Chapter 284: Gathering from All Directions, Panzhuang Makes a Gamble (Ask for Subscription)

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Jixian County is very prosperous and very crowded.

Walking on the street, Zhu Biao looked at it, and there were black heads everywhere.

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"Guest, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my restaurant is full, why don't you go to another house."

"Guest officer, my restaurant's restaurant is also full, so let's go to other restaurants to have a look."

"I'm sorry, but our inn isn't available. Guest officer, I won't tell you the truth, the restaurants in the outer city of Jixian County have long been full, and the matter of Shenfist Gate has caused a sensation in the entire northern Xinjiang. In the past half a month, people have come every day, and the restaurants and inns are full throughout the whole process......"

Zhou Kongxing entered seven or eight restaurants and inns in a row, but the rooms were full, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he came too late!

As the shopkeeper said, the matter of the Divine Fist Gate is too big. Not only the Central Plains and Northern Xinjiang are concerned, but also the Northern Han Jianghu martial arts. The Jiuqu Sword Sect has begun to invite friends on the rivers and lakes, and it seems that the head of the Song Sect has quite confidence in the former sect outcasts. Zhou Kongxing's master, the 'Feiyunsuo' in the Three Wonders of the Northern Han Rivers and Lakes, Bu Qingyun, and his old friend Iron-clothed Daoren, the eight-armed camel Sang Ziqi, and the three odds have all come to Jixian County to help Song Yannan. As a disciple, Zhou Kongxing does not represent Hanmei Villa, only as a disciple of Bu Qingyun, so he also has to be present for a while.

However, the identities are different, and the post house rooms where the representatives of the Northern Han Dynasty and the Jiuqu Sword Sect live are also limited, and after traveling thousands of miles to meet the master and a group of elders, Zhou Kong has to pat his ass and come to the outer city to find a place to stay.

It is true that the Divine Fist Gate is outside the city of Jixian County, but the representatives of the Northern Han Dynasty Imperial Court, the Jiuqu Sword Sect and a group of invited masters all live in the inner city of Jixian County. Zhou Kongxing naturally has to stay closer.

"Hey, Brother Zhou is you!"

A familiar voice came from behind. Zhou Kongxing turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help laughing: "Cen Shaoyin, it's been a long time, why are you here?" ”

The person who shouted Zhou Kongxing was the young master of Wufu Commercial Bank - Cen Shaoyin, the son of Qingming. When Zhu Biao did the poisonous dragon Keqiu Yibei, it caused a sensation, and Zhou Kongxing, who was running a horse on the street, also had a fight with Cen Shaoyin, who couldn't see it.

Both have some young masters' temperaments. It's not a deal, and after a fight, the young master and boy who have a tendency to grow a little bit of their eyes on the door of their heads, but they have played together.

Until now. The friendship is deep, and it is already a mutual confidant.

Cen Shaoyin laughed, "What else do I want to ask you?" Yunxi is far away from Jixian County. What are you doing here? ”

"It's not the Nine Curves Sword Sect yet. My master and Master Song are old friends, and this time the master and the two uncles were invited by Master Song to help. I, as an apprentice, naturally have to come to support my feet. And you also know that my family also owes the Jiuqu Sword Sect favors, if it weren't for the fact that my father, uncle and others couldn't get away from the battlefield in Luozhou, they would have come over a long time ago! ”

"Why are you here? Wufu Commercial House and the Jiuqu Sword Sect don't seem to have any friendship. This section of Jixian County is mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are three religions and nine streams, your grandfather is relieved to let you come here? Zhou Kongxing looked at Cen Shaoyin curiously.

Wufu Commercial Bank is a businessman, although there are masters in the industry, but it is still very different from the real high-rollers like Hanmei Villa. Zhou Kongxing is rare. Why is the old man of the Cen family so open-minded and relieved this time?

"I'm here to join in the fun. This game of Shenquanmen was bet by the banker, and Shenquanmen was better than the Northern Han, with odds of 1:7. I couldn't fucking be angry, I heard the news a few days ago, so I came over to play a trick. The smile on Cen Shaoyin's face was all news. As long as it is a Northern Han Chinese. Whoever hears the news will not be happy in their hearts.

"So if you bet on Beihan to win, you are betting on one to seven?" On the side, a tough voice suddenly interjected into the two.

Zhou Kongxing and Cen Shaoyin were suddenly shocked, even in the middle of the city, it was unimaginable for someone to be so unalertly approached and eavesdropped. If this is replaced by an enemy, it will be fatal.

At the same time on one side. Look out on guard. Zhu Biao led the horse and quietly looked at the table of the two!

He still has an impression of Zhou Kongxing and Cen Shaoyin, and these two people have left a deep impression on his mind at the beginning.

"Who are you?" Zhou Kongxing asked rhetorically.

"This young brother is invited, betting on Beihan to win is not a bet of one to seven, but a bet of one to ten. The betting rate on the side of the Divine Fist Gate is one to five. Cen Shaoyin explained.

The reaction of the two is the difference between the real Jianghu Ke and the organization of Wufu Commercial Bank.

Zhu Biao smiled at the corner of his mouth, did not answer, only reached out and took out a roll of gold and silver tickets from his arms, "Help me bet, Beihan wins!" "That's all his possessions, at least 800,000 taels of silver.

Zhou Kongxing and Cen Shaoyin were stunned, looking at Zhu Biao who turned his head and walked away, and then looked at the large volume of gold and silver tickets. The latter erupted, "Who are you, errand me?" Aren't you afraid that the master will swallow it for you? ”

"You will know who I am. Swallowed the silver ticket, you can run Cen Shaoyin, you can't run Wufu Commercial Bank! ”

"That's seven or eight hundred thousand taels, right?" Zhou Kongxing first snatched the silver ticket in Cen Shaoyin's hand, and immediately sighed after roughly counting it, "I thought that my master and uncle were already strange enough, but I didn't expect that there were people outside the world, and there was heaven outside the sky!" This lot of silver tickets is thrown around? ”

Cen Shaoyin snatched it back with his backhand, and gave Zhou Kongxing a roll of his eyes, "What do you mean by littering, people know my identity, and Ben Dashao will be greedy for this little money?" ”

"Seven or eight hundred thousand taels of silver is still a small amount of money, and your tone is bigger than that of the emperor. One pays ten, that is seven or eight million taels of silver. Your Wufu Commercial Bank has spread out the entire six countries in the northern corner, hollowed out and sold short, how many seven or eight million taels of silver can there be? Three, five? Or ten eights? ”

Cen Shaoyin was immediately choked and speechless. In the rich family in this world, the family property is not enough for a million taels of silver, and if a big character is added in front, the family property is only in Wu Baiwan taels of silver. The Cen family and the Nangong family are both top wealthy families in the Northern Han Dynasty, but their total assets will not exceed 30 million taels of silver.

The assets of those top magnates such as the real families and princes in the Central Plains may really reach hundreds of millions of taels of silver, but a large part of them must belong to fixed assets. Seven or eight million taels of silver, it can be said that in addition to the Son of Heaven of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is the prince of real power, the princes of one side, and it is not a small amount, especially in the case of cash.

"How much did you bet this time?" Zhou Kongxing asked.

"One hundred thousand taels." Cen Shaoyin replied honestly.

"Cut!" Zhou Kongxing scoffed.

"Can you take out 10,000 taels on you?" Cen Shaoyin asked.

"Look, what is this!" The empty line of the week is directly displayed.

"What about 50,000 taels?" Cen Shaoyin continued to ask.

"Why do I have so much money when I have nothing to do? Eye-catching, huh? Zhou Kongxing turned his head.

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"Well, where are you going? Do I have to look for an inn even further? ”

"Bet on. Don't count on the inn, come to me later. ”

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Eight hundred and eighty-five thousand taels of silver to place a good bet.

Cen Shaoyin took the strip and walked out of the door with a relaxed demeanor in the eyes of everyone around him looking like idiots. said to Zhou Kongxing: "Hey, I don't know how to do it, I suddenly feel less worried now, I feel confident." My 100,000 taels of silver won't go down the drain! ”

"I feel that way, too. Therefore, I also pressed 30,000 taels. Zhou Kongxing showed his own note to Cen Shaoyin.

"That person should be Zhu Biao......"

"Quite possibly. He is the same age, and his martial arts are also high, I can't even tell how high he is......"

"Anyway, the internal force is much stronger than both of us, and I don't see the depth at all...... Isn't it just a hundred moves, and the uproar will pass. When the time comes, I see how to hit the face of the God Fist, I feel like I can win-"

"That's how I feel, too. It doesn't feel too good to slap people in the face, I like to ...... I'm the dividing line――――――

Inner city, Jizhou Post House.

Zhu Biao rode his horse to the gate and turned around and dismounted. The soldiers guarding the door of the post house immediately surrounded him, led by a Dubo, "Who are you, don't you know that this is the post house?" Idle people, etc., can't get close! ”

Zhu Biao handed the sword to his right hand and glanced at Du Bo lightly, and Du Bo, whose voice was still loud just now, immediately fell dumb. Zhu Biao's glance, the absolute coercion was directly imprinted on his cranial nerves. "The Northern Han Dynasty will ride Zhonglang Zhu Biao. Why don't you report it soonβ€”"

The characters who had been discussing in private for a long time suddenly appeared in front of them, and the group of Zhou soldiers in front of the post house were all stunned. After Dubo reacted, he immediately gave a military salute, and then ordered the soldiers to report inside.

Zhu Pu's horse was also taken over, and everyone looked at Zhu Biao's gaze, with a touch of respect, a touch of envy, and a touch of pity.

What is respectful is that Zhu Biao was promoted to a general at a young age with his real military merits, and he was also envious of his high position at such a young age. And it's pitiful, that is, no one thinks that he, a young player under twenty, can support a hundred rounds under the deputy master of the Divine Fist Gate!

The representatives of the royal family and the imperial court of the Northern Han Dynasty - Ji Guang, the court captain, Song Yannan of the Jiuqu Sword Sect, the Jianghu to help the masters, the iron-clothed Taoists, etc., all greeted the gate.

Seeing Zhu Biao alone, Ji Guang laughed loudly, and his confidence in Zhu Biao was almost higher than that of Song Yannan. Because of repeated miracles on the battlefield, Ji Guang deeply expects Zhu Biao to create a miracle this time.

Song Yannan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, in just a short period of time, Zhu Biao's internal strength has grown so fast, and more importantly, his breath is round and free, and there is no sign that he can't suppress his breath.

Song Yannan knew that Zhu Biao practiced "Mixed Yuan Gong", and he also knew something about that exercise, he knew very well that if Zhu Biao did not fully control the rapid internal force, he would not be able to breathe freely.

"It doesn't matter if it's his own cultivation or the help of a master secret medicine, as long as he doesn't leak any flaws!" Song Yannan glanced at Zhu Biao meaningfully. If there is a choice, he would rather wish Biao a hundred years of skill now, and then slap the Death Fist with one palm.

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