Shipin Dalizheng

Before he could ask her how or when she got here, Rong Tang announced, "We're changing people and horses. Miss Feng is coming up."

The West Kunlun horse team was in an uproar. It was unbelievable that Dai Viet, a country with a traditionally conservative culture, actually sent a bald nun to compete in the horse racing competition.

Dayue couldn't accept it either, so both sides started arguing and both of them were looking for trouble with Rong Tang.

Rong Tang stiffened his neck and twisted it, even saying, "You guys in Western Kunlun pride yourselves on being bold and unrestrained, but how can you be so pedantic? Can't girls participate? She's one of our team. Are you afraid of her and that's why you're refusing her the opportunity to participate?"

Prince Yuli was speechless. In their minds, women were weak, but now she was a member of the opposing team, which did not harm West Kunlun, so his opposition was unreasonable.

After a moment of silence, he said, "There's an old saying in Dai Viet: victory is not fair!"

Rong Tang waved his hand, "This has nothing to do with you."

The opposition from Dai Viet was also fierce, mainly because the five men from West Kunlun looked like strong warriors, while their side was already weak, and with the addition of a woman, their chances of winning were even lower.

Moreover, the training ground was filled with Dai Yue men, and it was inappropriate to let a woman, especially a monk, go on the field.

The debate in the field finally attracted the attention of Emperor Xuanning, who sent He Daban to inquire about the situation.

He Daban asked, and soon returned to report, "Your Majesty, we are short of one person. The Earl of Jian'an met an acquaintance who said she was very powerful, so he wanted her to take over."

Emperor Xuan Ning knew that Rong Tang had many capable people under him. "Then take over. What are you arguing about?"

"Your Majesty, it's a girl, and a bald nun at that. The officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple are strongly opposed to it, saying it is an insult to civility."

Emperor Xuan Ning frowned. Although he believed in Rong Tang's ability, if this nun came to participate in the competition, it would be a joke. People would spread the rumor that the court had no one to rely on and let a monk show up in public.

While he was thinking, He Daban said again: "Jian'an Earl said that he is not a monk, but a local noble."

He leaned close to Emperor Xuanning and whispered, "This was conferred by the Southern Region. Your Majesty has not issued an edict to annul all titles in the Southern Region. This country gentleman has come a thousand miles to submit his services. I hope Your Majesty will approve."

Emperor Xuanning was just racking his brains to figure out which local gentleman had a bald head, but when he heard it was from the south, he fell silent.

"Go and announce the oral order. The rules do not prohibit women from participating. Allow it."

The main reason was that Emperor Xuan Ning still remembered what Rong Tang had said to him years ago: no matter whether they were men or women, young or old, as long as they could do the job, they would be used. This matter probably concerned Rong Tang's own fiancée, and he couldn't let himself down.

With the imperial decree, the matter is settled and the competition is about to begin.

Rong Tang quickly set a new order, and the five horses were ranked Feixue, Zhuiyun, Lingfeng, Xiaobai, and Ergouzi.

Nangong Jing and Zhuiyun were demoted from first in line to second in line. They couldn't say they didn't have any opinions, but seeing Zheng Jiuan pursed his lips and said nothing since the bald girl came, they knew there was some unknown trick going on. They suppressed their curiosity and waited until the end to dig out some gossip.

Feng Qingqing learned about Rong Tang's strategy and agreed with it very much. "The lower four horses against the upper four horses, the upper four horses against the middle four horses, and the middle four horses against the lower four horses. The overall view is very good."

Although she thought her Feixue was no worse than the opponent's Shangsi.

The official competition begins, with both teams standing outside the starting line, and agreeing to send one horse each to the field.

As agreed before, the West Kunlun side came out with one man and one horse. Rong Tang glanced at Amul and saw him making the number five behind the man.

This is the opponent's worst horse.

Rong Tang gestured to Zheng Jiuan, who was not awkward at all. He took a deep breath, walked proudly past the crowd, and stood at the starting line with the other party.

At the sound of the starting signal, the two horses rushed out like lightning, both exerting all their peak strength.

Rong Tang was aware of Zheng Jiuan's strength. If such a person appeared alone in an online novel, he should be the unique male protagonist. But there were Nangong Jing and Zheng Changzhi in Shangjing, so he became one of them.

But after watching a game, he found that although he knew Zheng Jiuan better, he really didn't understand Xi Kunlun, what was a nation on horseback, and what was a top-level war horse.

The fierce and dangerous fight lasted for an incense stick. Zheng Jiuan tried his best, but he was only one head ahead of his opponent. At the finish line, the opponent was obviously not convinced, because one more lap and Zheng Jiuan's horse's endurance would be exhausted.

After narrowly winning the first game, the Da Yue side cheered loudly, completely unaware of the heavy mood of Rong Tang and others.

This is a competition between two leading teams, which is almost a draw. If you are not careful, you will lose.

Prince Yu Li was also watching nervously. The horses from Dayue were not top-tier war horses, but they were all famous horses picked from thousands of miles away. In terms of speed and explosive power, they were no worse than their horses.

He stretched out his hand to summon the host of the event, the Minister of Rites, who started chattering.

The Minister of Rites said with a bitter face, "Prince Yuli requested to increase the number of laps."

This shows that their horses have the disadvantage of being able to accelerate quickly in a short period of time but having poor endurance for a long time. But if they don't agree, they will seem guilty.

"Since he has made a request, I also reserve the right to make a condition."

This can be considered as an agreement.

The second person to appear on the West Kunlun side was the fourth one. According to the order, it was Nangong Jing's turn to play.

Nangong Jing is the oldest among the royal children of this generation. He is two years older than Emperor Xuanning's eldest princess. In terms of martial arts and talent, he is also ahead of the princes. It is said that Emperor Xuanning once implicitly expressed that it was a pity that he was not a prince.

In other words, if he was Emperor Xuanning's biological son, the position of crown prince would have been decided long ago.

As Nangong Jing stepped out of the group, Emperor Xuanning couldn't help but smile and chatted with Prince Han, who was sitting beside him, "Jing'er is the best among the brothers."

He didn't care at all about what his own sons felt behind him.

Prince Han glanced casually at the princes who hung their heads and said nothing. Apart from anything else, his Jing'er's courage was much stronger than that of these pampered guys. It was obvious who was better.

It was originally scheduled for two laps, but now it is four laps. Nangong Jing, the second-ranked horse, showed signs of fatigue at the beginning of the fourth lap. His original lead of two lengths was gradually caught up, and he finally fell behind by three lengths and lost the second race.

The West Kunlun faction shouted loudly, and Prince Yuli smiled. Could it be that he didn't see it? The two horses Rong Tang sent out were both excellent, using a good horse against his inferior horse. It seemed that he had won an early victory, but in fact, it was worse later.

Your own horse is getting stronger and stronger, while the opponent's horse is getting worse and worse. What kind of smart person is this?

Nangong Jing walked back pounding his fists. He lost and felt very aggrieved. He even wanted to hit someone.

Rong Tang was also scratching his chin. He lost the game that he thought he could win. How could he continue playing?

Feng asked softly, "Is it my turn?"

If the other team had a third place, it would have been her turn. However, the one from West Kunlun, Amul, had a two.

That's number two.

Zheng Changning had no choice but to go on stage, because he and Rong Tang had been arranged before and were the victims of the situation where the four horses were below and the four horses were above.

As expected, he also lost, but while he was running, the opponent unexpectedly attacked him, and Zheng Changning was almost knocked off his horse. Fortunately, he had some real skills and narrowly avoided it.

As a result, his horse slowed down for half a lap, and after reaching the finish line, he protested against the West Kunlun team's foul.

The other party said arrogantly: "The horse farm is like a battlefield, do you think this is just a game?"

Zheng Changning was speechless. He dodged in time and was not injured. Strictly speaking, the opponent did not commit any foul.

Rong Tang touched his hair bun and said, "In this case, just do it gently. You know what to do!"

Feng Qingqing: "Of course."