Chu Qiao thumped in her heart, secretly thinking that the one who should come is still here, but she heard Zhuge Yue say: "You go down with Zhu Cheng later, and find a capable guard who will teach you how to ride a horse."
"Ah?" Chu Qiao and Zhu Cheng were stunned for a moment, and they called out in unison.
Zhuge Yue raised his eyebrows, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he said in a low voice impatiently, "What? Is there any problem?"
"No problem, no problem," Zhu Cheng was seventeen years old this year, and he had been Zhuge Yue's personal entourage since he was a child. He naturally knew the master's uncompromising personality, so he hurriedly said flatteringly, "I will take Miss Xing'er here."
Zhuge Yue raised his head suspiciously, frowned and looked at Zhu Cheng, "Xing'er is just eight years old, why isn't she a girl?"
"That's right, this slave is bringing Xing'er... Xing'er..." Zhu Cheng, who was always clever on weekdays, couldn't find a word to address the child for a while, and he was tongue-tied for a long time, but he still couldn't express his words.
Zhuge Yue waved his hands impatiently, and said, "Come on, get off the ground, straighten your back and walk again, don't let outsiders think that our servants in Qingshanyuan are all hunchbacks."
"Yes Yes."
Chu Qiao stood on the spot, she was petite, wearing a light yellow skirt with a fox fur waistcoat on top, she looked pink and cute. Seeing this, he bowed to Zhuge Yue and said softly, "Xing'er thank you Fourth Young Master."
Zhuge Yue didn't even raise his head, he just waved his hand lightly.
Chu Qiao and Zhu Cheng withdrew from the pavilion. Zhu Cheng glanced suspiciously at the child, saw Chu Qiao looking up at him, and immediately said with a smile on his face: "Miss Xing'er, let's go?"
Chu Qiao smiled, ignored him, and left the Qingshanyuan first.
"Miss Xing'er, this is the person I chose for you. They are all good horse riders. You can choose one of them."
Chu Qiao, Zhu Cheng and the others stood at the foot of Paoma Mountain. The eight-year-old child raised his head slightly and looked at the group of burly men standing in front of him. These Zhuge family nurses who usually shouted and cursed at the little slaves were all smiling and respectful at the moment. Those who didn't know would think how kind they were usually.
Chu Qiao took small steps and walked in front of the men one by one. Suddenly, the child's eyes lit up, and he glanced meaningfully. With a faint smile on his lips, he pointed at one of the big men with a flustered expression, and chuckled lightly. Said: "I want him."
"Miss Xing'er." Song Lian smiled obsequiously, his smile was full of worries that could not be concealed.
The eight-year-old girl stood on the hillside, wearing a snow-white fox fur vest, her eyes were shining, she looked cute and cute.
"Please choose a horse."
Chu Qiao glanced at the dozen or so horses in front of her, and saw that they were all ponies that hadn't been shod. Their coats were clean, and they looked like they had been raised at home since they were young and hadn't even been out of the house. The child stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, wobbled the small whip, and said pretentiously: "I don't want these, I want to ride a big horse."
The guard next to him stepped forward in embarrassment, and when he was about to speak, Song Lian hurriedly stopped him, nodded and bowed his head and said, "Miss Xing'er wants to ride a big horse, that's a trivial matter, you guys, go down and bring some good horses, remember, Bigger ones."
Song Lian deliberately added the accent on the word "big", and the two nurses understood it, and suddenly realized that they went down to lead the horse. After a while, five tall horses were led out.
Chu Qiao just took a quick look and saw that they were a group of old horses, whether they could run or not was a problem, so she didn't say anything at the moment, she just turned around and said to Song Lian: "These horses look tough and strong. I'm young and haven't ridden such a big horse before, why don't Song Nursing Academy practice it first, so as to open my eyes."
Song Lian frowned tightly, and his face quickly collapsed.
Zhu Cheng urged suspiciously, "Go, you don't know how to ride a horse, do you? Then you rushed to come just now?"
Song Lian felt bitter and couldn't tell, secretly thinking that if I knew that it was this ancestor who was serving me, I wouldn't come if I was killed. He walked up to the old horse in embarrassment, stretched out his hand to touch the sleepy head of the old horse, patted it twice, and then stepped on the stirrup carefully, as if the horse under him was made of paper, for fear that a little force would cause it to fall. will collapse.
The horse was struggling, but the four legs trembled but did not lie down. Song Lian breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The snow is heavy today, and Miss Xing'er is still young. Let's learn to ride a horse first, and then learn to run tomorrow."
Just as Zhu Cheng was about to nod his head and speak, Chu Qiao suddenly stepped forward, slapped the horse's butt, and said with a smile, "I've said so much, let's take a look around first!"
Hearing a bang, the horse's buttocks were slapped, and instead of running, it fell to the ground as soon as its hooves softened. Song Lian was overturned and fell headfirst into the snowdrift.
The nursing home suddenly ran forward in panic. Zhu Cheng frowned and looked at the horse lying on the ground, which breathed in more air and released less air, and said displeasedly: "This is the best horse? I don't think you take the fourth young master's order to heart."
"Young ones don't dare," Song Lian scrambled up and said hastily, "Young ones definitely don't have such an idea, but Miss Xing'er is young, we dare not bring a war horse of a mature age!"
Zhu Cheng nodded and said, "There is some truth to this. Xing'er, you are still young, so let's ride the pony first, okay?"
"Brother Zhu Cheng said to ride a pony, so Xing'er rides a pony." Chu Qiao raised her head, her pink face, her pair of crooked eyes, was extremely cute.
Zhu Cheng was delighted, but turned his head and glared at Song Lian, "Hurry up and get the horse!"
Song Lian limped and led the horse, and helped Chu Qiao get on the horse amid Zhu Cheng's continuous voice of "be careful". The child lowered his head and said with a smile: "Brother Nursing, I don't know how to ride a horse yet, so hold the rein for me, and let's walk around slowly."
Song Lian couldn't wait for this, so he nodded quickly. The pony is very well-behaved, walking slowly behind Song Lian. After a while, the two walked a hundred steps away. Song Lian raised his head and smiled flatteringly: "Miss Xing'er, is this horse not bad? It was born not long ago, and Miss Seven asked me for it a while ago, and I was not willing to give it to me." , if the girl likes it, I will give it to you."
"How can Xing'er take something that Miss Seven likes? It's against the rules."
Song Lian immediately bared his teeth and said with a smile: "What did the girl say? Although the seventh lady is the master's own daughter, she is far behind the fourth young master in terms of status. The girl is a celebrity in front of the fourth young master. In terms of status, she is comparable to the fourth young master. They are more noble."
"Really?" The child smiled slightly and said, "I really don't know that I have such a high status. After all, not long ago, I let you Song Nursing Academy beat and scold me."
Song Lian's face turned pale.
Chu Qiao's eyes turned cold, and she pulled out the sleeve arrow on Song Lian's arm, and thrust it fiercely into the pony's ditch with lightning speed. The pony was shocked, hissed, kicked Song Lian away, and ran forward!
The child suddenly panicked and shouted loudly: "Nursing Song! What are you doing?"
Zhu Cheng and the others saw the pony running wildly in fright from a distance, everyone turned pale with fright, and ran forward while screaming, but nothing compared to the four legs of that beast. Chu Qiao pretended to be panicked, but her eyes were looking around, looking for a safe foothold.
At this moment, a yellow pussy horse suddenly descended from the sky. Zhuge Yue's face was fair, his eyes were like lightning, his lips had a tinge of red that was different from ordinary people, and he wore a robe embroidered with dark purple and dark flowers. He galloped forward on his horse, drew his sword like lightning, and stabbed the pony between the eyes. When the pony was attacked, it screamed miserably, immediately kicked and stood up, shaking his head and shaking his head wildly!
At the same time, a soft whip flew forward, immediately circled around Chu Qiao's small waist, and rolled her down!
"Hehe, it's so dangerous." Yan Xun was dressed in lake green brocade robes, with a handsome face, smiling and hugging Chu Qiao, with a hint of cunning in his voice.
Zhuge Yue pulled out the sleeve arrow on the pony's buttocks, turned his head to look at Song Lian coldly, and said to the servants beside him, "Drag him down and send him to the management office to Zhu Qi."
Two guards rushed forward immediately, and tied Song Lian with a few strokes.
The man shouted: "Fourth young master, it's not..."
In an instant, there was a bang, and Yan Xun, who was wearing a light robe and belt, flashed forward and kicked Song Lian's teeth into pieces, making him speechless. Zhuge Yue frowned slightly, turned his head, and squinted at Yan Xun.
"Such a slave has already been dragged out and hacked in my Prince Yan's mansion, how can I give him a chance to argue?" Yan Xun smiled and said, "The fourth young master is too merciful, Yan Xun is going to do it for him, please don't be offended by the fourth young master. "
Zhuge Yue said indifferently: "Where, Shizi Yan is very skilled, he was really blind in the Dianjiang hall before."
Yan Xun waved his hand and said with a smile: "They are all flamboyant tricks, they can't compare to Fourth Young Master's armored soldiers."
Zhuge Yue didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, his subordinates pushed Song Lian down who was bleeding from his mouth.
"Senior Yan, thank you for sending back the lost horses in the mansion today. It's just that you can let the servants do such things in the future, so why bother the prince. I wanted to keep the prince in the mansion for a simple meal, but knowing that the prince is busy, I don't have much to do now. Zhu Cheng, send off your son."
Yan Xun smiled indifferently, exchanged some polite words with Zhuge Yue, turned around and was about to leave. Before leaving, he passed by Chu Qiao, and suddenly whispered in his ear: "You cruel little girl, let you kill another person."
Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then raised her head, only to see Yan Xun leaving with a faint smile as if nothing had happened, her figure was tall and straight, already quite adult, with a calm expression, not like the playful young man with a smiley face when he was facing her
"Xing'er," a deep voice suddenly sounded from behind. The child turned his head and saw Zhuge Yue's expression was ugly, and he said slowly, "Follow me."
Chu Qiao sighed slightly, she was very unlucky to be bumped into, she should first think about how to deal with this little fox.
The eight-year-old child followed behind Zhuge Yue dejectedly, and began to quickly compose the past years of his misery and bullying in his head, but he did not see Zhuge Yue's eyes in front of him. There was a childlike complacency in the gloomyness, but he didn't know whether he was complacent. What. The room was quiet for a long time, the wind outside the window was blowing gently, and the molan just delivered on the flower shelf gave off a faint fragrance.
The child has been standing quietly below, but it was really too long, so long that she almost thought that the person above had fallen asleep, so she couldn't help but raised her head and glanced up secretly, but she happened to fall into a pair of pitch-black eyes. In the deep pool of ink.
Unable to pretend not to see it anymore, Chu Qiao licked her lips and called softly, "Fourth Young Master."
"Have you made up the nonsense to lie to me?" The young man picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip slowly, and said in a calm voice.