The emperor faked his death? Never mind, I will ascend the throne directly!

"Brother, are you mistaken? I think I have met the young marquis once. Are you talking about Liu..."

Seeing Li Chengfeng step forward, the middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood foam and sneered, "The young marquis is a dandy and arrogant person, and everyone knows it. You are trying to make excuses for him, you are not a good person either!"

Song Yuwei frowned slightly and said to the middle-aged man, "Be careful with your words. We have no grudges against you, and we will not be accomplices to the evil."

She turned to look at Li Chengfeng and asked, "Could it be that, Your Majesty... Young Master Li has met this young marquis in Qingshan Garden?"

Li Chengfeng nodded and briefly described his experience in Qingshan Garden.

After hearing this, Song Yuwei covered her mouth and chuckled: "The person you met is most likely Liu Feng's half-brother, Liu Feng."

"The real Young Marquis Liu is illiterate and truly a dandy."

Li Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, a hint of curiosity welling up in his heart, and said, "Go in and take a look."

Just as he was about to take a step, he was stopped by the manager.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Can't you see it's lively here? Don't make trouble here. If you ruin the Marquis's mood, you will be in trouble!"

Li Chengfeng frowned, thinking about how to get in, but Song Yuwei beside him smiled softly, took out a silver ingot from her sleeve, and turned it flexibly on her fingertips.

"Hey young man, we just want to go in and take a look. We won't cause any trouble." As he said this, he stuffed the silver in his hand into the waiter's hand without leaving a trace.

The manager was stunned and weighed the silver.

The next moment, his face was filled with a flattering smile, and his originally ferocious expression instantly became amiable.

"Oh, you are our distinguished guests! Please come in, please come in! I will lead the way right away!"

As he spoke, he enthusiastically led Li Chengfeng and Song Yuwei into the gambling house.

Even when a middle-aged man followed closely behind him, he did not stop him.

……

There were crowds of people inside, which formed a sharp contrast with the dilapidated scene outside.

The air was filled with the strong scent of powder, mixed with the stench of sweat and alcohol, which made people frown.

A fat man in gorgeous clothes slammed the banknotes in his hand on the gambling table and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Big! I'm betting on big! I'm sure I can make a comeback this time!"

The dice cup was opened, and there were three ones, small!

The fat man was stunned as if struck by lightning.

After a moment, he uttered a desperate wail: "It's over, it's all over..."

He collapsed to the ground powerlessly, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.

Li Chengfeng looked at all this and shook his head secretly.

Well-dressed wealthy businessmen, gamblers who had lost all their money, and ragged beggars all crowded around the gambling tables, shouting wildly as if they were possessed.

This den of brothel is truly a hell on earth.

"How is it? Is it very, vulgar?" Song Yuwei leaned close to Li Chengfeng's ear, and a hint of disdain appeared in her chuckle.

Li Chengfeng said calmly, "It's just a bunch of gamblers having a blast."

"My dear, I see that you have a full forehead and a rosy face..."

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been beaten black and blue came over and patted Li Chengfeng on the shoulder. He said, "I think your luck is very good today. Why don't you support a small company and split the profits 50-50?"

Li Chengfeng glanced at him and said nothing.

"Look over there, that's betting on big or small. It's simple and crude, and you can make money quickly."

The middle-aged man didn't care and continued to talk to himself, "Over here is Pai Gow, a game that tests your skills and is all about your heartbeat. And over there is cricket fighting. Don't underestimate it, it has many tricks."

As he spoke, he walked over to a gambling table and pointed to the betting area skillfully, "Sir, if you place a few bets like this, you will definitely win!"

Song Yuwei's pretty face was cold, and she was about to stop him, but Li Chengfeng beside her quietly pulled the corner of her clothes and threw a silver ingot over to her.

In a moment, the market opens and I win alone!

"Well? Didn't I lie to you? You're lucky, it's not impossible for you to become rich overnight!"

The middle-aged man said this proudly, as if he was not the one who was beaten just now.

Li Chengfeng looked at the middle-aged man's skillful gambling skills and asked, "Are you familiar with the gambling methods here?"

The middle-aged man patted his chest and said, "Of course! I've been hanging around in this den of brothels for years, so what gambling methods haven't I seen? If you want to play, I can be your advisor and guarantee you'll win more and lose less!"

Li Chengfeng smiled, took out a gold ingot from his sleeve, and threw it to the middle-aged man: "Then give it a try."

The middle-aged man took the gold, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly nodded and bowed as he took Li Chengfeng and Song Yuwei to a gambling table.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, Li Chengfeng began to place bets.

At the beginning, he just played small games, winning a few times and losing a few times, but it was not a big deal.

As time went on, Li Chengfeng's bets became bigger and bigger, and he won more and more money.

The gamblers around gathered around and looked at this generous young man with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

"This kid is so lucky!"

"Yeah, it seems like the God of Wealth is on his side today!"

"Damn it, why don't I have this luck!"

The casino manager noticed Li Chengfeng and walked over with a gloomy expression. He said with a forced smile, "Gentlemen, you're lucky. You must have won quite a bit of money, right?"

Li Chengfeng smiled faintly: "It's just luck."

The manager paused, then continued, "Dear guests, our casino has a rule that if you win more than a certain amount, you need to change casinos or stop betting."

Li Chengfeng looked at the steward's half-smile and understood.

It seems that there is something complicated behind this den of brothel.

Li Chengfeng's gaze passed over the noisy crowd and went deep into the casino.

There, isolated from the noise, stood a tightly closed carved wooden door. Two soldiers in armor and holding halberds stood at the door, motionless like door gods.

Ordinary gamblers didn't dare to get close at all, and could only cast curious and fearful glances from afar.

"It seems that the real fun is inside." Li Chengfeng whispered and walked towards the door.

"Sir, over there, over there is..."

The middle-aged man's expression changed, his flattering smile froze instantly, and he began to speak hesitantly.

"What? Are you scared?" Li Chengfeng glanced at him with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"No, it's not that I'm scared, it's just that, that's over there..." The middle-aged man hesitated, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"It's the exclusive casino of the little overlord of the capital, the young marquis of the current dynasty."

Song Yuwei took over the conversation, frowning, "Are you crazy? You were so low-key before, afraid of getting in trouble, but now you're taking the initiative to get involved? Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Aren't you exposing your identity?"

Li Chengfeng laughed heartily: "Don't panic, be patient. I really must meet this young marquis today."