King Xiang and King Cheng looked at each other with some interest in their eyes.
"Shen Wan" is a son with a real personality. He seems to have quite a different personality from Han Han.
Both sons are here.
Zhan Beihan also walked over and glared at King Xiang: "He is not in good health, so don't be mean."
"I know, I must pay attention next time." King Xiang sighed.
"It's not that Beibei doesn't have confidence in my mother. Generally, when a fast horse crosses the finish line, it always has to sprint forward a certain distance before it can stop. Beibei is worried about this." Han Han raised his head and said.
"Then there's no need to worry."
Prince Xiang raised his eyebrows and said, "After the end, there is still a buffer zone of several hundred meters before we can reach the rocky slope. Below the rocky slope is the cliff. There is enough distance to stop the horse. If it is really too dangerous, the racecourse's No one dares to set the end point here."
After hearing this, Hanhan and Beibei finally felt relieved.
"Mother should still be making preparations now, right?" Han Han glanced at the mountain road below, rolled his eyes, and suddenly bent his eyes to look at Prince Xiang, "Uncle Prince Xiang, the bet you talked about at the bottom of the mountain, Are you still counting?"
"What, you want to bet?" King Xiang suddenly became happy, "Who do you want to bet on?"
"Of course you are going to escort my mother!"
Han Han said without thinking, very confidently: "My mother will definitely win, I will bet a thousand taels on my mother to win!"
After all, it was Uncle Xiang’s gambling game, and he would definitely not default on it.
When he won the bet, he took the money to his mother and asked her to take him and Beibei to a big dinner.
Plan passes!
Han Han smiled and rolled his eyes, making some calculations in his heart.
King Xiang said with a smile: "One thousand taels? Are you sure?"
"Where did you get the money? Have you learned how to gamble?" Zhan Beihan glared at Hanhan.
"This is all the New Year's money given to me by the Imperial Grandfather, the Imperial Uncle and several uncles. It is my own money. I can spend it however I want. You have no control over it, dad." Han Han snorted coldly.
Zhan Beihan: "..."
The man's face turned darker visibly, and his fists clenched, wanting to hit someone.
At this time, Beibei said: "Then I will also bet a thousand taels, and my mother will win."
King Xiang and King Cheng were surprised: "Where did you get the money?"
You know, one thousand taels is not a small amount.
If you put it in ordinary people's homes, it will be enough for the whole family to drink for more than ten years.
Han Han has it, that's because of his status. Prince Yi has been favored since he was a child. In recent years, he has received more than this amount of lucky money, as well as various valuable rewards.
There is even a separate warehouse in Prince Yi's palace, which is specially used to store the things given to Han Han in the palace. The value of any item is more than a thousand taels.
The little guy's personal treasury is quite rich.
But Beibei is different.
He is the son of "Shen Wan". It is said that he was born in the countryside. His biological father is just an ordinary commoner. This is his first time in the capital.
No matter how you look at it, it should be an ordinary identity.
Where did he get so much money? He just threw away a thousand taels.
It’s not just King Xiang and King Cheng.
The other gentlemen and ladies standing aside and secretly listening to the conversation also had surprised expressions on their faces.
Even with their status, it is not easy to take out a thousand taels to bet.
Is the son of "Shen Wan" richer than the children of these aristocratic families?