It is not a recent thing to control the emperor's signs of miscellaneous elites. The general order has been preached to the snowy plains as early as a century ago. As for the discussion between the court and the central government, it will be even earlier to confirm the matter.
As early as when the imperial court drafted the military conscription order, several elite military officials had already made preparations to make a bet through a battle between the elite soldiers of the Eighteen Snow Fields.
Wherever there is a competition, there is gambling. This is nothing new. In the world of Middle-earth, this matter can only be carried out secretly. After all, the conscription in the snowy plains is a court decree. The emperor's life is regarded as a gamble. If there is nothing wrong, beheading will be beheaded.
, how can it be too blatant. However, in the world of controlling people, this gambling game among the big nobles became a hot topic. Even the emperor knew about it, and the gambling style of controlling people was even better than that of Liu Shi. The emperor not only did not stop it
, and also made a symbolic note sixty years ago...
Xiang Liu next to Su Jing asked: "The emperor has also placed bets, who will win?"
"Reporting to the master," Xia Lishan became the master, and Tang Guo, the guard of his relatives, also became the master. Yan Yanbo replied respectfully: "The emperor of the dynasty was escorting us, the Seven Elite Soldiers of the Snowfield, Xia Erlang!
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This was a completely strange thing. Su Jing said in surprise: "The emperor detained us sixty years ago?"
"The competition is divided into upper and lower stages, so bets are also divided into upper and lower stages. In the former stage, the Eighteen Snowfields decide the winner. Only one team can win the championship. This bet is favored by the nobles, and there are many big bets.
Adding up, but Wan Live did not participate, this is where Wan Live treats his subjects well. If he, the old man, also bets in this game, how can others bet again? That would not be a bet with Wan Live, and I dare not offend Tianwei;
In the last competition, the brave rider challenged the leader of the snow field. There was no suspense in this bet... so no one came to bet, so Long Live fell into this round. He didn't bet on one of his own people, but ten
The winning team in the Eight Snowfields."
Fang Huahu laughed heartily: "Master's Xia'erlang will definitely be able to show his majesty, not to mention how it will be against the Knight Riders, at least he can win the first prize from the Eighteen Snowfields... The emperor bets on the winner and selects the team, isn't it?
Are you betting on the guru?"
Su Jing also laughed: "That's it, your eloquence is really amazing, I admire you."
As the contact lasted longer, Fang Huahu also gradually discovered that Master Tangren’s airs were big and big. He would not get off the sedan chair when meeting officials and would not ask for courtesy.
In the final analysis, it is the other person's 'eye' that repays the other person's body. If you look down on him, he will despise you. If you treat him equally, he will treat you like a relative or friend. His attitude depends on the other person.
Therefore, Fang Huahu was very relaxed now. They laughed a few times and turned back to the topic: "How long you bet is just a meaning and has nothing to do with the overall situation. The real big bet is on the victory in the Eighteen Snowfields. Sixty years ago
Before the imperial conscription order was issued, many dignitaries from the Yuren clan had already sent their capable men to the snowfields to inspect many ice cities in search of fallen soldiers and horses for themselves. Ten years after the order was issued, all the dignitaries had completed their visits to various ice cities.
There are choices to make big bets, and everyone makes their bets based on the bets. The big bet is closed, and we will wait for the result of the competition fifty years later before cashing in the bets."
At this time, a pair of little devils floated with their feet three feet off the ground in front of Fang Huahu. The daughter was holding a tea cup with only the tea leaves unwashed, while the brother was carrying a copper kettle full of hot water, saying in unison: "
Sir, please have some tea."
One held the cup and the other poured water, and the fragrant tea was served. Fang Huahu was flattered, thanked him repeatedly, took the cup and took a small sip, and continued: "The rich and powerful have entered the game, and the bet is rich. In terms of status, wealth and power,
Respect four of them..."
One is a worshiper in the temple. He is higher in seniority than the two royal brothers who are in charge of the temple. However, this person does not usually serve the gods in the temple. Instead, he follows the emperor and has the false title of 'National Preceptor'.
, went to court with the emperor, but never said a word, and never saw him speak. The monks in Yuren Temple are far different from the Buddhist masters in China. They claim to be foreigners, but they are rich in everything. They are drunk and wealthy.
Everything is in hand, the 'National Master' enters the game as the representative of the temple, and has the Ten Lucky Soldiers of the Snowfield;
The second one is the two princes of the current dynasty. The two princes of Fuyu and Wangjing made a bet together, betting on the Five Killers of Xueyuan. Prince Yi Yingchun of Wangjing came to Xia Kingdom originally to take care of his father and his fourth uncle, but something happened temporarily.
After being summoned back, I went to the temple before setting off. As a result, I got into a "bad luck" incident, and I could only lament my bad luck;
The third note comes from the prime minister of the current dynasty. The elder tree of the three dynasties has deep roots. The emperor who controls the territory respects this person. His compound surname is Qianma, and his given name has the character "Chen". Qianma is one of the three powerful people who control people. His treasure is on
Eleven ghosts and soldiers in the snowy field;
The fourth note comes from a man whose surname is Wang. His name is Zong Qing. His family is not bad, but he is a notch behind Qianma and other powerful men. However, he has practiced martial arts deeply and fought fiercely. He has been an official for five hundred years and has made outstanding achievements in military affairs.
The number of people he killed in the past five hundred years was several percent higher than in the previous five thousand years combined. He was made a prince a hundred years ago, and this time he bet that the Seventeenth Snowfield would not return to his army.
The Divine Court, the royal family, veterans, and upstarts all gathered together in this game. Needless to say, the stakes were huge, and the face could not afford to lose. Everyone wanted to win, but Zamo's strength was really limited, so the four families chose
The 'elite soldiers' are generals plucked from the dwarfs. How can we be sure of victory? So what should we do?
Speaking of this, Uncle Yanyan couldn't help lowering his voice: "I just learned that... the four nobles sent people to inspect the snowy fields to find potential elite soldiers. In addition, in the past sixty years, each of the four nobles has
He sent fierce generals to the snowy ice city to teach him the magical method of passing down the killing array and teach him how to fight. He never slacked off for a moment, striving to win the championship! Sixty years is not a short period of time. He received the guidance of a famous teacher, got good medicine to replenish his body, and acquired the wonderful method to practice.
, even a group of kittens can turn into fierce tigers. Maybe even ferocious magical weapons are distributed to the hands of the Zamo soldiers in case of emergency. When the master's Xia Erlang confronts them, he must be careful
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After finishing the business talk, Fang Huahu paused for a moment, took a sip of tea and said: "Master, you should know that my official position is low and I have no access to the things above. Even if I deliberately pry, I can't get any information...
...I was able to report this matter to you, all thanks to the care of King Huoshan. It was his elder who sent a message to inform you of this matter. Please be more careful, Master."
Huo Shanxiu was the king of the ancients, and he wanted to show favor to Su Jing. Fang Huahu did not dare to take the credit for himself.
The real big gambling game was closed fifty years ago. It is not impossible for others to bet now, but in comparison, it can only be regarded as "bits and pieces".
Not long ago, Wang Jingzi, who was outside the Temple Mountain, had the idea of killing the White Crow Sugar Man. It was also because he received news that "Xia Erlang" was quite powerful and he didn't want Su Jing to disturb the gambling.
Su Jing thanked him and asked Uncle Yanyan to reply to Huo Shanxiu to express his gratitude. He filtered the whole thing again in his mind and asked Fang Huahu: "Don't the emperor know?"
Taking advantage of the competition for gambling can be regarded as a habit of controlling others. But secretly supporting and training one party is another matter. It is really bullying the emperor! The emperor wants to see how elite the Zamo soldiers are, not to see how well his subordinates can train the Zamo.
What does it look like.
"The emperor today is wise and powerful. It does not mean that he can know everything, but as long as he wants to know, he will definitely be able to find out." Yan Yanbo responded vaguely.
Su Jingding nodded and said with a smile: "Good guy, if Xia Erlang wants to win the championship, will he offend everyone?"
"This... Master, you see, if you invest a lot of energy and spend a lot of money, you must win, so the 'Jiazi Bureau' that you have worked so hard to manage is suddenly disrupted," Yan Yanbo did not mind being verbose and told the truth:
"I'm afraid this will make me feel a little unhappy...especially since this 'Jiazi round' is a 'win-win round'."
Only the winning game, Yujie said, specifically for the Eighteen Snowfields, is to place bets according to the odds. The amount of each bet is carefully calculated. There are people in the Eighteen Plains and Eighteen Army who bet, so bet on the unpopular ones.
Small bets are big, and one bet can reach the sky; if you bet on the four fierce soldiers, the winnings will be limited. To put it bluntly, there is no such thing as "playing and withdrawing bets" in this game. If you invest a big bet, you will never get it back unless you win.
Su Jing became interested and asked: "Who bet on our Snowfield Seven?"
Yan Yanbo responded: "One of the Yuren clan, whose surname is Zha, was originally a marquis. His ancestors had outstanding achievements. Those who can join this game are either rich or noble, and they are all great people... Master, do you still remember?"
Mandu City'."
Su Jing remembered that in the big city on the Seventh Snowfield, the Dou Rui in this city were really fierce and attracted attention when they first attacked. Unfortunately, their stamina was very poor. They fought vigorously in the first three rounds, but were exhausted in the fourth round. By the fifth battle, they were exhausted.
They were defeated and failed to enter the final battle.
Seeing Su Jing's head, Yan Yanbo continued: "Mantuo City was deliberately cultivated by the Zha family... But Lord Zha was really unlucky. Forty years ago, he failed in a major business, causing his wife to be deprived of his title.
The family property was confiscated, and they were demoted to ordinary people. The Zha family's secret method of training the Mandauo soldiers was special, and it was emphasized that it could not be interrupted for forty years. Once the soldiers and horses were cut off, they would suffer backlash and even weaken their bones, making it difficult to fight for a long time.
.After setting up a family, I can barely support myself. How can I still have the energy to train snow soldiers? I have to give up halfway."
However, the nobles trained a mixed army of soldiers and horses in one city, and the bets were divided by the snow field. The Manduo soldiers failed to come forward. Another elite soldier from the snow field seven won the championship, and the Zha family won. The Zha family is now finished.
But the bet had been sealed before the disaster, so he was still in the game...
Su Jing lowered his head and pondered for a while, and when he raised his head again, a smile appeared on his face: "Sir, do you think I need to fight for that 'Snowfield Leader' again?"
Uncle Yanyan was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was saying, "Xueyuan Kuiyong?"
No matter how brave and powerful he was, he was still a miscellaneous soldier from Xue Yuan. Now, Su Jing has evoked the true spirit of the emperor, and even the emperor's nephew, the five monks, have to respect him as "guru". There is really no point in fighting for that arena, not to mention offending him.
The four most powerful aristocrats in the world, if they win, they will only help a poor man in trouble, which is not worth it at all.
After asking, without waiting for Uncle Yanyan to answer, Su Jing said with a smile: "Excuse me, Sir, please send a message to those noble people for me. The Seven Summers of Snowfield have no intention of disturbing the situation. Please rest assured... Why do you look so ugly?"
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