Fengle County, Zhaojia Money House, and in front of the market at the head of the gambling case, people surrounded the inside and the outside three circles.

Among them, there are Bai Ding civilians, local gentry, and scholars. In Wu, gambling cases are a gentle matter. Even some officials with a juren's position will sometimes grab a handful of scattered silver and throw them at the names of candidates on the roulette.

The Zhao Family Money House is the largest money house in Fengle County. It deserves to host the annual first-time gambling game. On the public table, there were thirty-one wooden signs with names on the huge roulette sign. It was originally thirty yuan, but today one more yuan was added. Everyone looked at the newly added name and wanted to see which candidate it was.

When I saw this name, no one was unfamiliar with the one present. It was the legitimate son of Su Xiucai's family, Su Lin, who was fifteen years old and had not yet been enlightened. Everyone in the county called him "Sumu Tou" very tactfully.

"Hey hey... man! I said that it wasn't originally from thirty candidates? Why did you suddenly add Su Mutou?"

Someone asked a question, but the guy gave the man a blank look and said, "Before Su Mutou entered the examination room this morning, he dared to bet on the ranking with my eldest son Zhao Shuang. So, the eldest son satisfied him and asked me to add his ranking to the roulette at the head of the case."

"This is a strange thing! Su Mutou, who has not been enlightened for fifteen years, dares to compete with the eldest son Zhao, who has been enlightened for the Hanlin word?"

"Let me see! Let me see! What is the odds of Su Mutou? Oh... one to one hundred, if he beats him one tael of silver, wouldn't he be able to get back one hundred taels of silver if he wins?"

"Go and go... do you think this money is easy to make? If you have the courage, just suppress Su Mutu! Keep your money to lose. Don't you think everyone will suppress Master Zhao? Although Master Zhao's odds are low, only one or two taels of silver is worth ten taels of silver, this time the case of Master Zhao is expected to be the most popular!"

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This wooden sign that represents Su Lin has been hung for most of the day, but there is not even a penny bet. And the other thirty candidates have more or less people to suppress the silver. The most people have suppressed Zhao Shuang, and the amount is already tens of thousands of taels of silver. Secondly, several candidates such as Qi Tianfang who once had poems about leaving the county have little chance, but there are still front-line candidates who may win the case head, and there are thousands of taels of silver on it.

Secondly, there are not many candidates who are optimistic about it. Although the odds are high, some even lose 20 yuan, but there are only scattered bets of several hundred taels of silver.

Su Lin is the most special of this. The odds are so high that one hundred yuan will be compensated, but there is not even a person who is willing to pay a penny. No one is a fool. No matter how high the odds are, in their opinion, Su Lin's case leader may not even have a trace of it. It would be better to throw it into the water than to put the money on it, and at least you can hear a thud.

"Hurry up... look, Su Mutou is here." Someone who was surrounded by gambling was sharp-eyed. Seeing Su Lin pulling Su Ru over from afar, he shouted.

"Hey! What's this Su Mutou coming here? See his odds of 100? Or do you see that no one is suppressing him? This is clearly what Mr. Zhao wants to humiliate him in public, and he even runs to insult him!"

Although these people mocked Su Lin for being stupid even though he was fifteen years old, some people still had sympathy for Su Lin.

"My man, I want to bet, do you also charge other equivalents except cash bank? Look at my word "Qin" and you estimate the price. I can all win the discounted bank!"

Su Lin walked to the counter without saying nonsense, took out the word "Qin" between his eyebrows, pointed directly at the wooden sign representing him and said.

"The discount for one word of Holy is generally a thousand taels of silver. The price of the word of Qin can be slightly higher, one thousand taels of silver, but... you are a mortgage bet, and you can only discount one thousand taels of silver."

Although the guy was surprised that Su Lin even took out the word Qin and bet on him, he still truthfully said according to the valuation rules of the money house.

However, Su Lin's behavior made the gamblers around him sigh.

"Is Su Mutou really stupid or fake? He really thinks he can beat Mr. Zhao and win the first-ranked leader? Even Mr. Zhao himself dared to say so confidently that he could win the leader before the result came out!"

"After opening the wisdom, it seems that Su Mutou has been enlightened in the past few days. He feels that he is capable and is too arrogant. He doesn't think about it. Generally, Confucian scholars are about ten years old to be enlightened. When he is fifteen years old, what can he be proud of? "

"Hey! It's a pity that the word "Qin" is even rewarded by Lin to Su Xiucai with the word "Qin". From this we can see how hard Su Xiucai was back then? But the good and bad luck are unpredictable! If Su Xiucai, who died young, knew that he had such a foolish son, I wonder if he could still smile with a smile?"

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Su Lin didn't care about the ridicule and discussion of the gamblers around him, only he knew it in his heart. Today's county examination, he had a complete answer to the morning scriptures, and his poems in the afternoon, and his poems. If the case was not him, then the county examination would definitely be unfair.

"Okay! One thousand taels are only one thousand taels, I'm all in my own way!"

Su Lin readily handed over the word "Qin" to the guy. The guy carefully loaded it with a copywriting jade box, sealed it into the warehouse, and handed Su Lin a wooden sign representing the betting information. In this way, Su Lin's huge bet of this thousand taels was completed.

Although the gamblers around him said that Su Lin was crazy, Su Lin smiled and pulled his sister Su Ru home. While walking, he said to his sister Su Ru: "Ru'er, wait three days later, the county test results will come out. We will have money. Then, my brother will give you big fish and meat every day. By the way, if you like roast chicken, we can buy two at once, eat one, and throw one..."

"Hehe... Ru'er also believes that my brother will definitely win the lead." Su Ru also followed her "rich" brother happily, and was licked by Su Lin's lips, as if she would immediately enjoy the best food.

Not long after Su Lin left the Zhao family's money house, Zhao Shuang, who had finished the county trial, also came to the money house with her companions and a few flattering classmates.

"Li Sihu, Fang Lansheng, come with me to see the bet of the case leader. Before entering the exam room in the morning, I ordered someone to add the name of Su Lin, and the odds were 1 to 100. I just don't know if anyone is optimistic about Su Lin and dares to bet on him?"

Shaking a elegant folding fan, Zhao Shuang posed like a handsome young man, and came to the money house to be gambling like stars holding the moon. The gamblers around naturally recognized Zhao Shuang and made way consciously.

Zhao Shuang wrote a poem about leaving the county in the examination room today. Although there were three poems in the morning that I had never answered, such results were enough to be proud of Fengle County. The name of the case head is not his belonging to him? Therefore, Zhao Shuang's current mood is just like his name, and she is so happy.

However, when Zhao Shuang saw Su Lin's name on the roulette, there was a mark of a bet of 1,000 taels, and her face changed suddenly and she shouted at the clerk: "Who is it? She actually bet Su Lin's 1,000 taels?"

"Young Master! It's... Su Lin himself, who just bet." The guy replied.

"Impossible! Su Lin is just the legitimate son of a down-and-out scholar's family. It is said that the family's property is controlled by Su Liu. He can't afford to buy a piece of scallion oil pancake. Where did he get the 1,000 taels of silver to bet?" Zhao Shuang said with a puzzled look on his face.

Seeing this, the guy hurriedly explained: "Young Master, Su Mutou really has no money. But he mortgaged the word "Qin" that Su Xiucai passed on to him for 1,000 taels of silver bet."

"Hmph! So that's what happened. Su Lin, it seems that he is going to make a big fuss. I want to see. Three days later, when he sees my name appear at the top of the first case, he lost both ends. I see where Su Lin found a word "Qin" to compensate me? If you can't take it out then, don't blame me Zhao Shuang for sending you to the county jail..."

After understanding what happened, Zhao Shuang laughed happily. Although Su Lin's odds were 1 to 100, if the thousand taels of silver really won, he would have to pay a huge sum of 100,000 taels of silver. This was a huge sum of money for the entire Zhao family's money house.

However, Zhao Shuang was not worried at all. Because he was determined to be the leader of the case this time. He took a step back and said that even if there was an accident, he would never be the leader of the case, Su Lin would never be the turn of Su Mutou, who was only 15 years old, who was enlightened.

At this time, in the wilderness and deep forest hundreds of miles away, a loud chant was heard. Xiaoyu, the saint of the Rabbit Demon Clan, came here with a poem copied in eternal handwriting.

"Father, take a look. This poem "Autumn Ci" is really a rare and good poem. After reading it several times, Xiaoyu felt that the thoughts in her body were profound and the holy power had increased a lot. Even the power of the demon spirit was sensed. If there were a few more such poems, Xiaoyu might be able to advance from a demon spirit to a demon spirit!"

Xiaoyu ran excitedly from the back of the Diao Nu to Li Luo, holding the "Autumn Ci" in his hand, and said to the rabbit demon king Li Luo, "Xiaoyu is for you!"

"Since ancient times, I have been sad and lonely in autumn,

I say autumn is better than spring..."

Xiaoyu had just read the first two sentences, and the rabbit demon king Li Luo couldn't help but take the poem and recited it with both emotion and emotion: "A crane lined up on the clouds in the clear sky, which led to the poem to the blue sky."

"What a poetic feeling that brings to the sky!"

Holding this "Autumn Ci" in his hand, the rabbit demon king Li Luo couldn't calm down for a long time, and seemed to have some understanding in his heart. The fire of thought flashed, and the power of the demon spirit actually surged, as if he was about to break through to the level of the demon king to the level of the demon emperor.

However, how could the demon king break through so easily when he reaches the demon emperor? In the end, the demon spirit power of the rabbit demon king Li Luo calmed down and sighed: "It's still a little bit short of meaning!"
Chapter completed!