Zhao Die was still sitting crookedly on his chair, watching the servant who was holding his horse hit the pot every time he threw the pot, winning the favor of the Shen brothers.

"We really can't win this game, Mr. Zhao, let's just bet on dice."

Zhao Die yawned and was noncommittal.

"You have to figure it out clearly. If you lose two more to me, your Shen family's house will be mine."

The Shen brothers were so trembling that they couldn't even hold the dice box steady while standing in front of the table.

"Mr. Zhao, our brothers are frightened and can't hold the dice box firmly. Can I ask someone else to roll the dice for me?"

"Go ahead, go ahead, this bunch of trash is causing a lot of trouble."

Zhao Die believed that he was sure of victory and was not afraid that these two losers from the Shen family would find some help.

Soon, a woman wearing a peach red shirt with her face covered with a gauze came over from the backyard and saluted everyone.

In less than an hour, she rolled dice to compare her winnings and losses. She won a total of 17 out of the 27 dices. It didn’t seem like much, but out of 10, she got three sixes. Not only did she win, she also won several times. , suppressing the "lucky" that Zhao Die always had every time.

The more this happened, the bigger Zhao Die's code became. The more he went back and forth, the more he won. Not only did he save the Shen family's house, but the IOU for Shen Yan's five thousand taels of silver was invalidated, and Zhao Die lost again. More than a thousand taels.

Zhao Die got so excited from gambling that he pushed away the servant who was rolling the dice for him and decided to go into battle himself.

He took off his silver rat cloak and took out a stack of banknotes, totaling eight thousand taels.

"Do you dare to play big with me?"

Looking at the thick pile of treasure notes, the two Shen brothers couldn't take their eyes away.

"bet!"

They had no precious money, so Shen Xianru immediately wrote an IOU for eight thousand taels of silver and pressed it on the table.

During the movement, Shen Xianru looked at his concubine and winked at her.

The woman put three dice into the dice box, already sure that she would roll out three sixes.

At this time, Zhao Die was not in a hurry. He looked at the three dice in his hand and fiddled with each one with his fingers.

After flipping the dice over a dozen times on his slender fingertips, he finally placed the dice on the table and closed the dice box.

After a while, the random sound of rolling dice stopped.
Chapter completed!