Chapter 121 Take the Bait!

Song Erlang was not in Xihe Academy, but in Guangcai Academy.

He handed the article to the teacher: "Teacher, there are still more than ten days before the imperial examination. Do you have any suggestions?"

The teacher handed a set of Four Books and Five Classics to Song Erlang: "This is the key point I made based on the provincial examinations in previous years. You can take a look when you go back."

"The student will read it carefully." Song Erlang carefully put away the book.

"This year, the regent wants to build water conservancy projects. I'm afraid the test questions are related to this. You should write more articles about building water conservancy projects in case of emergency." The teacher was very optimistic about Song Erlang, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "With your level, you will definitely pass the exam if you study hard during this period."

Song Erlang was in high spirits and said goodbye to the teacher and left the academy.

"Song Erlang!" Fang Youtian came out from the corner, hid his injured hand in his sleeve, and forced a stiff smile: "Are you planning to go back to Xinghua Village now?"

"What do you want?" Song Erlang looked down on Fang Youtian. It was not enough that his family was poor. He was like his gambling father, and he wanted to die in the gambling house. He had no ambition at all.

Song Erlang looked arrogant, and his eyes were full of undisguised contempt for Fang Youtian.

Fang Youtian clenched his fingers. What was so great about Song Erlang? Apart from being able to read, he was useless.

It was not that he cheated his friend, but that Song Erlang did not regard him as a friend.

"Erlang, do me a favor." Fang Youtian pulled Song Erlang's sleeve, pulled him aside and said: "I consulted a fortune teller today, and he said that people born in the year of the Taurus can bring me wealth. You accompany me to gamble, and if we win, we'll split it in half."

Song Erlang pulled back his sleeves: "What if I lose?"

"It's impossible to lose! The fortune teller is very effective. There was a man who owed the gambling house several hundred taels of silver. He consulted the fortune teller and found that he wore a fortune-making charm. Not only did he pay off the money he owed to the gambling house, he also had two hundred taels of silver left!"

Song Erlang was shocked: "So much?"

"If I win a hundred taels, I can give you fifty taels, and you will have enough money to go to the capital city to take the exam." Fang Youtian persuaded him: "You just accompany me and stand by my side, and I don't want you to gamble."

Song Erlang was not a man of firm determination. When he heard Fang Youtian's hypothesis, he was already tempted.

If he wins, he gets the money for free.

If he loses, he doesn't have to pay.

Song Erlang's eyes moved. Fang Youtian saw it and grinned, hooked his neck and walked to the gambling house: "I beg you, brother, I'll never forget your kindness now that I've made a fortune."

"Just this once." Song Erlang reluctantly agreed.

The two arrived at the gambling house. Brother Niu was guarding the door. He stared at Song Erlang's face for a moment, then turned to Fang Youtian and smiled meaningfully: "Okay, you kid."

Fang Youtian said embarrassedly: "Brother Niu, I'll make a comeback."

Brother Niu raised his chin inward: "Go."

Song Erlang felt uneasy. Brother Niu's look gave him an indescribable feeling.

He hesitated: "Fang Youtian..."

"Erlang, come in quickly." Fang Youtian excitedly dragged Song Erlang into the crowd, took out a tael of silver and stuffed it into Song Erlang's hand: "Help me bet, and if you lose, it's my turn."

Song Erlang looked at the gambling house full of smoke and noise, and felt very uncomfortable. Holding a tael of silver in his hand, he hesitated and couldn't make a move.

"Erlang, hurry up, make a move!" Fang Youtian urged Song Erlang anxiously, and seeing him staring at the gambling table with a dull expression, he pushed him hard.

Song Erlang's center of gravity was unstable, and he lay on the gambling table, with his hand holding the silver on the small side.

He was confused and was about to pick up the silver in a hurry.

"What are you doing?" Fang Youtian grabbed Song Erlang.

Song Erlang wanted to explain.

"Buy it and leave it." The dealer shouted.

Song Erlang's mind was in a mess, watching the dealer shaking the dice. His eyes followed the dealer's hand, his heart was hanging in his throat, and he held his breath.

"Open——" The dealer opened the cup.

The two people looked at it carefully.

"Small!" The dealer shouted at the top of his voice.

"Small! Small! It's small!" Fang Youtian's face flushed with excitement, and he grabbed Song Erlang's arm and shook it desperately: "No lie, the fortune teller didn't lie!"

Song Erlang stared at the gambling table, a little bit unable to recover. He looked at his hand, can it really bring good luck to Fang Youtian?

Fang Youtian took the silver and stuffed it all to Song Erlang: "You continue to bet!"

This time Song Erlang didn't hesitate and bet all on big.

The dealer opened the cup--

"Big! It's big!" Fang Youtian's eyes were red with excitement.

The last bit of worry in Song Erlang's heart dissipated, and he took the initiative to bet without Fang Youtian's reminder.

But in just a quarter of an hour, Fang Youtian won more than 200 taels of silver.

Fang Youtian directly gave him 100 taels of silver: "Erlang, you are so lucky, do you want to try it yourself?"

Song Erlang looked at the handful of broken silver in his hand, which was heavy. He had never had so much silver in his life.

He didn't pay any capital, but he got 100 taels!

Some people can't earn so much money in their whole life.

"Give it a try. If you lose, just stop in time. Anyway, all this money is picked up for free." Fang Youtian persuaded Song Erlang and exchanged glances with Brother Niu, "I'll go play Pai Gow."

As soon as Fang Youtian left, Song Erlang tentatively bet one or two taels of silver.

After trying the water three times in a row, he won every time. Song Erlang was instantly floating, and the bets became bigger and bigger, and he would win nine out of ten times.

The dealer narrowed his eyes: "Young gentleman, you are in good luck today, why don't we bet on life and death?" He tapped the dice cup with his fingers, "Bet all your money, and if you win, I will compensate you ten times. ”

Song Erlang hesitated.

The person on the side persuaded: "Xiao Langjun, just take a gamble. Anyway, you will earn whatever you lose, not your own capital. If you win... you have hundreds of taels here, how much can it be doubled ten times?" Thousand taels. Tsk, I have the luck to win nine out of ten bets, so I’ll bet with him.”

"Yes, Xiaolangjun, you can give it a try."

"Someone once made more than 10,000 taels of silver by betting on life and death, and moved his family to the capital. Not only did he buy a house, but he also opened a shop for business. Now he is living a prosperous life."

Song Erlang felt relieved, but if he lost, all the hundreds of taels of silver he had received would be lost, and he would not be able to make a penny.

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to bet, then withdraw and make way for others." The dealer drove away impatiently.

"I bet!" Song Erlang was cruel and pushed out all the money.

If you lose, you lose. Anyway, these are all earned.

What if I win? He completely turned over!

"I'll buy the big one!"

Song Erlang retracted his hand and his whole body tensed up.

The dealer rolled the dice, pulled his sleeves up to his arms, held the cup with both hands, and slowly opened it——

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