"I heard that you married her?"
Although Zou Youwen asked Song Che, he stared at Lin Yue.
Song Che smiled and said, "Just a concubine."
Zou Youwen said, "It suits her status." He rode on horseback and stepped onto the starting line.
Lin Yue clenched her fists tightly, with a killing intent in her eyes.
"Yes, that's right, stay angry and defeat this hypocrite in one fell swoop!"
Nothing can inspire people's fighting spirit more than anger.
Nothing slaps him in the face more than victory.
Song Che helped Lin Yue onto the carriage, secretly held her hand, and whispered: "This is a lighter developed exclusively by me. When you press it, it will emit a strong flame. If our horse cannot win later, You use this thing to roast its butt; if Zou Youwen is playing tricks, you use this thing to roast its horse's belly."
Lin Yue looked at the lighter in her hand, and nodded despite her doubts.
The final game is the decisive game and there will definitely be fierce competition.
"The third game, white-robed Tai Sui versus Megatron, everyone takes his place!"
"start!"
Two horses, marching together.
As expected by Song Che, the low-level horses and the middle-level horses were almost equal. Halfway through the race, the two sides were still at a stalemate.
"White Robe Tai Sui, surpass it! Pass it for me!"
There was a burst of exclamation in the stands.
The little princess jumped out of the carriage and shouted in a milky voice: "Megatron, go for it! Go for it!"
Perhaps with the support of the little princess, Megatron accumulated a lot of experience and ran faster and faster, gradually surpassing Tai Sui in White Robe.
Soon we came to the last corner!
Seeing that he was about to lose, Zou Wenyou deliberately switched from the inside line to the outside line and kept close to Lin Yue. He pretended to use his whip to spur the horse, but in fact he interfered with Lin Yue.
Soon the two horses were at loggerheads again, almost running close to each other!
Lin Yue was so anxious that he suddenly threw away the riding whip, switched the lighter from his left hand to his right, aimed at the horse's belly and hit it, the windproof blue flames erupted quickly, the white-robed Tai Sui was in pain and hissed, the running rhythm was completely disrupted, the front foot tripped the back foot, and the horse His head suddenly fell forward, causing him to fall onto his back!
Zou Wenyou flew seven or eight feet into the air and rolled on the ground five or six times before stopping.
Lin Yue successfully crossed the finish line riding Megatron!
"We have won! Concubine, we have won!"
The little princess cheered for joy, and even the princess couldn't help but jump out of the carriage and cheer.
The powerful young men in the stands were like deflated rubber balls, and they were suddenly cursed.
The two prince brothers and Jia Chun had dark and gloomy faces. One had lost the game and the other had lost a lot of money.
Song Che and Lin Yue walked out of the racecourse with joy and walked with the princess to the stands.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for your humility." The princess bowed with a smile, but her posture was that of a winner.
Zhao Sui rolled up her sleeves and snorted, turned her back and said: "It's all because of my groom's poor care. My two BMWs got sick, so you were lucky enough to win. When my BMWs are taken care of, I will definitely fight with you." Let’s compete again!”
After saying that, he waved his hand.
The servant brought a plate full of gold and presented it to the princess.
Jia Chun also brought a box full of silver ingots and placed it at Song Che's feet, "You win two rounds, the first round is 700 taels, and the second round is 9,300 taels. After deducting a commission of 3%, the total is Ninety-seven thousand taels, please order."
Most of this money came from the gambling funds of those young masters. In fact, Yunyang Gambling House did not suffer too much loss. When the young masters saw that all their money fell into Song Che's pocket, their faces were even more painful than Jia Chun's.
Song Che was naturally disrespectful and asked the palace servants to carry all the gold and silver onto the carriage.
At this time, Zou Youwen limped onto the stand. The fall he had just made made him disheveled and his face was covered with blood. He looked dejected and extremely embarrassed. He pointed angrily at Lin Yue and the prince and complained:
"Prince, it's all this bastard's trick! I accidentally fell off the horse, otherwise I would never lose -"
"presumptuous!"
Princess Han shouted angrily: "Mei Lin is the sworn sister that the prince and I recognize. If you insult her, you are insulting the prince! If you don't kowtow and apologize today, when the prince returns to the capital, he will definitely not be able to spare you!"
Zou Youwen couldn't help being surprised, and turned to Zhao Sui for help: "Prince..."
Even if they are eagles and dogs under his command, how can a dog be lower than a brother? Zhao Sui said coldly: "Knock."
Zou Youwen gritted his teeth and knelt in front of Lin Yue, begging for mercy: "The little man was confused just now, so he couldn't hold back his offensive words and asked the girl to forgive me..."
If Lin Yue didn't make a sound, then he would have to continue knocking.
Song Che ignored the villain, walked around Zou Youwen, bowed to Zhao Sui, and asked, "Your Highness, can you enjoy yourself today?"
Zhao Sui snorted coldly: "Today is only a disappointment, how can we have all the fun?"
Song Che smiled and said: "I have a way to make His Highness the Crown Prince happy."
Zhao Sui gave a cold look: "Oh?"
Song Che asked: "I wonder if Your Highness the Crown Prince likes Cuju?"
Zhao Sui said loudly: "That's natural. Who in the Ouchi Palace knows that this prince is very good at football?"
Song Che smiled secretly and said: "It happens that the prince also likes Cuju. How about we have another Cuju competition?"
Zhao Sui's eyes lit up and he suddenly became interested. He was so strong-willed. He was disappointed in the horse racing today and was worried that he would not have a chance to regain his face, so he immediately agreed:
"Okay! Horse racing is only a game between three and two people, and accidents are easy to happen. But Cuju with more than ten people relies on a solid foundation of footwork. There will be no luck."
"but……"
"But what?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a royal Cuju team, which are all professional players with superb skills. However, our palace's Cuju team is only composed of servants. It is obviously unfair."
"Hmm... If we look for professional players, you might not even be able to touch the ball," Zhao Sui asked, "What do you want?"
Song Che said: "The grassroots suggested that for this Cuju competition, only your own servants can form a team, and professional players are not allowed to participate."
"Hahaha..." Zhao Sui laughed and said: "The servants of the Prince's Mansion usually play Cuju with me, and each of them has good footwork. Even if they are not as good as the royal family, they are not comparable to ordinary Cuju teams - it's up to you. Well, lest you say that I, the eldest brother, won’t let my younger brother go."
Song Che added: "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in three days. How about we make an appointment on the night of the full moon? At that time, we will invite all the Cuju lovers in Luoyang to gather at the stadium to watch the game and admire the moon. Under the spotlight, the crowds of people are shouting. , not only shows the prince’s grace, but also enhances my magnificence!”
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
Zhao Sui said excitedly: "Normally, the Mid-Autumn Festival is either a palace banquet or enjoying the moon in the courtyard. I have long been tired of it. Your suggestion is exactly what I want! The Cuju competition is held during the Mid-Autumn Festival!"
"The grassroots have another request."
"But it doesn't matter!"
"Just playing Cuju is too boring. Why not invite some singing and dancing girls to cheer everyone up during the intermission?"
"If you can see a beautiful woman, your strength will increase a little more!"
"In this case, we should invite the most famous singer and dancer in Luoyang, so as to attract attention and enhance the majesty of the prince."
When Song Che said this, he glanced at Zou Youwen who was still kowtowing on the ground: "The best singers and dancers naturally come from the Red Mansion, and the Red Mansion belongs to the Jiaofang Division, and the Jiaofang Division is affiliated with Taichang Temple..."
Zhao Sui glanced at Zou Youwen and said, "Get up quickly."
Zou Youwen was dizzy from knocking and needed help to stand firm: "Thank you so much, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... What are your orders?"
Zhao Sui glanced at Song Che again: "Now that the Crown Prince is supervising the country, I have to deal with many things every day and have no time for trivial matters. I will leave this Cuju competition to you. No one in Luoyang City dares not to make it convenient for you."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Song Che turned to look at Zou Youwen: "Mr. Zou, I want to go to the Red Mansion to pick some singers and dancers to entertain the competition. Can you help me?"
Zou Youwen took off a sandalwood token with the words "Taichang Temple" engraved on it from his waist, and handed it to Song Che with a trembling hand: "With this order, all the officials and prostitutes in the Red Mansion can choose. If you choose the one you want, please submit it to the doctor stationed in the building." Just be prepared…”
Song Che happily grabbed the token: "Thank you, Mr. Zou."
