As the New Year is approaching, the dimly lit Chang'an Market is also particularly lively, and is filled with joy and red. The stalls on both sides of the market are filled with the flavor of the New Year.
Grains, livestock, window decorations, New Year's goods, etc., everything is available...
There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, and the shops inside and outside the tents that rest everywhere are also overcrowded.
But in those teahouses, wine shops, and the storytellers, they were talking about the same thing. Even as early as the day when I went to Dali Temple to be imprisoned in early summer, the major gambling houses in Chang'an City , the perimeter has been set up.
The handicap was based on betting on whether the young prince would be able to leave the Dali Temple tomorrow.
Almost everyone was betting on the side of safely leaving the temple.
In addition, the sudden arrival of Concubine Li Qi today seemed to silently provide another strong backing for Xia Chu.
The few people who were ready to take a chance on the upset also secretly went to the safe side at night and doubled their bets in order to get their money back.
Now that column cannot leave the circle of Dali Temple, only one person's bet is left, and the amount of money is really huge.
What’s even more amazing is that almost all stalls with peripheral stalls have this person’s bets...
As soon as they arrived, there was only one person in the group who was betting on not being able to get out of the temple.
Secondly, the amount bet on each of these peripherals is the same.
Therefore, everyone has one more thing to talk about after drinking.
Who is this person
Bingwen naturally paid attention to this matter. He sent someone to check for two days. The man placed the bet on the same day and never appeared again.
And most of the people who placed bets that day were just joining in the fun. If they were concerned, they were focused on the odds, and they didn't pay attention to the people around them.
Therefore, Bingwen checked for two days and only knew that this person was a woman, that's all.
Bingwen thought about it and found that the only woman who could not deal with Xia Chu was Aodenge Rile, but what was she trying to do...
He returned to Mingxiangyuan with this matter in mind, intending to tell Xiao Mubai about it if he came to see him at night.
Unexpectedly, he went straight back to the house, only to find Xu Wenlan already waiting in his room.
"Why are you here again?" Bingwen felt a little pain in his head when he saw him.
"Are you alone?" Xu Wenlan felt a little pain in his head when he saw no one behind him.
"Oh my eldest young master, didn't I say in the afternoon that if His Highness King Mo is free, he will naturally look for you, so you can't just stay at home and accompany Mr. Xu." Bingwen pinched his eyebrows.
"Hey, don't accuse me wrongly. Even if my father asked me to wait for news, it's useless to say that I'm staying in the Xu Mansion." Xu Wenlan greeted him with a smile.
"Did you tell your father that His Highness King Mo has returned to Beijing?" Bingwen looked surprised.
"How can that be possible? I'm not stupid." Xu Wenlan clicked his tongue.
"Then why did your father ask you to wait here?" Bingwen looked suspicious.
"Ouch." Xu Wenlan bumped his shoulder: "Have you forgotten your own reputation? You are Mr. Bingwen in Wentian Pavilion. I just told my father that Bingwen has news from the palace. , he asked me to move here and live there until Lan Yuying leaves the palace... "
The veins on Bingwen's forehead jumped. Following the direction he pointed, he saw a luggage on the bed.
Xu Wenlan also tugged on his sleeves, with a shy expression on his face that was open to everyone.
Bingwen waved him away in disgust: "Get out of here, get out of there non-stop..."
Xu Wenlan made a sound and patted his sleeves: "You have a good idea. Who wants to sleep with you? Jiao Shi is cleaning the house for me next door."
Bingwen exhaled and sat down on the chair.
Xu Wenlan saw that his brows were furrowed and he was worried, so he asked in a formal way: "What's wrong? Come talk to me and let me analyze it for you."
Bingwen glanced at him suspiciously. Although Xu Wenlan's tone was joking, there was a serious look on his face, as if he wanted to relieve him of his worries.
But there were some things that Bingwen couldn't talk about outside, so he bowed and bowed to show his acceptance: "I won't bother you, just take your bags and go back to the house to rest."
Xu Wenlan naturally refused to leave: "I know you all have a lot of secrets, so just pick some unimportant ones and tell me about them."
Seeing his reluctance and fearing that he would pester him endlessly, Bingwen picked up the unimportant issue of placing bets today and talked to him about it.
After hearing this, Xu Wenlan blinked twice and asked him, "Where can I place my bet? Is it too late for me to go now?"
Bingwen pinched his eyebrows and pointed at the door: "Get out now, there are them all over the street, you're here before it's too late."
"Oh, I am that kind of person. What you are talking about is not simple." Xu Wenlan spread his hands and said, "Ao Deng Rile is just for fun."
Bingwen's forehead was throbbing with veins, he gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes: "Can you say something constructive?"
Xu Wenlan made a sound and slapped the table: "That must be there! I just teased you, please listen to me and tell you seriously!"
Bingwen raised his eyes and looked at him dubiously, only to see Xu Wenlan continue seriously: "This Mongolian princess probably wants to cheer up Prince Yu. Think about it, it's like Prince Yu and Xia Chu are fighting in the ring. This Yu The prince doesn’t even have anyone to support him right now, so the princess has to give him some face... "
Xu Wenlan spoke eloquently and with a stern look on his face. He didn't even pay attention to Bingwen's handsome little face, which turned black and blue. After he finished speaking with foam at the mouth, he moved closer to Bingwen. Minato asked, "Do you think so?"
Bingwen sneered and called out to the door: "Bian Hao."
The door was pushed open by Bian Hao a moment later. He looked a little excited. After all, he hadn't done anything serious for a long time. He looked at Bingwen expectantly: "Master, what are your orders?"
Bingwen pointed at Xu Wenlan beside him: "Kick him out. He will not be allowed to enter my room again tonight."
"You, why are you calling someone?" Xu Wenlan jumped up instantly: "Who doesn't have a secret guard?"
Just as he was about to call someone, Bian Hao, who looked disappointed, covered his mouth and carried him out of the room.
Xu Wenlan's curses came from outside the house, and Bingwen held his forehead with a headache. After a while, the sound gradually disappeared, until Bingwen vaguely heard a voice from a distance: "Zhongfei, have you placed your bet? Let's go. together!"
…
That night, Bingwen waited for Xiao Mubai for half the night, but did not see his figure. Because of the words Bian Ding brought him today, he felt very uneasy.
Therefore, even after lying on the bed, he tossed and turned for a long time.
Finally, I fell asleep unconsciously...
(End of chapter)