Chapter 133: It Doesn't Matter at All
An Zheng said that he didn't prepare much when he went out, so he brought more than 500,000 taels of silver. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoIf these words came from the mouth of a prominent person in the capital, there would not be much shock to speak of. And An Zheng was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and the clothes he was wearing were not splendid and noble, and his speech and demeanor were not domineering, but when the silver ticket without 100,000 taels of silver was put on the table, it immediately made the eyes of the group of people in the hidden country widen.
However, except for Zhuang Feifei, the eldest gentleman of Jushangyuan, who chose a piece, the other Yan people were also waiting.
The face of Guo Yu, an official of Youguo, was a little ugly, because he knew that there was really a spirit stone in the stone that An Zheng had chosen. The people of Youguo have carefully prepared this time, and as the person who presides over this gambling game, Guo Yu will of course remember the appearance and characteristics of those stones.
However, he didn't feel much nervous in his heart, these stones were personally changed by a master of Youguo, so it was impossible to have a golden spirit stone in it, and there were not a few above the red product. If there is really a golden spirit stone, the people of Youguo will not take it out and give it to the people of Yan Country casually. Although they are confident that the Yan people may not be able to see it, if something happens, it will be a heavy loss.
"Are you sure?"
Guo Yu asked.
An Zheng nodded: "Sure." ”
At this time, the red-robed priest walked over from the side, looked at the stone that An Zheng had chosen, and recalled it carefully. The master of Youguo had told him in detail which stone had a spirit stone in it and what grade, so he was sure that the stone An Zheng chose was only a white spirit stone.
The red-robed priest looked at An Zheng: "I didn't expect that Yan Ren's bet is really so heroic and magnificent, a young man can take out such a large amount of silver to bet casually." Although we say that we will not refuse to come first, but I am still worried for you, if you lose like this, will you have a way to explain to the adults in the family after you go back? I am afraid that this silver ticket is probably stolen from your home, and I don't want to have any trouble. ”
The ghost laughed for a while: "Little doll, did you steal this silver from your house, if it was really stolen, hurry up and leave, we don't care." ”
"This little brother is also bold, but what should I do if I lose for a while and go home and be spanked by your father's board. ”
An Zheng asked the red-robed priest, "Do you know the secret of the Yan people's longevity?"
The red-robed priest subconsciously shook his head: "I don't know." ”
An argued: "Don't be nosy. ”
The red-robed priest's face changed, and he snorted and turned to look at Guo Yu: "Bet with him." ”
Guo Yu got the instructions of the red-robed priest, knew that he was not mistaken, and he also had confidence in his heart. So he turned around and beckoned, and an entourage came up with a cash box. He selected some silver tickets from it: "What this Gongzi An holds is the silver ticket of Daxi's Tongyun Tianxia Bank, which can be exchanged all over the world." We also use the same money to show our sincerity. These are six hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver. If it is true as you say, there is a golden spirit stone in this stone, not only the spirit stone belongs to you, but the 650,000 taels of silver also belong to you. ”
An Zheng walked to the side, sat down and hugged his fist towards the old craftsman of Jushang Academy: "There is labor." ”
The old craftsman found out that he was wrong, he thought that cutting stones for Gaoyuan Lake just now was the most nervous time in his life, but it turned out that now was. An Zheng made a move of 500,000 taels of silver, and he actually gambled that there was a gold spirit stone in the stone, for a craftsman, personally participating in it, the kind of magnificent waves can also be felt. The bet of millions of taels of silver is often added, and if the value of that gold spirit stone is added, the bet on this bet is amazing enough.
And the main thing is not how much to bet on, what to bet on, this is a contest between Yan and Youren. The Yan people are good gamblers, so they think that the casino is the battlefield. In a sense, in the eyes of the Yan people, this gamble is as significant as the decisive battle between the army of the Yan Kingdom and the army of the Youguo Kingdom on the battlefield.
This is the first time in history that Yan and Youren have really gambled against each other. Gao Yuanhu's gamble had obviously been lost, but it was stopped by An Zheng, so at least on the surface, Gao Yuanhu didn't lose. If An loses the battle, not only will the huge amount of 500,000 taels of silver become the pocket of the people of Youguo, but the face of the Yan people will also be lost.
All the Yan people stood up, regardless of their identities, and they were all nervous to the extreme. Even the big men of the Yan Kingdom sitting in the field stared intently. Although the Ministry of Rites of Yan Kingdom is a person from the Queen Mother's side, it involves the face of the entire Yan Kingdom at this time, so he naturally gave up the contradictions between the Yan people and devoted himself to praying for peace.
The old craftsman took a deep breath and felt that the stone-cutting knife in his hand was heavier than a mountain today.
He walked to the table step by step, beads of sweat the size of soybeans sliding down his forehead one by one.
Not only him, but Zhang Yifu, the big shopkeeper of Jushang Academy, felt that his heart was about to jump out. This is something he has not encountered in so many years as a big shopkeeper, he has seen gambling stones thousands of times, but now this kind of gambling stone is the first time in his life. With his experience and eyesight, coupled with the height of cultivation, he could feel that there should be a spirit stone in that stone, but the grade would definitely not reach the gold grade.
So his palms were already full of sweat.
The Yan people were so nervous one by one, and Guo Yu and the other Youguo people became more and more relaxed. The person who changed these stones was the most famous master of the Youguo, and no one could beat him, so they were extremely confident.
The old craftsman looked back at An Zheng, who was sitting comfortably and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please.
The old craftsman took a deep breath and felt that if he hadn't cut something, he might never be able to cut the stone again.
He took several deep breaths in quick succession to calm his nervous mood a little, and his slightly trembling hand stabilized.
The stone-cutting knife fell like a stream of autumn water, gently cut a hole, and then slashed the blade diagonally inside, moving like peeling a fruit. The stone skin is as thin as a cicada's wings, and the stone is so brittle and hard that it is not broken at all. This old craftsman, unconsciously, has reached the realm he has been pursuing in his life. How is there a difference between a master craftsman and a practitioner?
The old craftsman's hands became more and more steady, his eyes became more and more determined, and nothing in this world could affect him. Even if someone beats a gong and drum next to him, it will not distract him. Even if there was a beautiful woman like jade on his side, and a pile of gold, even if there was a steel knife pointed at his throat, he would not be able to detect it, and even if he did, he would not be moved. All he had in his eyes was the knife and the stone, and nothing else.
Of course, this is also a state that practitioners pursue, forgetting things and self.
The stone skin is cut layer by layer, and the knife passes and the stone skin continues.
An Zheng stretched out his hand and summoned the waitress of Jushangyuan to ask for a cup of tea, then closed his eyes and smelled the tea as if he had fallen asleep.
Guo Yu looked at An Zheng, and said in his heart to see how long you can pretend.
As the knife continued to cut, everyone's hearts became tighter and tighter. The Lord of the Ministry of Rites, who could barely sit in the chair, had already stood up involuntarily at this time, walked to the side and stared at it without blinking.
However, the county king Tan Song has never moved like a mountain, and he has not even forgotten to look at the stone.
Time passed minute by minute, but it seemed to be infinitely magnified slowly.
Finally, the old craftsman's hand suddenly stopped, and then raised his head to look at An Zheng: "There is." ”
The swallows cheered!
"An Gongzi is good!"
"Gongzi An is really a once-in-a-century genius. ”
Bursts of cheers resounded in the sky, and even the roof was about to be torn off.
Guo Yu snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that you are too happy too early, there is something and something, but that Gongzi An gambled on gold." If the spirit stone that comes out is not gold, I am afraid that your cheers will be more like a humiliation to Gongzi An. ”
The ghosts also laughed: "That's it, it's just something, what if it's a cuipin?"
"What if it's white?"
An Zheng still closed his eyes: "Go on." ”
The old craftsman nodded, and the speed of the knife began to increase. This technique is more pleasing to the eye than a chef cutting meat on the back and carving flowers on ice. His sword technique was smooth as water at first, but now it is like a storm. In just a few moments, the outer stone skin was completely peeled off. But the moment the thing inside was revealed, his people froze there.
A milky white glow emanated from within, soft yet heavy.
"White products?!"
Even the Ministry of Rites, who didn't know much about gambling stones, turned pale: "It's actually just a white product?!"
The swallows squeezed forward one after another, and when they saw the milky white brilliance and a spirit stone like white jade about the size of an apple inside, they were all stunned.
"How is it possible, how is it possible?!"
"Alas...... Now our Yan people's faces have been lost by him. ”
"Yes, if it doesn't work, it won't work, don't squeeze it up. Our Dayan is full of talents, when will it be a teenager's turn to save face. ”
"I knew it was like this, but you thought he was amazing. Even if he's a genius, how old is he?"
Zhuang Feifei's face was not good-looking, and she looked at An Zheng, who still had her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.
Gao Yuanhu sighed on one side: "That's it, that's it." ”
Guo Yu laughed, walked over and picked up the spirit stone that exuded milky white brilliance: "Look, it is also the pinnacle of white products, it has reached the extreme, but there is still a distance from the red products, let alone the gold products." This little brother is understandably eager to win and wants to be famous, but he can't rely on luck, no one can rely on luck to succeed all the time. Now that the spirit stone has been cut out, the outcome of the gamble is naturally obvious. ”
He walked over and grabbed the 500,000 taels of silver tickets that An Zheng put on the table: "I will accept this silver ticket from Daxi Tongyun Tianxia Qianzhuang." ”
The Yan people were frustrated to the extreme, and instead turned their anger on An Zheng, many of them scolded and scolded, and their mouths were not clean. And the ghosts are excited, all of them are like chicken blood. This one earned 500,000 taels of silver from the Yan people, and the harvest was very great.
The red-robed priest snorted coldly and turned to walk to his previous seat.
At this time, people clearly heard An Zheng's faint but unwavering voice: "Keep cutting." ”
"Keep cutting?"
Guo Yu was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?" ”
An Zheng closed his eyes and said, "I didn't tell you, master, please continue to cut." The stone layer is about a finger thick, and you can drop the knife directly to that location. This is not a spirit stone, it is just an illusion after being infiltrated by energy for too long, a rare stone within a stone. ”
The old craftsman trembled again...... Of course, the stone in the stone, the gambling stone has heard of this kind of miracle, but no one has ever seen it!
He walked over and took the white spirit stone from Guo Yu's hand, Guo Yu was dissatisfied: "You have already lost the bet at this time, and destroying this white spirit stone is something that has ruined our ghost country." ”
An Zheng said lightly: "If you really lose, you will be doubled and compensated." ”
The old craftsman walked to the table, put down the spirit stone, held the knife, took a deep breath, and then dropped a finger thick, his eyes lit up violently. Then the knife slid horizontally, cutting down a thick layer of stone, and suddenly a dazzling golden light shot out from inside, and the room suddenly appeared much brighter. When the old craftsman couldn't control his emotions and cut through the milky white stone layer, a golden spirit stone about the size of a duck's egg rolled out of it, and the entire hall was suddenly filled with golden brilliance.
Blinded almost everyone.
An Zheng opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the people who make hands and feet for these stones, even though they are already the best in the world, are still negligent." ”
He stood up and walked to the high platform, passing by the dumbfounded Yan people, the dumbfounded Youguo people, the dumbfounded Guo Yu and the red-robed priest, the dumbfounded Ministry of Rites Shangshu, the dumbfounded Zhang Yifu and the dumbfounded old craftsman. He picked up the gold spirit stone and looked at it, and saw that there was a faint purple line circulating on it: "It's still the peak of gold, but this time it's earned." ”
He put away his silver ticket, put away the silver ticket of the ghost, put away the gold spirit stone, and then walked back and sat down in the stunned and shocked eyes of everyone.
It's as if it had nothing to do with them.
This matter has nothing to do with them in the first place.