"Naturally, it's me. ”

After promising to say the answer, Hu Ling looked like he had seen a ghost.

"You won the second senior brother?" Hu Ling asked in disbelief, his apricot eyes glaring into two large walnuts.

If the master learns that the second senior brother has become someone else's defeated on Sic Bo, he will definitely have to take a stick and beat him severely.

"No matter what the competition is, there are winners and losers, and Sic Bo is just that. Xu Nuo rubbed the teacup and whispered back.

She didn't make a loud voice, mainly because she was afraid of disturbing Xiao Yuan's rest.

He seemed to be in a coma with serious injuries, but in fact he fell asleep due to overdraft, and the sounds around him would most likely affect his rest.

Xu Yu looked Hu Ling up and down, and said in his heart: After Hu Ling returned to the master's door, how did he become easy to make a fuss?

Hu Ling sat next to Xu Nuo, looked directly at Xu Promise sideways, was serious, shook his head and sighed: "My master attaches the most importance to Sic Bo, he said that a person's qiē is displayed on three dice, and his mind and mind can understand a person's qiē characteristics from Sic Bo, and he is the most attentive when he teaches us Sic Bo." ”

"It doesn't matter if we don't learn anything else, if we learn Sic Bo or don't keep up with the progress, he just makes us stand upside down in the scorching sun or cold wind. ”

In order to avoid punishment, she really shook the dice like a fateful game.

The master of swordsmanship and boxing has always demonstrated it once, and then let her understand it by herself, but each technique of Sic Bo is taught at least three times, for fear that there is something that is not taught.

Hu Ling can't wait to let Xu Yu show her how Sic Bo is and how she won the second senior brother.

After hearing the promise, he became interested in Hu Ling, a master who could not explain his surname to the outside world.

can teach Fang Jing Xiao Yuan Hu Ling, and put gambling in the first place, what kind of person will he be?

"What kind of person is your master?"

After asking the question, Xu Yu's head twisted, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yuan's face, the street outside the window was brightly lit, and a faint orange light was reflected on his face, so that he looked kinder than usual.

Hu Ling shook his head and said, "You can't say it, don't think about it." I won't say a word about Master. ”

Master said that Sic Bo is a qiē capital, even if there is only one copper coin on the body, it is only enough to buy a vegetarian bun.

Take this copper coin into any gambling house, and you can keep doubling your winnings back.

Therefore, the three of them, brothers and sisters, rarely bring money when they go out. When they are short of money, they go to the gambling house to win some money, and then go to buy food and housing.

Sic Bo is their ability to live.

The second senior brother actually lost to others in the ability to survive.

She was ashamed of him.

Xu Yu finally understood what Hu Ling meant, and also understood the strange rules of their master, so he said: "My Sic Bo skills were learned from Brother Jingping since I was a child, so Xiao Shilang's loss is not a loss." After all, Brother Jingping is his senior brother. ”

Hu Ling shook his head and said seriously: "In this way, my master has to beat the second senior brother even more, and the person who the master personally taught lost to the person who the senior brother inadvertently taught, which is simply a shame for his old face." ”

……

While promising Hu Ling to speak in the hotel wing, Lu Jiuniang watched the lion dance and danced in the box of Wanxiang Building.

It's really a bit boring to watch alone.

When there were fewer people downstairs, she was ready to leave.

Because she was going to enter the brothel, she specially sent the maidservants around her away, and now that Hu Ling is not there, the excitement has passed. She was a little stunned by herself.

Will you just walk out in the open?

But Hu Ling said, the people around her are either rich or expensive, she grew up in Bianjing, and she knows a lot of people, if she meets someone she knows, how can she explain this men's clothes, and she came out of a brothel?

As he was hesitating, he heard someone talking in the hallway, so he approached the door and put his ear to listen.

"Miss Xin'er, we have an invite. ”

"Thank you. The delicate voice penetrated through the door panel and into Lu Jiuniang's ears. She shuddered, and her voice was a little sassy.

Then, a soft and calm male voice appeared outside the door: "Girl, be careful." There is water on the ground. ”

"Thank you Lang Jun for reminding ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the noise outside drowned out the voice of the Xin'er girl.

Soon, a loud voice came from the box next to him: "Yo, Miss Xin'er is here, your song just now is really amazing, and everyone in the room can listen to it." ”

Lu Jiuniang is quite familiar with the owner of this voice. This is not Wang Jia Jiulang, Wang Banniang's half-brother and half-mother.

She knew that Wang Jiulang had a good impression of the county lord of Jiaren, and she had made great efforts to prepare gifts for the county lord of Jiaren, and now she was also very interested in this Xin'er girl.

She had always had a heart for gossip, and the hesitation that had arisen from being alone in a brothel disappeared in an instant.

Hurried to the side close to the box, and put his ear to the wall to listen to the corner.

"Why didn't Xiao Shilangjun come today?"

Miss Xin'er's voice came.

Lu Jiuniang barely heard a Xiao Si, there are many people called Xiao Si in the capital, and the most famous is Xiao Changlin, a representative of the gentlemen, there is nothing he is not good at eating, drinking, and joking.

Lu Jiuniang immediately matched Xiao Si in Miss Xin'er's mouth.

Wang Jiulang laughed twice and said, "Xiao Shilang said that he came today, but I don't know what happened and he hasn't come yet." ”

As soon as his words fell, someone added next to him that Xiao Sizhi might not have met a little lady at the Lantern Festival, and this would be in the middle of a show.

"Mostly. ”

"I knew that he wouldn't treat himself badly, so Miss Xin'er would play a few tunes for him. Wang Jiulang is a little fat, and at the moment he is sitting alone in the position of two people, looking like he is wealthy.

Miss Xin'er glanced at him, lowered her eyes and began to stroke the qin, her drooping eyes full of disdain.

Xiao Langjun is not as incompetent as they think, these people don't know him at all.

The next room was quiet for a while, and Lu Jiuniang took the opportunity to pour herself a cup of water, and then continued to listen to the corner with a tea cup.

Someone over there said: "I heard that the county lord of Jiaren was sick after the dinner yesterday? Otherwise, Wang Jiulang can invite the county lord of Jiaren to come here to watch the lion dance, which will be more lively." ”

Wang Jiulang's father, Wang Xinruo, was the privy envoy of the court, so there were many people who flattered him, and he was accustomed to such flattery, and he was not disgusted, but enjoyed this feeling very much.

"Naturally, I originally made an appointment with the county lord of Jiaren, but who knew that she was not feeling well. Wang Jiulang was happy to be put together with the county lord of Jiaren and said.

"My people told me that the county lord of Jiaren was uncomfortable all night yesterday, and today's face is as white as a piece of paper, which makes my heart ache. ”

As soon as Wang Jiulang said this, several voices immediately appeared to affect the condition of the county lord of Jiaren.

Lu Jiuniang originally thought that there would be something interesting, but her neck stiffened and she didn't hear a useful word, and the group of people next door only talked about the boring guy of the county lord of Jiaren. (To be continued.) )