Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 834 Gambling 3 + Xiao Yining: (?￣▽￣)? My father is qualified to be the prime minister

In the lobby

With 13's help, the three little ones had already made their way through the crowd and arrived at the betting table. Before the dealer could react, they shouted in unison, "We want to place a bet!"

This loud shout immediately attracted the attention of many people in the hall. They all smiled and shook their heads with laughter.

"Whose young man and young lady are these? Why are they joining in such a commotion?"

"Little kids, do you know who will get into high school? Go back to the elders quickly. If you want to place a bet, let them come."

"That's right, betting is no joke. If you lose, you'll cry!"

"..."

The people around them tried to persuade them, but the three little ones remained unmoved. They stared intently at Wang Cheng's bamboo tube and pointed at it, "I want to bet on Wang Cheng!"

As soon as these words were spoken, those who had been trying to comfort the girl shut up, exchanged looks in surprise and doubt, and seemed to have guessed the identity of the girl, and whispered to each other.

"Could the girl in the middle be Princess Le'an?"

"Why is she here?"

"I heard that an official frightened Princess Le'an yesterday and was arrested by the Dali Temple and given thirty lashes."

"I've heard about this as well. The Dali Temple's actions are truly absurd. Even a little kid would jump in shock at the sound. They should be treated with sympathy."

"Don't say anything. If it really is Princess Le'an, and we make her cry, we will all be in trouble."

"..."

When Xiao Yining heard these remarks, he could not help but turn his head to look. Wherever his eyes fell, the scholars all smiled gently. Some of them even praised them for their vision, saying that Wang Cheng was the top student in high school.

The kid curled his lips and said to himself, "He's just a sycophant," then turned back and stared at the bamboo tube.

However, there was a silence below, and the dealer sitting at the betting table was in a dilemma.

He stood up, bowed, and said respectfully, "Sir, Miss, it's fine if you want to place a bet, but if your elders learn of this and come to trouble me, I can't afford it!"

When Xiao Yining heard this, he knew that his thoughts were the same as those below.

She pointed to the second floor and said, "My dad is up there!"

"That's right, our elders are in the box, and they agreed." Lin Yinhu continued.

The banker felt relieved and asked hurriedly, "Which box is it? I'll send someone to ask."

The three little ones were stunned when they heard this. They came in a hurry and didn't even reach the box.

They quickly looked up at Temporary Guardian 13.

13 glanced at them calmly, took out seven golden hairpins from his sleeve and placed them on the table, "I will report this matter to the master, Wang Cheng."

Xiao Yining: ⊙_⊙, Sister San actually earned so many gold hairpins from her uncle, that’s amazing!

The dealer was intimidated by 13's powerful aura. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then finally relented. "Please wait a moment, everyone. I need to report to the boss."

After saying this, he hurried off to ask for instructions, leaving Xiao Yining and his group behind.

Seeing this, the two kids hurriedly took out their purses and tiptoed to put them on the betting table.

Only Lin Yinhu was scratching his head and ears, his face flushed, at a loss.

Only then did he remember that he had no money. Although his uncle and aunt gave him monthly allowance, he had not brought it with him as he was in a hurry to go out today.

Little Yining immediately noticed his cousin's embarrassment and asked with concern, "Brother Hu, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Qing, I forgot to bring money when I went out today, so I can't add a sign for Chengzi!" Lin Yinhu replied with tears in his eyes.

Little Yining immediately took out the fifty-liang silver note that his cousin had given him from his purse, handed it over, and continued to look in the direction the dealer left.

The young boy lowered his eyes to look at the familiar banknote, and began to imagine: I heard that girls' schools need money everywhere, but Sister Qing hasn't spent the banknote yet, and is waiting for a chance to return it to him!

Lin Yinhu: o(╥﹏╥)o, my uncle and his family are all very kind to me, but I can’t help at all in the critical moment!

He took the banknote, moved by himself, and promised his little cousin, "Qingjie, when I win, I will give you all the money I get."

Xiao Yining: ..., then wouldn’t it be 250?

The little boy was a little sensitive about this amount and immediately refused righteously: "No need, Tiger Brother, keep it for yourself!"

When the young boy heard this, he was moved again.

Little Yining didn't know that the people around her had given everyone in her family many good guy cards, and she was still looking up.

Little did she know that there was someone watching them from above, and it was a small dealer she had met several times.

His gaze lingered on the two money bags on the betting table for a moment, and he said, "Princess Le'an has the final say on her own affairs. She can bet on whomever she wants, and you must not stop her. If she feels the money is not enough, you can tell her that she can bet on the gold bed or the IOU for 200,000 yuan."

The banker looked up in shock and warned, "Master, if Wang Cheng wins first place, with odds of 1 to 5, our bank will be in jeopardy."

The young banker glanced at him disapprovingly, then looked at the old man sitting at the table behind him, leisurely drinking tea, and asked respectfully, "Mr. Ai, have you read Wang Cheng and Lin Yuzan's articles? Do they have a chance of winning the first prize?"

The old man, known as Elder Ai, shook his head slowly, stroking his beard as he replied, "Wang Cheng's writing is passable, but Lin Yuzan's is like a child's slacking off. This year's imperial examination is packed with talented individuals, and given their literary talent, I will naturally give Your Majesty some favor and give them a mid-range ranking, so as not to embarrass them too much. However, since Jiang Hemian's son has these two as his disciples, I'm afraid they will need his connections to gain a foothold in the civil service."

The young banker raised his eyebrows slightly and felt a little relieved.

The old man Ai he was asking about was the former prime minister who was specially invited by his sixth cousin to preside over the special examination. His knowledge was no less than that of Jiang Hemian and Lian Shengsheng. Now that he had the old man's assertion, as long as the little girl below took out one of the items to bet, his sixth cousin could get rid of the debt of 200,000 taels in a fair and honest manner.

With this in mind, he said without hesitation, "Follow my instructions, and Wanda Bank will definitely win this round."

Hearing his master's confident words, the banker felt a surge of uneasiness in his heart for some reason, but he did not think much about it, bowed in response, and retreated.

Little Yining, still standing in the middle of the lobby, had no idea someone was planning to get her hands on the golden bed. Seeing the dealer running back breathlessly, she couldn't wait to ask, "Uncle, can I place my bet now?"

"can!"

The dealer looked at the two money bags on the table and felt inexplicably relieved. He quickly registered the money for the two children and gave them receipts, but he was in trouble again when it came to registering 13.

"Miss, I can appraise your gold hairpin, but you must tell me your name before I can give you a receipt."

13 glanced at him coldly: "No!"

Dealer: ...

"Sister San doesn't have a name?" The Lin siblings asked in surprise at the same time.

"No!" 13 replied impatiently again.

"No, just pick one here." Wang Gungun said nonchalantly. "I'm the best at naming. Sister San, I'll pick one for you."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a waiter squeezed in front of the betting table and said, "Miss Shuoxue, Master Wang asked me to pass on a message that they are in the yellow box and asked you to do a good thing and bring the young master and the young lady up there."

13 He understood and wrote the three words "Sheng Shuoxue" on the betting table.

Xiao Yining stood on tiptoe and took a closer look at the name. Although she was a little confused, she didn't ask any more questions.

Wang Gungun, feeling somewhat unhappy because someone else had snatched his job, muttered, "This name isn't as good as mine."

After he finished speaking, he met Xiao Yining's gloomy eyes, and immediately put his hands on his hips and glared back: "Sister Qing, what are you looking at?"

"Let's see what happens to you!"

The two little ones looked at each other again, and invisible sparks exploded in the air.

At this moment, the dealer also wrote a receipt for 13 and looked at the last person, Lin Yinhu.

His gaze lingered briefly on the young man's fifty-liang silver note, and he forced a smile and asked, "Young Master, are you going to bet fifty liang on Wang Cheng?"

Lin Yinhu shook his head: "No, I want to bet Uncle Chengzi 25 taels, and my uncle Lin Yuzan 25 taels."

As soon as these words were spoken, the little girl who was still arguing suddenly stood there in a daze.

Xiao Yining: (wДw), it’s over, she pawned all the money to her uncle and forgot about her father, the treacherous minister Miaomiao!

How can she be partial to one and discriminate against the other!!!