She bit the bun and didn't seem to be smiling, but she didn't hear it.

Qi Liangzheng clasped his hands around his chest and followed leisurely behind her, without saying a word.

It didn't take much effort, six or seven small buns rolled down her belly, and she tasted the juice at the corner of her mouth, clapping her hands with satisfaction.

"Finished eating?" He pulled out his handkerchief, threw it into her arms, and commanded lightly.

"Wipe your mouth."

The snow-white silk handkerchief is embroidered with crape myrtle thread flowers, such as a delicate fall to the corner of the snow-capped mountain, slightly glamorous than snow, and the light and clean.

She smelled a little and felt that there was a hint of floral fragrance in the air, so she smiled lightly and said to him, "Gongzi Xie is kind, I have a veil." ”

Qi Liangzheng didn't force it, his heart was slightly blocked, and he snorted lightly.

"Childe, what are we doing in West Market?"

She wiped her mouth and asked curiously.

Qi Liang stared at the corners of her mouth and wiped the oil juice off, only the soft 'lips were slightly red' and swollen, and she opened her eyes, "Go to the gambling house." ”

"Gambling house?"

Qi Liangzheng didn't say anything more, walked up and led the way, Ying Zhichu followed behind him thoughtfully.

The two walked most of the way down the street and finally stopped outside the gambling house.

"Gambling house?" She paused, staring at the sign and muttering.

Isn't it looking for someone? How did you come here......

The righteous gambling house can be called the largest gambling house in Jinjia City.

Unexpectedly, it is located in the downtown street, hidden in the city.

It was very different from ordinary gambling houses, and she had heard Fu Chai mention it twice when she was young.

Gambling house - gambling righteousness, gambling goods, gambling people, but not gambling money.

The people who come and go are all leaders of Yu Guo and people on the tip of the clouds.

Anyone who bets in the gambling house will win or lose in a game, and the loser will keep his word.

If the gambling contract cannot be done, it must be offset with life.

Gambling house branches, all over the country of Yu.

The plaque is large and bright, with large gilded letters shining in the sun.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the workshop, the little maid with the vision hurriedly greeted them and greeted them eagerly, "Lord Qi, but do you want to bet?" ”

"Prime Minister Li's son-in-law, are you coming?"

The little guy nodded in response: "Li Bairu is a son? I'm here.,I'm betting on painting with someone in the elegant word room.,My lord, please come with me.。 ”

The little servant bent down slightly and led the two of them upstairs attentively.

Ying Zhichu glanced back at the hall, it was not like an ordinary gambling house was messy and gray, chaotic and shouting, the layout was very pleasing to the eye, and it was even more cautious, and he couldn't let go of his hands and feet, so it didn't look like a gambling house.

The private room on the second floor was crowded into a row of the south room, and after the little girl walked through a few doors, he stopped outside the elegant room.

"Two, please inside." I made the gesture of having you respectfully do it.

"Knock knock~"

Qi Liangzheng raised his finger and knocked lightly three times, and pushed the door in.

Looking into the eyes, as if coming to the tea room Accord, there is a large eye-catching screen in front of you, embroidered with a farming picture on the color, quite a pastoral artistic conception, but the rice is embroidered into the shape of ingots with gold and silver threads, which is quite elegant.

There is no potted plant in the room to meet the scene, but along the window oblique wind spread fresh fragrance, dozens of calligraphy and paintings are hung on the powder wall, and when you get closer to observe, you find that it is not a famous handwriting, but it seems that someone is drunk and splashes ink, and the meaning is full of wantonness.

In the middle of the room is a large red sandalwood table, on which the snacks and tea sets are exquisite, and a pair of inconspicuous dice and dice cups look lonely.

The sitting son of the noble family, about nineteen years old, brocade and jade clothes, hand-cranked folding fan, did not lose interest in his face because of these two uninvited guests, and even nodded and smiled at Qi Liangzheng, because his eyebrows and eyes were good-looking, this smile was even more gorgeous and clear.

"Brother Qi."

He glanced slightly, and the attendant beside him moved the pear blossom wooden chair and set up an empty seat.

Qi Liangzheng didn't respond, glanced at her behind him, raised his chin and signaled, "Go and sit." ”

She came back to her senses in surprise and muttered, "Am I seated?" ”

"Your leg doesn't hurt anymore?" He frowned at her and said dissatisfied.

Ying Zhichu's face wrinkled, and he slandered in his heart: After walking for a long time, did you remember that my leg hurts?

She glanced at the noble son, who was looking at the two of them with a playful face, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and sat beside the man cheekily.

A look of surprise flashed between the eyebrows of the prince of the noble family, and he didn't say much, Jiuyuan, who was standing on the side, was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, when had he ever seen the second son of Qi talk so well?

So he looked at Ying Zhichu curiously, only to feel that in addition to a good skin, this young man only had a weak body left, and there was nothing surprising. Isn't it, the rumors in the previous period are true?

The second son of Qi doesn't like women, he only loves 'men'?

At that time, I only felt that those who spread rumors were hateful and troublesome, but now it seems that there is really no wind and no dust......

The prince of your family knocked a fan on Jiuyuan's head and reprimanded: "What are you looking at? Don't look at the tea yet! ”

Jiuyuan covered his pain, his face turned red, "Yes, yes." ”

After the training of the prince of the noble family, he shook his fan gently, and said with a smile to Qi Liang, "Brother Qi, sit down." ”

Qi Liang gave up the empty seat and stood beside Ying Zhichu, like a door god eye-catching.

The prince of the noble family snorted slightly, lowered his head and chuckled.

Jiuyuan expertly cleaned the teacups and refilled a new cup of tea for each of them.

She raised her eyes and thanked her, her face was not half cramped, and she looked at the elder in front of the bookcase not far away, but she didn't notice the scheming of the line of sight.

Since she entered the house, she saw the elderly, his sideburns were slightly white, his appearance was upright, he was about forty-five or sixteen years old, and he was faintly white in brocade clothes, as if he was in the family.

The elder looked down in contemplation, not noticing that there were two more people in the room, but only looked at the three scrolls on the bookcase, and his brows showed a look of reluctance.

Ying Zhichu glanced at it twice, and then withdrew his gaze, after all, the owner of these three paintings was not her.

This noble son should be Li Bairu, and he can guess it with his eyes closed.

Li Bairu noticed her small movements and said with a smile: "Don't panic, that senior is just reluctant to lose the painting to me, and I bother the two of you to wait for a while." ”

Qi Liangzheng sneered, picked up the teacup and handed it to her.

She took the teacup, ignored Jiuyuan's ill-intentioned gaze, and said softly through the thin warm water vapor: "Li Gongzi is good at gambling, but he deserves his reputation. ”

After hearing this, Li Bairu raised his eyebrows with interest, "Oh? It's not like a compliment, but I do like calligraphy and painting. ”

After saying that, he smiled, waved the folding fan and shook it gently.

She took a sip and glanced at the folding fan he wantonly showed off, it was just an ordinary fan, and two of the same could be seen in the night market stalls, but the jade pendant hanging from the handle of the fan was of good texture, transparent and crystalline, and the light was even more dazzling.

Ying Weaving's eyes lit up, and he noticed the inscription on the fan, which was also extraordinary.

- Freedom to contemplate the mind

Yun Yansheng's Mobao.

Yu Guo is a famous calligrapher, ask for his own inscription of the fan, the whole world can not exceed five, this fan is not too much, she recognized it at a glance, after all, she also copied this person's calligraphy when she was young.

Li Bairu has read countless people, and his family has also opened a Wenmo Shop in Jinjia City, which is dedicated to the disciples of your family to paint and chant poetry, but he can't help but look at Ying Zhichu twice, although the young man is full of immaturity, but his temperament always reveals a little taste, and he himself can't say why.

Perhaps, it was because it was the first time he had seen that someone recognized Mr. Yun's Mobao and could still look casual, just a light glance, which was really different from the envy and jealousy of those children in the past.

After all, he is willing to inscribe on the ordinary fan, and Mr. Yun is the first monster in the world.

The elder looked at the three famous paintings, thought for a moment, sighed lightly, stood up from his seat, and waved at Li Bairu.

Except for Qi Liangzheng, everyone looked at the past curiously.

The elder said, "I don't know what the contemptible people want, can the son of the world agree?" ”

Li Bairu retracted his gaze at this time, and said with a good temper, "What the predecessor said is not difficult, but you lose......

When the elder heard this, his eyes darkened as soon as he lit up, and he smiled bitterly: "Guessing the dice is not a contemptible strength. ”

Li Bairu chuckled, "Therefore, the seniors only need to lose one painting to me, and I won't ask for the lives of the seniors." ”

The elder did not breathe a sigh of relief because of Li Bairu's generosity, but raised his voice and said excitedly: "If the prince is willing to comply with my request, don't say that these three calligraphy and paintings are yours, and the life of the contemptible person can also be handed over to you!" ”

"This ...... Still gambling big? Isn't this old man stupid, what could be more important than life? Jiuyuan on the side muttered quietly, full of doubts.

Ying Zhichu lowered his eyes and thought: Thinking about it, it is difficult for him to lose his life.

It turns out that this righteous gambling house is really as good as its name, and everyone who comes here is difficult to find.

If he loses his life and can't do it, this son can do it?

Qi Liang saw her wandering, and his fingertips flicked lightly next to her ear.

"Hiss~" She glanced at him resentfully, meeting his warning gaze.

Li Bairu on the side looked at the small movements of the two, inexplicably uncomfortable, and looked back at the elder and said softly: "I am not a living Buddha and Bodhisattva, I can't do such a good deed, the predecessors still pick a painting to stay, and there is no need to say much about it." With that, he looked out the window, and the humility on his face was replaced by detachment.

Seeing this, Jiuyuan walked up to the elder and whispered, and after a while, the elder's hands fell to his sides, and his eyes were deeply lost.

He wrapped up the paintings with Jiuyuan, picked up the remaining two scrolls, and only saluted her when he passed by Ying Weaving, with shame and confusion in his eyes.

The door was closed again, and Li Bairu turned around and smiled kindly at the two.

"This son looks at the face, won't Brother Qi recommend it?"

"I ......," she was about to say, that the two did not know each other.

Qi Liangzheng's cold words floated faintly, "My new darling......"

"Heh," Li Bairu put away his surprise and couldn't help shaking his head, "You and I have been friends for almost ten years, I didn't know you had such an interest?" Hmph, shouldn't it be to refuse the family affair I mentioned to you, so I temporarily dragged a gas bag. ”

Li Bairu's face was as pale as jade, gentle and durable, but his words were ruthless.

Ying Zhixin's heart was full of anger, and he endured his displeasure, and asked the door god next to him softly, "Why are you talking nonsense?" ”

He didn't answer her, squinted at Li Bairu and said, "You don't know much about my taste." ”

"Oh? In that case......" Li Bairu smiled with his eyebrows and said with a domineering expression, "It's better to give it to me, I like it very much." ”

Although the autumn breeze was cold, it did not resist the sudden chill in his heart, and the ice penetrated to his bones, Ying Zhichu looked at the young man in disbelief at the young man in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that the young man just now could say such frivolous words.

"No." Qi Liangzheng was not annoyed, and spit out the word leisurely.

Although he was the initiator, because of his reply, Ying Zhi's heart slowly calmed down, not like Fang Cai's cold.

"It's just a childish pet, is Brother Qi still reluctant? If I accept him, I will only use it to grind the words, and I will not act as recklessly as Brother Qi. ”

"When did Bai Ru become interested in men?" Qi Liangzheng supported the table with one hand, raised his eyebrows and looked directly at Li Bairu, his eyes were deep and waveless.

The corners of Li Bairu's mouth crossed with anger, but he still smiled and said, "I asked you today to tell you about my cousin, but you gave me this?" You and I have been friends for ten years, and you can't get you a sincere word? ”

Ying Zhichu sighed helplessly, his gums couldn't help biting, and his fingertips trembled slightly into the flesh.

She didn't know that there was this one, so you are Qi Liangzheng!

Am I a shield?

Do you take my head if you offend anyone?