Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1237 The trickster Ting Lu

Ting Lu and Nalan Kuifang are the same age, and the two have known each other for a long time, and they seem to be familiar with each other, but if they are with Chang An, who is two years older, they will be more disciplined.

I would rather let Ting Lu spend more time with Ting Yu and Chang An and less of Nalan Kuifang's smugness.

I walked to the sidelines, found a shaded place to sit down and rest, took out snacks and a folding fan from my backpack, fanned myself while eating and watching their race.

Chang An is a military general with top-notch horse riding skills, so he is naturally far ahead.Yinti and Tinglu are on the same level, and they are neck and neck, two horses behind Changan.Nalan Kuifang was at the end, and was already thrown about ten meters away by Chang An.

This horse farm has a large area, each of them holds a pennant flag of a different color, and every time they run a circle, they throw a flag on the ground to mark it. The speed of the few people is very fast, and they bite each other very tightly. Nalan is not to be outdone, and desperately Chase Ting Lu in front.

Sometimes I would stand on the side of the runway and wait for Tinglu to pass by and hand him a piece of snack. In order not to hit me, he would always slow down the horse in advance, and then speed up and continue to rush forward after the food was in the mouth.

This gave Nalan Kuifang time to catch up, and the two always had their own lead.

After the last lap, they stopped laughing and panting to see who had the most flags.Chang'an Yinti has ten flags, Tinglu has nine, and only Nalan Kui has at least eight.

Ting Lu told Nalan Kuifang the result of the competition, and laughed loudly: "Nalan, you can still compete with us at your speed."

Nalan Kuifang didn't believe it, he ran off his horse in surprise, carefully counted the flags on the ground, and shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "No, I've been following you, why are there only eight flags?"

"Can the flag lie? I have eight, and you only have seven, so what are you talking about?" Ting Lu smiled triumphantly.

Nalan Kuifang scratched his head in puzzlement and searched around repeatedly, but still couldn't believe the fact that he only ran seven laps.

Tired from the race, the mount was wheezing and panting, so we let the horse graze on its own, and a few of us took a walk nearby, taking a look at the surrounding scenery by the way.

Chang An Yinti was walking and chatting in the front, Nalan Kuifang was still thinking about the horse race in the middle, Ting Lu deliberately slowed down and fell to the end, and whispered to me, "I can't figure out what's going on with his brain ?” As he spoke, he took out a flag from his sleeve, which was exactly the one that Nalan lost.

It turned out that it was stolen by him. He smiled and threw it back, smirking: "Let him think about it."

(End of this chapter)