The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

It was daylight, and the maids led the way with lamps.

Everything in the general's mansion is exactly the same as the Sun's mansion a hundred years later, the same jade pond lotus leaves, Huangshi rockery.

The main hall was still slightly flickering with candlelight, Fang Cun really felt that he was not here for breakfast, but for supper.

It would be even better if there were crayfish.

"General."

A female voice pulled him back to the cruel reality, and Fang Wan'er bowed slightly to him.

Fang Cun sniffed, but still didn't dare to look directly at Fang Wan'er's face, shrank his body and hid beside Gan Ting, using him as a shield to block Fang Wan'er's sight.

"sit."

Fang Cun pushed Gan Ting down and let him sit on the main seat, perfectly blocking himself and Fang Wan'er.

Fang Wan'er's face darkened, "General, this seems to be against the rules."

Gan Ting's face was also not good-looking, and when he stood up, he had a look of contempt "You don't let me eat, but I don't want to eat it yet".

"Don't, don't, sit down." Fang Cun coaxed Gan Ting back, "I'll get you whatever you want to eat."

"General."

Fang Wan'er was the first to pick up a piece of pastry, passed Gan Ting, and placed it on a square-inch plate.

"This." Gan Ting pointed his eyes at the pastries that Fang Wan'er had picked up on the plate.

Fang Cun was confused, "Huh?"

Gan Ting was not negotiable and said, "I want to eat this."

It's true that neither side dared to offend, Fang Cun wanted to cry but had no tears, but still picked up the chopsticks and tremblingly put the pastry between Gan Ting.

"Pa—" Fang Wan'er put her chopsticks aside vigorously, and said angrily, "Come here."

The maid nodded slightly, clapped her hands, and an old lady slowly walked in from the door.

Fang Cun's face was pale, and she didn't know what she was going to do.

The maid said: "General, the second lady has just entered the mansion and doesn't know much about the rules. This is the nun that the lady asked to teach."

Fang Cun's eyelids twitched, thinking, 'How many lives do you have to teach the male protagonist how to behave? '

I still wanted to stop Gan Ting before he got angry, "No."

"Okay." Gan Ting was in a good mood, and said leisurely: "As long as you dare to teach, I will dare to learn."

Threats really worked, and the teaching mother immediately lowered her head, not daring to say anything.

Fang Wan'er slapped the table and stood up, "Fang Lian'er!"

"pat-"

A hairpin in her hair was unbearable and fell heavily on the table. It was the grape flower silk hairpin that Sun Qiong gave to Fang Wan'er.

Gan Ting picked it up first, looked at it carefully for a moment, then smiled, "Thank you Madam."

After speaking, he took the hairpin and left the table.

gone? !

Fang Cun turned pale with shock, while Fang Wan'er was furious, "Fang Lian'er, stop!"

"Calm down, calm down."

After Fang Cun comforted Fang Wan'er, he hurriedly strode after Gan Ting.

"Why are you snatching other people's hairpins?"

Gan Ting looked calm, "Fang Lian'er is obsessed with this hairpin, and now I got it for her."

Fang Cun was dumbfounded, "How can you take it like this, you are obviously robbing."

"What did you say?" There was a cold light in Gan Ting's eyes.

Fang Cun took a step back, "You did everything right."

Gan Ting tucked the hairpin into his sleeve, "Let's go and listen to Yuge."

"Huh? Why are you going there?"

"You said there is no wine, I will take you to drink a jug of good wine now."

Fang Cun scratched his head, "Did I say that?"

Gan Ting ignored him and walked straight ahead.

In the early morning, the courtyard was quiet, with some insects and birds chirping, the air gradually cooled, and the sun slowly rose.

From the perspective of the guards at the side, the second lady was walking ahead, and the general timidly followed behind the second lady.

"Didn't you say that the general loves his wife? Why do you love the second lady so much?"

"This kind of general's mansion, do you believe in and love these two words?"

"makes sense."

The guard at the door joked softly, Gan Ting basically heard it clearly from the front, and Fang Cun followed behind him like a walking corpse, I don't know if he heard it clearly.

Chang'an Avenue in the early morning is not as busy as it is at noon, but there are also many vendors setting up stalls and shouting.

"Fang Lian'er is amazing, the illusion weaved is so realistic."

Fangcun ran around, looking east and west, feeling curious.

Gan Ting walked ahead, couldn't help laughing, and shook his head helplessly.

"Would you like to try it, my lord?"

Fang Cun was attracted by a stall selling candied fruit, his eyes were full of joy, and the boss handed him some candied fruit.

Fang Cun took a bite and was pleasantly surprised: "It's delicious."

"Help me decorate this." Fang Cun pointed to the preserved fruit in front of him.

"Okay." The stall owner helped him pack it.

Fang Cun was going to take the money from his cuff, but after a long time he also got the money bag, so he leaned over to Gan Ting in embarrassment, "Ah Ting, I don't have any money with me..."

Gan Ting shook the golden hairpin, "Why don't we pawn this hairpin?"

Fang Cun hurriedly stopped, "This is impossible."

Gan Ting glanced at him, and with his right hand hidden behind his back, some silver came out. There were no fine points, and he gave all the money to the stall owner, "You don't need to look for it."

The stall owner took the silver, packed several more bags of preserved fruits, and handed them to Fang Cun.

"Take it, son, and walk slowly."

Fang Cun took the big and small bags of preserved fruit and took a bite.

Gan Ting turned around without turning his head, "Remember to pay back the money."

"Don't be so out of touch." Fang Cun caught up with Gan Ting and handed him one, "Try it."

Gan Ting was disgusted, "Take it away."

"Try it, this is really delicious." Fang Cun was about to feed him the preserved fruit, almost poking Gan Ting's nostrils.

Gan Ting pushed away his square hand and said in disgust, "How old are you? You're still like a child. I haven't eaten this kind of food in hundreds of years."

Fang Cun didn't know why he was inexplicable and angry, and followed him with his arms in his arms, saying earnestly, "Have you ever heard a saying that a man is a teenager until he dies, let alone you are a child in the first place."

"Eat." Taking advantage of Gan Ting's inattention, Fang Cun stuffed the preserved fruit into his mouth and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

Gan Ting gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite the candied fruit into pieces.

A burst of sweetness fills the mouth, very sweet, but not greasy.

Fang Cun laughed, "Eat another one."

"roll."

Fang Cun resentfully stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth, "How delicious, I really don't know how to enjoy it."

Ting Yuge's second child warmly greeted him, "Are you two young masters drinking or staying in a hotel?"

"Young master?" Fang Cun bit the candied fruit and said inarticulately: "Did he not regard you as Fang Lian'er?"

Gan Ting explained seriously, "Maybe Fang Lian'er's spiritual power will be invalid after leaving the Sun's residence."

Fang Cun suddenly realized, "I see."

"Take two jugs of Jiangshan wine."

"Okay." Xiao Er made a gesture of invitation, "Please, my lord."

Listening to Wu Nong's soft words on the stage in Yuge, the audience is noisy and chaotic, very lively.

In the best position in the middle, the young masters gathered in a noisy place to taste wine, play games and throw dice.

"This restaurant can still roll dice."

The essence of human beings is to join in the fun, Fang Cun leans over with preserved fruit.

"open!"

Fang Cun yelled loudly, "I bet big!"

Others urged, "Bet money bet money."

Fang Cun, who did not regard himself as an outsider at all, took out some silver from Gan Ting's sleeve and put it on the gaming table, "Let's go."

"Okay! Ready to go!"

The dice were shaking violently in the wooden box, and the clear and crisp sound of impact attracted everyone's attention.

Gan Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the gambling table, with his hands hidden behind his back, a white light shone slightly, and the white light moved towards the wooden box.

"Open!" The wooden box was uncovered, "Big!"

The people around laughed at Fang Cun and said, "My lord, you can do it! Keep going."

These people began to prepare for the next round, "Come, come."

"Fang Shenyue."

Fang Cun responded obediently, "Hey."

Gan Ting said, "Come here, stop playing."

Fang Cun packed up the money, "Okay."

A rough man stopped Fang Cun, "Want to leave after winning a game?"

Fang Cun showed embarrassment, "No, my child called me there."

"If you don't get the money back today, don't even think about leaving." The man shouted loudly, "Go on."

The guests around whispered.

"This young man can actually beat the gambler, should we bet with him?"

"It's just luck. On the other side, this is the boss of various casinos in Chang'an. It's definitely right to bet with the boss."

A scholar waving a folding fan stood behind Fang Cun, "I'd better suppress this young master."

Fang Cun was helpless, "Then I will continue to bet big."

The dice continued to shake, Gan Ting had no choice but to put his fingers together and cast another little spell.

"Open!" shouted the dice roller, "Big!"

"Again!" The gambler refused to accept, "This time, I'll bet big."

Fang Cun had no choice but to move the silver to the other side, "Small."

The dice shook violently, the wooden box was opened, and the audience cheered, "Small!!!"

"Bang!" The table was suddenly overturned.

"You must be a cheater!" The gambler shouted angrily, rushed over and grabbed Fang Cun's wrist, "Say! What kind of trick did you use?!"

Fang Cun flinched in pain, "I'm just passing by to join in the fun of two rounds..."

"You must be someone who is out of luck, tell me where you are hiding!"

"boom!"

The small white porcelain lamp slammed heavily on the gambling bully's forehead, drawing a scarlet gash, so hard that the pieces fell apart.

Everyone fled and hid aside.

"Where did you come from, that kid is so courageous, to act wildly in my Chang'an city!" The gambling bully rolled up his sleeves, and waved to the little brother beside him, "Go!"

Gan Ting didn't have any weapons left, so he casually took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and threw it at it.

Yin Zi was not as big as a fist, but he jumped repeatedly between these men with great agility, and brought down these ferocious men almost instantly, with great ease.

This group of people has been rampant and domineering for a long time, and everyone has suffered for a long time. This good show that will not cause trouble to the upper body, does not cost money, and can vent their anger, naturally attracted many people to watch, and many people applauded loudly.

Fang Cun took a deep breath, this is the male protagonist who waved his sleeves to attack the world to reduce dimensionality....

Gan Ting was disdainful, turned his head to Fang Cun, and said irritably, "Next time you have nothing to do, don't join in the fun, it's really tiring to clean up the mess for you."

Fang Cun laughed, "Okay."

Everyone exclaimed, "Look, there are iron filings under the table."

All eyes were focused on the broken gaming table. There was obviously a piece of iron filings under the gaming table. The gaming table had been overturned, but the dice were still attached to it unharmed.

"He's really out of this world."

"This young master has just arrived, so how can he have time to arrange it? It must be done by the God of Gamblers."

"Okay, so it turns out that you have been relying on talents to show off your might."

"Brothers fight!"

Fang Cun went over to join in the fun and shouted, "Fight!"

Gan Ting clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, lifted Fang Cun's collar and dragged him away.