Chapter 63
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the warm pavilion of the General Xie's house was covered with thick carpets, and there were several large heaters in the corners of the room.
Desserts and wine are also placed on the stove, which are hot and easily accessible.
There are several landscape paintings hanging on the wall of the warm pavilion, which should be the works of famous calligraphers and painters of the dynasty, but it is a pity that Shen Chu did not know the goods and did not want to see them.
Shen Chu was sitting on the chair, looking at the table, his head hurt, and a thin layer of sweat was already on his forehead.
I don't know what happened today, He Yan sent a message to invite him to the General's Mansion for a chat. Shen Chu thought that there might be something important to discuss.
Besides, he had a good relationship with He Yan, and it was time to visit during the Chinese New Year, so he brought something to visit.
Unexpectedly, when he got out of the car, He Yan was pulled into the door, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
Shen Chu looked at He Yan with a bewildered expression. He couldn't figure out what to do with him. He tried to struggle, but failed.
"Youqing, what the hell is going on here? You have to make it clear first." Shen Chu struggled again to no avail, and could only be pulled into the Warm Pavilion by He Yan.
He Yan was speechless all the way, and when Shen Chu entered the warm pavilion of the general's mansion, he immediately closed the door of the warm pavilion.
Then... Shen Chu saw a square table, Xiao Yu and Xie Yinge were sitting on both sides, and there were two seats left.
"This is...?" Shen Chu could hardly believe his eyes.
"Come, come and sit down." Xie Yinge's eyes almost glowed, "Xiao Sigui, hurry up and sit down, the three missing one has been waiting for you for a long time."
Until He Yan was pressed on the chair, Shen Chu couldn't react. Come.
Xie Yinge, the dignified general of Zhenyuan, turned out to be the greatest hobby in his life - playing mahjong!
After pressing it on the chair, He Yan returned to his own actions, and the three of them began to shuffle the cards. Shen Chu sat next to Xiao Yu, staring blankly at them shuffling the cards.
This... this impact is a bit big. Xie Yinge likes it, does Xiao Yu also like to play mahjong?
Shen Chu glanced at Xiao Yu secretly, and found that Xiao Yuzheng was looking at him helplessly.
It seems that he was kidnapped by his uncle Xie Yinge.
Xie Yinge likes to play mahjong, and his natural level is not bad. He Yan is close to Xie Yinge, but he is not as good as Xie Yinge. What surprised Shen Chu was that Xiao Yu actually played very well, winning two or three games in ten rounds.
As for Shen Chu himself... He barely understood the rules after playing a few games, and he hadn't won a game this morning.
Fortunately, his mother's family was rich, otherwise he wouldn't have to wear the pants he lost today.
"Ninety thousand."
"Touch!" He Yan's eyes lit up.
"Put it down, it's my turn to play the cards, you are not allowed to touch it, I won." Xie Yinge blinked his left eye and said proudly, "Bring me all the silver bills and silver bills."
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