(758 Abandoning one’s wealth just for love, exhausting all one’s tricks will lead to failure)

Song Ruqing is not actually missing, he just fell in love. Regardless of whether he is the head of the Song family or not, he is still a vigorous young man in his twenties. Naturally, he will fall in love accidentally. He

He was originally just an ordinary son of the Song family, Song Ruhai's cousin. They were no different at first. But fifteen years ago, when he was only twelve years old, he suddenly won the money guessing competition with an incredible record of victory.

Won the first prize and became the head of the Song family.

From then on, his life was completely different from Song Ruhai's.

In the first few years when he took this position, he still had to worry about his status being eclipsed by the highly prestigious shopkeeper, his uncle Song Xiangyi. At that time, he still had to rack his brains to deal with it. Until he finally

He found a reason to kick Song Xiangyi out.

He found someone who posed no threat to him and was obedient to serve as the boss. In fact, in this position, he has so much capital and controls so many utilizable properties. As long as he is not too desperate,

Normal people will do well.

From then on, his life became boring, and his whole life seemed to turn gray.

Song Ruhai practiced hard in Xuanmen for fifteen years, while Song Ruqing lived idlely in Song's house, enjoying all the things he could, and finally entered the stage where everything he did was boring and he never had anything to do again.

What can be done.

The days are like years, but he doesn't want to die. It's like sleeping too much and can't sleep, but can't get out of bed. But he has no interest in anything he is asked to do, because he has already enjoyed everything he can enjoy.

. He is not even interested in cultivating Taoism to live forever.

What's the point of living forever? It's better to die naturally and be reincarnated...

Of course, he thinks this way now, and it’s hard to say whether he will think this way when he is dying. So from time to time, he will find some Taoist masters to teach him how to breathe and breathe. But it is too hard, and it is also a punishment to live forever like this.

It's better to wait until tomorrow.

Until he saw the bright color in life again.

That day, he was boredly looking at the courtyard in front of the window. Although it was late autumn, the flowers and plants were still as prosperous as spring. At this time, a maid wearing a black-striped armor walked past the long corridor.

She is not tall and has a slender figure, but she has amazingly perfect proportions, like a graceful black bamboo standing in the wind.

A strand of black hair curled around her ears tiredly, like some kind of beautiful vine whiskers. Her pupils were as clear as spring water, and there seemed to be thousands of words hidden in her quiet face and tight red lips.

This maid named Ye Nu'er is not a mortal, she is a female cultivator. She has been serving the head of the Song family for who knows how many years, and she also doesn't know how many heads of the family she has served. Naturally, it is impossible for Song Ruqing to meet her for the first time. But it doesn't matter either.

Knowing what was going on, he usually turned a blind eye to this woman, but this time it hit his heart.

His life finally had color. They soon vowed to be together.

"I hate the Song family." Ye Nuer said one day.

"I hate this place too. It's just a prison cell made of money. I can't stand it for a long time." In this regard, Song Ruqing and her hit it off.

"Then take me away. Don't tell anyone. We will never come back."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

So the two of them ran away quietly, without anyone noticing. From that night on, no one in the entire Song family knew the whereabouts of Song Ruqing. It was just hard to say who abducted whom.

If he didn't leave so cleanly and quietly, and just asked for a leave from the Presbyterian Council, for example, to go out for fun for a year and then come back, etc., the Song Family Presbyterian Council would have no choice but to let the head of the family go crazy. In this situation

The lower estate is managed by a big shopkeeper, and the family head's decision-making power is temporarily represented by the Council of Elders. As long as his life is safe, the Song family can continue to maintain it.

But he fled without leaving a single word. In this case, once the family leader encountered a situation that required him to make a decision, he was stuck. The Presbyterian Council had no choice but to start a "Money Guessing Conference" to reselect the family leader.

So while Song Ruqing continued to linger with Ye Nuer in an unknown place, Song Ruhai was continuing to fight hard at Fengtao Pavilion, getting closer to his position as the head of the Song family step by step.

After another extremely brutal battle, with both sides fighting back and forth countless times, and with no one willing to admit defeat, Song Ruhai finally won the last crucial round purely by luck.

Song Ruhai finally breathed a sigh of relief. He has made it to the top four! If he wins two more games, he will become the real head of the Song family! The only pity is that today's bet is over. The final battle of the top four is extremely important.

Will not be held consecutively here.

As usual, the final battle of the top four will be held in a place where everyone can watch, and under the witness of many children of the Song family, a new leader will be decided, and will be recognized by the magic circle passed down by the ancestors of the Song family. From then on, his status will no longer be the same.

No one can challenge him anymore. Song Ruqing can be swept into the dustbin of history.

On another seat in the same loft, Gou Zhu was speechless.

No matter what he does, he almost always deduce everything in his mind in advance. How he will do it first, then what happens in the middle, how he will deal with it, and what the final outcome will be. So even if he fails,

It would be within his expectations, and it would never exceed his expectations so repeatedly.

The world is like a tree that is constantly branching, and every ending he sees is just a leaf. As long as he sees the direction of each branch, he will naturally see the ending.

However, everything went wrong here! It was as if he had sketched the entire tree in advance and saw the direction of each branch, but every time he reached the end, the leaf he saw was exactly the same as what he had drawn in advance.

different?

After each test, he determined the other party's reaction and knew clearly that the bottom of the bowl was a human head. However, after the man opened it lightly, what he saw was the year number!

Gouzhu thought calmly, which only showed that there was something wrong with the logic of his imagined inference. The tree of world affairs he sketched in his mind was inconsistent with reality from the beginning.

Perhaps this unattractive woman has already seen his method of judgment. Whether it is the subtle movements of her hands or the fluctuations in her heart, they are all pretending. As long as she deliberately pretends, Gouzhu will indeed be deceived.

Well, since you are pretending, I will judge the other way around in the next game.

But he lost again!

He secretly thought that since he believed that the other party would disguise various performances to seduce him and adopt the opposite strategy to guess, Song Lan on the opposite side would also be aware of this. Then Song Lan would be able to trick him by deliberately flipping the strategy again.

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So what to do in the next game? Gouzhu's mind was spinning wildly. At this point, it can only be said that his method of observing words and colors and judging the things under the bowl through the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness has failed. What is true is false, what is true is false, what is true is false, and what is true is false.

We have already reached the same level and started betting on each other.

Song Lan did catch his way of thinking, but he was not necessarily stronger than him. Because thinking sets are the shackles that stupid people put on themselves. It is very easy for him to break through this set of ideas. Even if he doesn't

He will definitely be able to defeat this weird woman, but he can still achieve it by going back to relying solely on luck.

He decided not to make any judgments based on the other party's performance. Because those judgments, whether positive or negative, were an interference and distraction to his thinking.

He thought about it, and he guessed the head for the next three consecutive games. No matter what he saw, no matter whether he won or lost, he remained determined.

The woman had a gentle smile on her face that made him hate it. Every time, she carefully held the copper coin under the bowl and turned it over. Gouzhu could even tell by the movement of her wrist that she was turning it over.

How many times.

But it was useless. He did not know the original orientation of the coin, and even this action might be a disguise.

"Heads!" Gouzhu didn't think about it at all, and followed the established plan. However, he lost again! Another hundred taels!

She lost three games in a row! She actually lost her head in three consecutive games. Is she a god who can predict the future?

Gouzhu scratched his head so hard that it made a rustling sound. He looked at the money he had won flowing away like water, and felt waves of heart-wrenching pain. However, this woman still smiled gently and continued

win.

It was even more terrifying when he buried coins for the other party to guess. No matter whether he buried the year number or the person's head, the other party didn't look at him at all and didn't say any words to test him. As soon as he clasped the bowl, Song Lan immediately said the correct answer.

s answer.

After losing more than fifty times in total, Gouzhu sighed and completely resigned. Seeing that only half of the nearly ten thousand taels of silver he originally won was left, he decisively chose to surrender.
Chapter completed!