The old Jimo wine from Shandong is cooked with shredded ginger and then iced. After entering the mouth, the wine tastes sweet and sweet, and the tongue produces saliva.

The mutton fried with coriander and green onions is tender, salty and fragrant.

Zhu Yunxiu ate meat and drank wine. Before long, he drank almost the same pot of wine. He couldn't help but reach out to get another pot.

Wang Meng whispered, "Master, is it almost done?"

"I finally came out and relaxed quickly, you have to take care of it too!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Since you have come out, don't be tense!" As he said, poured himself a bowl and continued, "Make an exception, you can take a few sips!"

"I don't dare!" Wang shook his neck with a sneer.

"You guys don't have to be so sensible!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Where are so many bad people in the world who want to assassinate the king?" Although Lao Jiu is good, he has a lot of momentum. He smiled with a three-point drunkenness, "You see, aren't there all good people around here?"

At this time, there were more people in the night market, including those who were taking their families and strolling, and those who had three or five friends came out to drink and eat in groups, including scholars with square towels, businessmen in cloth, old men with open arms, and young wives who followed closely behind their husbands, fearing they were lost.

"Ah!" Zhu Yunxiu took another big sip, then shouted to the Shandong guy selling wine not far away, "Brother 2, come two pounds!"

"Okay!"

Seeing him drinking so much, Wang Meng and Deng Ping were secretly anxious, but they were helpless.

"It's boring to drink this way, let's shake the dice!" Zhu Yunxiu suddenly laughed.

Deng Ping and Wang Meng immediately looked at each other, looked at each other and stood there on the spot.

"Elmu head!" Zhu Yunxie cursed with a smile, "Go and get a few dice cups!"

"Dice cup?" Deng Ping was even more puzzled, "What do you want..."

"It's what you usually use to make money, go!" Zhu Yunxiu said unhappy.

"Wait!" Deng Ping stood up and sweated in an instant.

"This is a night market. Why do the emperor want that thing? Where can I change it to Taobao?"

Even though he was anxious, the emperor was talking about the imperial edict. He suddenly looked around and his eyes lit up. The night market was not just about buying food, but also about all kinds of acrobatics and magic. The dice that set up stalls to seduce people to bet and bet money were secretly supported by half-covered.

Deng Ping waved his hand, and three or five guards rushed over quickly, and suddenly he was in chaos.

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Soon, Deng Ping came over to put a few dice cups and other items on the table in sweat.

Zhu Yunxiu looked closely and smiled slightly. This thing has not changed for hundreds of years.

Then he grabbed a few dice and placed it on the table, then picked up the covered bowl.

Bang, slam! Shuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuangshuang

A series of movements made Deng Ping stunned.

"Grandma, where did the emperor learn this? This... this is too familiar!"

As the saying goes, a young man who can't shake the dice cup is not a spiritual guy. Later generations are full of the call of opening, chopping, and reverse chopping at night. However, Zhu Yunxiu just knows how to shake. But guessed that he lost nine times ten times.

Bang, Zhu Yunxiu slapped the dice cup on the table.

Deng Ping subconsciously spoke, "Big!" After saying that, he felt regretful and quickly lowered his head.

"Come on, you each have a dice cup and play with me a few tricks!" Zhu Yunsheng said with a smile.

Deng Ping and Wang Mei looked at each other again, and then bowed their heads at the same time.

"Sweep away!" Zhu Yunxi sighed, then shook the dice again, thinking to himself, "If Li Jinglong is here!"

At this time, next to their stall, a few young men who had just sat down, a scholar-dressed young man turned around and laughed, "Oh, I'll see you while eating, but I'll see you for the first time. What do you want to play with this guy? I'll accompany you..."

As he said that, the man seemed to be a ghost and stared at him.

Zhu Yunxiu only felt that the man looked familiar and couldn't help but smile, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know!" The man's head instantly turned into a rattle, and then he turned around.

Zhu Yunxiu was a little angry and smiled, "You said you would do a few tricks with me just now. Everyone is young people. It is better to meet each other by chance than to be inferior to each other!" As he said, he continued to smile, "Just make a table, your guys will sit here too, and it will be lively for more people to drink!"

After he finished speaking, the man turned around with a sad face. His deskmate was all young scholars, and he was also drunk. The young man liked to communicate and join in the fun. He didn't need to say that his friends had already brought the benches.

Someone else shouted, "Boss, I'm mine with wine and meat!"

"In the Fuzhou people, students of the Imperial College!"

"In Xia'anqing people, I will join the Imperial College this year!"

"I'm not going to be anything!" Zhu Yunxi laughed, "Come on, drink!"

The so-called book is written without coincidence. The one who just talked to Zhu Yun-hyun just now was Choi Young-young, who had met with Han Kezhong's family. Choi Young-young remembers Zhu Yun-hyun, but Zhu Yun-hyun was a noble man who forgot about things. In addition, he had not read it well that day, so he had forgotten it long ago.

However, Deng Ping seemed to recognize the other person and kept floating towards him.

Suddenly, Cui Yingying felt even more uncomfortable, as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

"Brother, how do you play these dices? But what lottery should you bet?" a scholar laughed loudly.

"Is the lottery? It's just a drink! The loser will drink one drink!" Zhu Yunxiu shook the dice and said with a smile, "My rules are different from other ways of playing!" At that moment, he explained the rules with a smile.

The dice is usually guessed in size, but today's gameplay is very novel. Several young people were immediately attracted and eager to try it out.

"Old Wang, don't play, sit in the back and let this little brother sit beside me!" Zhu Yunxiu smiled at Cui Yingying and pulled the other party to his side.

"The emperor called me little brother?" In an instant, Cui Yingying's body became even stiffer.

"I'll shout first!" Zhu Yunxi shook the dice a few times, his eyes drifting, "Head!"

The opposite immediately asked, "Pick?" (The meaning of picking is a number that is not omnipotent. If you don't pick it, it is omnipotent!)

"Pick it!" Zhu Yunsheng said.

"Brother Cui, it's your place!" someone shouted.

Cui Yingying swallowed her saliva, came to her senses, and shook her dice cup twice, and said to herself, "There are five people on the table. The emperor called out the head of the head. How should I shout?"

Thinking of it, he lifted his cover bowl and took a look, and there was not a single one.

This kind of game is actually very simple and can be read at first. Cui Yingying quickly calculated, "I don't have one, but the emperor called five ones. I absolutely can't add it. Do you want to drive him? No, if I drive him, wouldn't the emperor lose!"

"Hurry up!" someone urged.

Choi Young-young thought, "Add one, one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Ping, who was sitting down at his head, immediately shouted, "Splitting you!"

"Ah?" Choi Young-young was stunned, "This is the chop!"

"Yes, I'm not a single one anyway!" As he said that, Deng Ping lifted his cover bowl, and indeed there was not a single one.

The other people also opened them all. Choi Young-young checked and there were four in total.

Suddenly he felt a little confident and called Heyi. Four out of the world came out, and the emperor had two more in his hands and he would win.

Thinking of this, his eyes looked at Zhu Yunxiu, who smiled slightly and lifted the cover bowl.

"Drink!" Deng Ping shouted with a laugh.

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