Hearing the steward's words, he paused, and the man's eyes fell on him: "Are the two later people the same as the previous ones?"
The steward shook his head: "I'm not sure, but they shouldn't be together, and the man behind is..."
Hearing the hesitation in the steward's words, the man chased after him and asked, "Is there any problem with that man's identity?"
The steward thought for a moment before speaking truthfully: "Yes, the clothes the man is wearing were given by the Ministry of Internal Affairs last year to several princes who had already divided their houses but had not yet gone to the fiefdoms. You also have a set, but it was Preserved.”
The man seemed to suddenly realize something and hit his head with his fan and said "Oh": "If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten about this incident." His father wanted to see these sons as brothers and sisters. To prove that he is good at teaching his children.
Therefore, every quarter, the emperor will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send an identical set of clothes to all the princes, hoping that they will not forget their brotherhood.
As everyone knows, as the emperor gets older and older, these sensible princes and their mothers and concubines have begun to fight with each other openly and secretly like black-eyed chickens.
These clothes that prove the blood relationship really have no other effect besides disgusting them.
If he hadn't been afraid of the emperor's whim questioning, he would have thrown the clothes into the brazier and burned them.
Unexpectedly, some people actually wore their clothes. Could this be their latest method to please their father?
The man was thinking seriously while tapping the table gently with the folding fan in his hand.
Seeing that the man didn't speak, the steward didn't dare to straighten up. He could only bend down and wait quietly for the prince to speak.
His master is the queen's second son, King Zhao, and this gambling house was opened privately by his father in order to help his eldest brother, King Zheng, collect information from the capital and assist his brother in ascending to the throne.
In addition to this gambling stall, his father also has two red and pink rouge shops in Beijing.
After all, people are most likely to reveal their secrets at the gambling table and in bed.
It has to be said that his father is absolutely professional in collecting intelligence and making money.
However, the fact that the gambling house was under the name of King Zhao seemed to have been leaked.
Early this morning, two people blocked the door. I don't know what tricks they used, but they were able to win money every time.
So far, their gambling house has lost hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to these two people.
The steward is very anxious now. If this continues, their gambling house will probably have to change its surname.
However, King Zhao asked in an old-fashioned way: "Can't you recognize the man wearing the prince's uniform?"
It doesn't matter if you lose some money. Each table has a limited amount. Even if these people open up to win, it will only be a mere hundred thousand taels in one morning.
It seemed that one of his brothers was short of money and came to visit him.
He really doesn't worry about such people. When these two people leave the gambling house, there will naturally be people arranged by him outside to take good care of these two people.
More than the money, he wanted to know the identities of the two people who came in behind.
It is their ancestral motto that the prince is not allowed to enter the casino, in order to prevent the descendants of the royal family from incurring debts and damaging the majesty of the royal family.
But there is no ancestral precept that states that descendants of the royal family cannot open casinos.
Even if this matter was exposed one day, he would just be scolded by his father.
Therefore, he was not worried about himself at all, but began to be curious about the identity of the other party.
After all, this man dared to wear a prince's uniform and swagger into a gambling house. If he wasn't relying on his strong foundation, then he was brave.
I just don’t know what the other party’s guard of honor is.
This actually aroused the curiosity of King Zhao.
A trace of shame flashed across the steward's face: "Sir, that person's face is a bit swollen. I really can't tell his identity." Please forgive him for not being able to tell the other person's appearance from a colorful pig's head.
King Zhao: "Swollen?" Why didn't he remember that he had a fat brother?
The steward paused and reminded: "Sir, there is only one prince in the whole capital who walks around wearing clothes issued by the Ministry of Internal Affairs." But how could he remember that that prince didn't seem so swollen!
King Zhao became interested and asked, "What's that person's name?" When the steward reminded him, he suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a person.
The steward hurried back: "It's King Xin."
King Zhao suddenly realized and laughed out loud: "It turns out it's him!"
To these princes, King Xin was definitely an anomaly.
It seems that he is never welcomed by his father, and there is never a time when he is not short of money.
Every time I heard news about King Xin, it would always be about his house repairs.
Everyone knew that his father had allocated a shabby house to King Xin, and he seemed to have no financial resources.
His house is always being repaired room by room, and the clothes he wears are always produced by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
There are no servants in the family, so he only buys rice and firewood. When it comes to palace banquets, he even eats and drinks for himself, which is so shameless.
He was obviously skinny and hungry, but he was very proud. Every time he went out, he would dress up beautifully and go to the snack street to smell the food, which made them laugh a lot.
At this time, thinking that the steward said that the man was a little swollen, King Zhao suddenly felt interesting. He went straight to the window and opened the curtains to look out. He wanted to see how the man was swollen.
In less than half a minute, King Zhao turned around with a troubled expression and looked at the steward behind him: "You think this is swelling!"
Although the lower half of his face was wrapped in a towel, the area above the bridge of his nose was still exposed.
Whether it's the panda eyes, the bloodshot forehead, or even the width of the mask, they all prove how big this person's head is at this time.
If the person in charge hadn't said anything, King Zhao really wouldn't have guessed that the other party was King Xin.
The steward showed a confused expression. He didn't know what happened to King Xin. After all, a normal prince would not be beaten like this.
For a moment, both the master and the servant in the room fell into thinking: Is that person actually King Xin?
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at the people at the gambling table. She realized that she had indeed thought too much before.
In her memory, there should be playing cards flying all over the sky in the casino, and a man in bright clothes waving his fan and smiling arrogantly at the dealer: "Sorry, I won, Royal Flush."
But when she walked to the gambling table, she saw only two rough men with hemp clothes draped sideways on their bodies, exposing half of their chests and body muscles. They shouted: "I'm going to leave after you buy it."
They actually used dice
Jin Qing: ""There is a difference between imagination and reality, so please give her some time.
Opposite the gambling table were two gentle men, one tall and one short, with a thick stack of silver notes in front of them.
Jin Qing's eyes fell on the stack of banknotes, and she had already locked onto the target.
