Chapter 45: A Little Gamble

Facing the worship of the proudest Song Yuanshan, Mao Yulong hurriedly stepped forward to help, and at the same time slandered in his heart: "If the traverser doesn't pirate and plagiarize to convince you, then it's better to cross over and die head-on, I have already lost face to tens of millions of traversers, and I haven't made many, many famous stories for you through the ages, which has already saved you face." ”

I thought so in my heart, but my expression was extremely modest, and he helped Song Yuanshan up, showing infinite sincerity, and then took Song Yuanshan's hand, came to the front of Xuezheng and the teachings, first made a polite gesture of thanking the teacher, and then inadvertently mentioned the gambling contract just now.

Xuezheng is very happy today, and he is honored to have such a handsome man and a profound article under his disciples. This will be a good article that will be glorious through the ages, and the person who did this article is from his own students, and the disguised one will be famous for eternity, how not to make a few people excited.

At this time, Mao Yulong mentioned the game-like gambling contract, and he was even more comfortable, and he pointed at Song Yuanshan again and again: "The famous story of the ages was born, and some color should be added, how can the previous gambling contract be easily given up?" Fulfill the contract. ”

Song Yuanshan is not a real gentleman, he is still a standard literati in his heart, he is happy to see the hunt, there is this famous article through the ages, and because of this prosperous gambling contract, he can completely let himself be famous through the ages, how can he give up easily?

So he opened his hands and said loudly to the scholars in the garden: "It is precisely because it is a gentleman's gamble that there is this famous article that shocks the past and the present. I agreed to this gambling game. ”

As soon as he said this, those scholars who were drunk and obsessed also responded one after another, and they all wanted to join this grand event that has been passed down through the ages.

Mao Yulong stopped everyone's interest and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, the six-line 36 grid I just had, everyone should think about it, and don't regret joining." ”

These scholars and literati shouted loudly together, expressing their determination to join.

Xuezheng, who drank the elixir, smiled and said to Mao Yulong: "I am willing to gamble and lose, this is a gentleman's style, but it is just a small drama for a few pennies, there is such a masterpiece today, the old man is very relieved, and he is willing to participate in this game." ”

Hearing that Xuezheng was going to participate in a share, Mao Yulong's head buzzed, and he pressed Xuezheng's hand to take out the money, and said with an urgent face: "Xuezheng is originally bitter, how dare the kid win your money to make my soul suffer and feel guilty, this matter must not be." ”

Xuezheng was just a whim, but when he saw Mao Yulong's sincere obstruction, he laughed and put away his hand: "In this case, let's be a witness, and then don't donate the few dollars you get, you can eat and drink with everyone for nothing." ”

How much money? I can't win them.

Mao Yulong thought so in his heart, but his mouth was humble again and again, and he was full of a disciple's respect for the teacher, which further aggravated the favor of these academic and political professors.

Xuezheng walked back, and said to his colleagues with a smile: "The Qiantang County Commander told me the day before yesterday that he wanted to guarantee that this Mao Yulong would go directly to the house, and I didn't agree with it at the time, but when I saw it today, it was indeed a dragon and phoenix among people, and I will invite my colleagues here now to do this Mao Yulong's recommendation with me, and when Mao Yulong becomes the pillar of the world in the future, you and I will follow with some glory." ”

In fact, this is what he said, and Mao Yulong is sincerely afraid, in this era when the Gangchang Rites and Religions are very simple, his real clan is a small private school poor and talented, but respecting teachers and respecting the Tao must not make any mistakes in this era, Mao Yulong does not dare to really support it.

At this time, Song Yuanshan, who was surrounding the edge of the grid, suddenly sighed, and that kind of surprised sound could definitely attract everyone.

"How so? How could it be so much? Is this impossible, this is absolutely impossible. ”

Xuezheng was attracted by this surprise, and said to Mao Yulong, who was supporting him: "What's wrong with you?" Let's go over and see. ”

Mao Yulong smiled and said: "The sage has clouds, the six arts can't be refined, the student is just a small lesson to your classmates, don't gnaw on books, you should also be proficient in arithmetic, otherwise in the future, your classmates will become officials, but you don't know anything about money and food, how can you rule the country and level the world together?" ”

Glancing at the little fox-like Mao Yulong, Xuezheng smiled and said, "The six arts of the sage have long been forgotten by many students. Gnawing books and becoming a bookworm is also the sorrow of our current Shilin. We Donglin people, high up, often forget the most basic things and become a group of empty talk. Then he sighed softly.

Mao Yulong really didn't expect that his academic politics was also a party of Donglin, but he was an outlier in the party of Donglin, and he could see that the current Donglin party people were just talking about misleading the country, which was already very commendable. But I can also understand the pain of this academic and political teacher, in this powerful and radical party, he can only do nothing.

Helping Xuezheng to the crowd, seeing the few grids that Mao Yulong had already painted on the ground, Xuezheng was a little puzzled, and looked at the pale faces around him: "It's just a few small dollars, a gentleman promises a thousand gold, why bother?" ”

At this time, even Song Yuanshan, who has always had a lot of money, reported to Xuezheng with trembling lips: "Lord Xuezheng, although this gambling contract doesn't seem to be big, but just now we just voted ten squares according to the agreement, and it has already made all of us empty." ”

Xuezheng wondered: "It's only ten grids, why are you like this?" ”

So I thought about it, I was not proficient in arithmetic, so I didn't want to lose my ugliness, so I called the little novice in front of the courtyard: "You call the account room in the courtyard to come over and take the abacus to calculate." ”

Mao Yulong breathed a sigh of relief, after all, such a move could not offend Xuezheng and make his treacherous plan succeed.

After a while, a monk came running over with an abacus, first giving a salute to Xuezheng, and then respectfully obeying orders.

The senior smiled and pointed to this grid and said: "It's just a game for everyone, but the person in front of the head said that after ten grids, everyone will be shy, but I don't believe it, and ask the master to calculate, how much money does this simple 36 grids cost?" ”

The monk with the abacus took a closer look at the square, seven lines, staggered into 36 grids, and was suddenly taken aback, and then bowed his hand to you and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, are you a great fortune, or this little benefactor is benevolent, and please ask you to intercede with this little benefactor." ”

When he said this, all the people were inexplicable and looked at the monk together.