Chapter 1287 Lost
"Then, what if you lose?" Lao San asked.
"Then I will give you double the amount of money you deposited."
"Okay, it's settled." Lao San said happily, and then ordered his personal servant, "Bring me one hundred taels... no, two hundred taels of silver notes."
"Third Young Master, which side do you want to bet on to win?" The fox didn't feel at all that the Third Young Master's bet of two hundred taels of silver would make him lose face.
Increasing the lottery just adds a little more fun to the game. He is not going to have any beef with the third young master just for a hundred taels of silver.
The third child snorted, "Of course you bet on me to win. Second brother, you have to take it easy." As he said that, he glanced at the second child.
The second brother snorted coldly and bet a hundred taels of silver on himself to win.
Xuan'er was intrigued and asked Nuanyu to take out one hundred taels of silver, "I want to bet on Uncle Er's team to win."
"I'm betting that Third Uncle will win. Third Uncle, you must win. I don't have enough money in my house, so I'll feel bad if I lose." Jie'er told the third uncle worriedly.
The third child smiled and said, "Don't worry, nephew, the third uncle will definitely defeat your second uncle and won't let your money go down the drain."
Seeing that they were having fun, Xia Zihan also became interested and said, "I'll be the banker. Your banknotes will be deposited directly with me. If you lose or win, I will pay the compensation."
"That's fine. With the banker, let's all come and play together." The fox waved his hand and motioned to the secret guards to take out their banknotes and come out to play.
The secret guards of Anjun Prince's Mansion are paid monthly, fifty taels of silver a month, and there are various other subsidies. Moreover, the secret guards do not see the sun or outsiders all day long, and their monthly salary is basically not a penny. Spend it everywhere, send it out, and save it all.
Therefore, the secret guards are quite rich. When they saw that the princess had placed bets, they also followed suit. Of course, everyone bet on my side to win.
Chu Jingqi, on the other hand, was even more sinister. Each side pledged five hundred taels of silver.
No matter which side wins, he will not suffer.
After instructing the maid to write down the list of everyone's bets and the money, Xia Zihan and Chu Jingqi took two small buns to the pavilion. On the grass below, a Cuju life-and-death struggle began in an instant.
The fox held his wife's hand, entered the pavilion, and asked his master with a smile, "Master, tell me, who can win between the second young master and the third young master?"
Over the years, the second and third children have been practicing martial arts on the first floor in the world. They don't know what level they have reached. This can be regarded as their first trial.
Chu Jingqi stared at the grass and said, "Second child."
"Hey, why is the prince so sure?" The fox turned his head and looked at Chu Jingqi. Chu Jingqi picked up the tea that the maid had just poured, took a sip, put down the tea cup, and said, "Is this still necessary?"
Growing up, the third child always wanted to defeat the second child, but he was suppressed by the second child every time.
In this life, the third child has little hope of defeating the second child.
In addition to being less talkative than the third child, the second child is better than the third child in terms of martial arts talent and physical fitness.
The third child just doesn't want to admit defeat, but there is nothing he can do.
"Dad, I staked my third uncle for a hundred taels of silver." Jie'er's little face elongated when he heard his father's conclusion that his third uncle would lose. Then, he looked at Xia Zihan pitifully, "Mom, I Can I bet that my second uncle will win instead?”
"Betting is just like playing chess. You have no regrets about your moves. How can you change it if you can?" Chu Jingqi grabbed her youngest son, let him sit on her lap, and taught him patiently.
Seeing his youngest son sniffing and pouting, the old man said oh and didn't mention changing the bet object. However, his little eyes were fixed on the grass.
The second child has a cold temperament and is calm in his work, not as cunning as the third child. However, the third child's martial arts skills are not as good as that of the second child, and the second child knows him too well. As soon as he sticks his butt out, the second child knows what shit he is pooping.
Therefore, the cunning tricks of the third child have no effect when used in front of the second child. Every time, the second child will see through them in advance, and then his methods will be aborted.
After a few times, the third child fell behind.
After a stick of incense, sure enough, Lao San lost the ball.
The third child was not convinced. He patted Ju and said loudly, "Second child, if you come again, I don't believe I can't beat you."
"It's getting late, no more fun." The second child won money and came to Xia Zihan to collect it, not bothering to look at the third child.
If the third child loses money, he will regret it.
Why does he...have such a mouth that needs a beating?
Everyone was betting one hundred taels of silver, but he insisted on pretending to be a master and had to use two hundred taels of silver to bet. This was a good move and he lost an extra one hundred taels of silver in vain.
In order to save money to marry a wife, the third child had to save for more than ten years before he could save ten thousand taels of silver. Is it easy for him?
On weekdays, he regarded his silver as a treasure and expected to earn some money from Cuju. Unexpectedly, he got two hundred taels of silver instead.
The third child was unwilling to give in. He was jealous as he stared at the one hundred taels of silver that the second child had won from his sister-in-law.
"Second brother, let's play one more game, just one game."
"Not coming."
Jie'er lost the money, curled his lips, and did not forget to make up for it, "Uncle Third, you said, if I lose the money, you will give me some compensation."
"When did I say I would give you a subsidy?" After losing two hundred taels of silver in vain, it was like cutting out his flesh, and the nephew actually wanted to cut out a piece of his flesh.
There are no doors.
Jie'er accused him, "Even if you have it, you said you wouldn't let me lose my money. You just said that if I lose, you will give me a supplement. Third uncle, give me the money."
Jie'er stretched out his hand and asked for money from the third child.
The third child chuckled, trying to show off, "Jie'er, there is a winning and losing aspect in gambling. Since you have made a bet, you have to be able to afford to lose. If you can't afford to lose, people will look down on you. Then you are not a man. A real man.”
Does winning or losing have anything to do with being a man?
Xia Zihan stared at the third child who was teaching his youngest son indiscriminately, and said with a black face, "Second child, the Chinese New Year is over, and you and the second child are both thirteen years old. Mother said a few days ago that she would give you and the second child a gift. The second prime minister has come to see his wife. I think you two don’t need to go outside before getting engaged. Just stay in the capital.”
"Wha...what?" The third child jumped up and down, "Sister-in-law, are you serious? Did you really say that?"
He is only thirteen years old and hasn't had enough fun yet. Why does he want to marry a wife?
Moreover, he hasn't even saved up enough money to marry a wife, so why should he marry her?
Dad said that he and his second son saved the money for marrying a wife, and the money for dad to marry his mother was also saved by himself.
The third child looked at the second child and said, "Second brother, you are the elder brother. It's your turn to be the first to decide on a wife. Otherwise, you can decide first this year. I am the younger brother, so I can do it in two years." The third child's eyes murmured. Lu was wandering around, trying to pull his dick first to ward off the disaster.
(End of chapter)