Ma Wuchang was really scared by Hong Xing's little hand, and his face turned pale.
It was like the soft and smooth jade arm of Hongxing, with a soul-stirring magic, making people feel creepy.
Ma Wuchang still clearly remembered in his mind that the 1,000 taels of silver bills were "robbed" by this soft little hand for no reason. The 1,000 taels of silver bills were even more unfair than Dou E.
Ma Wuchang covered his pockets, kicked his eyes, and retorted: "What? Why do you want money? What's the name?"
The students also whispered, not understanding what the purpose of Hongxing was.
Hongxing twisted his waist and floated back and forth in front of the scholars tenderly, saying gentlely: "Talented men, don't misunderstand this hundred taels of silver are just a game of gambling. Not only will the talents bet 100 taels of silver, but even I, Hongxing, will also bet 100 taels of silver on behalf of Wumei Pavilion to show fairness."
Looking at the puzzled eyes of the talents, Hong Xing covered her pink lips and giggled: "Think about it, there are more than 200 scholars in the audience, and each talent has his own unique insights on the platoon. If each talent comes up to play chess with me because of a unique idea, how many more games of chess can be played that day? Wouldn't it be very unfair to be the talented man who is not going to be the turn?"
When all the talented men heard this, they nodded!
Hongxing said again: "The reason why I have to spend 100 taels of silver as a small gambling money is that I want everyone to think carefully before coming forward to play chess. This is to be responsible for myself and avoid being misconsidered and being laughed at by classmates."
"All the talents play with me, and each side has a hundred taels of silver. You guys win. I will belong to you. If you lose, then this hundred taels of silver will naturally belong to us. Do you think it is fair?"
While talking, Hongxing asked the maid to take out a hundred taels of silver and put it on the sandalwood table on the high platform.
The talented men listened to Hongxing's story, but they really made some sense.
Chen Sifan heard it clearly, stroked his beard, stood up, and said with a final word: "What Miss Hongxing said is perfect, this is a agreement between gentlemen. All scholars are gentlemen and should take responsibility."
Everyone Chen has spoken, who can still have any opinions, talented scholars?
Let’s talk about one hundred taels of silver, it’s really a drizzle for these wealthy prodigal sons: at most, they can get sick less once, so they save it…
But Ma Wuchang was still hesitant, and the 1,000 taels of silver that had been wasted was still fresh in my memory.
"This...isn't this right?"
Ma Wuchang smiled embarrassedly: "Miss Hongxing, let's keep this hundred taels of silver in my hands for now. Anyway, I will win. Your hundred taels of silver will also be mine sooner or later. What better to hand it over to my hands and keep it..."
Shh!
The talented men booed, and even though Ma Wuchang was as thick as a city wall, his face was so shameless that he was blushing.
Hongxing felt disgusted, but after Shi Yue's instructions, he must maintain his elegant and solemn side.
She smiled and said, "Hong Xing naturally has no objection to Mr. Ma's move. She just needs to ask all the talents what they think. Everyone, Chen must have extraordinary insights."
Hongxing’s Tai Chi skills are very clever, and even Shi Yue applauded and applauded after hearing this!
All the talents have already been in trouble at this moment...
"I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. Do you think silver is his father?"
"This young man, no, how could he be his father? In my opinion, he used the silver as an old hen that lays golden eggs, holding it warm in his arms, waiting for his baby to be given.
...
Similar sounds of mockery and contempt come one after another.
Although Ma Wuchang's face turned red, he was like an iron rooster - without a trace.
Chen Sifan had a blue face and snorted coldly: "How can scholars pay too much attention to money? They are stained with a smell of copper. How can they serve the court and govern the world?"
You ***, what a big deal to govern the world!
Ma Wuchang looked at Chen Sifan's moral face and looked despised: "It turns out that you are not spending money, you are pretending to be a big-headed ghost!
Anyway, no matter who makes a sarcasm or run, Ma Wuchang just holds the money and doesn't let go. No one wants him to give a penny and repeats: "I will win, and the money is mine..."
Shi Yue finally realized at this time that although Ma Wuchang was useless, his ability to resist strikes was extraordinary: no one of the thick-skinned and talented people in the field could compare to him.
Well...of course, including myself!
Why……
Shi Yue smiled bitterly and rubbed his palms, but he was eager to try it out: It’s hard to let him reach out and grab it, right? Although I really long to say it recklessly!
Looking at Shi Yue's frowning look, Youlan bent her arm to push Shi Yue's ribs, and pouted and said, "I can cure such a hob meat. If you don't believe me, look at me..."
Shi Yue's eyes shone: "What an orchid, go quickly, the master loves you!"
Youlan coughed lightly, attracting the greedy mystery of the talents: whenever they pay attention to it, Youlan feels extremely excited.
Surrounded by the envious eyes of a crowd of animals, is the supreme enjoyment of women.
Youlan took out a hundred taels of silver and shouted excitedly to Hong Xingxi: "Miss Hong Xing, I have cracked it. It only takes three tricks. It's too simple. You can hold this silver, haha... so excited."
The talents looked at each other: It really takes three moves, isn’t this a fantasy?
Hong Xing'er was stunned for a moment. She didn't know what medicine Youlan sold in her bones. She was hesitating whether she wanted to reach out to pick up the silver notes in Youlan's hand...
Unexpectedly, Ma Wuchang became anxious!
Like a horse monkey, it thumped across the middle of the red apricot and the orchid.
At this moment, Ma Wuchang's face was full of anger: "Can you two women be unreasonable if they have long hair? Isn't there a way to come first and then come? I will naturally break the deadlock first, so where is your turn?"
Ma Wuchang was very hesitant just now, and saw Youlan rushing to come to the stage and declare that it only took three moves to solve the schess game, which made him even more convinced of his chess skills.
How can such a good thing be lost from your own hands?
Li Xianyu's self-portrait is a priceless treasure!
Everyone stretched their necks and watched this absurd farce.
Youlan pinched her waist, tilted her head, stared at the big bag on Ma Wuchang's forehead, laughed in her heart, but argued: "What do you want? Where are you in front of me?"
"If you ask you to pay the bank, you don't pay it. You will complain. How can you look like a talented man? How can you look like a man?"
Ma Wuchang laughed loudly, reached out to take out a silver note, but didn't even look at it. With a bang, he simply slapped the table and said arrogantly: "Who said I didn't hand over it?"
Shh!
The talents looked at the silver and exclaimed loudly...
Hong Xing was so happy that her eyes shone and said with a smile: "Young Master Ma is so happy. She took another thousand taels of action. She is really a talented man."