939 Riding a horse, playing with tricks

Yes, the emperor was admonishing, or threatening Feng Qingchen. Throughout the conversation, he told Feng Qingchen that she must win, bring glory to the country, and not tarnish the reputation of the noble lady of Dongling.

Feng Qingchen cursed in his heart, but responded with a sincere and fearful expression.

Damn it… They clearly didn’t care about the competition between her and the Su family before, so why did this group escalate the matter to the national level? Now her win or loss is no longer a personal issue.

But, when could Feng Qingchen represent the Noble Lady of Dongling? Did the Emperor ask the Noble Lady of Dongling and her wishes?

Even if the noble lady of Dongling was willing to be represented by this notorious woman, she was unwilling to represent the noble lady of Dongling and be the mascot of Dongling. If she won, it would be national honor, and if she lost, she would lose her life.

The Ninth Prince was listening at the side, a faint smile on his cold face, full of sarcasm, and he glanced at the Emperor meaningfully.

The emperor saw that he had achieved the desired effect, so he waved his hand and said, "Let the competition begin!"

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, the concubines behind the screen finally smiled. A few of them had an unknown light in their eyes, but unfortunately the screen blocked their eyes. In addition, these women were the emperor's women, so no one would look at them straight in the eye to avoid any misunderstanding.

Feng Qingchen and Su Rou both used their own horses. The guards stepped forward and took Feng Qingchen and Su Rou to the competition venue. At the entrance, Feng Qingchen saw Zhai Dongming, who was dressed in armor, winking at her.

The general idea was to tell her not to worry, he was responsible for the safety of the horse farm, he had checked everything and there were no problems.

Feng Qingchen smiled back and didn't say that the real threat at the racecourse was Su Rou who was beside her, and it was useless to check again.

Seeing Su Rou's confident look, Feng Qingchen knew that Su Rou was confident in her hypnosis skills and believed that she would win this round. Thinking of the emperor's warning before the game started, Feng Qingchen smiled sarcastically.

It seemed that she had to win this competition, otherwise, the emperor would find a reason to blame her, and the Ninth Prince would definitely be the one who suffered. Since the Ninth Prince suffered a loss from the emperor, he would definitely ask her for revenge, so...

Su Rou, the future empress, I, Feng Qingchen, will definitely win this competition today!

At the starting line, Feng Qingchen and Su Rou mounted their horses almost at the same time under the command of the command flag. Seeing Su Rou's agility, Feng Qingchen knew that the other party's riding skills were also not bad.

Yes, if he is too weak and can still beat her, then everyone will be able to see that there is something fishy, ​​and Su Rou will lose face even if she wins.

There was no fancy preparation. The guards standing on the high tower just waved a command flag again. As the flag was raised, Feng Qingchen and Su Rou squeezed their horses' bellies and urged them to run.

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and the people in the stands could only see a cloud of dust rising. Feng Qingchen and Su Rou's figures had turned into two shadows.

"It's true that women are just as good as men." Seeing everyone chasing the two beautiful figures on the horse path, King Zhou thought he was exaggerating to liven up the atmosphere, but he didn't expect that his words were like a piece of paper thrown into the water, without even a ripple.

Prince Zhou looked at the Emperor, then at the Ninth Uncle, then he shrank aside obediently and said nothing more.

The smile in Wang Jinling's eyes remained unchanged. He took in everyone's expressions and no longer cared about the dark face of the Ninth Prince. His eyes were only focused on the dark shadows on the road.

When Feng Qingchen and Su Rou were competing, they were not running on the horse track in the training field, but on a horse racing track built along the mountain forest. It was usually used by the emperor for viewing. In other words, in order to increase the watchability, some obstacles would be set up on the horse track to please the emperor.

Of course, these obstacles are not fatal, they just add to the viewing experience and increase the difficulty. After all, the emperor has no intention of using the palace's racecourse to train cavalry.

Feng Qingchen and Su Rou ran about 500 meters before they encountered the first obstacle, an obstacle similar to a plum blossom pile.

Wooden stakes of varying heights, as thick as thighs, were densely driven into the ground, leaving gaps between them just wide enough for a horse's legs to pass through.

At this time, your horse-controlling skills will be tested. How to make the horse's front and back four legs step into the most appropriate position at the most appropriate time. Of course, speed is also very important. If you let the horse walk slowly, it will only waste time.

Su Rou was running in front. When she saw the stakes from afar, she slowed down, tightened the reins with both hands, leaned forward, put her arm around the horse's ear, and tried to comfort the steed.

Su Rou's horsemanship is really amazing. She quickly rode forward. Su Rou was very smart. She never let the horse's four limbs touch the ground at the same time. Instead, she tried to use the gaps to find the right position for the horse to put its feet and speed up as much as possible.

Su Rou's actions would definitely not affect her speed too much, but she forgot that the person who was competing with her in riding skills today was not a normal lady from a noble family. At least, she could not think of Feng Qingchen with the thoughts of a normal lady from a noble family.

When Su Rou's horse stepped into the first gap, Feng Qingchen rushed over without slowing down as everyone expected. When Feng Qingchen saw the obstacle in front of him, he raised his whip and hit her hard without blinking.

"Gee!" The horse suddenly accelerated, at least nearly twice as fast as the first half.

"What is Feng Qingchen going to do? It's still early. Even if she lags behind now, it doesn't matter." Although they were far apart, they were sitting high up. Although the tutor was not young, he could still tell who was who by their clothes.

"Feng Qingchen is crazy, that section of piles is at least 20 meters long, the horse can't jump over it at all."

"Trust Qingchen, she has her own considerations." Wang Jinling was also worried about Feng Qingchen, but he believed in Feng Qingchen more and believed that Feng Qingchen would not do anything rash.

In the stands, except for the emperor, everyone else's eyes were fixed on Feng Qingchen. Although the Ninth Prince did not say anything, one could tell from his expression that he was worried as well.

Those wooden stakes were of different heights and sizes. If Feng Qingchen stepped on any empty space, he would fall off his horse. When he fell on the wooden stakes, he would be seriously injured if not killed.

As the prince of Nanling, Nanling Jinxing could not say anything even if he was worried. He could only clench his fists tightly to suppress the tension and worry in his heart.

The concubines in the harem did not have these concerns. Although it was not nice for a woman to shout and scream, this was a racecourse and being too reserved would only make them look less heroic. So the concubines plucked up their courage and cheered for Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen could neither hear nor feel the cheers or the worries of the crowd. All her attention was focused on the wooden stake in front of her. When the horse accelerated forward, everyone only saw a shadow and a neighing sound.

The shadow first fell backwards, then suddenly fell forward, and then leaped up...

Just seeing these three phantoms, everyone was so nervous that their hearts seemed to be tightened. Their bodies leaned forward involuntarily and their buttocks left the seats without them knowing when.

They all wanted to know whether Feng Qingchen rushed through the wooden stakes or the horse's hooves stepped on empty air and Feng Qingchen fell off the horse...

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