Daming: Dad, stop rebelling and stay healthy with me

At this time, the whole venue was noisy and noisy, and everyone was staring at the crickets in the small basin, and there were words on their lips, what "bite him" and "defend..... and other garbled words.

Zhu Zhanyan also feels very interesting, and when he comes to this world, he really hasn't played with this thing.

Fighting crickets is one of the folk fighting games.

There will be this project in all dynasties, and Zhu Zhanji, the son of cricket, is a bit of a backshit, to be honest, because there are still many emperors who are also good at this.

Wherever the crickets are produced, they pay tribute to the Imperial Palace.

Even after a few hundred years, this cricket still exists among the people, and there are folk competitions and so on.

But in ancient times, playing this ancient game, this immersive feeling is very pleasant, Zhu Zhanji feels that he has lived in vain before, and Zhu Zhanji can play.

"Brother Haoxuan, which side do you say will win

?" Zhu Zhanyan asked again: "You understand so well, why don't you buy a wave?"

Because it was too noisy, Zhu Zhanji said it to his ear, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hear it at all.

Zhu Zhanji also whispered in his ear: "You don't understand this, if you buy it directly, won't it be a gamble? If you lose the fun of fighting crickets, it will be boring, only your own crickets have defeated others, and that feeling is particularly enjoyable."

After speaking, he pointed to one of the twenty-year-old Kong Wu youths who were fighting crickets on the stage.

"You've been in the house all these years, and many people don't know each other, so I'll introduce you to it.

"The one on the left is called Zhu Yong, the son of Zhu Neng, the Duke of Chengguo, who inherited the title after his father's death, and is now also the Duke of Guo. Zhu Yongya is too white, he is the same as me, he only fights crickets and does not gamble. Hearing

this, Zhu Zhanyan looked at Zhu Yong, with a Chinese face, a little naïve, but his body was sturdy, and there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and he could see that he had a martial arts body.

This Zhu Yong, Zhu Zhanyan probably knows a little.

In the first year of Xuande, his father Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, saw that Zhu Gaochi was sick and died, so he rebelled, Zhu Zhanji sent Zhu Yong to fight, and his father kept trying to rebel against Zhu Yong, but it didn't work, and finally he was beaten out of the city and surrendered.

Zhu Zhan said in his heart, no wonder the Han King Zhu Gaoxu couldn't oppose it, and he dared to play together at this time.

In the fourteenth year of orthodoxy, this guy died in the Tumu Fort Change.

In the end, he also carried a cauldron, and the loss of 500,000 troops was Zhu Yong's fault, and he was guilty of the country.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at the two of them, and felt that fate was really magical, Zhu Yong, a fierce general, would die in the hands of Zhu Zhanji's son in .....the future

"The one on the right.

Zhu Zhanji pointed again at this time and said: "I don't know that, it should be a rich businessman somewhere, very rich, a fat sheep." This Zhu Yong probably also wants to slaughter fat sheep.

Zhu Zhanyan looked over.

In the area of the fighting crickets, there is a young man about 20 years old in a black cloth dress, sitting on a chair, smiling and looking at the fighting crickets, as if he has the chance to win.

The crickets on the stage are all top-matched, and winning or losing depends on skills and experience.

The crickets won and lost quickly, and suddenly, the cricket of the rich businessman boy in the basin bit Zhu Yong's cricket thigh, and Qi Gen fell and lost his combat effectiveness.

"Won again.

Everyone shouted in surprise, scattered one after another, and went to get the silver, seeing that this rich businessman boy had won consecutive battles, and many people had been betting on him, although the odds were high, and they didn't make much, but they won steadily.

Seeing that the rich merchant boy smiled, he smiled and said, "I agreed."

Zhu Yong's face turned pale, snorted, and arched his hand: "Admit the gamble and admit defeat." "

In this game, he lost two hundred taels of silver, and his cricket was bitten off his leg, which was really a loss to his grandmother's house.

Zhu Yong got off the field, saw Zhu Zhanji, and showed joy: "Brother Haoxuan, are you here too?

After speaking, he whispered in his ear: "The face of our royal family and the imperial court can't lose to others."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, "Of course I brought it, my brother will help you avenge this arrow later."

Zhu Yong nodded, touched the silver on his body, and three hundred taels, and said with a smile: "I'm counting on you later."

At this time, Zhu Yong saw Zhu Zhanyan and said strangely: "It's so familiar, what is this?"

Zhu Zhanyan recalled that the three of them had played together when he was a child, and he was about to speak.

Zhu Zhanji took over the conversation: "Hachiro, my new friend." "

Hachiro, I'm glad to be there. Zhu Yong smiled and said hello, he had seen it.

"I've seen Brother Taibai. Zhu Zhanyan was speechless, the name of this Hachiro is a real hammer.

At this time, Li Jinglong came over and said with a smile: "Taibai, you can't do this, you lost again, fortunately I didn't buy it, otherwise I would have to lose to death."

Zhu Yong snorted and was silent.

In fact, Li Jinglong and Zhu Yong have some disagreements, mainly because he impeached Li Jinglong back then, and he had Zhu Yong's father Zhu Neng's share.

However, after all, Zhu Neng is dead, but he is still a little bit mustard.

At this time.

The guys at the venue still shouted loudly: "Does anyone dare to challenge this Shen Gongzi?"

Many rich children and powerful children holding cricket boxes in their hands thought that their crickets were powerful characters, but they didn't dare to touch this mold.

After all, this person has won seven or eight games in a row, without any defeats, and all the people present are regular customers, and this person is relatively fresh, and he doesn't know where he came from, just like crossing the river.

Seeing that no one responded, the young man shook his head with a smile and said, "Tian Ya Ge, but like this, it's really boring."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanji was a little angry, who are the people of Accord this day?

Who doesn't know that they can play here, many of them are after the ministers of the court, after the marquis, and the children of the royal family, this is the most powerful group of people in the Ming Dynasty.

Isn't this a

slap in the face? Isn't

this a slap

in the face? And Zhu Yong, listening to the words, seemed to be scolding himself, because he had already lost two games in his hands just now, and both crickets were crippled.

Zhu Yong was immediately angry, and said with a fierce smile: "This kid is dead, no matter who he is, I will get him when I go out!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded: "I don't just take our Tianya people in my eyes, who will we get if you don't get him?"

After speaking, he looked at Zhu Zhanyan.

Zhu Zhanyan: "......"

What else could he say, he could only nod silently.

At this moment, a voice rang out in the crowd.

"Arrogance

!" "Extremely arrogant!" Among

the crowd, a young man of the same age as Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanji burst into applause.

Then the young man also took a cricket box and came to the stage, and said to the Shen Gongzi: "You don't know how thick the sky is, Lao Tzu will meet you!"

Zhu Zhanji pointed at the young man and asked Zhu Zhanji: "Brother Haoran, this benevolent brother is so imposing, do you know him?" Zhu Zhanji

listened and whispered:

"This has a big relationship with us."

"All these years, you've been in a hospital bed, probably forgotten. "

He is the eldest son of our third uncle, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, Zhu Zhan Kuo (fa second voice).

"However, this kid is so crazy that I don't usually play with him.

Zhu Zhanyan nodded silently, inheriting this thing does make sense, and it is very his father's style.