Yun Jian was picky about his food and quite generous in his drinking. He drank half of the big bowl there and didn't drop the small cup here. Shui Jingui kept picking at it with his chopsticks and stuffed the meat into his stomach without tasting the meat, but he didn't touch the wine at all.
After settling the bill at eighty taels, Han Shaer refused to accept a favor for nothing, so he took out the banknote. The amount was too large. He found a small gold ingot worth ten taels in his backpack and pressed it on the table. He said "No need to look for it" and the group left the restaurant.
There are more than a dozen rooms in the inn. You can sleep in whichever room you like, but Han Shaer wants Ling'er to sleep in the same room and on separate beds. Ling'er said in a low voice: "You are so shy, you are not afraid of their jokes!"
Silly'er's voice was first low and then high: "I'm afraid that the incense will smell like smoke on you - the two of us will make you more courageous." Ling'er was pleased that he was attentive, so she agreed with a blushing face. She was even more pleased that there was a large suite upstairs, where Ling'er lived, Han.
A fool lives outside.
After lying in the wind and dew for several days, I also wanted to have a good sleep. Just when I was about to close the door and go to bed, Shui Jingui La Yunjian knocked on the door and walked in. The fat old man said cheerfully: "The night is long, I can't sleep, young hero, do you want to play or not?"
Roll dice?" Han Shaer shook his head and said he was sleepy even if there were no dice.
Shui Jingui took out the gambling equipment from his bag and said that he had it and brought it with him! Yun Jian dissuaded him: "Xiandi, just rest when you feel sleepy. He just likes to gamble, so don't take it seriously." Ling'er became interested and said, "Okay, okay, okay."
Ah, I haven’t played any more in adulthood, how about gambling?” Shui Jingui said, of course, gambling. Ling’er asked how much money you brought, Shui Jingui replied two thousand taels, Ling’er frowned, saying that two thousand taels is not worth the trouble, it’s not fun, it’s wrong.
He fell asleep. Shui Jingui asked Yun Jian for help and "borrowed" twenty thousand taels. Han Shaer smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, don't bet with her, you can't bet with her. Shui Jingui told a joke, he won all two thousand taels."
A man makes up his mind to jump into the river, and there is no use in fishing. Han Shaer is sitting on the bedside, taking a nap, adjusting his breath and practicing martial arts; Yun Jian does not participate, sitting on another bed to watch the battle; an old man and a young man, shouting and drinking, and the gambling is on at the middle table...
For half an hour, Shui Jingui's robes were cleaner than his face. Ling'er didn't feel good about winning. He kept shouting, "Come again, come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again. Come again." Yun Jian said the days are long. Don't keep disturbing people's rest. He stood up and smiled with his legs out.
Mai. Han Shaer said: "Don't introduce me, I'm just kidding, you can take the banknote." Yun Jian said it was a small gamble for fun, thirty or twenty thousand, it was harmless.
Small gambling pleasure? Darling, is your family a money maker or a salt manager? "His family is the richest man in Jiangdong, a drop in the bucket, so it can't hurt his temper." Shui Jingui explained his doubts to Han Shaer, and they walked away together happily.
The richest man in Jiangdong? The Lanling Xiao family? Han Shaer frowned, contacted Poems and Flute, and concluded that this guy's full name should be Xiao Yunjian, his family background should be more domineering than Tong Xinyuan's fiancé Xiao Yunsheng, and Shui Jingui's relationship with him
, half brother and half servant.
"Foolish husband, you don't expose your wealth. You are so careless that people will notice you, right? Fortunately, I'm guarding it for you!" Ling'er turned sideways and handed over the banknotes, her eyes already dazed.
Han Shaer laughed at her little money lover and urged her to go to the inner room to sleep. Ling'er said she didn't want to move any more, so she slept outside, tilted her body and closed her eyelids. Han Shaer said you sleep on that bed, Ling'er babbled about that bed.
Dirty, there is no sound anymore. Han Shaer has nothing to do, and the dove's nest gives way to the magpie.
In the next two days, Yun Jian never mentioned the matter of losing money, nor did he hide his family background. His father was the head of the Xiao clan in Lanling, Xiao Yaoci, the Marquis of Huainan, and the current Jiedu envoy and salt and iron transfer envoy.
, no sign of showing off.
Ling'er secretly said, "It sounds like Xiaoyaozi, where's the little Yaozi?" Han Shaer warned, this official is either a first or second grade official, he must maintain a minimum of respect, and stop arranging it like the one-eyed dragon and You Lihua.
I also thought, it would be disrespectful to come and not reciprocate. If people are honest with each other, should I tell them my real name?