There's something wrong with the general.

When he walked out of the bedroom, the sun was just setting. Wen Yuxi rubbed his empty stomach and suddenly felt extremely hungry.

I don’t know when Wang Gui will be able to get things done. He might as well go for a walk on the street to get to know the local customs and culture.

Just leave.

The capital of the Zhou Dynasty was still prosperous, with abundant resources and a prosperous people.

The commodity economy here is relatively developed, with stalls lined up one after another along the street.

"Sir, would you like a tray of buns?"

Wen Yuxi stared at the white and tender buns and swallowed his saliva: "No, Boss, I'm not hungry yet."

I don’t know how many days I will have to go without money.

It is really sad to hear it and makes people cry...

He suppressed his appetite and turned away.

Wen Yuxi walked while paying attention to the shops on both sides of the street.

After a round of searching, I discovered that it’s easiest to make money from women here.

Food is the most important thing for people, and it is easier to make money from food.

So, these two are worth thinking about.

"Hey, isn't this Young Marquis Wen? How come, after not seeing you for a few days, you finally decided to come out? Could it be that you really raised some money this time?"

Wen Yuxi turned his head and saw three young men standing behind him.

The man walking in the front was wearing a dark blue robe and holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked quite handsome, but his face showed arrogance and disdain.

The two men standing behind him had expressionless faces and followed closely behind that person. They were probably bodyguards.

Tsk, what a narrow road for enemies to meet.

"Oh, it's Mr. Cui San. I'm not talented enough to raise the money, otherwise I would definitely accompany you to the Seven Treasures Pavilion to play a few games."

Mr. Cui stepped forward, circled around Wen Yuxi, then placed the fan against his lips and whispered in his ear, "It's okay if you don't have money. I can lend it to you. What do you think?"

Good fucking

Wen Yuxi took a step back, a forced smile on his face.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Cui San, but I don't have much mood for fun recently."

The Third Master Cui looked as if he saw through him and repeatedly advised: "My Lord, you are afraid of playing, but this casino is like a battlefield. Success and failure are common in the military. Who knows, maybe the next time you play, you can make back your money.

Besides, if you play more games and hone your gambling skills, wouldn't you have a better chance of winning? "

Wen Yuxi: “.……..” I believed your lies!

He frowned and was about to refuse

"Wait, you go!" the little spirit suddenly said

“???” What does it mean?

"Humph, I have X-ray vision."

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but be ecstatic: "You, the spirit of the weapon, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you have the ability to make money, why would I need to wander around the streets and not dare to buy anything? I'm so hungry now that I feel dizzy and dizzy, really."

"I'm not the one who's hungry. Besides, I just remembered it. Why are you nagging me? Are you going or not? Forget it, just go home."

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'll go right away." Wen Yuxi calmed the little spirit down.

Speaking of the little spirit, Wen Yuxi was also puzzled. He had followed the previous master in the world of cultivation for so many years, so why did he still have the mentality of a young boy?

Wow, very interesting.

With the little spirit around, Wen Yuxi felt relieved.

Although he didn't know whether the little spirit had any ability, they were one and the same, so the little spirit wouldn't try to trick him, right?

After figuring it out, Wen Yuxi rolled his eyes and pretended to be embarrassed.

"Mr. Cui, this, this is not good..."

Master Cui San's face lit up with joy, and he hurried forward to hold his arm.

"Why not? We're brothers, let's go for a walk."

After saying that, he put his arm on Wen Yuxi's shoulder and walked towards the "Seven Treasures Pavilion" with her in his arms.

Wen Yuxi stepped back slightly stiffly.

Stay away from him.

The two are sworn enemies. Mr. Cui is willing to lend him money, probably with the intention of being his creditor.

This young master Cui had been planned to have his legs slashed by his original owner.

After breaking his leg, he always tried to seduce him in public and behind his back.

Fortunately, he is still my brother. I think he is more like a great enemy.

Of course, both of them knew all of this, but they kept it to themselves and remained "good friends."

Following Master Cui, we walked through many twists and turns and ended up in a luxuriously decorated attic.

"Oh, Master Cui, Young Marquis, you're here! Please come in! Your two rooms are all reserved. Little Six, quickly lead the two gentlemen in."

Although I have seen this gambling house in my memory, the image is not very clear, and it feels like I am watching a movie, without the sense of being there.

This time, as soon as I followed Master Cui into the house, it was as strange as Granny Liu entering a big manor.

But he didn't look around randomly. He stared straight ahead and walked into the room.

After taking his seat, Wen Yuxi said to Mr. Cui San, "Mr. Cui, could you lend me a hundred taels first? How about that?"

The Third Master Cui was particularly easy to talk to. He sat down next to Wen Yuxi, smiling brightly, "Of course, of course. Fenghan, prepare the silver for the young marquis."

He turned around and waved to the two young men behind him.

A young man nodded and went out.

After a while, the servants brought a box of silver and placed it on the table.

Master Cui pointed forward with his fan and said, "Young Marquis, please come in."

Wen Yuxi took a piece out of the box and placed it on the table.

"Mr. Cui San is so kind as to lend me so much silver at once. However, I don't want to let Mr. Cui lose all his money."

He gestured outside: "Hey, get some pen and ink."

Mr. Cui San was stunned by his actions, and then he burst into laughter.

"Young Marquis is really straightforward. Go and get some writing brush and ink."

Wen Yuxi thought to himself, what a straightforward thing! I’m just afraid that you’ll go back on your word when you see how much I win!

But his face didn't show what he was thinking.

He took pen and paper, drew up a promissory note, and wrote down the interest.

Mr. Cui San also readily said that he only wanted the principal.

Wen Yuxi nodded with a smile, thinking to himself, "Don't regret it when the time comes."

There were four people at the table, and Mr. Cui San was left out.

Wen Yuxi simply bet one hundred taels.

The spectators on the side curled their lips at the sight.

Why are you so generous? It's all borrowed money. I'll make sure you lose everything and then see if you can still be so arrogant.

Wen Yuxi didn't take any of this to heart. He was talking to the little spirit: "Can you see the dice in the dice cup now?"

"Of course, it's obvious."

"Well, please."

Wen Yuxi's heart was trembling. One hundred taels! If he lost, he would be drowned in the spit of the people in the mansion. But even if he won the money, he couldn't tell them, because they would be disappointed.

"Young Marquis, it's your turn. Do you want to bet on big or small?"

Wen Yuxi pondered for a moment and said, "Bet on the smaller one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings exploded, and everyone was talking about how stupid Wen Yuxi was.

On the other hand, Young Master Cui just frowned and shouted, "Be quiet."

Generally speaking, the compartments are very quiet, with good sound insulation, and outsiders cannot enter.

But who made Young Marquis Wen the protagonist of this room?

When everyone heard that he was coming, they all rushed into the house to watch him make a fool of himself.

The young marquis is often shameless and loves to attract attention.

So when someone came to watch his gambling, he would not be unhappy, but would welcome it very much.

The man shaking the dice beside him had a calm expression. He then asked Wen Yuxi, "Young Marquis, are you sure you bet on the small number?"

Wen Yuxi nodded solemnly: "Yes, bet on the small one."

The other three all bet on big, and each used 100 taels as gambling capital, so if Wen Yuxi guessed right, not only would he be able to recover his capital, but he would also be able to make a lot of money, which would provide for his living expenses this month.

Wen Yuxi's palms began to sweat with excitement just thinking about it.

The other three gamblers all asked to open the dice cup, and Wen Yuxi followed suit and shouted "open".

The dealer took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands before opening the dice cup.

It's small.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Wen Yuxi in disbelief, as if flowers really bloomed on his face.

Wen Yuxi smiled and clenched his fist towards everyone: "Lucky, lucky."

He said this, and everyone believed it.

Because everyone knew how bad the young marquis' gambling skills were in the past, it was definitely a lucky coincidence that he was able to win this time.

Only Young Master Cui, who was sitting next to Wen Yuxi, looked at him with a puzzled expression.

After playing a few more rounds, Wen Yuxi was afraid of people getting suspicious, so every time he won a few rounds, he would lose a few rounds, or even lose several rounds in a row. As expected, no one suspected him and just thought that his luck had turned and he had finally gotten lucky.

By the time evening came, the young marquis had pocketed a net of ten thousand taels of silver.

But compared with what he has spent, this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket.

As night fell, Wen Yuxi pretended to be tired, rubbed his brow and said, "Let's stop here today and come back tomorrow."

A group of gamblers kept pulling him back and wouldn't let him go: "Young Marquis, this is just the beginning, let's have a few more rounds, the others are still not finished yet!"

Wen Yuxi was also reluctant to leave, muttering viciously, "I really have to go. If I don't leave now, my brother will send someone to deal with me."

When everyone heard this, they were very hesitant.

Everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty knew the name of Wen Qianyi.

Although he no longer has the energy, he still has many colleagues.

But the strange thing is that Wen Qianyi never cared about his younger brother before, so why is he caring about him now?

No one dared to force him to stay.

Although Wen Yuxi made a lot of money this time, he also lost a lot in the past.

He almost lost the entire mansion, and he still needs this little money?

Besides, they have always been playing with large amounts of money in the room on the second floor. So, playing a few rounds with him will not be a big deal.

After returning the 100 taels to Mr. Cui and thanking him again and again, he walked back along the street.

The capital was the center of civilization and economy of the Zhou Dynasty.

As soon as it got dark, the shops on both sides of the street were already hung with lights.

The lights are bright from west to east, as bright as day.

Wen Yuxi walked for a distance and suddenly stopped. He walked to the front of the shop and bought a mung bean cake, an almond pastry, three small portions of vegetables, a meat dish, and a roast duck.

"Hurry up and go..." the little spirit suddenly said

"Someone is following us? Do you know who it is?"

Wen Yuxi also guessed that his ostentation today would definitely arouse suspicion from some people with ulterior motives.

But he had made up his mind that he would never go to Qibao Pavilion to gamble again.

This money was just the start-up capital for his business. It was more interesting to make money with your own hands.

"Yes, they are from Qibao Pavilion, and one of Mr. Cui San's men."

Wen Yuxi sneered.

This young Master Cui is indeed not as ignorant and arrogant as he appears to be.

On the contrary, he is bold and careful, and acts ruthlessly.

But he is an interesting person. If he doesn't provoke me anymore, it might be possible to make peace with him.

"Let them follow. Although the old marquis is dead, my brother's reputation is still there. They won't dare to kidnap me rashly." Wen Yuxi did not change his pace, holding the food in his hand, and leisurely walked towards home.

When they were almost at Marquis Wen's residence, the little spirit said, "Everyone has left."

"Let them do it."