MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times-Chapter 11 I'm afraid you'll cry if you lose
Chapter 11 I’m afraid you’ll cry if you lose
Ling Chu was puzzled, "What are you betting on?"
“Of course it’s a bet on who can find the silver faster.”
Ling Chu glanced at him and ignored him.
She has no interest in this matter at all. She has a system and can easily find out where the money is hidden.
If you compete with her in this, the opponent will definitely lose. Even if she wins, it will be a weak victory. There is nothing to compare with.
Lingchu saw a guard in Jinyi peeling off the seal on the door of the mansion, and the closed door was pushed open. Commander Ning had already led the people in, and she also walked up the steps.
Prince Jing held a folding fan in his hand and followed him in with great swagger.
Lingchu looked around as he walked inside.
This mansion has not been inhabited for I don’t know how many years. It is deserted inside and weeds are growing in the yard. The tiles on the roofs of some houses have long since disappeared.
I don’t know whose house it was originally. It’s such a waste that no descendants live in such a big house.
On the side, Prince Jing also looked around with curiosity, "Tsk, I didn't expect that General Mingwei's mansion would be so dilapidated."
Lingchu glanced at him and said, "Do you know whose mansion this is?"
"Of course I know. Hey, don't you know? You shouldn't. Everyone in Kyoto knows about this house."
“I didn’t grow up in Beijing.”
“Oh, no wonder.”
Xu Xu saw that Ling Chu had not agreed to bet with him to find hidden silver. To show his sincerity, Prince Jing introduced the house to her with great interest.
The owner of this house was a Mingwei general in the reign of the late emperor. Because he was greedy for military pay and colluded with foreign enemies to plot rebellion, the late emperor ordered that he and one hundred and thirty-six people in the mansion be beheaded.
At that time, this incident could be said to be a major sensation in Kyoto.
After hearing this, Ling Chu sighed in his heart. In ancient times, one person could ascend to heaven with chickens and dogs, but if something happened to one person in the family, the whole family would be affected.
With so many people dead, it’s no wonder that this house is so gloomy and dilapidated.
Prince Jing shook his fan and said, "Well, since I tell you the origin of this house, let's make a bet."
Ling Chu was not interested, "This is something worth gambling on. Your Majesty is interested, so just take someone to look for it. If you have help, I believe Lord Ning will not stop you."
“That’s so boring.”
"If you really want to bet with others, you can go to those Jin Yiwei."
Prince Jing glanced at the expressionless Jin Yiwei with disgust, shook his head and said, "Forget it, they are all just like elm knots, stupid and boring, they lose to me every time."
When Jin Yiwei heard him, he didn't dare to say anything on his face, but he was in his heart, but the King of Jing was noble, but he was a well -known cricket in Kyoto.
The fun of eating, drinking, playing, throwing pots and archery, and fighting **** and lackeys no longer attracts him. Now he always likes to follow them around and search for stolen money as a kind of fun.
Ling Chu shook his head, "If you bet with me, I'm afraid you'll cry if you lose."
"Then you must underestimate me. It's not my fault. If I were to be ranked second in the entire Kyoto, no one would dare to be ranked first."
Growing up, he could easily find the treasures in his family no matter where they were hidden. He had accumulated a lot of experience in finding things, and even those royal guards were not as good as him.
Jin Yiwei brought an armchair out of the house, and Ning Chuyi was sitting on it. He heard their conversation and did not stop it.
The Prince Jing often likes to bet with his Jin Yiwei to find stolen money. Sometimes he even thinks that those Jin Yiwei are stupid and want to bet with him, which also gives him a headache.
Now that he has found Miss Ling, he will naturally not stop her, lest she turn around and pester him again.
"Then I still can't bet with you." "Why can't you bet with me?" Prince Jing frowned, feeling unhappy.
If he hadn't heard that this girl was very good at finding silver, he would not have been convinced and wouldn't have kept pestering her for a bet.
“Your Majesty, you know the situation in my family. I am still waiting to help Mr. Ning find the money so that he can help me intercede in front of the emperor and ask the emperor to be lenient to our family.
In case you found this silver, Lord Ning is unwilling to help me plead. Then what should I do, I can't always watch a big family chopped by the emperor, right? "
Prince Jing waved his hand disapprovingly, "Well, I thought it was something other than helping you plead with the emperor. As long as you agree to bet with me, I can help you plead with the emperor."
Now that the national treasury is empty, as long as the property in General Mingwei's mansion can be found, the emperor will definitely be willing to let you go for the sake of money.
Besides, the emperor is my uncle. I will intercede for you. For my sake, he will not make things difficult for you. Even if he doesn't agree, I can still go to the imperial grandmother for help. "
Ning Chuyi glanced at Prince Jing speechlessly. He had no doubt that this fool had been sold, and he happily helped others count the money.
Lingchu didn't expect such an unexpected surprise. She guessed that Prince Jing had a distinguished status, but she didn't expect that the emperor was actually his uncle.
Since she has refused several times, he still insists on betting with her. With one more person to plead for mercy, the chance is greater, so she has no reason to refuse.
“If you lose, you won’t cry to the emperor and ask him to kill my whole family, right?”
Prince Jing cast a sidelong glance at Ling Chu, "You underestimate this prince too much. Is this prince such a worthless person? Don't worry, no matter you win or lose, I will help you plead with the emperor."
Lingchu nodded, "Okay, that's settled."
He turned to Commander Ning and said, "Master Ning, please be a witness."
Ning Chuyi glanced at her and nodded in agreement.
Since someone is willing to help, he is happy to be the shopkeeper. As long as he can get the property from General Mingwei's mansion to pay homage to the emperor.
Lingchu asked Prince Jing, "How to bet?"
“We each pick ten royal guards and divide them into two teams. Whichever team finds the fastest and most wealth within an hour will win.”
“Your Majesty, let’s choose someone first.”
"You are from the girl's family, so you should choose first, lest word spread that I am bullying the girl's family."
Lingchu shook his head, "The prince must have heard that I can use hexagrams to calculate the direction, right? This is equivalent to me using foreign objects, and the chance of winning is greater than yours. For the sake of fairness, the prince should choose first."
The system couldn't tell, but what she said was a subtle reminder to Prince Jing that she had a cheat.
Prince Jing did not refuse anymore and said cheerfully, "That's okay, I'll choose first."
Soon, Prince Jing selected ten royal guards.
Ling Chu waited for him to finish picking, then walked over without looking, and casually ordered ten.
She picked randomly and didn't look carefully at all. Anyway, she had a system and didn't need the help of these royal guards to search. These ten people are mainly used to help her with some strenuous work.
Prince Jing shook his head and kindly reminded her, "Miss Ling, your choice is too random. You'd better observe it carefully and choose again."
"No need, just these people will do." Ling Chu didn't expect Prince Jing to be so kind as to remind her, and she couldn't bear it.
What troubles her now is not how to win, but how to calmly tell Prince Jing not to lose too badly, lest he become angry, keep his words, and cry to his uncle, which would be a bad idea.
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(End of this chapter)
