"My friend, you have to think carefully. Not to mention whether you can win, you are betting on your own horse to lose, so you are not afraid of the princess' blame?" Jia Chun asked.
The reason why Song Che bet on winning the crown prince in the first game was not only because the odds were considerable, but it was also equivalent to buying an insurance policy for himself.
If the prince's low-grade horse is really stronger than the prince's medium-grade horse, then his capital can be protected even if he loses the game.
Song Che smiled and said: "I never look back. Now that I have decided to leave, it will be unlucky to take it away again."
Jia Chun hummed: "You are very particular about gambling luck."
"The remaining six hundred and twenty taels determine the outcome. King Kong will win in the first game, Optimus Prime will win in the second game, and Megatron will win in the third game." Song Che threw all the money on the gambling table and reminded him specifically. Said: "Remember, it's not a single pressure, but a three-game winning rate, with a maximum loss of fifteen times."
"This kid must be crazy about money to dare to buy like this!"
"Since you want to send money to my Heyang Gambling House, I won't stop you."
Song Che was too lazy to join the others, so he left the gaming table and walked off the racetrack.
The Anyang Palace did not have anyone who was good at riding, so the task of controlling the horse fell on Lin Yue.
Lin Yue, riding an armored Xiaobao, stood behind the starting line with Zhao Sui's Wanli King Kong. She was somewhat nervous to compete with the prince on the same stage.
"It seems that my second brother's family really has no talent. There is a woman who can compete with this prince. She is so slender and beautiful. I feel pity for her."
The prince mocked and looked at Lin Yue, with other emotions in his eyes.
Lin Yue bit her lip, nodded and lowered her eyebrows, trying her best not to let the prince see her face.
"The prince is joking. Yue'er is my concubine and is currently the guardian of the palace. She is also the sworn sister of the princess. She has not loved female red needlework since she was a child. Her martial arts are not bad at all, so she represents the palace in the battle." Song Che walked away with a smile. Come.
"Oh? It turns out that she is already a wife. It's a pity, it's a pity." The prince suddenly lost interest and laughed: "Since he is good at horseback riding, he must also be good at bedtime! Hahaha..."
Lin Yue held on to the reins tightly, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.
Song Che patted her hand and comforted her with a smile: "It's okay, relax."
Lin Yue's eyes flashed and she nodded.
"The horse racing is about to begin. The first game will be between Iron Armor Xiaobao and Wanli King Kong!"
The referee doctor shouted loudly to clear the field.
The horses on both sides paved the ground with their hind legs as if they were ready to go.
"Everyone in his place...get ready."
"start!"
The doctor gave the order and the horse roared out.
Wanli King Kong deserves to be the best horse in the world. He is several positions faster than Tiejia Xiaobao just from the start. Even if Tiejia Xiaobao tries his best to catch up, the gap is still getting bigger and bigger.
When he ran through the midfield, the armored little treasure had been thrown thirty feet away;
When Wanli King Kong crossed the finish line, Iron Armored Little Treasure didn't even finish half a lap and was thrown fifty feet away.
"Okay! The Wanli Divine Horse is indeed extraordinary!"
"The prince's horse control skills are also superb!"
"Hmph, why are you bragging about the top-notch BMW captured from Dijon? In my opinion, it's not even as good as a Stagecoach!"
No wonder the horse can run so fast. How can it not be faster if so many people flatter it?
Lin Yue had almost given up on raising her whip in the last half of the race. After crossing the finish line, she jumped off the horse, pouted, and stared at Song Che. There was no heroic figure left, and she looked like a little girl who had been wronged. .
"Liar! You can't win at all!"
The stubbornness in her bones, the vulnerability deep in her heart, and the humiliation she endured made her hold back tears.
"It's okay if you lose, but it's wrong if you win," Song Che leaned close to Lin Yue's ear and whispered: "I'll tell you secretly, I bought the first round, and we have made seven hundred taels now. "
"Really?" Lin Yue's eyes shone and her tears improved.
The money must be so coaxable!
Song Che nodded, "In the second round later, you just have to rest assured and control the horse. I have control over whether you win or lose."
Lin Yue regained her confidence, turned around, rubbed her eyes, and said softly: "Just now... you told the prince that I am your chamberlain. I know that this was to frustrate him, but you are not allowed to say anything nonsense again in the future. .”
Song Che smiled and said: "Nvxia Lin, don't worry, I already have a lovely wife in my chamber. Even if you want to marry me, you can only be a concubine at most."
"Pawn, you-"
"Yo? You're still flirting here. The second round is about to begin. Have you figured out how to lose?"
The sixth prince Zhao Ji rode out of the stable on "General Thunderbolt".
Song Che ignored it, took out "Optimus Prime" from the stable, asked Lin Yue to ride on it, and said: "If you lose this round, I will cut off my head and give you a kick as a cuju."
The gap between a high-grade horse and a middle-grade horse is much greater than that between a medium-grade horse and a low-grade horse. You can win this game with your eyes closed.
"The second game, General Thunderbolt versus Optimus Prime, everyone takes his place!"
"start!"
Optimus Prime's horsepower was at full speed, like a bolt of brown lightning, he quickly rushed out of the starting line!
No matter how Zhao Ji raised his whip, it was difficult for General Pili to surpass him. Gradually, he was pulled further and further away by Optimus Prime, until he broke through the finish line, and the two sides were more than thirty feet apart!
The entire racecourse was silent, and the flatterers in the stands were confused.
Lin Yue raised her whip and cheered on horseback, dancing with excitement. Her heroic appearance was restored, but her girlishness became even stronger.
Zhao Ji rushed to the finish line. As soon as he got off his horse, he slapped the groom waiting in front of the horse stall twice and cursed: "You slave dog, how did you feed the horse this morning? Why did it lose strength halfway through the race?"
The groom was slapped to the ground. The two slaps were so heavy that two of his teeth were chipped. His mouth was full of blood and he said aggrievedly: "Your Highness, the villain...the villain feeds the three horses the same fodder. How could I suddenly lose strength?"
"How dare you fucking talk so hard! I'll chop you up alive when I get back!"
Zhao Ji lost his temper and kicked the groom again, turned around and glared at Song Che, and left the racecourse angrily.
After a short rest, the third game is about to begin.
Zou Youwen, deputy envoy of Taichang Temple, rode out of the stable on "White Robe Tai Sui". Although his posture was not as arrogant as the two princes, his gentle contempt was even more annoying——
Hypocrites are indeed more annoying than real villains.
