Chapter 53: I, the Duke of Kyoto, will never be a slave!

Style: Historical Author: Kirakami YosukeWords: 2530Update Time: 24/01/12 08:48:41
"Yaoji!"

"Touch! Ninety thousand!"

"Ninety thousand kong!" Kyogoku Takahiro pushed forward the three ninety thousand cards in his hand, then reached out and touched another card in the pile.

Taking a closer look, it was Zhang Ertiao.

At this time, Kyogoku Takahiro had a pair of nines, a triple, a quad, and four to five or six thousand, which were Hu Erwu's cards.

"Haha! I'm confused, spend money on the bar, give me money, give me money!"

Kyogoku Takahiro pushed down the remaining cards, then spread his hands in front of Sanjo Kōrai, Ichibo Fudichi and others.

Sanjo Korai's breathing was a little rapid, then he looked at his card pocket, and reluctantly handed the 35 cash wooden card to Kyogoku Takahiro's hand.

Ichibo Fangdong carefully counted the wooden cards in his hand, and then handed over the remaining seven wooden cards.

Another minister spread his hands and looked at Kyogoku Takahiro with an embarrassed look on his face: "Musashi Shouchen, can you go ahead and pay the debt?"

Kyogoku Takahiro suddenly said reluctantly: "You are not allowed to owe money on this mahjong table, and you can't do this with the sweeper!"

"Originally, I just play small cards with you. On weekdays, I always play low at home. I can just touch a few cards by myself!"

"It's only thirty or fifty cents, it's so profitable!"

Gong Qing's body trembled. Although he was very embarrassed, he really had no money.

In the past three days, although he stood out from many mahjong players and entered today's "Mahjong Hegemony Final". But the minister's foundation is weak and he is not as wealthy as Sanjo Korai and others. In addition, he has been a bit unlucky in the past two days, and he has lost all the dozen or so money he has today.

At this point, the minister could only turn his help-seeking eyes to Sanjo Kōrai beside him.

Sanjo Kōrai quickly turned his head and pretended not to see it.

Ichichi Fangdong threw the card bag directly on the table, "I don't have any money anymore. Let's stop here today. Let's fight another day!"

After saying that, Ichijo Fangmichi stood up and left the courtyard.

"Sanjo-sama, shall we continue?" Kyougoku Takahiro looked at Sanjo Nori with some unsatisfied thoughts.

After hearing this, Sanjo Kōrai's face changed slightly, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Well... I'm a little anxious, so I'll go and take a moment first!"

With that said, Sanjou Korai quickly slipped out of the courtyard, clutching his stomach.

As for the other ministers who were watching the battle, they disappeared instantly after feeling Kyogoku Takahiro's gaze.

"It's so boring!" Kyogoku Takahiro shrugged and flipped the mahjong on the mahjong table boredly. "A bunch of poor guys can't play mahjong for five cents. It's really disappointing!"

"Someone, clear the table and mahjong!"

"By the way, tell the kitchen not to serve fish for tonight's dinner, and be vegetarian!"

.......

At the dinner in the evening, the ministers were not very interested.

Although the dishes are a bit simple, as long as they can eat enough, the ministers will not say much. What's more, Omi's wine is still good, and you can drink it casually.

But when they think about the money they and others have lost in the past few days, many ministers feel heartbroken.

I originally planned to come to Omi to enjoy the autumn breeze, but why didn't I get any benefits and instead emptied my wallet?

After the dinner, the ministers returned to the residences arranged for them by Kyogoku Takahiro.

However, Sanjou couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and he was a little reluctant.

Although he is a beginner at mahjong, Sanjo doesn't think his skills are bad. On the contrary, he once watched Kyogoku Takahiro play mahjong, and Kyogoku Takahiro's playing skills were not as good as his own!

Like some "reliance on cards", "unmatching", "matching" and the like, Kyogoku Takahiro is completely messy.

As for why he was counting money these two days, Sanjou Kōrai had already come to a preliminary conclusion, that is, he was a little unlucky.

As long as you have a little better luck, you will definitely win!

right!

That's for sure!

"Quan Danayan Hall, are you sleeping?"

Just as Sanjo Korai was tossing and turning, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the house.

"It's a palace. It's so late, but what's so important?"

Pushing open the wooden door, Sanjou no Rai invited Ichichiro outside the door into the room.

Lighting the oil lamp, Ichibo Fangdoshi sat on the ground with a look of reluctance and said: "Kwon Dai Nayan Hall, we have lost a lot of money in the past two days, and we returned to Kyoto in such a dejected manner. How can we face the situation at home?" Wife and children?”

"Ichijoden means..."

A flash of light flashed in Ichibo Fudichi's eyes, and then he said eagerly: "Let's call up Anekokoji-den later and go find Musashi Morden for another fight!"

"I will take revenge tonight!"

"Musashi Shou is just relying on his good luck. I have already calculated it secretly just now. After midnight tonight, Musashi Shou's luck will be far worse than before!"

Sanjou no Rai suddenly said excitedly: "Is it true what Ichijoden said?"

"I have studied the Book of Changes in my spare time. Although I am not proficient in it, I am still very confident in calculating my fortune!"

Sanjou Korai immediately put on his clothes, then ran to the next door and woke up his two assistants: "Quick, go and take out the box at the bottom of the box!"

"ha!"

A nearby man drowsily dug out a wooden box from the suitcase he had brought before, and then handed it to Sanjo Korai's hands.

Sanjo nori took the wooden box and returned to the house without any explanation. Then he said loudly with red eyes: "Ichijo-den, this is my father's coffin book. We must turn things around tonight!"

Ichibo Fangdong also quickly opened a wooden box he was carrying, and two small silver coins lay quietly inside.

"This is the gold presented by the Tosa Ichijo family last month. Success or failure depends on this!"

Sanjo Kōrai stretched out his hand and grasped Ichibo Fōdō in the air, "Tonight we will sink the boat and avenge our previous shame!"

"Let Musashi lose all his money!"

"Win them all!"

ah!

Give it a try! A bicycle turns into a motorcycle!

If you win, you will be a young model in the club, if you lose, you will work in the sea!

I am the Duke of Kyoto! Never be a slave!

After saying that, Ichibo Tomoe and Sanjo Kōrai knocked on the door of Anekokoji Sanuhiro's door.

Looking at Ichibo Fangdong and Sanjo Kanyi, Anekoji Minoru suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"One hall, three halls, what are you..."

Ichibo Fangmichi and Sanjo Kanyi looked at each other, and then without any explanation, they directly pulled Anekoji Sanuhiro out.

There was no time to explain, the bus to the kindergarten had already started!

.......

Kyogokukan, Kyogoku Takahiro Yashiki.

At this time, Kyogoku Takahiro was still busy working under the candlelight.

"Twenty-two thousand and forty-eight."

"Twenty-two thousand and forty-nine."

"A bunch of poor people, they only do this!"

Kyogoku Takahiro couldn't believe it. Twenty or thirty ministers of Kyoto only had twenty guan of money? !

Is there any mistake?

Mrs. Kotokawa stood behind Kyogoku Takahiro and rubbed Kyogoku Takahiro's shoulders, "Your Highness has worked hard these days, but these ministers may have no money, right?"

"What's the point? It's my wish to promote Mahjong. A little money is nothing more than extraneous things!" Kyogoku Takahiro looked like he had no desires or desires.

Mrs. Qinchuan came to the side and sat down, and then calculated the account for Kyogoku Takahiro, "In entertaining the ministers these days, I spent ten guan on wine and seven guan on ingredients. Counting other miscellaneous things, it should cost About twenty strings."

Kyogoku Takahiro raised his eyebrows, "So, my family can still make money this time?"

Mrs. Qinchuan nodded, and then said with a smile: "Actually, the ministers are not so poor. It's just that copper coins are not easy to carry."

"Besides, there are many ministers in Kyoto. Even if one person wins ten guans from him, wouldn't it be worth thousands of guans?"

Kyogoku Takahiro suddenly got something. After a moment of silence, his eyes suddenly widened.

At this moment, Kyogoku Takahiro felt as if he had opened the door to a new world!

Go to Kyoto!

Make a fortune!