Chaos on the temples: You can't escape if you provoke treacherous ministers

Chapter 337 Calling Grandpa

"If you don't have money, do you? Kneel down and call grandpa if you don't have money!"

Liu Yunxiang followed the beggars to the gambling house, just as he saw this scene, Yan Mu was surrounded by several young men. They wore the same style of clothes, with white narrow-sleeved bunts on the outside, a purple-gold short-sleeved jacket on the outside, and a belt around the waist. He wears a black belt, a red and black forehead, and his hair is combed high and tied into a ponytail.

These people surrounded Yan Mu, all of them were arrogant, with mocking smiles on their faces.

One of them was tall and fat, stretched out his thick hand like a bear's paw, and pushed Yan Mu.

"Hey, look at your bear, aren't you the god of war? Bragging?"

As soon as these words came out, the others also laughed in agreement.

"If he is lucky enough to win a few battles, he thinks he is great. If he is really capable, he will not end up in such a situation!"

"Dogs have their own dens, he is even worse than dogs!"

"He is so down and out, he definitely won't be able to come up with 1 taels of silver, so hurry up and kneel down and call him grandpa!"

"It's okay to bark like a dog!"

But Yan Mu just lowered his eyes and looked indifferent. When pushed by the bear, he staggered back a few steps, looking like he was being trampled by others.Seeing him being angry, Liu Yunxiang wanted to step forward immediately.

The beggar hurriedly stopped her, "These are all from the martial arts hall, and they are all the children of officials."

In other words, they can't be messed with.

Liu Yunxiang looked at these people, they were all young and strong, if they forced themselves, they would really suffer.She took a deep breath, and took out a stack of banknotes from her bosom to give to the beggar.

The beggar said that Yan Mu lost 1 taels, and she just went to the bank to get it.

It's okay to lose money, she just can't bear to be angry with Yan Mu.

The beggar took the banknote, squeezed past Yan Mu, first bowed and smiled at those people ingratiatingly, and gave the banknote to Yan Mu in their disgust.

"Your Highness Seventh, we bought the iron chips from Jingchuan Garden, please return them quickly." As he spoke, the beggar pretended to wipe away his tears.

What he said was so miserable, but these people were amused.

Yan Mu took the banknote and put it on the table, then looked up at everyone, "Let's gamble again."

The tall and fat man paused with a smile, "What are you talking about? You still want to gamble?"

Yan Mu drooped his eyelids, too lazy to say another word.

The tall fat man laughed, and looked at the people next to him: "You heard me, he still wants to gamble, I didn't force him to do this!"

The others also laughed, laughing at Yan Mu's stupidity, laughing that he didn't have a long memory and deserved to lose so badly.

"Add me one!"

"I bet on it too!"

"I don't care about these taels of silver, but I want to join in the fun. I will bet with Han Liu."

The tall fat man, that is, Han Jiache, the sixth son of the Minister of Military Affairs, smiled and looked at Yan Mu, "But in case the 1 taels lose again, how can you pay for the 1 taels you owed me earlier?"

Yan Mu raised his head, and floated three words: "My life."

Han Liu was taken aback, and the others were also taken aback.

"Oh, your cheap life is really not worth 1 taels, and I don't want to take it. How about it, you have already limped a left leg. If you lose again, I will break your right arm, one left and one right, It must be very funny. Then you knelt down and called grandpa, crawled from the gambling house to the street, and climbed back to your Jingchuan Garden, dare you?"

When the beggar heard this, his scalp tightened, "This is too much to play."

At the moment, he thought that he would have to live in the past, and just pay the money and leave.

But this time, Liu Yunxiang held him back.

"What are you pulling me for?"

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu, and said silently, "I think he has something in mind."

"He doesn't have a clear mind, what spectrum can he have?"

"I trust him."

The beggar couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "You must be stupid too!"

Yan Mu stood there, even though his clothes were dirty and his hair was disheveled, he had an extraordinary feeling. Since everyone around him laughed, he was above all living beings, neither sad nor happy.

After these people had laughed enough, he asked: "Then you lost?"

Yinde and these people couldn't stop laughing at one sentence.

"What a big tone, you have lost dozens of games in a row!"

"You still want to win? There's no such thing as a dream, right?"

"Haha, you are really stupid!"

Han Liu smiled enough and waved at the others, then looked at Yan Mu, "Well, if I lose, you won't have to pay back the 1 taels before, I'll kneel down for you, and I'll call you Grandpa, let me bark like a dog, okay?"

As he said this, he amused himself again.

"I can't fucking lose!"

Others said one after another: "The money we bet is all yours!"

Yan Mu nodded, "Let's start then."

Simply bet big or small, and the dice shaker from the gambling house stepped forward and put three dice into the bamboo tube. After a fancy shake, the bamboo tube was turned upside down on the table, and then others bet one after another.

Han Liu has been betting small all the time, and this time it is the same. Others followed him in betting small.

The beggar sighed and said: "Dongchang was in charge of investigating a murder case in a gambling house. At that time, Lao Qi was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He was lurking in the casino and learned to gamble by osmosis. We don't understand it anyway, but he won. Much, lose little."

He was already a beggar at that time, and these were what the foster father told him when talking and laughing.

He still remembered the pride of an old father on the face of his adoptive father whenever he talked about Lao Qi. He always felt that his adoptive father was using other foster sons, but he was sincerely kind to Lao Qi.

I don't want to, it's really terrible when I break up.

Liu Yunxiang didn't know that Yan Mu could still gamble, "Then are you still worried?"

"But losing dozens of games in a row, it's obvious that the opponent is cheating!" The beggar scratched his head and said angrily.

Liu Yunxiang understood, but looking at Yan Mu again, he yawned when everyone was holding their breath.

Liu Yunxiang laughed, "Yan Mu won."

"what?"

When the bamboo tube was opened, there were dozens of small spots, but this time it turned out to be big.

And it's still three sixes!
Everyone, including the one who rolled the dice, was dumbfounded.

"Impossible!" Han Liu's eyes widened, and he stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the dice shaker, "What's going on?"

The man shook his head hurriedly, "I don't know the small one, it's clearly a small dot..."

He said he slipped his mouth, and quickly covered his mouth.

The beggar blinked, then became ecstatic, and hurried forward to collect the banknotes on the table, "We won, sorry, offended, don't get angry, it won't happen."

Yan Mu looked at Han Liu and said calmly, "Kneel down and call Grandpa."

Han Liu's face turned blue, "I don't accept it, let's play again!"

"Not coming."

"Come again!"

"You want to play tricks?"

Han Liu slapped the table with his bear-like big hand, and said with a bang, "I'm just cheating, you think..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Mu flashed up to him very quickly and grabbed one of his arms.

"Calling Grandpa or Broken Arm?"

"You... ah!"

As Yan Mu's strength increased, Han Liu broke out in cold sweat from the pain.

He hurriedly rushed to the compartment and shouted: "Third brother, save me!"

At the same time as he spoke, a person turned around and struck Yan Mu's back with a palm.This palm, wrapped in the wind, hitting the person's back will definitely cause serious internal injuries.

But Liu Yunxiang could not help but tighten his heart when he saw who was coming.

(End of this chapter)