"Your Majesty, Wang Wei, has met you!"

Looking at the little fat man who suddenly appeared, the father did not dare to neglect, and quickly stood up with a cane, wanting to salute the little fat man, the emperor's son-in-law.

"You don't need to be polite, my father-in-law. How are you recovering?"

Seeing his father's shaky legs after putting down his crutches, the little fat man quickly took a few steps forward and supported his father, who was about to salute, without acting like an emperor.

"I would like to thank Your Majesty for your concern. After the diagnosis and treatment by Imperial Doctor Yang, I am feeling much better now..."

"Brother Zhu, you should take care of yourself. I think you are severely lacking in exercise. Have you been lazy recently? Haha!"

Just when the father was thanking him, seeing the little fat man panting, Wang Bing on the side couldn't help but tease the little fat man who was running towards the big fat man.

"The third child must not be rude to His Majesty!"

Although he knew that his youngest son had an unusual relationship with the little fat man, his father still couldn't help but frown.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if I'm the head of the state! As Lao San said, I have indeed exercised less in the past six months, and my body has become more and more obese!"

Waving his hand at his father, the little fat man was already accustomed to Wang Bing's attitude.

"Your Majesty is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. No matter how busy the country is, you must take care of your dragon body. There are so many civil and military ministers, they can't just eat and do nothing..."

"Alas, the emperor of the country doesn't know something. Although there are many civil and military officials in the dynasty, there are only a few who are truly reliable and capable of doing things! I originally thought that the third child would be able to help me when he comes back, but the third child..."

Taking advantage of his father's words, the little fat man brought the topic to Wang Bing.

"Your Majesty, the third child is just a bastard... I am sick and can't stand sitting for a long time. Well, I won't disturb Your Majesty and will take my leave first!"

Fortunately, my father still listened to what Wang Bing said before, so when the little fat man brought the topic to Wang Bing, he quickly resigned with the help of his second brother Wang Dong, using the excuse of being ill.

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"The third son of the state leader, please tell me how you can turn this 'not doing your job' into a 'real job'!"

Seeing that his father had escaped because of his illness, the little fat man couldn't help but was speechless for a while. After waving his hand to the following little eunuch to leave, he stared at Wang Bing with a joking look on his face.

"It's not simple. It's just about having fun, eating, drinking, and having fun, haha!"

Without any embarrassment, Wang Bing confessed his "recuperation" plan with a smile on his face.

"Humph, why don't you go to the brothel with me and drink some flower wine?"

In the end, Wang Bing, a shameless little fat guy who had nothing to do, snorted unwillingly.

"What's the point of visiting a brothel? It's better to play mahjong! By the way, we invented a new way to play mahjong tiles. Brother Zhu, do you want to try it?"

Wang Bing, who was well aware of the little fat man's intention, didn't even wait for the little fat man to explain. He immediately rolled his eyes and planned to use the mahjong tiles to divert his attention.

"Stop being so careless about me. Tell me, how long are you going to keep the cat at home this time?"

After being together for many years, the little fat man had already figured out Wang Bing's temper. So he didn't fall for his tricks at all and went straight to the point.

"Your Majesty, my old illness has relapsed and I need to recuperate. It will take at least three to five years to recover from this old illness..."

There is no drafting or thinking, Wang Bing's reasons just come out of his mouth.

"It's still an old disease. I think it's a 'disease of few people', right? Half a year, I'll give you half a year...!"

"Huh? Brother Huang, when did you come?"

Just when the little fat man arrogantly interrupted Wang Bing's nonsense and planned to give him only half a year's vacation, at some point, Yongning, who was originally 'building the Great Wall' in the backyard, had a big belly with the support of Mu He.

Walked out.

"Hey, Sister Ying, why did you stop playing so quickly today?"

Seeing Yong Ning appearing with a big belly, it was like meeting Wang Bing, the great savior. He left the little fat man behind and helped him up.

There was no way, after all, the little fat man didn't ask him to do this thing of "officials and gentry working together to pay for food and work as an errand". So if the little fat man didn't follow martial ethics and oppressed him as an emperor, he really had no way to refuse.

"I'm not lucky today. My mother-in-law won all my money. Hehe, husband, please support me a little more. I'm going to make a comeback..."

"Yongning you..."

Seeing Yongning transformed into a 'female gambler', the little fat man couldn't believe his eyes.

"With your luck, no matter how much money you have, it won't be enough to lose... Look, now that this big benefactor is coming to our door, why should we go head-to-head with that 'god of gambler' like me, hehe!"

Seeing that Yongning had lost all his money again, Wang Bing rolled his eyes and stared at the little fat man, the glittering 'rich man', with a smirk on his face.

"Brother, my husband has just invented a new kind of mahjong tiles, which is very interesting..."

Being reminded by Wang Bing, Yongning couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he immediately enthusiastically recommended this new mahjong to the little fat man.

"Mu He, you go get another pair of mahjong, and we will play two rounds here with His Majesty! Remember, get the ivory one, and besides..."

Regardless of whether the little fat man agreed or not, Wang Bingdang asked Mu He to get mahjong again, and it was ivory mahjong that he specially spent money to carve out of ivory.

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"Snapped!"

"Touch yourself, it's all the same, hahahaha!"

He slapped a Yao Chicken on the table with a snap, and at the same time pushed down the ivory card in front of him. The little fat man screamed!

"Husband, it's all your fault. If you hadn't touched it just now, how could the emperor have touched this card?"

Seeing that the 'big money master' turned into a 'gold-eating beast', Yongning couldn't help but scold Wang Bing, the initiator.

No way, Yong Ning, who originally wanted to find compensation from Xiao Pangzi, the 'big financial backer', never thought that he would be so lucky. After a few rounds, his wish to find compensation did not come true. He had just borrowed it from Wang Bing.

'Aid' is almost bottoming out again.

"It's okay, lose first and then win. The one who wins later is the real winner!"

Seeing Yong Ning's desperate look, Wang Bing, who also lost completely, looked unconvinced.

"Okay, Third Brother, I want to see how you win later, hahahaha!"

After quickly putting away the gambling money handed over by Yong Ning, Wang Bing and Mu He, the little fat man laughed arrogantly again, having completely forgotten the purpose of this trip.

"Humph, is that so? Brother Zhu, do you dare to change your approach?"

Seeing the flabbergasted look on the little fat man's face, Wang Bing, who was secretly happy because his 'treacherous plot succeeded', began to behave like Yong Ning who was desperate to lose, with a desperate attitude.

"Haha, you tell me the rules, and we will stick with you to the end!"

The little fat man, whose eyes had long been obscured by the white light of silver, now accepted all comers and readily accepted Wang Bing's method of upgrading the difficulty.

"This time we play 'Change Three'. The rules are that after drawing the cards, three cards will be played out each and the cards will be randomly changed by throwing dice. Also, when the cards are tied, there must be a 'missing door', and there can only be

Two colors..."

With an unconvinced expression on his face, Wang Bing began to explain to a few people the rule of "a river of blood for three cards".

"let's start!"

After understanding the rules explained by Wang Bing, the little fat man picked up the dice again, held it in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief before throwing it out, and then started a new round of drawing cards with great interest!

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