But no one expected that in the next few games, Han Yue seemed to be still possessed by the god of gambling. He would shake the dice a few times each time, but he could always suppress Wang Xun and others.

There were even several times when he won by a dangerous advantage. How bad it was, Wang Xun and others only felt that there were ten thousand heads running wildly in their hearts.

Anyone who has been at the gambling table knows that the more in this situation, the more likely people are to get deeply trapped in it. The last moment they are full of confidence and will win, but the next moment they are killed with a slight advantage. The hope of a turnaround is so close that it always makes people want to do it again.

This is the heart of a gambler, and Han Yue has a lot of understanding! Because, he used to be like this...

He still deliberately controlled the rhythm and showed a confused but killing all sides. After several rounds of gambling, he naturally won one after another. Even Cheng Chumo, who was following the banker, had already paid off 100,000 gambling debts.

Cheng Chumo is now a serf who turns over and sings. Not only does he pay off his gambling debt, but he also owes him nearly 100,000 yuan. The people in the Cheng family are all virtuous and can't be shamed, otherwise they will be crazy. The crazy laughter of this guy almost enveloped the entire Chang'an...

Wang Xun and others had already lost their faces!

"You...you cheat, you pay a thousand!" Li Wen finally couldn't help it and stood up with a flushed face. Because he believed in Wang Xun's gambling skills and was greedy for Han Yue's secret recipe for iron casting, he bet the most fiercely. As a result, after several rounds of gambling, he had to double every time. He alone had already lost 100,000 yuan in a blink of an eye. Such a huge number finally made the Li family wake up, and he was sweating all over.

Recalling the gambling game, I kept losing and not winning. This situation cannot be said to be because the other party is very lucky.

Not to mention him, even Wang Xun began to doubt it. His family knew his family affairs, and every time he shook the dice, he would raise his spirits. He felt that more than 90% of me would actually deviate from it?

Look at Han Yue again. Although he has always been vulgar and his mouth is dirty and his words are like a mess, why does the God of Wealth win and not lose? How can a person win and not lose? He is so lucky all night long, and there are coincidences or some, but gambling dice is a chance of playing, so how can he always beat other people's points? And many times, he only has a little more, which is too coincidental.

"Why, I'm so anxious to lose. The young master of the fifth family is just like this? If you can't afford to lose, don't play!" Han Yue felt that it was almost the same, so he pushed the dice and started to sarcastically. He looked disdainful and contempt: "Every time I shouted out Qian, where did I go? The gambling tools are provided by you. Everyone looks at the dice. Which eye did you see me cheating? If you really want to say Qian, I still doubt you. I feel something is wrong with the weight of the dice..."

Wang Xun's face changed, his eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at him with a fierce fire.

There is indeed something wrong with the dice, and he is clear about it. However, the person's psychology is very subtle. The more he does something bad, the less confident he is. Han Yue takes the lead and tells the matter. Instead, he feels that his momentum becomes weaker and dares not refute it for a while.

After all, Cheng Chumo was born in a wealthy family. He has been influenced by his childhood and has learned a lot of knowledge about various maneuvers and deceptive methods. Although this guy is honest, he is not stupid. After hearing what Han Yueyu pointed, his eyes flashed and he understood a little.

"So there is something wrong with the other party's dice! And my brother is so good at gambling, he actually treats the person with his own way..."

Your own people always have to help your own people. This guy suddenly laughed and cursed: "Your mother, your Master Cheng lost money and almost took off his pants. Why don't you say cheating? Now it's your turn to lose, and you immediately start slandering. Are you shameless in your five surnames and seven families? If you can't afford to gamble, don't gamble, get out of here! But the money you lost cannot be reduced, otherwise, my father will come to talk to you with an axe..."

This guy was also clever and knew that he couldn't help but move Lao Cheng out immediately.

Sure enough, Wang Xun and others changed color one after another. Li Wen swallowed with embarrassment and smiled embarrassedly: "We juniors have a few bets, so don't let Duke Cheng join forces!"

The young men nodded repeatedly, thinking of Cheng Yaojin's unreasonable temperament, all of them looked like earth. He was a demon king who had to fight for three points on weekdays without reason, and now he and others really owed their son money.

Want to betray the debt? Lao Cheng's axe can chop people up.

Thinking of this, everyone had a cold war and followed Li Wen to persuade Cheng Chumo and said, "That's right, Cheng Chumo, we are gambled to have fun together. Don't let Duke Cheng join forces in this matter!"

A little gambling to enjoy love?

Han Yue almost sneered. Each of these guys lost nearly 100,000 yuan. Unexpectedly, when he heard Cheng Yaojin, he actually said something like "Little Gambling" with a calm face. This shows the name of the Demon King of the World.

"I want my father not to come, okay!" Cheng Chumo became more and more arrogant, and took his father's name as a killer weapon. He raised his fingers arrogantly and pointed at them one by one: "You, you, you, and you... Each of you lost nearly 100,000 yuan. Come on, check out now, you have money to get money, and don't have money to write. Who dares to cheat, don't blame grandpa for turning against others."

Wang Xun and Li Wen looked at each other, and the young men looked at each other. Everyone had bitterness on their faces, but they could only call a singer with their teeth and asked her to take some papers and write down their own words...

Han Yue became more scrupulous. Not only did he ask everyone to sign and write, but he also bit his fingers and put them on bloody fingerprints. The eyes of the young masters of all the families were breathing fire. However, Cheng Chumo was arrogant and threatened him, so he could only suppress his anger and bit his fingers according to Han Yue's suggestion.

Eight people, eight characters, nearly 800,000 guan!

This number made Cheng Chumo gasp and made Han Yue slam all over!

How much does the Tang Dynasty earn in a year? More than two million yuan, this is the tax created by millions of people in the vast desert land...

Li Shimin wanted to promote the water truck, but the national treasury only invested 800,000 yuan, but it had already caused the court to be in trouble. The evil dogs from various aristocratic families snatched food. I don’t know how many battles and swords and shadows passed in secret.

Now, the two young men who are not as good as the ones, are about to have 800,000 trump cards. How shocking is this?

Cheng Chumo laughed wildly, like a night owl howled, with a loud voice that almost knocked down the beams.

Han Yue's eyes flashed. After all, he was traveling through time in later generations, and he was more careful than Cheng Chumo. He always felt that such a large debt was probably not easy to recover!

The money is too much, and it has touched the bottom line of the blood-sucking family. Those evil wolves only like to eat and don’t like to vomit. Eighty-hundred thousand chunks of money, such a huge wealth is enough to make the family turn against each other.

If the five surnames and seven families were responsible for their debts together, Cheng Yaojin would probably not be sure of successfully taking the debt.

When Han Yue thought of this, he was secretly worried and was feeling troubled. For some reason, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and a strange thought popped up.

"Maybe, there's one person who can do it."

A smile slowly appeared on his face...

...

Chang'an City, Wang's mansion, in the deep back garden.

"Report to the young master, Cheng Chumo, the eldest son of the Cheng family, brought Han Yue, a man from Jingyang County, into Yunyao Gambling House this evening. The second master went to hear the news and aroused him with words. The two parties agreed to start a gambling!"

"Has the fish taken the bait..." Wang Lingyun smiled slightly. He was pruning branches for a flower tree, but he just smiled faintly when he heard this.

"Before my subordinates came back, the second young master, Han Yue and others had not started a bet, but they had already agreed to bets. Cheng Chumo was impulsive and liked to gambling. I think with his urging, Han Yue should fall into the trap!" Wang's dark butterfly knelt on the ground and respectfully expressed his guess.

"Pret is too easy to catch, and it is always boring... Forget it, since you have already gotten into the trap, you have lost the interest in playing with it. Just tell the second young master and ask him to get the secret recipe back. Don't show that you are too bullying. After all, we are designing to seize it. Cheng Yaojin is unreasonable. Once you become angry, there will be many variables in things..."

The secret spy was stunned and said unwillingly: "Young master, just have a secret recipe? This is a bit too cheap for them."

Wang Lingyun smiled casually, slowly lowered his hand to prune the flower branches, and said calmly: "The best is like water, not fighting is a struggle. The best soldiers attack the plan and win without fighting. Remember, you have to take advantage of the world, and you have to gain a little bit by bit. After you have accumulated enough advantages, you can have a thunder attack. Now my Wang family does not have enough strength to defeat the Cheng family, so why should you rush to tear off your face?"

"I am stupid!"

"Go, tell the second young master what I mean, let him grasp the size, don't mess with Cheng Yaojin, although I'm not afraid of him..."

"Yes!" The secret spy bowed and took the order and quietly retreated.

Wang Lingyun stood tall, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, and breathed slowly. He had a calm look on his face and his manners were as elegant as an ethereal immortal, a graceful young man in the turbid world. It seemed that there was nothing in this world that could bother him.

"I thought that farmer was also a genius, but now it seems..."

He smiled like a breeze blowing his face, but he didn't know that the fact was just another scene! In Yunyao's gambling house, his second brother Wang Xun and the young men of the aristocratic family whom he was looking for not winning, but instead lost nearly 800,000 yuan.

Such huge wealth, even if the five surnames and seven families have been rich for thousands of years, it will feel very difficult. This is no longer a matter of losing a little or two, but may shake the fundamental matter of the family.

Even if Wang Lingyun is a leading young generation, this kind of thing is not something he can solve!

With a huge fortune of 800,000 yuan, Cheng Chumo will definitely ask his father to collect the debt.

With a huge fortune of 800,000 yuan, the aristocratic families will inevitably send out older generations to pay their debts.

Han Yue did not intend to take over the huge fortune of 800,000 yuan...

He wanted to give Li Shimin a share. Because it was not so, it would not be enough to be included in his pocket. After seeing various methods of hiding debts in later generations, he knew that it would be safe to put the bag in. With His Majesty the Emperor as a front pawn, it would be easier to collect debts!

As for how to divide the spoils?

So what if His Majesty Li Er takes the big head? Maybe he can change his title!
Chapter completed!