Listening to the stories of those people, Imagawa Yoshimoto was also secretly surprised. It was not like he had never heard of Kizawa Nagamasa's name. When he was still practicing in Kyoto and Taiyuan Xuezhai when he was a child, Kizawa Nagamasa was already a powerful official. Imagawa Yoshimoto even met him a few times. It's just that in the eyes of Imagawa Yoshimoto, Kizawa Nagamasa was just an ordinary samurai at that time. Taiyuan Xuezai didn't think highly of him, and he didn't look like a powerful person in any way.
Why has that mediocre person suddenly become so wise and powerful in recent times? Even the Hosokawa family, which once had all the power in the world, has almost been half-emptied by him.
Not only was Imagawa Yoshimoto confused, but Taiyuan Yuzhai, who had been paying attention to the situation in Kinki, was also surprised. He complained to Imagawa Yoshimoto several times about this matter, but Imagawa Yoshimoto did not listen carefully and did not take it to heart - until he heard After all these chats, Imagawa Yoshimoto suddenly recalled the person Taiyuan Xue Zhai was talking about - it should be Kizawa Nagamasa.
Unexpectedly, it was because he was stimulated by a woman that his temperament changed drastically and he worked hard to cure it?
I don’t know what the teacher will say if I go back and tell the teacher this reason.
"But compared to Ryo Kizawa Sakyou, I'm still more optimistic about Miyoshi Chikuzen Mamoru." The red ghost mask's mouth was not willing to stop for a moment, and he continued to analyze the situation in a verbose manner.
Miyoshi building a front guard?
Imagawa Yoshimoto searched for this somewhat familiar name in his mind - ah, I remembered it, Miyoshi Nagakei. That was the young man Imagawa Yoshimoto met in Kyoto when he first went to Luo in the fifth year of Tenmon (1536), and he was the governor of the Miyoshi family of the Hosokawa family. At that time, Imagawa Yoshimoto seemed to have made a bet with him. Miyoshi Nagakei was confident that he could conquer the world within 30 years.
Imagawa Yoshimoto thought he was boasting at the time, but it later proved otherwise. Miyoshi Nagakei lost his father when he was only 10 years old, but just 2 years later, as a young boy, he led the Miyoshi family back from the Awa Kingdom, regained his father's old territory, conquered Settsu, and defeated the monks of Honganji Temple who killed his father. As a retainer of the Hosokawa family, he severely defeated the old rival Rokkaku family - now he is only in his early 20s, three years younger than Imagawa Yoshimoto.
"Sanhao Zhuqian, it is true that a tiger father has no dog son, his talent is not inferior to his father!" When Shura Mask mentioned Sanhao Changqing, he was also full of praise, "Since taking over as the governor of the family in Yuanfu, he has made countless strategies and fought hundreds of battles. Yum, every move was within the plan. He was able to reunite the Miyoshi family, which was on the verge of disintegration after the death of Miyoshi Kaiun (Miyoshi Gencho), and fight back to Kinki to recover his father's old territory from the Hosokawa family. , and compete with Sakyo Kizawa!"
"That's right, he is one hundred percent perfect." Rakshasa Mask also spoke highly of Miyoshi Changqing, "In more than ten years, I have never seen him make a single mistake, not even a single mistake on any occasion. Even if something goes wrong, everyone within the Sanhao family is loyal to him, and the family that was once divided now shares the same hatred, which shows how much he has won the hearts of the family."
"After all, heroes still emerge from youth." Aka Oni Mask sighed, and said with some regret, "We are all old, and Kizawa Sakyo is nearly fifty years old, but Miyoshi Chizen is still young and vigorous, and the future still belongs to him after all. Their."
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Just when Imagawa Yoshimoto was fascinated, Ginkgo suddenly came over, tugged pitifully on the corner of Imagawa Yoshimoto's clothes, and cried with tears in his eyes:
"Sir, someone is bullying me."
"Who?" Imagawa Yoshimoto's face darkened behind the mask, "Where is it?"
"Here!" Ginkgo pulled Imagawa Yoshimoto all the way over and pointed at a young man in blue who was wearing a catfish mask and looked a little uneasy. He looked a few years younger than Imagawa Yoshimoto and Ginkgo, and he didn't look like him at all. Salty pork knuckles.
"What's going on?" Imagawa Yoshimoto asked Ginkgo in a low voice.
"I won a bet against him, but he refused to give me the money and defaulted on the bill." Ginkgo said loudly and confidently, with her hands on her waist.
"Huh?" Imagawa Yoshimoto couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, and the young man became even more embarrassed. While bowing to apologize, he lowered his head and begged: "So that you know, I am not a deadbeat, but all the troubles I brought have been ordered." Zheng won all the money, and I had no money in the last one. I wanted to win the small one to earn some gambling capital, but Ling Zheng won again. Now I am really at the end of my rope."
"Then aren't you just a deadbeat?" Ginkgo was rude and spread his hands carelessly, "Three taels of silver, no less."
"Oh my god, how much did you beat him?" Imagawa Yoshimoto was surprised when he heard that the last "win a small one to earn some gambling capital" was only three taels of silver.
"Not much, more than fifty taels." Ginkgo smiled and patted the treasure on her waist. Only then did Imagawa Yoshimoto realize that her satchel had bulged thickly, and it seemed that it had been exchanged for a lot of gold. Otherwise, This bag doesn't even fit.
"Pay back the money!" Ginkgo said to the young man again, "How dare you default on the debt? I'll make you miserable! Cut off your hand to pay off the debt!"
"Xia Xia, have mercy on me, I really have no money." The young man cried sadly, as if he was about to kneel down.
"Your family doesn't have any money either?" Gingko, who knew the blackmail skills of gang bosses from scratch, said aggressively: "Looking at your nice clothes and good conversation, I guess you are an aristocratic son from some family? How could your family have no money? Ask your family to send money, otherwise you won’t be able to leave!”
"You can't bring this matter to my house, then I'll be doomed!" The young man became anxious for a moment, clasping his hands together as he begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother, "Hero, you have won so much, just let me go. Let me take a ride!"
"No, I have to pay back the money." Ginkgo said reluctantly, as if she was determined.
"Then how about you lend me some more silver for gambling, and I can earn some and come back to accompany you?" The young man saw that it didn't make sense, so he had no choice but to borrow money.
"If you lose again this time, I'll call you family." Ginkgo seemed to have guessed that this young man was probably a rich kid who came out to play behind his family's back, so he made a condition and took out ten taels of silver from the bag.
"It's all yours!" When he saw the money, the young man's eyes flashed with the characteristic red light of a gambler. He quickly took the money and went back to the gambling table with great interest.
"Follow and supervise the work, don't let anyone take the money and run away." Ginkgo waved to Imagawa Yoshimoto, who had no choice but to follow with a wry smile. When I got to the table, I realized that this young man was not playing any technical chess and cards, but simply playing dice. Three dice, each placed in a dice cup, are opened in sequence. 3-10 is considered small, 11-18 is considered large, and you can choose to follow or not follow each one. Follow until the end to open the dice cup and calculate the size.
"Here we go again, haven't we lost enough?" After seeing the young man return to the gambling table, everyone at the gambling table laughed. "It's so scary that Xiao Nizi won and even left her underpants. Where did you borrow the gambling capital?" ?”
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" The young man sat on the tatami, then took out a tael of silver and threw it to the left side of the gaming table, "Play small! Small!"
"One tael, is there anyone with you?" After seeing such a big chip, the gamblers took a breath. Seeing this, the croupier quickly made a move and said, "This young man has got one tael!"
"Follow!" As the atmosphere grew, the gamblers no longer cared so much. They took out their silver coins and threw them on the table: "Big!" "Big!" "Small!" "Big!"
Ginkgo also put a tael of silver on it: "Small."
"How did you win so much? Shouldn't it be purely luck?" Imagawa Yoshimoto leaned into Ginkgo's ear and whispered.
"If you can calculate it, look back, sir. Just calculate it quickly." Ginkgo replied in a low voice, as if she was afraid that others would hear her.
Seeing that everyone had finished placing their bets, the croupier began to shake the three dice cups vigorously, and then opened the first one - it was 3 o'clock!
"Okay!" The young man jumped three feet high in an instant. He was as excited as the ashigaru who had won the battle. He clenched his fist and shouted, "Two more taels!"
"Er Liang Xiao, is anyone following?" the croupier shouted again.
"Follow! Big!" Although a few gamblers had already run away when they saw that the situation was not going well, there were still a few people who insisted on following, and Ginkgo also followed silently.
The dealer then opened the second dice cup - it was 5 o'clock!
"Beautiful!" The two big gamblers cheered and roared excitedly, but the young man seemed to have hit rock bottom, his breathing became disordered, and his ears turned red.
"How many taels do you have left that you borrowed, little brother?" A gambler wearing a green ghost mask looked at the chips in the young man's hand with a smile. After counting, he put down seven taels of silver, "Here, Little brother, are you still following? Come on, everyone!"
Seeing the shining seven taels of silver falling in front of him, the young man's breathing seemed to have stopped, and his face turned red and white - if he lost the bet, he would have lost everything. Unless 1 or 2 points are opened, he has no chance of winning.
"I won't follow, I won't follow, I'll do it again!" After taking a look at the 5 o'clock that had just been issued, the young man finally became discouraged and waved his hands repeatedly. Just when the two gamblers were about to share the chips with a smile, Ginkgo threw out seven taels of silver and whispered at the same time: "Little."
"Is it you little girl again?" Qinggui Mask glared at Ginkgo, but the latter was unmoved and said to the dealer: "Let's go."
The croupier then opened the dice cup with a smile - the 2-point dice was placed in front of everyone.
"Ahhhhh!!!" Seeing that 2 o'clock was actually opened, the young man who had just given up because of timidity was so angry that he beat his chest and regretted so much that he wanted to pull his hair out. Ginkgo directed Imagawa Yoshimoto to take back all the winning chips, ignoring the murderous gazes of the other gamblers.
"How did you know it was Xiao?" Imagawa Yoshimoto asked in a low voice.
"Of course I don't know." Ginkgo replied matter-of-factly, "But it can be calculated. The bet is seven taels of silver, and the chips at the bottom are already twenty-eight taels. My probability of winning is one-third, that is nine Two or three is bigger than seven or two, why don’t I press it?”
"That's how much money you have to play."
"Isn't this a lot?" Ginkgo smiled and patted her baggage.
"Come again, come again!" The young man on the side could no longer bear it anymore and called the dealer again to start, "Buy a small one! Buy a small one! I will definitely not run away this time!"
"Okay, sir!" The croupier shook three more dice cups without saying a word, and everyone once again threw one or two chips on both sides of the gaming table.
The first dice cup came up with a 2. The young man's eyes widened when he saw it, and he almost shouted out his throat with excitement:
"Six taels!" As if to retaliate for the previous round, the young man put all his chips on the table. At the same time, he stepped on the table with one foot and looked around at the gamblers: "Who dares to follow!"
"Good fellow, what are you so proud of?" The gamblers suddenly became angry, and several of them spent money like water and poured down six taels of silver. And Ginkgo calmly continued to play six liang on the "big" side.
"Are you out of money?" The green ghost mask who just got angry with the young man looked at the young man with a ferocious smile. He took out another tael of gold from his arms and threw it in the direction of "big", "I I’m adding one tael of gold to counterattack, will you follow?”
"You!" The young man was a little embarrassed by this move, but he was already short of money. In a fit of anger, he actually pulled off the jade pendant on his chest and threw it on the table. "This family heirloom of mine is worth one or two gold, come on!"
The ginkgo on the side also silently placed a tael of gold on it, while the other gamblers around had already left in a sensible manner.
"Why are you doing this?" Imagawa Yoshimoto whispered in Ginkgo's ear again, "The first one is 2 o'clock."
"Hedging." Ginkgo made up a word and replied, "The guy buys the small one, and I buy the big one."
So the dealer opened the second dice cup, and a 6 appeared.
The scene suddenly became boiling, and everyone was excited as they watched the increasingly fierce situation, while the young man once again looked ashen - the good situation was suddenly ruined, and the winning rate was only one-third.
"Hahahahahaha!" The gambler opposite laughed from ear to ear. He emptied his wallet and put down five taels of gold to get on the stage. He pointed at the young man and cursed: "Come on, little bastard, you're still following ?"
"Follow! Mother!" The young man also got up, and with his face flushed, he still had no sense at all. He turned his head and bowed to Ginkgo and Imagawa Yoshimoto, extending his hand and said, "Hero, sir, lend me another five taels of gold, and I promise to win. Come back! I’ll pay you back after you win!”
"Five taels of gold..." Ginkgo glanced at her baggage and was reluctant to part with it.
"Please! Please!" The young man's voice was so anxious that his voice trembled, and he kept prostrating to the two of them, "That's all it takes! If you don't have the money, all the pressure you've made will be lost!"
"But if you press, you may lose more than you have lost before. You only have a one-third chance of winning, so calm down." Imagawa Yoshimoto reminded him out of good intentions, "You can borrow our ten ryo At worst, I'll spare you the trouble, let's go, stop here, don't let it get to your house."
"No, we've already reached this point, and we're just a little bit close!" The young man was obviously worried about losing, and he begged regardless, "Believe me again, and you will definitely win!"
"Okay." Ginkgo sighed and handed the young man five taels of gold.
"Little one! I'll fight you!" The young man roared like an earth-shattering roar, shaking the table. And Ginkgo also quietly put five taels of silver on the opposite side - it seems that she has made up her mind to reduce losses and not intend to make money.
The croupier slowly put his hand on the dice cup and opened the dice cup one after another.
The young man was nervous and his whole body was shaking. A large amount of sweat kept falling down his face. His two kneeling legs were shaking so much that the table was shaking. He held his breath, not daring to breathe, and stared at the dice cup with all his concentration.
The dice cup was picked up, revealing the dice underneath.
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