si-mexico Chapter 216 Zhou Yihong owes a large gambling debt
Chapter 216 Zhou Yihong owes a large gambling debt
In the gambling house, several people who had gambled with Zhou Yihong during this period were still there. When they saw Zhou Yihong coming back, they exchanged glances and showed an understanding look.
Then, one of them named Wang Lang said to Zhou Yihong.
"Why are you back again, Prince? You've lost a lot today. You'd better go home quickly to avoid..."
"Stop talking nonsense and keep going. I will definitely win back." Zhou Yihong said confidently.
After all, he had been winning every time he gambled during this period, so the incident during the day might have been just a minor episode.
Soon, a new round of gambling began. Zhou Yihong did not bet much this time. After the sieve was opened, Zhou Yihong was delighted.
"The prince won. Could it be that his good luck and ability to win every gamble have returned?" Wang Lang said.
"It's just a handful. It's nothing."
"I think so too. Besides, the stakes aren't that high. It's just a small win."
Several people sang in unison. Zhou Yihong didn't notice the eye contact between them at all, but stared at the dice excitedly.
"Stop talking nonsense and keep going!"
In the second round, Zhou Yihong won again.
Then came the third and fourth rounds. The consecutive victories made Zhou Yihong excited again.
On the fifth hand, he simply bet all his previous winnings, but after the pot was opened, he lost.
Zhou Yihong refused to believe it, "Come again!"
In the sixth and seventh rounds, Zhou Yihong lost more and more.
If he just wanted to win at the beginning, now that he saw the huge amount of money being wasted, he began to feel unwilling.
The chips were increased again and again, hoping to win back what they had lost, but they kept losing again and again.
It's daybreak.
After one night, Zhou Yihong not only lost all the money he had earned during this period, but also owed the three people tens of thousands of taels.
"Sir, what do you think we should do with the money we owe?" One of the men looked at Zhou Yihong in embarrassment, "Do you have enough money to pay it back?"
"That's right, Brother Zhou is a prince, he has a lot of wealth, why would he care about such a small amount of money."
"Yes, it will be delivered soon."
Zhou Yihong stared at the gambling table with bloodshot eyes, feeling very unwilling.
"Gamble again!"
“Prince, why don’t you stop gambling? Since you no longer have the ability, don’t try to be stubborn.” Wang Lang advised.
"I say let's take another gamble!" Zhou Yihong said loudly.
He just had bad luck yesterday. Now it's the second day, and his good luck of winning every time he gambles will definitely come back.
"Okay, okay, but let me make this clear first. This is the last round. No matter if I win or lose, I can't continue. I've been gambling all night, and I'm going home to rest."
"Yes, just the last one."
"You are being unfair. The prince has lost so much. If he only gambles once, can he turn the tables?"
"Why not just bet a little higher? Maybe the prince will get lucky and win back all he had before."
The voices of several people filled his ears. Zhou Yihong had not slept all night, and coupled with the emotional impact, he was already dizzy and had no way of thinking carefully. He gritted his teeth and spoke.
"This time, I'll bet 20,000 taels."
"Brother Zhou, don't listen to them. You have already lost a lot. If you add another 20,000 taels, it will be even more troublesome. It would be better to bet less." Wang Lang advised, and then secretly winked at the other two.
The two immediately understood and spoke separately.
"Yes, Prince Zhou, why don't you just forget it? It's only 20,000 taels of silver anyway. Even if you win, you may not be able to make up for your previous losses. So forget it."
"You are looking down on Prince Zhou by saying this. Twenty thousand taels is not a lot. I just thought Prince Zhou was going to turn the tables and bet at least fifty or sixty thousand taels. Twenty thousand taels is just a small amount of money."
Zhou Yihong frowned. He was now eager to turn the tables. The last bit of his rationality was gone in the contempt and excitement over the tiny amount of 22,000 taels of silver.
"I bet fifty thousand taels!"
If he could win, not only would he be able to pay off all the debts, but he would also be able to make a ton of money and make these people owe him a large sum of money.
As soon as the figure of fifty thousand taels was mentioned, there was a gleam in the eyes of the three people.
But soon, Wang Lang frowned and said, "Brother Zhou, please think about it again."
"What is there to think about, Wang Lang? You don't want to see Prince Zhou turn the tables, do you?"
"How could that be?" Wang Lang immediately shook his head, looked at Zhou Yihong, and sighed, "Well, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany you."
"Forget it. I don't have that much money."
"I'll follow suit. Let's compare points. If Brother Zhou has the highest points, he'll make a hundred thousand taels in one go."
Zhou Yihong's heart was suddenly filled with hope after hearing these words. He shook the sieve in his hand desperately, and finally, the sieve fell.
The moment the three sieves were opened at the same time, Zhou Yihong's eyes widened.
The next moment, all the blood drained from his face.
He...lost again!
Hou House.
Han Nian'an didn't sleep all night.
She was worried about whether Zhou Yihong would win or lose in the gambling, but she also resented that the other party didn't care about her at all and didn't even listen to what he said.
He was sitting in the Xifeng Courtyard angrily, and when he saw Zhou Yihong coming back, he decided to lose his temper and ignore him.
However, what she didn't expect was that Zhou Yihong fell down as soon as he walked into the room.
Han Nian'an was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help the other person up, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"
When Han Nian'an heard that Zhou Yihong lost the entire night and ended up owing nearly 100,000 taels, he was stunned.
Then, she exclaimed in a sharp voice, "How come you owe so much money!"
"I was just about to ask you something." Zhou Yihong's eyes were red. He stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Han Nian'an's arm. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you predict it? Didn't you say you would win? Why did I lose so much!"
"Husband, I..."
"It's all your fault. If you hadn't said I would definitely win, I wouldn't have gambled. Han Nian'an, you bitch, you've really ruined me!"
"Husband, this is not my fault. At least my previous prediction was accurate. Maybe... you gambled too much, and God wanted you to lose some."
Han Nian'an frantically looked for excuses and stretched out her hand to break free from Zhou Yihong, but the latter held her arm tightly, squeezing it so hard that it hurt. She couldn't break free at all, so she could only speak to persuade him.
"My dear, you are the son of a marquis. Although one hundred thousand taels is not a small amount, it is not difficult for you. Besides, mother..."
"You must not let mother know about this!" Zhou Yihong spoke immediately, staring fiercely at Han Nian'an, "If you dare to tell mother, I will never forgive you!"
Han Nian'an was startled by the look. It was the first time she saw Zhou Yihong with such a ferocious look. She swallowed nervously.
"Husband, I, I won't tell you. Don't worry, I definitely won't tell you."
After hearing Han Nian'an's assurance, Zhou Yihong's expression recovered a little.
His mother looked down upon many of the things he did and interfered in every aspect. If she knew that he had lost so much money, he would probably never be able to hold his head up high in his life!
This matter must never be let my mother know!
Han Nian'an said carefully: "Husband, I won't tell you, but what about the money I owe?"
Zhou Yihong frowned. Although he could withdraw money from the accounting office, if he took out such a large amount of money, his mother would definitely know about it. He had to find a reason!
The next moment, his eyes fell on Han Nian'an's face again...