35 Throw me some money
Huo Yan: I will miss my uncle too.
Not long after the steward left, the song and dance performance prepared by Li Yannian and his men began in the middle of the horse farm amidst the huge crowd.
This time, Liu Che only brought Wei Zifu with him. People had heard of Lady Wei for a long time, and many people were secretly watching her.
It was the first time that Wei Zifu met so many people. She was nervous. She clenched and unclenched her fair hands nervously, and finally straightened the corners of her lips and put on a dignified posture.
She already has the demeanor of a mother of a country.
Huo Yan sat obediently beside Wei Zifu, pretending to eat the snacks she fed him to block some of her gaze. Then he slowly lay on her lap and said, "Auntie, my brother will be the first to go on stage soon. I want to bet on him to win. Auntie, will you join me in the bet?"
Wei Zifu smiled immediately, her eyes softening, and lightly touched his forehead.
"Your brother is already on stage, and you're still acting like an idiot."
Huo Yan snorted, "I haven't seen my aunt for a long time. I want to stay with her."
He originally wanted to act coquettishly, but as soon as Li Yannian started singing, Wei Zifu no longer had time to pay attention to him.
Because this time there were no beauties with unique appearances or singers with gentle voices, Li Yannian did not play the usual court music, but rather military music, with a deep, powerful sound and a high tune that made one's blood boil.
The performers who came on stage were strong and powerful, with half of their bodies naked. They punched hard and each punch was powerful, and it felt like they had stepped into a battlefield.
The song "Song of the Elephant King" livened up the atmosphere.
As the tune became increasingly passionate, a monkey wearing golden armor and a phoenix-wing purple-gold crown on its head appeared. Everyone recognized it as the Monkey King, and many young children began to cheer.
In an instant, powerful man-made wind, rain, thunder and lightning came crashing down.
The sound of huge drums and the crisp sound of wooden hammers hitting metal objects such as bronze bells and gongs mixed together to create the roar of thunder.
In the center, a fierce wind blew. The Monkey King waved his staff to fight back. Behind him, the performers continued to shake their fists in the thunderstorm, undaunted. Many people were moved by the music and cheered along!
Human beings always applaud those who are not afraid of fate.
There was another flash of lightning and thunder, and for a moment, ghostly shadows were wandering on the huge screen, with smoke and fog everywhere, and the sound of drums was low. The sharp whistle, dull drum beats and irregular sound of bamboo colliding were intertwined together, forming this ghostly underworld.
Wei Zifu hugged Huo Yan tightly, saying "don't be afraid" all the time, for fear that he would be scared.
Huo Yan nestled in her arms, his eyes involuntarily looking at Wei Shaoer who was in the same tent with Chen Zhang. She was held in Chen Zhang's arms, smiling gently.
Huo Yan also smiled, then quickly looked away.
When Liu Che first saw him, he felt as if he had entered the underworld. He pulled Wei Qing aside and said that at that time, the little boy, now in Zifu's arms, was the one who laughed the loudest. If Qu Bing hadn't been unable to bear it and pulled him aside, he would probably have laughed his teeth off.
So what is Huo Xiaoyan, this ghostly guy, afraid of? Is he afraid that he didn't scare people? He also wants his wife to hold him every day. How old is he, but he still acts like a child.
When I was his age, when I was his age, never mind, his uncle was already an adult when he was his age!
As he thought this, he took the little brat who loved to act coquettishly towards Zifu and the others from Wei Zifu's arms and held him in his arms. Sure enough, the brat's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book. With his usual irritating double-faced expression, he stretched out his claws to eat the juice that Zifu had poured for him, and while eating, he said sarcastically, "Uncle, I drank it, you won't be angry, will you?"
Liu Che looked at him like a dog, as if he was looking in the mirror, and felt a slight stomachache.
"I am not angry, my little Ah Yan."
Huo Yan blinked his big eyes, deliberately trying to annoy him, and put on a fake smile, revealing eight sparkling teeth.
"I like my uncle the most. Can you let me vote for my brother alone for a while?"
This sentence amused Liu Che, and he began to knead the dough with his hands.
"Little Ayan, you really like eating alone!"
Huo Yan dodged by turning his head, rolled to the ground, and landed next to Wei Zifu, making a face at Liu Che.
"Uncle, I can finish it!"
Wei Zifu didn't quite understand, but she smiled with her bright eyes.
"Ayan, eat as much as you can!"
Liu Che touched his chin. He missed little Ayan now. At that time, the boy’s smile was not so creepy.
"I don't know where you learned this rascally behavior from. I kind of miss the time when you were so weak."
Huo Yan showed a perfect smile with eight shining teeth.
"My uncle misses me, and I will miss him too."
[Ayan looks like Tetsuko.]
[This sounds like a dying pig.]
[This evolution was truly caused by you.]
[Thinking back to those days, Ah Yan was still a red-faced kid who would be at a loss when faced with other people’s kindness.]
[Alas, Your Majesty, things have changed.]
[If you ask for less money, Yan won't develop abnormally.]
[It's all your fault. Now, except for my brother and the others, Yan only gives fake smiles to everyone, like a fake face.]
[People who watch this will have a stomachache.]
[In June, the Mayi plot, Ah Yan wanted to control the ball and then lure these nobles into paying.]
[He just likes to make a killing.]
[Ayan doesn’t cheat people who have no money, hhh.]
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Liu Che laughed angrily, stood up and pinched his little face, pulling it left and right, kneading and pinching it, and said lazily, "Ayan likes me, so let me and you torture each other."
Huo Yan slapped his dog paws away, covering his little face which was pinched red. His pair of dark almond-shaped eyes like black pearls looked at Wei Zifu beside him with tears in them. He didn't say anything, just sniffed, lowered his head to look at his white and tender little hands, and felt dizzy and about to cry, which made Wei Zifu quickly hug him in her arms, calling him "good boy".
Huo Yan nestled in Wei Zifu's arms, frowned handsomely, and said disdainfully, "Aunt, I'm still young and don't want to be tortured by my uncle."
Liu Che laughed loudly. The more disgusted he was, the closer he got.
"Doesn't Ah Yan like me?"
Huo Yan ran out without saying a word, looking aggrieved as if he had been bullied.
Wei Zifu's heart softened. She frowned as she looked at the man who was laughing beside her and said softly, "Your Majesty, Ah Yan is still young. Please give way to him. He has already run away out of grievance."
Liu Che lazily opened his eyes and hummed in dissatisfaction, "Don't worry, that guy is a fox, he was just pretending just now. Just watch, the whole world is wronged, but he can't let himself be wronged. He just feels bored here and wants to go out to find a disease, and he even pretended to be in trouble, thinking that I can't see it."
The words were spoken with disdain, but the tone was full of doting.
He paused and blinked his narrow and noble left eye at Wei Zifu. He had a high nose bridge, red lips and green hair. He leaned lazily on the couch, supporting his forehead with his slender fingers. He looked more like a fox than Huo Yan.
"Zifu, wait a moment. This kid came back to me happily."
Wei Zifu's face suddenly turned red and she replied yes.
Liu Che's smile became more and more seductive.
As expected, as soon as Huo Yanfu came out and joined the crowd queuing up behind him waiting to enter, he felt comfortable all over.
Make trouble! Make trouble!
Li Yannian had somehow left the center of the horse farm. He appeared in the waiting area with the steward. The tune suddenly became louder, evoking endless heroic spirit, as if leading everyone into this battle of war.
In the middle of the racecourse.
The sound of a flute and the rumbling sound of horse hooves broke through the air.
More than a dozen tall horses broke through the shadows and filed out.
The cavalrymen who were originally performing the show jumped onto their horses, and the horses were arranged on both sides in red and blue. Light shone on the covered faces of each cavalryman, and the haze disappeared in an instant.
Colorful flags fluttered around the racecourse as boundary markers, making fluttering sounds. There was a goal at each end of the racecourse.
Both sides are ready to go.
The horses seemed to sense the tense atmosphere and kept paddling their hooves and snorting.
At this time, Liu Che rode a white horse with golden reins and jade bridle and slowly walked into the center of the arena with one hand.
In his hand he held a polo ball made of carefully selected hardwood, polished to an extremely smooth surface.
He threw the polo ball, left the stable, and unveiled the red cloth in front of the big tent. A box of gold was placed in the middle, so bright that it dazzled the eyes.
"Whoever wins gets the reward."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh at Liu Che's generosity.
As soon as Liu Che finished speaking, the steward blew the whistle.
In an instant, the sound of horse hooves rang out like thunder.
The cavalrymen rushed towards the polo field in the center of the field like arrows.
A rider in blue took the lead, leaned over, raised the club in his hand, and swung it hard. With a "snap", the polo ball was hit and flew out, raising a small cloud of dust behind him.
The game officially kicked off with this goal.
Huo Yan checked the condition of Huo Qubing's pony before returning to the tent. Seeing Liu Che showing off to Wei Zifu, he felt embarrassed.
If this person wasn't so noisy, he wouldn't have given him this pretentious act!
It’s really unbearable to watch!
"Uncle, place your bet now. Bet on the blue team."
Liu Che took off the ring on his hand, which was worth thousands of gold and symbolized his authority, and handed it to him. Wei Zifu also took off the hairpin made of Kunshan jade inlaid with rubies that Liu Che had given her when she was conferred the title of Master, and handed it to him with a smile.
The stakes are high enough.
Huo Yan took it with both hands, added the jade pendant given to him by Liu Che, and placed it on the red silk laid out by the servant in front of the tent.
The steward stood behind a table opposite, on which were paper signs with the names of the participating teams, and shouted out the rules and odds of the competition.
Gambling was not banned during the Han Dynasty, and betting on Cuju was commonplace.
When Huo Yan passed by there, there were crowds of people and many of them were already gambling.
These noble young men dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes and their group of servants could make a lot of money by just throwing a few golden pills.
They have always been impatient, and their families just let them play.
The truly experienced nobles all squinted their eyes and waited for the big tent, waiting to see what the emperor would give before they could place their bets with confidence.
Only after the servants had carried the gambling money given by Liu Che around the field did they relax and carefully observe the riders and horses about to compete, throwing their jeweled gold balls.
Big shots naturally throw more money to show off their status.
The little people even want to spend more so that they can show their face in front of Liu Che and the big people.
In a short while, two mountains of gold piled up around the manager, and the red team that chose Wei Qing was obviously inferior.
Huo Yan calculated that no matter whether he won or lost, the dealer would take the 40% profit, and if he won in a while, he would get the gambling money, and his eyes narrowed with smiles.
Hehe, so this is what it feels like to let others explode gold coins. It feels so good.
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