

This Tokyo martial arts world is the most chaotic place in the world.

Just in Bianjing City, there are countless large and small forces, but the overall affiliation is only two parties.

On one side is the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, and on the other side is the six-and-a-half-cent hall.

Not long ago, there was a declining Mystic Sky Alliance, but it was destroyed long ago. The invincible alliance leader, the Seven Saints, is also missing.

There are rumors in the world that he is in the hands of the young Marquis...

Zhao Lanrong glanced at Fang Ying. He looked like he had never seen the world. Could he really be a hidden peerless master?

Of course she didn't know who Fang should look at.

Fang Ying found this identity very interesting.

The era he came to was truly a period where masters were emerging one after another and history was about to be in chaos.

At this time, it was the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the romantic emperor who was good at meticulous painting and calligraphy was still sleeping in the harem. He did not hear the sharpening sound of the northern Jin people!

This dreamy and beautiful city will soon be turned into ashes under the fire of the Jin people's swords, guns and cannons, and the history of the nation will also record the most shameful page.

Fang Yingkan, as a magical lord with a false title, what can he do? He is like a praying mantis under the wheel of history, but Fang Yingkan feels that if it were him, he would definitely be able to change the original course.

.

Because he is a time traveler and an old monster who has lived for more than ten lifetimes.

The position of Shentong Hou is hereditary. His biological parents have died long ago, and they are not good people.

But his adoptive father was the famous Juxia Fang Yinge. In order to befriend Fang Yinge, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty wanted to canonize him as Shentong Hou. However, Fang Juxia was unwilling to take the title in vain, and he was unwilling to turn against the court.

No response yet.

And his adoptive mother Xia Wanyi very wisely suggested to Fang Juxia that he should be conferred on his father's behalf. In this way, Fang Juxia would not be at odds with the imperial court, nor would he be burdened by the imperial conferment.

Therefore, Fang Yingwang entered the capital at a young age and was granted the title of Shentong Hou. When he first entered the capital, he was as famous as the "Iron Hand" among the four famous arresters, and was ranked as a rising star among the palace masters.

But this young prince is cynical, and no one can figure out what he is thinking.

"well!"

Fang Ying looked at the prosperous scene in the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" and couldn't help but sigh.

"Master Hou, why?" Zhao Lanrong asked, she had rarely seen Fang Yingkan so sad.

"It's nothing, I just feel that this prosperous scene will not last long." Fang Yingkan shook his head and smiled.

Zhao Lanrong didn't think much about it. She was just a "guard" and didn't need to think too much about the truth.

Fang Yingxuan squeezed across the bridge across the river and continued to move forward. He saw a row of shops lined up one after another, with people coming and going, and it was very lively.

In the middle of the street, there are all kinds of juggling toys, which are very interesting.

"Dong dong dong!"

The compact sound of drums should be followed by sound.

On the bluestone floor, people formed a large circle. In the circle, there were several strong men, playing gongs and drums, making jokes and talking about dramas. Two strong women, holding two ponies, wearing masks,

They were holding small knives and small swords, doing tumbling tricks on ropes and low stools, with thin chains tied around their necks. There were also several large monkeys tied to the racks with thick chains, both of which had old-fashioned eyes.

Miserably, as I watched the performance of the little monkeys in the field, I looked as helpless as a dying old man watching a child play.

"Ha!" Fang Ying felt that this scene was very familiar. Thousands of years later, it was actually the same. The simplest thing had never changed.

Turning his head again, Fang Yingkan's smile solidified on his face.

There were several people on the stone floor.

To say that they are human beings is not actually the case.

Some of these people have no hands, some have no legs, some have their hands and feet broken, leaving only one hand and one foot, or one hand and one foot. There is also one who has no hands and feet, and opens his mouth, only mutely.

Voice.

This was also very common in later generations.

Fang Yingkan understood what was going on almost immediately.

If it was an accident, they would never come out to beg in such a gang. Unexpectedly, this tooth row existed thousands of years ago.

Not all things from our ancestors are good.

Looking again, there is another person who is even weirder. His whole body is buried in a three-foot-long urn, with only a giggly head showing. This head has sparse white hair, but has a face as tender as a child.

Another person has a face on his upper body, but his lower body looks like a monkey. His whole body is covered with hair and he has half a tail, but his body is by no means as agile as that of a monkey.

Fang Ying looked at it and felt a little creepy.

Earthen jar man, monkey man, conjoined man... all kinds of strange shapes are chilling.

Next to these disabled people, beside the big willow tree by the bridge, a few strong men were picking their teeth and chatting, looking over here casually.

Fang Yingwang didn't want to care about these things, but unexpectedly, one of the strong men came over on his own initiative with a wicked smile on his face.
Chapter completed!