Chapter 18: Gambling House, where did this fake guy come from? Let me take a closer look...
Jiang Yueying couldn't understand why someone would go to the Ministry of Justice to eat prison food. Was he cursing herself?
Ordinary people avoid this as much as possible, and the royal family should be even more taboo about it.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince obviously did not think so. He just wanted to dismiss the chef from the Ministry of Justice and let the death row prisoners have a full meal before going on their way.
"Xie Yuting, can you do something serious all day long?"
"Eating is a serious matter. It is not only a serious matter but also a big matter."
If you can eat it, you are right.
Jiang Yueying gave up trying to reason with the person who was making unreasonable arguments.
"You're useless."
She rubbed her brows, unable to express the sorrow in her heart. Xie Yuting was so casual that it was harder than climbing to heaven to make him work hard. Was she destined to be buried with him?
After struggling in the cold palace for more than ten years, Jiang Yueying sacrificed her sister's life in one night. It was hard for her not to feel resentful.
I haven't even met my biological uncle, haven't found out the cause of my wet nurse's death, and haven't even kowtowed before her mother's tablet. How can I be willing to accept this...
As I thought about it, thousands of grievances surged in my heart and my eyes turned slightly red.
A slight coolness caressed the corners of her eyes, and she rubbed them with her fingertips. Xie Yuting smiled and said, "Princess, why are you crying?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yueying was shocked and quickly put on a stern face, hiding the vulnerability that had inadvertently appeared, and said viciously: "Why are you crying? I'm just angry at you."
"What's there to be angry about? It's just because I had a meal in prison." Xie Yuting suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "How about I take you to eat together next time?"
“…”
Eat, eat, eat, until you’re full.
“Eat it yourself,” Jiang Yueying glared at him.
Jiang Yueying wanted to pull her hand back, but Xie Yuting held on to it like a crab claw, pinching her hand, looking it up and down, rubbing and pressing it.
"What's wrong with you again?"
Xie Yuting studied the scars on her hands and said, "Since you're not going to use a whip anymore, why not get these chilblains healed?"
Jiang Yueying's hands were very white, slender and clean, but unfortunately the blue and blue chilblains on them were extremely stubborn, destroying their original beauty. They felt a little rough to the touch, and were far less smooth than her forearms.
How can scars from years of wear and tear be removed easily?
As far as she knew, the scars left by frostbite were difficult to heal completely, and there was no point in wasting that effort.
"It's not that easy to cure." She shook her head.
"I have some special medicine for wounds used in the military camp. It can even remove scars from piercing the shoulder blade. Princess, are you really not tempted?" Xie Yuting raised his eyebrows.
The prince's mother's family has been a military family for generations. Although they have been suppressed by Emperor Liang in recent years and many people can no longer go to the battlefield, there are naturally many good things left from the military camp.
If it is the medicine used in the military camp, it is possible that it can be cured.
It's impossible not to be moved. After all, frostbite is not only unsightly, but also extremely painful every winter. As winter is approaching, Jiang Yueying recalled the pain that was connected to her heart through her fingers, and shuddered inexplicably.
"Do you want it or not?"
Jiang Yueying was suspicious: "You are so kind today, don't you have other plans?"
"What bad intentions could I have? I just feel that your hands aren't soft enough or smooth enough to touch."
“…………”
What a rampant scoundrel, she cursed in her heart.
"I want the medicine, but you can't touch my hand." She pulled her hand back suddenly.
"How heartless..." Xie Yuting pouted.
Jiang Yueying packed up his calligraphy, carried a stack of papers and went out, ready to have dinner.
With a light click, Xie Yuting, who stayed in the study, closed the door and stood in front of the desk.
In the twilight, he dipped the brush in ink, raised his wrist and wrote with great speed. The words on the letter paper were elegant, vigorous and extraordinary. I guess many calligraphers and painters who are proud of their calligraphy would praise them upon seeing them.
He put the letter back into the envelope, took out a seal from the secret compartment at the bottom of the desk, stamped it, and called out softly.
The window suddenly opened, and Yu Lang flew in, answering, "What do you want, Your Highness?"
"Send this letter to my senior brother."
Yu Lang reached out to take it, his eyes filled with hesitation.
Xie Yuting raised his eyes: "Why are you so reluctant? Are you unwilling to send it off?"
"No, Your Highness, have you forgotten the bet you made with Senior Brother Zhou last time, that whoever sends the letter to the other first will be the dog?" Yu Lang pursed his lips and asked boldly, "Your Highness, do you want to be a dog?"
“…”
Xie Yuting: "Children should stay out of adult bets."
"Oh...I'll take my leave."
The sky is full of setting sun, the afterglow shines on the East Palace, the sun sets in the west, and the crescent moon quietly climbs up the eaves.
…
September passed quickly, and now the Prince of Liang and the Princess of Jiang have been married for more than a month.
Surprisingly, these two people lived in peace and harmony, and the Eastern Palace was peaceful and tranquil. Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not cause trouble and honestly reported to the Ministry of Justice for half a month.
It was so strange that the people who placed bets in the gambling house were beating their chests and stamping their feet. They thought they were going to win, but they lost everything without a penny left.
Only one mysterious individual made a killing. This individual, quite oddly, had visited various gambling houses in Kyoto and placed a series of unpopular bets, betting that the Crown Prince and Crown Princess would remain safe for a month. The gambling house owners all thought this individual had so much money to burn that he was willing to take such a long shot, with absolutely no chance of winning.
Unexpectedly, this fool won all the money in the end.
An old gambler sat in a tavern and regretted: "Alas, people make mistakes and horses stumble. From now on, I will never gamble on the affairs of the Eastern Palace again. No one can guess the Crown Prince's true intentions."
"You said he is so arrogant on weekdays, why didn't he quarrel with Princess Anyi?"
The barmaid next to him spat at him: "Serves you right! You gamblers are only good at squandering money. I've warned you that you'll fall sooner or later. Now you're so happy."
"I just don't know who that brat who made a fortune is. I'm so jealous." The old gambler took another sip of wine.
"I heard that the biggest gambling house in Kyoto hasn't given him the money yet, because the gamblers in the Minglei gambling house must go and pick up the banknotes in person. So if you hang out there every day, you might even get to see him."
The old gambler was stunned and very surprised: "Yes, boss lady, why didn't I think of it!" After speaking, he paid the silver and hurried out.
Ming Lei Du Fang is the first casino in Kyoto, located in the most prosperous area. It is extravagant and luxurious, and many high-ranking officials who love gambling love to come here for entertainment.
Recently, many gamblers have gathered in the gambling house. They all want to see the true face of the mysterious man, and they also want to see what abilities this lucky guy has and whether he dares to play a few rounds on the spot.
Nearing noon, the sleepy old gambler became impatient and decided to go home for a nap. Just as he was about to step out of the gambling house, a man in black wearing a conical hat passed by him.
The old gambler was stunned and hurriedly chased after him.
There are only two situations in which someone would wear a bamboo hat in a place like a gambling house. Either he is a well-known honest official who is afraid of being recognized, or he is someone who has won a lot of money and is afraid of being remembered and targeted.
He had a hunch that the person in front must be the mysterious man!
Sure enough, the man in the bamboo hat took out the receipt. The gambling house owner smiled and quickly handed over the big box. Needless to say, it was full of banknotes.
Everyone's eyes turned red as they watched. What a huge box! This was just the winnings from the gambling house. The onlookers counted on their fingers, and the more they counted, the more jealous they became.
Someone leaned over and asked, "Brother, what were you thinking at the time? Can you share your experience?"
The man in black picked up the box and said in a shrill, mysterious voice, "The secret cannot be revealed."
"So you expected this?"
"Yes, so these silver coins are what I deserve."
As soon as Xie Yuting entered the room, he heard the arrogant words. He was also wearing a conical hat, but he was wearing a more luxurious white brocade robe with narrow sleeves. Jiang Yueying, who was wearing a veil, was following him.
Looking at the man in black who was showing off in the middle of the crowd, Xie Yuting crossed his arms with a look of surprise on his face.
Jiang Yueying couldn't help but say: "It seems that your money has been taken away by someone else."
"How can this be possible!"
Xie Yuting strode through the crowd, grabbed the man in black by the scruff of the neck, and shouted, "Hey, where did this fake guy come from? Let me take a closer look."
When Jiang Yueying heard the word "fake", she shuddered instinctively and felt uneasy.
The word "fake" was too harsh, so she lowered her head silently.
I shouldn't have agreed to go out with Xie Yuting. Even asking for a prize caused so many problems.
The man in black, who was being strangled by the back of his neck, threw off his shackles and cursed: "Where did you come from, you little bastard, to dare to scold me!"
Xie Yuting snatched the banknote box from his hand and whistled: "Give it here, and return it to its rightful owner."
The man in black was anxious: "This is my victory!"
"Bah, shame on you," Xie Yuting said, looking at the casino owner. "Boss Liu, do you want to check the credentials in my hand?"
The onlookers became interested. Wow, what a big show! Everyone knew that the Ming gambling house had its own unique voucher tickets with seals on them, which made it impossible to counterfeit them.
But now there are two identical vouchers and bills. Which one is the fake one?
Boss Liu from the casino took the voucher from Xie Yuting with both hands, brought it close to his eyes to examine it carefully. Everyone held their breath, while the man in black raised his chin, his arrogance reaching the sky.
Jiang Yueying frowned. How come this guy is not afraid of being exposed at all? Who gives him the confidence?
Under countless gazes, Boss Liu slowly said, "Sorry, sir, the receipt in your hand is fake."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him gasped.
"Just now, I saw him dressed so elegantly, and I thought he was the mysterious man in the rumors. I didn't expect..."
"You're so bold! You actually dared to claim the money from Minglei Gambling House. Aren't you afraid of getting your legs broken?"
"He even brought a little beauty with him. How arrogant!"
Jiang Yueying frowned even deeper. What happened?
"Fake?" Xie Yuting sneered, "I can't believe you're such a shameless person, Boss Liu. You lie with your eyes open, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
"Come here, ask the troublemakers to leave." Boss Liu immediately called several burly men, who were ready to fight and surrounded Xie Yuting and Jiang Yueying.
Faced with a group of tall and strong men, Jiang Yueying was so frightened that her legs went weak. She no longer cared about pretending to be domineering and looked at Xie Yuting nervously. Fortunately, the other party was wearing a hat covering his face and could not see her vulnerability.
Dark shadows loomed, and a group of people gradually approached.
Xie Yuting shook his fan and said lightly: "Xiao Lang."
Just as he finished speaking, a fierce palm wind whizzed past, and the cold-faced young man in black clothes swung out with a scabbard in his hand. After a few bangs, all the strong men in the room fell to their knees.
From beginning to end, Yu Lang never even drew his sword.
Xie Yuting clapped his hands, hugged the stunned Jiang Yueying, and kissed her close to his face. He said loudly and pretentiously: "Look, my lady, our son is so amazing."
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