Li Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly: "What is the intention of Master Weng? Do you want to stand up for Liang Xiao?"

"No, this is Liang Xiao's money." Liu Ling smiled slightly and added another sentence. "It's just a part of it."

Li Jiao sneered: "He has so much money, why should he live in the melon shed?"

"You don't understand." Liu Ling's smile became even brighter. "He just doesn't want to gain wealth. Otherwise, he would have been rich long ago. When I heard of his reputation as a prince of Huainan, I sent envoys to Jiangdu three times and hired him to the mansion with a large sum of money, but he refused. If he was willing to agree, why should he live in a melon shed? Although Huainan is small, there are also a small courtyard and a thousand districts to treat the wise men in the world. But he is determined to serve the emperor and refuses to follow my Huainan."

As soon as this said, the surroundings were immediately talking. This young man with a bad appearance actually refused the recruitment of the Huainan Prince's Mansion? The Huainan King is a famous wise king, and he is famous for being respected and respected by the Huainan King. He must be an ordinary talent, let alone three times. He refused the Huainan King's heavy money to hire him, so he would rather live in a melon porch. This person is not only talented, but also a loyal person to the court. He is young and has the style of a noble man.

For a moment, my eyes at Liang Xiao changed a little, less conceited and more appreciation from the imperial capital. A few girls began to point fingers and whisper, and their eyes became more passionate.

Dongfang Shuo smiled. He shook his head, feeling helpless. Liu Ling's reaction exceeded his expectations, which surprised him. However, Liu Ling's words in public were enough to clear Liang Xiao of the suspicion of communion of princes, so he didn't have to worry.

Liang Xiao sighed secretly, feeling a little guilty. Liu Ling did this to make him famous. But he already owe Liu Ling too much. The more Liu Ling did for him, the more uneasy he became. He walked forward and stopped Liu Ling.

"Mr...."

"Why, can't bear to bear?" Liu Ling raised his eyebrows and glanced at Liang Xiao, with jokes and loss in his eyes. "I can't give it five hundred gold, I want to discuss it with you and change the way of cooperation. I will pay a hundred gold first, and I will give you 30% of the profit every year. How about it?"

Liang Xiao was surprised: "This... is too much."

"That's right." Liu Ling smiled, picked up Liang Xiao's palm without saying a word, and hit him hard three times. "Papapapapapapa!" After three sounds, Liu Ling smiled again, "Luck me ninety gold first, I'll go and make a bet." He turned on the horse, kicked the horse's belly lightly, walked to the field, raised the whip in his hand and shook it.

The crowd around him immediately closed his mouth and his eyes fell on Liu Ling.

"You all live in Chang'an, and you are well-informed. I believe you have seen many martial arts competitions. However, today's competitions are not seen every day. One of them is the son of General Li Guang, a famous general of the Han Dynasty, who has been accustomed to shooting for generations. The other is a young man from Wu Chu, born with a pair of ape arms and is more familiar with the legendary sound shooting skills. They are all young heroes of my Han Dynasty. How can such a competition be compared with ordinary competitions?"

The audience only knew that someone was going to compete and watched the fun. Some of them knew Li Jiao and thought that this competition should be interesting, but they didn't think too much, thinking that this was just a performance match for Li Jiao, and there was no suspense about the outcome. After Liu Ling said this, they realized that Liang Xiao's shooting skills were no worse than Li Jiao, and he had any other shooting skills.

Although not everyone knows what sound shooting skills are, since it is a legend, it will definitely not be bad.

An ordinary, or one-sided game turned into a strong duel with even strength, and the excitement immediately increased by more than one level. For a moment, the audience's enthusiasm was high. They cheered and discussed, and their voices attracted more audiences and more tourists gathered around. In a short while, they surrounded three floors inside and three floors outside, and they were in a mess.

Liu Ling gently ceded his mount and rode lightly along the crowd. His body gently undulated with the pace of the mount. The fiery red cloak trembled like a ball of jumping fire. She raised her arms and shouted: "How can such a wonderful event be without color?"

This sentence suddenly ignited the audience, and countless people laughed loudly and shouted in a lingering voice: "No!"

"You want to bet, you want to bet!"

"Haha, you must place a bet! I want to be a banker!"

Liang Xiao touched his palm and looked at the audience around him with inexplicable excitement, stunned. Why did these people hear the bet be more excited than seeing their game? Even the young wives and girls were busy taking out their wallets, and their eyes were so excited that they shone. This was too easy to bet.

Not to mention Liang Xiao, even Li Jiao was a little helpless. This was originally a contest between him and Liang Xiao, but when Liu Ling came, he not only increased the bet, but also sat up the farm. Seeing Liu Ling's familiar arrangement of the gambling game, he unconsciously shrugged his shoulders by Liang Xiao.

Liu Ling obviously often does this kind of thing. With a wave of his hand, someone spread a seat on the ground, set up a bet on the spot, and accepted bets. The handicap she opened was a one-to-one penalty, but most people bet on Li Jiao to win, and only a few dozen people bet on Liang Xiao to win, and half of them were girls of fifteen or sixteen years old, and the amount of bets was limited, about ten yuan, and the maximum was only one hundred yuan. Compared with the bets given to Li Jiao, it was simply negligible.

Liu Lingquan's horse came back, leaned on the horse's back, and said to Liang Xiao with a smile: "You must win. If you want to lose, I will lose at least a hundred gold coins. Then you can deduct it from your dividend."

Liang Xiao frowned. "Master Weng, are you helping me or helping him? If you put such a lot of pressure on me, can I still shoot arrows?"

Liu Ling raised his eyebrows: "It's okay if you really lose. Come to me as a servant. When will you pay off your debts and when will you pay back your freedom?"

Liang Xiao became anxious when he heard this. "Master Weng, you are a bit dependent. When did we say that?"

"I'm just relying on you." Liu Ling chuckled. Her eyes flashed and she suddenly started to scream. "Hmph, isn't this Xiucheng Zizhong? Why, do you want to have a gamble?" As she said, she rode her horse to meet her.

Liang Xiao followed Liu Ling's gaze and saw a boy who was at least twelve or thirteen years old, riding a dark horse of divine horse. Behind him were about ten boys who were not good at it. There were so many people around him, and they rushed over directly. The people who were making bets were so scared that they quickly moved away. Several people fell to the ground, but they dared not speak out.

After hearing Liu Ling's words, Xiucheng Zizhong grinned: "I said why is it so lively? It turns out that the master of Huainan is setting up a gambling here. What are you gambling? I'll join in the fun too."

Liu Ling said the gambling game again, Xiu Cheng Zizhong looked at Liang Xiao, turned around and discussed with a follower for a few words, and waved his hand. "I bet Li Jiao, Bai Jin."

The audience was in an uproar.

Before this, the bets were several hundred yuan, and the most was only one or two gold coins. Xiu Cheng Zizhong took a hundred gold coins at one move. If Li Jiao won, Liu Ling would have to pay him five hundred gold coins. This was a big bet. Compared with this bet, no one else was worth mentioning.

Even Liu Ling was surprised. "So Cheng Zizhong, isn't this a bit too big?"

"Don't dare to accept it?" Xiucheng Zizhong tilted his mouth. "If you don't dare to accept it, don't be a banker. Get out of the way, I'll do it."

"Wait." Liu Ling reached out to stop Xiucheng Zizhong, looked back at Liang Xiao, and chuckled: "I'll take it."

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