Yang Zheng didn't know which dynasty the origin of mahjong was, but he was sure that this game that would be popular in China in the pre-Qin period would have not yet been born.

Addiction to playing mahjong is an extremely common phenomenon in previous lives. Those retired old men and ladies gather together after dinner every day, playing from morning to night, and even forgetting to eat and sleep day and night, without getting tired of it.

Yang Zheng remembered his grandfather, who was a very fanatical card friend. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't rub a few handfuls a day. Sometimes, his grandfather would even pull him to make up the numbers. Since childhood, he had played a handful of cards.

Recently, when he saw that Xunzi had a bad relationship with his master and apprentice, for some reason, he suddenly remembered his neighbor Lao Wang and his wife in his previous life.

Lao Wang and his wife are very addicted to cards. Although they usually quarrel and are not at peace, they can immediately make a game as soon as their grandfather goes to find them. The two of them sit down and play cards with a smile, as if nothing has happened before.

I have to say that this is the charm of mahjong.

Therefore, Yang Zheng wanted to refer to this charm on Master Xunzi's disciples, so that they could become close and unforgettable card friends, and make this deserted back mountain lively.

While skillfully shuffling the cards, he said, "Mahjong is easy to learn and very interesting. I am sure that you and your two gentlemen will enjoy it after they learn it."

Xunzi stared at his movements in a daze, unable to believe it, "By these small pieces of wood, can they both give up their past grudges and make up again?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "It's too difficult to get back together. I didn't think so much. I just provided them with a more elegant way to fight on the card table. Even if they don't help, they will be with you every day without quarrel, which is better than not having to talk to each other until they die, right?"

Xunzi nodded, "This is. It can make them sit opposite each other all day without a fierce debate. This is a great success. Transferring their conflicts to Ma...Jiang. This idea sounds good, so why not talk about the rules."

He was a little moved.

Yang Zheng said: "There must be four people to play a game like mahjong, and it is not enough to lack one. It was invented by me. I only teach you and two gentlemen, and let Li Si accompany you. In this way, as long as they like it, they cannot live without each other."

Just imagine, except for Yang Zheng, there are only four people in the world who can play mahjong. If Yang Zheng does not enter the game, no one of these four people can do without each other, otherwise there will be embarrassment of missing card players.

"So, please remember it and warn the two gentlemen not to teach the rules of the game to anyone. In order to gather four people and enjoy the card, the two gentlemen can only be present at the same time. Once you speak, they will follow the flow."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Li Si casually.

Li Si saw it and nodded secretly, showing a grateful look. The main intention of forming this table game was to tie the Qingbai and the other two together to ease their fierce conflicts, but at the same time, wasn't he also fulfilling him?

Once this plan works, if the three masters and disciples of Xunzi are with him day and night, how can they leave him as a card friend? It will be a matter of time before he can be brought to his subordinates.

Yang Zheng taught him to play mahjong and gave him the last seat, which was very thoughtful.

Xunzi thought a little, figured out Yang Zheng's meaning, and said, "I understand that if I teach the fifth player the game, then Xiaoqing and Xiaobai will definitely pull that person into the gang and kick the other party out, and our thoughts will be in vain."

Only four people can play cards, which is the key to executing the plan.

Yang Zheng nodded, "Yes, so you don't have to tell them that I taught this game, just say it is Li Si's masterpiece, and I will pretend to know nothing."

Xunzi picked up a "60,000" and played with it in his palm, but still had doubts, "Is this little thing really as addicted as you said?"

Yang Zheng smiled without explanation and said to himself: "Don't look down on the little mahjong. In my hometown, people as old as you want to put their lives on the card table and lose their money for it. What are you?"

Seeing that he looked confident and seemed to be very confident, Xunzi stopped questioning and walked to the door with his hands behind his back.

"You two come in!"

He looked at the two disciples who were still kneeling, said this coldly, and sat back straight away.

Qingbai and the other two walked into the house and stood in front of him with their hands down. Although they knelt all night, their faces were not angry and their attitudes were still respectful. They had a different personality and could not tolerate it, but they had one thing in common, that is, they respected their teachers and respected their ways.

The two of them respectfully respected their teachers, never neglected, and respected Xunzi from the bottom of their hearts. Over the years, even if the relationship between them was noisy, as long as the teacher summoned them, they would come back quickly, and as they are now, obeying the orders.

Otherwise, they would not be worthy of the title of Mr. Xunzi, and they would not be worthy of being attracted by Xunzi.

Xunzi said in a deep voice, "Li Si, seeing that I was bored in the back mountain, invented a game, which is quite filial. Humph, even an outsider knows how to relieve my worries and boredom. Are the two gentlemen interested and play with me, this old man?"

This statement is very important and is full of irony to the Qingbai and the others.

When the two heard this, they bent down even lower and replied piously: "Disciples are unfilial, and they will never dare to be slackened by the teacher's order!"

Yang Zheng knew that he had succeeded most of the time, and stood up and said, "I am just leading the way for Li Si. Since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore and I will take my leave."

After saying that, he blinked at Xunzi and left the house.

Li Si daringly walked forward, sat at Xunzi's next house, and said, "This game can only be played by four people, please sit down with two gentlemen!"

Last night, when Yang Zheng was teaching him how to make mahjong plaques, he had taught him the detailed rules. He was smart and clever, and he understood it at once. After the production was completed, he practiced alone for a whole night and was already familiar with it.

Even so, he was still extremely nervous and sweating profusely.

The pressure of playing cards with the three Confucian seniors can be imagined. Whether this matter is successful or not will directly determine his fate. Card games are like drinking parties and dinners. As long as the leader is satisfied, they can rise to the top and make a fortune.

Last night, Yang Zheng explained clearly that he, the servant, joined the card game, was not to enjoy the fun, but to act as a kind person, to observe his words and expressions in the card game, and to not forget the mission of mediating the relationship between Qingbai and Bai, and to make Xunzi happy.

Anyone can do bad tricks, but he can't do it. He can only keep firing.

This task is very arduous and tests his ability to control the situation. However, then again, Yang Zheng knows people and uses it well. It is precisely because he knows that this is Li Si's specialty that he takes on the heavy responsibility.

If he can succeed, his life will be successful.
Chapter completed!