Chapter Thirty-Six: Eating, Drinking, Whoring and Gambling
Two years later.
An understatement in the history of the empire: "In the eighty-nine years of Lincang, there has been a severe drought for two years. No rain has fallen, water sources have dried up, grain grains have not been harvested, and thousands of people are hungry. March 21, Zhenyi recovers**
Uprising in Kunfang City under the banner of Heaven’s Wrath.”
The old traces dried up, and the new ink stained the page of history with strong blood: "On November 15th, Zhenyi Fujun used 10,000 troops to defeat the Empire's 50,000 cavalry, and captured the two cities of Kunfang and Ximu in Zhongnan."
The armed forces and the iron horses are arrayed in the mountains and rivers, and the bloody storm is stirring up violent waves.
Despite the dramatic changes in the situation, the small border town south of Qianzhiling remained untroubled by the chaos and was still living and working in peace and contentment.
The casino is still as lively as it should be. Even though it's winter, the place is bustling with people. You don't even need to burn the charcoal pot to break a sweat.
"I still don't believe it!" The broken silver notes were pushed out with a clatter in front of the table. The tall man slapped the table and let out a roar, as if his eyes were red with gambling, "I will continue to bet big!"
The long gambling table was crowded with people, and a man in a black robe sat across from him. He said calmly: "Young gambler."
He has a wine gourd on his waist, and a huge sword across his abdomen. He crosses his legs lazily, caressing the green stubble on his chin with his thumb, and the corners of his mouth are tilted in a carefree manner, and his deep pupils are unfathomable.
The wandering swordsman looks unruly and conceited.
Sitting next to her was a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with jet black hair that was half stranded and half undone, an oval face with a smooth white face, red lips and white teeth that were slightly open and closed, bright eyes and dark eyebrows that were smart and delicate. She exuded an alluring charm at such a young age.
Half of the onlookers were watching the gambling game, and the other half were watching the beauty. However, the little beauty didn't bother to look at anything. She just lowered her head and concentrated on eating the chestnut cake on the plate.
At this time, the dice was thrown, and the burly man stared at the rotating dice with his eyes almost falling out. When the dice stopped, he leaned over and counted the points. He was almost so angry that he wanted to overturn the table. He had already connected.
Lost all afternoon!
"Little again!" The crowd cheered again.
But the person involved just raised his eyes as if nothing had happened, raised his eyebrows slightly, bumped the elbow of the young apprentice next to him, and said with parted lips: "Your master, I can change my career to become a gambling king."
Jing Che finally raised his head from the delicious chestnut cake, glanced at Baili Fengjian's slightly proud face, clicked his tongue disdainfully, and lowered his voice and said, "Don't cheat if you have the ability."
The fingers that were originally curled up into a strange gesture spread out at will, indicating that he would no longer manipulate the dice. A smile unconsciously appeared on his lips, and he said: "Look, master is going to use a bigger move."
Jing Che glanced at his mouth and saw how narcissistic he looked, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He simply took the plate of chestnut cake and sat down in a quieter place.
Everyone gathered around the table in the middle to watch the fun, and the low tables for tea around seemed sparse. A young Taoist priest in black and white robes sat there and drank tea tirelessly from cup to cup, holding a white flag about half the height of a person in his hand.
, written on it are the two words "Fortune Telling" written in Douda.
Jing Che remembered that Tianjizi Jian Mo told her fortune a year ago, but said that her fortune was too weird and could not calculate anything, and then drove her out of Rongxuan Peak impatiently. She intuitively felt that Jian Mo must have seen that old thing
But he refused to tell her anything, and he was always worried about it.
Now he saw a Taoist fortune teller. Although he looked a bit like a magic stick who was trying to make up his fortune, Jing Che instantly became very interested. He sat across from him and asked with a smile: "How much does a fortune teller cost?"
The Taoist priest's eyes followed the source of the sound with a blank look. It looked like he was a blind man. He winked in a direction that was not quite right and said mysteriously: "I only give it to those who are destined to hear it."
"What's your name?" Jing Che rolled his eyes and suddenly changed the subject.
"Aye."
"My name is Jing Che. You see, we got to know each other so quickly. Even if we are destined to be together, tell me my fortune." His eyes were bright and full of expectation.
Aye did not refuse, took out a few hexagrams from his body and placed them on the table. He closed his eyes tightly, fiddled with the hexagrams with his slender fingers, and calculated them carefully. Then his expression changed and he said: "Girl, you are destined to be
Bitter lover."
Jing Che's heart skipped a beat: "How do you say that?"
A Ye said: "The hexagrams show that you will have an unethical love affair with your master. You said that this relationship that is destined to not be together is not bitterness. What is it?"
"Absurd!" He stood up hastily with a flick of his sleeves, and the teapot on the table suddenly shattered to the ground.
The inferior ceramic pieces fell all over the floor, but they were covered up by the commotion at the other end.
"Stinky magic stick, pretending to be a god." Jing Che gritted his teeth and threw the messy hexagrams on the table at A Ye, and went back to the middle gambling table angrily.
Aye's eyes regained focus a little, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth - he didn't have time to tell her fortune, so he naturally exaggerated it to attract her attention.
Jing Che didn't notice anything unusual about A Ye, so he just sat back next to Baili Fengjian. Just then, the big man who had lost all his fortune in gambling took out a crumpled piece of paper from his arms and slapped it on the table.
Go up, almost roaring: "Come again! You're betting big! I've got all the house deeds here! If you don't have the ability to win, I want the four fingers of you, such a bastard—"
"Yeah." Baili Fengjian half-curved his lips and responded nonchalantly.
The onlookers cheered excitedly. The bet was huge. It was simply a life-and-death bet among desperadoes! Someone even blew a few sharp whistles, and the heated atmosphere almost overturned the atmosphere of this small casino.
roof.
Jing Che glanced at Baili Fengjian's handsome and romantic appearance, and the words of the stinky stick rang annoyingly in her ears again, and she felt more and more unhappy. Just when the dice was thrown, she made a little trick in a mischievous way
.
The dice stopped, and Baili Fengjian's expression was startled.
"Hahahahahahahahaha," the man raised his head and laughed heartbreakingly, "This time I finally hit it hard! Grandson, I'm going to take your finger!"
Jingche continued to eat the chestnut cake with his head buried in concentration, when suddenly someone picked him up by the back of his collar and dragged him out of the small casino.
Hey! She ate half of the chestnut cake!
When they arrived at the pavilion on the hillside outside the city, Baili Fengjian stopped and threw Jing Che to the ground without mercy. He was angry and funny: "You are really good at selling things, Master?"
Jing Che patted his butt and stood up, retorting: "You ran away after losing the bet. Why are you so cowardly? You still have the nerve to be a sword master."
"Believe it or not?" He crossed his arms and looked at her sideways.
"Come here." She moved her face in front of him more and more brazenly, showing off her power.
She knew that the words he kept saying, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up," "Believe it or not, throw you outside," and "Believe it or not, I'm going to sever the relationship between master and disciple" were always just words.
It has been two years, and she has already figured out his temperament and preferences. She has challenged his bottom line again and again, so his bottom line has been pushed lower and lower by her, until it can no longer be found.
Anyway, the past two years, in a nutshell, have been the lives of a narcissistic swordsman and a girl who focuses on arrogance. He always forces her to admit that he is very powerful, but she always has to argue with him, so the master and apprentice often quarrel.
However, the two years passed peacefully and harmoniously.
In fact, in the first half year after Jingche moved to Yunqin Peak, they still occasionally broke out into large-scale cold wars. Because of the previous incident, there were always knots in their hearts. One was too free and easy to bother to explain, and the other was too proud and just insisted on what he saw.
He refused to change his mind. It was not until later that the master and apprentice had a long conversation all night long and finally made it clear the previous misunderstanding.
In addition to the grievances Jing Che suffered when he first came to Nanqiong, Baili Fengjian was also particularly indulgent to her, covering the sky and the earth with his hands to accommodate her. He could ignore the troubles she caused due to her bold actions. However, it fell to others like this.
In his eyes, Jing Che became the kind of wild child that his master didn't love and had no one to discipline him.
However, these two people are not people who care about external things. They don't care what others think, and they don't bother to explain.
As for bringing his young apprentice to the casino, which seemed a bit out of the ordinary, Baili Fengjian did not expect it. A year ago, he had wanted to come to the casino to be cool without telling Jing Che, but unexpectedly, his young apprentice was in a mess.
Following him, he claimed to be in charge of his master, but once he arrived at the casino, he turned into a loose pony, and his gambling skills were astonishing.
One time, she won a lot of money and even generously invited Baili Fengjian to visit the flower house. She called a girl, but she didn't allow Baili Fengjian to come in. The two of them were messing around in the room, and when they came out, Jingche had a lot of clothes on his body.
A burden.
Later, Baili Fengjian finally saw the true face of Lushan in the package, and instantly blushed - it turned out to be a riding cloth. Only then did he realize that his young apprentice had come to Kuishui.
Except for that one barely considered prostitution, eating, drinking and gambling became the master and apprentice's only hobby. The two often sneaked out of Jiahuang Mountain, crossed Qianzhiling with their swords to a border town, or simply left Jiahuang Mountain openly.
Even the Nanqiong Sect has nothing to do with these two people.
One is a sword master, and the other is a descendant of the sword master.
It has been nearly a year without realizing it, following the days of Baili Fengjian's degeneration. However, masters are always lonely. In recent months, Jingche couldn't find any opponents in the casino, so he stopped working. Even when he went to the casino, he just
She concentrated on eating all kinds of small cakes. Today she found her true love chestnut cake, but halfway through eating, she was pulled out by the cowardly Baili Fengjian.
Why is my master seeking death like this? Even though he lost the bet, it was her who was behind it.
"Go back to the mountain." He was used to not blaming her for being such a villain. The best way to deal with her was to simply stop talking to her, otherwise she would be unable to stop her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth and kept talking.
Up.
"I don't."
"If you don't reply, I will."
"I don't care, you pay me chestnut cake."
Chestnuts are rare in this area, let alone made into chestnut cakes. I'm afraid only that casino in the entire border supplies them occasionally.
The woman was really annoyed. Baili Fengjian picked up Jingche and stood on the sword. Without saying hello, he picked up the sword and headed towards Jiahuang Mountain. He said venomously: "Just eat it, fat man."
It’s like a sow, and it can’t even fit on a land as big as Yunqin Peak.”