What did the rich people of Daming like in the past? Pretending to be Tibetan calligraphy and painting, followed by a group of scholars who claim to be literate people, babbling two sour sentences, the notes of Jiangnan scholars in the Ming and Qing dynasties do not record the ugly records of salt merchants. After fighting against these sour scholars' poems, it is a real silver wet catch, painting boats, listening to tunes, and staying in the gentle countryside at night, anyway, it's just one word, the fall of real chickens!

The upper class is still the benchmark for the lower class people, the upward and downward effects, and the social atmosphere is erosive, so it is no wonder that the north can't beat Jiannu, and the nose and face are swollen after being beaten by the mud-legged rogue army.

In contrast, let's take a look at the powerful dynasties in people's history, the Tang Dynasty played polo, the Romans watched gladiatorial matches, the Han Dynasty was a ranger fencing, the scholars shot salutes, and the Song Dynasty had a juju. By the way, when it comes to shooting salutes, Zhu Yuanzhang has changed its flavor again, in ancient times, he shot at the wine, but in the Ming Dynasty, he began to shoot and failed to appreciate the wine, so it's strange that he can be taken seriously.

Fortunately, after Mao Jue entered the Central Plains, this kind of hobby habit began to change dramatically, isn't it impossible to shoot arrows? The Dongjiang merchant gang directly built shooting halls in various places, using military flintlock guns, how many copper coins for a bullet, not only to shoot targets, but also to get more silver, but also to get special people to get wild beasts in the mountains for you to shoot.

Fully provoke the bloody and bloodthirsty desires of these rich people!

Anyway, during the decades that Mao Jue has been in power, he doesn't need to obey the people, and even one or two hundred years after him, the entire Ming Dynasty will be in an era of courage and exploration, and what he wants is bloody and adventurous spirit!

Along with shooting, there is also a revival of Keju, horse racing, basketball, field hunting and other sports, but the most popular among the rich is the racing car in front of you! After all, racing is not like shooting, a little bit can pick the feeling of taboos, and unlike Keju, anyone can play with a pig urine bubble, and it takes silver to play racing! A good horse costs a lot of money, and more importantly, this thing is also bloody and exciting enough!

Following the destruction of the No. 9 car hit the mountain, when crossing the slope, the bottom axle of the No. 6 carriage of the Taiyuan team did not pass the test, as the carriage fell heavily, the rear wheel was directly broken into two with a click, and the panicked driver pulled the reins and shook his tail violently, and the No. 5 car next to him was flattened by more than half, in the wind, with a click, the entire roof of the No. 2 car of the Daijun team, which was too lightweight, was lifted by the wind, hooking the racer and flying out like a parachute.

Sawdust flew, and in the stands, some people were full of excitement, banging their fists on the railing and scolding, and some people were even more proud, waving their fists like crazy.

A few sounds of water, the first lap of the corner was finished, the cruel elimination of the nine cars destroyed six taels, only the No. 1 car of Shenyang Wei remained, the No. 3 car of Jingshi Miyun and the No. 8 car of Shanxi Qi County are still chasing me.

Since the twelfth year of Chongzhen, racing has become popular in Liaodong, Shenyang Wei's luxury business drivers are obviously more experienced, the first lap did not drive the two racing horses to run at full strength, but fell behind to watch those reckless novices play bumper cars with each other, this second lap, are almost broken, the horses are gradually showing weakness, he suddenly accelerated in the corner, and suddenly left behind the Miyun car and Qixian car that were fiercely competing for the first place.

The driver is obviously also a Liaodong man, and may even be retired from the Liaodong Army, and the protective leather armor on his body is painted in the uniform of the Liaodong Army.

"Eat horse manure! Silly x! ”

Listening to this sarcasm, the two riders snorted viciously almost at the same time.

"Damn brute!"

Roaring, the two of them also reined fiercely at the same time.

"Driving !!"

However, the technology is really technology, stubbornly pressing the shortest left road, the Liaodong beard constantly drives the two horses left and right, so that his carriage body swings more than once, and the swing range of 45 degrees presses the back two cars without the slightest overtaking space.

However, this track is fair, when turning the second corner, the track suddenly tightened, and a loess threshold with two ends high and low in the middle suddenly appeared in the middle, and the bearded man could only give up pressing the left lane and move closer to the middle.

But seeing this gap, Qiao Leshan, the driver of the Qi County team, squeezed over without hesitation, seeing that he was about to hit the mountain in the next second, the bearded man couldn't help but show a sneer of disdain on his face.

But in the next second, his smile froze on his face, and suddenly, the carriage of the children of the Qixian merchant gang was one percent faster, and the horse's head deviated back before hitting the mountain, and he pressed half of his body by taking advantage of the short road, and the wheels crashed straight into his horse's legs.

In the creaking and creaking sound, a series of black smoke came out of the fierce friction between the left wheel axle and the ridge, and the Qixian rider triumphantly broke to the front.

However, there is a saying that Saion is not blessed, and when this young man waved his hands excitedly, in the creaking sound, the worn out hubcaps jumped out one after another, and the two wheels on the left fell off the body in turn.

"Oops, ay, a!!"

In the miserable scream, Qiao Leshan's body was crooked, and he pressed the right side, and the center of gravity shifted so that the car that lost the left wheel did not fall, but the left side was warped, but the control was lost, and the car could not be suppressed and left the left short track and deviated to the right.

It's so good to die, Li Huimei, who is watching with her blood boiling, is shouting excitedly with her little hand stretched out.

Subconsciously in order to increase her balance, Qiao Leshan grabbed the little girl's hand and dragged her into the carriage.

One person's scream became two people's, how could I not expect this, the woman's nature exploded, Li Huimei, who was thrown to the front seat, hugged her chest, ahhhh

Puff~

In order to protect and spoof the show, these rich grandchildren simply piled piles of soft horse manure on the corner, and in the crisp sound, the two of them were neatly planted upside down.

"Wow~~~"

What kind of woman's makeup is gone, she has a face full of flowers, she still opened her mouth and screamed just now, Li Huimei took a bite of Ma Xiangxiang solidly, disgusting, she almost didn't vomit out yesterday's dinner, and her face was full of flowers, pinching her neck and spitting out tears.

The kid on the side of the dead also got out, took off his hood, and asked with a concerned face: "Girl, are you okay woo woo woo woo ~ ~~"

Angrily pulling this bastard's hair, poof, Li Huimei directly planted his head upside down and inserted the radish into the dung heap, this time without helmet protection, he also ate a mouthful of solidity, and finally climbed out, and the young Qi County driver followed Li Huimei is neck together.

"Wow~~~~"

It's really called the national sport, a group of local tyrants in Huguang are there, the Beijing division that has just finished spring ploughing, and the third Daming racing competition has also kicked off, but compared to the local tyrants in Huguang, Mao Jue's event is much grander.

The venue is held in the royal garden of Xiangshan in the old days, a total of more than 100 teams from all over the country, more than 500 cars to participate, and compared with the small track, this race is more like an all-terrain rally, the participating carriages have to run the whole Xiangshan Highway 12.8 kilometers of the race area, during which it is not only asphalt roads, but also streams, jungles, rugged mountain roads, big turns, extreme test of endurance and technology of the runners.

Ordinary people can also participate in this competition, and every game sells lottery tickets, but the limit is made, and you can only buy one or two lottery tickets at most, and the team you buy wins, and you will pay silver according to the odds, and everyone will follow suit.

However, there is another important point that allows Mao Jue to be so active in holding events, which is that racing is really profitable! Hey!

Subjectively, the team not only runs, but also receives advertising endorsements, he Mao Jue is an emperor and can be regarded as a big star, the appearance fee is also screaming, objectively, the popularity of racing cars has made the damage rate of four-wheeled carriages in Beiming rise sharply, and car repair and car manufacturing have driven emerging industries, bringing employment rates, taking out the silver from the pockets of those local tyrants, and putting it into Mao Jue's pockets, forehead, into the pockets of ordinary people, everyone runs to a well-off together.

Even politically, there is an unexpected effect, the construction of the race carriage in these years needs to use good wood, where to produce good wood? Liaodong, Southeast Asia, New World! The forest resources of Liaodong have been swept by Mao Jue's pen and turned into a royal navy industry, if you want to exploit it, you can't do it, 205% of the tax will make you mentally retarded, then the New World timber business will become particularly attractive, attracting more people to go to the New World to pan for gold and invest.

It's a win!

No matter which year, the local tyrants are quite privileged, the common people have bought the lottery tickets, can only wait at the starting point and the end point, those who can afford to buy a thousand taels of silver tickets, is able to go to the center of the royal garden, built on the Xiangshan cliff overlooking the entire track, and the emperor on the same stage to watch the game, two thousand tickets out, and two million taels into the account, how can you not be rich!

At the observation deck and the starting point and the end point, reporters from the sports channel of the Imperial Capital Daily broadcast loudly with passionate voices.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Imperial Capital Daily Sports Channel brings you a wonderful report on the second session of the Imperial Carriage Rally, I am your old friend Mao Xiang, according to the news sent by the reporter in front, our honorable Emperor His Majesty has been wearing the Shenshan series of dragon costumes provided by the Tieshan Himalayan Garment Workshop on the rostrum, and behind him, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is wearing a python robe provided by the Jingshi Xiurenfang, and you can buy it on XXXXX Road with a simple commemorative model"

Just two throats, not to mention two sets of luxury goods, there are tens of thousands of taels of silver in the account, but unfortunately, Mao Xingjian just can't be happy, following behind Mao Jue, he muttered stupidly.

"Vulgar acts! Fishy silver! ”

On the other hand, Queen Chen Jiao stretched her little face depressedly, fortunately, Mao Jue was in a good mood, or very professional ethics, and did not have a battle between the emperor and the prince in front of the spokesperson!

Holding the binoculars and watching the cars in the distance getting ready, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a wave of excitement. Following the back of the concubine, the Spanish chick Cerita couldn't help but raise her binoculars excitedly, looked at the handsome and mighty racer, and sighed sincerely.

"It's spectacular!!"

(End of chapter)