The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

The winery was progressing smoothly. For the rest of the time, Jiang Fan arranged for Chu Chengxiong to help in the winery, while he lived in the military camp with Chu Chengrui.

The seven days were short and he didn't want to waste any time.

After knowing this, Emperor Yan felt more at ease. Regardless of whether Jiang Fan could win this time, his efforts made Emperor Yan feel more distressed and caring for his son.

Chu Xinghe was puzzled. He just couldn't understand why Jiang Fan's hard work was of any use. He had heard and seen all the training in the past few days.

With his haphazard training, could Jiang Fan really make those ruffians and bad soldiers defeat the elite troops led by his daughter?

Outside, because of the bet between Jiang Fan and Chu Yan'er, the entire capital city became lively. Not only the Huang family's gambling house, but even other gambling houses also started to set up their betting odds.

The odds are: if you bet on Chu Yan'er to win, it's one to one, and if you bet on Jiang Fan to win, it's ten to one.

Originally, not many people bet on Jiang Fan to win, but the odds were high. Plus, Jiang Fan had been staying in the military camp recently, which made some people feel that Jiang Fan might really have a chance to win.

Therefore, many people appeared to arrest Jiang Fan.

As a result, a group of people gathered in front of the betting boxes of major gambling houses, discussing the situation.

Among these people there are some playboys from the capital, who are not affiliated with any prince and have their own group.

"The Eighth Prince is showing off his power in the Golden Palace. He dares to bet so much, so he must have a backup plan. Why don't we accompany him in this bet? After all, I am not short of money."

"Yes, I support the Eighth Prince. Speaking of which, his interpretation of being a beast and a scum is really satisfying, haha..."

"Haha... Yeah, that bunch of dandies, they do nothing every day. I've wanted to beat them up for a long time. Great job, Eighth Prince."

The entire capital has a population of nearly one million, and nearly ten thousand officials, not counting the small shrimps. Therefore, there are many playboys, and not all of them do evil things, there are also those who have justice in their hearts.

These people have never been on good terms with the group of the Yellow Robe Brothers, and now, seeing this bet, they came over to join in the fun.

One person spoke up, and the rest quickly followed suit. In this way, the number of people betting on Jiang Fan to win increased dramatically. With these people taking the lead, the people also began to follow suit.

Although the number of people betting on Jiang Fan to win is not as high as those betting on Chu Yan'er to win, the odds are higher. If Jiang Fan wins, those gambling houses will probably suffer a lot. They will lose everything.

However, the bosses behind all the major gambling houses in the capital were almost grinning from ear to ear.

They didn't think Jiang Fan would win, and they thought that those who bet on Jiang Fan to win really had a lot of money. This time, they were afraid that they would make a lot of money.

However, none of the court officials and princes thought Jiang Fan could win. Secretly, mocking voices spread wildly throughout the capital.

With the deliberate instigation of several princes and a group of court officials who supported them, Jiang Fan was pushed to the forefront.

If he loses this time, not only will he lose the favor of Emperor Yan, he will also become a laughing stock among the people!

And so, on the day of the competition, under the watchful eyes of the public, Emperor Yan, along with a group of court officials, and even some dignitaries in the capital, all appeared in the largest training ground of the Zhenyuan Army.

Chu Xinghe was very good at doing things. He built high platforms all around the martial arts arena. The surrounding high platforms were divided into several levels and could accommodate at least nearly 10,000 spectators.

This was also the Emperor Yan's instruction. Since the matter had become so serious, the Emperor Yan was not afraid of making it even bigger. If he suppressed it again and again, it would only make people speculate wildly.

Moreover, Emperor Yan also had a hunch that his son might give him unexpected surprises.

On the women's side, the imperial concubines sat at the top, surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs who guarded them.

In addition to the imperial concubines, the wives of officials were also invited. Mrs. Chu sat in the official family area, and on her left and right were the wives of the officials.

Concubine Ning sat in the main seat at the palace concubines' table, accompanied by Jiang Xing and Concubine Su.

Concubine Ye sat in a side seat, with no one around her, and no concubine was willing to sit with her.

The rest were the male families of court officials and some dignitaries. The entire auditorium of 10,000 people was filled to capacity.

The seats in the entire martial arts arena are made of wooden boards, and the bottom is sealed off for the purpose of martial arts performances, which can be used to hide soldiers and display strategies and tactics.

At both ends of the martial arts arena, tactical command platforms were built connecting the seats. On one of the command platforms, Jiang Fan looked at the huge crowds of people and was a little stunned.

Although he already knew that his cheap father was going to make this bet bigger, this move was really too big.

How the hell does this compare to the various ball games in my previous life? This is a formation battle, not a ball game.

Even Chu Yan'er was a little surprised, she didn't expect it to be like this. But she quickly calmed down and looked at Jiang Fan on the opposite command platform with a complicated look.

On the main stage, the Emperor of Yan sat on a specially made dragon throne, with a group of court officials and several princes below him. The guards around him were the Imperial Guards.

Emperor Yan looked at Jiang Fan who was standing on the command platform on the left. There was expectation but also worry in his eyes.

Although he had great confidence in Jiang Fan, it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous when the time came.

If Jiang Fan messed up, he would also be embarrassed.

The ministers below had different expressions, but most of them were full of contempt and ridicule. Some people were whispering.

"Do you think the Eighth Prince can win?"

"Win? Are you kidding? He wants to win? Do you think he can win just because he has been staying in the barracks every day these days? I think he is just pretending."

"That's right. Don't forget who his opponent is? Chu Yan'er, she is the most extraordinary woman in the capital. No, she should be the most extraordinary woman in Dayan. Speaking of which, if Chu Yan'er had gone to answer the three questions asked by the Northern Mongolian envoy in the Golden Palace that day, she would definitely have been able to answer them, and even better than the Eighth Prince."

"Yes, I think so too. Speaking of which, I came here today to see someone make a fool of himself."

"Haha...right...we are here to see someone make a fool of himself...I wonder if the person above will be so angry that he will die..."

One of them turned around and glanced at Emperor Yan secretly, his face full of amusement.

The court officials who were talking looked at each other, their eyes full of gloating.

While people were discussing Jiang Fan here, several princes on the other side looked at Jiang Fan in front of the command platform and curled their lips in disdain.

There was a hint of viciousness in the eyes of the eldest prince Jiang Yi. If Jiang Fan lost today, even if his father was not disgusted with Jiang Fan, at least a seed of disgust would be planted in his father.