Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed across Chang'an's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He deliberately said, "It's very tempting, but I don't have that much capital. What should I do?"
"I want Brother Le Kang's hand."
Everyone present was surprised when they heard this. Since the opening of Gambling Pavilion two years ago, no blood had ever been seen in this place.
After hearing this, the servant of the Gambling Pavilion immediately went to invite Mr. Yu.
"Mr. Gu," Old Yu stopped him, "We don't play like this in Gambling Pavilion. This is against the rules."
"Rules are made by people." Gu Shirong said impatiently, "How come you, old man, don't know how to adapt?"
"Without rules, there will be no order." Old Yu's tone hardened. "As the eldest son of the general, he should understand this principle better than an old man like me."
Chang'an said nothing, just looked at Old Yu with a hint of disgust in his eyes, and Gu Shirong with a face full of dissatisfaction.
"So what?" Gu Shirong asked seriously.
Old Yu refused to give in. "Mr. Gu, even if I die today, I won't let you set a precedent here."
Chang An patted Old Yu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I don't think we'll see blood here today. Besides, I'm not that unlucky. Could it be that God has cut off my hand when I first arrived here? No, I've always had good luck."
Chang'an has been waiting for Gu Shirong here for such a long time, so how could he let others destroy it?
At this time, Yu Laopie saw a man in a silver mask on the second floor nodding at him respectfully.
Following Elder Yu's actions, everyone present looked towards the man on the second floor. He was wearing a long red robe and a mask made of pure silver, with only two eyes and a mouth exposed. "Since they are willing, let them do it."
As he spoke, he came down from upstairs, "But the rules cannot be broken.
In my place, if I say there will be no bloodshed, then there will be no bloodshed. If there are any grudges that get out of my Gambling Pavilion, that’s your own business.”
Gu Shirong looked at Changan, "Do you dare?"
"Okay." Chang'an looked directly at Gu Shirong, his face filled with helplessness. "After all, I'm a member of the royal family of the Southern Kingdom. How can I let a mere soldier bully me? What are the rules?"
Gu Shirong looked confident, "The simplest one is the point size."
"Boring!" the silver-faced man said, "How about I set the rules?"
"Okay. It's most appropriate for the owner of the Gambling Pavilion to set the rules." No one knew who said this, but after the words were spoken, everyone around agreed.
Gu Shirong and Chang'an nodded in agreement.
The silver-faced man looked at Old Yu and ordered, "Bring out the dice I treasure."
Yu Lao followed his advice. The silver-faced man continued, "As the saying goes, the best things in the world are not durable, like scattered clouds and fragile glass. I have six dice made of glass. They are exquisite, delicate, and fragile."
At this time, Old Yu came over with a black brocade box in his hand, placed it directly in the middle of the table, and opened it.
Inside are five glass dice of different colors.
"Rules." The silver-faced man raised his red lips, his phoenix eyes raised, and his gaze swept from Gu Shirong's face to Chang'an, "Of these five dice, the purple one must be on top, and the other dice must not be exposed. Most importantly, not a single one can be broken.
Whoever has the most points at the end wins! If you two have the same points, it's a win-win situation. I will each pay 1,000 taels of gold.
Of course, if neither of you can meet my above conditions, you will each pay me one thousand taels of gold."
This rule is no longer based on luck. If you want to win, you have to rely on your strength.
"Aren't you being difficult?" Gu Shirong frowned. "Let's not talk about anything else. Just say this: not a single one of them can be broken. That's impossible."
"Haha! So what if I'm making things difficult for you? I'm the boss here, huh?" An unintentional smile was filled with sarcasm.
"...You." Gu Shirong felt like he was in a difficult situation.
He looked at Changan, "Brother Lekang, what do you think?"
"It doesn't matter." Chang'an pretended to be ignorant, "I'll listen to Brother Gu."
Young Master Yin curled his lips and looked at Chang'an with interest. At this moment, he actually had a very strong desire, which was to watch this young man named Le Kang play dice.
At this moment, he couldn't wait any longer, "Let's start!"
Gu Shirong looked at the man named Le Kang in front of him. He had a calm expression on his face and his eyes were calm.
Suddenly, he thought of the sharp Chang'an from yesterday. He couldn't explain why, but he felt that they were very similar.
"Are you stupid?" Gu Shirong shouted angrily, "What I want is your hand."
"I know." Chang'an still had a smile on his face, and he spoke calmly and slowly, "So... there's no need for you to be so anxious, Master Gu."
"Okay." Gu Shirong really thought that this guy was stupid. "As expected of him being a relative of that loser Chang'an, they both have problems with their brains."
Young Master Yin immediately attacked Gu Shirong, "You and that loser are from the same family."
"..." Gu Shirong glared and picked up the dice clock that had been prepared. "I'll go first."
After saying that, the dice had already entered the dice clock.
He used his internal force, and Chang'an heard that the collision between the dice and the bell was not violent, and even had a gentle feeling.
Looking up at Gu Shirong again, there was already sweat on his face and forehead. It seemed that this kind of control was very cautious and very strenuous for him.
When the dice clock fell, everyone seemed to be holding their breath. Gu Shirong carefully took away the dice clock.
Five dice are placed in a row, the smallest number is one, and it is red.
This also means losing! For Gu Shirong, as long as he can't roll the purple dice, he loses.
But compared to who he lost to, Gu Shirong naturally would not be willing to lose to this person from the Southern Kingdom Royal Family.
It was Chang'an's turn. The dice entered the bell, and the rhythm of her shaking was completely different from Gu Shirong's.
The collision of the dice with the bell was so violent that one could actually hear the sound of all the dice breaking.
The people on the side started pointing and talking. In their hearts, this outsider had already lost.
Chang'an remained calm and glanced at Yin Chujiu. He saw that his eyes were slightly closed, but his ears were indeed moving.
Want to hear the story inside the dice clock? I'm afraid it's not that easy.
The strength in Chang'an's hand changed, and Yin Chujiu immediately opened his eyes and turned to look at Gu Chang'an. There was some doubt in his eyes, and a hint of appreciation that he himself was not aware of.
However, there was a faint smile on Chang'an's lips from beginning to end, as if what they were playing between them was just an insignificant game, not his own hand.
It settled, and the dice clock was picked up, and it turned purple.
"Thank you, Brother Gu." Le Kang smiled. "With a little more luck, just a little more, it will be enough to beat you."
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