Chapter 237: Despicable

"Cai Ling, at that time your fourth sister-in-law was talking to you for fun." But before she finished speaking, the fourth master interrupted immediately and turned to look at Ruoyin: "But?"
Ruoyin sneered in her heart, and smiled charityly on her face: "The Lord said that I was joking with sister Cailing that day, but it was just a casual discussion, don't take it seriously, let this matter pass."
If it weren't for Si Ye's interruption, it is estimated that Tong Jia Cailing would have said his bet.
Right now, that Tong Jia Cailing also meant to force her to withdraw the bet.
Otherwise, if it makes trouble on the stage, let Kangxi and everyone know.
Not only would Kangxi feel that she was a blessing, and making such a bet was unsuccessful, so he reprimanded her.
Outsiders will also talk about it and talk about it.
Anyway, at this moment, her attitude is clear, it depends on Tong Jia Cailing's attitude.
Fortunately, when Tong Jia Cailing heard Ruo Yin say this, he gave up with a slight smile.
Kangxi regarded it as a joke among young people and did not pursue it.
Everyone had the right to watch the women's horse race right away.
If there is a sneer at the corner of Yin's mouth, it seems that Tong Jia Cailing listens to Si Ye very much and cares about Si Ye's opinion.
Just when Tong Jia Cailing returned to Ruoyin and Si Ye and sat down next to Si Ye.
Tong Jia Cailing whispered in a voice that three talents could hear: "Sister-in-law, you must be able to ride a horse, but I am ashamed to say that you can't ride, you big liar, shameless and shameless!"
"You are embarrassed to race with me after you heard that I don't know how to ride a horse. Now, what qualifications do you have to question me? If you lose, you lose. I don't know who said that you should not cry when you lose. Who's the nose? I'm really open to the bill in the end." Ruoyin replied unceremoniously.
"This time it's me who followed your way. I can't say that bet. Even if I owe you personal love, I will return it to you one day!" Tong Jia Cailing whispered.
"A person who doesn't count and can't afford to lose will only make me look down on me. How can I expect you to pay my favor." Ruoyin squinted and glanced at Tong Jia Cailing contemptuously.
Tong Jia Cailing had finally managed to hold back his tears, but Ruoyin said so.
In the big beautiful eyes, tears fell again.
She grabbed the corner of the Fourth Master's clothes, showing a timid look in her eyes seeking help, "Fourth Brother..."
The Fourth Master glanced at the crying Tong Jia Cailing, and then at the indifferent Ruoyin.
Then, Chao Ruoyin said solemnly: "You will return to the yurt."
"Master, why should I go back? She was the one who clearly lost, and it is her who is crying and embarrassing now!" Ruoyin turned his head slightly, her delicate profile full of anger.
"Enough, isn't it shameful enough? If it's your master, you don't listen now." The fourth master put the cup in front of him a little vigorously.
The hunt hasn't ended yet, Huang Ama hasn't played yet, she just raced so fiercely, the wound must have been broken.
If you don't go back to wipe the medicine, you can stay in this wound and get infected.
Ruoyin blinked and turned to look at Tong Jia Cailing.
The other party was hiding beside the Fourth Master, and Xiao Pitiful smiled triumphantly at her.
The way of crying and laughing was worse than crying in her eyes.
She gave a cold "hum" and got up directly.
Behind her came the soft voice of Tong Jiacai Ling.
"Four brother, I want to eat that golden fruit, can you give it to others, okay?"
The voice was delicate and soft, not too big or too small, with traces of triumphant provocation, just falling into Ruoyin's ears completely.
Ruoyin paused, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth grew thicker.
Then, without looking back, she left with the minion.
It seems that at this time, winning or losing is not important at all.
She is a crying child, and if she loses, she is more welcome than she wins.
It made her win, but she became dishonorable.
After Ruoyin left, Kangxi on the stage carefully scanned the sons below.
This autumn hunt, one is to inspect the abilities of the Eight Banners elite soldiers.
The second is to try the skills of the princes.
Although they all practiced literary and martial arts in the Forbidden City, they hardly practiced on the battlefield.
It's a mule or a horse, and you have to pull it out.
Let them show their majesty on horseback in the country where the ancestors worked hard.
The first thing he saw was the elder Zhijun Wang, Prince, Third Master, and Fourth Master.
Then there are five masters, eight masters, and nine masters.
There are also ten masters who are now grown up.
Later, when he was too young, he was not even a little bit worse, so he withdrew his eyes.
Well, looking at them one by one, neatly dressed, sitting steadily like a clock, they look a little calm and relaxed.
But Kangxi's sharp old eyes, read countless people, always think of those sons.
It seems that there is more than handsome and unrestrained air, but the power of boldness and bravery is insufficient.
"Eight flag brothers and soldiers have shown their skills, prince, how have you learned recently?" Kangxi asked the prince with a smile.
Just asking this, the prince felt like sitting on pins and needles. He stood up and said: "Back to the Emperor Ama, the sons and ministers have been diligent in study and practice every day, and the husband also praised that the sons and sons have made considerable progress."
Hearing that, Kangxi smiled and said nothing.
Instead, he continued to look at the other princes and asked: "Wait, how are you learning?"
The princes looked at each other, no one dared to compare with the prince, and embarrassed to steal the prince's limelight.
Only the Prince Zhijun arched his hands and said: "Huang Ama, I have led troops to practice various formations recently. As long as someone dares to offend my Qing Dynasty, I will petition to suppress the traitors."
"Well, it's rare that you have this kind of filial piety. I am deeply pleased." Kangxi looked at King Zhijun with a slight smile on his face, then changed the conversation and said: "I haven't seen you riding and shooting for a long time, so you took your brothers. , Follow me to hunt in the depths of the paddock, and if I win in the end, I will be rewarded!" Kangxi said as he talked, he was gearing up on the stage.
"Yes." No matter how unwilling the older brothers are, they dare not disobey Kangxi.
Who made him the emperor Laozi?
All of them looked nervous, and showed little excitement, wanting to perform well.
After a while, Kangxi cleared the place.
All the female families were sent away, leaving only a few officials, elite soldiers, and princes.
And he alone, riding a group of brown-yellow horses, at the forefront.
The horse was muscular and shiny.
As soon as he raised his whip, he flew away with the horse and the man.
The officials and the princes naturally followed suit.
For a time, the fierce horse neighed and the dust was flying.
Everyone was up to 120,000 points.
Because they are getting closer and closer to the center of the paddock, which is the most dangerous place.
And Kangxi also galloped forward, rushing straight forward.
After another while, Kangxi tightened the rein abruptly and stopped.
After everyone caught up, they also stopped.
"Where is this place?" Kangxi asked suddenly.
Everyone looked at each other, a little confused about Kangxi's meaning, and dared not answer.