There are no stairs to go up to the second or third floor in the hall on the first floor of Baiyue Building, which is only external. Those who work in Baiyue Building have their own shortcuts to the second and third floors. Otherwise, the general manager of Baiyue Building will send a message to the managers of all floors, and ask people to go out and go around, which is too inconvenient.

Li Yue'e led Liu Shuang to leave, which was the shortcut she took.

The second floor is completely separated from the first floor, and it is necessary to have its own secret hole to peep into all parts of the building, and to view the situation of the first floor from the second floor.

It is said that it is a dense hole, but in fact it is not small, each of them is as big as the palm of two hands of an adult, enough for two or three people to snoop at the same time. These dense holes are opened on the side of the load-bearing cylinder in the building, from the bottom to the top, the hole is a glass light, outsiders look up and only think that it is the decoration on the top of the column, plus the beam barrier at the top of the horizontal frame, there is no problem at all, it is very hidden.

Geng Sheng only sent Li Yue'e and the two to the stairs of the secret room and left, he was one of the stewards on the first floor, and he would not go up to the second floor if it was not a major matter.

The steward on duty on the second floor today is called Shi Chun, and when he heard that two girls from Long Xingwei came up from the secret room, he hurriedly greeted him.

There were not as many people on the second floor as there was a first floor, but the sound was much louder than the first floor, and the constant shouting from outside could be heard through the thick secret room.

Li Yue'e explained her intentions, and Shi Chun led the two into a hut, and the sound outside was finally negligible.

The room was simply furnished, with no tables or chairs, just a few mats on the floor and a few teapots and cups on a table next to it.

At this moment there were four people in the room sitting on a mat each, two with their heads bowed downwards and two leaning against the wall looking outward, both observing the outside through a hole in the ground or in the wall.

"If you want to look at the east side of the first floor, the entrance to this side is the best, Li Qitou, please." ”

Shi Chun said as he led the two to a place in the back, where a person was sitting on the mat with half his body lying on his stomach, looking down.

When the steward brought people to his place, the man who was sitting on the mat got up and saluted.

"How's it going downstairs?" Shi Chun asked.

The people at the table waved their hands and replied respectfully: "There are many people in the east, and there are many things to say, and several noble sons have not yet expressed their position." ”

Shi Chun nodded: "Later, Li Qitou will inspect with you, and you will take care of it." ”

The people at the table hurriedly bowed their heads and agreed.

Then Shi Chun gave a few more words before bidding farewell to Li Yue'e.

"What's your name?" As soon as the steward Shi Chun left, Li Yue'e patted the shoulders of the people on the table and asked with a grin.

"Little Wei Song, I have seen Mr. Li's bannerhead. ”

"Well, Wei Song, yes, do a good job. Li Yue'e patted her shoulder without stopping, nodded and asked, "What's going on down there?"

Wei Song smiled: "Others are still encouraging Li Zifan to make a statement. ”

"What's the statement?"

"Bet that Concubine He is pregnant. ”

"That's it. ”

"Yes.

Li Yue'e looked sideways, pulled Liu Shuangli and lay down on the side seat, and looked down along the hole under her feet: "What are they fighting for?"

"Gambling. Wei Song replied simply.

Li Yue'e nodded, and didn't delve into it, because she was a little far away, she couldn't hear what was being said below, so both of them lowered their heads sideways and put their ears to the hole.

When Liu Shuangli leaned towards the entrance of the cave, he could already see a large circle of people below.

When they looked downstairs, they couldn't see anything but the people in the outer circle. When you come here, although you are separated by the beam, you can clearly see the situation in the circle.

Looking at it at this moment, I saw that on the side of the wall in the circle, there were several high cases, and there were several people sitting at the back of the case, and there were several rows of hanging tags on the wall, far away from the side, and I couldn't see what was written on the tags.

There were a few people standing in the middle of the front of the case, the most central one was about his early twenties, with a long body, friendly and handsome, although he was only wearing a simple pine green round-necked arrow sleeve tuanhua robe, and his black hair was only tied up with a green brocade pine pine, without a crown, Ling Ran's extravagance that could come from the inside overshadowed all the gorgeously dressed nobles on his side.

"The one in the pine green robe in the middle is the ninth son of the Ye family. Seeing Liu Shuangli's puzzled face, Li Yue explained.

It turned out that this was the son of the Ye family Xingjiu, Liu Shuangli looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but think of Ye Zhiqiu, the son of the Ye family's Xingjiu. I think she still has a copper token in her hand to hand over to that son, but she has been in Beijing for more than three months, and now the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and she still hasn't found a chance to hand over this token.

Thinking about it, she sighed in her heart, in the past few months in Beijing, I also heard that Ye Zhiqiu returned to Beijing a month ago, and the family affairs were already in preparation, so it stands to reason that she should have found an opportunity to hand over the copper token to Ye Zhiqiu.

But her current identity is special, it's really hard to make friends, and if it's not good, people will misunderstand.

Liu Shuangli sighed when she thought of this, with her current status, this matter can only be pressed first, and then give it when the right opportunity is right.

Thinking about looking down again, he noticed that there was a person standing on the side of the high desk near Ye Zhimin's left, seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white jade bead crown, and a brocade dress was the most complex and luxurious among all the people present, with a chic posture, a handsome face, and a faint smile on his thin lips, it was Cheng Yuanqing, the third son of the Cheng family that Liu Shuangli had seen.

Seeing Cheng Yuanqing, he couldn't help but think of his cousin Shi Lang and cousin Shi Qiong, and then thought of Shi Lang's unknown identity, Liu Shuangli felt that the situation was a little interesting.

I was smiling in my heart, and I saw that across the front of the case between Ye Zhimin and Cheng Yuanqing, a person who was standing with his head bowed slowly raised his head, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, his eyebrows were smiling, and the bright spring light suddenly reflected in the crowd.

The eyes of everyone inside and outside the circle are all looking at him.

There are those with shining eyes, there are those who are purely probing, there are those who doubt, and there are those who disagree.

With such a demeanor, there is no need to ask, it is Li Chaochen, who is crowned by the world as the most beautiful man in the world.

Seeing Li Chaochen forehead slightly, he said something to the steward behind the case, and found a handful of broken silver from a few silver tickets in his arms.

I don't know what he said, as if he was frightened by the steward and the servant behind the case, several of them stared at him without saying a word, and no one dared to pick up the silver ticket and broken silver he handed over.

Li Chaochen's voice was not loud, and the people who were far away did not know why, a circle of people on the periphery was wondering and asking, and they heard one of Li Chaochen's companions next to him say loudly: "Brother Zifan, you are too big, one hundred and twenty taels of silver is your entire net worth, and you are all betting on the twelve concubines who are infertile." Even if you don't want to bet on who will get pregnant, you can also discuss with the steward and make a bet on who will not get pregnant, how can you not bet on all of them to get pregnant, this must have one person conceived, no matter who it is, your money will be lost. ”

Li Chaochen ignored the shouts of his companions, and when he saw that the steward didn't answer, he seemed to be dissatisfied, so he forced the silver ticket and silver to stuff it, and the steward and the three little guys were even more frightened, no, no, no, can't help but look at Ye Zhimin on the side.

Seeing that Ye Zhimin nodded slightly, the steward took the silver ticket, but the twenty taels of broken silver refused to accept it.

Seeing this, Li Chaochen was not reluctant, he took back the broken silver, his black eyebrows were flying, and the red lips that were softer than the woman seemed to be smiling, so he turned his head to look at his companion, hooked his red lips and said: "Yes, my total net worth is only one hundred and twenty taels, which is really too little, Brother Yutai might as well borrow three hundred taels of silver from the younger brother and let me add a note." ”

Several of his companions standing beside him were shocked, and the one who had just raised his voice was even more wide-eyed: "You still want to raise?"

Li Chaochen nodded, and the smile on the corner of his lips did not decrease: "Of course." ”

Not to mention Li Chaochen's companions, the people present who were in the circle or outside the circle were silent for a while after hearing his words. After a while, someone whispered about something, and then it was as if it was touched by something collectively, and all the crowds kept talking, causing the originally relatively quiet floor to suddenly be noisy, although the sound was not loud, but it couldn't cover the number of people, compared to the loud shouting on the second floor, it was comparable.

You don't have to listen carefully to what you're talking about.

At this time, no matter whether they are in the circle or outside the circle, except for Liu Shuangli, they all use their narrow eyes to look at Li Chaochen in the circle, who is still like an immortal even if he is dressed in blue and gray cloth, attracting people's attention.

This person is the guest of today's saint, and the relationship with the emperor should be the most clear about which concubine the emperor will impregnate this person, but at the moment he wants to use all his net worth to bet all the concubines to be infertile, that doesn't mean that the emperor today...... It's really that......

Well, that's hard to say.

No matter how much the people present discussed, they didn't dare to say it clearly.

It's just that even if you don't say it, everyone understands what you have to say.

Emperor...... Don't...... Is...... That one...... Well, don't touch women at all?

Among the people present, only Liu Shuangli was the most calm.

Well, to be honest, in fact, when she heard this, it was the opposite of the reaction of others, and she was happy in her heart, so she just forced it to calm down.

Deep down, she actually hoped that Yang Boy wouldn't touch those women.

Although there seems to be some of that...... Well, jealousy. Well, that's not a good name for a woman, but deep down she really has that hope.

said that after she accepted Qin Siyang's affection in the year of Ji Lu, this hope arose in her heart, but she always pressed herself not to think about it.

She knows, not to mention the Son of Heaven, even if it is the son of an ordinary rich and noble family, how many of them have only one wife in their lives?

Therefore, since she accepted Qin Siyang's affection, although she was sweet, she was more depressed by reality.

Therefore, in those two years, she exiled herself to the Yangtze River and traveled to many places, one to look around to realize her dreams, and the other to escape, in order not to let herself think too much.

But she also knew that since she had accepted Qin Siyang's affection and accepted his person, she had to accept where he was and accept all of him.

Therefore, in the end, I chose to come back.

So, she's here now.

Having said that, Liu Shuangli's calmness is very normal in Li Yue's opinion. In her opinion, the little girl can be so calm after hearing the discussion below, but she is too simple and does not understand the dirtiness of it, so she can't understand the meaning of the words of the onlookers below, and she can't understand the narrowness and meaning in the eyes of those people.

After a long time, the noisy discussion downstairs gradually subsided, and Ye Zhimin, who was standing in the middle, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Li Chaochen with a casual smile: "Brother Zifan really wants to bet like this." ”

"Of course," Li Chaochen looked at Ye Zhimin with a slight flash of light, "If it's convenient for Brother Yujie, how about borrowing five hundred taels of silver from the younger brother?"

There was another uproar.

I only heard someone laugh and said: "I only borrowed three hundred taels from Yutai just now, and it became five hundred taels when I changed people, Brother Zifan, you are watching people cook." ”

Li Chaochen looked at the person who was laughing and blinked his beautiful eyes: "Brother Wen Yu, how about lending me a hundred taels." ”

The smiling face of the man who was called to Wen Yu immediately froze, and then a pair of handsome eyes widened, unable to speak.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuanqing on the side smiled with interest: "What about me, how much will Zifan borrow from me?"

Li Chaochen turned his head to look, and his willow eyebrows flew: "If it is Cheng Sangongzi, he will naturally have to start with a thousand taels." ”

Cheng Yuanqing was taken aback: "One thousand taels?"

"Well," Li Chaochen nodded solemnly, "It would be great if the third prince could give three thousand taels." ”

"Three thousand taels? ”

Li Chaochen looked serious: "Isn't the third son?"

Cheng Yuanqing: ......

My mother wants to scold, but his identity and cultivation tell him to endure it, endure it, endure it, it's really fucking aggrieved to death.

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