God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 38

Duhe directly chooses the lottery.

Ding!
"Congratulations to the host, I got a deck of playing cards!"

pat.

A very ordinary deck of playing cards appeared in Du He's hands.

Du He picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was exactly the same as the poker cards he would play when he was five years old.

He couldn't help but sighed: "It seems that the system also knew that I was bored in this palace, so it even drew a deck of cards for me."

Spreading out the cards one by one, Du He tried to shuffle the cards, and the crisp sound seemed to bring Du He back to the past.

With playing cards, of course it is impossible to play alone.

With whom to play, this is a big question?

Zhao Yang, definitely not, this guy is Li Er's absolute follower, he will never do anything other than help Li Er.

Li Chengqian from the East Palace?Du He was very familiar with him before, but now he just wants to stay away from that guy.

There are a few princes who have a good relationship, but unfortunately, the scope of my activities is only around the Tai Chi Hall and the East Neiyuan.

Thinking of Dong Neiyuan, Du He immediately thought of the lonely old man who caught not fish.

"The old man is in a panic when he sees it, why don't you find him!"

As he said that, Du He didn't even bother to say hello to Zhao Yang, and went directly to the lake in Dongneiyuan with his playing cards.

On the way, he met Wen Buren again.

"Oh, where is Mr. Wen going for a walk?" Du He greeted him with a smile.

Wen Buren's face darkened.

He sits in a wheelchair and pushes the wheels with both hands.

Is this really a walk?
He really wanted to teach Du He a lesson, but he was also worried that the guard next to Du He would suddenly appear.

So, he simply turned his head away, expressing that he didn't want to talk to Du He.

Du He raised the poker cards in his hand, and said, "Mr. Wen, it's boring to be idle, how about going to fight landlords?"

Wen Buren looked confused: "What is Fighting the Landlord?"

Du He said with a smile: "It's just a game, a game for three people. Yesterday I saw an old man fishing by the lake. Although that guy was nagging and ghostly, it was still interesting. Why don't we go To tease him?"

Wen Buren asked curiously: "The old man you are talking about is wearing a blue coarse cloth and plain clothes? The one who sits by the lake fishing and doesn't leave when the basket is full?"

Du He nodded nonchalantly: "That's right, it's him. I just wanted to beat him up when I saw him. He's so fucking pretentious. He's even more pretentious than me, Du He."

puff.

When Wen Buren heard this, he almost vomited blood.

"You call him an old man? You still want to beat him... Du He, you... Forget it, I won't tell you, so as not to scare you to death!" Wen Buren looked at Du He with a half-smile.

Du He didn't care about this, he personally pushed Wen Buren to the lake.

Sure enough, the old man was still fishing by the lake.

Du He would even think that this old man was born in fishing all his life, otherwise why would he like fishing so much?

Du He stepped forward and said loudly: "Old man, stop fishing. You can't finish fishing in the loneliness of this lake. You thought you were Jiang Taigong. You can still be a prime minister when you are 81 years old, so don't be brave. Come on, let's fight the landlords, now two are missing one."

The old man turned around, the light in his eyes flashed away.

Wen Buren hurriedly wanted to salute, but was stopped by the old man with a wave of his hand.

When the old man saw Du He, he laughed and said, "Jiang Taigong will take the bait for those who wish to fish, but this old man can't. No one is willing to take the bait except the fish."

"What a hook and a fish, what a waste of mood, hurry up, Dou Di Zhu, two are missing one!"

As Du He said, he stepped forward and took the fishing rod from the old man's hand, threw it aside, and then forcibly pulled the old man to the center of the pavilion next to him.

There is a table in the center of the pavilion, but there are no stools.

Du He simply went to the lake and brought some fairly square stones, and put them down to serve as stools.

Seeing Du He sitting on the stone with a golden knife, Wen Buren and the old man were surprised.

The old man asked with a smile: "Boy of the Du family, your father is well-versed in poetry and books, and knows etiquette well. Is that how he taught you?"

Du He curled his lips: "Whether you like to sit or not, this young master is so comfortable. If you two like to sit on your knees, then sit. Of course, Mr. Wen is in a wheelchair, it doesn't count! Old man, a bitch is hypocritical. Why don't you just kneel by the lake, why do you talk about etiquette when you get to the table?"

The old man laughed: "I like this temper!"

As he spoke, he sat down on the stone, and said, "It's really comfortable to sit like this!"

Then, Du He took out the playing cards and placed them on the table.

"Next, let me introduce to you two how to play Doudizhu!"

Du He explained it two or three times, and the old man and Wen Buren were familiar with it.

Then Du He pointed to the old man and said: "Old man, first, you come to be the master, and we will fight against you."

The old man stroked his beard and asked curiously: "I know about games, but who is this landlord?"

After working for a long time, the old man still didn't understand the connotation of the landlord.

After all, the concept of fighting landlords was not popularized until later generations.

Du He thought for a while and said, "Let's put it simply. The landlord is the richest and most powerful person in the world. As for the others, just fight him. After fighting him, you can get his money."

The old man pondered: "Then isn't the landlord the emperor?"

Du He nodded: "That's right, the emperor is the biggest landlord in the world."

When the old man heard it, he was happy: "Hahaha, Doudizhu, I like it. Come on, let's fight the landlord today. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that the emperor can also be fought. It's so interesting."

Wen Buren was terrified when he heard the conversation between the old man and Du He.

He secretly said in his heart: "Oh my god, these two can really talk. If His Majesty knows this, it will be a crime of beheading."

Soon, the first round of Landlords began.

Although the old man is a landlord, he took three more cards, and there was a big king and a little king, but he was not familiar with the discussion, so he was finally defeated by Du He.

"Oh, fighting landlords is interesting and fun, even more fun than fishing!" the old man said happily.

Du He pointed at the old man: "You lose, you have to accept punishment!"

"What punishment?"

Du He took out a piece of paper, tore off a strip, and handed it to the old man: "You lose, put some saliva on your face. This is the punishment for losing!"

Seeing this, Wen Buren was so excited that he wanted to stop Du He's behavior, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

The old man took it cheerfully, followed Du He's instructions, and stuck his saliva on his left cheek.

Du He picked up the playing cards and shuffle them.

This move shocked both the old man and Wen Buren.

The old man said enviously: "When will the old man be able to practice to this level?"

Du He shook his head, and said in a blow: "You can't do it. You are old, your hands and feet are not flexible, and your brain is not working well. Mr. Wen can do it, after all, he is a martial artist."

The old man's face was full of helplessness, he... he was considered a character after all, but it was really embarrassing to be hit like this by Du He.

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