In order for Han Qian to ensure that Yang Yuanpu can understand thoroughly, he must explain the structure very clearly.

Seeing that Guo Rong and Song Xin both showed surprised looks, Han Qian didn't have much pride in his heart.

He knew that he was not in the eyes of Anning Palace at this time, but after a long time, the more he won Yang Yuanpu's trust, the more he would inevitably be suspicious of Anning Palace.

Emperor Tianyou is still there, and the power is enough to deter Anning Palace from using too violent means against the third prince Yang Yuanpu, but it does not mean that Anning Palace will have any scruples if it wants to deal with small fish and shrimp like him around Yang Yuanpu.

Han Qian's hand retracted into the sleeve of his robe, and the letter "Epidemic Water Shu" was still lying there quietly.

A small plate of green salt is placed in front of everyone's banquet table to make it salty. Chen De stretched out his hand and picked up a small pinch of green salt as white as snow from the small dish in front of him, and said with emotion: "A pinch of salt, there are so many Taos?" I also said that Your Majesty invited Shen Yang over, what can you teach Your Highness? ”

"That's the same thing," Yang Yuanpu also knew that Han Qian couldn't be too prominent in front of Guo Rong and Song Xin, so he changed the topic with a smile, "However, Feng Yi has learned a gambling skill, and he bragged that he could win or not, I had already lost a thousand yuan to him, and I had nothing to do after the banquet, Chen De, you help me win this money from Feng Yi!" ”

Chen De is addicted to gambling, even if he is entrusted by the concubine to protect Yang Yuanpu's safety, he often sneaks out to gamble at night.

Hearing Yang Yuanpu say this, Chen Decai didn't believe that Feng Yi really had the ability to win without losing, and sneered: "Listening to Feng Yi's nonsense, he is a bully to His Highness." ”

Feng Yi was also itching, seeing that Chen De was not convinced, he beckoned the waiter to remove the leftovers on the banquet directly, took out two black and white throwers, and told Chen De the rules.

"Unless your eyes can glimpse the pitch in the palm of my hand, don't brag about what you want to win or lose." Chen De shook his head and said.

He is addicted to gambling, but there are no too generous gambling conditions in the army, and it is often a simple gamble to win or lose.

"It is said that your Feng family is a money bag in Jinling City, if you bet three taels of money to win or lose each hand, when will you have to play, so that you Feng Jialang can feel distressed?" Chen De had long heard that Feng Yi's gambling skills were bad, and he thought that there would not be too many opportunities to openly gamble in the Hou Mansion in the future, and he couldn't spare Feng Yi this time.

No matter how big Chen De's gambling addiction is, even if Guo Rong and Song Xin don't stop it, he doesn't dare to let the concubine know that he instigated the three princes to indulge in gambling in the Hou Mansion, thinking that this time to avenge the three princes is another matter.

"Then you are using gold as a bargaining chip!" Yang Yuanpu seemed to see that the funeral was not afraid of the funeral, and said instigatingly.

At that time, copper money was mainly used, but a small amount of gold and silver money was also used in the palace as a reward for the ministers, and it was rarely seen on the street.

This time the palace rewarded, Han Qian received twenty-four gold coins in addition to silk and other things; Chen De, as the commander of the guard battalion, and the only "relatives" of the concubines and the three princes who served in the court, received more than ten times the rewards of Han Qian and Feng Yi.

This kind of gold money, two baht per alloy, is worth a thousand dollars.

Feng Yi didn't have much copper money with him—when a copper fell to the ground, he didn't bend down to pick it up—there were a lot of gold coins and gold cakes around him that were used to squander in the evening Red Mansion and other venues, and he couldn't wait to increase his chips.

To be honest, this kind of gameplay is quite boring and boring, but each bet on the win or loss of two or three thousand dollars, and it is also a big deal in the palace ban, which suddenly arouses everyone's interest; Song Xin also looked sideways.

Chen De's gambling luck was really good, the first twenty gambles actually won fourteen, and he won ten gold coins from Feng Yi at once.

Chen De was also quite proud, threw a gold coin to Yang Yuanpu, and said with a smile: "Chen De helped His Highness win back the book first, and then helped His Highness take off Feng Yi's robe!" ”

Han Qian noticed that Yang Yuanpu quietly pinched the gold coin in his arms, and thought: Could it be that Yang Yuanpu just wants Chen De to lose a big game?

For game theory to work, a sufficiently large base is required.

When he was a hundred, Chen De didn't lose much, drank some wine, and couldn't help but verbally ridicule Feng Yi for not winning or losing while guessing.

This kind of gambling is boring on the one hand, but it also goes on extremely quickly.

At the beginning, Chen De also paid attention to the words and colors to adjust the black and white side of the pitcher, but soon lost impetuously, rolled up his sleeves, called Han Qian and Kong Xirong to help the two of them calculate the chips, and asked Feng Yi to buckle the pitcher under the white porcelain bowl first and not touch it with his hands again, so as to prevent him from secretly turning over.

In addition to carrying nearly 100 gold coins, Chen De also lost all the 300 gold coins lent to him by the third prince Yang Yuanpu, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Alright, Chen De, let's stop for today." Yang Yuanpu opened his mouth to stop this game in which Chen De saw no hope at all.

"It's still early," Chen Deyu was anxious, where was he willing to let Feng Yi go like this, stretched out his hand towards Feng Yi and said, "Feng Yi, if you lend me twenty cakes of gold, I don't believe in you!" ”

"How can you lend money to people in a casino, you go somewhere else to raise money." Where is Feng Yi willing to lend money to Chen De and block Chen De's hand.

"Your Royal Highness, do you still have ...... in your hand" Chen Dechao's third prince Yang Yuanpu looked at this time, only then did he realize that the silence in front of the hall was terrifying, and he looked around, except for Feng Yi who was excited about winning money, Yang Yuanpu's seemingly young face was gloomy as water, Li Chong frowned angrily, Han Qian sat there quietly, and Guo Rong, Song Xin and others had a shallow smile on their faces and ambiguous attitudes......

"The hour is not early, and it is time for His Highness to rest." Chen De was frightened into a cold sweat and stammered.

Han Qian sighed slightly in his heart, thinking that on the day Yang Yuanpu just left the palace and went to the palace, Feng Yi told him that Kong Zhou and other generals in the army did not have a high evaluation of Chen Deqi, and now it seems that Chen De is even one of the few relatives in the court who is the concubine, but he has only served as a battalion commander in the army over the years, and it is really not all because of the suppression of Anning Palace.

Han Qian secretly felt that the three princes really didn't have any cards in their hands, and the only Chen De who could give him a heavy responsibility without disguise was unusable, so what kind of force would really be formed in the Linjiang Marquis Mansion in the future, and it must all be in the hands of the Xinchang Marquis Mansion and the Late Red Mansion?

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Han Qian, Feng Yi, and Kong Xirong said goodbye and left the Hou Mansion first.

"Han Qian, let's go to the Evening Red Mansion?" Feng Yi swept away the bad luck in the casino these days tonight, and was very interested in pulling Han Qian to go to the evening Red Mansion to squander.

"It's not early today, let's go another day," Han Qian said, "Otherwise, I'm afraid that my father will be driven to the villa and locked up again." ”

Feng Yi thought of Han Qian being sent out of the city by Han Daoxun to cultivate his self-cultivation, thinking that it would be better to go back to his house separately, he threw a money bag in his hand to Han Qian and said, "No, this is yours." ”

Han Qian took the money bag and pinched it, there were no less than two hundred gold coins in it, and secretly felt that Feng Yi was keeping his promise, with this flying fortune, there were fifty or sixty more people in the house, and it could support three or five months, so Zhao Kuo was asked to put it away, so he stepped on the purple-maned horse and galloped towards Nancheng.

When Han Qian returned home, he saw his father Han Daoxun standing in the atrium, and walked over to tell his father Han Daoxun about the gambling gathering tonight, and told his father Han Daoxun that he knew:

"Today, His Royal Highness left me to wait for gambling in the Hou Mansion for fun, not only won over Feng Yi, but also warned Chen De, and it can be regarded as a reward for the child, maybe it is really not to be bullied."

"Living in the palace is forbidden, and the mind really can't be treated by ordinary people,"

Han Daoxun nodded, he also thought that living in the shadow of the Anning Palace for a long time, the tenacious part of the third prince's personality had not been destroyed, and it was normal for people with stronger minds than ordinary people, and asked curiously,

"How do you know about this kind of gambling?"

"I used to go to the cabinet in Xuanzhou to play, and I saw a gambler who used this method to leave with a small win for dozens of days, and this person's demeanor was very determined, not like the child who was obsessed with this way in the past, and the child secretly paid attention. After a closer look, this person has no other tricks, just seven blacks at random out of twenty, and he can win steadily, so he secretly wrote down this method. My father is good at planning, and I want to find a chance to ask him for advice. Han Qian made up an excuse and threw the question to his father, wondering if the profundity of game theory could divert his father's attention one more point.

"......" Han Daoxun stood in the courtyard and thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "There are no wonders in the world, and even a father can't see through the mysteries. By the way, my Hunger Exorcism Folk Folds have been written and handed to Wenying Palace......"

"......" Han Qian was about to groan in pain in his heart, thinking that he couldn't delay for a few days to let everyone breathe a sigh of relief?

Han Qian complained bitterly in his heart, and he could only say with confidence on his face: "Before the wind is discussed, I will send the "Epidemic Water Sparse" to the Xinchang Marquis Mansion, which may not be able to pay enough attention......"

"Yes." Han Daoxun nodded, but then said worriedly, "It's already midwinter, and if you delay it for a while, it will be a big cold, and I don't know how many more frozen bones will be on the Dao side this year!" ”

There was no snow, but the cold wind was howling.

Han Qian looked up at the dark lead-colored sky and shuddered.

Han Qian returned to his room and saw Zhao Ting'er sitting down in front of the lamp reading and was engrossed, so he didn't pay attention to him returning to the house.

Judging by the standards of a servant, she is really not qualified at all.

"Ahh Zhao Ting'er took a while to notice that there were people around her, and when she looked up and saw Han Qian, she stood up in a panic, opened her mouth and asked, "What did the young master come back from?" ”

"I've been standing here for an hour." Han Qian said.

"Really?" Zhao Ting'er asked innocently, although she was still a little thin, her eyes were beautiful and big.

"Are you so easy to deceive, or am I so deceitful?" Han Qian laughed.

Zhao Ting'er knew that she instigated her brother Zhao Wuji to come over to join him, and she had the boldness and assertiveness that a country girl could hardly see, and at this time, she even knew that the man ate her innocent set at this time, maybe this is talent, right?

If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Laoqi's family still had roots to check in Taowuji, if it weren't for Zhao Ting'er being only fifteen years old, Han Qian would have suspected that she, like Zhao Kuo, came to his Han family with some other purpose.

"......" asked Han Qian to break it, and Zhao Ting'er was so embarrassed that her pretty face turned red.

Han Qian saw that there was a post of Zhao Ting'er learning calligraphy on the bookcase, and the handwriting was still very jerky, but he could see that Zhao Ting'er was trying very hard to write it well, looked at the few books on the spread, and asked, "What books have you read?" ”

"I didn't dare to let Qingyun and Aunt Zhou find no one during the day, and waited for the young master to come back to serve at night before I was idle, but I didn't expect the young master to come back so late," Zhao Ting'er said, "......"

Seeing that Zhao Ting'er's beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, Han Qian thought of another thing, thinking that it would be better for Zhao Ting'er to learn the knowledge of the dream world from the roots?

Zhai Xinping, a person in the dream, was engaged in stock investment before his death, proficient in gambling, and liked to read history, although his mastery of other disciplines was far from being proficient, even if it was the most basic thing, it was impossible to sort out a system in a short time, but it was enough to really teach Zhao Ting'er.

"You don't have to take any female talent exams, what's the use of reading these books?" Han Qian left aside the two books of Mengxue literacy, and threw the other Confucian scriptures and meanings that Zhao Ting'er had moved to the bookcase back on the bookshelf, "In the future, I will personally teach you the scriptures and some miscellaneous studies......

"......" Zhao Ting'er pursed her pink little mouth.

"Why, you also think that I don't learn anything?" Han Qian frowned.

"That's what everybody in the villa says." Zhao Ting'er said without concealment.

Han Qian really frowned at this time, no wonder this girl dared to play with her eyes, I just don't know if Zhao Wuji also has such a stereotype in his heart, if that's the case, then Zhao Wuji's loyalty will not be able to stand the test.

Obviously, who would be loyal to someone they even look down upon?