He turned around and winked at Jiang Wenzheng and Su Yuanyuan, feeling extremely proud.
He was led by two minions to the high platform. However, before he could sit on the comfortable chair, a hemp rope was hung around his neck. The two minions skillfully tied the hemp rope around his neck.
He turned twice in front of his chest and wrapped his arms behind him.
Before Wen Shaoru could react, he was tied tightly to the pillar.
"Mrs. Madam?"
Why are you tying me up?
Unexpectedly, Wen Yin, who just looked at him with a sad face, took the small leather whip on the side and hit Wen Shaoru hard on the body.
Wen Shaoru, a weak scholar, suddenly burst into tears and started wailing.
Jiang Xuan, who was hanging on the side, didn't dare to express his anger, for fear of implicating himself, so he secretly stood on tiptoes and moved to the side.
"Ask your family to send a ransom of three hundred taels! Otherwise, I will kill you!"
Wen Yin said fiercely, his eyes were full of ferocity, and his beating movements were merciless.
Wen Shaoru was about to cry but had no tears, so he replied tremblingly, "I am your great-grandson! Also, why are they one hundred taels, and I only have three hundred taels!"
Wen Yin whipped Wen Shaoru again, smiled slightly, and showed a treacherous expression, "You are my blood relative, so you have to pay more!"
Su Yuanyuan stood not far away and watched, stunned. This old man must be crazy about money.
Jiang Wenzheng and Wen Yin made an agreement to roll dice, and whoever got the higher number would win.
"If you lose, you will stay in Black Wind Village and become the meat of the pot."
Wen Yin has been in Heifeng Village for who knows how long. He has already become proficient at playing dice. Comparing the size of the dice is a piece of cake.
"If we win, we will all be put down the mountain."
Jiang Wenzheng rested his forehead lazily on his chair.
Su Yuanyuan, who was behind him, still thought about Xuan Tie and quickly added, "You have to answer me a question!"
"good!"
Wen Yin readily agreed and had two dice cups prepared.
Wen Yin and Jiang Wenzheng sat on each side of the long table, with three dice placed in front of them.
Compete three times to see who wins more times. The simplest method is of course also a psychological battle.
The game was about to start, but Su Yuanyuan suddenly called to stop. She frowned slightly and walked towards Wen Yin, staring at the dice in front of him.
"Wait a moment!"
Wen Yin looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
Su Yuanyuan picked up the dice in front of him, put it in his hand and observed it at 360 degrees without any blind angle. When he saw that there was no problem, he put it back on the table.
She pretended to be suspicious, "This is on your territory, what if there is manipulation? I don't have to check it out!"
Wen Yin looked at her nervous look, her skin was white and tender, and she frowned slightly like a little girl. She lowered her tone for no reason, "Is there something wrong with the test?"
Su Yuanyuan curled her lips, "No, let's get started."
The two shook the dice cup at the same time. Jiang Wenzheng's eyes were indifferent and he shook it casually, as if he didn't take the competition to heart at all.
Wen Yin has been playing for so many years and has long ago mastered the skill of listening to points.
He put the dice cup on the table, and at that moment, he had the answer in his heart.
Two sixes and one five. Only Jiang Wenzheng had three sixes to beat him.
He had a chance of winning in his heart, his eyebrows relaxed, he smiled and grabbed the wine jar on the side and took a sip of wine.
On the opposite side, Jiang Wenzheng was still shaking the dice casually.
Seeing his unfamiliar look, Wen Yin couldn't help but laugh at him, "Young man, if you shake it again, it will fall apart."
Even Su Yuanyuan felt that he shook for too long.
But Jiang Wenzheng didn't take it seriously. He still swayed, opened his lips slightly, and slowly uttered a few words, "Why are you panicking?"
He turned around and said to Su Yuanyuan standing behind him, "Bring me a cup of tea."
When he said this, his light-colored eyes stared blankly at Su Yuanyuan, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was expressing pain.
The two of them had secretly agreed before going up the mountain that if they encountered any difficulties, they would give a secret code. The content of the secret code was exactly what he said just now, "Give me a cup of tea."
Wen Yin didn't know anything about this. Instead, he felt that the young man opposite him had really good concentration. At such a critical moment, he still had the leisure to drink tea. He couldn't hide his approval in his eyes, "Hahahaha!
You are a young man with good temperament! I really appreciate you."
But Su Yuanyuan, who was standing next to Jiang Wenzheng, was not in such a good mood. Her eyes dimmed for a moment, and she looked at Jiang Wenzheng speechlessly.
I'm afraid he doesn't know how to play dice...
From the very beginning, she was unfamiliar with Jiang Wenzheng's skills, and once she almost rolled out the dice...
She was still hinting to herself in her heart that it must be a trick to deceive the old man opposite, but now she just felt the cold icy rain patting her face randomly.
Now you have the idea of attacking Jiang Wenzheng. If you don’t know how to roll the dice, what else can you promise him?
Even she was afraid that she almost believed him because of his mature appearance before the competition.
Jiang Wenzheng saw the anger burning in Su Yuanyuan's eyes, looked at him with some grievance, and pursed his lips tightly.
It’s not his fault. The most important thing is that when he was young, his mother had a strict control over him. He was allowed to do whatever he wanted, but he was not allowed to learn from those who were dishonest.
So he had never even touched a dice. The last time he did so was when he tricked Su Laoba in the casino, and his unfamiliar rolling skills really fooled Su Laoba.
Su Yuanyuan couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart. She put a hand on Jiang Wenzheng's shoulder and gave him a relaxing look.
Jiang Wenzheng calmed down and banged the dice cup on the table.
When Wen Yin noticed that he had a tendency to stop, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the sound in the dice cup to identify the size inside.
But the moment Jiang Wenzheng placed the dice cup on the table, Su Yuanyuan, who was standing behind, frowned fiercely, took a sharp breath, and sneezed loudly.
It's better now, Wen Yin didn't hear any sound clearly.
Su Yuanyuan rubbed the tip of her nose with her sleeve, smiled apologetically, and apologized to everyone, "I'm sorry."
Wen Yin didn't believe that she was really embarrassed. When he raised his eyes again and looked at Jiang Wenzheng opposite, Jiang Wenzheng opened his dice cup and took a peek.
The expression on the man's face was still calm and relaxed. Wen Yin tried to find some clues from his facial expression, but he concealed it too well and didn't like to show off.
Wen Yin lowered his eyes slightly, but his heart was not as confident as before. If Jiang Wenzheng wanted to beat him, he had to make three sixes. But what is the probability of three sixes? It is one in 216
.
His rough fingers kept rubbing the dice cup, but his heart kept thinking whether the probability was small or small, but it didn't mean it was impossible.
He quietly raised his eyes. Jiang Wenzheng opposite him looked calm and relaxed, leaning on his body and joking with the younger brother standing behind him. He didn't care about it at all.
