The old man took the black wind back to the stable. He said to the students: "Get out of here. I won't teach you equestrian skills here. Go to other places." There was a bang. The old man closed the door directly, but he himself lay down peacefully. Inside the stable, I didn't care if the stable was dirty or not. I actually slept in it, looking very contented.
"A damn old man, he is also a horse breeder. He is a good-for-nothing guy." Of course, the students were not happy about being shut down by a lowly horse official. They all walked away angrily, quite arrogantly.
Meng Xinghe paused for a long time next to the stable. He could only look at the students in the distance who had mastered the seven or six apertures, pretending to wield swords and guns. He did not join in the fun and went over to show off. Instead, he sat in front of the stable. On the manger where horses are fed.
He was wearing a green shirt. It was not the kind of fine fabric. He was holding a piece of dried thatch in his mouth. He was sitting in front of the stable, looking at the sky with some dejection. He looked like a young boy raising horses without much ideals. He only knew that Chopping wood to feed the horses makes a living.
"Get up. Get out of the way." A scolding voice came. Then I saw a woman who, although beautiful in appearance, always had that pretty face, and made people afraid to approach her.
Holding grass in his mouth and narrowing his eyes, he looked like those dandy young men in the market outside. "Master Du is also here to feed the horses."
The master did not answer the naughty words. He carefully put a bundle of horse materials in his hand into the manger. He glared at Meng Xinghe fiercely and said, "Others are working hard to learn riding and shooting. You are a good person. You are actually lazy here."
"Others are others and I am me. Don't compare the two. There are thousands of students in the Tang Dynasty, but there is only one Meng Xinghe. I am the only one who dares to marry you." Pulling out the thatch from his mouth. Meng Xinghe has Tian shamelessly said: "Of course. I am the only one who dumps you."
"You..." Master raised his hand and was about to slap it down. When you meet such a shameless person, no matter how well you have cultivated yourself, it will be of no use.
"Someone is looking over here. If you are not afraid of rumors, just shoot him down." Meng Xinghe was sitting on the manger, with the stable railing behind him, lying on his back, looking completely frivolous.
"Scoundrel..." I really couldn't find any words to describe Meng Xinghe. The master bit his red lips tightly, and his eyes almost burst into flames.
Meng Xinghe wiped the manger with his clothes a few times and said, "I have a few questions I would like to ask. I wouldn't mind sitting down and talking."
"Speak quickly." In line with the responsibility of the wife, Miss Du sat down.
"Are you betrothed to someone?"
The Master said nothing. She just wanted to find a knife to kill Meng Xinghe.
Meng Xinghe glanced at Mrs. Du up and down and said: "A girl is not getting married at the age of seventeen. Her parents are guilty. I think I am already twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. I haven't found a husband yet. I don't know how Mr. Du can feel relieved."
"Don't talk about my father." Seeing Meng Xinghe shaking his head and sighing bitterly, the master scolded directly: "It's time for men to get married, and for women to get married. I, Du Xuan, don't want to do that. In this life, there is no man worthy of me, Du Xuan, worrying about him. .There is no man worthy of marrying me."
Meng Xinghe took a deep breath and did not answer. He raised his finger and pointed at the rising sun. Miss Du saw his strange movements and thought he was going to do something extraordinary. She immediately stood up and took care of the horse feed. .
Meng Xinghe grinned and laughed at himself: "How about being aloof? Even if he is a mortal, he is sent away with just the word "日". His name is also sad, and his life is also sad."
"It's inexplicable." Miss Du cursed. Not understanding Meng Xinghe's words, she opened the stable door directly and saw the gray-haired old man. He was as friendly as meeting an old friend. She said happily: "Grandpa Wei. .Why are you sleeping in the stable again?" The master said cheeringly. He had already woken up the old man. She then saw the tall horses with shiny black bodies. Her eyes lit up and she said: "This is Black Wind. What a horse. Nice horse.”
Gently stroking Heifeng's smooth fur. Miss Du has never been as gentle as she is showing at this moment. She is stern with people, but is very kind to horses. This woman is really unreasonable.
"Would you like to give it a try?" Old Man Wei indicated to Master Du that he could ride Black Wind.
"Heifeng. I am Xuanxuan. Remember not to make trouble or jump." He gently touched Heifeng's head and pushed on the stirrups. Miss Du easily rode on Heifeng's back. Then Miss Du pulled the reins. The black wind was like an arrow off the string. It ran out with a whoosh. It was as fast as a gust of black wind blowing by.
Fortunately, Meng Xinghe reacted quickly and was not trampled to death by Miss Du's Black Wind. Looking at the graceful figure disappearing, Meng Xinghe wished that Black Wind would wait until the beast became more ferocious and kill Du. The lady fell heavily to the ground. It would be best to step on her again and let her taste the feeling of being trampled by a wild beast.
Angrily, he sat back on the manger. When the old man who was looking after the horses saw that Meng Xinghe was still lingering here, he actually yelled: "You haven't left yet."
"You haven't taught me the art of riding a horse. Where can I go?" Anyway, this old man doesn't know how to teach me how to ride a horse. It's better to give me a shameless excuse. He is too embarrassed to drive me away.
"You really want to learn." Unexpectedly, the old man actually said this to Meng Xinghe.
I'm having a good time. I also encountered strange things. Meng Xinghe nodded. He wanted to learn.
"Is it in the evening? Come to the school grounds yourself and I'll teach you." Old Man Wei said and continued to lie down in the stable to sleep. He didn't care about Meng Xinghe's answer at all.
"Then what should I do now?" Meng Xinghe asked repeatedly. He was just bored and wanted to find someone to talk to.
"Go home and sleep. Or go to the side to dance with knives and guns." The old man said vaguely. He had already overslept. Meng Xinghe had never seen such a strange old man. He didn't talk to him. He got up and walked to the school gate. He was going to go back. Sleep at home.
He glanced at the running field opposite the school ground. The majestic black horse was galloping. Meng Xinghe felt as if he had been kicked by the horse's hoof. He was a little out of breath. If he had a knife in his hand, he would definitely kill this guy. A beast that won't let itself ride.
He bowed his body slightly and prepared to evacuate this lively place.
Suddenly, a dark wind came from behind.
"Boom.."
The arrow made a strange vibrating sound. The maroon door at the entrance of the school ground buzzed and trembled. A powerful arrow was stuck in the door. If Meng Xinghe hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been shot through by this hidden arrow. Heart and lungs.
Even a fool could see that this hidden arrow was deliberate. Because those weak scholars would not be able to shoot such powerful arrows. Those who can shoot such arrows are usually those who are very powerful and have good archery skills.
Pretending to be nonchalant, Meng Xinghe turned around. Master Du, who was still riding a horse in the distance, was also lucky enough to see this scene and ran over on horseback one step earlier.
"Hou Junji, what are you doing? This is a school, not a military camp." Du Fuzi had already arrived in front of the culprit who shot random arrows. He immediately ordered everyone not to use bows and arrows today.
Meng Xinghe also immediately saw Hou Junji, the last top scholar in the Jinke Academy. He calmly pulled out the arrow stuck in the door, held it in his hand, and slowly walked towards the archery venue.
"It was that grandson who shot it just now." Meng Xinghe is very good at pretending to be dumbfounded. Even if he knew that it was Hou Junji who shot it, he still wanted to take advantage of his words now. Stand among the group of people who can hold up a strong bow. Among the students, Meng Xinghe also picked a bow and arrow for himself and said: "Shooting hidden arrows is not exciting. We have to shoot at each other to be interesting."
Hou Junji and Meng Xinghe stood face to face. The hand holding the bow was shaking. They wanted to shoot Meng Xinghe's head off with one arrow.
"Meng Xinghe, please go back." Master Du stood between the two of them. Seeing that the two of them were at war with each other, he was afraid that something would happen. This was the first time that Master Du stretched out his hand to block Meng Xinghe's stalwart body and said: "This matter I will take care of it. I will give you justice later. Don’t get into a fight on the school grounds. This is no joke. If you don’t listen, your life will be over.”
"Get out of the way." Meng Xinghe raised his thick eyebrows and said coldly to Hou Junji: "It's a man's business. It's better for women to stop interrupting."
The master's face turned red. She couldn't dissuade Meng Xinghe. She immediately turned around and cursed at Hou Junji, who also wanted to duel with Meng Xinghe: "Get out of here. You are no longer a student of the Imperial College. You are not qualified to be in the school grounds." Move around.”
Hou Junji did not listen to Miss Du this time. He stretched out his hand to push away her approaching body and said: "Xuanxuan, don't block me today." He spoke very gently, as if he was speaking for his beloved woman and Meng. Like Duel of the Galaxy.
Neither of the two men could persuade him. The wife suddenly became angry. He grabbed a bow and arrow and shouted: "You want a duel, right? That's fine. Count me in."
It was originally a war between men. Now a woman has joined in. Everyone in the Imperial College has gone crazy with rumors that there is some unknown relationship between a student from other places and the Master. Now I see Mr. Hou and the Master who are pursuing the Master. A student wants to duel. Isn't it obvious that this is a fact? So, everyone will wait and see how the subtle relationship between these three people will develop. However, look at Meng Xinghe's blue shirt. Except for the tall Bihou The young master is taller and stronger. In terms of face and family background, he is very different from Mr. Hou. It is necessary to lose.
Meng Xinghe patted his shoulder and held the bow and arrow in his hand. He said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter if you want to participate. Help him. We are enemies. Help me. I'm sorry. I don't need you to hold me back." He said lightly. Meng Xinghe had already walked far away with a bow and arrow. He didn't mind what this woman thought of him. Bullying to the top of his head. For Meng Xinghe, it was just to drag that person down and then step on him again. Go up. Let him never turn over.
"Xuanxuan, please get out of the way. Today I'm going to have a fight with this country guy who won't let go of you." In front of all the students, Hou Junji also acted like a man and said to his best friends around him. : "Mu Bai, Jun Xie, please help me hold onto your wife. I'm going to meet that Yakuza right now."
The master seemed to have heard the hidden message in Hou Junji's words. It was about the matter between her and Meng Xinghe. I don't know who was talking behind the scenes. This made this former number one scholar who was also well-known in Chang'an come up with the idea of a duel.
.I didn’t want to say those useless words. Miss Du suddenly didn’t want to pay attention to either of them. She led Hei Feng and walked to the stable angrily.
"Meng Xinghe. For the sake of your own future, put down the bow and arrow in your hand. This is my kindest reminder." After walking a long way, the master couldn't worry about Meng Xinghe after all. Out of respect for his teacher, she didn't want to look at someone whom her father admired.
The student has gained a bad reputation. After all, there was a public duel in the Imperial Academy. If the news reaches the ears of the current emperor, even if Meng Xinghe can enter the top ten in the scientific examination, when the imperial palace examination hand-picks the number one scholar, the civil and military officials will still treat him like this.
Making a fuss about his bad character would do him no good at all. But it was Du Fuzi’s kind reminder that made Hou Junji feel like he had eaten dozens of jars of vinegar. He went crazy, grabbed his bow and arrow, and shot at
Meng Xinghe rushed forward.
"Meng Xinghe, take out your bow. I will fight you to the death.