The match started yesterday, and the grand occasion was unprecedented. Beijing newspapers reported one after another, and the Imperial City Department made great achievements this time.

Today it was Fanlou's turn to fight Yuxianlou, but it was even more grand than yesterday.

Why?

Because all the big courtesans and young actors on the two floors were present, Gan Qi specially set up an area for them, and the beakers and swallows became a beautiful landscape.

With these big and small courtesans, there are also their "boyfriends". The more famous ones, the more "boyfriends". The most famous ones have no boyfriends, only followers.

These boyfriends and followers also have servants around them, some bring one or two book boys, and some have to bring a few servants.

Gan Qi naturally had to set up another area for these people, which was called the fans retaining votes, and this was an organized fan.

Then I heard the girls holding round fans, waving their handkerchiefs, and shouting: "Miss Fanlou is beautiful, the most beautiful in the world!"

The Immortal Tower over there also shouted: "Immortal Tower, the gods stay."

Gan Qi shook his head and said, "This fan is too unprofessional."

On the contrary, the athletes on both teams all looked flattered. These people were all working chores in the building, and they were not even considered servants who came and sent him. As servants, they also asked to be eloquent. These people are usually people who do hard, dirty and tiring work in the building.

Those courtesans would not even look at these coolies covered in sweat.

I didn’t expect that from the top to the ordinary girl today, everyone came to encourage and cheer for these people. How could these people not be flattered?

The Zhang family naturally came, which attracted countless people's attention.

There are countless people in Bianliang City who have heard of Zhang Daming, but there are not many people who have actually met Zhang Daming. How can ordinary people be qualified to meet Fanlou's top celebrities? Even if a scholar wants to see her, he either spends all his time and stands out in poetry and articles, or he is rich and rich, spends a lot of money.

When people heard that Fan Lou Zhang and everyone were present in person, they all turned around and searched everywhere in the audience.

Someone recognized Zhang Jia from afar and would point his fingers away from the distance and shout to the people on both sides: "Look, there, the person in the light green clothes is Zhang Jia from Fanlou."

It seems that it is also a good thing to recognize Zhang Jia.

Everyone looked in the direction of the man's finger. It was not very real from a distance, but someone blurted out: "Wow... he is really a beauty!"

"Beautiful, really beautiful."

"Hey, aren't it said that Zhang has always been clean and never gets close to men? Who is the man sitting next to her?"

Someone immediately replied with a contemptuous look: "Look at how you have never seen the world, that's Mr. Gan."

"Mr. Gan? Which Mr. Gan? Oh, are you talking about the owner of this sumo wrestling farm? Gan Daguan is really very good at being rich. It's better to have money. I'm envious. If I become prosperous in the future, I will also have everyone from Fanlou Zhang to accompany me." The gap between social classes is so obvious in this era. Some people know Gan Daguan, and some people know Mr. Gan. This is a matter between two classes.

Of course, there are still people who know both the Grand Official of Gan and Mr. Gan.

A contemptuous look looked at the person who was well-developed and asked everyone to accompany Zhang to accompany him, and then said: "Summer insects cannot be talked about by Bing, Bai Ding dares to think about it, which is extremely ridiculous."

If someone is laughed at, he will naturally be angry. However, this person who is angry turns his head and sees the Confucian shirt, and he will stop. The scholars in Bianliang City are not easy to mess with, and they have to endure even if they are unhappy.

Gan Qi, who was in the VIP seat, looked at countless gazes that were looking at him, was quite uncomfortable and spoke to Zhang everyone beside him, "Zhang everyone, how about you change your seat?"

Zhang Jia smiled and said, "Mr. Gan is also afraid of attention?"

Gan Qi slowly stood up: "Zhang everyone is very much watching, but I can't stand it. Why don't I sit in another place?"

Everyone Zhang suddenly asked, "Don't Mr. Gan like to be envied?"

Zhang Shuyuan and Zhang, today we are here to give Gan Qi a good face, and Gan Qi seems to be a little unwilling to buy it.

"Don't you hear the trouble of beauty?" Gan Qi smiled, his figure moving towards the seat next to him.

Gan Qi was just a joke, but when Zhang heard this joke, it was no longer a joke. Zhang everyone seemed to be a little serious in their hearts, with a slightly low expression. Looking at Gan Qi who had been sitting a few steps away, he asked: "Mr. Gan, since ancient times, is it a man's fault? Or a woman's fault?"

This question is really a bit good.

Gan Qi looked back at Zhang Jia, then remained silent for a moment, and answered, "What did you say?"

But everyone saw that Zhang had a grievance on their faces: "Hmph, Mr. Gan clearly heard it, but he still pretended not to hear it."

"What did you hear?" Gan Qi asked again.

"I said, Mr. Gan, you are the reincarnation of a great evil man and are the best at bullying people." Zhang Shuyuan's voice became stronger and she was filled with resentment.

"Ah? Do you know this too?" Gan Qi was a little panicked. He really guessed it for this girl. Gan Qi was really a reincarnation of a great evil man, as if he had a fake one.

"Mr. Gan..."

"Look at the ball, watch the ball, the game begins." Ganqi pointed at the stadium.

The competition really began, and the shouts of the girls all over the venue had already overwhelmed the shouts of the men.

There is a kind of...a kind of déjà vu at the concert.

Everyone’s minds have also gone to the field. Competitive sports are born with different attraction. Once people have a position in competitive sports, they will be filled with passion, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.

Everyone Zhang had already stood up, and couldn't help but clenched their fists, and even shouted.

Then...and then, after looking back, Ganqi is gone!

"Oh..." shook his head and sighed.

Gan Qi left the sumo field from the VIP stand, then walked in the account room, checked the ticket sales and betting situation, and then went back to the village.

As soon as he reached the avenue, Ganqi stopped by the road because a large group of people suddenly came to the south.

There were more than a dozen young men in front of their heads, and these young men were carrying flagpoles in their hands. The flags were apricot yellow and were tilted and not sure what to write.

In the middle of the team, there were more than a dozen strong men. The men were carrying a sedan chair, and there was a Taoist priest holding a whisk in his hand...

This time Gan Qi understood what was crooked on the apricot yellow flag, it was a Taoist rune.

At the forefront of the team, there were still people ringing the gong to open the way and shouting: "The true immortal passes through the border, the demons and ghosts avoid them, and the mortals wait."

Gan Qi was stunned when he saw this scene. This style opened his eyes and gained insight. This Song Dynasty, a Taoist priest, entered the capital with such a big formation?

Gan Qi was still very curious and kept watching the teammate disappear from the arch bridge. He started and continued to walk. While walking, he asked Gan Ba: "Daiba, do you think that person is a real immortal?"

Gan Ba ​​nodded in a daze: "It looks like it."

"Oh, brother, why did you hit me again?" Gan Ba ​​rubbed his head again.
Chapter completed!