"It's not that we're afraid that we'll lose, but that you don't have enough money to compensate!" Zhu Ti said with a snort.
"Who in the capital doesn't know that I, Zhu Jun, will keep my word?" Zhu Jun's chest thumped, "You can bet, let alone ten thousand taels, even if you bet one hundred thousand taels, I can afford to pay!
If you can't afford the compensation, I will pay you on an annual basis when my annual contribution comes down.
If it doesn't work, I will give you the taxes when I become a vassal!
Whoever defaults on the debt is the grandson! "
Hearing this, everyone nodded. Madman Zhu was still admirable for this.
He never owes anyone anything. Even if he sells everything, he will still pay off his debts. Everyone in the capital knows this!
"Then I'll add another ten thousand taels!"
"I'll add ten thousand taels too!"
The two of them said proudly.
Zhu Jun quickly tore off a piece of rice paper and wrote down the amount and odds of the two people's bets. "Send the money to my house before tonight. Don't wait until it expires!"
The two of them put away their bets and looked at each other, feeling very happy.
This person who was taken advantage of was rushing to give them both money.
Zhu Boring, in particular, was particularly fond of Qinghe. When he was a child, he asked his mother for Qinghe, but her mother did not agree.
Now I finally found an opportunity to get Qinghe over.
Even if the eldest brother comes back, he won't let it go.
"Come on, come on, place your bet!" Zhu Jun said.
"I'll bet a hundred taels on Master Qi to win!"
"I'll bet a thousand taels on Master Qi to win!"
Looking around, no one believed that Zhu Jun could win.
Little Fatty held a small yellow croaker in his hand and looked at Zhu Jun, "Uncle Six, I'm sorry, I choose Uncle Seven!"
After putting the little yellow croaker down, he felt bad again, so he dug into his sleeves and took out another ingot of broken silver, "I bet you win these two, I'll treat it as my nephew's favor!"
Zhu Jun wrote down the odds with a smile, tore off a piece of paper and handed it over, "Little fat man, you missed the opportunity to make a fortune!"
Immediately, he turned to look at Zhu Yingxiong, "Eldest nephew, who do you choose?"
Zhu Yingxiong gritted his teeth and said: "One thousand taels, I choose Uncle Liu to win. This is all my money!"
Zhu Jun felt a little emotional, he must be his eldest nephew.
He touched Zhu Yingxiong's head and said, "Don't worry, just wait for the cashier!"
Zhu Yingxiong knew very well that Zhu Jun was destined to lose, and these one thousand taels were simply not enough for Zhu Jun to compensate.
I can only do my best to help Uncle Liu.
"Is there anyone else who wants to place bets?" Zhu Jun glanced at everyone and felt very happy. In just a short time, he had collected five to sixty thousand taels. In this wave, he earned back the money he spent in the previous two days. .
happy!
Just then, a man walked in angrily, "What are you doing?"
Everyone looked back and saw a man wearing a square scarf walking in. This man was in his sixties. Who else could he be if he wasn't Song Lian, the great scholar?
Seeing Song Lian coming, everyone dispersed, but Zhu Jun couldn't hide the piles of gold and silver piled up in front of his table.
Xiao Pangdun wanted to return to his position, but was stopped by Song Lian, and the bet in his hand was directly snatched away by Song Lian.
Seeing this, Song Lian almost lost his temper and carried it over.
"Madman Zhu, you are so brave. You actually made a bet in the university hall. It is an insult to the civilized people and brings shame to the Tian family!" Song Lian was so angry that he did not call Zhu Jun King of Wu, but called him by his nickname.
Little Fatty stuck out his tongue, not daring to ask for the bet, and quickly slipped back to his seat.
Zhu Jun was speechless. He had clearly calculated the time, so why did Song Lian come?
At this time, he saw Zhu Gaoxu with a smirk on his face behind Song Lian, and he understood instantly.
Damn it, this rebellious guy actually went to complain.
Damn it, I hit you too lightly just now!
"Mr. Song, it was the seventh uncle and the tenth uncle who started the trouble. My sixth uncle..."
"Imperial grandson, you are the future heir to the great cause, how can you hang out with Madman Zhu!" Song Lian interrupted Zhu Yingxiong's words sadly, and his body was shaking with anger, "Who is Madman Zhu?
He is the scourge among scourges. Everyone in the capital is shouting for beatings, and His Majesty has been completely embarrassed by him!
You are still covering up his ugliness. Are you worthy of His Royal Highness and His Majesty's sincere teachings to you? "
Zhu Yingxiong was told that he couldn't hold his head up. Every time he made the slightest mistake, these gentlemen would slap him with a hat.
It made him breathless.
Zhu Jun glared at Zhu Gaoxu fiercely, and immediately explained: "Sir..."
"Don't call me sir, I can't bear it. Just now, brother Yu'an came to me and praised you, saying that you have made great progress.
Now it seems that he was deceived by your performance.
Not only have you made no progress at all, but you also have no repentance. Your Majesty asked you to return to the university. Not only are you ungrateful, but you are also choleraking the university.
This is a disaster for the great cause! "
Song Lian criticized him without hesitation. As the crown prince's master, he was fully qualified to say so.
Li Yanxi had enthusiastically praised Zhu Jun just now, but now it seems that it was just a joke.
Zhu Jun was also furious, but it was indeed his fault in this matter. He originally wanted to harvest a wave of wool, but he did not expect that Zhu Gaoxu, a rebellious boy, would complain.
"Mr. Song, my father asked me to come here to study. Naturally, I will not relax and I will not cause trouble in class.
As for what happens after class, that is my freedom. If the teacher is willing to teach, I will listen. If he is not willing to teach, I will also respect his decision. "
Song Lian is Zhu Yu's teacher, and Zhu Yu respects him very much. Zhu Jun will naturally not cause trouble to his eldest brother. Thinking of this, he once again handed over his hand and said: "Besides, I set up the bet for the sake of my useless brothers." !”
Zhu Stirrup and others' faces turned green.
Are they useless?
Then aren’t you even an embryo?
Song Lian also laughed angrily at Zhu Jun, "So, I have wronged you? Why, do you still want me to go to your Majesty to praise you?"
"That's not necessary. Just don't misunderstand my good intentions, Mr. Song!" Zhu Jun waved his hands repeatedly and went to find Lao Zhu. That's okay. The impression he had worked so hard to change was not back to before liberation. ?
"You know you're afraid?" Song Lian snorted coldly and took Zhu Yingxiong's hand, "Let's go, the emperor's grandson, follow me to the Fengtian Palace to see His Majesty."
His Royal Highness and His Majesty were so kind to him and valued him so much.
He must not let them down!
Zhu Yingxiong was numb, "Mr. Song, wait a minute, listen to my quibbles, no, listen to my explanation..."
Zhu Jun was also numb, but he still swarmed the gold and silver into the book, and then chased after him with the book on his back.
In the university hall, everyone looked at each other.
Only Zhu Gaoxu put his hands on his hips, arrogantly, and his face was full of scorn, "It's better now, Madman Zhu is going to be in bad luck!"
Zhu Gaozhi gave him an angry look.
Zhu Gaoxu was stunned, "Brother, why did you hit me?"
"It's all your fault, I lost a thousand and one tael!" Zhu Gaozhi said angrily: "Can't you wait until the outcome is known tomorrow before filing a complaint?
Also, Uncle Six is unlucky this time, but when he comes out, you will be doomed! "
