Zhu Pingan came out of the room of the Minister of Justice with satisfaction, and saw Chu Xiong, Zhang Chufeng, and Zhuo Yan in the corridor outside the door from a distance. From their concerned eyes, Zhu Pingan understood that these three guys were gambling with him again.
This gambling game has lasted for more than half a month. As the party involved, shouldn’t I also receive some commission
So, Zhu Ping'an walked straight towards them with a smile on his face and greeted them.
"Ahem, little brother Zhu..."
"Master Zhu..."
After all, they were using Zhu Ping'an as their gambling target, so they couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when they saw the person coming over.
"Haha, congratulations, Brother Chu, you win." Zhu Ping'an took out the official document approved by the court from his arms.
"Really?! The food and money have arrived?!" Chu Xiong couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard that. The next second, he caught a glimpse of Zhu Ping'an's meaningful smile. Chu Xiong couldn't help being embarrassed again. He rubbed his hands again and again, "Ah?! Ahem, little brother Zhu, you know about us gambling with your military supplies and food and money?"
"Well, I knew it since your first day." Zhu Ping'an nodded with a smile.
As a result, Chu Xiong's face turned even redder. Zhang Chufeng and Zhuo Yan were also a little embarrassed.
"Haha, Brother Chu, Master Zhang, Master Zhuo, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. A little gambling can make you happy."
Zhu Ping'an smiled indifferently.
"Hahaha, little brother Zhu is still sensible. Come, let us see. Yes, it is true. The court approved our office's application for military supplies and food and wages three days ago. With this document, we can go to the Yingtian Military Department to withdraw 5,000 taels of food and wages." Chu Xiong put aside his embarrassment when he heard Zhu Ping'an's words. He couldn't help but burst into laughter. He took the document handed over by Zhu Ping'an, unfolded it and read it, and then read it to Zhang Chufeng and Zhuo Yan like a victorious fat goose.
"It was approved so quickly?!" Zhang Chufeng and Zhuo Yan stretched their necks in disbelief.
"Haha, can black words on white paper and a red seal deceive you? Look for yourselves and see if it is written like this!" Chu Xiong raised his head and laughed, then handed the official document approved by the court to Zhang Chufeng and Zhuo Yan and let them look at it.
Zhang Chufeng took the document, read it once, confirmed it again, and had to accept the fact that the food and wages had been approved.
Zhuo Yan also read the document and confirmed the fact, with a painful expression on his paralyzed face.
"Haha, have you finished reading it? If you have, return the document to Brother Zhu. Brother Zhu still needs the document to get his food and wages." Chu Xiong took the document back with a smile and returned it to Zhu Ping'an.
"Hahaha, accept the loss and take the money. You two have beaten me so many times, this time it's finally my turn to open the business." Chu Xiong laughed and stretched out his hands to Zhang Chufeng and Zhuo Yan, teasing, "When I lost in the first place, I readily paid the money, you guys won't refuse to pay, right?!"
"What do you mean by refusing to pay?! Fatty Chu, what nonsense are you talking about! It's just a hundred taels of silver! Who would refuse to pay a debt?"
Zhang Chufeng gritted his teeth and took out a hundred-liang silver note with body temperature from his arms, and reluctantly threw it to Chuxiong.
"My little baby!" Chu Xiong caught the silver note thrown by Zhang Chufeng with agility that was inconsistent with his body size. He kissed the banknote hard, and his fat face smiled like a sunflower.
Zhuo Yan's expressionless face was painful, but he was a man who was willing to accept defeat. He took out a hundred-liang silver note and handed it to Chu Xiong reluctantly, "Here, I'm not even warm yet."
"Haha, Brother Zhuo is more straightforward than some people." Chu Xiong took the banknote and grinned, "Don't feel sorry if you didn't warm up the banknote. I'll warm it up for you."
Chu Xiong looked at the two hundred-liang silver notes in his hand, his fat face was full of smiles, and he was so happy that he couldn't express it in words.
Just as he was reveling in himself, a hand reached out, accurately grabbed a silver bill, and then took it away in a flash.
Who dares to steal my money?!
Chu Xiong became anxious, and when he looked up he saw Zhu Ping'an, who was holding the silver bills with a bright smile on his face.
"Brother Chu, as your gambling partner, I am equivalent to the banker. Today, I helped you win the bet again. It’s not too much to share half of the profit when we meet." Zhu Ping'an looked at Chu Xiong with a smile, shook the silver bill in his hand, and said slowly.
"Ahem, ahem, it's not too much, it's not too much." Chu Xiong said with a painful look on his face.
"Haha, Brother Chu generously donated money to support the government's military preparations and food supplies, so I would be disrespectful to refuse."
Under Chu Xiong's painful gaze, Zhu Ping'an took the banknote with a smile on his face and clasped his fists to express his gratitude.
Zhu Ping'an robbed Chuxiong without any burden on his mind. Firstly, Chuxiong was rich and powerful, and the money was won by him without any labor bonus. Secondly, as Zhu Ping'an said, he was a gambling partner and wrote a letter to Master Xu to help him win the gambling, so the one hundred taels of silver was his deserved share.
"Yes, yes, yes, I am responding to the call of Lord Neitai to help Zihou." Chu Xiong nodded repeatedly when he heard it. He liked this statement, and then turned to look at Zhang Chufeng and Zhuo Yan, and laughed, "Last time at the table, Lord Neitai called on us to help little brother Zhu with all our strength. I carried out Lord Neitai's will to the end and provided little brother Zhu with 100 taels of silver for military preparations and food. Haha, didn't Brother Zhang and Brother Zhuo express their gratitude?!"
"Fatty, you've won all my private money. I'd like to ask you to lend it to me?" Zhang Chufeng had just lost a huge sum of one hundred taels of silver and was in a bad mood. When he heard that Chu Xiong wanted him to sponsor money again, his face suddenly became even darker and he roared at Chu Xiong with gritted teeth.
"Sure, as long as you write an IOU, I will lend you as much as you want." Chu Xiong said with a chuckle.
Zhang Chufeng ignored him.
"That one hundred taels of silver of yours was my contribution." Zhuo Yan said calmly with a paralyzed face.
"Brother Zhuo, if you lose to me, it's mine. It's my contribution." Chu Xiong corrected.
"Hmph, you fat bastard, the wool is still from me, Lord Hezhuo." Zhang Chufeng snorted and gritted his teeth, "You are generous to me, Lord Hezhuo, not only that, you also made a profit of 100 taels."
Speaking of this, Zhang Chufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, an idea flashed in his mind, and then he looked at Chu Xiong with a chuckle.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Chu Xiong got goose bumps when Zhang Chufeng looked at him.
"Hehe, Fatty, if you really respond to the call of Lord Neitai, you can donate the other hundred taels of silver note to Zhu Zihou. It's yours for free anyway." Zhang Chufeng laughed and encouraged.
"Good!" Zhuo Yan's expressionless face also showed some expression. He nodded in agreement and looked at Chu Xiong.
"I..." Chu Xiong clenched the banknote in his hand and subconsciously took a step back.
"Oh, how can this be so embarrassing." Although Zhu Ping'an said this, his eyes were fixed on the other hundred-liang silver note in Chu Xiong's hand without blinking, like a hungry wolf aiming at its prey.
For a moment, three people, six eyes, stared at Chu Xiong like spotlights, without blinking.
"That's exactly what I meant."
God knows how Chu Xiong said this, and God knows how much blood was in his heart when he said this.
"Today is a season of harvest..." Zhu Ping'an returned home with a full load, and on the way home, he couldn't help humming a little tune.