Mother, I have returned to the throne.

If you want to give me a gift so much, I won’t refuse it!

Song Yuan had long heard of the value of barbarian war horses.

He was just a left minister, but the horse he rode was worth a hundred gold coins.

What's more, the good horses of the barbarians are rare in the world.

It is definitely worth its weight in gold!

Plus, as the saying goes, BMW is for heroes!

Back then, even a hero like Lu Bu was moved when he saw Diao Chan... and Red Hare.

These war horses are more precious than gold.

If I just take it out casually, I wonder how much loyalty I can gain?

"Okay, I promise you!" With such benefits, Song Yuan no longer refused.

Just kidding, the empire became famous and recovered lost territory.

This is a name!

Fifty good horses are worth ten thousand pieces of gold.

This is profit!

Under normal circumstances, Song Yuan would probably have no chance of gaining both fame and fortune.

How could he miss such an opportunity?

Of course, they will fleece the high priest as much as possible!

"Yuan'er..." Seeing the two of them talking back and forth, the ridiculous bet was actually happening again.

Song Youji couldn't help but speak out, feeling that Song Yuan was a little too arrogant!

Originally, we just needed to apply pressure and not worry about him refusing to pay.

Is it really that big of a deal for my silly son to change his mind just for a mere ten thousand dollars?

"Father, I think since we're going to gamble, we might as well go for the big one!"

Song Youji subconsciously stood up with a look of refusal in mind.

But who would have thought?

This time, before Song Yuan could speak, someone actually joined in!

It was the third prince Song Qi who stepped forward at the critical moment.

Originally, seeing Song Yuan stealing the show, Song Qi secretly clenched his fists, with murderous intent in his heart.

I wish I could cut my elder brother into pieces!

Now, things have finally taken a turn for the better.

This time the high priest took action personally, and Song Yuan’s chance of winning was less than 10%.

If he loses, it will be equivalent to handing over a great opportunity to someone else. At that time, Song Youji will definitely be angry about it, and he still has a chance to get back at them.

"Father, think carefully. If there is no talk of peace, even if the barbarians give up their lost territory, won't there be a chance to fight them back?"

"I think that adding another three years is the only way to be safe. Otherwise, I'm afraid that this great land of ours will be taken away today and then tomorrow!"

Song Qi is eloquent.

In just a few words, fame changed Song Youji's mentality.

Yup!

The current Qin Dynasty is no match for the barbarians.

Isn't it because I know this that I don't dare to send troops on my own?

If Song Yuan could really win again, he would have to increase the stakes in the previous bet!

With three years as a buffer, recovering the lost territory will be truly foolproof.

"Yuan'er, let me ask you, are you sure?"

Think carefully.

Song Youji could only place all his hopes on Song Yuan.

Seeing Song Yuan nod, his eyes were sharp.

Song Youji then gave up his original insistence and waved his hand.

"Since the High Priest is so confident and has said this, if our Great Qin still doesn't dare to accept the challenge, won't it become a laughing stock?"

"Come here, bring some writing brush and ink. Have the high priest write down the terms of the bet himself. Once it's in writing, the bet between the two of you can begin!"

At the banquet.

Following Song Youji's order, the palace maids and eunuchs came forward and placed the four treasures of the study in front of Bulma.

Bulma picked up his pen and wrote down what he had said before.

When Song Yuan saw this scene, he almost laughed out loud in his heart!

This isn't an enemy at all; this is clearly the God of Wealth!

They gave away land and money.

Even if they are relatives or friends, they wouldn't help like this, right?

Song Yuan wished he could go up and shake hands with Bulma, and thank the high priest for his generosity and kindness.

If one day he could lead an army of millions to fight against the imperial court,

The high priest can also be considered an angel investor.

When the time comes, I must toast him a glass of wine!

"let's start!"

Finally, Bulma finished writing the bet, both parties pressed their fingerprints, and the ceremony was completed!

The high priest walked slowly forward to the chessboard, with a domineering look in his eyes!

In this game of Go, he is the king!

"High Priest, let's put it this way. Previously, it was always my people from the Great Qin who went first. Since we lost to you barbarians last time, this time you should go first!"

Song Yuan was too lazy to argue with the high priest, so he turned the chessboard around while speaking.

In this way, whoever takes action first will gain the upper hand.

No matter how much the high priest wanted to find an excuse, he couldn't use it as a condition. This seemingly unintentional move completely blocked the high priest's way back!

Only the high priest was unaware of this, and instead his face lit up with joy.

"Your Highness, then I will refuse and be disrespectful!"

Before making a move, Bulma learned from the last lesson and did not take the initiative to attack, but instead switched to defense.

He sent out his soldiers first, so that while defending, he could also leave enough space for the general's flag to move!

The so-called double-headed cannon has become a complete joke!

"Let me see!"

Song Yuan touched his chin and instantly guessed Bulma's thoughts.

If you want to play, then I will play with you!

I'd like to see if you can easily resolve each of my moves once a stalemate is formed?

This chessboard is like a big net, and Song Yuan officially begins to weave his own trap at this moment!

clap clap clap...

For a moment, the two masters attacked repeatedly, showing their ability to deploy troops in a small space.

Take one step and plan your strategy.

For a while, the fight was so fierce that it was hard to tell who would win!

"Did he win? Can the eldest prince win?"

"I think it's a close call. Don't forget, chess isn't all about fighting and killing. The previous incident was the best example. Bulma is very familiar with chess after all, so I'm afraid she'll be in trouble!"

"Why do you have to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige? Even if the eldest prince is incompetent, can you take the steps he took earlier? I think the eldest prince has the demeanor of a great general. Look at his every move, calm and steady, and every move is a resounding one. I think the eldest prince will be the final winner!"

While everyone was discussing, the situation on the chessboard was changing rapidly.

The fight between the two has really reached a fever pitch!

High Priest Bulma suddenly jumped out with his cannon and captured Song Yuan's elephant.

Song Yuan showed no sign of weakness. He jumped over his horse and knocked down one of Bulma's cannons.

For a while, the two were inseparable!

However, as time went by, differences gradually emerged in their performance.

Song Yuan's chess playing speed is exactly the same as before. Bulma usually makes the first move, followed by Song Yuan.

The whole game of chess seemed extremely casual, as if it had not been thought about at all!

Look at Bulma's actions again.

From the initial calmness, it gradually turned into hesitation.

Especially when Song Yuan set up his own formation on the chessboard, Bulma's brows were furrowed even more.

He held the chess piece in his hand for a long time without moving, and the veins on his forehead wrinkled, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.

Deep in thought, Bulma tightly gripped the chess piece in her hand. After a long moment of deliberation, she made her move.

Won!

It’s just that Bulma’s struggle is a joke!

In his previous life, he claimed to be invincible in the park. I don’t know how many chess masters were almost defeated by his moves!

For Bulma now, one wrong move will lead to her defeat!

Song Yuan held the horse and let it go gently!

He said softly while eating a piece of rice.

"General, High Priest, you lose!"