In order to achieve the goal, you can do whatever it takes, this is Zhu Di's usual trick, when Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen was in power and was about to cut the domain, the plan was stumped by how to deal with Zhu Di, the king of Yan, the most difficult move, his hand stayed in the air, and the most critical son never fell.

In order to confuse Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Di sat by the stove in thick cotton clothes in the summer, and fought all over his body while roasting the fire. Pretending to be crazy and stupid finally deceived Emperor Jianwen, and only then did he have the three-year-long "Battle of Jingjing", and only then did he have Zhu Di, the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, who did not change the dynasty.

Lan Lingxi looked at the crisp and slippery hot spring in front of him, because it was an open-air bath, the sky was very blue, and there were a few clouds drifting. The noon sun shines in, colorful flowers float on the water, bright and brilliant, and the people who soak in the gentle embrace of the spring water either frolic or lie still, each with its own place.

Looking up at the Yellow Mountain in the fog in the distance, she is like a mysterious girl with a veil, and her beautiful face looms in the mountain wind and dense fog. A thought rose spontaneously, making Lan Lingxi shudder.

Ming Chengzu Zhu Di had long expected that the cinnabar red water would not reappear, he carefully laid out, step by step to lure the "Qin Saint" Chen Fengjiao into the trap, if Chen Fengjiao is the most cunning spirit fox, she met the best hunter, this hunter hid in the dark to observe her, waiting for the price to sell. Lan Lingxi is the eyes and hands of Ming Chengzu Zhu Di, and finally goes to complete what he can't do.

The whole plan is deployed flawlessly, what does the saint want the "Qin Saint" Chen Fengjiao to do?

"Arrow God" Lan Lingxi suddenly remembered the words of Zhu Di who was defeated by himself and the great eunuch "Sai Zhuge " Liu Jing in the North Xilin Gol Grassland and returned to the pilgrimage, Zhu Di asked Liu Jing: "Zhan Lu Jian has long ceased to exist in the world, Ou Yezi has taken precautions and left such a precious blade for future generations, and he is also a generation of gods." Liu Jing, let me ask you, how is the 'Kunlun Spiral Cold Knife' compared to my 'Cold Moon'?"

"Sai Zhuge " Liu Jing couldn't answer.

"Cold Moon" is known as the "Emperor of Swords", and under its deterrence, no sword dares to compete with it. What will happen to the "Cold Moon" against the "Kunlun Rotary Cold Knife"? Ming Chengzu Zhu Di's last sentence was: "Don't mention the matter of the sword duel in the future, I have to find someone who can control the 'Cold Moon'." And this person has to be a woman, you know?"

Lan Lingxi almost shouted out of his mouth, could it be that the "Qin Saint" Chen Fengjiao is the one who can control the "Cold Moon" knife.

The answer is yes.

Lan Lingxi stood up, wiped the water off his body, and strode away from Tangquan, he already knew what he should do next.

Chen Fengjiao has returned to the inn, this is the most luxurious inn on the edge of Huangshan Tangquan, the people who live are rich, the inn has a dance hall, a gambling hall, a hotel, many people are drunk and die here. Spending a lot of money, you seem to have women who come and go and shopkeepers who are busy all the time, you know how good business should be. "Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei was not in the room, Chen Fengjiao didn't bother to care about him, came to his bedroom, and saw pen and ink on the table, a completed poem manuscript, on which a poem was written with a dancing phoenix, Chen Fengjiao read softly: "Bring the beauty of the spring spring Yihua." There are a few flowers around him. Huanghua has no main skin like fat, just ask for whom to untie the yarn. ”

Chen Fengjiao sneered, she had once invested in emotions and was ashamed of this dashing son's flattery. Dan's lips smiled. In the end, only a beautiful woman rolled a beaded curtain, sitting deep and frowning. But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I hated.

It should be said that Yin Hualei treats her well, and asks for warmth. takes care of everything in life, and officially Chen Fengjiao is reluctant to leave him, but Yin Hualei is romantic. will never bend her waist for a woman, just as the poem says, "Yellow flowers have no owner and skin is like fat, just ask who to untie the yarn." "The beauty of Huangshan Tangquan is like a cloud, Yin Hualei will not be alone, he must have gone out to look for flowers and willows again.

"Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei really didn't look for a woman, he was now happily playing in the casino.

A huge round table was filled with silver, and it was crowded with people, and a young woman in a yellow gauze skirt with a curvy face stood expressionlessly, holding a dice cup in her hand, and circled the three dice one by one, and shouted: "Buy big and buy small, clear the bets of the guests." ”

Dice buying size is a type of gambling, before each bet, the dealer first puts three dice in a covered vessel and shakes. When the gamblers have finished placing their bets, the dealer opens the utensils and pays out the prize. A total of 4 to 10 is called small, and 11 to 17 is great. The dealer is to buy one and lose two, it seems that the gambler is taking advantage, in fact, the luck component accounts for half of each, the casino casino, the dealer is always the winner.

"Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei is a good gambler, and every time he has good luck, he wins more and loses less.

Yin Hualei looked at the woman in the yellow shirt with drunken eyes, she looked very charming, a pair of Danfeng eyes seemed to be smiling, ten fingers were slender like onion tubes, breasts were towering like mountain peaks, intentionally or unintentionally aimed at herself, Yin Hualei's ups and downs made her very excited, and she pursed her lips from time to time, indicating that she had a spring heart. How could Yin Hualei not know, and continued to tease with his eyebrows, the woman's hand trembled slightly.

Another bet down, Yin Hualei dropped one hundred taels of silver to buy big, the woman opened the dice, exactly 11 points, won, two hundred taels of silver into his arms, he didn't care, all pushed out, buy small.

This time it was 10 points, and I won again, four hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, Yin Hualei bet all on it again, and bought it again, the woman in the yellow shirt trembled even more, picked up the dice cup and shook it vigorously, put it down suddenly, opened it and looked, 4 o'clock, God, Yin Hualei smiled slightly, put away the eight hundred taels of silver, and was just about to leave, someone next to him spoke: "The famous 'poet saint' Yin Hualei won this money and is leaving, too small and childish, which makes people look down on him." ”

Yin Hualei turned his head when he heard the sound, and what appeared in front of him was a beauty with extraordinary bearing, wearing a big red silk skirt with a neckline open very low, revealing a plump chest, a face like a hibiscus, eyebrows like willows, a pair of phoenix eyes that were charming, but awe-inspiring, looking at him with a smile, "Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei has never seen such a gorgeous, so rich and glorious, such a seductive woman, stunned for a while before replying: "Stop at the right time, accept it when you see it, there is no eternal winner in the casino, and this sentence is the most inapplicable here." ”

"That's right, Yin Gongzi can comprehend the true meaning of it, accept it when he sees it, and he is also a smart person. But just eight hundred taels of silver can send you away, I haven't heard of Qin cooking, and there is bear wax in Long's food. Eight hundred taels of silver will not be able to eat these delicacies. ”

Yin Hualei said: "Miss is wealthy, I can't compare, and in a casino like this, it's easy to provoke right and wrong if it's too big, what do you say?" ”

The woman smiled slightly and said: "Yin Gongzi has a very good tone, we might as well find a place to gamble and have fun, the bet is up to you, you can open your mouth despite the lion, as long as you have so much silver." ”

"Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei became curious, looked at her and asked cautiously: "May I ask who the young lady is, I, Yin Hualei, never gamble with strangers, but I am afraid that I will have my life to take money and not to spend it." ”

The woman said: "Haven't you heard of the 'Jiangnan Flower Palace', I am the palace master Su Yinghan, am I qualified to compete with the son?"

Yin Hualei was stunned.

Of course he has heard of Su Yinghan of the "Jiangnan Flower Palace", his father Su Xiaotian was the overlord of martial arts, and after his death, his daughter Su Yinghan was in charge, and in the Wudang Mountain martial arts championship, Su Yinghan defeated Li Yikun, the ancestor of Wudang Taiji Sword, with a flower and a sword in his hand, Li Yikun only said one sentence to his subordinates when he stepped down: "Her flowers are poisonous." This woman has a beautiful appearance, but her heart is as ruthless as a poisonous scorpion, Yin Hualei only feels a chill on his back, he doesn't want to gamble, but he doesn't dare to gamble.

Su Yinghan seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "That's it, let's make a bet, if you win, I'll give you five thousand taels of silver, and if you lose, you just need to agree to my request." ”

"Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei was stunned again and asked, "What kind of requirements are you?"

"Leave Chen Fengjiao, since you don't want to have a result with her, don't pester people anymore, this request is not too much, right?"

Yin Hualei didn't expect Su Yinghan to make this request, this request is very excessive, "Qin Saint" Chen Fengjiao is a generation of beauty, and he has affection for him, although he is a falling flower and deliberately ruthless, but he really wants to separate them, "Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei is unwilling in his heart, so he shook his head and said he disagreed.

Su Ying smiled coldly and said: "You are Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing east day and night. She is a spring heart, an inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray. This is what Chen Fengjiao said, an inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray, how much melancholy and frustration are contained in it, how much melancholy can a woman's youth be, can she withstand such a toss from you? Yin Hualei, if you are still a man, you should know when it is best to let go. ”

Yin Hualei also sneered and said: "It is said that the palace master of the 'Jiangnan Flower Palace' Su Yinghan has a long flower and moon appearance, but his heart is as ruthless as a poisonous scorpion, it doesn't seem to be the case today, is your heart still very kind, what is the purpose of being willing to shout and complain for Feng Jiao?"

"No, because I'm also a woman, I know the entanglement of lovesickness and the distress of waiting, this kind of unintentional struggle for spring, and the jealousy of the group. Scattered into mud and dust, I am afraid that in the end, even the incense will disappear. Isn't it sad? ”

"Poetry Saint" Yin Hualei nodded: "You persuaded me, to tell the truth, the only woman I have ever loved in my life is Chen Fengjiao, I will not give up, today I will go to explain to her, choose a day to marry her, I will do what I say."

"Flower Fairy" Su Yinghan also nodded and said: "Of course I believe you, so I lost my bet today, this is five thousand taels of silver, you take it, even if I bless the gift money of the two of you." ”

Su Yinghan handed the silver ticket to Yin Hualei and walked away. Leaving the "poet saint" Yin Hualei standing in a daze, as if he had just had a dream. (To be continued......)