Chapter 159

The fur that deceives frost and snow doesn't mix with a variegated color. The dark round eyes are flexible, as if they were human. Luo qingluan only liked it at a glance.

She doesn't understand horses, but she likes them. It's normal for a girl of her age to like them.

Not only Luo qingluan, but also other beautiful girls in the Western Chu Dynasty, the princess and ladies could not help but be surprised when they saw Nangong Yu coming out with cold frost. One by one, his eyes were shining, his cheeks were red, and he looked straight. He didn't know whether he was looking at the white horse or Nangong Yu.

Although the name can't compare with the crown prince Nangong Qing, the position of the second prince Nangong Yu in the hearts of everyone is a little stronger than Nangong Chen. The reason is very simple, because the West Chu emperor likes him better.

Only a few people know that Nangong Yu manages Mengxian building. In the eyes of all the courtiers, although Nangong Yu is not as prestigious as Nangong Qing, she has a great ability to make money. Jinxiu village and Deyue building under his name are famous top stores in the capital, with coveted monthly profits.

Emperor Xi Chu liked Nangong Yu because he would offer him a large amount of filial piety at the end of each year, which was called filial piety to his father. In fact, the income under Nangong Yu's name was far more than that, and most of it was sent to the king's house of Chu.

At the thought of Nangong Yu's friendship with Nalan night, Luo qingluan was more favorable for no reason. I hope he can win this time. But a moment later, looking at the horses coming out behind, her face sank a little.

The person who participated in the riding in the southern Wei state was Liu Zongze, king of the northern Prefecture. He was Lin Yixuan's second uncle. Luo qingluan had heard Lin Yixuan say before. But unexpectedly, what Liu Zongze pulled out was a legendary sweat BMW with blood red body, tall body and Ruby eyes.

"Incredibly......" Luo qingluan's eyes shrunk slightly, which was very unexpected.

"This bloody BMW was found in the wild three years ago in the southern Wei state. It was domesticated for a long time. It is called flame." Nalan night was not surprised. He seemed to have known it long ago and said faintly: "it seems that the southern Wei Dynasty has paid blood this time. Even such a rare sweat BMW has been sent out."

Luo qingluan frowned slightly and turned his eyes from Nangong Yu to Liu Zongze: "Nangong Yu wants to win, I'm afraid it's very difficult."

While talking, the contestants from North Vietnam also came out.

Similarly, a black horse of Shenjun has dark and shiny fur, which seems to be painted with oil, which is no worse than the frost in the Western Chu Dynasty. The contestant is Cheng Tianlei, a confidant of Hanson's staff.

Luo qingluan also heard the differences among the people. Some people think that the southern Wei state must win this time. After all, bloody BMW is not common. It is a legendary god horse. But some felt that the frost in the Western Chu was not inferior. Everyone began to discuss it with interest with their own views and basis.

"Silence, silence." Duke Li took his unique voice line on the stage again. After respectfully asking the Western Chu emperor, he began to announce the rules of the competition: "all contestants, you should ride to the puguo temple outside the city and bring back a golden flag. The first one to return is the winner."

Seeing that the four people understood, the floating dust in Grandpa Li's hands fell, and the BMW arrows under the crotch of the four people galloped away, leaving a ground of dust and eager onlookers.

Luo qingluan looked at the ride of the southern Wei state and ran away without a shadow in an instant. He couldn't help sighing and said to Nalan night, "I think this game is the winning ticket of the southern Wei Dynasty."

"Is qingluan so determined?" Nalan night pretended to look at Luo qingluan in surprise and said with a light smile: "in terms of relationship, you should be optimistic about Nangong Yu."

In terms of emotion, Luo qingluan naturally likes Nangong Yu to win, but now it's a game. It's not just Nangong Yu who can decide the outcome alone. She curled her lips at Nalan night, wrinkled her nose and said, "is it still necessary to see? People in the southern Wei Dynasty are sweaty BMW. Hey, can they lose? If they lose, the king of Beijun should wipe his neck and commit suicide."

"That's not necessarily." Nalan night deliberately sang the opposite tune with her.

When Luo qingluan heard this, she was obviously doubting her own eyes. As soon as her eyes turned, she smiled and pulled Nalan night's sleeve and said, "otherwise we'll make a bet. If any of the other three horses wins, you'll win. How about it?"

"What about the bet?" Nalan night seemed to smile, very on the road with.

Luo qingluan shouted without thinking, "ten thousand liang of silver."

"I'm not short of silver." Nalan night dismissively refuted Luo qingluan's proposal.

"You're sure to win! Well, what do you say?" Luo qingluan gave him a white look. After thinking for a long time, he didn't think of anything that could make Nalan night look at him differently, so he simply left the problem to him to decide.

With a smile on his lips, Nalan Yejun picked up his eyebrow: "you win, you kiss me, I win, I kiss you."

"OK!" Luo qingluan wanted to have fun. Before she could hear what Nalan night said, she agreed.

"Really?" Nalan night didn't hold back and almost laughed. Luo qingluan reacted that he was teased by him again.

Suddenly blushed, twisted his head to one side, stretched out his hand and pinched him on his thigh.

"Oh, my lady, qingluan lady, take it easy. You want to murder your husband!"

Xiao Ningyu, sitting opposite them, watched them talking and laughing from beginning to end. Now she has no scruples about flirting in public, and she has bitten a silver tooth and can't attack.

"Bitch, dare to seduce the king of Chu openly. I'll make you look good later." His eyes were filled with anger. Xiao Ningyu couldn't stop his jealousy. He wanted to rush up and drag Luo qingluan away, and then slap him hard.

Turning her head, she whispered to the maid next to her, "where's the thing? Are you ready?"

The maid immediately replied, "everything is ready according to the princess's instructions."

Xiao Ningyu just nodded. Only waiting for a good play to be staged for a while can she eliminate the slightest hatred in her heart.

As time passed, when everyone looked forward and wanted to see which country's horse was the first to run back, there was a sound of hoofs from far to near in the street.

Far away, a touch of red is like a flame beating in the air, which can be seen clearly from a distance.

"It's the red flame of the southern Wei Dynasty!" I don't know who suddenly shouted so. Luo qingluan didn't care to play with Nalan night. He shook Nalan night's arm excitedly: "see, I said it was the southern Wei Dynasty that wanted to win?"

The emperor of Western Chu on the high platform was also quite nervous. She stared at the cold frost that followed. The imperial concubine song couldn't help but say, "second prince, come on, come on... Alas..."

Originally, Nangong Yu's cold frost only fell on the two positions of ChiYan, and there was great hope to rush up. Who knows, just when the four horses came into the public's sight, almost 50 feet away, the oily black Zhui in North Vietnam directly crossed the cold frost and rushed up to the front ChiYan.

Nangong Qing patted his thigh: "Alas... No." It's even a pity that it was only a little close. The frost fell in the third place, and it's impossible to win.

The hearts of the people were like high hanging falling stones, attracted by the constantly rushing up wuzhui.

In terms of mood, I'm afraid that no one will like the victory of Beiyue except the envoys of Beiyue. It's getting closer and closer to the end. The distance between wuzhui of Beiyue and the flame of Nanwei is getting closer and closer, but it hasn't been exceeded.

When the red flame horse was about to reach the end, Cheng Tianlei of North Vietnam clamped his horse's belly and shouted, "Liu Zongze, look at the knife!"

Subconsciously, Liu Zongze in the southern Wei Dynasty was terrified. Cheng Tianlei took a dagger out of his sleeve, looked murderous and slashed at himself.

"You..." I didn't expect that the competition would also be attacked. Liu Zongze couldn't dodge. He only had time to go to the side of the reins, narrowly avoided the blade, but fell off his horse by great inertia.

A flash of black lightning passed, but Cheng Tianlei rode on Wu Zhui, but he had crossed the finish line.

There was an uproar at the scene - suddenly, countless people in the stands stood up, and the people watching were whistling and shouting into the sky.

Everyone looked surprised and stunned and shouted at the despicable and shameless North Vietnam. The envoys of the southern Wei Dynasty directed at the envoys of the North Vietnam, drinking and scolding them.

"It's too much to deceive. North Vietnam is so mean!" Lin Xiaochen immediately roared.

Lin Yixuan's face was also very ugly. He knew that North Vietnam would try hard to regain its lost reputation and prestige, but he still underestimated Han Xun's shamelessness. Without his instructions and permission, Cheng Tianlei would never have been so bold.

"This..." looking at Cheng Tianlei standing proudly in the first place, Duke Li was in trouble and whispered, "Your Majesty, who will win?"

The emperor of Western Chu didn't know, but the people of northern Yue openly cheated in front of him. Isn't this a clear provocation? It's like hitting him in the face. Even if he is not the one who intimidates the West Chu, he will not let Hanson fool around.

When his face sank, Emperor Xi Chu said, "the North Vietnamese contestants openly threatened other contestants. I announce that I will take his first qualification..."

"Wait a minute!" Just then, Hanson stood up.

His face was cold, but his eyes shone brightly. He raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty's words are bad. If I remember correctly, the rules of the game say that whoever takes back the golden flag first will win. Don't you forbid other auxiliary means?"

The emperor of Western Chu was speechless by Han Xun, and his face was accosted. Han Xun became more and more elated and felt that he was in control of the victory.

Suddenly, a beautiful voice sounded in the crowd: "although the emperor of North Vietnam said it was reasonable, he forgot one thing."

A beautiful young girl stood up and said with a smile: "from the beginning, the purpose of the competition was to stop and do not hurt the opponent's life. The North Vietnamese contestants openly threatened with knives, which has violated the morality of the competition. For such unruly, despicable and unscrupulous people, is he qualified to be the first?"

"Rules are rules, which cannot be generalized with the purpose. Princess Chu, don't confuse the public." Hanson's gloomy way.

Regardless of the threat in his words, Luo qingluan looked around and raised his voice: "in that case, let's raise our watches. Let's invite your majesty of the Western Chu state, the crown prince of the southern Wei state, the crown prince of the eastern Wan state and the North Vietnamese emperor to vote. Who will win this competition?"