Five updates the next day.
Song Che came to the palace early and worked with the groom to feed the horses with good fodder.
King Anyang's horses are really good. Each one is as good as a human, with strong muscles and rough mane. In this age without engines, they are undoubtedly flyers on land.
The three best horses in the palace:
The superior Dawan horse is named "Shenwei General".
The medium Dijon horse is called "vanguard".
The inferior Western Qiang horse is named "Desperate Saburo".
When the horse is full, the groom will bring the saddle. According to the rules of the competition, the upper, middle and lower classes wear red, yellow and green saddles respectively to compete in speed.
"Wait a minute, I want to change the order of the saddles - the mighty general wears yellow, the desperate Saburo wears green, and the vanguard wears red."
A low-grade horse will fight a high-grade horse, a medium-grade horse will fight a low-grade horse, and a high-grade horse will fight a medium-grade horse. This is the ingenious plan of the military strategist Mr. Sun Bin. The principle is to use strengths and avoid weaknesses to take surprise.
The groom didn't ask any more questions and just followed Song Che's instructions.
When everything was ready, it was already dawn and the princess's car was ready. The group of people rushed to the racecourse in the south of the city with great expectations.
Before arriving at the racecourse, the sound of rolling hooves was heard. Groups of mighty and majestic soldiers galloped across the boundless plains, whipping their horses and whips.
The strong wind blew, the horses trampled the ground, and the dust flew!
"Hush!"
A middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and a jade belt wrapped around his waist reined in his horse and stopped in front of the princess's carriage. The sudden arrival made the carriage stagger.
"Oh? It's really strange today. Are my younger brothers and sisters who always stay close to home also here?" The middle-aged man looked at the carriage with arrogance.
He called the princess his sibling, who should be Zhao Sui, the current prince.
Han Xiang's voice came from the carriage: "There are many men on the scene. It is inconvenient for me to show up. Please forgive me, the prince."
At this time, seven or eight more horses came out of the racecourse. The riders were all young people in their twenties and thirties. There were also one or two hundred richly dressed young men gathered around the racecourse, most of them princelings.
"I heard that my second brother seized several top-quality BMWs from Dijon. Could it be these three?" A sturdy young man who looked quite similar to Zhao Sui pointed at the princess's car and Song Che held the hand. The three horses standing there are full of contempt.
Song Che smiled and said: "Exactly. Our three BMWs are called 'Optimus Prime', 'Megatron', and 'Armor Little Treasure'."
"Hahaha……"
The princelings all laughed.
"Second brother, can't you even afford a staff? Why don't you give me such unpleasant names?"
Zhao Sui did not hide his ridicule, stroking the red mane of the horse under his crotch, and said proudly: "This is my prince's top-grade horse 'Wanli King Kong', whose name is 'chasing the wind for eight hundred miles without taking a breath', and is the best in the world." The Horse of God.”
"This is my second-class horse 'General Thunderbolt'. It is brave and invincible. It is a dragon and a phoenix among horses!"
"This is the prince's third-class horse 'White Robe Tai Sui'. It is strong and soft at the same time. It is a gentleman among horses!"
At first glance, Chad saw that they were indeed good horses, high-spirited and majestic.
Song Che smiled and said: "Horse racing is about speed, not about loud names. You will find out who is strong and weak when you get to the racecourse."
"Hmph, what an arrogant pawn, let's see my BMW beat you halfway!" Zhao Sui waved and led a group of young men into the racecourse first.
Song Che led his horse to follow and asked Lin Yue: "Who are those followers around the prince? Do you know them?"
Lin Yue pointed to the people and horses in front, "The person riding side by side with the prince is his half-brother, the sixth prince Zhao Ji; the person riding the third-class horse is Zou Youwen, the deputy envoy of Taichang Temple; the person in the last row who is following in Qingpao The man is Jia Chun, the second godson of Master Jia;
Since it is horse racing, there is gambling. Jia Chun happens to be the owner of the 'Heyang Gambling House'. Before the game starts, all the spectators can come to him to place bets;
Apart from these three people, I don't know anyone else, but most of them are from the offices of powerful officials in Luoyang City. After all, the prince is the prince of Liang Dynasty, and he will inherit the throne sooner or later, so there is naturally no shortage of followers around him. "
"Deputy envoy of Taichang Temple? Is his official a big one? He can actually accompany the prince."
The man named "Zou Youwen" had glanced back at Lin Yue more than once, with a little ambiguity and playfulness in his eyes.
Lin Yue said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Rites is under the jurisdiction of Taichang Temple, and Taichang Temple is also in charge of the Department of Education. He is responsible for the court rituals and music, and the singing and dancing of geisha. The deputy envoy of Taichang Temple is only a sixth-rank official."
So that's it... The prince has Zou Youwen, and there is a new one on his bed every night.
The racecourse is a large oval circle with a total length of about three miles. It is blocked by fences and spectators can watch from outside the fence. A high platform is built at the starting point to support the canopy, with tables, chairs, and melons and fruits arranged for the kings and nobles to sit down.
A horse race is run by one person, starting from the starting point, and the first one to return to the finish line wins;
The princess's car was parked by the stand, with the curtains half-rolled, and she and the little princess watched from the window. The prince and his followers went up to the high platform. Jia Chun set up a point under the stage to open the market. Hundreds of young men who came to watch the game placed their bets one after another. .cai, and the bets are not low.
"There is still a quarter of an hour before the start of the game. Heyang Casino will finish your bets as soon as possible. If you haven't placed your bets yet, hurry up!"
Jia Chun spread a piece of rice paper on the table and planned seven or eight types of games in a form, including single game, full game, victory and defeat, and even the gap between the two sides. They were thrown away by ten feet, thirty feet, fifty feet. Basically they all favored the prince.
The prince has a high probability of winning, so the odds are extremely low. Often a hundred taels can only accompany him for ten taels, and after deducting the gambling house's commission, there is almost no profit.
Therefore, no one chose to buy the outcome, but instead bet their money on the gap.
Princess Han offered a small bet of 100 taels, the princess gave 20 taels of lucky money, Lin Yue took out 300 taels, and Song Che himself also had 300 taels, for a total of 720 taels.
Song Che came to the gambling table and first observed the probabilities:
If you bet on King Anyang to win, the odds would be seven times.
If you bet on Wang Sheng in a single game, the odds will be four times.
If three bets are made at the same time, the winning rate will be fifteen times.
The prince's horses are all strong, and low-grade horses are not necessarily slower than King Anyang's medium-grade horses. Tian Ji's horse racing method is not fully applicable.
In Song Che's view, winning or losing this horse racing is not important, what is important is how to make steady profits and maximize benefits.
"Horse leader, don't think about it anymore. Your family will definitely lose this horse race!"
"I've seen the Prince's 'Ten Thousand Miles of King Kong' with my own eyes. It's easy to beat your horse by twenty or thirty feet!"
"What are you talking about? I have my own betting methods, do I need you to teach me?"
The prince's winning rate is high, but the odds are often very low. If you want to make more money, you must make a big bet. These young masters are undoubtedly a group of gambling dogs. Most of them are three to five hundred taels, and there are also many seven or eight hundred taels.
"In the first game, I alone defeated the gap of one hundred taels, and the Wanli King Kong beat the armored little treasure by fifty feet!" Song Che first threw down two silver ingots.
There is no doubt that Wanli King Kong beats Iron Armor Xiaobao. From the odds table, if he wins ten feet, he will pay one hundred and forty for one hundred feet; if he wins twenty feet, he will pay double; if he wins thirty feet, he will pay three times; if he wins fifty feet, he will pay three times. Above, the compensation will be seven times;
Those who narrow the gap in a single game will most likely win between 20 feet and 300 feet.
"Are you too unsure of your own high-quality horse? Even if you pick a strong horse from the military camp, it cannot be thrown fifty feet away within three miles!"
How would those who doubt know that Song Che's armored little treasure is actually a low-class horse, so why can't he be thrown away by fifty feet?
Humph, those who blindly follow the trend are waiting to lose money!
