Reading through the book: The evil first wife of the first assistant family is a miracle doctor

"Did you bet?"

These words became the greeting in Anyang City these two days.

Because of the leadership of a group of students, some ordinary people also participated in it in a daze.

Mingde Gambling House is happy to be the banker. Anyway, they will profit from whoever loses or wins.

This layman Luoxia is also a wonderful person. They are not allowed to control the situation. They are only told to take a commission from the winner. Whoever wins the bet depends on the bettor's own analysis and cannot be tempted.

However, there are many people who win by betting on Luoxia laymen, but little money. They are basically poor students and ordinary people.

Few people win by betting on female students, but they make a lot of money, because they are all the family members of female students, most of whom are businessmen and rich!

Then I still hope that Luoxia Jushi wins, so that the banker can take more commissions.

"I don't have a good impression of female students. They also slander Yiyi Perseverance. I bet Luoxia Jushi will win."

Li Jing threw down ten taels of silver.

"Throw more." Ye Qianqian said.

After hearing this, Li Jing threw away another 20 taels and asked thiefly: "She must be your husband-in-law, right?"

Ye Qianqian was inscrutable: "You will know when the time comes."

Another woman came over to place a bet, "Bah! That old woman in the women's school said that women can't do business. Her women's school was so lenient in collecting money, but she couldn't be hungry. She just wanted to fill her belly and fill her belly without caring about her life or death. , you black-hearted bitch! 200 taels! I win over Layman Luoxia!"

It's Mother Feng.

The 200 taels of silver that were poured out were all broken pieces of silver. It looked like many people had pressed them together.

Another young master Wenrun came over: "200 taels, which is more than Luoxia layman."

It’s Li Wenhang.

A few rough men said: "100 taels is more than enough to defeat layman Luoxia."

They are some brothers from Huwei Escort Agency.

Meng Ping from Baicaotang: "50 taels is more than the Luoxia layman."

A couple who didn't seem to match up came over, making Ye Qianqian, who was sitting in the corner watching the situation, take a second look.

The main reason is that there is a big gap between the two of them. The girl is slim, pretty and well-dressed, while the guy is very ordinary and looks older, but they are very close. The woman is very dependent on the man, and she is always dragging her around like a child. Man's arm.

"Ten taels beats Layman Luoxia." The man put down ten taels.

"Brother Nan, there are too many. What if..." The woman was a little worried.

The man waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. I'll be happy just throwing this money away. I'll just take it out on you."

The woman was a little moved, and she pursed her lips and cursed: "I have stopped being angry a long time ago, otherwise how could I have met you."

The man grinned, and the two held hands and left affectionately.

Ye Qianqian was thoughtful.

Layman Ya Luoxia's gambling capital gradually increased, and finally it was almost the same as that of the female school, but the number of people was more than twice that of the female school.

It can be seen that women’s education has not been popular in Anyang for so many years.

A challenge between two parties naturally requires a referee.

Originally, Chang Song was the well-deserved first choice, but the women's school disagreed. Outsiders didn't know, but everyone involved knew what was going on.

Finally, four teachers who have made great achievements in the literary world were selected.

Place, Literary Hall, time, November [-]th.

There are still two days left.

Su Moyang moved half a person's height of books home, all of which were classics collected from the academy's library.

"These books are worth thousands of gold. If you can read half of them, you will definitely win."

"I thought half of it would cost me my life, but it's better than nothing!"

"Why are you farting all day long? Those four teachers are more strict than the dean. If they hear what you say, they will criticize you to the point of death."

"I really thought I would let those four old guys make the decision. Forget it. I'm afraid that someone will be bribed. Money can make all the difference. No matter how good your reputation is, I don't believe it."

Su Moyang also thought of this, and the couple coincided with each other again.

"I have people watching them. If anyone is bribed by Wei Jingzhi, I will make him unable to attend."

"Smart little Momo, you are really a lotus root spirit!"

The first half of the sentence sounds very useful, but what does the second half mean?

Su Moyang was thinking, but Ye Qianqian had already continued: "If someone is really being bribed, don't make it too obvious. Just give me some laxatives. I plan to randomly find someone to judge on the spot. It's a gambling game involving the whole city, of course." It’s only fair that everyone participates.”

"Yes." Su Moyang returned the words to her: "Smart lady, you are really a lotus root spirit."

"You are the Lotus Root Essence! You have eight hundred thoughts all day long. Just read your book yourself. I won't read a word of it!"

It turns out that this is what Lotus Root Essence means, and it is indeed not a good word.

"I don't really want you to read half of it. I have marked the key points of each book, not too many."

Ye Qianqian rolled her eyes, "Okay, you read and I listen."

That's fine. Read it once. Even if she isn't interested, she should be able to remember half of it.

Su Moyang thinks highly of her too much. Ye Qianqian doesn't have his photographic memory. What he hates most is classical Chinese. Even if he reads it ten times, it won't enter his ears, so what's the use?

"There is no one in the world who cannot be taught, and there is no one who cannot be taught. This means that there is no one in the world who cannot be taught. I am afraid that I am not sincere enough..."

Ye Qianqian lay on her back and crossed her legs: "I saw a couple today. Although they are not perfect, they are enviable."

"The way of husband and wife is to coordinate yin and yang..."

Ye Qianqian: "Perhaps an older husband will be more considerate and know how to care for others. Appearance is secondary, and money is not the most important thing. What a woman wants is peace of mind."

"The villain is shameless and values ​​profit over virtue..."

"That woman seems to be quite happy. Even though she has gone through many unpleasant experiences before, she has to meet her beloved. In her heart, this great blessing has outweighed all the pain."

Su Moyang put down the book and stared at her: "It sounds like you are very envious."

"I'm not envious, I'm just feeling emotional."

"You're just envious."

"Okay, I'm very envious. I saw that couple holding each other's arms, whispering, scolding and fighting. It was pretty good."

"Are you serious?" Su Moyang frowned.

Doesn't it seem frivolous to Meng Lang if he behaves like this in public?

She likes it, like this?

Su Moyang introduced the scene.

It's okay to hold each other's arms, he should be more polite and don't draw too much attention.

Whispering, although not serious, is normal between husband and wife.

Swearing and fighting?

This is absolutely not possible!What does it look like!

Ye Qianqian sighed, as if she was nostalgic: "At that time, I had just treated the big-bellied man, and you kissed me on the street. I also felt that your love for me had surpassed everything in the world."

She lowered her tone again, "Later, I won't be able to do it again. I should be restrained and polite. Even if I hold hands on the street, I have to cover it with my sleeves. Maybe I thought wrong. It was just an illusion that a little goodbye is better than a newlywed.

Even on the bed, I can still see you showing some emotions. Other times, you are just a relatively close friend.

Men are indeed animals whose body and mind can be completely separated. "