I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 96 The Magic of Lottery

Liu Si continued to sell his candied haws in South City, and his life was still very difficult. He was also chased by the thugs from the Royal Store all day long to collect taxes.

However, recently he suddenly discovered that there were suddenly a variety of small red, green and yellow pieces of paper on the streets. He didn't know what they were used for, but they were printed very beautifully.

This kind of small piece of paper was very popular. He took some effort to get three of them. Although he didn't recognize the words on them, he still planned to stick these tickets on the head of his bed to make it more colorful and to make himself more literary.

Then a few days later, things developed in a strange direction. First, someone wanted to buy those small pieces of paper in large quantities, one cent per piece. To be honest, Liu Si was a little tempted. Three cents could at least buy a bowl of noodles. Compared to decorating his bedside, a bowl of noodles was definitely more important to him. But for some reason he did not sell the three receipts.

He saw that the price of the ticket rose to three cents per piece in just one afternoon. He was really impressed by the price. When he was about to sell it, an explosive news reached his ears - those colorful tickets were used for lottery, and the highest prize was 2 taels of silver.

And all the bonuses are already there
To be honest, the largest amount of money he had ever seen in his life was ten taels of silver, because he had saved it for two years. He knew very well how he saved this ten taels of silver. He was chased by lackeys countless times, worked hard from dawn to dusk countless times, and bowed and scraped countless times. This ten taels of silver was completely earned from his own teeth.

So he suddenly lost his concept of the 20,000 taels of silver. He only knew that it would take him 4,000 years to save up that much silver.

And can he live for four thousand years? Obviously not.

Moreover, he certainly could not endure such a hard life for four thousand years, let alone forty years.

And the money he had worked hard for four thousand years to save could be obtained through these few light colorful receipts in front of him.

This made him lose the ability to think.

Then he began to sneer again. This must be fake. It must be some unscrupulous businessman who deliberately released false information just to tease poor people like him. He might as well exchange the three lottery tickets for 9 cents and put it in his pocket.

But Liu Si couldn't sleep that night. He looked at the three lottery tickets on the bedside table without closing his eyes all night. As soon as the day began to dawn, he got dressed with bloodshot eyes and hurried to the place mentioned in the news.

He found that there were many people on the road who were in the same hurry as him. Everyone was walking in the same direction. Although no one spoke a word, they all understood each other's purpose.

The closer he walked to that place, the more people there seemed to be. Soon, it was shoulder to shoulder. There were even soldiers from the Beijing camp maintaining order. Fortunately, after turning a corner, he finally saw the purpose of his trip from afar -

Thirty-five thousand taels of silver were hung high in the air (because there were too many people coming to watch), and twenty thousand taels of silver were hung alone at the highest point, emitting an alluring glow under the morning sun.

It turns out that 20,000 taels of silver is that much! This is the amount of money I have saved for 4,000 years! He exclaimed in his heart.

He wanted to admire it for a while longer, but soon a soldier from the Beijing camp urged him to leave in one direction and not even let him stay. Zhu Houxuan took great pains to prevent the stampede. He dispatched soldiers from the Beijing camp overnight to discuss a plan to maintain order. Ordinary people were advised to leave as soon as possible after taking a look from a distance, and not to stay where they were, let alone get close to it.

Zhu Houxuan found that he had perfectly integrated into this era. It was so convenient to call on the soldiers of the Beijing Camp when handling private matters. He suddenly understood why so many civil and military officials and eunuchs of the royal family liked to use the Beijing Camp to do things. It was simply too convenient to use. However, Zhu Houxuan always paid enough silver when using them, and the soldiers of the Beijing Camp were also happy to do things for him.

On the way back, Liu Si felt his steps were much lighter, and he no longer had any thoughts of selling the three lottery tickets. He suddenly felt a little more excited about tomorrow, and he decided to go back and study the lottery rules carefully.

Liu Si's story is just a microcosm of the millions of people in the capital. From high-ranking officials to peddlers, all of them are moved by this small lottery.

Many families are looking for lottery tickets that they threw aside. In some families, couples even fight over lottery tickets. Some give lottery tickets to their children, but the children lose them or break them. Overnight, many children's bottoms are broken.
But more families put their lottery tickets into the big glass ball at the lottery station with full piety, and then left with satisfaction after watching their lottery tickets fall into the big ball.

Liu Si is one of them. Under the guidance of others, he has already carefully torn off the ticket stub and is now waiting in line patiently to place his bet.

In order to prevent stampedes, Zhu Houxun temporarily added more than 20 lottery betting points in order to divert the crowd, but some betting points still had a lot of people, such as the Chenghuang Temple betting point where Liu Si was.

After watching the person in front of him put the ticket in, Liu Si immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times in the direction of the City God Temple, muttering something. He then kowtowed several more times towards the betting box, causing the people in the queue behind him to curse at him. In the end, he was driven away by the Beijing camp soldiers who were there to maintain order.

Liu Si also despised that man, but when it was his turn, he still worshipped all the gods he knew in his heart.
This scene was played out continuously in more than 50 betting points in the capital, and even scholars from the Imperial College and some low-level officials appeared in the betting team.
These days, people on the streets of Beijing are talking about lottery.

One day when he was on duty, Yang Tinghe actually took out a few lottery tickets and put them on Li Dongyang's desk. Li Dongyang took a glance and said, "I have these too. I asked my family to place bets yesterday."

"Lord Li, what do you think the King of Jing is doing? I have a feeling he has big ambitions! Countless people are obsessed with this lottery!" Yang Tinghe said slowly.

"King Jing is not a simple man!" Li Dongyang exclaimed, "This lottery has touched the hearts of millions of people and created such a big scene, but he has arranged this matter in an orderly manner. Did you have this organizational ability when you were young?"

"Don't even mention when we were young. Even if I were to go now, I would hardly say that I could do better than King Jing. Talented people emerge in every generation. You can't refuse to accept your age!" Yang Tinghe said, shaking his head.

"However, the sudden addition of such a promising member of the royal family may not be a blessing for the country!" Yang Tinghe suddenly changed the subject.

Second update, the first order is about 300, I am quite satisfied with this data, this book has only 3000 collections, my first book with 6000 collections had a first order of less than 200, thank you again for your support, I should be able to write two more chapters today

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