After failing the imperial examination, he began to wield immense power after entering the palace!

About half an hour later.

The carriage stopped in front of a spacious horse ranch.

The horse ranch was extremely large, covering several miles in circumference, and surrounded by a wooden fence.

The ground inside is covered with yellow sand, and the track is flat. It is the largest royal horse farm in Beijing.

This place is unusually lively today.

The sons of powerful and wealthy families gathered, men and women, numbering at least a hundred.

The young gentlemen were dressed in magnificent riding attire, with jade belts around their waists and riding boots on their feet, each one looking dashing and heroic.

The young ladies, dressed in brightly colored riding outfits, wearing small hats and holding riding whips, gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

In the center of the racecourse, a high platform was erected, adorned with colorful ribbons and lanterns, clearly serving as the organizer's grandstand.

Princess Anle's carriage caused a commotion as soon as it arrived.

"Princess Anle has arrived!"

"Look, the Seventh Prince is here!"

"Seventh Prince looks so beautiful today..."

A group of young gentlemen immediately surrounded him, their faces beaming with smiles, vying to curry favor with him.

"Your Highness looks radiant today!"

"Is Your Highness here to participate in the equestrian competition?"

"If Your Highness wishes to ride a horse, I am willing to lead it for you..."

Flattery and sycophancy rose and fell.

Princess Anle stepped down from the carriage, glanced at the people, and remained expressionless.

She simply hummed in agreement and strode towards the horse farm.

He didn't even give a second glance to those privileged children who fawned over him.

The young masters followed behind sheepishly, but dared not utter a single complaint.

Li Fan followed behind Princess Anle, his expression unchanged.

In the center of the racecourse.

A group of people were gathered around a horse, discussing it animatedly.

The horse was fiery red all over, with a mane like flames, long and powerful limbs, and clearly defined muscles.

His eyes were bright and piercing, revealing a wild and untamed spirit.

It's clearly a fine steed.

Red Hare.

It is said that this horse was a precious steed presented as tribute from the Western Regions, capable of traveling a thousand miles by day and eight hundred miles by night.

But it has an extremely fierce temperament; since entering the palace, no one has been able to ride it for more than three breaths.

At this moment, a young man dressed in luxurious riding attire is riding on the Red Hare.

He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a handsome face and a spirited demeanor; he looked like the young master of some marquis's family.

"Young Master Zhao is mighty!"

"Young Master Zhao's horsemanship is superb!"

The people around cheered.

The young master Zhao, riding on his horse, looked smug and cupped his hands in greeting to the people around him.

But before he could finish gloating, Red Hare suddenly let out a long neigh, its front hooves rearing up and its hind legs kicking out—

"hiss……"

Prince Zhao's expression changed drastically, and he gripped the reins tightly with both hands.

"No!"

"Bang!"

He was thrown out, tumbled twice in the air, and crashed heavily onto the yellow sand.

"puff!"

Prince Zhao spat out a mouthful of sand, his right arm bent at an unnatural angle, broken.

"what!"

The people around gasped in surprise.

Several servants rushed forward and helped Prince Zhao up.

After shaking off its rider, Red Hare ran a lap around the stable, then stopped and snorted.

Those eyes were filled with disdain.

It's as if it's saying, "That's it?"

Just then.

A figure walked down from the high platform.

Princess Chaoyang.

She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a dignified and elegant appearance, slightly upturned phoenix eyes, and a graceful smile on her lips.

Dressed in a bright yellow riding outfit and wearing a golden crown, he exuded an extraordinary air.

Unlike Princess Anle's alluring charm, Princess Chaoyang exudes an air of majesty.

An innate royal majesty.

"Gentlemen, whoever can tame my Red Hare today will receive it."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Red Hare was a priceless steed presented as tribute from the Western Regions.

Is that all?

"I'll give it a try!"

A young gentleman was the first to step forward and volunteer.

He mounted the horse, but was thrown off in less than two breaths.

"Bang!"

He fell flat on his face and couldn't get up for a long time.

"I'll do it!"

the second.

Three breaths later, he was thrown down.

"Let me try!"

The third.

Four breaths later, he was thrown down.

One after another, five or six people went up.

They were all thrown off by Red Hare.

At best, it results in a fracture; at worst, several bones are broken.

The Red Hare paced in the center of the riding arena, its mane flying, its eyes filled with arrogance and disdain.

It seems to be mocking these overconfident humans.

Princess Anle stood to the side, watching those people fail one by one, a hint of impatience flashing in her peach blossom eyes.

Then, she turned to look at the wealthy young men around her.

"This princess wants this horse. Go and tame it for me."

The expressions on the faces of those privileged young men changed instantly.

They had just witnessed it with their own eyes; everyone who went up was thrown back down hard.

Fractured bones, broken bones.

That Red Hare was not something a human could ride.

"Your Highness...Your Highness..."

A young man stammered as he spoke.

"This horse is too wild...it's not suitable for riding..."

"Perhaps...perhaps I should find His Highness a better horse..."

"Yes, yes, I know of a Ferghana horse, gentle and beautiful, better than this one..."

"waste."

Princess Anle coldly interrupted him, her peach blossom eyes gleaming with extreme cold.

"This is the horse I want. If you're too scared to go, just say so."

Those sons of powerful and wealthy families all lowered their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

"Hey, Seventh Sister."

A cheerful voice came from the side.

Princess Chaoyang walked over at some point, her phoenix eyes filled with undisguised mockery.

"None of the people around you seem to have any guts."

Princess Anle's expression changed instantly.

"What did you say?"

Her voice rose a few decibels, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with anger.

"What I said is true."

Princess Chaoyang shrugged, her tone casual.

"What kind of man is he if he can't even mount a horse?"

"Seventh Sister, you should be more discerning when choosing people in the future."

Her tone was casual, but every word felt like a slap in the face to Princess Anle.

Princess Anle was so angry that she trembled all over.

She turned her head and glanced at the wealthy young men around her.

No one dared to meet her gaze.

It's all useless.

They're all cowards.

Princess Anle's chest heaved violently, and the anger in her peach blossom eyes was almost bursting out.

Then, her gaze fell on Li Fan.

He was standing at the back of the crowd, arms crossed, his expression normal.

He looked like he was watching a spectacle.

Princess Anle's eyes darted around.

"Go and help this princess tame that horse."

All eyes in the room fell on Li Fan.

When those wealthy young men saw that he was a eunuch, they immediately showed contemptuous expressions.

"Let eunuchs train horses? Are you kidding me?"

"Wouldn't he just fall to his death if he went up there?"

Li Fan looked at Princess Anle's peach blossom eyes, which held a hint of expectation and arrogance, and pondered for a moment.

He still needs this princess to continue finding secret manuals for him.

Helping her out today will make things much easier for her in the future.

"OK."

He nodded, his tone casual.

Princess Chaoyang then noticed Li Fan and looked him up and down.

"Seventh Sister, you really have a way of thinking to let a eunuch train horses."

"This Red Hare horse couldn't even be tamed by a military general, let alone a eunuch..."

She shook her head, not finishing her sentence.

But the meaning is already quite clear: overestimating one's abilities.