"Two thousand taels of gold, if Zhuang Yichen wins, wouldn't it be that the Han family will accompany two hundred thousand taels?" Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although the Han family is a family of hundreds of years, if it loses, it will hurt its muscles and bones.

Han Li's expression was a little apprehensive, he just wanted to suppress Zhuang Yichen's arrogance, but he didn't expect to force himself to this role.

The point is that the Seven Masters of the Mayfly are just fanciful glory, and Zhuang Yichen, a madman, actually dares to press two thousand taels of gold.

His gaze couldn't help but cast towards the head of the family, and he didn't dare to answer Zhuang Yichen's words for a while.

"What's the matter, are you scared? Then you just need to apologize to me!" Zhuang Yichen sat still.

The martial artists who were sitting with him couldn't help but be in good spirits at this time, but they didn't expect Zhuang Yichen to be so violent, suppressing the momentum of the Han family.

"Hmph, since you want to bet, you might as well bet bigger!Fang Kui, why don't you add the hundred-year income of your fiefdom?" An elderly Wen Jinshi suddenly opened his eyelids and said with a cold snort.

The voice was like thunder in Zhuang Yichen's ears, and a subtle tingling sensation suddenly rushed directly into Zhuang Yichen's martial hall.

"Old guy, you actually plotted against me!" Zhuang Yichen was angry and anxious in his heart, the stinging sensation was extremely sharp, and it might hurt his martial palace.

He never thought that as the head of the Han family, he would actually do something to himself in public.

Fortunately, at this time, the Holy Demon Pagoda in the Martial Hall flashed a colorful light, instantly eliminating the stinging sensation.

"Brother Han, don't bully the small with the big!" At this time, a middle-aged jinshi was warning in his words.

"Brother Su, how can I be regarded as a big bully? It's just that it's itchy to see the gambling contract!" said the head of the Han family lightly.

The heads of the families at this table are all at the Jinshi level, and the first-class families in the Northern Capital Mansion, like Gao Tiande, are not qualified to sit down.

"I didn't expect the two heads of the family to argue, this matter is not small!" At this time, the surroundings were quiet.

"Hehe, the young man is strong-blooded, and he made a gambling contract for the glory of my Northern Capital!" Chen Shirong smiled at this time.

Although he is the lord of a mansion, but to govern the place, he still needs the cooperation of these families, although Zhuang Yichen is a saint-former martial artist, there is no value for him to defend for the time being.

Being able to be impartial is already a great care, and it is still for Yu Yuefeng's face.

When he said this, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Yu Yuefeng, wanting to see how he reacted.

"The bet is so big, even I'm a little tempted! I don't know if the Han family dares to take my bet!" Yu Yuefeng laughed and said as well.

Everyone understands that he is standing up for Zhuang Yichen! In any case, he is also the chief examiner of the martial arts examination in the Northern Capital Prefecture, and he has an ironclad relationship with Zhuang Yichen as a master and protégé.

Deputy General Jizhou, who can sit in this position is definitely not an existence that can be ignored.

Yu Yuefeng was stunned at first, and then suddenly thought that with his understanding of Zhuang Yichen, he was by no means a frivolous and manic person.

Since he dared to bet with the Han family like this, he might already have three or four percent certainty.

Moreover, it is always said that Zhuang Yichen is also the leader of the martial arts talent who was personally awarded by the half-saint of the military family, and the vision of the half-saint is not too bad, right?

"Does Lord Yu also have this interest?, why don't we have a fun time with the Chen family!" At this time, another family head also spoke.

The Chen family's main family in the capital is also extremely powerful, so even against Yu Yuefeng, a powerful military attache in Jizhou, he has confidence.

"Hehe, then I'll play around and press 10,000 taels of gold!" Yu Yuefeng smiled faintly and said.

"10,000 taels of gold is still a small game, if he wins, the Chen family will have to pay 1 million taels of gold!"

"Tsk, if such a large sum of money is really lost, wouldn't it be necessary to tighten your belt and live!" Xuanyuan Fangyu deliberately discussed with a Wu Xiucai exaggerated at this time.

Zhuang Yichen is calculating that the tax revenue of his fiefdom is at least 3,000 taels of silver a year, 300,000 taels in a hundred years, and 30,000 taels of gold according to the ratio of one to ten.

It seems that the Han family is planning to knock themselves into the dust all at once, if he loses, all the face will be lost.

"Since the Han family is so atmospheric, then it's not like I'm hiding, I'll take this bet!" Zhuang Yichen said in a deep voice at this time, his voice was loud.

"How dare he really take on this bet?"

"It can't be a joke, right? Or are you crazy?" At this time, there was a dead silence all around, and countless pairs of brilliant eyes were staring at Zhuang Yichen.

The Seven Masters of Mayflies are not cabbages sold on the street, you can have them whenever you want.

Especially Zhuang Yichen even took out the hundred-year tax revenue of his own half of the county to gamble, in case he lost, not only would he lose his reputation and the title of a fanatic, but he would also lose his basic source of income.

And maybe it will make the court and the royal family angry, and add an embarrassing evaluation, then he will be lost to everyone in his life, and there will be no prospects at all.

"Okay, then it's a deal!" The head of the Han family said lightly, very disdainful in his heart! Although if the three million taels of gold were really lost, it would make the Han family bankrupt, but he didn't think that he would lose.