In the fifth year of Zhenguan, on the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month, Shenshi, Lantian County, Qin Mansion Study Room.
Xiao Qingwan: "Eight tubes."
Li Yuan: "Bang, 90,000."
Qin Ming: "What a fool! Qing Yisei, my grandfather lost eight times, Qingwan, Zijun, you lost four times."
Li Yuan: "..."
Qingwan: "..."
Zijun: "..."
...
At this time, Qin Ming, Li Yuan, Qing Wan, and Zi Jun were sitting around a square table that had just been made yesterday, playing mahjong together.
Qin Ming sat opposite Li Yuan, Qing Wan sat under Qin Ming's superior, and Zi Jun was Qin Ming's subordinate. Madam Zhang, Si She, and Mou Tu sat behind Li Yuan, Qingwan, and Zi Jun respectively, watching and giving them advice. They all looked like dog-headed military advisors.
Just half an hour ago, when Qin Ming told Li Yuan the general gameplay of mahjong, Li Yuan immediately showed a strong interest in mahjong.
Then Qin Ming asked Xiao Qingwan and Yang Zijun to play cards together.
Originally, Qin Ming thought that everyone could just play casually, but Li Yuan, who understood the rules of mahjong, said that there must be a win in playing cards.
Moreover, he refused Qin Ming's money and insisted on using his money from the bottom of the box to play mahjong. The reason was that it was his own money that was fun to play with.
Qin Ming had no choice but to ask his servants to withdraw sixty guans from the inner treasury. He, Xiao Qingwan, and Yang Zijun each used 20 guans as gambling capital.
So in a short time, Qin Ming's study room turned into a mahjong parlor. Although there was only one table, the excitement in the study room was not inferior to that of mahjong parlors in later generations.
Everyone was very enthusiastic about this novel thing called Mahjong.
Qin Ming relied on his experience in playing cards for later generations to kill everyone. Even if the other three poker players had the blessing of the dog-headed strategist, the pile of money behind them was still getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Especially the old man Li Yuan, who often fires cannons and loses the most, but Li Yuan is the one who has the most fun.
Although he had been in a gambling house before, and even occasionally played dice with a few concubines, playing dice and playing mahjong, a board game, was far behind.
Not only can you participate in this mahjong game by yourself, but there are also three opponents. There are many ways to play Hu cards, and the numbers are also different. Playing different cards will produce different results, which makes Li Yuan very interesting.
When Li Yuan saw that Qin Ming was acting foolishly again, he angrily handed Qin Ming a piece of silver cake and said:
"I just listened to the cards, and you acted like a fool? Can't you let me, an old man, play the cards?"
Qin Ming smiled and took the silver pancake from Li Yuan's hand, then shook his head and said:
"Grandpa, you just said that there are no fathers and sons in the casino. Could it be that you are always out of money? How about we stay here today and play tomorrow?"
Li Yuan said angrily while counting the cards:
"I will have no money. Just kidding. If you come back again, I still won't believe it. I can't beat you, kid."
Xiao Qingwan and Yang Zijun did not answer the call. At this time, the two women were counting the cards and exchanging the last cards with Mou Tu and Si She. Which card was wrong? If the other card was played, it might be a bad card, etc.
Looking at the mahjong table, listening to the sound of mahjong hitting, and the discussion of the women around me reviewing the gains and losses of the tiles.
At this moment, Qin Ming smiled very happily, because he felt as if he had returned to the future life. Unexpectedly, he suddenly thought of giving mahjong to Li Yuan, and he actually felt the New Year atmosphere of the future life again.
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After dinner, Qin Ming, as usual, told the people in the house about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for an hour.
After the story was told, Qin Ming kept talking until he finally agreed to Li Yuan that he would play mahjong with him at his house for the next two days. Only then did he persuade Li Yuan, who wanted to continue playing mahjong to avenge his shame.
Qin Ming wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead. I thought to myself that I had finally persuaded the old man to go back, otherwise I would not be able to take Xiao Changxi out to play later.
Just when he was about to reach the courtyard where Li Yuan lived, Li Yuan suddenly slowed down and said casually:
"Tomorrow, you will be sixteen next year, right?"
When Qin Ming saw his grandfather slowing down, he thought he was trying to pull some tricks again, for fear that the old man would regret it. However, after hearing the old man's question, Qin Ming still replied respectfully:
"Well, yes, I will be sixteen in ten days."
Li Yuan nodded, and then said in a somewhat shocking tone:
"That's just right. Grandpa has a granddaughter in his family who is a little younger than you. How about grandpa betrothing her to you?"
Qin Ming was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He didn't expect that his grandfather, who usually looked very unreliable, would actually worry about his marriage.
But after thinking about it, he realized that in ancient times, men were only fifteen or sixteen years old when they got engaged.
My parents in this life are gone, so it is normal for the old man to worry about his marriage as his direct elder.
But then he thought that he was engaged to Princess Yuzhang.
Then he saluted Li Yuan somewhat sarcastically and said:
"Grandson, thank you for your great love, but your grandson may have to live up to your grandfather's wishes."
Li Yuan frowned when he heard this. The main reason why he mentioned this matter today was actually to tie Qin Ming to the royal family.
With the information he had collected from the secret guards and the interactions he had spent with him these past few days, he now understood Qin Ming's talents better than anyone else.
He knew that the alcohol, greenhouses, and soaps that Qin Ming produced now were only a small part of the Qin Mansion.
Even though he was just listening to stories in the Qin Mansion these days, the secret guards had been investigating the situation in the Qin Ming Mansion.
He already knew about Qin Ming's research institute's recent improvements in papermaking technology and cement.
As the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Yuan knew very well what these things could bring to the Tang Dynasty. These things could change the Tang Dynasty and create great value.
Although he was ousted from the throne by his own son, his feelings for the Tang Dynasty he founded were deeper than anyone else.
If he had learned about these things Qin Ming had made before coming to Qin Mansion, he would probably have let the secret guards deal with Qin Ming.
In this way, the royal family could obtain technology that was beneficial to the Tang Dynasty at a very small price. However, after getting along with Qin Ming these days, he was reluctant to kill Qin Ming.
Ever since he rebelled and founded the Tang Dynasty, it has been many years since he felt at home like he does now.
For Li Yuan, whether the imperial palace or Da'an Palace in Chang'an City was not a home, it was like a huge prison.
From the day he stood on the top of the mountain, he became a loner. After he pretended to be Qin Ming's grandfather and came to the Qin Mansion, Qin Ming's daily companionship, greetings in the morning and evening, and the gift he gave him today were all too much for him. He felt like he had relatives and a home.
