Imperial marriage

Chapter 27

It's midsummer in May.

As far as the situation in Lin'an is concerned, the weather is neither too cold nor too hot.

Recently, Wenchu ​​Inn has been quite lively.

There are rumors that ten days ago, a big man came to Ningdu, and he booked half of the inn. All the inns above the second floor are manned, and no one else can come in and out at will.

At first, everyone was curious about such a big man who made such a big deal, so once they got close to the street where Wenchu ​​Inn is located, they all behaved cautiously, and the people who lived here were some kind of extraordinary people.

Later, everyone finally felt that they were thinking too much.

The noise of one wave after another even covered up the rattling sound of rolling the dice.

"big big big!"

"Small! Small! Small!"

……

There was a moment of silence, only to hear one person's voice, "Big"

A hammer is fixed.

"Isn't it? Why did you win again?" A voice exploded, and everyone was shocked, and then heard a clearer and better male voice, "Is it mahjong or punching next?"

Everyone: "..."

On the first floor of Wenchu ​​inn, everyone shook their heads and sighed while eating: "Which family is this a prodigal son! When I go out, I rent out the venue, gamble, punch, mahjong, and Pai Gow. It takes three days." It's gone!" Obviously, you can hear what people are playing just by listening to the sound, so you can see that you are also an expert.

"It's Luo, I also had lunch here a few days ago, and the voice upstairs has never stopped!" There was another emotion with an unclear tone.

"Hey! What is this? I drank tea here three days ago. I drank it from morning to night for three days. Not only did I not stop upstairs, but I also gambled more and more fiercely."

"Hey! If only I could go up and gamble a couple of times, maybe I'll have enough money for this month's drinks."

One person replied, "Brother, don't make such unrealistic attention, you know? Just now, the one who said "Is mahjong or punching next" has never heard him lose since three days ago! You are going, I don't know how to deal with you!"

The drunkard retorted him: "Wrong, he lost, uh... three times, yes three times!"

The old man leaned towards him, his disdain undisguised, "That's not losing! Boy, you're still too young!"

drunkard"……"

West Wing Room on the Third Floor

Bai Xuan flipped through the book in his hand, and then flipped through the book in his hand.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Bai Xuan turned over another page of the book and said, "Come in."

Fang Lin pushed the door open and entered, and saw the person behind the desk flipping through a book, his expression seemed to be focused.Fang Lin glanced at the overturned book and swallowed.

The person behind the desk flipped through the book again and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Lin bent down and cupped his hands, "Reporting to Master, a guard came to apply just now, hoping to receive a month's salary in advance."

Bai Xuan raised his eyes to look at him, "I have to decide this kind of thing too? Just let him do it."

Fang Lin hesitated, "But..."

Bai Xuan continued to look at him, "But what?"

Seeing this, Fang Lin was dripping with cold sweat.Being looked at by Emperor Xuan like this, he felt nothing but pressure.

Gritting his teeth, Fang Lin simply said the whole thing.

"But all the guards have applied for an advance payment, and the amount is a bit huge. Will it be paid or not?"

"...What's going on?" Bai Xuan asked after putting down the book in his hand.

Fang Lin bowed his hands again, "According to Xiao Zhazi, all of their money has been lost to the pavilion master in the past few days."

Bai Xuan: "..."

The second floor of Wenchu ​​Inn

Gu Qing didn't even look at it, and directly put a pile of silver money on the table into the purse, looking so relaxed that it was not money, but a pile of mud. Staring at the money bag, the guards, who were swallowing hard, waved their hands, then swayed the money bag all the way with their fingers, and walked towards the third floor.

Guard A, whose eyes were dazzled by the purse, watched the slender and elegant figure turn up the stairs, and kept howling: "Brother, I will be a witness today, and I will play mahjong with this one again, please help me chop up my mahjong!" hand!"

Guard B: "Ditto!"

Guard C: "The monthly salary I want to give to my wife is gone..."

Guard Ding: "I'm out of food money this month! Whoever lends me some, I'll call him brother!"

All the guards: "..." Are there any more of them?

On the third floor, Gu Qing walked briskly to the door of a room and patted on the door.

Soon, the door opened, and Luo Shisan stood at the door.

Before he said anything, Gu Qing smiled brightly at him, one finger was hanging on a rope, and a money bag was thrown into the air by Hula La, Gu Qing said: "Go, Thirteen, I will treat you to dinner today." Feast!"

Luo Shisan knew what happened just by looking at the money bag, and he silently mourned for a group of new unlucky ghosts downstairs.

Gu Qing urged him, "Hurry up and change clothes, let's go to the sake hall to have fun today." As he spoke, he smiled even brighter.

"Qinger"

A voice came from behind, Gu Qing paused, and the purse dangling from his finger slowly stopped.