"Okay, open it, I'll open it right now."
The middle-aged Taoist dressed as a warlock looked at Zhao Ding and grinned, but subconsciously moved his hand forward.
Zhao Ding held down the hand of the middle-aged man who was mostly a warlock: "Don't move, just open like this!"
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly when he saw this, but he still had a smile on his face and looked at Zhao Ding: "I'm driving, I'm driving."
"Then you drive."
Zhao Ding still held down the porcelain bowl under the middle-aged man's hand with one hand.
"What's going on? Why doesn't this young man let you drive but you don't?"
"Are you cheating?"
"You're lying to us, right?"
At this moment.
People around him gradually realized that something was wrong.
Each of them narrowed their eyes slightly and looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a warlock with a somewhat unkind expression.
"No, how can I? I have been here for so many years, how can I cheat?"
The middle-aged man grinned and said with a smile.
"Then you should drive it."
Someone next to me shouted.
"Haha~~~"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man kept giggling, but he couldn't move his hand on the tureen.
After working on it for a long time, it didn't open.
"If you don't drive it, I'll drive it for you!"
Zhao Ding grinned and looked at Zhang San beside him.
Zhang San reacted immediately.
He strode forward.
A grappler directly pushed the arm of the middle-aged man dressed as a warlock to the ground backwards.
"It hurts~~~"
The middle-aged man dressed as a warlock kept crying out in pain.
But Zhang San's hands were still like steel pliers, pressing the middle-aged man to the ground, preventing him from moving.
Zhao Ding casually opened the black cloth covering the bowl.
It is indeed "eight" inside
Then he quietly moved the bowl forward slightly.
In everyone's attention.
The iron piece that was originally "eight" instantly rolled into "three".
"Good guy, it turns out you are a liar, right?"
"I said no matter how I play, I will lose. That's it."
"Bitch, this is Yingtian Inner City, you actually dare to cheat on the street, come on, take him to the government, I want to see how many mouths he has."
"Brothers, come together!"
As the piece of iron rolled into "three" in full view of everyone, the crowd around them suddenly became filled with indignation, especially those who had lost a lot of money to this middle-aged man dressed as a warlock. The eyes are red.
One by one, they were panting heavily and looking at the middle-aged man who was still pinned to the ground by Zhang San with unkind expressions.
"me....."
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man turned pale with fright. Cold sweat appeared on his head. He opened his mouth, but could not say a word for a long time.
Zhao Ding picked up the thousand taels of silver notes that he had thrown down on the ground. Then he took the silver he had bet on "three", and by the way, he also picked up the one or two pieces of silver he had bet on "three".
He turned to look at Zhang San and shouted: "Let's go."
Zhang San raised his head and glanced at the crowd that had gathered around him, as well as the middle-aged man dressed as a warlock who was pinned to the ground.
He raised his leg and kicked him.
He kicked the middle-aged man dressed as a warlock to the ground, ate a dog's shit, and then clapped his hands.
Only then did Zhao Ding walk out of the crowd.
And after Zhang San walked out of the crowd.
The middle-aged man dressed as a warlock was immediately surrounded by the crowd.
Piercing cries suddenly sounded from deep within the crowd.
Looking at this scene, Lu Tao suddenly snorted in relief.
He stomped his feet on the ground angrily, and then he caught up and looked at Zhao Ding with a complaining look on his face: "Wang..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Ding's eyes were already looking over.
Lu Tao then changed her tune, looked at Zhao Ding with resentful eyes, and said, "Sir, have you noticed it a long time ago? Why didn't you remind me just now?"
Zhao Ding looked at Lu Tao sideways: "Is it useful to remind you?"
"Hmm~~~"
Lu Tao touched her chin, lowered her head in embarrassment, and said with a naive smile: "It seems useless..."
"That's fine then."
Zhao Ding rolled his eyes.
"Hehe~~~"
Lu Tao laughed silly again.
Zhao Ding glanced at the gradually darkening sky around him.
I casually looked at the restaurant on the roadside, touched my belly, and shouted: "Come on, Your Majesty, I will take you to eat something. After eating, I will take you to taste... um, see the seafood merchant."
Originally, Zhao Ding planned to go taste seafood.
But one look at Lu Tao's appearance of a woman disguised as a man,
The words that came to his mouth eventually turned into "look", and after listening to Zhao Ding's words, Zhang San's original expression of excitement suddenly became like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he followed Zhao Ding with his head clasped.
Only the heartless Lu Tao still looked excited.
…
At the same time, in the palace of Prince Qin.
"My lord, help me, you must avenge me.
Then Zhao Ding is unreasonable.
I just called the villain a few times at the door, and Zhao Dingran ordered his subordinates to break the villain's legs.
Prince, you must make the decision for me, the villain. "
Zhao Gang had just finished eating. He held the charming concubine in his arms, feeling warm and lustful.
As it turned out, the flirting wasn't quite there yet.
Then I heard shrill cries outside the palace gate.
Look up.
Then he saw a group of people from Prince Qin's palace walking in carrying a stretcher.
On a stretcher.
Huang Wuzhen lay on it crying for his father and mother.
One leg was twisted to the side in a regular shape.
"You go down first."
Zhao Gang frowned slightly and gave instructions to the concubine in his arms.
The concubine immediately snorted dissatisfiedly.
He stood up and reluctantly walked towards the back of the palace.
After seeing my concubine leave.
Zhao Gang stood up and walked outside the hall.
I just walked down the steps and arrived in the yard.
They saw Huang Wu crawling off the stretcher crying for his father, hugging Zhao Gang's thigh, and cried: "My lord, you must make the decision for me, the little one. The little one is Feng Wangye." Your order is to send a message to the prince and invite Zhao Ding to the palace. Who would have thought that Zhao Ding would send someone to break one of the villain's legs without knowing the reason.
He also directly asked the young one to bring a message to the prince, saying that if you have any dissatisfaction, you can go directly to his majesty to read a copy of his book. "
"Did he really say that?"
Zhao Gang looked at Huang Wu suspiciously, his brows almost furrowed into the character "Sichuan".
"Yes, I didn't tell any lies. He really said that, my lord."
Huang Wu cried and hugged Zhao Gang's thigh tightly: "My lord, you must not let him go. He is nothing but a county prince, and your lord, you are the prince. Now you deigned to send the villain to invite him, but instead of coming, he sent someone to break the villain's legs.
This is not a slap on the villain's legs. It is clearly a slap on your face, the prince.
You must not just let it go. "
After listening to Huang Wu's words, Zhao Gang's face gradually turned cold. He glanced at Huang Wu coldly, then looked in the direction of the post house and snorted coldly: "You Zhao Ding, don't you think that I really don’t dare to join you?
Come here, prepare pen and ink for me. I will submit a letter to Zhao Ding immediately! "
