Chapter 159: Who loses who wins
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Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good
- 佟心
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- 2021-02-09 02:56:07
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The fur of the frosting game, the whole body does not mix with a variegated color, and the round eyes of the slick are transparent, as if they are human-like, only let Luo Qingyi look at it and like it.
She doesn't know the horse, but she likes the horse. For her young girl, it is normal to like it.
Not only Luo Qingying, but even the other beautiful girls in Xichu, the county magistrates saw the Nangong Temple, which was brought out by the frost, and could not help but surprise. One by one, the eyes are bright, the cheeks are red, and the hooks are squatting. I don’t know if it’s in the white horse or in the Weinan Palace.
Although the name is not comparable to the prince Nangong Qing, but the second emperor Nangong 煜 in the hearts of everyone, but the number of coins Nangong Chen stronger. The reason is simple, because Xi Chudi prefers him.
In the eyes of Nangong Temple to operate Mengxianlou, only a very small number of people know that in the eyes of the public courtiers, although Nangong Temple is not as prestige as Nangong Qing, the ability to earn money is not small. His famous Jinxiu Zhuang and Deyuelou are the famous top shops in Beijing, and the monthly profits are coveted.
Xichudi likes Nangong Temple because he will offer a small filial piety at the end of each year. His name is filial piety and respect for his father. But in fact, the income of Nangong’s name is far more than that, most of them are sent to Chu. The palace is over.
At the thought of the friendship between Nangong Temple and Nalan Night, Luo Qingyi was a bit more unreasonable and hoped that he would win this time. But after a while, I watched the horse coming out, and her face sank.
The person who participated in this riding in the Southern Wei Kingdom was Liu Zongze, the northern county king. He was the second emperor of Lin Yixuan. Luo Qingyi said before Lin Yixuan. Unexpectedly, Liu Zongze pulled out the blood red, tall figure, looks like a ruby, turned out to be a legendary sweaty BMW.
"It is actually..." Luo Qing's nephew slightly shrank, it was an accident.
"This BMW was discovered in the wild three years ago by the Southern Wei Dynasty. It was tamed for a long time before it was tamed. It was called the flame." Nalan Night did not express surprise, as if I had already learned it, faintly said: "It seems This time, the Southern Wei Dynasty had a slogan, and even such a rare BMW was sent out."
Luo Qing's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes turned from Nangong to Liu Zongze: "Nan Gongyi wants to win, I am afraid it is difficult."
During the talk, the contestants of the North Vietnamese country also came out.
Similarly, a dark horse of Shen Jun, the color of the hair is dark and black, as if brushed with oil, no worse than the cold frost of West Chu. The contestant is called Cheng Tianlei, who is the confidant of Han Xun.
In the voice of the public, Luo Qingying also heard differences. Some people think that the Southern Wei Dynasty must win and win. After all, the BMW is not common, but it is the legendary god. But some people think that the frost of Xichu is not inferior, and everyone has started to discuss it with their own opinions and basis.
"Silence, quiet." Li Gonggong took his unique voice online, and after respecting the West Chu Emperor, he began to announce the rules of the game: "Every contestant, you have to ride back to the Puguo Temple outside the city. A pennant, the first to return is to win."
Seeing that all four people understood, the floating dust in the hands of Li Gonggong fell, and the four arrows of the BMW arrows rushed away, leaving behind a dusty and awaiting onlookers.
Luo Qingying looked at the Southern Wei State and took the lead. He ran away without a shadow. He couldn’t help but sigh and said to Nalan’s night: "I see this game, the Southern Wei is winning."
"Ao Qing is so determined?" Nalan night looked at Luo Qingyu with amazement, and smiled: "On the relationship, how should you be optimistic about Nangong."
If you talk about emotions, Luo Qingyi naturally likes Nangong to win, but now is the game, not only Nangong, but also one person can decide the outcome. She grinned Nalan's night, wrinkled her nose and said: "Is this still used? People's Southern Wei is a sweaty horse, can you lose? If you lose, then the North County King really has to smother his neck."
"That may not be." Nalan night deliberately sang against her.
When Luo Qingyi heard it, it was obviously doubting her own eyes. When her eyes turned, she smiled and pulled the sleeves of Nalan’s night and said, "Or else we will bet, the other three horses, any one won. Counting you win, how?"
"What about the bet?" Nalan night smiled like a smile. It was a good match.
Luo Qingyi shouted without thinking, "The silver is ten thousand."
"I don't lack silver." Nalan night dismissed Luo Qingyi's proposal.
"That's what you said to win! Well, what do you say about gambling?" Luo Qing glanced at him and thought for a long time that he didn't think of anything that would make Nalan's eyes look different. He simply threw the problem to himself. Decide.
The corner of the lips raised a smile at the foot, and Nalan’s eyebrows picked one up:
You won, you kiss me, I won, I kiss you.
"Yes!" Luo Qingyi was originally a fun, and did not hear what the bet that Nalan said at night, and agreed.
Really?
Nalan’s night didn’t stop, he almost laughed, and Luo Qing’s reaction was over and he was teased by him.
Suddenly, he turned his head to the side, and reached out and slammed his thigh.
"Oh, girl, young lady, you lightly, want to murder your husband!"
Sitting on the opposite side of Xiao Ningyu, watching the two people talk and laugh from beginning to end, nowadays they are unscrupulous in public and flirtatious, but also bite a silver tooth can not attack.
"Sui people, even dare to seduce the king of Chu, I will definitely want you to look good." The anger in the sputum is thin, and the stagnation of jade can not stop, I can’t wait to rush up and drag the locusts, and then fan hand.
As soon as she turned her head, she whispered to the close-knit lady next to her: "What is it, is it ready?"
The maid immediately replied: "Everything is ordered by the princess, and all are ready."
Yu Ningyu is only a little bit, just waiting for a while to play, can eliminate her hateful hate.
A little bit of time passed, and everyone was eagerly awaiting. I wanted to see first when the horses of the country first came back. The streets were filled with hooves from far and near.
Far away, a red blush is like a flame that beats in the air. It is clear from afar.
"It is the red flame of the Southern Wei Dynasty!" I don't know who suddenly shouted, Luo Qingying couldn't care about playing with Nalan's night, excitedly shaking the arm of Nalan's night: "See no, I Said to be the Southern Wei to win?"
The West Chudi on the high platform was also quite nervous. His eyes were fixed on the frost that followed. Song Guifei, who was next to him, couldn’t help but say: "Two emperors, come on, come on... oh..."
The original frost of Nangong Temple only fell on the two positions of Chiyan. It is very hopeful to rush up. Who knows, just four horses are reflected in the sight of everyone, almost only 50 feet away, the North Vietnam The black-skinned black scorpion went straight over the frost and rushed up toward the foremost red flame.
Nan Gongqing's shot of the thigh: "Oh... no." Even pity, it was only a little worse, this cold frost fell to the third, completely impossible to win.
The hearts of the people are like the high-hanging rock, and they are attracted by the black rush that is constantly rushing up.
On the mood, I am afraid that except for the messengers of North Vietnam, no one will like the victory of North Vietnam, and the distance from the end point is getting closer and closer. The distance between the Wusong of North Vietnam and the flame of the Southern Wei is getting closer and closer, but it never exceeds.
To see that Red Flame Horse is about to reach the end, Cheng Tianlei of North Vietnam has a slap in the face and shouted: "Liu Zongze, look at the knife!"
A subconscious turn, Liu Zongze of the Southern Wei Dynasty saw the soul flying. I saw that Cheng Tianlei actually took out a dagger from his sleeve and smothered his face and chopped at himself.
"You..." Where did you think that the test riding would have been sneaked, and Liu Zongze couldn't do it. He only had to take the reins to the side, and the danger avoided the blade, but he was thrown down by the huge inertia.
A smattering of black and white lightning, Cheng Tianlei riding a blackbird has crossed the end.
The scene was awkward - suddenly, countless people stood up in the stands, and the onlookers were even more whistling, shouting and shouting.
Everyone looked horrified and stunned, yelling at North Vietnam and being shameless and shameless. The Southern Wei’s ambassador pointed to the North Vietnamese ambassador and drank their means.
"It’s too deceiving, the North Vietnamese country is so mean!" Lin Xiaochen suddenly screamed.
Lin Yixuan's face is also very ugly. I knew that North Vietnam had to pay attention to regaining lost names and prestige, but he still underestimated Han Xun's shamelessness. If there is no indication and permission from him, Cheng Tianlei is definitely not so bold.
"This..." Looking at Cheng Tianlei, who stood proudly in the first place, Li Gonggong was guilty, and whispered: "Your Majesty, who wins?"
Xi Chudi did not know, but the people of the North Vietnamese country openly cheated in front of him. Is this not a provocation? It’s just playing his face. Even if he is not afraid of him, he will not let Han Xun Hu.
His face sank, and the West Chudi said: "The North Vietnamese contestants openly threatened other players, and announced that they would take his first qualification..."
"And slow!" Just then, Hanson stood up.
His face was cold and the scorpion was shining with sparkling light. He raised his voice and said: "If you don't remember correctly, if the game rules are correct, whoever wins the pennant will win, and there is no other assistance. Means?"
Xi Chudi was silenced by Han Xun's top, and his face was stunned. Han Xun became more and more proud, and he voluntarily won the prize.
Daddy, a clear voice sounded in the crowd: "The North Vietnamese Emperor said that it makes sense, but one thing is forgotten."
A beautiful and beautiful girl stood up and smiled and said: "From the beginning, the purpose of the game is to point to the point, not to hurt the opponent's life, the North Vietnamese contestants openly threatened to attack, which has violated the morality of the game. This kind of unruly, mean and shameless, is he qualified to win the first place in order to win the unscrupulous?"
"The rules are rules, and the purpose can not be generalized, Chu Wang, you can not confuse." Han Xun gloomy road.
Regardless of the threat in his discourse, Luo Qingyi looked around and raised his voice: "If this is the case, then we will raise our hands and vote. Please ask me to Xixia and the Southern Wei Dynasty Prince, Dongwan State Prince. And the North Vietnamese Emperor vote, who will lose this game?"