Chapter 239 Not interested!
Lan Zhenrong whispered, "I am the Marquis of Wuguo Marquisate. If you help me win, I will definitely reward you later." There were both threats and temptations in his words. It was obvious that this Marquis was deeply involved in the gambling game and could not extricate himself.
Lan Xiyue, facing Lan Zhenrong's threats and inducements, let a cold smile play on her face. She thought to herself, "You want to use your status to pressure me? Fine, I'll make you, the Marquis, a laughingstock."
So, she opened her voice fearlessly and shouted, "Hey, hey! The Marquis of Wuguo's Mansion has come to Yuming Casino to gamble! Everyone, look over here! The Marquis has lost miserably! How dare you, Mingyu Casino, even win the Marquis of Wuguo's Mansion's money? You're courting death! Tomorrow, the Marquis will bring his servants and guards to raid your Mingyu Casino."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire gambling house fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Zhenrong.
Lan Zhenrong's face turned dark in an instant. He didn't expect Lan Xiyue to be so bold. He had already revealed his identity, but he still dared to do this.
He lowered his voice and threatened: "Keep your voice down."
However, Lan Xiyue seemed not to hear it, and deliberately raised her voice and continued yelling.
Lan Zhenrong's face looked so ugly that it looked like water could drip out of it, and his clenched fists revealed his inner anger.
The gamblers in the gambling house stopped what they were doing and looked at the marquis who was usually high and mighty, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Hey! I heard that the storehouse of the Marquis of Wuguo's Mansion was robbed. Could it be that the Marquis of Wuguo can't make ends meet? So the dignified Marquis also wants to come to the gambling house to make a fortune?" A man in coarse clothes said loudly, with a bit of joking in his words.
"You're right, brother, you've got the truth. I was at the same table with him just now, and the great marquis lost three hundred taels and was broke, so he even borrowed five thousand taels from the manager of the gambling house. However, our Marquis Wu's luck is not very good, and he lost most of the five thousand taels he borrowed!" another gambler echoed, his face full of gloating expression.
"Then the Wuguo Marquisate will be in even worse trouble!" someone sighed, his tone full of sympathy and regret.
"Huh? Have you all forgotten? The Marquis of Wuguo's Mansion and the Duke of Huguo's Mansion are in-laws. Why doesn't the Duke of Huguo's Mansion care?" A gambler who seemed to be in the know raised the question.
"Tsk~ What do you know! Haven't you heard the latest news? The wife of the Marquis of Wuguo is dead, the daughter born to the wife is also dead, and the second son is not far from death. The Duke of Huguo's Mansion will definitely blame the Marquis of Wuguo for not protecting his youngest daughter, granddaughter and grandson! Even the eldest son born to the late wife had his legs broken. Do you think the Duke of Huguo's Mansion will blame our Marquis of Wuguo?" A mysterious gambler said sarcastically.
"Oh! Don't say it, it's really tragic. The two daughters of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion died young after marrying into the Marquis of Wuguo's Mansion. Marquis Wuguo is really unlucky with his wives. It would be strange if the old Duke of Huguo could like Marquis Wuguo."
Lan Zhenrong couldn't stand it any longer. He roared, "Shut up! Did you lowly people talk about me?"
This roar not only failed to scare everyone, but instead caused even greater waves.
Lan Xiyue sneered, "Oh my! Your Majesty, you have such great authority! We are low-class people, so why are you coming to a place where low-class people come? Isn't that lowering your status?"
"That's right, the Marquis is so great. He acts so noble just by coming to the gambling house." Someone in the crowd echoed.
These voices came like a tide, and Lan Zhenrong's face turned red, as if it was burned by fire. He waved his sleeves and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the manager of Mingyu Casino.
The manager was a middle-aged man with a kind face but a shrewd gleam in his eyes.
He chuckled, his voice tinged with a hint of joking, "Marquis Wu, our Mingyu Casino has a rule: anyone who borrows money from Mingyu Casino and doesn't pay it back within three days will have their money doubled. If the principal and interest aren't repaid within a month, their money will be doubled again, and so on. My Lord, please pay back the 5,000 taels within three days, otherwise it will be 10,000 taels."
These words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Lan Zhenrong stunned. He stared at the steward with wide eyes in disbelief, his voice trembling, "Are you robbing me?"
The steward still had a smile on his face. "My Lord, we in Mingyu Tower have our own rules. You can't break the rules just because you're the Marquis."
Someone in the crowd smirked and said, "That's right. If you don't want to pay the interest, why don't you just pay back the principal within three days?"
These words, like a sharp dagger, pierced Lan Zhenrong's heart. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and humiliation in his heart, and snorted coldly, "I'll send you five thousand taels in three days." Without looking back, he left Mingyu Casino, leaving behind only a lonely and embarrassed figure.
"Goodbye, Lord Marquis!" The steward's voice sounded behind Lan Zhenrong, with a hint of sarcasm.
Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, the other gamblers withdrew their gazes and continued to gamble.
Lan Zhenrong walked out of Mingyu Casino and stood at the door, staring at the magnificent sign with a sharp gaze, anger flashing in his eyes. When had he been ridiculed and talked about by some untouchables? It was all because of that brat's loud shouting just now. Damn it!
Lan Zhenrong looked at the two servants beside him and said through gritted teeth, "Wait here until that brat comes out and brings him to me."
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In Mingyu Casino, the gamblers who were at the same table with Lan Xiyue came forward and surrounded him, looking at Lan Xiyue with fanatical eyes. A middle-aged man said, "Young master, you are really good at gambling! If you play again, your brothers will be able to win more by following you!" They surrounded Lan Xiyue, greed and desire flashing in their eyes.
Lan Xiyue secretly complained in her heart: No wonder some people lose everything in gambling and sell their children. Look at how greedy they are. It's really like a snake swallowing an elephant.
She had just taken advantage of the gap in her sleeves to quietly put the silver bills she had won into the space.
Feeling the increasingly strong smell of sweat and noise in the air, Lan Xiyue felt annoyed. She didn't want to play anymore and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the manager.
"Sir, our master invites you to come upstairs for a chat." The steward's face was full of smiles, but his words did not allow for refusal.
Lan Xiyue raised her eyebrows and thought to herself: You won’t let me leave even if I win?
Lan Xiyue's expression remained calm, and she just glanced at the gamblers who had just surrounded her and complimented her.
Seeing this, the gamblers all dispersed.
"Lead the way."
Upon hearing this, the steward immediately bowed and led the way, taking Lan Xiyue through the bustling crowd and up the stairs to the second floor.
The private room on the second floor forms a sharp contrast with the hustle and bustle of the first floor.
When they arrived at a private room on the second floor, the steward extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
"Please come in, sir."
Lan Xiyue walked in. As soon as she entered, the housekeeper closed the door outside and stood guard at the door.
Lan Xiyue looked at the man with his back to her in the room, "Is this the master of Mingyu Tower?" Lan Xiyue speculated in her heart. Looking at the back, she always felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.
At this moment, the man slowly turned around, and when their eyes met, Lan Xiyue's mouth twitched slightly.
"Oh my god, he's an acquaintance!" Lan Xiyue exclaimed in her heart. She never expected to meet Mo Yifan here.
But Mo Yifan didn't recognize Lan Xiyue. He sat down and stretched out his hand, "Sit down."
Lan Xiyue sat down without hesitation.
"I heard that you won every time you bet, and my banker lost so much that he dared not continue?" Mo Yifan's words were full of ridicule and curiosity. He was obviously surprised by Lan Xiyue's gambling skills.
"And then?" Lan Xiyue's tone was calm and indifferent.
Mo Yifan was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Then, you still have the nerve to ask then? But, that's not the main point. The main point is, I want to win you over. What do you think? Work under me, and I guarantee you will enjoy endless wealth and glory."
“Not interested!”
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