The gambling god's wife in the Duke's Mansion is getting divorced again

Lord Caiyun was in high spirits.

Xiao Ji stepped into the courtyard and felt strange: "The princess has been in a good mood these days? You all act like it's New Year's Day."

The maidservant couldn't suppress the smile on her face: "Your Highness, the princess has sent the gale away. We finally don't have to tremble in fear anymore. This is happier than the New Year."

"Is that true? Is she suddenly so willing to give up?"

In the past, she teased Ji Feng like a dog and loved him very much. She would take him to race horses and learn archery with Baili Xi every now and then, and he was always by her side.

I was afraid that it would get cold in the yard outside, so I even brought it to the dormitory to sleep and put a soft cushion there.

But the servants were really scared and the wind was very strong, so they had to tie up the ropes after entering the yard.

"A wolf should have roamed the wilds, but I turned it into a dog. I felt it was a pity, so I sent Xiao Shun out and found a place deep in the mountains and forests to abandon it.

"Sang Wan was flipping through the book and eating candied fruit without raising her head.

Xiao Ji did not expose her, but just picked up her book and looked at the title, "Preface to the Horse-Dating Picture".

He laughed out loud: "I thought you were studying some profound medical book, but it turns out you're learning to play dominoes?"

"This was given to me by Baili Xi. He said it was a popular pastime among the noble ladies of the capital, and he wanted me to learn it so I could play with them."

Sang Wan said it seriously and asked seriously, "Brother, can you do it?"

"I know a little bit. Ayue is an expert." Xiao Ji snatched the book from her hand and threw it aside. "She has a set of ivory dominoes, a gift from the Empress. I'll ask her to bring it to you tomorrow. We'll play a few games with you, and you'll know everything. Why would you need to read this book?"

"It's almost the New Year, and you're so busy, how can you have time to play cards with me? I read in a book that it takes four people to play well. How about asking Sister Yue to invite a few more people, so I can get closer and get to know them better?"

Sang Wan held her cheeks with her hands, like a lovely little flower, which made Xiao Ji unable to help but touch her head.

He originally came here because he was worried about Sang Wan, afraid that she would do something stupid because of Zheng Jinzhi. He didn't expect that she really let it go, which made him very relieved.

"Your sister Yue doesn't have many friends around her, but she has a lot of friends who enjoy eating, drinking and having fun. I'll give you some extra money so you don't lose it all and can't come home."

Sang Wan frowned: "You still need money? I thought it was just to kill time."

"What's the fun of playing without silver? I remember one time, A Yue lost so much that all the pearl hairpins on her head were pulled out. She ran back to the palace with a pout on her face to complain, and everyone in the palace was so scared that they were looking for her everywhere. The Empress felt sorry for her and gave her a more luxurious headdress to coax her back."

Xiao Ji recalled the past and felt that he owed Sang Wan even more.

They were born from the same mother. When Xiao Yue was enjoying the favor of the whole palace, Sang Wan was still being tortured in a medicine shop in Jiangnan. Her small body carried the burden of the family and she had only a few days of comfort.

"Awan, don't be afraid of losing. I have plenty of money." Xiao Ji's throat felt a little blocked.

Sang Wan smiled sweetly: "Brother, I will try to lose less."

*

The next day, Xiao Ji went to Taichang Temple early in the morning and did not leave the palace until dusk.

The housekeeper, Uncle Li, rolled up his sleeves, harnessed the carriage and waited at the palace gate. When he saw him, he went to greet him.

Xiao Ji stepped on the car and asked: "How is the princess? How much did you lose?"

Uncle Li chuckled. Xiao Ji raised his eyebrows in confusion and stopped walking without even getting into the carriage. "What's going on?"

"Your Highness, you don't know. The princess's first time playing mahjong was as impressive as the God of Gamblers. She outplayed three other players, winning everything from the princess, Wang Ruoyun, the daughter of the Minister of War, and Yan Qianzhi, the granddaughter of the Minister of Rites. I heard Miss Yan almost lost even her outer garment."

"Really?" Xiao Ji was stunned, a little bit unbelievable: "She clearly knew nothing yesterday."

Aristocratic families have a tradition of playing leaf cards, and dominoes are just an improved way of playing. People can become proficient in it after playing it a few times. However, Sang Wan grew up among the common people and had never played leaf cards. Yet, he was able to beat the old players in just one day. His intelligence was truly impressive.

"Who says it isn't? Our domino, Princess Yue, has been rubbed to the ground, and I'm afraid this title will be handed over. If Lord Baili hadn't heard about this and come to join in the fun, I'm afraid the ladies at this table would have been fighting non-stop tonight. Miss Yan is so angry about losing that she wants to continue tomorrow and won't stop until she wins."

Xiao Ji frowned, smiled and got into the carriage.

The charcoal basin inside the car was warm, and the snow on the black fox fur melted into water, completely eliminating the coldness.

"Well, I really can't get away to accompany her these days, so it's a good thing to have someone to play with her."

Uncle Li drove the carriage and said, "Today I heard from Lord Baili that our princess has a nickname in Jiangnan: 'Wife of the God of Gamblers.' That day she beat Lord Baili three whole rounds. No wonder she's so powerful!"

The God of Gamblers' Wife? What an interesting story.

Xiao Ji became more and more interested in his sister. It seemed that there were still many things in Jiangnan that he didn't know.

*

After Sang Wan finished washing up, he collapsed on the bed and lay in a spread-eagle position.

"Madame Wang, please don't wake me up early tomorrow. I'm so tired."

Nanny Wang smiled as she gathered her robes and said, "I understand. Even if the sky falls, I will not wake up the God of Gamblers."

"The princess won money today, and everyone in Caiyun Pavilion received a reward. Everyone is happy and looks forward to the princess winning money every day."

Sang Wan half-closed her eyes and smiled weakly: "It's all because of Baili Xi's mouth, what nonsense he said."

Nanny Wang retreated and closed the door.

Sang Wan folded her hands behind her head and slowly opened her eyes.

She desperately needed an opportunity to break into the circle of noble ladies and get the information she needed.

She was very good at playing dominoes. After a few games, she and Wang Ruoyun, the daughter of the Minister of War, became so familiar with each other that they were like sisters.

Ministers had taboos in their interactions with each other, and even if they wanted to say something, they had to go around in circles; but when they returned home, they were all fathers, with worries and sorrows written all over their faces, and they would not deliberately avoid talking to their daughters.

Therefore, the information that children understand is more profound than that of ordinary people. Wang Ruoyun only mentioned a few words that her father had been frowning recently, but unknowingly revealed a lot of information about the movements of the Ministry of War.

The Ministry of War was going to mobilize troops to the northwest, while the Ministry of Rites was already preparing for the ceremony of conferring the empress, and was even secretly working on the empress dowager's funeral arrangements.

These daughters were extremely secretive when talking about the mysterious Concubine Chen, including Xiao Yue.

Wang Ruoyun also mentioned that the Ministry of War sent people to the northwest overnight, saying that it was an oral order from the emperor to find Zheng Jinzhi and ensure his safety.

Zheng Jinzhi was a man who deserved to die in the situation of the imperial edict. He took the initiative to cut ties with the Pei family in order to advance, and went to the northwest to join the army. On the surface, the emperor took into account his filial piety to his grandfather, but in fact he had the intention to kill him.

After all, it is normal for someone to die on the battlefield.

But why did the government's attitude suddenly reverse?

Sang Wan twirled her fingertips, her brain working rapidly.

It’s her, Zheng Yunlan.

She must have done something to change the emperor's mind.

Sang Wan couldn't help but feel in awe of her.

The fact that news from the northwest border could be passed on to the harem showed that she had connections in the court; and in such a short period of time, she was able to make the emperor give up his murderous intentions and even feel pity for him. Her scheming and methods were beyond those of an ordinary person.

She was able to endure humiliation and take root in the cannibalistic palace, and to maneuver easily between two shrewd emperors. She is even about to be crowned queen for the second time. Beneath Zheng Yunlan's stunning beauty lies her great strategy and grand ambitions.

The more this happened, the more Sang Wan worried about Zheng Jinzhi.

In addition to his son Zheng Jinzhi, Zheng Yunlan also has Prince Yun Xiao Yi.

She is the chess player, Zheng Jinzhi has already been placed on the chessboard, what about King Yun?

The person she ultimately wanted to support was Prince Yun. After all, Prince Yun had an imperial edict, and he was the son of destiny, and his rightful throne was orthodox.

Then Zheng Jinzhi could only act as a sharp blade of revenge, cutting through mountains and building roads, and building bridges over rivers, in order to carve out a bloody path for King Yun to succeed to the throne.

If he succeeds in the future, he will be cursed for all eternity as a traitor who disturbed the peace of the country; if he fails, he will be killed without a burial place.

Although the palms and backs of the hands are made of flesh, they are still divided into thin and thick.

Zheng Jinzhi, the road ahead is bumpy.

Is this what you want?