Chapter 284 Gathering in all directions, Panzhuang makes a bet
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Ji County is very prosperous and crowded.
Walking on the street, Zhu Biao saw at a glance that there were black heads everywhere.
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"Sir, I'm sorry, my restaurant is full. Why don't you go to another restaurant?"
"Sir, my restaurant is full, so you might as well go to other restaurants."
"I'm really sorry, we don't have any vacancies at the inn. Sir, to tell you the truth, the restaurants in the outer city of Ji County have long been full, and the Shenquan Sect incident has caused a sensation in the entire northern Xinjiang. In the past half month, Lu
There are people coming every day one after another, and the restaurants and inns are full during the whole journey..."
Zhou Kongxing visited seven or eight restaurants and inns in a row, and all the rooms were full, which made him smile bitterly. He came too late!
As the shopkeeper said, the matter of the Shenquan Sect is too involved. Not only the Northern Territory of the Central Plains is concerned, but also the martial arts world of the Northern Han Dynasty. The Jiuqu Sword Sect has begun to invite friends in the arena, and it seems that the head of Song Dynasty is also concerned.
He has great confidence in the former abandoned disciple of the sect. Zhou Kongxing's master, Bu Qingyun, one of the three wonders of the Northern Han Dynasty, and his old friend Tieyi Taoist, the eight-armed camel Sang Ziqi, all three wonders have arrived in Jixian
and Song Yannan to help out. As a disciple, Zhou Kongxing does not represent Hanmei Villa. As a disciple of Bu Qingyun, he also has to go there and experience it.
However, due to their different status, the rooms in the posthouse where the representatives of the Northern Han Dynasty and the Jiuqu Sword Sect lived were also limited. After Zhou Kongxing traveled thousands of miles to meet his master and a group of elders, he had no choice but to come to the outer city to find a place to stay.
It is true that the Shenquan Sect is located outside the city of Ji County, but the representatives of the Northern Han Dynasty, the Jiuqu Sword Sect and a group of invited masters all live in the inner city of Ji County. Zhou Kongxing naturally has to live close to it, right?
"Hey, it's you, Brother Zhou!"
A familiar voice came from behind. Zhou Kongxing turned to look and couldn't help but smile: "Cen Shaoyin, long time no see, why are you here?"
The person named Zhou Kongxing turned out to be the young master of Wufu Trading Company, Cen Shaoyin, the young master of Qingming. When Zhu Biao killed Qiu Yibei, the poisonous dragon guest, it caused a sensation. Zhou Kongxing, who was racing horses on the street, and Cen Shaoyin, who couldn't stand it.
I sang a song.
The two of them both had a young master's temperament. They couldn't make a deal without fighting. After the fight, the young master and the young master's eyes tended to grow slightly toward their foreheads. They actually got along well.
Up to now, we have a deep friendship and have become mutual confidants.
Cen Shaoyin laughed and said, "What else should I ask you? Yunxi is far away from Jixian. What are you doing here?"
"It's not the Jiuqu Sword Sect yet. My master and Master Song are old friends. This time, Master Song and his two uncles were invited by Master Song to help out. As a disciple, I naturally came to support you.
And you also know that my family also owes a favor to the Nine Curved Sword Sect. If it weren’t for my father, uncle and others who couldn’t escape from the Luozhou battlefield, they would have come here long ago!”
"Why are you here? Wufu Trading Company and Jiuqu Sword Sect don't seem to have any friendship. This section of Jixian County is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes. There are all kinds of religions and nine schools. Your grandfather can rest assured that you can stay here?" Zhou Kongxing looked at Cen Shaoyin curiously.
Wufu Trading Company is a businessman. Although there are many experts in the business, it is still very different from the real wealthy merchants like Hanmei Villa. Zhou Kongxing is rare. Why is the old man of the Cen family so open-minded and at ease this time?
"I'm here to join in the fun. This match between Shen Fist Sect has been made by someone. The odds of Shen Fist Sect vs. Beihan are 1:7. I'm so fucking angry. I heard this a few days ago.
I heard the news, so I came here to play." The smile on Cen Shaoyin's face revealed the news. Anyone who is from the Northern Han Dynasty will not feel happy after hearing the news.
"So, betting on Beihan to win means you lose seven on one bet?" From the side, a tough voice suddenly interjected between the two of them.
Zhou Kongxing and Cen Shaoyin were suddenly shocked. Even in a busy city, it was unimaginable to be approached and eavesdropped without warning. If it were an enemy, they would be killed.
At the same time, he turned to one side and looked warily. Zhu Biao led the horse and quietly watched the performance of the two!
He still had an impression of Zhou Kongxing and Cen Shaoyin. These two people had left a deep impression on his mind.
"Who are you?" Zhou Kongxing shouted back and asked.
"This young brother has invited me. Betting on Beihan's victory is not a loss of seven to one, but a loss of ten. The betting rate at Shenquanmen is 1.50 to one." Cen Shaoyin explained.
The reaction of the two people is the difference between real Jianghu Ke and organizations like Wufu Trading Company.
Zhu Biao smiled and did not answer. He only reached out and took out a roll of gold and silver notes from his arms, "Bet on it for me, the Northern Han Dynasty will win!" That was all his belongings, at least 800,000 taels of silver.
Zhou Kongxing and Cen Shaoyin were both stunned. They looked at Zhu Biao who turned around and walked away, and then looked at the large roll of gold and silver tickets. The latter burst out, "Who are you, doing me an errand? I'm not afraid that I will give it to you."
Swallowed?"
"You will know who I am in the future. If I swallow the banknote, I can escape you, Cen Shaoyin, but I cannot escape Wufu Trading Company!"
"This is seven to eight hundred thousand taels, right?" Zhou Kongxing first took the banknotes from Cen Shaoyin's hand, and after roughly counting them, he immediately started to sigh, "I thought my master and uncle were already unique enough.
, I didn’t expect that there are people outside the world, and God outside the world! Are you just throwing a lot of banknotes away?"
Cen Shaoyin took it back with his backhand and rolled his eyes at Zhou Kongxing, "What do you mean by throwing away? People know my identity, how can I still be greedy for such a small amount of money?"
"Seven to eight hundred thousand taels of silver is still small money. You are louder than the emperor. If you pay ten, that is seven to eight million taels of silver. Your Wufu Trading Company has spread its stalls throughout the six countries in the north, and they have sold them out.
How many seven or eight million taels of silver can you have? Three, five? Or ten or eight?"
Cen Shaoyin was immediately choked and speechless. For a wealthy family in this world, if the family property is less than one million taels of silver, it is simply not enough. Maybe with a big character in front, the family property is only five million taels.
Silver points upward. The Cen family and the Nangong family were both top wealthy families in the Northern Han Dynasty, but their total assets did not exceed thirty million taels of silver.
The assets of those truly aristocratic families and top dignitaries such as princes in the Central Plains may really reach hundreds of millions of taels of silver, but a large part of them must be fixed assets. Seven to eight million taels of silver,
It can be said that in addition to the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, there are also princes and princes with real power. That is not a small amount, especially when it comes to cash.
"How much bet did you place this time?" Zhou Kongxing asked.
"Can you spare ten thousand taels?" Cen Shaoyin asked.
"Look, what is this!" Zhou Kongxing pointed out directly.
"What about the fifty thousand taels?" Cen Shaoyin continued to ask.
"Why am I bringing so much money? To attract attention?" Zhou Kongxing turned his head.
"Tch!" Cen Shaoyin despised.
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"Hey, where are you going? I have to go further to find an inn?"
"Let's place a bet. Don't expect anything at the inn. Come to my place later."
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Eight hundred and eighty-five thousand taels of silver bet.
Cen Shaoyin took the note and walked out of the door calmly while everyone around him looked at them like idiots. He said to Zhou Kongxing: "Hey, I don't know why, but now I suddenly don't feel worried anymore, I feel confident. I
That one hundred thousand taels of silver will not be wasted!"
"I feel the same way. So, I also bet on thirty thousand taels." Zhou Kongxing showed his note to Cen Shaoyin.
"That person should be Zhu Biao..."
"It's very possible. He's similar in age and has high martial arts skills. I can't even tell his level..."
"Anyway, the internal strength is much stronger than the two of us. I don't see the depth at all..."
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"Isn't it just a hundred moves? It's all over in a flash. Let's see how I hit the God's Fist Gate in the face. I feel like I can win——"
"I feel the same way. Don't slap someone in the face. It doesn't feel too good. I like to do it best——"
————————————I am the dividing line——————
Inner city, Jizhou Posthouse.
Zhu Biao galloped to the gate and dismounted. The soldiers guarding the gate of the post house immediately surrounded him. The leader was an uncle. "Who are you? Don't you know this is a post house? There are many people waiting, so you can't get close."
!”
Zhu Biao handed the sword to his right hand and glanced at Uncle Dub, who had a loud voice just now. He immediately became mute. Zhu Biao's glance, the absolute coercion was directly imprinted on his brain. "Bei
Han Xiaoqi Zhonglang General Zhu Biao. Why don’t you go and report it——”
The person who had been discussing in private for a long time suddenly appeared in front of them. The Zhou soldiers in front of the post house were all stunned. After Dubbo realized what he was doing, he immediately gave a military salute and ordered the soldiers to report inside quickly.
Someone also took over Zhu Biao's horse. Everyone looked at Zhu Biao with a touch of respect, a touch of envy, and a touch of pity.
Respectfully, Zhu Biao was promoted to general at a young age based on his solid military achievements. He envied him for being in a high position at such a young age. But unfortunately, no one thought that he, a young general under twenty, could be in the military.
The deputy master of the Divine Fist Sect has survived a hundred rounds!
The royal family of the Northern Han Dynasty, representatives of the imperial court - Ting Wei Ji Guang, Song Yannan of the Jiuqu Sword Sect, Bu Qingyun, a martial arts supporter, Taoist in iron clothes, etc., all came to the gate to welcome him.
Ji Guang laughed loudly when he saw Zhu Biao wielding a sword alone. His confidence in Zhu Biao was almost higher than that of Song Yannan. Because he had repeatedly created miracles on the battlefield, Ji Guang deeply hoped that Zhu Biao could also achieve this this time.
A miracle.
Song Yannan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. After not seeing him for a short period of time, Zhu Biao's inner strength had increased so quickly. Moreover, more importantly, his aura was round and free, with no sign of being unable to suppress his aura.
Song Yannan knew that Zhu Biao practiced "Hunyuan Gong", and he also knew something about that skill. He knew very well that if Zhu Biao did not fully control the rapid improvement of his internal strength, he would not be able to have a smooth and smooth breath.
"It doesn't matter whether he cultivated it on his own or with the help of a master's secret medicine, as long as there are no flaws!" Song Yannan gave Zhu Biao a meaningful look. If he had a choice, he would rather Zhu Biao's current skill reached a hundred years, and then he would
The man who slaps the fist of death.
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