Across the large and exquisite gambling table, Long Zhijie, dressed in a white robe, sat there with a smile. He held a white porcelain teacup in his hand and slowly drank the fragrant tea.
On the gambling table in front of him, shiny gold and silver chips were piled up in the golden circle with large words written on it, like a small mountain.
From the beginning to the end, Long Zhijie had been betting on big, and the gambling money in his hands was like a rolling snowball, increasing more and more.
The dozen or so bankers in the Doujin Palace took turns to play, but they still couldn't win a small one.
They were all top-notch experts and had never lost before, but they didn't expect that today, they would all lose to a Japanese.
Hundreds of rich and noble people from all over the world surrounded the gambling table, whispering to each other and whispering.
Most of them were frequent guests of the Doujin Palace, and all of them were very rich, but this was the first time they had seen such a big scene.
Eight million taels of gold was not a small amount, and it was equivalent to tens of millions of taels of silver!
What made them feel even more incredulous was the gambling skills of the Japanese in front of them.
This person had consecutively won more than a dozen bankers in the Doujin Palace, and his gambling skills could be said to be unparalleled in the world!
To these rich and noble people who had seen all kinds of big scenes, this was simply unheard of!
Yamada Keiko stood behind Long Zhijie, looking at the dazzling gold and silver chips on the gambling table with a shocked expression, and she was dumbfounded.
She never thought that Long Zhijie would be able to accumulate such a huge amount of wealth in the time it took to burn a stick of incense!
Now, it was eight million taels of gold, and if they played another round, it would be sixteen million taels! Then, it would be thirty-two million taels!
At this rate, no matter how much money the Cuiming Hall had, it wouldn't be enough for Long Zhijie to win a few rounds.
At this time, she finally guessed why Long Zhijie wanted to gamble.
It was obvious that Long Zhijie was doing this to force Cui Ziwen to take the initiative to come out and see him!
"Who's going to play the next round?" Long Zhijie casually sipped his tea as he asked the dozen or so bankers standing across the table.
The bankers in luxurious clothes had solemn expressions, and their brows were tightly furrowed.
They looked at each other, and no one came out to accept the challenge.
The gambling skills of the Japanese expert in front of them were far beyond their imagination.
This person had bet big without touching the dice cup, but he had also bet big. They had used all of their tricks, but they couldn't change the result of their crushing defeat.
Every time the dice cup fell, they clearly knew that the number they rolled was small. But the moment the dice cup was opened, the ivory dice showed a big number!
At first, they suspected that this person was a sorcerer, using a spell similar to the Five Ghosts of Fortune to control the points of the ivory dice in the dice cup.
However, when the dozen or so bankers were defeated one after another, they gave up on this idea.
Although they were all Qianshu experts, they came from different sects. Among them, five or six of the Zhuang Family were experts in the art of Qimen Dunjia and the art of controlling ghosts and transporting wealth.
After witnessing the crushing defeat of the first few bankers, these five to six bankers immediately used the Ghost Controlling Technique. However, what shocked them the most was that not a single one of the house ghosts that they could summon on a normal day had appeared at this moment!
After exchanging glances with each other, the bankers understood the reason behind this.
It wasn't that the ghosts they raised didn't want to come, but they didn't dare to!
The person in front of him was really not simple!
"What? Is there no one else in the Doujin Palace? "Long Zhijie saw that none of the bankers stood out to gamble with him and laughed.
The dozen or so bankers suppressed the anger in their hearts and didn't say anything.
"Mister Long, if you want to gamble, you can look for me. There is no need to lower yourself to the same level as my subordinates." Just as Long Zhijie's voice fell, a clear male voice spread throughout the huge gambling hall.
The voice echoed endlessly, making it impossible for people to tell where it came from.
After hearing this voice, the people surrounding the gambling table immediately looked around to see where the voice came from.
The man's voice made Long Zhijie, who had a smile on his face, immediately frown.
This person was actually able to see through his identity!
Other than Tokugawa Ieyasu, only Yamada Keiko knew of his identity. How did this person know!
Long Zhijie's face became serious.
Yamada Keiko's face was filled with shock as she constantly scanned the surroundings with her eyes.
With her cultivation, she actually couldn't find the person's real body. She couldn't even distinguish the direction of the voice. As a Black Feather Ninja, she felt that this was inconceivable.
In contrast to the two of them, after hearing this voice, the dozen or so bankers' faces all showed a trace of a smile.
It was a confident smile.
This voice was very familiar to them. This person was none other than the boss of the Cuiming Hall — — Cui Ziwen!
In their view, as long as the headmaster Cui Ziwen personally took action, there was nothing that couldn't be done.
Looking at the smiles on the faces of the dozen or so bankers, Long Zhijie and Yamada Keiko immediately knew the identity of the person who came.
Apart from Cui Ziwen, there was no one else who could make their subordinates so confident!
Shua … … Cui Ziwen, who was wearing a black robe with golden threads, instantly appeared in front of Long Zhijie on the chair in front of him!
What a fast movement! Long Zhijie was startled.
This Cui Ziwen really deserved his reputation!
Seeing Cui Ziwen suddenly appear, Yamada Keiko's beautiful eyes opened wide, and her face was filled with disbelief.
Cui Ziwen's ghost-like movement made her somewhat unable to believe her eyes.
She was a Black Feather Ninja, and one of the most basic skills of detecting a person's aura by listening to the sound. She could clearly hear the sound of an embroidery needle falling to the ground from a hundred steps away.
However, until Cui Ziwen appeared, she didn't perceive the slightest bit of this person's aura.
Everything was as Lu Yuanshan said. This person's cultivation was unfathomably high.
If Cui Ziwen wanted to take her life just now, she was afraid that it wouldn't even take the blink of an eye.
Looking at Cui Ziwen, whose eyes were like cold stars, and whose hair was like a knife, Yamada Keiko felt a chill in her heart.
"Greetings, Headmaster!" After Cui Ziwen appeared, all the workers in the gambling hall instantly knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads to salute him, including the dozen or so bankers.
All the nobles, wealthy merchants, and tycoons bowed to Cui Ziwen at the same time. Even those blue-eyed, high-nosed European aristocrats, and the famous Korean families also saluted Cui Ziwen with the etiquette of their respective countries.
Since the last time Cui Ziwen appeared at the wedding of Matsumoto Takeyoshi's only son, Zhou Dao, those rich merchants and officials of the Imperial Court remembered Cui Ziwen's appearance.
For them, being able to make friends with Cui Ziwen was far more important than making friends with those aristocrats and ministers in the Imperial Palace.
Now that they saw Cui Ziwen personally appear, they naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity.
As for those foreigners, their salute to Cui Ziwen was completely out of respect.
They were all aristocratic families from overseas, and their families had great influence all over the world. They were very clear about what kind of place the Doujin Palace was.
There were three main reasons why they chose to gamble here.
First, safety.
The Doujin Palace was the headquarters of the Cuiming Hall, Cui Ziwen's residence, and the place where the Four Great Protectors guarded. It could be said that there was no place safer than this place in the world. There were even many rich people who exchanged large amounts of gold and jewelry for chips and deposited them here. In their opinion, it was safer to store their wealth here than in a bank.
Second, fairness.
In this place, unless there were people who came to gamble or people who cheated, none of the bankers were allowed to cheat.
This was the most important point for gamblers, and also the reason why the Doujin Palace was famous all over the world.
As for the third, it was the luxurious environment and first-class service.
Safety, fairness, environment, and service made the Doujin Palace a paradise in the eyes of gamblers.
From the respectful attitude of the workers in the Doujin Palace, these foreigners could naturally guess who this person was. Out of respect for the owner of this place, they saluted to Cui Ziwen.
At this time, in the magnificent hall, except for Long Zhijie and Yamada Keiko, everyone was saluting to Cui Ziwen. The scene was grand and quiet.
"No need to be so courteous, everyone rise." Cui Ziwen, who was sitting on the armchair, said to everyone with a smile.
Huala … Everyone stood up.
One of the workers ran over with a cup of fragrant tea and placed it in front of Cui Ziwen.
Cui Ziwen picked up the tea and gently took a sip.
"I presume this must be the famous Master Cui." Long Zhijie said to Cui Ziwen with a smile.
"It's just a false reputation." Cui Ziwen smiled and placed the tea cup on the table, "Mr. Long must be joking."
"What? Master Cui also wants to bet a few rounds? "Long Zhijie asked Cui Ziwen with a smile.
"Mr. Long has defeated more than ten of my bankers. If I didn't come out, wouldn't Mr. Long laugh at my Doujin Palace?" Cui Ziwen said with a smile.
"Master Cui is too serious." Long Zhijie said to Cui Ziwen with a smile, "The Doujin Palace is full of talented people, how would I dare to laugh at it?"
Long Zhijie began to deliberately provoke him.
He was testing Cui Ziwen.
As soon as he said this, the bankers behind Cui Ziwen immediately clenched their fists.
The words "full of talented people" coming out of Long Zhijie's mouth was an insult to them!
"I know the abilities of my subordinates. As Mr. Long said, they are indeed full of talented people. However," Cui Ziwen looked at Long Zhijie with a smile, "if they meet someone who isn't human, they naturally can't do anything. What do you say, Mr. Long? "
Cui Ziwen's words were just right. Not only did he help the bankers out of their predicament, he also indirectly called Long Zhijie an animal.
Long Zhijie smiled and didn't respond.
"How about I accompany Mr. Long for this round?" Cui Ziwen asked Long Zhijie with a smile on his face.
"As the guest, as the host," Long Zhijie said with a smile.
"Then how does Mr. Long want to bet this round?" Cui Ziwen said as he picked up the tea saucer and lightly scraped the foam with the tea lid.
"We'll go according to the rules of your Doujin Palace. We'll bet big or small, one to one," Long Zhijie said with a smile.
"Okay." Cui Ziwen smiled as he sipped his tea.
"Who will shake the dice cup?" Long Zhijie asked.
"For the sake of fairness, we'll choose one of the gamblers to shake the dice cup. What do you think?" Cui Ziwen asked Long Zhijie with a smile.
"Fair and reasonable." Long Zhijie said with a smile as he drank his tea.
"Mr. Long, Master Cui, I'll shake the dice cup for the two of you. What do you think?" A European with blue eyes and a high nose walked out from the crowd and spoke to the two of them in slightly broken Chinese.
"Where are you from, sir?" Cui Ziwen asked.
"My name is Charlie, I'm a Duke of England." The man said, "I really like Chinese culture, so I want to shake the dice cup for the two of you. Is that okay?"
"Mr. Long? What do you think? "Cui Ziwen looked at Long Zhijie and asked.
Long Zhijie nodded.
"Thank you, it's an honor." Charlie nodded at the two of them.
"Go get me eight million taels of gold chips." Cui Ziwen said to a banker beside him.
The banker nodded, turned around, and left with one of his assistants.
After a while, the two of them brought a big box of gold chips in front of Cui Ziwen.
"Mr. Long, shall we begin?" Cui Ziwen smiled as he asked Long Zhijie, who was sitting on the opposite side of the table.
Long Zhijie smiled and waved his sleeves at the small mountain of chips on the table.
Whoosh … The thousands of gold and silver chips that were stacked in the golden circle with large words written on it suddenly floated up and quickly flew toward Long Zhijie.
Whoosh … The gold and silver chips seemed to have a mind of their own as they automatically piled up neatly on the table in front of Long Zhijie without the slightest bit of disorder.
Boom … The crowd let out a cry of surprise.
They had never seen such a magical scene in their lives.
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