The Regent's Tender Darling

Fighting crickets?

Yan Anzhi frowned subconsciously. He was the emperor, so he had to compete with others to get something?

This is quite fresh.

He looked at the old Taoist priest with a kind smile. The old Taoist priest didn't know his identity. If he knew, he would probably not dare to talk to him like this.

This was the first time in his life that he fought a cricket fight with a Taoist priest. He suddenly became interested, raised his chin slightly, and responded: "Okay."

After the words fell, the kind-hearted old Taoist priest flicked the fly whisk in his hand, his eyes fell on the cage, and said with a smile: "Then please choose one, young master."

This cage is specially made, made of woven bamboo pieces, and looks like a cage. There is an empty space in the middle, and some thin bamboo wires are interspersed around it, forming a grid through which the inside can be seen but the crickets cannot get out.

There were several crickets on both sides, and each cricket had its own small room. Yan Anzhi was almost dazzled by the sight of them. With so many crickets, he must choose the strongest one.

I picked here and there, from the left to the right, and finally chose the cricket that looked the biggest.

Only a strong enough cricket can defeat the opponent. Yan Anzhi pointed to a big cricket and said with certainty: "I want this one."

"Oh?" The old Taoist priest took a closer look, then straightened up and raised his head, stroking his beard with his bony hands and laughing.

This laughter made Yan Anzhi feel uneasy, as if he had made the wrong choice.

This feeling made people feel guilty subconsciously. He frowned and asked, "You old man, why are you laughing?"

His tone was obviously angry.

The old man suppressed his smile slightly, pretending to give you another chance, and asked patiently: "Have you chosen the young master?"

This attitude made Yan Anzhi feel angry. The one he chose was naturally the best. He still needed other people's questions and advice?

But when I wanted to come back, the old Taoist must have seen him choose the strongest cricket, so he wanted to use this method to shake his heart. However, if he replaced the strongest cricket, the old Taoist could beat him directly!

It's a nice thought, but he won't be fooled by it.

He saw through the old Taoist priest's idea. He raised his head and snorted quite proudly, flicked his sleeves, stood with his hands behind his back, and said confidently: "I will choose this one, don't delay any longer."

As soon as he said this, the old Taoist priest still smiled, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.

The old Taoist stared at the cricket in the cage and said, "The young master is probably going to lose to the poor Taoist."

The old Taoist priest looked sure of victory, as if he was sure to lose, which made Yan Anzhi very unhappy.

Why did he lose? He also fought with crickets in the palace, but no one in the palace could beat him.

He stared at the old Taoist and asked directly: "You old Taoist! Why do you think that I will lose? Are you afraid that you can't afford to lose?"

The old Taoist priest did not answer his question, but said in a cryptic tone: "Don't be impatient, young master. You will know once you try."

"Humph!" Yan Anzhi's face darkened. The old Taoist priest was chirping and he became upset just looking at him. He just said: "Stop talking nonsense and choose your cricket quickly."

Seeing Yan Anzhi's eager look, the old Taoist priest calmly opened the door of the cricket cage. With such a movement, the crickets that had not moved much at first began to scream, and for a moment they felt a little excited.

These crickets are all very energetic, chirping, and all want to go out and compete.

Some were clamoring at the door of the cage, it was so lively.