Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Scourge of the Great Cause!
"It's not that we're afraid we'll lose, but I'm afraid that you won't have so much money to lose!" Zhu Bo snorted.
"Who in the capital doesn't know that I, Zhu Jun, will do what he says?" Zhu Jun's chest slammed, "Even if you bet, don't say 10,000 taels, even if you bet 100,000 taels, I can afford to lose!"
I can't afford to pay it, so when I pay it for the rest of the year, I will pay you by year.
No matter how bad it is, when I am a vassal, I will give you the tax!
Whoever pays the debt is the grandson! ”
Hearing this, everyone nodded, and Madman Zhu was still admirable.
He never owes anyone else, even if he smashes the pot and sells iron, he will pay off his debts, in the capital, everyone knows it!
"Then I'll add another 10,000 taels!"
"I'll add 10,000 taels too!"
The two of them were arrogant.
Zhu Jun hurriedly tore off a piece of rice paper and wrote down the number and odds of the bets placed by the two, "Before tonight, send the silver to my house, and it will not wait for the expiration!" ”
Zhu Stirrup and the two put away the bets, looked at each other, and it was not cool.
This is a big injustice, and he hurried to give them two silver.
Especially Zhu Bo, he likes Qinghe very much, when he was a child, he asked his mother for Qinghe, but the queen mother did not agree.
Now I finally found an opportunity to bring Qinghe over.
Even if the eldest brother comes back, he won't let him.
"Come on, come on, bet!" Zhu Jun said.
"I'll bet on one hundred taels to win the seventh master!"
"I'll bet on a thousand taels, bet on the seventh master to win!"
Looking around, no one believed that Zhu Jun could win.
Xiao Chubby Dun held a small yellow croaker in his hand and looked at Zhu Jun, "Sixth uncle, I'm sorry, I'll choose Uncle Seven!" ”
After putting the little yellow croaker down, he felt that it was not very good, so he took out a piece of broken silver in his sleeve, and took out a piece of broken silver, "This tael, bet on you to win, just take it as a little bit of my nephew's heart!" ”
Zhu Jun smiled and wrote down the number odds, tore off a piece of paper and handed it over, "Little fat man, you missed the opportunity to make a fortune!" ”
Immediately, he turned his head to look at Zhu Yingying, "Big nephew, who do you choose?" ”
Zhu Yingying gritted his teeth and said: "One thousand taels, I choose the sixth uncle to win, this is all my silver!" ”
Zhu Jun sighed a little, he had to be his eldest nephew.
He touched Zhu Yingying's head, "Don't worry, wait for the cashier!" ”
Zhu Yingying knew very well that Zhu Jun was determined to lose, and this thousand taels was not enough for Zhu Jun to compensate.
I can only do my best to help Uncle Six.
"Anyone else to bet on?" Zhu Jun glanced at everyone, and was very happy in his heart, just after a while, he collected fifty or sixty thousand taels, and this wave earned back the silver spent in the previous two days.
Joyfully!
At this moment, a man walked in angrily, "What are you guys doing?" ”
When everyone looked back, they saw a man wearing a square scarf walking in, this person was close to the sixtieth birthday, who else could Song Lian be if he wasn't a university scholar?
Seeing Song Lian coming, everyone scattered as birds and beasts, but the gold and silver piled up in front of Zhu Jun's table couldn't be hidden.
Little Fat Dun wanted to return to his position, but was intercepted by Song Lian, and the bet in his hand was directly robbed by Song Lian.
Seeing this, Song Lian almost lost his breath and turned his back.
"Crazy Zhu, you are so bold, you actually draw bets in the university hall, insulting Sven and disgrace the heavenly family!" Song Lian was mad, and he didn't call Zhu Jun King Wu by his nickname.
The little fat dun stuck out his tongue, didn't dare to ask for a bet, and quickly slipped back to his position.
Zhu Jun was speechless, he obviously calculated the time, why did Song Lian come?
At this time, he saw Zhu Gaoxu with a wicked smile behind Song Lian, and instantly understood.
, this anti-bone boy, actually ran to sue.
Damn, it's still too light!
"Mr. Song, it was the seventh and tenth uncles who provoked the trouble first, and my sixth uncle ......"
"Imperial grandson, you are the future heir of the great cause, how can you get mixed up with Madman Zhu!" Song Lian interrupted Zhu Yingying's words bitterly, and his body trembled, "Who is Crazy Zhu?"
It is the scourge of the scourge, everyone in the capital shouted and beaten, and His Majesty's face was lost by him!
You still cover up his ugliness, are you worthy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and worthy of His Majesty's teachings to you? ”
Zhu Yingying was said to be unable to raise his head, and every time he made a mistake, these gentlemen would buckle a hat down.
He was overwhelmed.
Zhu Jun glared at Zhu Gaoxu viciously, and then explained: "Sir......."
"Don't call me sir, I can't afford it, Brother Fang Yu'an came to me and praised you, saying that you have made great progress.
Now, he's been blinded by your performance.
Not only have you not grown at all, but you have not repented, Your Majesty let you return to the University Hall, you are not only ungrateful, but also Cholera University Hall.
It is the evil of the great cause! ”
Song Lian criticized without hesitation, just by virtue of his status as the prince's teacher, he was fully qualified to say so.
Li Yanxi praised Zhu Jun with great interest just now, but now that I look at it, it is purely a joke.
Zhu Jun was also angry, but this matter was indeed wrong to him, he just wanted to harvest a wave of wool, but he didn't expect Zhu Gaoxu, a backbone, to sue.
"Mr. Song, my father asked me to come over to study, so naturally I won't relax, and I won't make trouble in class.
As for what happens after class, that's my freedom, if my husband is willing to teach, I will listen, if I don't want to teach, I also respect my husband's decision. ”
Song Lian is Zhu Yu's teacher, Zhu Yu has special respect for him, Zhu Jun naturally will not cause trouble to the eldest brother, thinking of this, he arched his hand again and said: "Besides, I set up a bet for the sake of my younger brothers who are not successful!" ”
Zhu Stirrup and the others' faces turned green.
They don't make it?
Aren't you even an embryo?
Song Lian was also laughed at by Zhu Jun, "So, the old man has wronged you?" Why, do you want the old man to come to His Majesty and praise you? ”
"That's not necessary, Mr. Song, don't misunderstand my good intentions!" Zhu Jun waved his hand again and again, and went to find Lao Zhu, that's okay, the little impression he finally worked hard to reverse, didn't he return to before liberation?
"You know you're afraid, too?" Song Lian snorted coldly, and took Zhu Yingying's hand, "Go, imperial grandson, go to Fengtian Hall with the ministers to see Your Majesty." ”
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Majesty treated him so well and valued him so much.
He must not let them down!
Zhu Yingying was numb, "Mr. Song, wait, you listen to my quibbles, no, listen to my explanation......"
Zhu Jun was also numb, but he still put the gold and silver into the book, and then chased after him with the book.
In the university hall, everyone looked at each other.
Only Zhu Gaoxu crossed his hands on his hips, his toes were high, and his face was full of scolding, "It's okay now, Zhu Madman is going to be unlucky!" ”
Zhu Gao gave him a look angrily.
Zhu Gaoxu was stunned, "Big brother, what are you doing beating me?" ”
"It's all your fault, I lost a thousand and one taels!" Zhu Gao said angrily: "Can't you wait for tomorrow's win or loss to come out before sueing?"
Also, Uncle Sixth is unlucky this time, but when he comes out, you'll be finished! ”