Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 271 Zhu Biao and Hu Xinyue are both obsessed with it
Chapter 271 Zhu Biao and Hu Xinyue are both obsessed with it

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang unceremoniously stuffing mahjong into the sack one by one, he also reminded Song Li to go ahead and not leave anything behind, as Zhu Yuanzhang would be unable to play with a few cards missing.

Mr. Hu was absolutely speechless!

No!

You are an emperor after all!

Can you save some face for yourself?
Logically speaking, shouldn't you be the one to get some reward for yourself as a minister?
Why do you come here to eat and play with me, but then you have to take a few things with you before leaving?

The key thing is, damn it, this old boy is still confident and not at all embarrassed!
It’s so speechless!
Fortunately, Mr. Hu told the carpenter in advance how many extra pairs he had.

Not only those made of red sandalwood, but also those made of other jade stones are also made.

In this way, there is no delay in continuing to play cards at home.

However, I still feel a little bit resentful.

A dignified emperor would come to a courtier's house to show off nothing but take a bunch of things with him.

Pooh!
Old thief!

Forget it, don't think about that old boy.

If he had the time, he thought he might as well grab his concubines and continue playing cards.

After Mr. Hu figured it out, he took out a new pair of mahjong from the carpenter, and then asked him to make a few more pairs.

Then he turned around and strolled to the backyard.

It just so happens that all the concubines who have experienced the charm of Mahjong have actually been waiting for a long time.

What else is there to say? Let’s start the fight!

As for what it means to be on a job, to be on duty, to be a fart, to be a fool.

Even the emperor doesn't care about him anymore, who is qualified to care about him?

Fart as much as you like, no one can stop him from continuing to play mahjong!

Zhu Yuanzhang, who left Hu Mansion, returned all the way to the palace.

If it were in the past, at this time, he would have returned to Jinshen Palace and started to deal with daily political affairs.

But after arriving at the Jinshen Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang instinctively felt a sense of irritation when he looked at the pile of memorials on the imperial case.

His grandma's, we have obviously become emperors.

How come you end up working as hard as you did when you were herding sheep for landlord Liu's family?
Just thinking about Zhu Yuanzhang makes him feel that he is outrageous.

The key is that he has been living this kind of life for several years.

For a moment, Zhu Yuanzhang felt particularly irritable.

Turning to look at Song Li, who was still carrying the "trophies" he had brought back from Mr. Hu's house, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows.

"Song Li, go and call the prince and princess to Kunning Palace."

"Well, let's get a thousand copper coins over here!"

Song Li was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly calmed down his expression and arranged for the servant below to run errands.

As he had just returned from Hu Mansion with Zhu Yuanzhang, and played mahjong with Zhu Yuanzhang for most of the day.

Just hearing Zhu Yuanzhang say that he wanted to get a thousand copper coins, he knew clearly what the emperor wanted to do.

However, this was a bit too frightening for Song Li, who accompanied Zhu Yuanzhang in the Jinshen Palace day and night to deal with political affairs.

His Royal Highness actually doesn't go to work or deal with political affairs, so he wants to play mahjong with the Queen, Crown Prince, and Crown Princess?

Is this the emperor letting himself go?
However, Song Li honestly put all doubts in his heart.

As an old man in the palace, he knew clearly that if he saw or heard some things, it would be best to pretend he didn't see or hear them.

He just followed Zhu Yuanzhang as usual, like a shadow, and walked quickly towards Kunning Palace.

Of course, what was a little different from usual was that he had an extra sack on his back.

As soon as he entered Kunning Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang, who felt like he could start the mahjong battle again, rubbed his big hands excitedly and shouted loudly. "Queen, Queen, here we come!"

"Queen, come out quickly, something good is going to happen!"

Empress Ma walked out of the back hall quite speechlessly, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang with a speechless and resentful expression.

"Chongba, what are you making a fuss about?"

Zhu Yuanzhang simply pretended not to hear Queen Ma's anger and laughed.

"Let's send someone to call Biao'er and Yue'er!"

"Song Li, you go and arrange the tables, chairs and benches first, you know!"

Song Li nodded quickly when he heard this, put the things aside and went to make arrangements.

Others had no idea what Zhu Yuanzhang was going to do. Only Song Li, who had personally participated in it, knew exactly what the "war" would require.

These all need to be arranged by him.

Seeing Song Li go about his business, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Queen Ma with a smile and said.

"We went out for a walk today when we were in the mood, and accidentally wandered into Weiyong's house."

"Good guy, this old boy knows how to live a good life!"

"No wonder he is not willing to work as an errand in the Yamen!"

"After we watched and learned, and then played a few games, we no longer wanted to stay in Jinshen Hall to continue watching the memorial."

"No, we got the things back. When Biao'er and Yue'er arrive later, our family of four can play!"

"It just so happens that you don't have to continue sewing or embroidering when you are bored on weekdays. This is much more fun than those things of yours!"

Listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's triumphant words, Empress Ma complained with a bit of laughter.

"No, Chongba, you went to Weiyong's house, ate and played, and even brought back people's things?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked calm.

"So what?"

"We are all a bunch of old brothers who have seen something interesting. We, the commander-in-chief and the emperor, are just going along for the ride. What's wrong?"

"At worst, we can just ask the craftsmen in the palace to make a better one and return it!"

"Hey, Biao'er and Yue'er are here, just in time. Queen, let's get started and teach you!"

Zhu Biao and Hu Xinyue hurriedly entered the palace gate before they had time to salute and say hello.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was eager to play cards, stopped him and pulled him to the card table in confusion.

Looking at the unfamiliar little square in front of them, and then listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's endless explanation of the rules of mahjong, Zhu Biao and Hu Xinyue looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Especially Zhu Biao was speechless.

Is this still his workaholic father?

Why did you become so obsessed with this thing?

Isn't this thing just a gambling tool similar to a horse crane?

Why is it so attractive?

However, after Zhu Biao figured out the rules and played two rounds himself, he realized it!
This is interesting!

It has to be said that Zhu Biao is worthy of being Zhu Yuanzhang's son, and that damn desire to win and lose that he inherited immediately appeared.

He always felt that his father was wise and mighty, but he always felt that he was not as good as his father in every aspect.

Now it seems pretty good to be able to beat my father in this mahjong game.

But, he just didn't understand something.

Mr. Hu, why do you come up with such fun things?
(End of this chapter)