Chapter 219: Take it
The little guy went in response, here He Fugui couldn't wait, and the onlookers who were originally talking about it were also silent, just craned their necks one by one to watch, but saw that He Fugui blew several breaths on the dice, and then whimpered several poses, and then let go and threw out the three dice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
I only heard a uniform gasp, this one actually threw seventeen points, unless Fu Dongfeng could throw 18 points, otherwise he couldn't win the other party.
Even He Fugui was overjoyed, he had been studying dice rolling for a long time, and his luck had always been good, but he really didn't think about it when he made it happen like today. In a blink of an eye, the outcome was almost decided, and looking at the three crystal jade dice, this guy's eyes began to glow green.
But seeing Fu Dongfeng holding the dice in his hand, he sighed and didn't look at it, didn't blow or pose, and threw it out so casually.
The bright red three sixes, Jiang Qinglu's eyes on the side almost didn't pop out, He Fugui became goldfish eyes, and the onlookers were silent, and then they broke out into a burst of earth-shattering cheers.
"I won."
He Fugui stepped forward and was about to pick up the three dice, but when he saw Jiang Qinglu stretching out his hand to stop him, he said, "Are you going to play tricks on He Fugui?" ā
"Who said that I was cheating, I originally said the size of the throw, and what I play every day is whoever rolls the smallest number wins." He Fugui rolled his eyes and shouted, before the words fell, he listened to the "whew", I don't know what was flying, but it was too late to dodge, and he was smashed on his body by the thing.
He Fugui's fright was not trivial, and he secretly said that my life is over, who would have thought that this assassin would be so unparticular and assassinate in such a place...... Well? It doesn't seem to hurt, why does it stink? After a closer look, he was no longer afraid, and he got up angrily and shouted: Who? Who the fuck smashed me with rotten eggs? Stand up for Lao Tzu. ā
It's strange that the murderer is willing to stand up, and at this time, the crowd is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, where to arrest people? He Fugui was thunderous with the blackened egg yolk and egg white on his head, but he heard Jiang Qinglu beside him sneer: "You deserve it, let you pay the bill." ā
"Who's going to pay the bills? I didn't make it clear, so I thought it was a win with fewer points. ā
He Fugui turned his head to stare at Jiang Qinglu, and suddenly saw Fu Dongfeng yawn again, and said lazily: "That's it, it turns out that the one with fewer points wins?" Then I misunderstood, and I blame it for not making it clear before, so let's do it all over again. This time, it's time to say accurately, whether it is a win with fewer points or a win with more points? ā
"Of course, there are fewer points." He Fugui also knew that with Jiang Qinglu beside him, it would be good to be able to rely on such a result, so he immediately made a final decision, for fear that Fu Dongfeng would regret it.
Before the words fell, I saw Fu Dongfeng nodding, and then he shook his hand and threw it, and the next moment, the dice rolled out, turned around on the ground a few times, and slowly stopped.
He Fugui's heart is about to jump out of his throat, a slave is a small matter, but Uncle He can't lose face.
However, we all know that God often disagrees, do you think you must not lose face? Hehe! Basically, you will lose it cleanly, and this situation can be described by a hot word on the Internet in modern times, called flag.
The bright red three dots, the smallest three dots, are so small that they can't be smaller. This situation also has a hot word on the Internet to describe in modern times, called seckill.
He Fugui's complexion slowly turned purple, and for a long time, a tall man suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Impossible, how can there be such a coincidence?" It must be this dice that you have moved, yes, there must be something wrong with the dice. ā
Fu Dongfeng said indifferently: "You checked it yourself just now and said there is no problem." How? The dignified son of the He family, does he want to cheat in public? ā
He Fugui's teeth creaked, seeing Jiang Qinglu coming forward, thinking of the relationship between the other party and the Empress Dowager, and thinking of his sister's situation in the harem, this straw bag was still a little scared, so he stomped his feet and said hatefully: "Isn't it just a slave?" Hum! Lao Tzu is rare? You'll give it to you. ā
Fu Dongfeng picked up the three dice at this time, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I thought why the prince of the world would go to the gambling house with me to check the dice, and now it is better to save this matter." ā
"Don't come to the heart of a villain, Lao Tzu is the kind of small-bellied chicken intestines?" Anyway, his face is already swollen, so why pretend to be fat, although He Fugui has a bad reputation in the noble circle, but dignity, of course, can be redeemed a little bit.
After a while, the little servant took the deed of sale and came over, He Fugui handed it to Fu Dongfeng, and said stupidly: "Okay, this slave is yours, damn, I really don't know what to think, look at you, you can't even support yourself, and you have to raise a slave, are you sick?" ā
"Then don't worry about He Shizi, such a strong minion can be sold for a few bucks if he pulls it out."
Fu Dongfeng smiled, seeing that He Fugui didn't go back, and the crowd around him gradually dispersed, he nodded at Jiang Qinglu to express his gratitude, and then took Ah Jia to Jing Zexian's side.
The change came suddenly, and he suddenly changed from He Fugui's slave to the slave of the young man in front of him with amazing gambling skills, which made Ah Jia very uneasy, rubbing his hands and following Fu Dongfeng, seeing Jing Zexian, his heart tightened, and he vaguely guessed that the man on the horse was the mastermind behind this gambling incident.
"Sister-in-law, someone is here." Jing Zexian bowed down and said to Fang Caiwei in the carriage. Just now, he relied on himself to see the situation in the circle and broadcast a live broadcast to the eldest grandmother, so Fang Caiwei already understood the ins and outs of the whole thing.
Hearing Jing Zexian's words at this time, the eldest grandmother couldn't wait to lift the carriage curtain, frowned after just looking at it, and said to Ah Jia: "It's a shame that our master admires you very much, how can you ...... Why are you a dough person? Obviously, the kung fu is not weak, and let the pig's head be beaten like this, the soldier can be killed, not humiliated. ā
Ah Jia looked at Fang Caiwei blankly, but soon remembered that he was very rude in doing so, so he hung his head and said, "I don't know...... I don't know who the master is in the husband's mouth? Ah Jia is just a slave, how can he be? It can be appreciated by nobles. ā
"Don't be modest, being too modest is pride. Our lord is the son of the Jing family who won your game in the hunting ground that day, how about it? You can't forget it so quickly, do you? ā
"Is that him?"
Ah Jia raised his head suddenly, his face turned pale, and then Fang smiled bitterly: "It turned out to be him." ā
"Of course." Fang Caiwei straightened up proudly: "Our master is both civil and military, and it is unforgettable for anyone who has seen it, so I said that it is impossible for you not to remember...... Feed! What's your expression? Am I not right? Our lord is not a heroic man ...... both civil and military."