win the hairpin

The gambling room is warm, and people are sweating from the steam.

Zheng Bang held the fig leaf tightly around his waist with one hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other hand. He felt very strange in his heart. He was both haggard on the verge of death and strangely excited. His face was burning like fire, floating Two balls of red.

Hearing the yelling of the people around him, he could tell that these three people were lucky and won several times in a row.

He recalled that it was the same when he first came here. He was lucky at first, then he lost more than he won, and then lost all the way like a precipice.

But he had a premonition in his heart, and he didn't know where this premonition came from. In short, when he looked at these three people, he felt that these three people were not ordinary gamblers, especially the tall man with a straight face.

This young man without the slightest smile on his face seems to be able to see through the sinister intentions of the dice officer. The dice officer placed the dice cup, and everyone placed their bets. After that, they looked back and forth on the pile of silver. Move your hands and feet when you uncover the dice cup.

However, before the dice officer moved his hand, the tall man pressed it first, his eyes were like knives, piercing the dice officer's face coldly: "Don't move."

The dice officer trembled, and dropped the dice cup to the ground.

Others didn't see anything in this chaos, they just saw the dice officer drop the eating guy on the ground, they all burst into laughter, making the dice officer lose money, and Zheng Bang felt that he had seen it.

Because he lost all his wealth, he was faced with the two choices of whether to go out and freeze to death or go home and hang himself. He had never been so calm in his life.

He squeezed forward desperately, holding the fig leaf in one hand, and squeezed desperately around. The dice judge, gambler, thug, tor, and dice all disappeared in his eyes, and he just stared at these three rich men.

After the dice Gu was settled, he saw that tall man whispered to the tender-faced young master, very sure, and then the young master pushed all the money in his hand indifferently.

After ten bets, this young master never lost a bet.

The yelling around gradually died down, and they all focused on watching the dice officer shake the dice cup. When the dice cup settled down and they could place bets, their eyes were fixed on Song Huiyue again.

Yin Xiao whispered: "Full house."

Song Huiyue pushed all the money over.

There were only whispers left in the field, and some people planned to take out their silver and make a bet, but they hesitated to make a move—there were many people who won more than a dozen hands in a row, but the dice judge suddenly turned over Come over and lose even the pants in the end.

Zheng Bang was sweating nervously, grabbed the fig leaf tightly, squeezed out again, walked to the thug who gave interest, and exchanged the only land deed in his family for one hundred taels of silver.

One hundred taels, ninety taels in hand, all ten taels of silver bills, he clenched the silver bills with one hand, gritted his teeth and drilled in, stood still by the table, tremblingly put all the silver bills on the table Next to Song Huiyue's silver.

From the beginning, Song Huiyue had [-] big silver coins, and every time she won, she would push out the winning silver coins to place bets. Although she was the only one betting at this time, the silver piles were very high.

Zheng Bang's banknote made the crowd quiet again.

The dice officer's complexion was also not good. He took off his hat, revealing his sweaty forehead and sideburns. He wiped his face with his hands, looked at Yin Zi, and wanted to do something. …

But he dared not.

He saw the tip of a knife hanging from Yin Xiao's sleeve, facing him brightly and unabashedly.

Reluctantly opened the dice cup, the crowd erupted into a burst of shouting, Zheng Bang was ecstatic, and couldn't help raising his hands to applaud, he moved both hands, and the fig leaf around his waist fell off, and immediately The buttocks are bare.

Except for himself, no one cared about his bare butt, everyone's eyes were straightened, and they were eager to try, ready to place a bet with Song Huiyue.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tuo'er thought that someone was coming to destroy the place, so he slipped to the door and said to the young man guarding the door: "Go and call the uncle, and tell me something happened."

Uncle Zhao is Zhao Ziyi's eldest son. His four sons are all useful, stronger than Huang Xianjue, enough to make Zhao Ziyi an old man at home.

At this time, Zhao Ziyi was sitting in the main room in the backyard, sitting on the grand teacher's chair, with his legs stretched forward, leaning on the back of the chair, holding a wine glass in his hand, and took two sips slowly.

After the wine in the glass was finished, he didn't put it down. He held the glass with one hand and patted the armrest of the chair with the other, listening casually to his wife's scolding.

Mrs. Zhao scolded Huang Yihui.

Since Huang Yihui married her son, she was born as a member of the Zhao family and died as a ghost of the Zhao family. It is unreasonable to go home without a divorce letter!
Zhao Ziyi listened to her scolding in a variety of ways, and he felt a little relieved, and leaned over to signal the maid beside him to give him a full blown.

The maid poured the wine, and he drank it in one gulp, bared his teeth and tasted the stamina, and hated Huang Yihui to the bone.

He suffered such a good beating, and this daughter-in-law not only didn't help, but even dared to openly read his jokes, it was simply unruly.

Daughter-in-law is hateful, but he is a man, he can't beat and scold his daughter-in-law in a big way, he can only sit at home and drink.

Mrs. Zhao scolded and spit flying all over the roof tiles. She hid the other three daughters-in-law in her yard and didn't dare to go out until her mouth was dry.

She patted Zhao Ziyi's hand: "Don't just listen, give me three hundred taels of silver tomorrow, and I'll go find Mrs. Hui Ding in the thatched cottage, and let her kill that little bastard."

Zhao Ziyi waved his hand, shaking Huanglian Po's hand down: "Is this nun inlaid with gold or plated with silver? It costs so much silver?"

Mrs. Zhao snorted: "She is a real spirit, the patriarch above cast a spirit on her! Let me tell you."

Zhao Ziyi didn't want to hear what she had to say, so he nodded generously: "Okay, I will."

After dismissing Mrs. Zhao, Zhao Ziyi continued to drink, thinking about where to sleep tonight while drinking.

Several beautiful concubines in his family were sent to him by Huang Xianjue, and they all carried Huang Xianjue's soul. Letting him go to sleep now made him feel uncomfortable, that's all, he was still clean and pure, so he regarded it as recharging his energy.

Just as he was lost in thought, the eldest son Zhao Ming hurried in.

Zhao Ming walked away in a hurry, a gust of cold wind was blowing into his body, his face was flushed from the cold, and a thin layer of hoarfrost hung on his eyebrows and eyelashes.

"Dad! Something happened!"

Zhao Ziyi was warmed by the smell of alcohol and charcoal fire, and softened his muscles and bones. He didn't pay attention to the big things that the eldest son said, so he beckoned: "Sit down and warm up."

Zhao Ming sat down on his buttocks, trying to calm himself down, but when he spoke, he still trembled: "Father, Qingyi exports twelve thousand taels per hour!"

Zhao Ziyi swayed and almost slipped from the chair to the floor. The wine glass in his hand fell on his crotch, and the wine spilled all over his crotch.

He hurriedly threw the wine glass back on the table, before he had time to wipe off the wine stains, he sat up straight, completely awake from the wine.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Ming talked about the three strangers who came today.

These three people only win but not lose, causing all the gamblers to bet, and the bets get bigger and bigger. He wanted to secretly give these three people a sum of money and ask them to go out politely, but they didn't even look at it. He could only signal the people below to light the fire and close the restaurant.