Da Jin

Chapter 17 Make a Bet

Do you know what suffocation is?

Right now, the sound from outside seemed to be unable to come in, and the whole room was filled with the sound of Sima Yu's heavy and angry breathing.

No matter what kind of bullshit grand master, bullshit little sage, Sima Yu was so angry that he almost smoked from the top of his head.

The door of the room was closed with a slap of the backhand, and he was going to kill the other party today.

The stern eyes were like an angry wolf, "No one is allowed in."

He wants to clean up Zhou Fuli, whoever comes in will die.

Eunuch Hong, who was locked outside the door, was in a hurry. Seeing the little emperor's posture, he was afraid that something might happen.

If... If the little emperor beats his grand tutor, the little sage of the Great Jin Dynasty, no need to think about what kind of chaos it will cause.

Although Zhou Fuli is not the kind of high-ranking and powerful courtier, Zhou Fuli is different from any court official. He is the leader of scholars in the Jin Dynasty and the benchmark of secular ethics. To a certain extent, Zhou Fuli's influence on the Jin Dynasty even It surpassed those third-rank officials in the court.

"What should I do? How can I do this?"

Eunuch Hong, who had served the emperors of the Jin Dynasty and the Three Dynasties, was in a hurry, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Others may be afraid of some things and won't do it, but the little emperor is so arrogant that his relatives will not recognize him. At the time, the empress satirized his biological mother from the side to hook up with men, but the little emperor found an opportunity Bite off a piece of skin from the queen's arm.

That ferocity is shocking even thinking about it now. Although the news has been blocked, the old people in the palace know it very well. This is why Sima Yu is still so helpless after he has been in that position for three years. reason.

Sima Yu's eyes flicked to Zhou Fuli, a nerd who only knows how to read, he would be scared to death today.

But when he glanced over, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Zhou Fuli sat down calmly, then picked up a cup of tea and drank it.

"Zhou Fuli!" The Taifu stopped shouting, and Sima Yu felt that he was going to explode with anger, but it was as if nothing happened to the other party.

This is the most fucking annoying thing.

He originally intended to scare Zhou Fuli. To be honest, although Zhou Fuli was annoying, he really couldn't do it if he was asked to do something to such a person.

But now it's different.

Sima Yu walked over aggressively with a sullen face, "I want you to be calm, to treat me like a monkey, to train me from morning to night every day, I'm..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Fuli raised his eyelids, "How about we make a bet?"

Sima Yu didn't even close his opened mouth, what?

Did he hear wrong just now?That little saint who has always been the most disciplined and meticulous said to make a bet with him?

He used to lose some money because of a bet with others. As a result, the dignified emperor was punished by Zhou Fuli for three days and three nights, and he stood in the corner and memorized "Book of Rites".

His mouth was peeling off his back, and he still remembered it vividly.

Damn it, it made him dare not gamble with others from now on.

But now, Zhou Fuli just said that he wanted to bet with him?

Why does it feel like it only needs the officials to set fire and not allow the people to light lamps, but he is obviously the official.

Sima Yu rubbed his ears in a daze, "What did you just say?"

Didn't Zhou Fuli tell him before that as an emperor, the most taboo thing is to participate in gambling.

He must have been too excited just now and misheard.

Zhou Fuli said, "Do you think your shop is perfect and amazing?"

When it came to business, Sima Yu became excited again: "It's perfect, it's amazing, look at how many diners are outside, it's crowded, if you don't give it a compliment, it's fine, and you say...you say it's useless? "

The more you talk, the more angry you get, the anger in your heart starts to soar up again, is it useless?I really want to beat Zhou Fuli and make him talk nonsense.

Zhou Fuli shook his head, "Hey, it seems that you really didn't realize the problem, how about this, you hand over this shop to me for three days, after three days, if you still think your shop has even a little merit , Count me as loser."

Sima Yu: "..."

What's wrong with his shop?Not all other shops are like this, and their business is not as good as his.

Sima Yu looked at Zhou Fuli strangely, and couldn't care why the dignified little sage suddenly started betting with others. He was getting angry and didn't think too much about it. In addition, Zhou Fuli's words were full of excitement, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You lost How to say?"

Zhou Fuli didn't even raise his head, "From now on, no matter what you say is reasonable or not, I will obey it unconditionally, and I won't reprimand or embarrass you anymore."

Sima Yu swallowed, betting... Is the bet so big?This Zhou Fuli is really a person who cannot be judged by his appearance. At the beginning, he only gambled once, but he was fined so badly after losing some money.

No matter, this bet is too attractive. If he wins, Zhou Fuli must write an article dedicated to praising him and read it in front of all the officials.

"Really?" Sima Yu asked uncertainly.

Zhou Fuli nodded, "However, I have to use a craftsman as a secretary."

The Department of Craftsmanship is a department of the Ministry of Agriculture of Dajin, and there are some skilled craftsmen in it.

Of course, Zhou Fuli is not a loser, he pretended to say, "What if Your Majesty loses?"

Sima Yu raised his head, "Will I lose?"

Zhou Fuli just looked at it.

Sima Yu thought in his heart, alas, he became serious again, "If I lose, I...however you train me in the future, I will stand obediently and not resist."

Zhou Fuli said in his heart, it seems to be not bad, and Sima Yu sees that he has to avoid it immediately, and he probably has no time to fight against him.

After all, Sima Yu is the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, so he can't ask too much, otherwise he will be rude if it is spread.

……

Outside, Eunuch Hong was so anxious that he wiped off his cold sweat countless times.

"No, no matter what, His Majesty can't beat the little saint. If this gets out..."

Even if His Majesty punishes him, he has to stop it.

Eunuch Hong pushed the door of the room violently, "Your Majesty, no, the little saint is your old... teacher."

Before he finished speaking, Eunuch Hong's old face was stunned.

In the room, Sima Yu and Zhou Fuli were sitting there with godlike presence.

Sima Yu looked like he had his head upturned, and he didn't look like he was beating someone. Zhou Fuli was also like a jade tree, and he didn't look like he was being beaten.

But... when the door was closed just now, the little emperor was obviously going to mess up.

What is the situation now?

Sima Yu looked at Eunuch Hong, "What are you in a hurry for?"

Sweating profusely, what happened?

Eunuch Hong: "No..."

Why can't he understand?

Sima Yu waved his hand, "Don't disturb my tea with the Taifu."

Eunuch Hong: "..."

Sima Yu is in a better mood now, but Zhou Fuli promised him that in the future, no matter what he says is reasonable or not, he will not reprimand him, and he will listen to him.

Damn, it's a little exciting to think about it.

Of course, the condition is that he can win.

But think about it, Zhou Fuli knows how to manage a shop besides reading?

Zhou Fuli was born as the young son of the Zhou family in Jinling. He can understand shit, so he is probably not as good as him. After all, he has been in the market for so many years, so he doesn't know what kind of shops he has seen in the market.

No matter how you think, Zhou Fuli will lose this time.

Tsk tsk, his shop is so good now, he actually wants him to admit that his shop is useless, even if he wants to break his head, he can't think of any possibility. .

Zhou Fuli is also very comfortable, just like the outside shop, it is not too easy to win.

Sima Yu was in a better mood, and took the initiative to chat, "Zhou Fuli, last time you told me that the children's fund was really useful, and now the streets and alleys of Luoyang are praising me."

The tail that had just been pressed down began to float again.

Zhou Fuli looked up, heh, don't cry in three days.

Zhou Fuli originally planned to come to Luoyang and then go back directly.

But now with this three-day agreement, it is inconvenient to go back for the time being.

But it doesn't have much impact. It will take about ten days for those duck eggs to hatch.

Although those children were young, they were very serious about the things I entrusted to them.

Walking on the road in Luoyang, there were indeed many voices praising the little emperor in my ears.

From time to time, one or two brats can even be heard puffing out their chests, "I am a child who grew up eating eggs bestowed by His Majesty, and I am a golden treasure in His Majesty's hands."

It's amazing.

Zhou Fuli also had a smile on his face. Zhou Fuli did not regret helping Sima Yu. Sima Yu was indeed a little irritable.

In the eyes of everyone, Sima Yu was so arrogant that he could deny his relatives, but Zhou Fuli examined the memories of teaching Sima Yu for the past three years, and saw something different in him.

In the past, as long as Zhou Fuli was right, Sima Yu could let Zhou Fuli train for several hours a day.

It is estimated that everyone only saw Sima Yu's shortcomings, but ignored the fact that Sima Yu was actually a reasonable person hidden under these shortcomings.

What a rare quality for a reasonable emperor who would blow up at any time.

Zhou Fuli got into the carriage and walked towards Taifu's mansion.

Sitting next to him, Zhimo blushed and kept rubbing his eyes.

"what happened?"

Zhimo replied, "I stayed in that shop for a long time just now, and my eyes are sore and suffocating."

Zhou Fuli smiled, Sima Yu also said that his shop is so amazing, heh, if it is not a unique business now, the taste of skewers is too attractive, let's see who can endure such an environment.

"Don't rub it with your hands, just wash your eyes when you go back."

The carriage drove to Taifu's mansion.

Still far away, only a shadow of the carriage was seen, and the Taifu Mansion was already crowded with people.

"Quick, hurry up and see if the chicken soup steamed on the stove is ready, the little sage will be returning home soon."

"The mutton stewed in the morning should be almost ready, let the cook prepare it."

"..."

"The little sage went to the other courtyard. Life is hard, and we are not allowed to take care of him. The last time people from the Jinling Zhou Mansion came to our mansion, they scolded us for not being as considerate as they were. It will be very bitter. This time If they find out, they don’t know what they will say about us.”

Da Jin is suffering, but it is always the common people who are suffering. The noble family and the family are rich in music and music, and how do you know that the children of ordinary people even need to knock elm money as food to fill their stomachs.

When Zhou Fuli returned to the mansion, he didn't go directly to the craftsman's department. He needed to plan first, what kind of a skewer shop would be qualified, hygienic, beautiful and simple.

He didn't even think about the bet with Sima Yu, because winning really didn't require any suspense.

And Sima Yu was also planning his affairs. He was thinking about what he would ask Zhou Fuli to do when he won. He even wrote a long list with his pen, and put them on the bedside when he went to bed happily at night.