Chapter 100: Fruitful Harvest
The household faction did not hesitate, and all of them made heavy bets on Ning Hu, at least 10,000 taels of silver.
Ning Qingquan was very heroic, and directly pressed 50,000 taels on Ning Hu.
Although Qin Feng won the hearts of the saints, the officials present were very sensible, and most of them pressed on Ning Hu, and they had little hope for Qin Feng.
Qin Tianhu originally wanted to cheer for Qin Feng and press three thousand taels, but Qin Feng refused with his eyes, and then stretched out a finger and shook it.
Qin Tianhu didn't know what to do, and asked in a low voice, "One thousand taels more?"
Qin Feng still shook his head, and motioned to Qin Tianhu with his eyes, don't get involved.
Qin Tianhu was stunned for a moment, looked at Emperor Liang on the throne, and recalled the scene of Qin Feng's tongue fighting against the Confucians at the previous banquet, and immediately understood something, and hurriedly stuffed the silver back into his sleeve, pretending that nothing had happened.
Judging from the visual inspection, the gambling money pressed by the officials on Ning Hu was more than 500,000 taels, and the gambling money pressed on Qin Feng was less than 10,000 taels when it was full.
Qin Feng saw that the time was almost up, and immediately turned around and shouted at Qin Tianhu, and rolled around: "Dad! Li Ruichengfa and Ning Hu's father have both placed heavy bets on their sons, and you don't know how to cheer for me, am I still your own child?"
Qin Tianhu was annoyed in his heart, and secretly scolded: "This stinky boy, didn't you let Lao Tzu not allow him to participate? Why did he change his face in a blink of an eye? Could it be that he became ruthless, and even his own father was pitted?"
Qin Tianhu was just about to scold loudly, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back. WwW. YshuGe. ORG is just because Qin Feng, a rebel, actually sat on the ground, kicking his legs and wailing at the same time, which is no different from a bear child. Qin Tianhu immediately understood what Qin Feng meant, his face changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and he pretended to be serious.
"Although I, Qin Tianhu, am not a clean breeze with two sleeves, but I have always been thrifty, except for daily use, the rest of the annual income is to help the poor, how can I have spare money to participate in gambling? ”
Qin Feng seemed to have been greatly wronged, and he didn't roll on the ground very much: "There are no ten thousand taels, there are always one thousand taels, right? There are no one thousand taels, there are always one hundred taels, right? Although the stakes are small, friendship is important." ”
Qin Tianhu glared angrily, rushed over in a few steps, kicked Qin Feng is foot, and shouted angrily: "I am a member of the first rank of the court, how can I participate in gambling?
"You rebellious son, don't you want to let your father corrupt your official body?!
As he spoke, Qin Tianhu pretended to be a real act, and he punched and kicked Qin Feng in a row.
Qin Feng dodged left and right, shouting as he ran: "Dad, that's enough! Don't fight, are you really here?!"
Watching the father and son sing and harmonize, the scene was as silent as death.
The officials who were enthusiastic about gambling just now all wilted like frosted eggplants.
What's more, he directly scolded in a low voice: "This damn father and son actually joined hands to trap us!"
The scheming Hubu Shangshu, his face turned green, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, and scolded in a low voice: "I beat the eagle all my life, and I was pecked in the eye by the house sparrow! I didn't expect that I actually fell for this trick!"