I saw Zhu Tong's serious expression, put the two dice on the table, and then covered the two dice with a dice cup, his eyes were fierce, and his teeth were clenched.

The wrist of his right hand gently shook the two dice inside.

Knock knock knock----

There was a series of dice hitting the cup, and it was very crisp.

"It's okay, second master." Zhu Tong's expression at this time still did not relax, this battle cannot be lost.

Tang Fei became even more crisp at this time, and even the pretending link just now was directly omitted.

"A little."

Zhu Tong's fat body was shocked, his eyes were shining, his feet trembled, and his breath was short.

"Are you sure it's a little bit?" Zhu Tong struggled to sort out his emotions, and he couldn't think of the second master, so he actually said 'a little', such an unobtrusive point.

Obviously, there are two dice, and from a scientific point of view, it can't be 'a little'.

"Are you annoying, if it weren't for a little, I would have drunk two jars of flower carvings in a row." When Tang Fei saw Zhu Tong like this, he knew that this guy did not have the psychological quality to be a gambler.

It's not calm.

"Good. Ha ha. It's an impossible point. Zhu Tong excitedly flipped the dice cup.

Stunned.

"How do you count this ---- this?" Zhu Tong's voice trembled a little.

I saw that the two dice overlapped each other, and the top side was the 'one'.

"Nonsense, of course it's a calculation, otherwise what do you think it will do?" Tang Fei put a flower carving in front of Zhu Tong again.

"There are two jars in total, if you finish drinking, I will reimburse you, and if you can't finish drinking, you will deduct it from your salary." Tang Fei looked at Zhu Tong, who had fallen into dementia, and there was a little more cunning smile on his face.

"Is that possible? The second master, this time I'm going to use three dice. Zhu Tong couldn't accept such a failure.

Tang Fei pointed to the two flower carvings: "Drink it first." ”

"I -----" Zhu Tong looked at the two unopened flower carvings, looked at his stomach again, and said with a bitter face, "The second master, can you drink it several times?" ”

"Hehe, do you have any more opinions? I'm inviting you to drink in disguise, and no one else has this benefit. Don flew out on top of his chair and swayed rhythmically with his feet on the table.

"The second master, I'll try again, just once." Zhu Tong's gambler psychology is here.

"Okay." Tang Fei saw that Zhu Tong was so sincere, and he really didn't want to attack him.

However, next, Zhu Tong lost more than a dozen in a row, and Zhu Tong, who had always refused to admit defeat, had already put ten dice into the dice cup and shook them, but he still couldn't escape Tang Fei's eyes.

Zhu Tong poured a jar of flower carvings into his stomach and spread it on the chair, reluctant to move.

"Kiriko, are you drunk?" Tang Fei lazily looked at Zhu Tong, who was drunk like a puddle of mud, and asked.

"Not yet." Zhu Tong waved his hand impatiently.

Tang Fei smiled slyly: "Tongzi, let me ask you a question, test if you are drunk." ”

Zhu Tong didn't answer, and his breathing was a little unsmooth.

Tang Fei stared at Zhu Tong: "Tongzi, who is your father?" ”

Tang Fei prepared so much tonight, and finally came to the point, the reason why he wanted Zhu Tong to drink so much wine in disguise was to find out the relationship between Zhu Tong and Zhu Xiang. Although Zhu Xiang personally looked for himself, he had to take care of Zhu Tong himself. However, Zhu Xiang's identity itself was too mysterious, so Tang Fei had to guard against it.

"My dad is Zhu Yunwen." Zhu Tong burped.

Burst-----

Tang Fei squirted out the wine in his mouth.

"Zhu Yunwen?" For Tang Fei, this answer was like five thunderbolts. Zhu Yunwen is the emperor of the dynasty, and he was listed by Tang Fei as the first bull who is most likely to be a traverser.

"Yes, Lao Tzu is the eighth prince. Hehe, woo woo woo ----" Zhu Tong actually cried after muttering a few words.

Tang Fei asked in a low voice, "Hey, why are you crying?" ”

After knowing that Zhu Tong's father is Zhu Yunwen, what is the eighth prince's, it is not earth-shattering news.

Zhu Tong didn't make a sound, but he was already asleep.

This thing is a big deal, Zhu Yunwen's eighth son was fooled back by himself to be the shopkeeper of the finance department? The emperor's son worked for himself.

Thinking of Zhu Xiang's background, Tang Fei's heart was cold, Zhu Xiang estimated that he had already told Zhu Yunwen about it, and Zhu Yunwen probably agreed.

According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Tong is not a prince of the royal family at such an age, so he should go to the fief to become a vassal. Zhu Yunwen only weakened the power of the vassal king and concentrated military power in the center, but did not cancel the fiefdom of the vassal king.

You can't stay in Kyoto all of them, can you? That's going to make a big mess.

Just like the current situation, many vassal kings are actually estimated to have dozens of private soldiers, and they have to sign in to a certain agency regularly. It is estimated that Yuelai Inn has something to do with this institution.

Tang Fei also felt that the Ming system itself was problematic, like Zhu Tong, who was about to leave Kyoto at a young age, living alone, and his parents couldn't see him casually, that is, the New Year's holiday, or Zhu Yunwen's birthday or something, so he rushed into Kyoto non-stop, kowtowed, said a few words, had a meal, and left again.

"You're too bad." Just as Tang Fei was pondering, a cry of dissatisfaction came.

Boom-----

Before Tang Fei could come to his senses, he had already moved from the chair to the ground. I almost got an upside-down green onion.

Tang Fei hurriedly ran up, grabbed the ** in his hand, and turned around with a wary face.

Forehead-----

A beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam, her pretty face was sprinkled with a trace of anger, a pair of bright eyes, a little disdainful looking at Tang Fei, her eyebrows jumped up slightly, it could be seen that she was a little indignant.

Tang Fei saw someone coming, but it was a ** who was not yet an adult, Miss Golden Swallow.

Wearing the cheongsam prepared for her by Su San, I have to say that the golden swallow has a bit of a look. However, it's just a little bit of a gesture.

Cheongsam, you have to have a tall figure, and you can look good when you wear it. It's just that the golden swallow in the year of breaking melons has a convex and backward curl, but there is still a gap between her figure and Su Sanjie.

However, the convex and backward figure still brings a bit of special flavor to the golden swallow. Especially the paleness of the face with a little nutrition, which reminded Tang Fei of Lin Daiyu's sister.

However, this sister Lin Daiyu is not pretentious and melancholy at all, but her hands are on her waist, her face is puffed out, and she is murderous.

"Ahem, why are you here?" Tang Fei's words were not said to eliminate embarrassment. It's a very connotative sentence.

In order to find out Zhu Tong's life experience, Tang Fei drove everyone away and drove the painting boat to the center of Yangliu Lake alone, and then drank and chatted with Zhu Tong. Because he didn't know how amazing Zhu Tong's life experience would be, in fact, he really guessed a lot.

The question is, why did the Golden Swallow come.

Jin Yanzi found a chair and sat down without restraint: "I flew over from the shore, isn't this a very simple matter?" "The golden swallow did fly from the water, she has light skills, although she doesn't know martial arts, but when it comes to light skills, it's a must.

If you want to say that the whole flight is full, it is not good, however, the design of Yangliu Lake, in the lake, there are some scenes, such as the sculpture of the mermaid, as well as the totem of the sky ** and so on.

The golden swallow girl flew to the painting boat through these support points, and just like this, it was enough to shock Tang Fei.

Tang Fei looked around, and since it was night, beyond the bright lights, it was a white expanse. Tang Fei naturally didn't believe it.

(Chapter 2 is a little late, and I'm looking for changes lately, hoping to write more good plots.) ）