Only God is left

When passing through Haozhou, he passed a meeting place, and when he heard the noise of Yao Wu drinking, he asked the young man, "Brother Gao, do you have any money?"

The young man looked inside, then looked at him and smiled with great interest: "You know this?"

He also smiled: "No, it's a hundred wins and no losses."

The young man smiled without saying a word, but there was obvious doubt in his eyes, he smiled: "Don't say you have never played before."

The young man still smiled and didn't speak - it seems that he didn't.

"Okay, then let's have a hot hand here first—" He looked into the young man's eyes and stretched out his hand with a smile: "—do you dare to bet on me?"

The young man just smiled at him and nodded after thinking about it.

"Okay, I did."

...............

The first ones who opened were bad hands, the young man didn't say anything and just glanced at him, he didn't care, he put his shoulders on the young man and said with a smile: "You have to lose to win! We have ten thousand taels of gold, this little money Can afford to lose!"

He noticed that the young man shrank back somewhat unnaturally.

When it was uncovered again, it turned out to be another loser. The gambler on the opposite side was clamoring to grab the bone cup, but he quickly held it down, and shouted loudly: "I tossed the baby ten and I won. Why do you Toss again?"

I have never heard such a statement before, and the people on the opposite side started to boo, Zhao Kuangyin sneered and clasped the bone cup in the middle and said loudly: "You don't even know your name and color, why are you throwing it out! The second master will teach you in an unusual way today, Let go of your ears and listen: If you throw four sixes, one four, and one two, it is called Jinqun. If there is a five, it is called Tuojiaolong, also called Puffy-headed Ghost. If there are two threes, it is called Jinqun. Two dragons enter the sea. If you throw four fives, one unit, and one four, it is called closing the oil bottle cap. If there are two and three, it is called breaking the lotus pod. If you throw four fours, and four twos, it is called Huoshaoziyan. If you throw four threes, one two and one unit, it is called Zhezu Yan. If you throw four twos and two units, it is called Haier Ten. These are all winning Hurry up without losing! Keep it firmly in mind in the future!"

What he said was unheard of by everyone, but seeing his eloquent posture, it didn't seem like he made it up on the spot, and they all looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds.Zhao Kuangyin secretly cast a wink at the young man, the young man's eyelids twitched when he heard the whole set just now, but when Zhao Kuangyin saw it, he reacted very quickly, stepped forward and slapped Zhuo Shang's face with a serious voice: "— —Don’t rely on the landlords to bully you, everyone in our city of Yangzhou comes and goes in this way, big losses and big wins are unambiguous, if you want to mess around, don’t blame yourself for losing your temper!”

The young man was very quiet when he was not speaking, but when he opened his eyes, there was a murderous aura.Seeing that both of them were dressed in tight-sleeved narrow boots with a knife hanging from their waists, they might not be easy-going characters. In addition to Zhao Kuangyin's previous rhetoric of "golden ten thousand taels", no one dared to speak up after the discussion .

So he tossed according to his "Yangzhou rules". No one had heard of those names and colors. When the cup was opened, everyone looked at the suits and they were a little confused. They just listened to Zhao Kuangyin's pointing and talking. Everyone has their own winners and losers, but everyone didn't pay attention for a while, but they all fell into his hands, and the whole group of people were a little familiar with this "Yangzhou bone". I still have something to do, everyone will come back tomorrow!"

After tidying up the things calmly and greeting the people next to him shoulder-to-shoulder, he walked out of the meeting place unhurriedly, and Zhao Kuangyin shook the heavy bag in his hand to the young man with some pride: "Why?" Like? A hundred wins never lose, right?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled: "...what you said...is it true?"

Zhao Kuangyin was overjoyed, and elbowed him: "Hey, aren't the rules all made up by people? It's fine if the money you win is real."

The young man tilted his head with a smile and asked him again: "What about now?"

"—Stinger!"

Pulling off the reins, he pulled the young man's arms and dragged him onto the horse. Immediately, he whipped the whip and ran out of the city. When he rushed out a street, he heard someone chasing after him shaking and shouting. He could only stare blankly at the dust raised by the horse's hooves.

 … . . . ..

The longer Zhao Kuangyin stayed with him, the more he felt that many of the youth's behaviors were bizarre, like he could neither speak nor answer when eating, his speed was very fast, and he didn't seem to care what he was eating.What's even more bizarre is that he eats almost the same amount of food every day. When he has enough, he stops immediately, pushes away the bowls and chopsticks, and doesn't even look at the table.

It's a bit like a habit developed in the military camp, but it's still unexplainable, especially since he doesn't usually drink alcohol but seems to be inseparable from water for a moment.

After a few days, I arrived outside the city of Xuzhou. Seeing that the sun was sinking, it was past the time to enter the city. Not long after the war was over, there were no people in the hills and wilderness around the city. Fortunately, I found a ruined temple in the shade of the mountain. I just plan to make do with it overnight and then make plans tomorrow morning.

The night wind in late autumn was bitterly cold. When the young man lit a bonfire in front of the temple, Zhao Kuangyin conjured a copper pot from under the saddle and gave it to him.

"Take two sips to warm up your body."

The young man took the copper pot and held it in his hand for a moment, then returned it to him: "I don't drink."

Now it's Zhao Kuangyin's turn to be surprised - who doesn't drink? ——He still laughed and said, "If a man doesn't drink, he's in vain! If you don't drink, you despise your brother!"

The young man looked at the jug and then at him, thought carefully—thought again—and finally took the jug.

He watched the young man unskillfully remove the lid and took two gulps, then pretended to be careless and tentatively asked: "Brother Gao is from Yangzhou?"

The young man handed back the flagon and answered casually: "Do I look like it?"

"I look more like me! If you want me to say that I am from Jiangnan, ghosts will not believe it!"

The young man smiled: "It's just a little bit more like you. My family's ancestors belong to Yanbei."

When he was thinking secretly, the young man suddenly said: "If you really want to know my background, why don't you just ask me?"

Still being discovered by him, Zhao Kuangyin frowned: "You don't need to say if it's inconvenient for you. If we come across from south to north, it will be considered destined. These things are not important."

—Don’t say that you are really the illegitimate child of some emperor.

"It's not inconvenient, I should tell you my name," the young man said lightly, "I'm Gao Huaide, I'm really from Changshan, and my family is in Guizhou."

Gao Huaide!The only son of Linqing Wang Gao Xingzhou, the only son of Tianping Jiedushi!He took a deep breath. After several years of fighting in the northern lands, there were not many famous families left. Nine out of ten, they came to the ancestors and recognized their ancestors to rely on the ancients, but Gao Xingzhou, who was named the king of Qi, was Unadulterated inheritance from the long and prominent Gao family of Guizhou.The Gao family's fame was earned with one blow and one shot, and three generations passed down to Gao Xingzhou's son, Gao Huaide. Gengfu's guarding Suiyang Yueyu is very strict and difficult to commit crimes. I don't want to meet such a person here.

——Fortunately, I didn't make enemies with him when I was in Luoyang.

This was Zhao Kuangyin's first thought.

"Brother Gao...do you have any business in the Jianghuai area?"

After watching Zhao Kuangyin for a long time, Gao Huaide's hard face gradually faded and replaced with a childlike expression as if he knew that he had caused trouble. He put his arms on his knees and covered his face with his hands, as if he was moaning in a low voice: "...No...I ran away from home..."

"…oh…"

Gao Huaide's face was buried in his knees, and he stretched out his hand to take the copper pot from his hand: "...don't laugh at me."

"...My father made an engagement for me. I told him that I would never accept it. He said that I had no reason to convince him..."

"So you ran out?"

Such a plot is not unusual for a son who is full of food and has nothing to do all day long; but Zhao Kuangyin saw Gao Huaide's sophistication and neatness along the way, not only did he not have the slightest indulgence and domineering, but even a little restrained and old-fashioned, he did not expect him to have such a youthful side. laughed out.

Hearing the smile in his words, Gao Huaide raised his head and looked at him with some grievances in his eyes: "...don't laugh...haven't you ever wanted to be willful and mess around? This time may be the only chance in my life ..."

...Of course there is, but he is considered "willful nonsense" like him, and if he still looks for "opportunities", how many people will go to hell immediately and be fried in a frying pan...

"But getting married is a good thing, what are you doing running out?"

Without answering immediately, Gao Huaide asked him instead: "Are you married?"

Zhao Kuangyin lowered his head and smiled: "It was also done a year before I came out. The world is like this. It's better to have a woman at home to take care of it."

As if he didn't listen to the words behind him, Gao Huaide raised his chin and turned his face slightly to look at him and blinked his eyes: "... oh..."

That kind of look made Zhao Kuangyin feel like a pork that was put on the case by the butcher, and he couldn't help shivering.Fortunately, Gao Huaide quickly realized why he had closed his eyes, and when he spoke again, his tone was very casual: "I don't get along with women."

He raised his eyebrows and remained calm: "...women are sometimes quite eloquent, and they go on and on about trivial matters—"

Smiling noncommittally, Gao Huaide stared at his eyes and interrupted his words, slowed down his speech and said every word clearly: "You will get the wrong meaning, I mean I am not a woman, I Good man."

This time it was completely naked without any ambiguous words, he swallowed his saliva and finally managed to control the expression on his face, Gao Huaide didn't seem to care much about his reaction, he still asked him with a faint smile: "Did it scare you? "

There is one thing - the husbands he heard are all painted and dressed in red and green, walking waddled, talking, panting and sighing three times, they are more awkward than girls, he can't apply any of these behaviors he heard to Gao Huaide body.There is no doubt that Gao Huaide does have some unspeakable differences from ordinary people, but everyone is different. No matter how you put him in the crowd, he is just a surprisingly handsome but extremely "normal" young man.

Some didn't know what to say, he hesitated for a long time before saying: "...Look at what you said, how can this matter be so absolute."

"That's how I am, and I know it myself."

"...Then what should I do? Is it okay?"

"That's how I am, what's the point?" He joked casually, "My father was like that, and it's said that my grandfather was like that too."

It's genetic?That doesn't seem to be a good thing—for example, why the three generations of the Gao family are passed down alone—it is really true that such a thing happens to a good person.

Zhao Kuangyin took a deep breath, raised the jug and took three gulps down, put on a look of indifference but couldn't stop secretly looking at him with flickering eyes, Gao Huaide was extraordinarily calm: "You can ask whatever you want. .”

"...Let me make an appointment with this...you see the man...what do you think?"

"What do you think when you see a woman?"

"...I can't even think about anything..."

When you see a woman, you start thinking wildly, isn't that a beast in heat?

"the same."

"...That's no different, how do you know you're a man?"

"Hmm..." Nodding his head and thinking for a while, Gao Huaide asked him: "Do you miss men when you kiss?"

Zhao Kuangyin sneered and lowered his head without answering, Gao Huaide smiled bluntly: "—I will."

He was almost choked, and he swallowed all the wine that came up from his throat, but finally he didn't cough. The acrid burning in his throat made the corners of his eyes wet.Gao Huaide looked at him and still smiled calmly, took a sip from the flagon and did not speak again.

This was originally an embarrassing topic, Zhao Kuangyin couldn't figure out where he was so curious, as if his tongue didn't grow in his mouth, he kept asking silly questions: "...then this...does it have anything to do with you not drinking?" ?”

Fortunately, Gao Huaide didn't mean to be angry at all: "It doesn't matter much, my father said that drinking out of control will do stupid things."

It's really from a family, and the tutoring is different—Gao Huaide still said: "—the most important thing is that if you drink too much, you will get fat on your stomach, don't you think it's disgusting?"

...It still has a lot to do with it... He has never seen a man who can care about his body so much that he doesn't drink...

But Gao Huaide is indeed qualified to say such words. His body is almost dazzlingly perfect under the accumulation of years of strict eating habits and military career, and ordinary clothes can't hide his beautiful outline: well-proportioned, slender, He is healthy, and there is really not even a little fat all over his body.

He felt a little guilty: "...Why haven't I heard of such a thing, do you think I'm disgusting as you said?"

Gao Huaide really doesn't drink often, and he's a little drunk after a while; his head is still resting on his knees, and he looks at him with alcohol-smothered eyes: "...you...you're okay...but if you keep doing this Drink and don't move, and in another 20 years you'll be like Maitreya..."

...Still the figure after 20 years!

"I'm going to make an appointment with this..." Zhao Kuangyin looked at Gao Huaide and pondered for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: "——You didn't like me, did you?"

Gao Huaide's face turned dark immediately, he raised his hand and slapped him on the face: "What are you talking about!"

Fortunately, fortunately—but why does he keep punching in the face?

It would not be unusual for him to encounter anything in the future, and now he and Prince Linqing are sitting in front of a ruined temple outside Xuzhou city drinking, asking the bottom line why he is a "good man".

And after knowing this, some details of Gao Huaide that he hadn't noticed emerged: Gao Huaide's habitual standing posture with folded arms, his tone of voice and every movement when he spoke were a little different from "ordinary people". An indescribable difference, but now it seems that everything can be explained: he is indeed different from ordinary people.

Including his wine - it didn't take long for Gao Huaide to put the jug firmly in front of him and stand up: "I can't drink anymore, I have to go to sleep."

— By heaven, he had never seen such a man.

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