"Boy, what do you mean? Could it be that you, a guy who is not good at riding, is Bo Le, and my little marquis who is proficient in riding, is a slave?!"

"Just based on you, what qualifications do you have to bet with my little marquis? You don't even urinate and look in the mirror!"

"Yes, such a naughty horse can only be eaten as meat. What qualifications are there to be a thousand-mile horse?"

Ye Ping fell down, and before Shi Yu could speak, the idle servants beside him stubbornly squeezed their necks and scolded Ye Ping loudly.

"What, may you not dare to bet on your gamble?"

Ye Ping was too lazy to pay attention to these bad guys, but just looked at Shi Yu not far away and said with a smile.

He knew that the owner of the horse market did not dare to offend Shi Yu at all. If he wanted to buy this horse, he could only settle Shi Yu first.

"He called you just now? I don't know who your surname is. Which yamen in Lin'an City is working?"

When Shi Yu heard the sound, he looked up and down at Ye Ping, his eyes fell behind the Vermilion Bird Flag badge on his chest, and his eyebrows raised slightly, but pretended not to notice and said lightly.

"In the lower Ye Ping, now he is the leader of Jing'an Sixuan!"

Ye Ping clasped his fists at Shi Yu and smiled and told his identity.

"The sky, the Blood Hand Poetry Demon, writes the blood hand Poetry Demon of the moon filled the sky and the song after the song! "

"Hiss, it turns out that this Lord Ye is really so young! At this age, he can write such poems and essays and is so handsome. No wonder the courtesans in Puliu Lane say that as long as the blood-handed poem demon is willing to go, they will sweep the bed to greet him without taking any money!"

"Where the birds sing and the flowers fall, after the song is over, who will dare to chant the piano in the future?! Unexpectedly, I can see the blood-handed poetry demon style that can make Puliuxiang all the courtesans who only recognize money but not people, and they all say that they don't want money and serve them!"

Ye Ping fell down, and the noise in the horse market immediately became like a blowout, and everyone's eyes immediately gathered on Ye Ping's body, with unconcealed joy in his eyes.

"It turned out to be Lord Ye, you didn't say it was you..."

The owner of Ma City also smiled and bowed to Ye Ping repeatedly, with a look of regret on his face.

If he had known that the person coming was Ye Ping, even if he didn't have money, he would have been willing to send the horse out.

After all, Dongshi is doing business with rich people. What is rich people most important? Naturally, it is a reputation. If those people know, in the literary world of Lin'an City, the mount of the famous Blood Hand Poetry Demon was bought from him, and others would not be interested in it.

It would be even better if Ye Ping was willing to give him a poem. Even if there were a thousand horses in the horse market, he would easily sell them all.

Shi Yu looked at Ye Ping's scene as if he was arched by the stars in the moon, and his face immediately became gloomy, and there was a lot of dislike and depression in his eyes, feeling that someone had stolen the limelight.

"So, my fame is so great..."

Not to mention Shi Yu, Ye Ping was also slightly shocked.

However, listening to everyone's words, he also understood what was going on.

It’s hard to keep a low profile when visiting Puliu Lane and sleeping in the courtesan.

In this era, the courtesans in Puliu Lane are equivalent to those traffic stars in later generations. These people are always holding on. For ordinary people, they have only heard of their rumors, but they can't even see their faces. They are just so charming in the legend, like a person in the sky, and a song can make a fortune.

But now, there are people who can make these traffic courtesans claim that they will not take any money to serve. How can this not attract people's attention and become a hot topic at the moment?

"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that it is Jing'anshi's blood-handed poetry demon. If you want to bet with me, then let's take a gamble and tell me what is the bet?"

Seeing this, Shi Yu cleared her throat, bowed to Ye Ping, and loudly interrupted the noise of everyone.

"My bet is very simple. If I win, this big dark horse will be mine and no one can grab it!"

Ye Ping raised his eyebrows with a smile, looked at Shi Yu, and said calmly.

"No, this little marquis never bet such a light bet with people!" Shi Yu immediately shook his head when he heard Ye Ping's words, raised a finger and said, "If you can really tame this horse, then, in addition to this marquis not robbing you of this batch of big dark horses, you will be given an additional thousand taels of silver!"

"Hiss... One thousand taels of silver, the little marquis is so generous!"

"I'm rich, one thousand taels of silver, I took it out in a light statement!"

As Shi Yu finished speaking, the air conditioner was filled with air conditioning.

You know, twenty taels of silver are enough to buy two acres of paddy fields outside Lin'an City, plus a yellow-flowered daughter, a thousand taels of silver, and you will never have to worry about eating and drinking in your ordinary life!

"Damn, this guy is rich enough!"

Ye Ping couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he heard the sound.

Shi Yu took out 1,000 taels of silver as a bet at a time, which shows his luxury, but it also made Ye Ping feel a little confused and did not understand the reason why he made such a big gimmick.

"But if you lose, then you have to go to the door of Jinwu Guard, kneel down and kowtow, don't you know, do you dare?"

At this moment, a grim smile appeared at the corner of Shi Yu's mouth and said slowly to Ye Ping.

Jinwu Guard!

When Ye Ping heard the sound, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Rumor is that Shi Yu, the young marquis, returned to Beijing this time, is going to be the brigade commander in Jinwu Guard. Judging from this bet, the rumors are indeed true!"

"It seems that this little marquis is planning to give them a big gift before going to Jinwu Guard to serve!"

When everyone around heard Shi Yu's evil bet, they couldn't help but look trembling, and then muttered.

"I see……"

Ye Ping also showed a look of enlightenment on his face.

He said, why did Shi Yu raise his bet so much? After a long time of trouble, he turned out to take him to the Jinwu Guard as a lieutenant, stepping stone, and increase his fame and reputation.

"Have you never heard of a man who has gold... a thousand taels of silver, just want Ye to kneel down. Are you underestimating me?"

How could Ye Ping make Shi Yu come true? He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile.

This guy wants to use him as a stepping stone and dream!

Don’t say it’s not possible, even if it’s successful, one thousand taels of silver, isn’t this abstaining from others?

"Yes, it's just a thousand taels of silver. I really want Ye Jiucheng, the decent blood-handed poem demon, to kneel down."

When Shi Yu heard Ye Ping's words, he nodded with a smile, then raised a finger and said calmly:
Chapter completed!