"Congratulations to the host, you got a deck of playing cards!"
Snap.
A very ordinary deck of playing cards appeared in Du He's hand.
Du He picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was exactly the same as the playing cards he knew how to play when he was five years old.
He couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this system also knows that I am bored in this palace, and it even drew a deck of playing cards for me."
Spreading out the cards one by one, Du He tried to shuffle the cards, and the crisp sound seemed to transport Du He to the past time.
With poker cards, of course it is impossible to play alone.
Who to play with? This is a big question.
Zhao Yang, definitely not. This guy is Li Er's absolute follower. He will never do anything else except help Li Er work.
Li Chengqian from the East Palace? Du He was very familiar with him before, but now he just wants to stay away from that guy.
There are a few princes with whom I have good relations, but unfortunately my scope of activities is only around the Taiji Hall and the East Neiyuan.
When he thought of Dongneiyuan, Du Ho immediately thought of the lonely old man who was fishing instead of fish.
"Then the old man will panic when he sees it, so why not find him?"
With that said, Du He didn't even bother to say hello to Zhao Yang, and went directly to the lake in Dongneiyuan with the playing cards.
Halfway down the road, I met Wen Buren again.
"Hey, Mr. Wen, are you taking a walk?" Du He greeted him with a smile.
Wen Buren's face darkened.
He was sitting in a wheelchair and relied on his two hands to push the wheels forward.
Is this a walk?
He wanted to teach Du He a lesson, but he was worried that the guard next to Du He would suddenly appear.
So, he simply turned away and said he didn't want to talk to Du He.
Du He raised the playing cards in his hand and said, "Mr. Wen, it's boring to be idle. How about playing a game of landlords?"
Wen Buren looked confused: "What is Landlord Fighting?"
Du He said with a smile: "It's just a game, a game for three people. Yesterday I saw an old man fishing by the lake. Although the guy was chatty and mysterious, it was still interesting. Why don't we go there?
To tease him?"
Wen Buren asked curiously: "The old man you mentioned is wearing a blue coarse cloth and plain clothes? The one who sits by the lake fishing and doesn't leave even when the basket is full?"
Du He nodded indifferently: "Yes, that's him. As soon as I saw him, I wanted to beat him up. He's so pretentious. He's even more pretentious than me, Du He."
puff.
Hearing this, Wen Buren almost vomited blood.
"You call him an old man? You still want to beat him... Du He, you... forget it, I won't tell you, so as not to scare you to death!" Wen Buren looked at Du He with a half-smile.
Du He didn't care about this and personally pushed Wen Buren to the lake.
Sure enough, the old man was still fishing by the lake.
Du He would even think that this old man has been fishing all his life, otherwise why would he like fishing so much?
Du He stepped forward and said loudly: "Old man, stop fishing. You can't finish fishing in this lonely lake. You still think you are Jiang Taigong. You can still be the prime minister fishing at the age of eighty-one. You just
Stop showing off, come on, let's fight the landlord, now we're two short of one."
The old man turned around, the light in his eyes flashing away.
Wen Buren hurriedly wanted to salute, but the old man waved his hand to stop him.
When the old man saw Du He, he laughed and said: "Jiang Taigong fishes for anyone who wants to take the bait, but I can't. No one except the fish is willing to take the bait."
"What a hook, what a waste of energy, hurry up, fight the landlord, two are short of one!"
Du He said, stepped forward and took off the fishing rod from the old man's hand, threw it aside, and then forcibly pulled the old man to the center of the pavilion next to him.
There is a table in the center of the pavilion, but there are no stools.
Du He simply went to the lake to move some fairly square stones and put them down to use as stools.
Wen Buren and the old man looked surprised when they saw Du He sitting on the stone.
The old man asked with a smile: "Boy from the Du family, your father has read poetry and books and knows etiquette well. Is this how he teaches you?"
Du He curled his lips: "Whether you like to sit or not, it depends on how comfortable I am. If you two like to sit on your knees, then sit. Of course, Mr. Wen is in a wheelchair, so that doesn't count! Old man, you bitch is just hypocritical. When you are fishing
Why don't you kneel by the lake? How can you show etiquette when you get to the table?"
The old man laughed: "I like this temper!"
After saying that, he sat down on the stone and said, "It's really comfortable to sit like this!"
Then, Du He took out the playing cards and placed them on the table.
"Next, let me introduce you two to how to play Landlords!"
Du He explained it two or three times, and both the old man and Wen Buren were familiar with it.
Then Du He pointed at the old man and said: "Old man, for the first time, you come to be the landlord, and we will fight you."
The old man touched his beard and asked curiously: "I know the game, but who is this landlord?"
After working on it for a long time, the old man still didn’t understand the connotation of landlord.
After all, the concept of fighting landlords did not become popular until later generations.
Du He thought for a while and said: "To put it simply, the landlord is the richest and most powerful person in the world. As for others, just fight him. After fighting him, you can get his money."
The old man pondered: "Then isn't this landlord the emperor?"
Du He nodded: "Yes, the emperor is the largest landowner in the world."
When the old man heard this, he was very happy: "Hahaha, I like fighting landlords. Come on, let's have a good fight with landlords today. I didn't expect that the emperor can also be fought. It's so interesting."
Wen Buren listened to the conversation between the old man and Du He with fear.
He thought to himself: "Oh my god, these two are really good at talking. If His Majesty knows this, it will be a serious crime of beheading."
Soon, the first round of Landlord Fighting began.
Although the old man was a landlord and got three more cards, as well as a big king and a small king, he was not familiar with the discussion and was finally defeated by Du He.
"Oh, this landlord fight is interesting and fun, more fun than fishing!" the old man said happily.
Du He pointed at the old man: "You lose and you have to accept punishment!"
"What punishment?"
Du He took out a piece of paper, tore off a strip, and handed it to the old man: "If you lose, put some saliva on your face. This is the punishment for losing!"
Seeing this, Wen Buren was so excited that he wanted to stop Du He's behavior, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.
The old man happily took it, followed Du He's instructions, dipped it in saliva and put it on his left cheek.
Du He picked up the playing cards and shuffled them.
This hand shocked both the old man and Wen Buren.
The old man said enviously: "When can I reach this level?"
Du He shook his head and struck: "You can't do it. You are old, your hands and feet are not flexible, and your brain is not working well. Mr. Wen can do it. After all, he is a martial arts practitioner."
The old man's face was filled with helplessness. He... was considered a figure after all, but it was so embarrassing to be beaten like this by Du He.