Chapter 143 Won
Lu Jilian politely stretched out his hands, took the rooster with its feathers fried from the servant, and slowly walked into the fence.

Chu Anlan took two steps at a time and entered the fence.

As the gongs and drums sounded, Chu Shaozhen shouted: "The game begins!"

Two chickens were thrown out.

The roosters, who had been ready to go for a long time, were extremely ferocious. As soon as they met, they immediately started fighting, waving their sharp claws, and the fight was fierce.

There were bursts of applause from the crowd.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Shengxi ordered his men to carry the wooden boxes and walk along the fence, shouting as they walked: "Come on, place your bets! If you bet on Lu Shizi to win, put the bets in the box on the left, and if you bet on Chu Anlan to win, put the bets in the box on the right..."

It’s about to be taken back.

Ye Chenxi was in a dilemma: "Who should I vote for? So, who do you want to win?"

"No." Ye Chenting and Chu Gongxuan spoke at the same time.

Ye Chenxi smiled obediently: "It's great that you don't vote! Second brother, cousin, can you lend me some money? I want to vote for An Lan and cheer him on."

Ye Chenting had no choice but to take out a purse from his sleeve: "Take it."

Ye Chenxi weighed it and said, "Thank you, second brother!"

Chu Gongxuan directly handed over a jade pendant: "Take it. If you lose, it's mine, and if you win, it's yours."

"Thank you cousin!"

Ye Chenxi won the bet and happily threw the money into the wooden box with a big "Chu" written on it, and shouted loudly to cheer for Chu Anlan: "Come on, Anlan!"

Chu Anlan turned his head and smiled: "Don't worry!"

In the field, two chickens fought desperately and it was difficult to tell which one was better.

At the end of the first round, Chu Shaozhen announced: "Draw."

Chu Anlan sighed and asked someone to feed the rooster some water.

Lu Jilian was knowledgeable and skilled in martial arts. On weekdays, he had no interest in eating, drinking and having fun. Cockfighting was the first time in his life.

He called his servants and followed Chu Anlan's example, feeding the chickens with water and food.

Soon, Chu Shaozhen announced the start of the second round.

For two consecutive rounds, the two chickens ended in a tie, and the atmosphere among the crowd became tense.

Looking at the chicken feathers flying all over the field, Ye Wanqing's palms were slightly wet.

Suddenly, a handkerchief was handed over.

Ye Chenting whispered: "Don't worry, at least no one is going to play in person, and An Lan won't get hurt."

"Thank you, second brother." Ye Wanqing took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her palms.

Right now, what she was worried about was no longer Chu Anlan getting hurt, but... Lu Jilian might attack him!
Ye Chenting raised his head: "Qing'er, Second Brother understands your worries. An Lan is young and impulsive, and easily gets into trouble. But if he wants to grow up, he must face these. You are always worried that he will get hurt, worried that he will bleed, and you are always worried about some of the things he does. What should I do if my heart disease gets worse?"

Ye Wanqing pursed her lips: "I..."

Ye Chenting said earnestly: "Qing'er, An Lan is nearly three years older than you. You should let him do what he wants. I hope that you will be happy and joyful after marrying An Lan."

Ye Wanqing's eyes moved: "Second brother is right..."

She raised her eyes and looked towards the martial arts field.

The two roosters fought fiercely, seemingly to the death.

For a moment, chicken feathers were flying everywhere.

Chu Anlan stood aside with her hands on her hips. Although there were a lot of chicken feathers stuck to her high ponytail, she still stood as steady as a pine tree, looking confident of victory.

As a result, in the third round, the white chicken won.

Lu Jilian curved his lips, but his eyes were cold: "My Lord, I'm grateful for your concession."

Chu Anlan sneered.

The battle continues.

In the fourth round, the red chicken won.

In the fifth round, the red chicken wins.

In the sixth round, the white chicken wins.

……

The sun was setting.

When the setting sun disappeared into the western mountains, a loud sound of gongs and drums rang out in the martial arts field.

Chu Shaozhen stood on a wooden box and announced loudly: "In the tenth round, Chu Anlan wins! The two sides tied!" As soon as the voice fell, the crowd outside the stadium was boiling: "How could it be a tie?"

They spent the whole afternoon watching and this is the result?

What about their bets?
Chu Shaozhen was watching the fun and didn't mind the big deal: "An Lan, Master Lu, you've already fought ten rounds, why not add one more? The last round will decide the winner."

"Continue!" Chu Anlan glanced at Lu Jilian.

Lu Jilian said calmly: "Just follow what the prince said."

After fighting for an entire afternoon, the two roosters had their feathers pecked off a lot, and they looked much more wilted, lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Chu Anlan caught the chicken himself, gave it water, fed it, and helped it calm down.

Success or failure depends on this.

On the side, Lu Ji Lian did nothing.

He put one hand behind his back and looked down at the rooster lying on the ground, whose back feathers were almost pecked off. His glassy blue eyes were somewhat deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Chu Shaozhen asked: "Can we start now?"

Lu Jilian raised his head, his expression returning to normal: "Begin."

The two roosters were thrown into the arena again and fought each other with neighing sounds.

Chicken feathers were flying all over the sky, dust was rising high, and even the wind was carrying a strong and unpleasant smell of blood.

This was Ye Wanqing's first time watching cockfighting.

The two roosters fought for an entire afternoon, and there was almost no feathers left on their bodies, and even the skin and flesh were not intact.

During the fight, there were even drops of blood dripping down.

Fight for your life and never give up.

"That was a really harsh beating." Ye Chenxi shuddered and muttered quietly, "It was almost An Lan who got beaten."

Chu Gongxuan said: "If An Lan goes on stage, I'm afraid he won't be able to last this long."

"Will An Lan be so angry that she will cry after hearing this?" Ye Chenxi asked.

Chu Gongxuan said calmly: "No."

The two of them were talking back and forth, whispering to each other.

As time went by, it was getting dark.

On the field, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

The two chickens, which had been fighting for an entire afternoon, gradually ran out of strength. After falling to the ground, they showed signs of being unable to get up.

Outside the stadium, the crowd began to get excited.

In the twilight, Chu Anlan's eyes were as bright as fire: "Master Lu, tell me, who will win in this last cockfight, you or me?"

"Who can tell for sure until the last moment?" Lu Jilian's eyes were cold.

"Really?" Chu Anlan smiled brightly: "I'm so sorry, I won."

As the words fell, several shouts rang out from outside the venue—

"Win! Red Chicken wins!"

"An Lan! You win!"

"Oh my god! How could Prince Lu lose?"

"My three thousand taels of silver!"

"..."

Following the voice, Lu Jilian lowered his eyes to look.

The originally beautiful, snow-white and strong rooster was now lying on the ground covered in blood. Its body was pecked to pieces and was covered in mud and feathers.

Then look at Chu Anlan.

The red rooster was not much better than the white rooster, it just had a few more tail feathers. Fortunately, it could still lie down and breathe.

Chu Anlan lifted his robe and squatted on the ground, reaching out to touch the cock's comb: "You've worked so hard today, just have a good sleep, and you'll be home when you wake up. Follow me in the future, and I'll guarantee you wealth and prosperity, and you'll never have to worry about food and drink!"

As he said this, he asked his servant to send the chicken back to Prince Dun's palace.

The servant agreed and hurriedly took the chicken away.

Chu Anlan turned around, with a smug look on his face: "Master Lu, this white chicken is given to you. It's up to you whether you want to raise it or stew it."

Lu Jilian's eyes were cold: "Thank you, my lord."