This time, Sang Sang watched Yi Qing's movements with wide - open eyes, but she still failed to see clearly. Before she knew it, Yi Qing had already transformed Xiao Tian into a dark - faced man. Standing in the middle of the crowd, he blended in with the masses. It was just that his height was still a bit too tall, but his appearance would not attract any attention at all.
"Alright," Yi Qing clapped her hands, looked left and right, then proudly put her hands on her hips. "That's it. I'm Young Master Qing. As for you guys... forget it. It's too much of a headache to come up with names. You just act according to my cues. No one will ask for your names."
Sang Sang hesitated and said, "Madam, is there really someone with the surname Qing?"
This seemed a bit too frivolous.
"Right in front of you," Yi Qing pointed at herself. "If I say I'm surnamed Qing, do you think anyone would admit that they're ill - informed and have never heard of this surname?"
"You have so many fallacies," Xiao Tian scolded with a smile. "Let's go. Come back early. I still have to pick up Baozi."
"Wait a minute. I'll take a sip of water."
Xiao Tian naturally picked up the cup and brought it to her lips. Yi Qing also drank a couple of sips from his hand as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Sang Sang lowered her eyes.
She seemed to understand the relationship between these two people.
It seemed that after the madam was widowed, she couldn't bear the loneliness and found a guard in the mansion. Their social statuses were unequal. It was probably like a reversed male - female relationship. The madam was in charge, and the guard took the madam as his everything.
If she had known about such a relationship before, she would surely have scoffed at it. But now, for some reason, when the protagonist was Yi Qing, it didn't seem so out of place to her. In fact, she even felt a faint sense of envy.
Sang Sang had read books, so she thought that when Zhuang Zhou's wife died, he sang at her funeral. That state of mind was beyond the reach of ordinary people. But if an ordinary person did the same, it would be laughable.
Perhaps the way she viewed Yi Qing was the same.
"Let's go," Yi Qing said. "Xiao Tian, you've found out the location of the gambling house, right? Xiao Jinghong is there now, isn't he?"
"Yes," Xiao Tian replied coldly.
Just thinking about going to see Sima's son, he could hardly control the hostility in his body.
Yi Qing took Sang Sang into the carriage, while Xiao Tian rode a horse beside them to guard.
The carriage they used today was not the one Yi Qing usually took. According to her instructions, the outside of the carriage was inlaid with gold foil and various precious stones. It looked so glittery that it could blind one's eyes, exuding an air of a nouveau riche.
Soon they arrived at the busiest gambling house in the capital. Yi Qing stepped off the carriage using the footstool, waved her paper fan, gave a charming smile, put her arm around Sang Sang who had just got out of the carriage, and boldly kissed her on the cheek. In a rough voice, she said, "Come on, my little darling. Today, I'll take you to see the gambling house in the capital. If I win, I'll buy you flowers. If I lose... well, I'll punish you when we get back!"
Although Sang Sang clearly knew that she was a woman, she still couldn't help blushing and obediently leaned on her.
The servant in the gambling house saw Yi Qing's wealthy and overbearing appearance and quickly came out with a smile, bowing and scraping. "Sir, come on in! Our gambling house is the largest one in the capital. Once you're in, you'll surely not want to leave..."
"Really? You little guy, you have such a sweet mouth. I like it," Yi Qing took out a handful of silver pieces from her purse and threw them over. "This is for you."
The servant didn't have time to pick them up. Some of the silver pieces fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, which immediately attracted the attention of many people around.
The servant was very surprised. He didn't expect her to be so generous. While thanking her, he quickly bent down to pick up the silver.
After showing off enough, Yi Qing followed the servant into the gambling house with great pomp.
The servant was reluctant to leave such a generous customer and always served her attentively. He enthusiastically led her around the gambling house and patiently introduced everything to her.
While dealing with the servant, Yi Qing quietly watched Xiao Tian's eyes.
Finally, she noticed a slight movement in Xiao Tian's eyes and followed his gaze.
There was a long table surrounded by gamblers with red - eyed faces. They were crazily looking at the dealer and shouting, "Open! Open! Open!"
There were also shouts of "Big! Big! Big!" and "Small! Small! Small!" mixed in, making it very chaotic and lively.
It seemed to be a game of betting on the size of the dice, which was also the most common game in the gambling house.
The person Xiao Tian was looking at had dark circles under his eyes, and his arm was still in a sling. He shouted louder than anyone else. "Open! I don't believe it. This round will still be big!"
He was really dedicated, even gambling with a minor injury. Yi Qing rolled her eyes.
If he was as motivated in his studies, Sima would probably wake up laughing in her dreams. What a good - for - nothing!
"Can I join the fun at that table?" Yi Qing asked the servant while waving her fan. "I'm a businessman. I like places with a lot of people. Where there's popularity, there's fortune."
"Sure. If you ask, there's nothing I can't do," the servant replied.
With silver as the key, even if she tried to turn black into white, the servant would only praise her.
The servant squeezed through the crowd and quickly led Yi Qing to the table.
At the same time, the dealer opened the white porcelain bowl, revealing three dice inside. Four, five, and five, it was big.
"Damn it. It's big again. What bad luck," Xiao Jinghong cursed.
The dealer smiled apologetically. "Why don't you try betting on small next time? I'm reminding you this time. Don't always bet on big."
"No," Xiao Jinghong, who was blinded by gambling, refused to listen. "I don't believe that there won't be a small today."
He rummaged through his purse. There wasn't much silver left, so he simply bet all his silver on the "small" side of the table.
The other gamblers also placed their bets one after another.
Yi Qing threw a paper ball, which just rolled to the "small" side of the table.
Xiao Jinghong was in a bad mood and angrily shouted, "Where did this fool come from? Don't you know you're causing trouble? Get this fool out of here quickly!"
Although he had only been in the capital for a short time, he had already given a lot of silver to the gambling house. He thought he was superior and had influence here, so he was very arrogant.
The servant who followed Yi Qing had seen all her actions clearly. So he bent down, picked up the paper ball, and unfolded it, revealing the big red seal of the bank inside. "It's a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding. This sir is new here. He was so eager to place a bet and join the fun that he just threw the silver note. Everyone, take a good look. It's five hundred taels! Hurry up and place your bets. We'll soon see the result!"
Everyone was stunned. The out - of - towner was really rich and so generous.
Yi Qing calmly put her arm around her beautiful concubine, waved her fan, and happily enjoyed the admiration in everyone's eyes.
She bet on small. The other gamblers wanted to take a small risk for a big reward, so they all changed their bets to big.
If they won, one tael might turn into ten taels!
Xiao Jinghong thought for a while but finally didn't change his bet. He was the only one who bet on small with Yi Qing.
The dealer opened the porcelain bowl again. Inside, it was three, five, and six. It was big again!
Xiao Jinghong reached out to overturn the table, but was held down by several servants.
"Sir, if you can't afford to lose, you should at least find out who the boss behind our gambling house is," the servant who led Yi Qing in said with a fake smile. "This sir lost five hundred taels without even blinking an eye. Look at his bearing!"