There are also roe deer, deer, big deer, rice, miscellaneous grains, charcoal, shrimp, etc. on the gift list. There are many types, all produced by Zhuangzi. The list written in the word "soybean" size can be round three times long.

Cheng Jinzhou didn't look closely, but turned around and handed it to Shi Yan, but stared at the two red horses with bright eyes.

They have dense and neat manes, strong and slender muscles, their eyes lively and they will look at the ropes tied to themselves with a dissatisfied look.

Yang Ming laughed and said, "Do you want to try it?"

"Is that OK?" Cheng Jinzhou really wanted to try it. In the 21st century, such beautiful and elegant horses are treasures worth tens of millions.

"You can ride a 2-year-old foal." Yang Ming said, and asked someone to untie the reins.

Cheng Jinzhou excitedly touched the neck of one of the horses and tickled it with a childish sensation. In this era, knight may be the most attractive profession. Whether it is Western knight novels or Chinese rap legends, accompanied by the extremely fast forwarding attack, it always makes people's blood expand.

The servant who was attending the horse did not understand the modern knight plot. According to normal rules, he brought a short stool and held Cheng Jinzhou on his horse and said, "The little one is called Xinde, and he will follow you later. Remember to clamp your legs tightly. Don't tie them too fast when you retract the reins. If you can't sit steadily, grab the saddle with your hands..."

"You call it a thought? What are your experiences in raising horses?" Cheng Jinzhou adjusted his posture in a rude manner. As a sick nobleman, he had almost no chance of getting in touch with horses, not to mention that these two An Ya horses are quite tall breeds.

"The young one is to repay the master's kindness with all his heart. He dare not mention his experience in raising horses, so he knows something."

"Don't be so humble." Cheng Jinzhou shook his hands. The aristocratic family and talked to the servants, the latter should cheer up, and the superiors should not talk casually. The strict system guarantees a strict level.

Without waiting for Xinde to be ready, Cheng Jinzhou "stands" and walked forward slowly. The horse was very clever and chose a soft lawn to walk on, trying to avoid the annoying gravel roads.

Meng Da and Meng Er followed without saying a word, led the strong horse on the other side, and jumped up with their legs.

Yang Ming smiled twice, but was not ready to follow.

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Walking out of the gravel section that is prone to damage the horse's hooves, Cheng Jinzhou gradually urged the horse to move forward. It is said that it is not allowed to gallop in the house, but Cheng Jinzhou did not understand these many rules. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into an ordinary urban man, regardless of his personality. He whipped away with his whip. The servant girl he met only dared not speak out, but asked Cheng Jinzhou to rush out from the small door and ran straight to the schoolyard.

The Cheng family made great achievements. There were as many as four schoolyards at that time, and they were divided into archery and guns and sticks. Now there is only one left, so they naturally shoulder all functions. Among them, the oval yellow land used for horse racing has a track of about 2,000 meters, which is wider than many racetracks in later generations.

Cheng Bingyangzi was in poor health and was out of place with the school grounds before. Now he rode all the way, and there were even a ignorant servant who wanted to stop him.

Meng Dameng Er, who was rushing on the flank, said nothing, picked up the whip and whipped it. He did not approach anyone within five steps, which caused Cheng Jinzhou to laugh. In the past, he could only spit on the Lotus sports car, but he had never enjoyed the pleasure of driving a Ferrari to throw a Coke.

The servants of the Cheng family were at best considered strong men and were no match for the two military men. When Cheng Jinzhou entered the schoolyard, the thoroughbred horses were released and no one could catch up.

As the loess was flying, a group of people behind him shouted in a mess. Cheng Jinzhou couldn't help but roared loudly, accompanied by the rapid sound of horse hooves, it was quite powerful.

Several people who were originally practicing in the school field stopped unconsciously, among which there were curious people, and there were also dissatisfied people.

The one who came out of the Kendo Hall was a group of dissatisfied people. The leader was about 20 years old. His hair was combed high, and he was inserted into a man's nanmu hairpin. He was very big on his ears. He waved his hand with great momentum and said in a disdainful tone: "Ahu, Abao, go and beat him down."

It seemed that I didn't realize at all that I was in someone else's home.

Turning his head, he became gentle again and said, "Qingshuang, let's go with me tomorrow. The landlords in the small town are all playboys. The reputation of the nobles in our dynasty is ruined by them."

Next to him was Liu Qingshuang.

She recognized Cheng Jinzhou on the horse at a glance, but thought to herself: My father really values ​​him, and even gave An Yama to him.

Although the impression left was not good when I met for the first time, the retelling of the people still aroused her interest and she didn't have time to reply.

Zhao Quanfu, who was originally aggressive, did not receive a response immediately. He frowned slightly and gave a wink, and two more rushed up.

The one who protected Cheng Jinzhou was Meng Da Meng Er. Liu Qingshuang was determined to calm down and was worried that she would add fuel to the fire. She turned around and left wisely and said, "It's not interesting, I'm leaving."

Zhao Quanfu said disappointedly: "Then let's go back and continue practicing swords?"

"When I have the chance, I will live in Shaonan City for a while." Liu Qingshuang's expression was calm, and her clear eyes did not look at the other party.

"Living here, as with these barbarians, it is better to live in Nanling. There are many houses in the Prince's Mansion, and people will be allowed to set up a separate courtyard to ensure that they are almost the same as your usual residence. When Ling Zun is ready, I will personally take you north." Zhao Quanwei's mouth was filled with greed, and his eyes were stubbornly staring at Liu Qingshuang's small neck exposed outside.

He was the eldest grandson of the Prince of Nanling, and the elder brother of the young master in a private school that day. Compared with his younger brother, he was better at using his power.

Cheng Jinhao looked at him disgustedly, regretting calling him over. Then he thought, since it was a fruit that could not be reached, so what if it was a wild monkey to take it away? It was better than fattening his own wolf dog.

Ahu, who stepped forward to stop him, ran for about a hundred steps at half speed and stood on both sides of the loess road. The two of them were tall and strong, holding short sticks, eager to try to hit Cheng Jinzhou's horse's legs.

Before entering the Prince's Mansion, they were also soldiers with some qualifications in the army. They had seen the real battle formation. Although they were serious, they did not regard this as a major event, relaxed their whole body and had standard movements.

After a turn, Cheng Jinzhou's horse speed was not reduced at all and he was about to rush past the two of them.

Meng Er on the right stared at Ahu and Abao's position, glanced at the short stick in their hands, clamped their legs, accelerated slightly, pretended to lift the whip with his left hand, and took out the short knife in his boot on the right, and threw it out without looking at it.

Accompanied by the extremely fast horse speed and a short knife about a foot long, he inserted all the pieces into Abao's right leg. This strong man was also a strong man, and he fainted without even humming.

Cheng Jinzhou's eyes suddenly widened. He didn't expect that the horse would bleed even if it was too fierce.

Seeing this scene, Ahu glared at the corner of his eyes, and with a "bang", he waved his stick to smash Meng Er's calves.

The short stick painted with red and black color brought out a whimpering sound. You can imagine that if he hit it, his calf would probably break like a rotten apple.

The movements of the two seemed to be connected for many times. Meng Er was still in a knife-shaking posture. He had no time to adjust his weight and tried hard to take off his left leg from the stirrup. He wanted to hide it in the horse's belly, but it seemed that it was too late.

Meng Da on the left was worried that Cheng Jinzhou would be injured, so he whipped the whip and rushed towards Ahu's head, taking the routine of surrounding Wei to save Zhao.

In the flash, the black end of the short stick hit Meng Erjianma's abdomen, and Meng's big whip hit Ahu's forehead at the same time.

The horse screamed in tragic sound, raised its front hooves, threw Meng Er off the horse, and he also lay on the ground.

An Yama cleverly walked around Ahu and slowly slowed down.

Ah Hu, who was hit by Meng Daquan's head, lay on his back on the ground, looking like he was shot by a sniper.

Cheng Jinzhou was a little stunned. The speed of several people's actions exceeded his expectations, and the intensity was the same. He would laugh heartlessly with a whip, but he would use "controlled knives" or aim at the head, but he would cross the line.

The second group of people sent by Zhao Quanwei had just rushed to Cheng Jinzhou and others at this time.

These two men have no military background. At best, they are strong and loyal servants. They are holding wooden sticks in their hands, cowardly with blood on the ground, and they dare not come forward.

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