Chapter 37: Playing Cards
"In this world, no one can be relied on except yourself." Yan Ran looked at the girl in front of her who was suddenly gloomy, and after a moment of silence, she rarely said this sentence without a smile.
"This is also the wisdom of your people in the capital?" Zhao Liusi reluctantly smiled and asked jokingly.
"Well, the wealth in Beijing changes much more frequently than you think," Yan Ran sighed, then walked to the side of the chair and sat down, and said a little tiredly, "The right minister was demoted a few days ago, and the person who told the whistleblower was his younger brother. β
"Ahh Zhao Liusi cried out in surprise.
"The right minister is from a poor family, his parents died early, and he personally pulled his younger brother to grow up, and the brothers depended on each other, named brothers, just like father and son. But when the right minister was defeated, it was his own brother who gave the fatal blow. β
Zhao Liusi stood there, speechless.
"The right minister was rejected by the saint because he advised the saint not to have sexual pleasures. Hehe, he is still the emperor, when the power was at its peak, only eight or nine scholars in the world came out of his door. He is an upright person, with countless virtuous people, known as Lu Banchao, but once defeated, when he was demoted to Lingnan, there was only one person and one horse...... I don't know if I can get it. β
It was the first time Zhao Liusi had come into contact with this kind of thing, and he squatted in front of Yan Ran and couldn't say anything.
"He was defeated and he trusted his family, brothers, and students too much...... How can such an adult be so naΓ―ve. At the feet of the Son of Heaven, can you trust people? β
"You don't like the capital very much." Zhao Liusi asked cautiously.
"Yes," Yan Ran lifted the corners of her lips, "People often say that the eighteenth layer of hell is terrible, but there, it's the nineteenth layer. β
"Do you want to go back?" Zhao Liusi asked weakly, suddenly knowing where the contradictory temperament on Yan Ran's body came from.
"Nature."
"Why?" Zhao Liusi frowned, if she didn't like a place so much, she would definitely find a way to leave.
"Because," Yan Ran smiled and reached out to flick Zhao Liusi's forehead, "That's my home." β
Yan Ran is from the capital, but he doesn't have much good impression of the capital, the capital in his mouth is like a huge gladiatorial arena, there are countless open and secret battles every day, and power and wealth are the last trophies.
"You should check it out too." Yan Ran smiled, patted Zhao Liusi's head and said, "If you can survive." β
Yan Ran's words were not a joke, and it was not a good thing for them to be sure that Zhao Qiaoyun was not a murderer at this time. Because Aunt Qian is about to go out of the funeral, once Aunt Qian is out of the funeral, Zhao Liusi will have to give an "explanation" whether she is the murderer or not, and whether she will regain her freedom or be dragged to the temple and imprisoned for life will have to be decided.
The reason why the eldest lady has been allowing Zhao Liusi to jump is because she feels that she doesn't have to put up with Zhao Liusi for too long.
"I'll check it out." Zhao Liusi looked at Yan Ran's eyes, nodded hard, and promised seriously, "I will definitely go and see." β
If you don't climb Mount Tai, how can you know that the mountains are small? Although she has been hovering in this courtyard since she crossed over, she knows that if she escapes by chance, she will definitely not be confined here.
Deal...... It's a big deal, just use Xiao Hei's body and be a stray cat to see the world.
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Yan Ran mentioned Aunt Qian's funeral, not for no reason, because that day was today.
"This is the best time to find out about Aunt Qian's origins." Yan Ran hid in the corner and taught Zhao Liusi face-to-face.
Aunt Qian's funeral was very simple, or rather, very informal.
Because she died horizontally, not at the end of her life, the Zhao family felt unlucky, and carried her to the firewood room in the west to stop the spirit, I heard that even the Luoyunxuan where she lived planned to be demolished and rebuilt, and it is estimated that when the warm flowers bloom next year, it will be a different picture.
Thinking about the appearance of her scenery during her lifetime, the traces of a person's existence, it was so easily erased by others, it has to be embarrassing.
Her proud eldest son is still in the capital, and in order not to delay the exam, the bad news in the family should not have passed. As for her daughter Zhao Qiaoyun, she is not willing to give Aunt Qian linen and filial piety. In fact, according to the etiquette, even if she wanted to wear linen and filial piety, her family would not allow it, but being as cold as she is now still makes Zhao Liusi feel uncomfortable.
However, for the rest of the family, such as the eldest lady and Zhao Qi, it can be regarded as saving trouble. It seems that no one wants to have another incident at Aunt Qian's funeral.
The mourning hall was built in a remote courtyard to the west, which was originally a warehouse for storing charcoal, but now it has been removed, and the contrast between the white cloth banner and the black house is particularly strong, and the slightest step in makes it feel depressing.
There was no one in the mourning hall, Zhao Qiaoyun brought someone to put on a stick of incense and left, and then a few subordinates who were sent to cry Ling, received the money and howled a few times, and after watching the eldest lady's people leave, they set up a card table in the corner, waiting for the time to carry the spirit out.
"There are too few people coming." Zhao Liusi Nunu mouthed and motioned to the few people who were playing cards, "Do you want to inquire about the news with them?" β
"Why not?" Yan Ran glanced at Zhao Liusi, suddenly smiled, and rolled up his sleeves.
"Do what?" Yan Ran watched this person straighten his clothes, tore the neat robe a little looser, and then took two steps, and the whole person's temperament also changed drastically, from a cold boy who does not eat fireworks in the world, to a hippie smiling face, with a bit of greasy street gangsters.
"You," Zhao Liusi was speechless in surprise, but Yan Ran didn't say a word, and walked towards a few people over there in a loose manner.
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"Oh, what about playing cards?" Yan Ran approached, and after looking around the table twice, she suddenly spoke.
Those few people were originally busy, and they were startled when they heard the voices of outsiders, and they thought that the main family was coming, and some people were so scared that they even dropped the cards in their hands, but they were caught by Yan Ran, and then stuffed back into his hands, "Can you count me as one?" β
"You are?" The leader looked at Yan Ran in disbelief, and then saw Yan Ran's perfunctory smile, his eyes stuck to the card table and couldn't be pulled out, looking like a senior old gambler, "I'm the one who borrowed to live in Qiushuangzhai, didn't I hear that your aunt was gone, she took care of me, and she came to Zhuxiang because of reason." β
"Childe also loves to play cards?" The man at the head made a look at the people around him, and the game continued to proceed slowly, and he talked to Yan Ran while playing.
"Hey, don't hit this, hit this." Yan Ran looked at his cards, interfering with his cards, and waited for him to follow his instructions to play the cards and eat the next house, then he opened his mouth and replied, "Well, yes." I often play at home, but when I get to the place where you birds don't, I can't even make up the cards, and I can only sleep in that broken study all day long, and my hands are itchy. β
He looks like he's pretending to be ten out of ten.
"Childe is from the capital?" The man had obviously heard of Yan Ran's name, and asked tentatively.
"yes, yes." Yan Ran didn't care, pointing to one of his cards, "You should play this one." β
"Okay." The man was as good as a stream, and only after losing the card did he smile and say, "Then how did you get to our little place?" β
"If you don't make a mistake, who will come to your place." Yan Ran scoffed, and then was a little annoyed, "Alas, isn't it just that I lost a Zhuangzi by playing cards, my father needs to make such a big fuss, and he also drove me to this place, what do you say to reflect on, I think he wants to suffocate me." β
"Yes, yes, our place is a little fun, but compared to Jingli, it's really heaven and earth." Several people listened to Yan Ran's complaint, and they were sure that it was a gambler, and the tension in their hearts dissipated a lot, while touching the cards in a hurry, chatting, and the people led by them deliberately tested Yan Ran, "But no matter what the son says, he is a distinguished guest, how can he play with us people?" β
"What else is there at the poker table?" Yan Ran pursed his lips disdainfully, and then instructed the man at the head to play a card, and then the person under the head suddenly shouted, "Oops, touch, Hu, Hu, I won." β
The man had been talking to Yan Ran and hadn't played cards seriously, and suddenly saw that he had lost, and suddenly became annoyed, and looked at Yan Ran's eyes and suddenly felt a little unkind. And Yan Ran didn't seem to notice his gaze, and looked at the card table anxiously, "Oh, how did you get it, it's all your bad luck, what kind of card is this called." β
It's not that you command me blindly, I can lose! This person thought in his heart, and was about to open his mouth, when he saw Yan Ran take out a silver bean and throw it on the table, "Oh, I played out for you in this game, and it won't matter to me if you lose again." β
The man didn't expect this kind of turn, and his eyes suddenly opened round. They play cards, are three or two copper plate betting, where have I seen this kind of gambling money, the winner of the person quickly held the silver beans in his hand, showing a look of embarrassment, "Childe, I can't find it so big." β
"A bunch of poor sour." Yan Ran waved his hand with disgust on his face, and then said, "Forget it, you don't need to look for more, just give me your position." You're so lucky, and you're addicted to me. β
The man was reluctant to fight again after winning the money, but when he heard this, he immediately got up and gave way to his position. After Yan Ran sat down, he took peanuts as a copper plate to fight with them, and after ten rounds, he lost more and won less, and suddenly became a fat sheep that everyone liked. After a few laps, everyone spoke a lot more cordially, and no longer regarded him as a distinguished guest from afar.
"Why is your funeral so deserted?" Yan Ran pretended to be curious while touching the cards, "It's an aunt, the Zhao family is so rich, don't there be two or three poor relatives who come to play the autumn breeze?" β
When the man at the head heard this, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and while playing his cards, he told Yan Ran, "If other aunts die, let alone dozens of people, and those who can't fight with eight poles will also climb a relative, and come to the master to mix up a familiar face." But this one, let alone a relative, even if it's your biological parents, if you send a post over, I'm afraid it's a shameless. β
"Why?" Hearing that Aunt Qian's parents may still be alive in the world, Yan Ran's curiosity couldn't help but increase a little more.