Qian Qi looked around, grabbed Qi Jin's sleeve and pulled him into a deserted alley, speaking in a cold, negotiating tone: "As long as the young master is willing to tell me, I can give you 30% of the money I win."
Qi Jin sneered and pointed at the blue satin robe on his body: "Have you seen this young master's clothes? Do you think I am someone who is short of money?"
Qian Qi looked at Qi Jin's clothes, contempt flashed in her eyes.
There are many fallen nobles in the capital who have status but no real power. He has been in Prince Chen's Mansion for so many years. Although he doesn't know many dignitaries, this person is about the same age as Prince Chen. If he is a young man from an official family with status and status, It is impossible for King Chen not to interact with him.
Qian Qi is the most secretive aide in Prince Chen's palace. Except for frequent gambling houses, he rarely sees outsiders. However, he has met most of the people who often interact with Prince Chen, because Prince Chen will invite them to the palace to drink tea and talk things over.
Even if you have never seen it, you should have heard of it.
The young master in front of him has good momentum and good looks, but he is someone Qianqi has never seen before. He must not be related to the royal family.
I'm afraid he's just a young man from a declining family who pretends to be fat.
However, Qian Qi understands that people need to save face, so she didn’t expose it. She only said: "Young Master does not seem to be short of money, but I and I seem to have hit it off. As long as the Young Master reveals a little bit about me, I will go through fire and water for you from now on." Don’t say goodbye.”
Disgust appeared on Qi Jin's face: "All gamblers will not end well. I advise you to stop -"
"You don't dare to say it?" Qian Qi looked coldly, with a sneer on his face, "Are you worried that the boss of the gambling shop will retaliate against you?"
"Joke." Qi Jin sneered, as if he was irritated, "I have never been afraid of anyone in my life."
Qian Qi said calmly: "Then just tell me."
Qi Jin was silent for a moment, frowned and asked: "Tell me first, how much did you lose today?"
"Three thousand taels."
Qi Jin was speechless: "Three thousand taels?"
Qian Qi nodded. King Chen asked him to pay five thousand taels. He originally planned to play with two thousand taels today. After all, there were still several days in the month and he couldn't lose all five thousand taels in one go.
So he only brought two thousand taels of silver notes with him, thinking that he would go back after losing.
But after losing the favor, he couldn't hold it back, so he signed a painting and pledged a thousand taels.
Now all three thousand taels have been lost.
If Qi Jin hadn't intervened with his fan just now, he won once, which made him obsessed with it, and he would probably borrow money to continue gambling later.
Seeing Qi Jin about to leave, he hurriedly chased him out and wanted to ask for advice.
Qi Jin hesitated for a moment: "You can't gamble anymore tonight."
"Why?" Qianqi looked unhappy, "As long as you tell me the reason, I will definitely get back all the losses."
Qi Jin's face turned cold: "The way I helped you just now was just out of temporary kindness, but if I interfere too much, the boss behind the gambling house will not let me go."
Qianqi frowned, knowing that what he said was the truth.
Gambling is a hugely profitable business. Those who can afford to open a gambling house in the capital must have great power behind them, and there will definitely be support from the government and the government.
It’s not surprising that this person is afraid of death.
"Let's do this." Qi Jin thought for a while and quickly made a decision, "I'll change my clothes and come back in disguise tomorrow morning. Then you should wait for me on the second floor. I can help you win a few games. We split the winnings 50-50, but you pay the bet.”
Qianqi glared: "Fifty-five points? Are you a big-mouthed lion?"
"If it doesn't work, forget it." Qi Jin sneered, turned around and left, "Do you think I'm willing to help you?"
"Wait a minute." Qian Qi gritted her teeth, "50-50, 50-50, I promise you."
You said you're not short of money? What to pretend to be?
When it comes to money, don’t you reveal your secrets?
But as long as he can help himself win money, what if he gives him a little?
Qi Jin paused slightly, left a message, "See you tomorrow morning," and quickly left from the long and narrow alley.
Qian Qi stared at his back and suddenly remembered that she didn't know his identity yet. If he didn't come early tomorrow morning, how would she find him?
It is difficult to check his identity at this time, because every time he comes to the gambling house, he avoids people and never brings a subordinate with him. In order not to cause trouble for himself, King Chen never allows Qianqi to take anyone from Prince Chen's palace with him. Guard.
So at this time, he didn't even have anyone around him.
This sinister man who studies poisons actually has no other special skills except for his vicious poison skills. However, raising poisons is an extremely labor-intensive matter. As long as no one takes the initiative to harm him, he can't give it to anyone at will. Poison.
Otherwise, after overdrafting the vitality, the poison will not be able to be controlled and the poison will most likely be backlashed.
The only thing that relaxes him is gambling.
However, gambling is easy to become addicted. When you lose, you want to make money, and when you win, you want to win more. In the past few years, you have gotten deeper and deeper into it, and it is difficult to turn back.
Qianqi stood still for a while, thinking that he might have great good luck tomorrow. The gloom of losing three thousand pieces of silver today was slightly dispelled. Without thinking too much, he turned around and headed towards Prince Chen's Mansion in the inner city.
The way back to the palace was through the back door, so King Chen was not alarmed by his return. However, the servants in the palace were surprised when they saw that he came back so early today: "Your Excellency is back?"
Qianqi didn't speak, just nodded gloomily.
He was always like this in the palace, taciturn and gloomy, making people afraid to talk to him.
Many people actually didn't know what he did. They only knew that the prince gave him a separate courtyard. In addition to the bedroom, there was also a special room in the courtyard that was locked so that only he could enter.
Master Qianqi has lived in the palace for seven years. He has been living here since King Chen left the palace and established the palace. However, the rules in the palace are strict. King Chen does not ask many questions about him, and he is not allowed to talk nonsense, so His identity is always mysterious to his servants.
Back in the house, Qianqi was lying on the bed, still thinking about what happened in the gambling house.
Is there something wrong with the person's dice, or is there something wrong with the dice cup?
Or is there just something wrong with the technique?
How did he do that?
Qian Qi thought about the only two thousand taels of silver notes she had left, and thought that if that person could really help her win money, he could open a gambling shop in the capital in the future and they could cooperate.
One is responsible for being the banker, and the other is responsible for collecting money.
King Chen can be his protective umbrella.
If King Chen disagrees...
Qian Qi thought of the way King Chen looked at her today, and sneered in her heart.
King Chen is now considering burning down the bridge and killing people, right?
Did he really think he was so stupid that he didn't even leave a way out?
Raising Gu is indeed a time-consuming and labor-intensive matter.
But that doesn't mean he has no other ways to threaten King Chen.
