The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 13: The truth is only under the gun
Zhao Ti also got off the carriage, walked over with a gloomy face, and looked at the guards.

"Your Majesty, yes, it's Prince Duan..."

"Hmm?" Zhao Ti sneered.

"Tell me, what about Prince Duan?" Su Da stamped his feet anxiously.

"Prince Duan, Prince Duan brought people to look for the prince. The subordinates told him that the prince was not there, so Prince Duan tried to force his way in. The subordinates stopped him and did not let him in. As a result, they beat up the people he brought with him."

"And then?" Bai Zhan asked.

"I didn't dare to fight back. The other party was shouting and making a lot of noise. When Prince Duan saw that no one came out, he guessed that the prince was not there, so he said something and left after saying a few words."

Bai Zhan and the others looked at Zhao Ti together. Zhao Ti asked in a cold tone, "What did he say?"

The guard covered his red and swollen face and said, "I dare not say..."

"You are forgiven."

"Prince Duan said, say... what else can that warrior do besides wielding a gun and a stick, beating people up in the street, and behaving like a bandit? It's simply an insult to civility!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Ti.

Zhao Ti sneered: "Martial artist? Bandit? He also knows what a martial artist is? It seems that I have to make this eleventh brother understand clearly what a martial artist is. The truth is only under the gun and the rules are only in the hands of the robbers!"

"Wang Jia, do you want to go to the building to call for help?" Bai Zhan said in a low voice.

When Zhao Ti was still in the palace, he secretly formed a small gang outside, which brought together all kinds of people, including thieves and desperate criminals.

Among them were brothers and friends introduced by his trusted guards, upright men he met in the streets who stood up for justice, and poor people who had been wronged and recognized during the redress of injustices in the government office.

Their abilities are not that great, but they are loyal, passionate, and unafraid of death.

After being out of the palace for a year, his business grew stronger and stronger, and he named this hall Jinfengxiyulou.

As for where the funds for the activities came from, they were initially used from rewards from the palace, rewards from Empress Dowager Gao Taotao, rewards from Emperor Shenzong, and rewards from his mother, Concubine Xing. Concubine Xing had four children, the first three of whom died early, so she loved her only son very much and used all her private money to subsidize him.

Later, as the business grew bigger, they had to eat and feed themselves, and when they were running out of money, they started to engage in the business of stealing from other gangs.

There is a saying that there are seven gangs and eight associations in Tokyo city's underground forces, seven gangs in the inner city and eight associations in the outer city.

Tokyo was prosperous, Song promoted commerce, water transport was unobstructed, there were 100,000 types of transactions, and 400 states came to pay tribute. These underground forces were getting fatter and fatter, and they bullied the good merchants and extorted the common people, so Zhao Ti showed no mercy to them.

From the bloody battles in the beginning to now occupying half of the underground forces and having his own business, the general trend is set and it is only a matter of time before he unifies the Tokyo underground.

"In the past few days, the building has been in a standoff with the Tiger Gang and the Green Clothes Society, so it is impossible to mobilize them. Besides, except for Shang Qi and the other four people in the building, it is not good for them to be seen as related to the Prince of Yan's Palace, and it is not good for them to have any connection with the Prince's Palace." Zhao Ti shook his head and said, "What experts can Prince Duan have? Li Yan has several eunuchs, and the guards are just from the imperial guards. The number is the same as mine, no different."

The Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower was managed by the other four people he brought out from the Imperial City Division. The leader of the four was called Shang Qi. The Imperial City Division's serial number was Tian Di Yuan Huang, and he was ranked seventh from the Tian character.

"Your Majesty is right," Bai Zhan said. Zhao Ti said calmly, "Now that they have come to my door, it would be wrong not to return the favor. Call for help, carry the few who are less seriously injured, and go to Prince Duan's mansion now to let this eleventh brother of the king see what a warrior is!"

A moment later, twenty or thirty people came out of the palace. They were all imperial guards assigned to the prince. They drove a few more carriages and headed straight for Prince Duan's palace.

The Song Dynasty was different from all previous dynasties in that there was no curfew in the capital city. Instead, the city became increasingly lively at night, especially in the areas around Zhouqiao and Panlou Street, where there were night markets. In spring, the lights were bright, and in midsummer, it was even more noisy and lively.

The carriage made quite a noise and encountered the night patrol team of the Imperial Guards from the two departments and three yamen on the way. After they revealed their identities, they all confessed their crimes and were allowed to pass. Soon, they arrived in front of Prince Duan's palace.

The area of Prince Duan's Mansion is similar to that of Prince Yan's Mansion, but its level of luxury far exceeds that of Prince Yan's Mansion.

Zhao Ji was a man of literary talent, proficient in painting and calligraphy, and he loved to enjoy life, luxury and extravagance, and was greedy for fame and fortune. He loved everything from gold and jade to jewels. Although he was young at the moment, he had this kind of personality and it would not change until he was old.

The carriage stopped and the guards in front of Prince Duan's mansion looked around. If ordinary people were to stop here, they would have been scolded and chased away, not allowed to stay.

However, these carriages were solemn and their designs were not common among ordinary people, so no one dared to speak without permission.

Su Daxian jumped off the car and shouted at the door: "Is Prince Duan at home?"

Although the guards at the door did not chase him away, they had never seen such disrespect before, and they immediately shouted angrily: "Where did you come from, you rash man, to speak like that? Are you itching for a fight? Give me twenty beatings with the killing stick!"

The number of sticks used to kill soldiers sent to military camps was often fifty or a hundred, but in reality most ordinary people would be beaten to death after not being able to withstand even twenty of them, and even the strongest could barely withstand that number.

At this moment, Zhao Ti also got off the carriage. Bai Zhan stepped forward and said, "Your Highness Prince Yan has come to see Prince Duan, why don't you greet him?"

The guards in front of the door were stunned for a moment. They knew everything that happened today. After all, they were guarding the gate and protecting the house, so it would be hard for them not to know.

The two kings had friction and ordered their subordinates to take action. It was these subordinates who suffered, and they were also the ones who were killed. The two kings naturally stood firm as a rock and watched the wind and clouds rise and fall.

The leading guard forced a smile and said, "Yan, Your Highness, Prince Yan, please allow me to go in and report. Your Highness, please wait for a moment."

Su Da glared and said, "You dare to ask my Wang Jia to wait outside? I think you don't want to live anymore!"

The leading guard rolled his eyes and looked at Su Da, who was rude and reckless, and looked like he was about to take action. His heart skipped a beat. Damn it, there is no solution to this problem. He gritted his teeth, and became ruthless. Suddenly, he made a move of slipping and falling down the stairs with a cry of "Ouch". Then he lay on the ground and couldn't get up, just holding his legs and feet and crying in pain.

Su Da was stunned: "Fuck you, what are you doing? I haven't hit you yet..."

The guard leader ignored him and just rolled on the ground. Yu Er beside him said, "He's a smart guy. Never mind. Just ignore him."

As they spoke, the two walked up the stairs. The remaining guards in front of the gate stared at each other, some hid aside, and some muttered, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I will go and inform you now."

Others blocked the door, but were beaten away by Su Dayu with fists and kicks. They did not dare to draw their swords or guns to fight back, but ran away in a hurry, scattering like birds and beasts.

Su Dayu led the way, Zhao Ti walked in the middle with Zhou Tong and Bai Zhan, and twenty or thirty people behind them carried the injured guard of Prince Yan's Mansion and went straight into the palace!

(End of this chapter)