Da Cang night watchman

bet?
The literati's gamble is no ordinary gamble!
The bet is often Wen.

Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to refuse, because if you refuse, it means that you are afraid of him. At this juncture of recruiting relatives, who wants to think that he is inferior to the other party?
However, gambling in front of strangers is taboo for gamblers!
The face of the great Confucian Xiang Yuange sank, and a curse hovered in his heart: Your mother is sick, there are so many people in the restaurant, you caught me and pestered me...

But the exit was: "Although Xiang does not dislike a harmless bet, he also has the principle of three don't bets, as everyone knows..."

It's a rejection, but it doesn't hurt to say no.

However, Zhuge Qingfeng interrupted directly: "Brother Xiang, why don't you listen to my bet before making a decision? My bet is unusual!"

"Just tell me!"

Zhuge Qingfeng said: "I bet you only have one piece of silver in this storage bag. If I lose, I will give you ten thousand taels of silver. If I win, you will give me the marriage invitation token!"

All eyes focused on Xiang Yuange's face, all with strange expressions.

You brazenly say you don't need money, but you only have a silver coin in your storage bag?
What high-end game are you poor?
Xiang Yuange's heart skipped a beat, of course he knew clearly that there was more than one piece of silver in his storage bag!There were at least twenty ingots of silver ingots, plus a pile of broken silver, he didn't know how many pieces there were.

You bastard, dare to belittle my financial resources in public!
How dare you make such a bet!
Xiang Yuange yelled heavily: "Take out the bank notes!"

Zhuge Qingfeng flipped his hand, and a bank note appeared in his palm, which was indeed ten thousand taels of silver.

Moreover, it is the "Qiankun ticket number" commonly used in nine countries and thirteen states.

Zhuge Qingfeng shook his hands lightly, and the banknotes were spun around in front of everyone, facing Xiang Yuange: "Xiang Daru, have you bet yet?"

"Bet!"

A literati's gamble, one promise, one thousand pounds!
Lin Su narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the storage bag...

Aunt Yao's voice came from beside his ear: "There must be more than one piece of silver in this storage bag, otherwise, Xiang Yuange would not have such confidence, but what is Zhuge Qingfeng playing?"

"I can't see it right now, but I think he will win!"

If he switches positions with Zhuge Qingfeng, facing this situation, he may have a solution, for example, use the law of space to swallow the rest of the silver taels silently, keeping only one piece!
So here comes the question, will Zhuge Qingfeng have such an unimaginable law?
Bet [-]%!
Open bag inspection!
As soon as the bag was opened, Lin Su whispered: Damn!
Everyone in the building was dumbfounded at the same time!

In the storage bag, a piece of silver!
However, this piece of silver is unusually large, more than 300 taels away!
There is no such a large amount of silver in the world, and there is only one way to form it, and that is to fuse the silver into one piece!
"You're cheating!" Xiang Yuange stood up abruptly: "You used tricks to fuse silver!"

Zhuge Qingfeng laughed: "Just tell me if it's one piece!"

"You..." Xiang Yuange pointed a finger at Zhuge Qingfeng, wagging his fingers, unable to say a word...

"Come on, I'd like to gamble and admit defeat!" Zhuge Qingfeng stretched out his hand, and stretched it out in front of Xiang Yuange...

On Lin Su's side, Aunt Yao frowned: "What kind of method is this?"

"Means on the way of practice!" Lin Su said: "The power of fire can be used to such a superb level, he has already touched the edge of the rules!"

The power of fire is not surprising at all.

Writing a word of fire on the way of writing can burn mountains.

On the way of practice, one only needs the realm of Daohua to create real fire.

Even if one is above the martial arts, and has reached the realm of spying on people, one can still make fire with real energy.

However, the path of fire is also unpredictable. Like Zhuge Qingfeng, who silently extends the power of fire into the opponent's storage bag, melts the silver, and leaves the rest intact, and makes people not notice it. What can be done by ordinary means can only be used after touching the rules of fire.

"I have touched the law of fire!" Yao Gu exclaimed, "This person will be a formidable enemy!"

He has now obtained the marriage invitation token.

And the way to get the marriage invitation token is a legend.

When it comes to recruiting relatives, all aspects are involved, financial resources, appearance, demeanor, and ability. This person entered the restaurant for only a quarter of an hour, and showed these four aspects to the fullest. The superb power of the way of fire to fuse other people's money is to show his ability, of course, his outstanding wisdom is also displayed in the design of the game), he has already taken a solid step in the process of recruiting relatives in Muye, and he will definitely be in the hands of all the elders in Muye Villa. Show off your face.

Xiang Yuange's face was full of confusion, but he finally relaxed, and took out a delicate token. This token was made of ebony, with a streamer on it...

"I look at the people of the world with the heart of a gentleman. If I don't notice for a while, I am willing to gamble and admit defeat!" Throwing the token, he got up and left the table.

Zhuge Qingyun took the token and looked at the other man in white with a smile: "This brother, your companion was careless for a while, I wonder if you have any intention of turning things around for him?"

On the same platform, all the scholars looked at each other...

I rely on!

Still coming?
The white-clothed man said coldly: "Brother, the method used is the insidious technique on the way of cultivation. The literati of my generation play poetry and talk about the holy way. Not only is my younger brother not interested in insidious methods, but also Disdain for it!"

"Brother said so, and I also feel that the bet just now is a bit low-level, why not play some literati bets with the younger brother, for example, you can guess, you can write the title on the spot, and the younger brother can write it on the spot. A colorful poem!"

"Caishi?" The man in white said coldly.

"Yes!"

There was an uproar!

Colorful poems!How many literati have never been able to touch the edge of Caishi in their lifetime.

Are you talking about colorful poems?
"Bet with him!" A voice came from the side, and with this voice, the door of the private room opened, and a young man in light yellow clothes turned around by the window.

When he turned around, he was majestic and magnificent.

"His Royal Highness Seventh Prince!" someone whispered.

This is the seventh prince of the Zanzhou Dynasty, and he is also the most important big fish attracted by Muye Villa's recruitment of relatives.

The place where the state is buried is not prosperous.

At least, compared with the other nine countries and twelve states, Wen Dao has never been its strong point.

In the place of burial, has there ever been a literary genius whose inscriptions are colorful poems?

Looking at the entire Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States, probably only that person in the legend has such an impressive record, but that person is definitely not Zhuge.

Not only did they not believe it, even Lin Su was really interested in Zhuge Qingfeng.

This person had previously shown an extraordinary skill in cultivating Dao Qigong, but now he wants to show Wen Dao?If you can really put pen to paper, you will be the second Linsu!
Aunt Yao is of course more interested. She has always wanted to know if there is another Lin Su in the world...

The man in white suddenly stood up: "You will come up with a question, and you write colorful poems?"

"Yes!"

"How long is the limit?"

"One quarter of an hour!"

"Mutual betting token?"

"Exactly!"

"Bet!"

With a hula, everyone around stood up together...

The scribe in white had a serious face.

On the contrary, Zhuge Qingfeng had a clear face: "Your Excellency, please come up with a question!"

The scribe in white said: "Sheng Yun: The soldiers are fierce and the war is dangerous. Please write a poem to oppose the war!"

Anti-war?

Everyone's hearts moved in unison, and at the same time they secretly cursed this person as vicious.

Although Muye Villa is not famous in the name of military strategists, almost everyone knows that Muye Villa has a deep connection with military strategists. Confucianism opposes war, and military strategists advocate war.

And the scribe in white just asked you this question.

If you deeply oppose the war, you will offend Muye Villa.

If you don't write deeply, you can't shine.

Therefore, this question is a proposition!
Let's not talk about how difficult it is to write colorful poems, just this one topic alone is a huge difficulty.

Aunt Yao cast her eyes on Lin Su: "If you were the one who wrote the poem, what would you do?"

Lin Su smiled lightly: "I also have a bit of a headache!"

He said so, let alone Zhuge Qingfeng?
Zhuge Qingfeng smiled lightly: "Good question! Let me break it!"

Stroll out, one step, two steps, three steps...

After taking ten steps, I arrived at the window...

Everyone's eyes followed him all the way, everyone was nervous, even the great Confucian Xiang Yuange who had left the meeting came back again, because he saw a possibility, if his companion wins Zhuge Qingfeng, he can lose him. If he regained his token, wouldn't he still have a chance?
The time passed by one minute and one second, and half a quarter of an hour in a blink of an eye.

With a bang, a piece of gold paper came out from Zhuge Qingfeng's hand and spread it flat in the air. Together with his right hand and the precious pen in his hand, he wrote down...

"In the past, thousands of troops came out of Lu Chao, and Jin Ou served the blood of the tripod..."

As soon as the two lines of poems fell, silver light filled the ground!

Two lines of poems are silver light poems!
Everyone's faces changed...

The following two poems are written: "Three wars, three rivers and three dreams, one pool, one land, one return to woodcutters!"

The multicolored light suddenly appeared, and everyone in the restaurant was petrified...

The petrification is only in an instant, and soon there will be a bang...

"Colorful Poetry! It's a colorful poem!"

"My God, I really wrote colorful poems!"

"What a Zhuge Qingfeng, who is he?"

"If you want to say that the most cruel and ruthless general in the land of the buried state is probably Lu Chao's Lu family army. This army broke away from the orthodoxy of the emperor and provoked the head of Muye Villa. Muye Villa only sent a guard of the villa. After three wars , wiped out the Lu family's [-] troops, Lu Chao, which used to run for three thousand miles, is left with ruins and ruins today... Good poems, good poems!"

"I heard that Lu Duan, the former patriarch of Lu Chao, was abolished by the Muye Villa. He can only make a living by selling firewood, and he turned into a woodcutter!" A person next to him said: "This poem has a good eye for poetry, and the use of words is wonderful. All of them are top-notch, colorful poems, well deserved..."

Listening to these chattering discussions, Lin Su finally understood the poem.

He didn't know the meaning of the words Luchao, Sanzhan, and Guiqiao before, but now he really understands. Once he understands, he has to applaud Zhuge Qingfeng.

"In the past, thousands of troops came out of Lvchao, and Jin'ou was a tripod with blood and food. Three wars and three rivers and three dreams, one pond, one land, and one return to woodcutters!"

How this poem is written is another matter, the key is that Zhuge Qingfeng found the point too accurately.

The people who gambled with him posed a big problem for him. If he opposed the war, he would offend Muye Villa. If he did not oppose the war, it would not fit the meaning of the question.

How did he break?
He chose a precise point, which was Lu Chao.

Lu Chao is an army that is out of the control of the imperial dynasty. Its management is brutal and cruel, killing people and setting fires everywhere, which has become a serious problem. Muye Villa sent guards to get rid of it!

Lu Chao, the anti-model of "war", stood up, and he didn't mess with anyone, and even indirectly showed his favor to Muye Villa.

Bull B, right?
What's even more amazing is that this poem was really judged by the temple as a colorful poem!

Aunt Yao sighed softly: "On the way of cultivation, you can turn gold and silver through a bag, on the way of writing, you can raise your pen and write colorful poems, and your mind is ever-changing, witty and witty, Third Young Master Su, your ultimate opponent, will he be him? "

"I don't know, but looking at his posture, it seems that he wants to come over and bet with me..." Lin Su smiled.

Yaogu's heart skipped a beat, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Zhuge Qingfeng, holding two tokens, walking towards Lin Su with light steps.

Everyone in the restaurant was shocked at the same time.

What is Zhuge Qingfeng doing?
With your own strength, have you collected all the tokens in the building?

If he can really do it, then what kind of fart is it for Muye Villa to recruit relatives?Just let him forget it, maybe this guy really has this plan, because he has already got two tokens, and walked in front of the third person, the third person is Lin Su.

"Brother, did you participate in Muye's wedding?" Zhuge Qingfeng smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals.

But everyone can't ignore one point, this harmless person has just accepted two marriage invitation tokens at another table.

Lin Su smiled: "Indeed, but like my brother, I don't have a token."

"No token?" Zhuge Qingfeng was slightly taken aback: "Then...forget it!"

Turn around and want to go.

A voice came from behind him: "Brother Zhuge has two tokens on him, why don't you share one with me?"

Zhuge Qingfeng smiled: "You want to gamble too?"

"Brother's gambling is fresh and refined, my brother's eyes are wide open!" Lin Su said with a smile: "Brother wants to gamble, so I can play a game with brother."

The people in the building were excited again.

Zhuge Qingfeng made two big bets, the means were so high that the whole building looked sideways, he bumped into a third person, and the third person even took the initiative to bet with him, what bet?
Zhuge Qingfeng said: "What are you betting on?"

"I'll bet there's something on me that you've never seen before, and once you see it, you won't want to give it up!"

Everyone's heart moved, what kind of bet is this?

This is not a gamble per se!
Zhuge Qingfeng smiled and said: "Brother, you are very confident, why are you so sure that after seeing the strange thing on your body, the little brother is reluctant to give up?"

"Because this thing is the best gift for a beautiful woman after a successful marriage proposal. The worldly things are not as good as this thing."

"Oh? Then please show me, brother!"

Lin Su raised his hand lightly, and slowly lifted up a silver object, about eight inches high, in the shape of a lotus flower. , Zhuge Qingfeng's face changed suddenly, he saw himself in the mirror clearly, with a clarity he had never seen before, even the fine hairs on his face were clear.

"Mingjing!" Zhuge Qingfeng shouted.

"Exactly!"

"What is it made of? Why is it so bright?" Zhuge Qingfeng locked his eyes firmly on the mirror, and the brilliance in his eyes was infinite.

"Brother, would you like to bring this thing to Muye Villa?" Lin Su asked instead.

Zhuge Qingfeng hesitated for a while, then smiled: "One order for one mirror!"

"make a deal!"

A token was handed over to Lin Su, and Zhuge Qingfeng gained a bright mirror.

At the entrance of the restaurant, there were two figures, one purple and one white, and their faces were tense at the same time. Zhuge Qingfeng, a bastard, had no tokens at all when he entered the building, so he searched two tokens from them, turned his back and exchanged one token A bright mirror that is hard to find in the world...

And they returned home empty-handed. This is something that makes people vomit blood.

Zhuge Qingfeng smiled at Lin Su: "Brother, it's a loss!"

"Why is it a loss?"

Zhuge Qingfeng said: "Today, scholars all over the building have orders. How easy is it to want a token? How can it be worth exchanging for such a mirror that is hard to find through the ages?"

The eyeballs of the two people at the door bulged together, wanting to kill...

Lin Su laughed loudly: "Brother, you are so proud, where does it come from?"

"Poets!"

poet?

Holy Family!

The floor is full of noise...

It turned out to be a member of the Holy Family of Poems!
No wonder the export is colorful poetry...

The door of the private room was closed, and the Seventh Prince frowned...

As a member of the buried state's royal family, he was determined to get married to Muye Villa, but today's Zhuge Qingfeng who jumped out suddenly made him a little bit afraid.

He doesn't care about the means of practice, because in the world of literati, practitioners are still inferior after all. However, Zhuge Qingfeng's prose in colorful poems shocked him. He has never seen any colorful poems before. What appeared in front of him was only a hundred colorful poems in the 800-year history of Zanzhou, and most of them were left by the predecessors.

Now Zhuge Qingfeng reported himself as a member of the Shengshi family.

The Holy Family of Poems and Saints has rushed over hundreds of thousands of miles away. How many other Holy Family members are there?

Or a literary genius from another country?

He participated in the marriage recruitment meeting as the prince of the funeral state, and the theoretical success rate was ninety-nine percent, but now he suddenly discovered that his success rate seemed to be strongly challenged from outside the region...

Lin Su stood up, stretched out his hand, it was a silver ticket: "Today's meal fee, plus a room!"

The third floor is the accommodation. Lin Su and Yaogu entered the room, and with a light circle of hands, Wen Dao was blocked...

The water has been put on the shelf, and the fire magic stone makes the tea squeak...

In the land of the Burial State, the culture is not prosperous, but the practice of martial arts is very prosperous. The fire magic stone, a high-end consumable that is not widely used in Da Cang capital, is consumed here very casually.

Soon after the water was boiled, Aunt Yao opened the "Green Cloth Love Brand" tea box that Lin Su gave her, brewed a pot of new tea, and poured a cup for Lin Su and herself...

"People from the Sheng family of poets have traveled far and wide." Yaogu said, "How many other powerful forces outside the funeral state are involved?"

"This is not important!"

"It doesn't matter? You are no longer an outsider!" Yaogu said, "You have already obtained the token, and you are one of the recruiting army! You don't consider your rival in love?"

Lin Subai glanced at her: "Do you really think this is a marriage invitation?"

"Isn't it inviting relatives?"

"At least it's not just about recruiting relatives!" Lin Su said: "We have analyzed before that after Muye Villa throws out the argument that dowry is a holy treasure, various variables will evolve. We can see the business opportunities in it. The demons have ulterior motives You can also see its business opportunities, and other Holy Families outside the region can also see its business opportunities... Then, there is a party, can you see it?"

"Which force? The Dynasty? It has obviously noticed that the Seventh Prince is here!" Aunt Yao said.

"I'm not talking about the dynasty, but... Muye Villa!" Lin Su's eyes were full of mystery.

"Makino Villa?"

Lin Su nodded: "When something attracts the attention of a lot of surrounding forces, we have to analyze the original motive of the perpetrator! If Muye Villa uses military thinking to look at the problem, they will definitely not fail to see it. They will use the Holy Treasure After the news of the dowry is spread, what kind of waves will be caused, so the question is, why did they do this?"

Aunt Yao's eyes lit up: "They...are they... conspiring against someone?"

Lin Su didn't answer directly, but looked into the distance: "The land of the buried state is mixed with fish and dragons, and Muye Mountain Villa also has internal and external troubles. If the infiltration of the demons is too serious, they can't stand it, so they deliberately throw out such a A piece of incense bait to attract those people or forces with ulterior motives, this marriage recruitment is not essentially a marriage recruitment, it is just a game of chess!"

"There are winners and losers in the game of chess, and there are many miscalculations in planning people and things. No matter how skillful a person is, there will always be unexpected variables." Yaogu said: "Whether it is the demons seeking Muye, or Muye seeking the demons, in the end An unexpected change, it has to be you!"

"Actually, to be honest, I really don't like being a changeling, I prefer sailing with the current..."

"Don't be so hypocritical! If you like sailing with the current, why would you say that?" Aunt Yao gave him a glance: "Really, that... Is Zhuge Qingfeng qualified to be your opponent?"

"Look at his performance..." Lin Su was careless.

Aunt Yao: "When he came over just now, I thought you would teach him how to be a man with a seven-color song or handed down from generation to generation. I didn't expect you to use a bright mirror. This mirror is so miraculous and truly unprecedented. You are really willing."

Lin Su raised his hand: "Here, I'll give it to you!"

A mirror was placed in front of Aunt Yao, and Aunt Yao was startled: "You...you still have..."

Lin Su laughed loudly: "This mirror is a new product just made by the Lin family. I'm not ashamed to say the cost price. It's the lowest-level version at present. I'll let you play with it. In the future, you can prepare a storage bag. I will fill you with the latest, biggest, and most beautiful..."

Aunt Yao's eyes were wide open, she stared at him blankly, unable to tell the difference between east, west and north...

"To be honest, when I saw Zhuge Qingfeng approaching a prostitute arrogantly, I had the urge to beat him into doubting his life with a random colorful poem, but I didn't know his origin, and I was too lazy to make enemies everywhere, so I chose to use a cheap mirror to get rid of him, if I had known that he was from the family of poets and saints, I should really step on it..."

Aunt Yao caressed her forehead: "You killed Li Changgeng, the great elder of the Shengshi family in Nanyang that day. If you say that the one who hates you so much, it should be the Shengjia family. Why do you treat them so much? Hate?"

"Hate is out of the question, I just don't intend to spoil them. I heard that the Palace of Poetry and the Palace of Painting have great opinions on me. As for me, I can't bully them. First, bully the Holy Family below them. Let them have a longer memory."

"I want to change what I said earlier. For you, the lethality of a beautiful woman may not be as lethal as your bad temper..." Aunt Yao shook her head lightly, there was nothing she could do about him...

"So, you took the initiative to pimp, and you have to let me find a wife in the funeral state."

Aunt Yao suddenly raised her head: "Impossible? I will never take this blame. Your daughter-in-law is of different races. If they settle accounts with me, I will be beaten to death by them..." (End of this chapter)