Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"My lord, you can't take this number five. If you choose it, you will lose!" Seeing this, Yuan Zhen hurriedly whispered to King Jin.

"How is it possible? Sir, this No. 5 horse is one of the best horses, how could it lose? Don't fool me." King Jin doubted.

Yuan Zhen hurriedly approached him, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, you must believe me, this golden horse will definitely lose. Just now I saw this golden horse eating several times, it must have spoiled its stomach. Looking at the gold and jade, it is actually ruined."

"Gold and jade are outside, but rot is inside? How could this happen?" King Jin asked in puzzlement.

Yuan Zhen said: "Your Majesty, this horse looks strong on the surface, but in fact it has weak feet, a sluggish look, and no fighting spirit. If you choose it, you will definitely lose."

When King Jin saw this, he quickly took a look at the golden horse, and found that the spirit of this horse was similar to that of other horses. He did not see how sluggish its spirit was.

But seeing what Yuanzhen said was so logical, he couldn't help but believe it!

He hurriedly said: "In the opinion of the master, which horse should the king choose?"

"My lord can choose number nine," Yuan Zhen said.

"Number Nine? Doesn't Number Nine look too ugly? It's short and small, with messy fur and skinny bones. Can such a horse win?" King Jin dared not answer.

Yuan Zhen said: "My lord, people should not be judged by their appearance, and so is this horse. Although the appearance of No. 9's horse is not very good, it is born with arrogance and a sense of arrogance that will not admit defeat. Don't you see it?"

"The arrogance of not admitting defeat?" King Jin was stunned, he really didn't see it.

Yuan Zhen said: "Your Majesty, this horse has sharp eyes and a loud cry. It looks like the king of the grassland. I dare to guarantee it with my head. If you choose it, you will definitely win."

King Jin really didn't see how sharp the eyes of this horse were, nor did he feel that its barking was any different from other horses.

But when he heard that Yuan Zhen dared to use his head as a guarantee, he said: "Listen to you, I also think this horse is the king. Well, I will listen to you, and I will choose it."

As he spoke, he stared at Yuan Zhen warningly, "If it doesn't take the first place, you know the consequences!"

"Don't worry, my lord, Yuan won't make fun of his own head." Yuan Zhen said seriously.

After discussing with Yuan Zhen, King Jin chose the ugly horse number nine, while Chu Xuanchen chose the golden horse number five.

Soon, the game began.

As soon as the whistle blew, the riders tightened the reins instantly, bowed their bodies, and rushed out like arrows off the string.

At the beginning of the race, the golden horse that Chu Xuanchen had his eye on rushed the fastest and was always at the front, while the horse that King Jin had chosen fell to the end.

When King Jin saw this, his heart sank suddenly, "Sir, didn't you say that this horse has sharp eyes and an arrogance that refuses to admit defeat? Why is it running so slowly?"

Yuan Zhen waved her hand and said, "My lord, don't be impatient, I'll see later."

He had just finished speaking when he saw the ugly horse suddenly charged forward and chased after it fiercely.

And the golden horse that Chu Xuanchen had his eyes on gradually slowed down.

At this time, the ugly horse became more and more courageous, and galloped forward like a gust of wind. It quickly overtook the golden horse and left all the horses behind.

Looking at the golden horse again, it has fallen from the first place to the last. It walked slowly on the racetrack, looking dull and walking slowly.