Maid, Little Lucky Wife

The racecourse is very flat and very large. It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into it. It is surrounded by fences to prevent the horses from running out.

"Master County Master, how about we race the horse first? With the two flags in front, we just need to get there and then turn back. Whoever reaches the finish line first wins, how about that?"

Mr. Tian said with a smile.

"The guest does as he pleases, Mr. Tian is the master."

"Okay, the county magistrate is happy, then let's get started."

Several horses stood in front of the starting station. The usually jovial young men all had serious expressions.

They usually like to tease cats and dogs, but they also have their own things that they are good at. Horse racing is very popular in their circle. If they lose to the county magistrate, they feel that they cannot afford to lose face.

The sky is blue, white clouds are passing by, and the breeze is blowing, as if watching the game with great interest.

There was no audience, only some Stoudemire who acted as the atmosphere group.

Each horse holds its head high and is full of energy. It is stepping on its hooves. If no one is holding the reins, it will definitely rush out.

The people on horseback are all majestic, their clothes are fluttering in the breeze, and their hearts are surging.

Among them, it was not the group of gorgeously dressed young men who were in the limelight, but Mo Xuan.

Although he was dressed in linen clothes, he looked handsome and majestic, pursed his lips tightly, and wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows slightly.

He leaned forward slightly and made a sprinting motion.

His eyes were fixed forward. At this moment, all he could think about was the flag in front of him.

"Get ready... run!"

After giving the order, everyone beat their horses and rushed out like an arrow from a string.

The atmosphere team members shouted cheers and looked extremely enthusiastic.

Among the horses, a red horse is particularly outstanding. It is as fast as lightning. The muscles of the horse's body move regularly in the sun, and it is natural and perfect every time.

The people on the horse stick to the horse, and they act as one body, and they cooperate very well.

Before Mr. Tian could recover, he saw the person next to him rushing out in an instant.

His face was ferocious, "Asshole!"

He cursed in a low voice and hit the horse hard. The horse's body hurt and it flew far away.

After struggling to catch up, the distance was shortened, but the figure was always far ahead.

Everyone was shocked by his speed, and even some young men in the competition stopped.

What else is there to compare with?The first one is always in front, and the second one is still trying to catch up. His position is quite stable, he must be second.

In the end, the red horse led Mo Xuan to the first place. Mo Xuan patted the horse's belly to express his gratitude.

The red horse neighed, as if in response.

This person and one horse have a perfect understanding of each other, as if they have been together for a long time.

Suddenly there was a painful neighing of horses from the racecourse.

Mo Xuan looked in the direction of the sound.

Mr. Tian was holding a thick whip. The whip was specially made with sharp barbs.

The horse couldn't bear the pain and struggled hard, but was tightly held by Xiaosi.

These horses were all fed by Mas himself, and each of them had deep feelings. Seeing the horses suffering, he turned his head away unbearably, but could not stop them.

If they were stopped, the whip that hit the horses would definitely hit them.

"Asshole, didn't you say this horse is the best? Why did you still lose?"

"Master, this horse is excellent in terms of appearance, hair and speed. It's normal to make some mistakes!"

Mas finally couldn't help but defended.

Mr. Tian immediately turned his eyebrows coldly and said through gritted teeth, "You mean the reason is me?"

"No, no, I don't mean that."

Xiaosi waved his hands hurriedly and kept emphasizing that it was not what Young Master Tian thought.

Mr. Tian snorted coldly, raised his whip and was about to hit Mas.

Mas was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly, his arms trembling, it was over!

You deserve to talk too much.

The expected pain did not come, but a voice came.

"Master Tian, ​​okay, it's just a game, why bother killing people? How unlucky?"

Mo Xuan was seen holding Mr. Tian's wrist and saying with a smile.

"Young Master Tian, ​​you can't afford to lose? Are you afraid of losing 1000 taels?"

Mr. Tian snorted coldly, "Humph, I have never been afraid. Isn't it just 1000 taels? It's not certain who will lose and who will win."

"Speaking of which, does the county magistrate have enough wealth? Don't lose with only your underpants, go back and hug your wife and children to cry!"

He was also very angry and kept talking out regardless of anything.

I wasn't afraid when I reacted. What kind of financial resources does his family have?A county magistrate still can't curry favor with his family?

Mo Xuan smiled and said nothing, and he didn't look angry.

This man's city is very deep, Mr. Tian is sure of it.

"Best of three games, next polo match."

"Since the county magistrate is two people, how about we also have two people?"

Four people put on special competition clothes and held clubs in their hands.

The club is so long that you can hit the polo ball while sitting on a horse and bending down.

Polo is light and strong.

There are goals on both sides of the court, and you just need to hit the ball to the opponent's goal.

Mr. Tian changed his horse, but Mo Xuan was still the bay-red horse.

In order to cooperate with his master, Ling Yi also chose a red horse.

There happened to be two red and two white on the court, clearly distinguishing each other.

Soon, the polo match began. Compared with the previous horse racing, polo was more tense and enjoyable to watch.

Mr. Tian and the other person locked their eyes tightly on the polo in front of them.

Mo Xuan Lingyi looked at each other and rode forward together, like hunters chasing their prey, staring closely at the polo in front of them.

The two of them were almost neck and neck, and Mr. Tian and the two couldn't guess who would make the move.

When approaching the ball, both men raised their clubs at the same time.

Just as the two people on the opposite side were moving, Ling Yi suddenly smiled at him.

not good!He rode towards Mo Xuan.

Seeing everyone coming over, Mo Xuan tilted his club and dodged.

"Bang!" Lingyi's club hit the polo, and the polo suddenly flew up towards the opponent's goal.

Mr. Tian and Mr. Tian quickly turned around. Mr. Tian stayed close to Mo Xuan, pushing each other and constantly adjusting their posture to prevent being knocked off the horse.

The speed of several people was very fast, and the polo ball was controlled by Young Master Tian.

Mr. Tian controls the polo, which is the cue that occasionally avoids Mo Xuan and the others.

When he was looking for a flaw in the opponent's defense, a club suddenly came over and the polo was hit diagonally.

The polo landed in front of Lingyi, and with a sharp swing of the club, the polo flew into the goal.

"Come in!"

Lingyi shouted excitedly and glanced at Mr. Tian provocatively.

Mr. Tian gritted his teeth for a while, he didn't believe he could lose to the opponent in polo.

He galloped forward and faced each other again.

Both sides go back and forth, observing each other's strengths and weaknesses through rapid movement.

Polo is played fiercely, with constant attacks.

The veins on Mr. Tian's face popped out and he was dripping with sweat. The other Mr. Tian was even more embarrassed.

On the other hand, both Mo Xuan and Mo Xuan's clothes were not in a mess, and they felt refreshed.

"Oh!"

There is the sound of polo introduction again, and the game is finally over.

The atmosphere team next to them was silent. There was a huge disparity in strength in this polo match. The scores were ten points apart. There was no comparison.

Mr. Tian looked gloomy and looked at the direction where the polo fell, wondering what he was thinking.

Mo Xuan walked up to him and patted his shoulder, "You have good equestrian skills."

Mr. Tian’s face became even more ugly. The winning party praised him for his good equestrian skills. Can he understand that he was being ridiculed?