Looking at Scarface, who seemed to be lost in thought, Song Wen tried to ask, "Do you want him to lose?" ”

"You know what? Can't lose! The more smooth the person, the easier it is to expand, and the more inflated he is, the more he can slowly fall into the pit dug for him. Scarface sighed and asked, "How much?" ”

"The total net worth of the two of them is more than three hundred taels."

Scar's face ached for a while, and he said hatefully: "How much you eat Lao Tzu, you will have to vomit it out to Lao Tzu twice in the future." ”

Then he said to a small guy standing next to him, "Feed the medicine!" ”

The little guy nodded, and when he was about to go out, Scarface seemed a little uneasy and continued, "And touch the fox oil on the tail of the sixteenth......"

In the middle of the field, No. 16 played again, and No. 16 played against No. 19.

No. 16 was fierce like a hungry eagle coming down the mountain, but No. 19 was really cowering, as if the person opposite was its uncle, and he didn't dare to speak......

After a while, the sixteenth nagged the nineteenth with blood all over his head and withdrew from the field.

In the crowd, there was a sudden shouting and scolding.

Zhao Ye let out a long breath and stroked the long hair in front of his forehead, as if he was the God of Gamblers.

Song Wen glanced at Zhao Ye, who was coaxing, and really didn't know what to say for a while.

"I'm still pressing number sixteen."

Song Wen's ears sounded Zhao Ye's cow coaxing voice,

Song Wen stumbled and almost fell, but he didn't play like this.

"Knock, knock, knock." The sound of three huge gongs sounded, and the museum was closed.

"It's noon, why is it closed? Haven't I had enough? Zhao Ye said unsatisfactorily.

Song Wen let out a sigh of relief, No. 16 really can't win anymore, and even the dog can see that there is a ghost in it if he wins again......

When the two walked out of the casino, Song Wen inadvertently told Zhao Ye that he had won nearly one hundred taels of silver today, Zhao Ye smiled mysteriously, and seemed to be very satisfied with his results today.

After the two gamblers reluctantly said goodbye at the corner and agreed on a date to fight again another day, they each embarked on their own way home.

Song Wen watched Zhao Ye's figure slowly disappear into the corner of the street before hurriedly returning to a room in the Four Seas Cockfighting Arena, where Scarface was sitting on a chair waiting for him.

I saw Song Wen reluctantly put the silver tickets won in his hand on the table, and there were already a lot of silver tickets on the table, which were obviously sent back by the extras who won the money......

The scarface seemed to know Song Wen's thoughts, and after snorting, he said: "The son will not regret what he promised you, and the day that person takes the bait, it will be the time when you and Miss Sisi get married." ”

Song Wen gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely......

Zhao Ye and Zhao Fu walked in the direction of King Qing's Mansion without hurrying,

Suddenly, Zhao Ye sighed, eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, and one less smoking, this is to cultivate me in the direction of the five poisonous teenagers! What a painstaking effort!

"Uncle Fu? Who is Wu Gongzi? Am I familiar? Zhao Ye asked.

Zhao Fu thought for a while and said, "If I guess correctly, the young master's Wu Gongzi should be your brother-in-law, the younger brother of the princess, and the only son of Daizhou Taishou Wu." ”

"Oh, and there's a layer of kinship! No wonder you "take such care" of me? By the way, what is the reputation of my cheap brother-in-law? Can there be a title? Zhao Ye asked again.

Zhao Fu glanced at Zhao Ye, knowing that the word title seemed to be Zhao Ye's nightmare, but he was born not to lie, so he still said honestly: "Don't be jealous, Wu Gongzi is one of the best young talents in my three northwest states. ”

Hearing the words of the written scholar, Zhao Ye's face was already a little ugly.

Zhao Fu didn't seem to see it, and then said: "Moreover, Wu Gongzi has not only funded civilian students in Daizhou over the years, but also often built bridges and paved roads, helped the poor, and often took the lead in erecting porridge sheds to help the victims in disaster years, and the people of Daizhou said that Wu Gongzi had a bodhisattva heart......

The more Zhao Fu said, the darker Zhao Ye's face became,

His grandmother's, he didn't expect his cheap brother-in-law to turn himself into a saint?

You disguise yourself as a saint, but you want to train Lao Tzu into a five-poisoned teenager who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles?

But what made Zhao Ye most angry was that such a person who opened a casino, with different appearances and inconsistencies, was actually called a 'jade-faced scholar'?

I didn't do anything, and I actually ended up with the title of 'pervert', is it because of the white wolf embroidered on the flag of my own king?

That's not fair!

Zhao Ye was instantly dissatisfied,

Zhao Ye even felt that his great title of 'pervert' was inseparable from that cheap brother-in-law.

But there is one thing that Zhao Ye can't figure out?

What is his intention to blacken himself?

Are you jealous of my handsome face?

Privileged family background?

Is it tolerable or unbearable?

If your reputation is as bad as Lao Tzu, I can put up with you, play with you, and say 'bad friends' to each other.

But if you disguise yourself as a saint and turn Lao Tzu into a pervert, I can't bear it.

If I don't ruin your family and discredit, I'll take your last name.

"Second Young Master, are you alright?" Looking at Zhao Ye, who was deep in thought on the road and looked gloomy and compassionate, Zhao Fu asked carefully.

Zhao Ye glanced at Zhao Fu, yawned, patted his head and said to himself as he walked: "I'm a little sleepy, I just came through, the biological clock is still a little messy, the jet lag shouldn't be good yet, go back and sleep for a while, and then talk about it when you wake up." ”

Zhao Fu looked confused, glanced at the sky, and the red sun was at the head, so he was sleepy?

What the hell is jet lag?

What the hell is the biological clock?

But he didn't say anything, followed Zhao Ye back to the palace, and looked at Zhao Ye who was lying on the bed and fell asleep.

I don't understand where Zhao Ye got so sleepy?

There won't be any dark diseases, right?

Zhao Fu suddenly worried about Zhao Ye, and what the second son said today was chattering.

called Jiang Leshan to check Zhao Ye's pulse, Jiang Leshan said after taking the pulse: "It's normal, don't you see that the girls in the kiln sleep during the day and move at night?" It's a normal routine, don't worry. ”

After Jiang Leshan finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Ye, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and left with a lewd smile.

On the branches of the moon, in the evening, Zhao Ye woke up from his dream, Zhao Fu, who was lying on the side of Zhao Ye's bed and fell asleep, may have felt something, suddenly woke up, and touched the horizontal knife on his waist with one hand, seeing that it was Zhao Ye who woke up, and then put his mind at ease.

"Second Young Master, are you hungry? I'm going to get you something to eat. ”

After Zhao Fu said this, he got up and glanced at the moon outside, and suddenly felt that Jiang Leshan's words seemed to be very reasonable.

After Zhao Ye finished eating, he said to Zhao Fu: "Uncle Fu, you are also tired, go back and rest!" ”

Zhao Fu nodded, and when he was about to go out, he heard Zhao Ye ask, "By the way, Uncle Fu, do you know where the study is?" Why don't I have a book in this room? ”

Zhao Fu was just about to go out, and when he heard this, he stumbled and almost fell.

The second young master wants to study?

Still want to read at night?