When Ling Muyun woke up, it was already dusk.
"Waiter! Waiter!" Ling Muyun called the waiter up and ordered to arrange water for washing: "What are you looking at me for?"
"No, sir, if you need anything, just ask!" After the waiter finished speaking, he repeated again: "Anything you need!"
"Yeah, I get it!" Ling Muyun thought to himself, since he was staying in the upper room and he didn't make excessive demands, could it be possible that the waiter could still refuse? "Put off the powder! A grown man always looks weird when he puts on powder and rouge."
"Listen to you!" The waiter's words almost made Ling Muyun spill the wash water.
After washing up, the waiter went out with water. Ling Muyun always felt that the waiter walked with a bit more makeup.
With a puzzled look on his face, Ling Muyun knocked on Ji Kuang's door.
Li Hao is also there.
"The long night is very boring, why not?"
"A dream in ten years?"
"Walk!"
The three of them walked in unison and went straight to their ten-year dream to appreciate the singing and dancing of Qiuci.
That night.
Ling Muyun was still sleepy. After returning home, he washed up casually and fell asleep early.
Tianzi Room 2 and Room 4 were only separated by a wall. Li Hao and Ji Kuang took turns on duty, waiting for any movement from Ling Muyun's Room 4.
But one night, except for the slight snoring, which was very even, I didn't even go to the toilet.
The next day.
The three of them visited various places in Qiuci until the sun went down.
"The long night..."
"A dream in ten years?"
"Walk!"
The three of them enjoyed the Kucha song and dance again.
Another day later, Ling Muyun and the others rushed into the alley where Li Hao came in and out, only to discover that all the money Li Haobo won from the opera had been given to those poor families in the dilapidated courtyards.
From the familiarity and joy on the children's faces, as well as the frequent greetings to the elderly, weak and lonely, it is not difficult to find that Li Hao should have done this kind deed many times.
This made Ling Muyun and Ji Kuang feel a little guilty.
At the market, I bought some daily necessities and exchanged some loose money. Together with Li Hao, I also gave him warmth.
"You and I are dancing and singing, but we don't know that there are still people in this world who are waiting to be fed."
Ling Muyun was filled with emotions.
"tonight……"
"Walk!"
The Dream of Ten Years is a veritable gold-selling cave. It is not limited to Qiuci singing and dancing. As long as there is land in this world, every day will be different.
The finale of the show, whether singing or dancing, can always arouse the resonance of the whole audience and win gold and silver like snow.
But tonight, the finale was not about poppies.
It was only after the three people asked the steward that they found out that Poppy had left Ten Years' Dream last night, but they had no way of knowing where she had gone.
"Goodbye without saying goodbye!"
"Anyway, I support you every day!"
Li Hao and Ji Kuang felt regretful and slightly blamed.
Ling Muyun seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and said in a neutral tone: "I'm sleepy, go to bed early."
Originally, when I came to Qiuci, I just wanted to buy an ox cart, which was arty and elegant. I didn't expect that there would be so many episodes. This was beyond Ling Muyun's expectation.
Now that Poppy is gone again, it’s time to put the trip to Tushan on the agenda.
However, before Ling Muyun could say goodbye to Ji Kuang and the other two, Li Hao came to the door first.
"Brother Ling, have you ever seen a foreign race?" Li Hao lowered his voice and said mysteriously.
"ah?"
The word "foreign race" tugs at Ling Muyun's heartstrings the most. His parents and Lai Jiu are all closely related to it.
I originally wanted to go through Tushan and check out the territory of the Northwest King. Unexpectedly, Li Hao told me about the alien race in advance.
"where?"
"Why is Brother Ling so excited?" Li Hao took Ling Muyun's hand away from his arm and continued: "According to Bai Zhen, it cost a lot of money to transport it from the north of Tianshan Mountain."
"What did he do with the aliens?" Ling Muyun frowned and asked with some suspicion.
"Making money! Who do you think is the bookmaker of this gambling game in Kucha City?"
"What does this have to do with gambling?"
"Brother Kuang is here too?" When Li Hao saw Ji Kuang entering the room, he closed the door and lowered his voice...
As the lord of Qiuci, Bai Zhen seemed to have a good life, but in fact he lived a very miserable life.
Bai Chun took away his wealth and ran away, and Lu Guang even scraped two layers of land, leaving Bai Zhen with a mess.
If it weren't for making some money from gambling, the huge city lord's mansion would probably not be able to afford the monthly salary.
The last time he competed with Li Hao was also Bai Zhen's idea, and he made a special stunt to publicize it.
In fact, the result of the game has been discussed before the game, and even the amount of time to play has been agreed in advance.
But Bai Zhen's position is unknown, and he doesn't even have the royal seal. This is a big taboo in all the countries in the Western Region.
Bai Zhen was not as good as the Jin Dynasty. He did not have a national jade seal, and he was a "blank slate emperor" for decades.
Therefore, if you want to stabilize the situation, you can only use a lot of money to support talented people and strangers.
Where does the money come from?
The fastest thing is gambling!
But the problem is that Kucha people like singing and dancing more than gambling!
Unless there is a big gimmick, it will be difficult to get the Kucha people to obediently send the money.
Therefore, Bai Zhen found a way to the Northwest King, using foreign races as an attraction, hoping to make a lot of money.
"I heard that the person being escorted is the eminent monk Kumarajiva's nominal wife, Bhikshuni Agyeyemo." Li Hao's mouth was dry as he spoke, but his interest did not diminish.
The second-level Situohan fruit among the Buddhist attainments cultivated by Emperor Ajiayemote is equivalent to the realm of pseudo-guru.
Being escorted by her shows that foreigners are no small matter.
"Emperor Ajieyemo is also short of money?" Ji Kuang asked back: "It stands to reason that she has received thousands of donations and has a respected status, so she will not be dispatched by Bai Zhen."
"Hey, you didn't know this. Emperor Ajieyemo is Bai Chun's daughter and Bai Zhen's niece!" Li Hao looked proud: "Bai Zhen told me personally."
Tomorrow at noon, a hundred slaves will be prepared in the martial arts field to fight with foreigners. The last surviving slave will be rewarded with the cancellation of his slave status.
And if you kill a foreigner, you will be given hundreds of acres of fertile land and become a landlord.
It can be said to be a huge temptation.
In addition to winning and losing, the content of gambling also has more choices: time, number of people, and even specific people.
Bai Zhen almost risked his fortune and life this time. If it succeeds, he can spend lavishly for two years. If it fails, he will even lose money on shipping costs.
Whether his position as city lord can be secure is another question.
It's unclear which force suddenly took the royal seal, but it was Tiangang who claimed that he was the rightful owner.
Who can be struck by Bai Zhen's two axes?
As for whether Bai Zhen or Hei Ruan became the lord of Kucha City, Ling Muyun didn't care.
He only cares about whether the alien race is really a real alien race as rumored, and whether he can get some information from it.
Of course, even if you don't get anything, it's good to see the world.
"Want noon time?"
"Not only that! In the past competitions, there were many spectators. This time, you have to pay money or equivalent in order to enter." Li Hao picked up the teapot from the table, without using a cup, and poured it into the spout. One mouthful.
“In the end, it’s all about money!”
