After finishing his grand opening remarks, Shang Xiche drew his bow and fired the gong.
The gong sounded, and the horn blared.
A gentle breeze blew across the hunting grounds, and banners fluttered in the breeze.
The men from all the families mounted their horses in unison, and almost simultaneously spurred their horses forward like swords piercing the void.
Shang Xiye leaped onto Ghost Face, his elegant blue outfit accentuating his tall and noble figure. Ghost Face beneath him had dark, glossy fur that looked like satin, and was exceptionally fierce, adding to his heroic spirit.
Beneath the mask, his thin lips were slightly pursed, revealing a resolute expression; his delicate chin and jade-like skin made him a dazzling and unparalleled man.
Master's appearance is simply unmatched!
Ji Fengyao was in a great mood. She lifted her skirt and jumped up to the Ghost Face's feet, shouting, "Your Highness, Your Highness, take me with you! I want to go too!"
Wuying and Wuhen, who had just mounted the Iron Wolf Riders: "..."
The people nearby: "..."
No way, this is a serious summer hunt, a royal event, not some game played behind closed doors.
However.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shang Xiye lowered his noble posture, extended his right hand—which he always kept at arm's length—to the uncouth and ill-mannered bandit, then tightly grasped the bandit's small hand, lifted her up, and pulled her into his arms.
In an instant, everyone in the hunting grounds was stunned.
This is fucking...
I've never seen anything like this before!
They would never have imagined that the God of War, King Jiu, would one day ride his warhorse with a woman—no, no, with a female bandit—his most treasured warhorse!
"Keep up!"
With a low shout, Shang Xiye's Ghost Face instantly accelerated, chasing after the group of people who had set off ahead like a gust of wind.
Wuying and Wuhen followed closely behind on their Iron Wolf Riders.
The four men, three on horseback, made a late but decisive move and quickly caught up with the group that had set off earlier.
Cattle, sheep, and horses are naturally afraid of wild beasts. As soon as Shang Xiye and Wuying and Wuhen's mounts approached, several horses in the herd in front of them immediately went limp with fright. Their hooves buckled, their bodies lurched forward, and they threw their riders off their backs.
"This is outrageous!"
"What's the point of competing anymore? This hunt is impossible!"
"It's just a hunt, yet the Ninth Prince used warhorses; he's cheating!"
Those civil officials who were not good at horsemanship and barely managed to climb onto the horse's back fell so hard that their bones almost broke and their fragile hearts shattered. They almost sobbed as they landed, running back to the not-so-distant starting point with tears streaming down their faces, and then whimpered to Shang Xiche.
Shang Xiche had anticipated this outcome the moment he saw the ghost mask appear, hence the bulging veins on his forehead.
But what could he say?
The ancestral rules only state that each person may provide their own mount or choose a mount from the Royal Horse Ranch; they do not say that war mounts are not allowed!
Besides, that masked creature is a war steed on the battlefield;
But in private, whenever the Ninth Prince needed to ride a horse, he only rode Ghost Mask!
"Forget it, none of you ministers are skilled in riding and archery, why bother competing with them? Let's go back and rest and wait for the results." Shang Xiche rubbed his forehead inwardly, and when he thought of his forehead, he wanted to reach out and scratch his face, which felt like it was being gnawed by ants. He was extremely annoyed. "Someone, give each of you a jar of the Hundred Flowers Wine from the Southern Region Imperial Supply."
Chen Ting, who was also thrown off the horse with its legs buckled, was speechless.
And the other military officers brought by Chen Ting: "...
Thinking of his father, Duke Chen, and his two elder brothers' plans, Chen Ting's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
Your Majesty, do you know that the Ninth Prince did it on purpose?
Otherwise, why would so many people remain in power, while he managed to scare away all those who wanted to trap him?
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