After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 24
"Brother Yuanqing, why don't you leave?"

Several young masters in fancy shirts walked forward talking and laughing, and one of them turned his head to say hello.

Another person waved his folding fan and interjected: "I'm afraid I'm thinking about how to kill the world. I won more than 300 taels last time. This Wanjinfang will prosper him."

Chu Yuanqing stopped at the intersection, staring at the big "Wan" character not far away, he hesitated to take a step.

Rationally told him that the words of the ten-year-old girl were unbelievable.

However, the firm advice and the weird picture have been lingering in my mind.

"Now, what time?"

Mr. Folding Fan was puzzled and said: "You have asked three times along the way, probably... it's almost time to apply."

Shen Shi... If he is tricked, it's just a waste of time, and there is not much loss.

What if the little cousin hit the nail on the head?
Gritting his teeth secretly, enduring the pain of missing out on the white silver, he bent down and hugged his belly:

"Oh, it hurts a little, you guys go first, I... find a hut."

"Okay, I'll wait for you inside."

He hurried back, turned into the alley, turned around and picked up the green bricks, poking out half of his head.

He would like to see what the meaning of "breaking through on the spot" is.

The sun was gradually moving towards the west, and it shone directly towards the base of the wall, making him dizzy.

The sound of hawkers selling and the sparse walking of pedestrians echoed in my ears.

Chu Yuanqing tried his best to stay in that small shade, the time passed bit by bit, and the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

When he saw someone throwing a purse and swaggering out of the casino, his anger reached its peak, and he said bitterly:

"Hello, Yun Jiuqing..."

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted his chanting.

Taking a closer look, two officials cleared the way, followed by a small group of people, led by his upright own father, Chu Chong, the boss of the Chu family.

He staggered in fright, and hurriedly hid himself tightly.

"You guys guard the door and don't allow anyone to come in or out. For the rest, let me get them!" Chu Chong ordered with a serious face.

"Yes, my lord!"

After a while, the officers and soldiers pushed and shoved a man, and the man was disheartened, apparently after a lot of struggle.

Boss Lu from Wanjinfang followed behind, bowing his head and bowing his head: "I really don't know that there are important criminals mixed in. Thank you sir for arresting them and bringing them to justice, and giving everyone peace."

Chu Chong hated gambling, but the procedures here are complete, and there is official approval, so it is not too embarrassing, so he can only follow the most stringent legal requirements:

"From now on, take a three-day rest to make a warning to others!"

Three days, how much silver would be lost.

Lu Qi rolled his eyes, leaned forward and listened: "It was mentioned above that Mr. Chu's reputation shocked the entire Dali Temple. I have admired him for a long time, why don't we have a gathering in another day?"

How could Chu Chong fail to understand the meaning in the words, it was both to win over and to remind.

It seems that the people behind this new gambling house are not young.

With a cold snort, he said unmoved:

"I will handle it according to the law. If you have any opinions, just go to Yushitai to file a complaint."

After all, withdraw the troops and leave.

"Bah!" Lu Qi's face was gloomy, "A small Dali Temple Chancellor is so ungrateful, if it is not for the support of Xuanwuhou... Humph!"

The follower whispered: "Master, do we want to..."

"No." He raised his hand to stop, "This is a trivial matter, just bear with it."

Seeing the group of people walking away, Chu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

With his back against the gray wall, a layer of cold sweat floated up.

God, even if you lose money on weekdays and go to the house to collect debts, mother can still solve it by blowing the pillow.

In front of his subordinates, he smashed his son in the gambling shop...

Blowing a hurricane, I'm afraid it won't work.

It's true that he has to be taken care of by his family, and his skin is bruised.

(End of this chapter)