"Come on, come on, willing to gamble and lose, willing to gamble and lose." The girl boldly stretched out her hand to the boys opposite.

The bet in this game is a soft cowhide whip with a handle made of red sandalwood, and the top is inlaid with red agate and yellow wax stone. "For you, for you." The leading boy is fat and strong, and although he is not very happy, he is still quite happy. He still wanted to turn the tables again, hesitated for a moment, took out a dagger with a golden sheath from his arms, held it high and said, "One more game, one more game, if we win, the whip will return to me, and if we lose, this golden knife belongs to you, this knife, but the treasure knife of Xianyu Country has just been sent from the frontier." His voice was like a sturdy little fat man, and it was a little arrogant.

The charcoal fire in the room was fierce and vigorous, the boy was wearing a thick royal blue winter robe, which was densely embroidered with silver auspicious cloud patterns, the clothes were bulging, and there was a lot of cotton at a glance, and the boy's hot face was red, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. This is Fan Ming, the eldest grandson of the Fan family, he pointed at the girl with his index finger, picked his chin, and said with a full horizontal qi, "Come again!" Fan Ming is both a grandson and an eldest brother in this generation, his personality is arrogant and domineering, the younger brothers and sisters in the family are afraid of him, no one dares to brush his tiger whiskers, and even when they play together, they have to be careful, for fear of provoking the overlord. However, there are always exceptions to everything, and no matter how powerful the overlord is, he also has a natural nemesis. He is horizontal, and there are people who are more horizontal than him; He is overbearing, and there are people who are more domineering than him. That girl is the nemesis who specializes in treating Fan Ming, not only does not buy his account, but also prefers to go against him, and she has to compete for one or two in everything. The girl's surname is Ji. The surname Ji is the most expensive surname in the world, and the people surnamed Ji have the blood of the royal family and the kings of the kingdom. Her name is "Mingyun", thirteen this year, born in the Jin family, her father is Cheng Yi, the son of Jin, and her mother is the eldest daughter of the Fan family. Gongzi Chengyi's fief is in Quwo, that place is the old capital a hundred years ago, and it is not too far from the current royal city, so Mingyun comes back with his mother every year to live for a while, not for a long time, and he will live for a month at most each time. However, although she didn't live for a long time, every time Mingyun came back, she would do her best to squeeze Fan Ming hard, which made Fan Ming thunderous, and that Fan Ming was also weird, he knew that playing with her would always be angry, but as soon as she arrived in the house, she always had to push away other things, and rushed to quarrel and fight.

In the past few generations, the Qing clan has become more and more powerful, and the public family is not obvious, but the monarch is still the monarch after all. Although Mingyun is a whole head shorter than Fan Ming, the momentum she should have cannot be shortened, in the face of Fan Ming's provocation, she was not to be outdone and raised her chin to look back: "It's the same for how many games, and you will lose again." The tone was full of arrogance.

"That's because I see you as a guest, and I'll let you." Fan Ming is a personality who explodes when he ignites the fire, his eyes widen as he speaks, and he slams the golden knife on the table where the bet is placed, "Let's try it again!" ”

"I didn't let you let me, come and come, if I lose, I will pay you back what I win, and my Dawan foal will also be given to you." As he spoke, Mingyun crossed his arms and glared back with a pair of big eyes.

"You said it!" Fan Ming pointed at her and said.

"I said it! Something counts! Mingyun slapped the whip he had just won and the golden tiger head he had won before on the table.

In this game, there are only two people, Fan Ming and Mingyun, no one interferes, and the rules are simple, that is, whoever votes more will win.

Fan Ming was riveting this time, even the winter robe on his body was in the way of taking off, he was wearing a plain yellow middle coat, he squinted one eye, and posed seriously to aim at the mouth of the pot, he weighed the weight of the feather arrow, as if thinking about how much force to use. While he was nervously comparing, Mingyun picked up the arrow and threw it casually, and threw it easily. Every time Mingyun hits a shot, there are younger siblings on the side to coax, which makes Fan Ming feel very uncomfortable, so he didn't shoot a few times in a row.

Soon, a pillar of incense came down in time, and the winner or loser was decided.

"I'll just say it." Mingyun smiled brightly, accepted all the three bets on the table unceremoniously, took the Xianyu golden knife himself, pinned it to his waist, happily patted the shoulders of the two little cousins, and gave the remaining two to them.

Fan Ming on the other side was so dark that he could drip ink.

Mingyun smiled ghostly, and untied a string of golden bells from her waist, the sound of the bells was crisp and refreshing, she pinched the thread on her head and shook it, "After losing so much, this golden bell is good for you as compensation?" ”

"Who wants your broken bell!" Fan Ming dragged down the bell in Mingyun's hand and threw it heavily to the ground, making a crisp sound.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Mingyun lowered his head and looked at the bell that fell to the ground, didn't speak for a long time, and when he looked up again, his eyes were red.

Fan Ming was taken aback, he didn't expect this cousin, who was even more domineering than him, to cry! Then I thought about it, he actually made such a domineering cousin cry! Fan Ming was suddenly a little at a loss, his half-clenched fisted fingers rubbed in his palm, he was stunned for a while, and then coughed and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, but as soon as he was about to speak, Cousin Yun stepped heavily on his instep, and yelled at Fan Ming with great grievances, "What are you fierce!" I'm never going to play with you again. So saying, the man began to put on his boots and wanted to go back.

"Ahh How dare you step on me! The fat man Fan Ming howled in pain, and when he saw that she was going back, he hurriedly raised his voice and called "sigh", and grabbed Mingyun, who was putting a deerskin boot on his feet, "Don't go, you don't want to go, you want to leave if you step on me?" No, we'll have to try again. ”

Mingyun shook off his hand and snorted heavily, "Who competes with you, if you lose, you will be angry, you will be stingy, your skills are not refined, and you can't afford to lose." She continued to put her boots on, but the deerskin was astringent, and her socks were thick, and it was still a little laborious to put them on.

"I can't afford to lose? Amusing! If you throw a pot to win me, if it's better than real archery, go to the shooting range, and see how I win you. Fan Ming became a little angry as he spoke, and he really wanted to win back the Xianyu Golden Knife, so he blocked the door and snatched Mingyun's deerskin boots that he hadn't put on his feet, "Do you dare to play another game with me?" ”

"Ask me if I dare? So what are you doing robbing my shoes! Mingyun tried to snatch back his boot on his left foot from Fan Ming's hand.

The little fat man held on to the shoes and stubbornly insisted, "Then let's go to the shooting range, let's try another round." ”

"Let it go!" Mingyun dragged back vigorously.

"I'll give it to you at the shooting range!" After all, Fan Ming is old, his figure is very strong, and his body is full of energy, and Mingyun can't snatch him at all.

After Mingyun tried a few times to no avail, she blinked her eyes and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go, I won't go." ”

When Fan Ming heard this, he let go of his hand with satisfaction, and said urgently: "Then let's go now." ”

Mingyun put on his boots slowly.

"Hurry up! Why is it so slow! Fan Ming urged.

Mingyun was still slow, glanced down at the corner of his mouth, and snorted softly.

Finally waiting for her to get dressed, Shi Ming began to pull her arm, and said excitedly: "Sister Yun, let's go!" Mingyun rolled his eyes at him, and unceremoniously opened his hand: "It's windy, snowy, and dark outside, and it's a fool who wants to go out to play at this time, so I won't be stupid with you, if you want to go, you can go by yourself." As he spoke, he took the fox fur handed by the maidservant, tied the wind belt himself, and tied it beautifully.

"You!" Fan Ming was angry for a while and had nothing to say, he has always been used to being the king and hegemon in the mansion, how can anyone in the younger brothers and sisters in the clan dare to talk to him like this, only this cousin Yun. For as long as he can remember, since his eldest aunt took her back to live in the mansion for the first time, his status as the hegemon in the mansion has been shaken. Originally, he was the center, and as soon as this Mingyun came, the younger brothers and sisters in the clan unconsciously revolved around her, but what he didn't understand was that this person was obviously very angry.

"Didn't we all say it? You don't believe what you say! Fan Ming said indignantly.

"I'm not a gentleman." Mingyun smiled and took her attendants out, but when she stepped out of the threshold, she turned her head to stare at him, and what was even more excessive was that she even raised the Xianyu golden knife and shook it, showing off her power like a trophy. He could clearly see a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

This made Fan Ming jump straight to his feet angrily in the back, but he was willing to gamble and lose, and he could only jump twice in aggrievedness, and the string of golden bells that fell to the ground was also kicked by him and didn't know where to go.

In winter, the night always comes too fast, and half an hour before yesterday there was still a little light, but now it is completely dark. Outside the house, it was snowy and cold.

Mingyun was wrapped in a thick snow-white fox fur, and walked back briskly in deerskin boots with soft fur. She was in a very good mood at this time, and as she walked, she repeatedly looked at the golden knife she had won, and her smile kept on her face. In fact, although she has a big temper, she can come and go quickly, she is really a hearty person, and the little friction that happened in Dongruitang just now was left behind by her in a blink of an eye.

"This knife is so beautiful, I've never seen a pattern on it before." Mingyun pulled out the knife, only to see that the blade was sharp and shiny, and through the moonlight and the brilliant lights in the mansion, the figure could be seen. Mingyun raised the golden knife, looked at the moon fascinated for a while, shook his head and sighed: "It's really a good knife, I can't bear to return it." ”

The servant Ah Wei stepped forward and said: "This is what you won back, master, I am willing to lose the bet, isn't this knife already yours?" "Ah Wei has been serving Mingyun closely since she was a child, because she has a cheerful personality and loves to laugh, she has always been loved by Mingyun, and she always takes her with her.

Mingyun pursed the corners of his lips: "This is obviously a treasure knife, he himself is not rare enough, you see, he will definitely change his methods in the past two days to beg for it." Speaking of this, she laughed again, looked at Ah Wei and said, "It's useless for him to come, I won't give it to anyone, I have taken a fancy to this knife, and it is mine." ”

Ah Wei also laughed and said, "At that time, if Jun Ziming comes, the slave will definitely help you hold the courtyard gate." ”

Mingyun laughed: "You can't beat one of the three." If he wants to come, let him come, how many times has he won against me over the years? Maybe I'll be able to get more of his treasures. After that, Mingyun tilted her head and snorted with a smile, squinting her eyes towards the golden knife, and then her eyes changed, and the posture of holding the knife in her hand also changed, her body opened her posture, accompanied by snowflakes, and danced neatly for a while, and at the end of the day, she threw the knife upwards, turned her wrist into a flower, and then held it steadily, and after stopping, she raised her chin towards Ah Wei, and said, "How about this knife?" ”

"It's very good, master, you are heroic, very good-looking, very beautiful, very beautiful, this knife should be yours!" Ah Wei's eyes were bright and she didn't hesitate to praise her.

"Well, that's a good point." Mingyun nodded and listened, and was very useful to Ah Wei's flattery, "I will reward you with meat soup tonight." ”

Ah Wei was very happy to hear this, immediately bowed down and buckled her head, thanked her loudly, raised her head and looked at Mingyun with a smile, showing two rows of white and clean teeth, and said with a shy smile: "Master, are two bowls okay?" ”

Mingyun smiled when he heard this, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked. "Okay, eat as you please, eat as much as you want." Mingyun is a frank and pure character, and he is in a very good mood at the moment, with a bright smile, just like the white moon hanging in the night sky at this moment, clear, bright, and cloudless.

The snow is still falling, fluttering and falling.

The wind grew stronger, blowing on the cheeks.

"It's a little cold, let's go back."