It was so rare that even the jailers guarding the door of the cell were bored. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info looked back at Wei Shui a few times, and couldn't help but ask, "Second Master, don't you see any guests today?" ”

Wei Shui lay on the bed, shook his head and said, "It's gone, it's gone." Why, you have to rest for a day or two, right? Wine and wealth, people like it. But you can't do without moderation, otherwise you'll lose the fun! ”

Fun? When the jailer heard this, he smiled and said, "Second master, you are really interesting. The little one has heard the storyteller say that wine is a poison that breaks the intestines, color is a steel knife that cuts bones, wealth is the king of Hades, and anger is the root of trouble. Why did it become fun for you? ”

"Whatever!" Wei Shui turned over and sat up, waved his hand and frowned, "I don't look like you've read a book, where did you learn this broken poem?" Let me tell you, in life, no one can avoid the four words of wine-colored wealth. It's just that everything must be done to a certain degree. It's like eating, it's greasy if it's too sweet, it's too sour, it's not well controlled, you can't say that the taste itself is not good, don't you say? ”

The jailer couldn't help but nod his head, thinking it made sense. But what people read can also be wrong? He hesitated and asked, "The second master, the poem ......?"

"I told you, it's a broken poem!" Wei Shui did not hide his contempt for the poem just now, and then preached to the jailer, "That scholar, there are good and bad!" You see, our Ming Dynasty founding sincerity Mr. Bo Qingtian, that is a model of a scholar! Look at the traitorous minister Qin Hui in the Song Dynasty, that is the scum among the scholars! Got it? Good people do good poetry, bad people make bad poetry, and people who don't understand anything make this kind of broken poetry. ”

The jailer listened with admiration on his face, and hurriedly pouted Wei Shui and told him what a good poem was.

"This ......" Wei Shui pondered for a moment, then suddenly patted his thigh and said, "There you have it, listen to it!" Since ancient times, no wine is not a courtesy, no colorless road is sparsely populated, no wealth where to eat and wear, no gas for goodness and being bullied. Wine and wealth, it should be explained like this, understand? ”

These four lines of poetry are not difficult to understand, and should be well understood at the level that the jailer can recite the previous one. Of course, whether he understood it or not, Wei Shui didn't care. He's bored right now, and he needs someone to help him out!

"Hey, what do you do when you're usually fine?" Wei Shui asked.

"We?" The jailer was stunned for a moment and said, "We usually just play with dice. As you know, the Ming Dynasty prohibits gambling, although many gambling houses are now secretly open, and everyone knows it. But in this prison, you still have to pay more attention. After all, doesn't the prefect still come to see you often? If the prefect sees it, it's not good. ”

"What's so bad?" Wei Shui's eyes widened and said, "It's boring, it's okay to play with me." Come on, come on, take the dice, let's have fun with the two of us. ”

The jailer thought that he played a lot, and Wei Shui might have never been exposed to this, so he was contemptuous. But who knows, Wei Shui, a guy who hasn't learned well since he was a child, has long been a master of wine, wealth, and energy. The two of them played more than a dozen games, but it was just a simple comparison of size. But except for one time when the jailer was lucky and shook out a gorgeous three sixes, he never won again.

"This ......" the jailer retreated, he was different from Wei Shui.

Wei Shui's eating and drinking are borne by Chen Deng, and he doesn't need to pay a penny. Moreover, the pawnshop under the name of Gu 3,000 has been set up, and the business has gradually become stable and prosperous under Wei Shui's remote control.

And the anger has subsided, Ke Dinggong, who is emotionally impressed by Wei Shui's righteousness, is also willing to listen to his advice, cut down some small shops, and concentrate on operating a few relatively large shops, although the business is not as big as when his father was alive, but the family background is basically not affected, and it is slowly growing.

These two heads, every ten days or so, will send Wei Shui a sum of money. Although there are not necessarily many, Wei Shui can't spend anything in prison. Most of it was sent back to his home, and most of the rest was given to the prison officers, and he himself kept only a small part. It's just that this part is enough to cover a month's salary for the little jailer.

Of course, Wei Shui knew what the jailer was thinking, and he also knew that if he won too much, the little jailer would not like to play with him. So, he hurriedly proposed a new method, "Let's do this, you will shake the dice, and I will pick one of the color cups and compare the size with you." It's up to you to shake both, so you have an advantage. What do you think? Play two more, play two more! ”

"Okay." The jailer felt that this rule was already very biased in his favor, so after a little hesitation, he agreed. Who knows, Wei Shui followed suit, and he guessed nine out of ten.

"Uh...... Let's do this, ...... like this" Wei Shuigang wanted to propose a new method, but was stopped by the jailer immediately.

"Second master, just spare the little one!" The jailer said with a sad face, "There are old people in the small family, and there are young people in the family, so I really don't have any money left to bet with you!" You're a master, let go of the little ones! ”

Wei Shui sighed and threw all the money he had won to the jailer, along with a portion of himself. Waving his hand, he said, "It's boring, it's boring!" Go ahead, I don't need anyone here. ”

The jailer took the money and hurriedly stuffed it into his arms and hugged it tightly. thanked Wei Shui and hurriedly walked away.

Wei Shui looked at the back of the jailer leaving, and let out another long sigh. Could it be that in this era, there are thousands of people from time to time? Play every day, don't know what to do here? Really...... You deserve to lose!

To tell the truth, Wei Shui shakes the dice more powerfully, and that belongs to the familiar hands. Listening to the dice was not so powerful, he could at most hear whether it was big or small. It's just that the jailer is really unlucky, most of the time, the number of points shaken out is one big and one small, so he guessed it many times.

"It's boring!" Wei Shui lay down on the bed again.

It has been less than a year since he came to this era, and the life of being imprisoned in a prison has already made him feel very bored. Although I still feel that it is very comfortable for someone to eat and drink. But at the thought that he might not see the light of day for three, five, ten, or twenty years, Wei Shui's mood suddenly became irritable.

Or...... Sneaking out to have fun?

No, no, no, Wei Shui immediately shook his head and denied this ridiculous idea.

Just like Leng Shiguang said, all the powerful positions he has now, good food and drink, all come from Chen Deng. If Chen Deng felt that he was not honest enough, it was really unknown whether he would abandon him at all.

"Don't take the plunge!" Wei Shui thought so, but inadvertently said it.

Outside the cell, Chen Deng's voice came, "What is the risky thing?" ”