The servants of the Feng Mansion were already ready to go. As soon as they received the order, they approached Cui Weizhen and said in a tone that could not be criticized, "No. 1 Scholar, please dismount."
These servants are all strong and powerful, and they can be identified as being from the Lian family at a glance. They seem to be polite now. If Cui Weizhen resists, it is possible for them to directly pull him down.
How could Cui Weizhen be threatened by them?
He whipped the riding whip in his hand directly. The whip was packed with cold wind and sharp energy and hit the door of the servant who had just opened his mouth. The servant quickly evaded, but it was still a step too late. He only heard a snap, and his shoulder was slapped, and he let out a cry of pain.
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The servant's face changed slightly and he sneered, "Young Scholar, I'm offended."
As soon as he moved his right hand, other servants came forward to attack, so they were whipped without exception. Even so, they endured the pain and continued to attack the horse's limbs. As expected, the horse was angered and began to neigh and run, trying to remove the horse's limbs.
Throw people down.
The horse was frightened and went crazy, and there were people watching the excitement around. Cui Weizhen had no energy left to deal with the servants, and devoted all his energy to subduing the rampaging BMW beneath him. The people around him screamed and dispersed, and the surroundings were in chaos.
Zhou Xunting saw Cui Weizhen jolting on the horse several times and about to fall off several times. He was frightened and shouted repeatedly, "Weizhen, get off the horse quickly! Don't fall."
However, Cui Weizhen did not listen to him and continued to tame the BMW under his seat. Zhou Xunting was so angry and anxious that he had to vent his anger on the culprit.
He sneered at Feng Yuming and said: "I have learned a lesson in the majesty of Feng Mansion today. It is really amazing to openly attack other people's horses and make them go crazy. It is a waste of human life."
"Master Zhou, please calm down. This was not my intention. It's all because the servants in the mansion are ignorant and used the wrong method."
Feng Yuming actually showed no guilt or fear, with hypocritical worry on his face, and even began to shirk responsibility and scolded the servants, "You bunch of losers, do you think you would hire someone like this? If you fail to succeed, you will fail.
Something! Why don’t you hurry up and kill the horse to save the man!”
The servants took out their daggers one after another, intending to step forward. How could Zhou Xunting let these people intervene? The sword has no eyes. Wouldn't it be unfair if he accidentally hurt Cui Weizhen?
So he whipped his horse whip, stopped the servants who were about to rush forward, and said coldly, "You are so brave, even the royal horse dares to attack. You'd better pray that Wei Zhen is okay, otherwise, even your nine lives will not be enough."
pay!"
The servants suddenly turned pale and looked at their masters - when they attacked the horse just now, they did not expect that it was a royal horse.
Feng Yuming also panicked for a moment, but soon found an excuse, "The horses were frightened and went crazy. It is the proper way for us to kill the horses to save people. Even if the Holy Father knew about it, he would not blame him."
He shamelessly confuses right and wrong and describes his actions that hurt people as saving people.
Now let alone Zhou Xunting, even the people who were watching began to despise this person's despicableness. They did not expect that the people from Feng Mansion were such a thing.
Just as the people were talking about it, someone suddenly shouted, "Look! The Number One Scholar has tamed the frightened horse!"
Everyone looked around quickly, and then noticed that the horse that had been struggling wildly just now gradually calmed down, and finally lost all its strength. It knelt down on its front hooves and collapsed to the ground.
At the moment when the horse collapsed, Cui Weizhen stepped on the saddle and jumped off the saddle neatly. Except for his slightly rapid breathing due to the uniform frightening the horse, other things such as his hair and clothes were not messy at all, just like what he had just experienced.
It is not a moment of life and death, but the leisure and leisurely feeling of riding a horse through the streets.
This kind of strength and magnanimity in advancing and retreating calmly is like the character of a vanilla gentleman, which makes people yearn for and admire him involuntarily.
Once again, he conquered everyone with his strength.