Chapter 151: Song Che Horse Race

Five watches the next day.

Song Che came to the palace early and fed the horses with good forage with the groom.

The horses of the King of Anyang are really not bad, each side by side with people, vigorous muscles, rough mane, in this era without engines, they are undoubtedly land flyers.

The three best horses in the palace:

The high-grade Dawan horse, known as "General Shenwei".

Medium Dijon horse, known as "Urgent Pioneer".

The inferior Xiqiang horse, known as "Desperate Saburo".

When the horses are full, the groom will bring the saddle, according to the rules of the game, upper, middle and lower three, respectively, wearing red, yellow and green saddles, competing for speed at the same level.

"Wait, I'm going to change the order of the saddle - General Kamui wears yellow, Desperate Saburo wears green, and Rush Vanguard wears red."

Inferior horses against superior horses, medium horses against inferior horses, superior horses against medium horses, this is the soldier's Yasheng Sun Bin Mr. Clever plan, the principle is to play to the strengths and avoid the weaknesses, surprises.

The groom didn't ask much, and only did as Song Che said.

When everything was ready, it was already dawn, the princess's car was ready, and the group rushed to the south racecourse of the city with great expectations.

Before arriving at the horse farm, I heard the sound of rolling hooves, and groups of mighty and majestic soldiers rode their horses and whipped and galloped on the boundless plain.

The wind blows, the horses trample on the earth, and the dust flies!

"Phew!"

A middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and a jade belt wrapped around his waist stopped in front of the princess's car in a hurry, and because it came too suddenly, the carriage staggered for a while.

"Oh? It's really strange today, are the younger siblings who have always been out of the door also here? The middle-aged man stared at the carriage.

He called the princess his younger brother and sister, and it should be Zhao Sui, the crown prince of the dynasty.

Han Xiang's voice came from inside the carriage: "There are many men on the field, and it is inconvenient for the concubines to show up, so please forgive the prince." ”

At this time, seven or eight more horses came out of the racecourse, all of whom were young men in their twenties and thirties, and there were one or two hundred richly dressed sons and brothers gathered around the racecourse, most of whom were princelings.

"I heard that the second brother seized a few superb BMWs from Dijon, could it be these three?" A sturdy young man who looked quite similar to Zhao Sui pointed to the three horses led by Song Che in front of the princess's car, with great contempt.

Song Che smiled: "Exactly." Our three BMWs are called 'Optimus Prime', 'Megatron', and 'Iron Armor'. ”

"Hahaha......"

The princelings all laughed.

"Second brother, can't even afford to hire a staff member? Take these unpleasant names. ”

Zhao Sui unabashedly ridiculed, stroked the red mane of the horse under his crotch, and said proudly: "This is the prince's superior horse 'Wanli King Kong', 'chasing the wind for eight hundred miles, not taking a breath', the first divine horse in the world." ”

"This is the eldest brother's second-class horse, 'General Thunderbolt', brave and invincible, the dragon and phoenix among the horses!"

"This is the prince's third-class horse 'White Robe Tai Sui', a combination of rigidity and softness, a gentleman among horses!"

At a glance at Chad, they are really good horses, full of spirit, and majestic.

Song Che said with a smile: "Horse racing is about speed, not about fighting for a loud name, which is stronger and which is weak, you will see when you go to the racecourse." ”

"Hmph, what an arrogant pawn, and watch my BMW dump you halfway!" Zhao Sui beckoned and led a group of sons and brothers into the racecourse first.

Song Che led the horse to follow, and asked Lin Yue on the side: "Who are those followers next to the prince?" You know. ”

Lin Yue pointed to the people in front of him, "The person who rode side by side with the prince is his half-brother, Zhao Ji, the sixth prince; Riding a third-class horse was Zou Youwen, the deputy envoy of Taichang Temple; The blue-robed man who followed in the last row was Jia Chun, the second godson of Master Jia;

Since it is a horse race, there is a gambling game, Jia Chun happens to be the owner of the 'Heyang Casino', before the start of the game, all the spectators can find him to bet;

Except for these three people, I don't know the others, but most of them are the magnates of Luoyang City, after all, the prince is the prince of Daliang, and sooner or later he will inherit the unification, and there is naturally no shortage of people around him. ”

"Deputy envoy of Taichang Temple? Is his official son very big? can accompany the prince. ”

The one called "Zou Youwen" has glanced back at Lin Yue more than once, and there is still a little ambiguity and playfulness in his eyes.

Lin Yue said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Rites has jurisdiction over Taichang Temple, and Taichang Temple has a discipline department, court etiquette, geisha singing and dancing, all of which are in charge of him, and the deputy envoy of Taichang Temple is just a six-rank official. ”

I see...... The prince has Zou Youwen, and the pillow changes new people every night.

The racecourse is an oval circle, with a total length of about three miles, and is blocked by a fence, so that the audience can watch from the fence; There is a high platform at the starting point, supporting the canopy, setting up tables and chairs, and placing melons and fruits, which are exclusively for the princes and nobles to enjoy their seats;

The horse race is ridden by one person, starting from the starting point, and the first to return to the finish line wins;

The princess's car stopped at the side of the stands, only half rolled up the curtains, and watched with the little county lord through the window, the prince and his henchmen went up to the high platform, Jia Chun set up a point under the stage to open, and hundreds of sons and brothers who came to see the game bet on Bo one after another. and the bets are not low.

"There is still a quarter of an hour before the start of the game, Heyang Casino is betting quickly, and those who haven't bet yet!"

Jia Chun spread a piece of rice paper on the table, and planned seven or eight kinds of games in a table, including a single game, a full game, a victory or a defeat, and even a gap between the two sides.

The probability of the prince winning is large, and the odds are particularly low, often one hundred taels can only accompany ten taels, and then deduct the gambling house commission, almost nothing to earn.

Therefore, everyone did not choose to buy the winner, but bet the silver on the gap.

Princess Han made a small bet of one hundred taels, the little county lord gave twenty taels of New Year's money, Lin Yue took out three hundred taels, and Song Che himself also had three hundred taels, a total of seven hundred and twenty taels.

Song Che came to the table and first observed the probability:

If the bet on Anyang King wins, the odds are seven times.

If you bet on a single game to win, the odds are quadruple.

If you win all three games at the same time, the odds are 15 times.

The prince's horses are very strong, and the inferior horses are not necessarily slower than the medium horses of the king of Anyang.

In Song Che's view, it doesn't matter if you win or lose this horse race, what matters is how to make a steady profit and maximize your benefits.

"If you lead the horse, you don't have to think about it, your family will lose this horse race!"

"I have seen the prince's 'King Kong' with my own eyes, and it is okay to throw your horse twenty or thirty feet!"

"What's crooked? I have my own betting methods, do I need you to teach me? ”

The crown prince has a high winning rate, and the odds are often very low, so if you want to make more money, you must place a heavy bet. These sons and brothers are undoubtedly a group of gambling dogs, with two of the three or five hundred in the majority, and seven or eight hundred taels in the majority.

"In the first game, I single-handedly pressed a hundred taels of gaps, and Wanli King Kong was better than Ironclad Xiaobao fifty zhang!" Song Che threw down two silver ingots first.

There is no doubt that King Kong wins the iron armor Xiaobao, judging from the odds table, winning ten zhang, one hundred and forty; Win 20 zhang, the loss is double; Win 30 zhang, lose three times; If you win more than 50 zhang, the payout will be seven times;

Most of the people who press the gap in a single game are in the two gears of winning 20 zhang to 30 zhang.

"You're not confident in your own fine horses, are you? Even if you pick a sturdy horse from the barracks, you can't be thrown off fifty zhang within three miles! ”

Those who question it, how will they know that Song Che's iron-clad Xiaobao is actually an inferior horse, why can't he be thrown off fifty zhang?

Hmph, those who blindly follow the trend are waiting to lose money!