My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

What is "Dou Dizhu"?

Old Zhu looked puzzled.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment.

"It's a four-player card game. Three players are peasants who work together to fight against a landlord. The first side to play all their cards wins."

Chen Mo took out a deck of cards and, while shuffling them, explained to everyone the rules of calling for the landlord, bidding for the landlord, and the various card combinations.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's eyes lit up.

"Interesting! So interesting!"

"I have to play!"

"What are you playing at! Get out of here!"

Old Zhu glared at him fiercely, then sat down in a chair.

"Watch us play first! You can play after we're done!"

"Remember, just watch us play. Today we'll show you what we're made of!"

Old Zhu muttered to himself as he unveiled the sign.

"We're the experts at playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game)!"

Opposite him were Ying Zheng, Li Shimin, and Liu Che.

The four of them took turns revealing the cards, one after another.

Zhu Biao and Zhu Di stood behind Zhu Biao, watching the cards in his hand.

As for Fusu, he stood behind Ying Zheng, offering his advice.

"Oh ho! I'm actually a landlord!"

Liu Che held the landlord's cards in his hand, looking excited.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng pursed his lips, glanced at the cards in his hand, and his expression turned grim.

"My God! What a terrible hand of cards!"

He kept unveiling the signs, but his expression grew increasingly grim.

Seeing this, Liu Che, who was sitting opposite him, looked smug and laughed heartily.

"It seems that destiny is on my side today!"

"A straight of three, four, five, six, and seven!"

Liu Che lost a straight at the start of the game.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned upon seeing this.

"Pass!"

The pressure is now on Ying Zheng.

He stared at the straight Liu Che played, then looked at the scattered small cards in his hand, and his face became even more unpleasant.

"Ying Zheng, are you going to come out or not? Are you afraid?"

Liu Che urged, in a very good mood.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, as if making a difficult decision. He almost gritted his teeth, drew out a few of the smallest cards, and slammed them heavily on the table.

"Four threes!"

Li Shimin looked at Ying Zheng, who had started the game with a bang, and then at the straight he had already prepared in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Fusu naturally understood Li Shimin's thoughts and whispered.

"Father, we can wait for the next company; you don't necessarily have to pay!"

"I know!"

Ying Zheng looked annoyed.

"But I just can't stand his arrogant attitude!"

"He's too spoiled!"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, looking at Liu Che's smiling face, he became more and more displeased.

"One four."

"I don't want to!"

Li Shimin looked at the neatly arranged cards in his hand, his lips twitching incessantly.

I should have let him pick me up!

When it was Liu Che's turn, he didn't give Zhu Yuanzhang a chance and immediately placed a two-pointer.

"No way! What's the point of playing if you keep doing this?"

Old Zhu was somewhat dissatisfied.

"I can't afford it!"

Now the pressure was back on Ying Zheng. He looked at the two, then at the cards in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Fusu gently nudged him and then looked at Li Shimin.

Ying Zheng then realized that Li Shimin was giving him a meaningful look.

"I'll pass."

"Your Majesty!"

Li Shimin immediately placed a King card on the board.

……

At the card table, ice-cold beer was constantly being picked up and put down, and the sounds of calling cards, urging others, triumphant laughter, and frustrated groans mingled together.

Who would have thought that several historically famous emperors would be outwitting each other over a few playing cards?

The scene was both intense and comical.

Finally, with the tacit cooperation of the three "peasants," Liu Che, the "landlord," was unfortunately defeated.

"Hahaha! We won! We peasants have defeated the landlords!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy he almost jumped up from his recliner, as if he had won a great victory.

Ying Zheng was extremely excited.

"What's your name, you little brat! You're still too green to fight me!"

Li Shimin smiled and took a sip of beer.

Liu Che looked at the three of them with a resentful expression.

"Again! I'll definitely win the next round!"

Zhu Di was itching to see this, and his gaze fell on Chen Mo.

He glanced at Fusu and Zhu Biao, then walked over to Chen Mo's side.

"Manager Chen, are there any cards left? The four of us can form a game."

Chen Mo smiled and went to the counter to ask for another pair.

So the four of them teamed up and started playing.

……

When the game ended, some were happy while others were sad.

Seeing that the men's faces were flushed with alcohol and excited from playing cards, Chen Mo simply spoke up.

"Alright, it's about time to rest."

The group exchanged glances, but none of them refused.

So Chen Mo led them into a private room.

The private room was dimly lit and furnished with several comfortable reclining beds. Each chair had a foot bath in front of it.

"Find a spot and lie down."

Chen Mo lay down on the bed, called the manager, pondered for a moment, pointed at Li Shimin and the others, and whispered.

"Assign these men the most skilled and experienced practitioners. Make sure the pressure is strong and the acupoints are accurate, so they can truly experience what it means to unblock the meridians and improve circulation."

"Understood! Mr. Chen, rest assured, we will definitely arrange for some of our best chefs to ensure your satisfaction."

The manager nodded and noted down the requirements.

Then Chen Mo looked at Zhu Biao and Fusu, both of them clearly looking restrained.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment, then revealed a knowing smile and continued.

"Arrange three more masters, they must be... young! Remember, technique is secondary, the key is to make it look beautiful! You know what I mean?"

The manager immediately gave a knowing, professional smile and nodded repeatedly.

Not long after, three sweet and pretty young female technicians came in and began to wash Zhu Biao, Fusu, and Chen Mo's feet.

Zhu Biao and Fusu were a little reserved at first, but they got used to it over time and began to enjoy the massage.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Di, Liu Che, and others immediately felt delighted.

They had indeed seen plenty of beautiful women, but the problem was that these were different from the ones in their hometown!

Just as they were filled with anticipation, the door to the private room opened, and several older women walked in.

Zhu Di: ? ? ?

Liu Che: ? ? ?

Old Zhu: ? ? ?

Li Shimin: ? ? ?

Ying Zheng: ? ? ?

They glanced at the young female technician in front of Chen Mo and Zhu Biao, then at their own, and became lost in Chen Mo's presence.

Then, their eyes all turned to Chen Mo, their gazes filled with dissatisfaction.

But they quickly became dissatisfied.

"what!"

Zhu Di, looking both amused and exasperated, lay on the bed muttering to himself.

"You guys really know how to enjoy yourselves!"

Liu Che also looked extremely uncomfortable, especially when his master pressed a certain acupoint on his foot, he gasped and almost jumped off the bed.

"hiss!"

"That's really good..."

Ying Zheng lay on the bed, looking completely relaxed.

"I like it!"

"Arranged by Shopkeeper Chen..."

Li Shimin spoke while enduring the soreness.

"It's really good!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, on the other hand, kept shouting and yelling.

"Ouch! Gently, gently! It hurts here! ...Eh? Why does it hurt so much here?!"

While grimacing, he couldn't help but ask his master which part of the body each acupoint corresponded to.

Especially when he heard "press here if your kidneys are not good," he didn't utter a sound even though his face turned ashen.

Finally, after the initial tension and soreness subsided, an extreme sense of relaxation washed over me like a tidal wave.

Professional kneading, patting, and acupressure completely dispel the last traces of excitement and fatigue left from the card game and beer.

Liu Che stopped shouting and instead closed his eyes, letting out a comfortable sigh.

Ying Zheng's tightly furrowed brows had relaxed at some point, and he was even breathing softly and evenly.

Li Shimin wore a contented smile, completely relaxing his mind and body.

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped shouting and muttered something under his breath.

"That feels so good...it feels fucking good..."

Zhu Di was so comfortable that he didn't want to talk anymore.

The only sounds in the private room were soft background music, the rhythmic massage sounds from the masseurs, and the occasional humming from the emperors.

When the massage ended and the masseuses quietly took their leave, the only sound in the room was the even breathing.

Only Old Zhu would occasionally mutter something in his sleep.

"That was fucking awesome!"