Jiang Qingliu's carriage made a big circle around the outskirts of Jinling, and finally stopped outside a courtyard that was breathed with cold air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Here?" Looking at the appearance of its unsightly courtyard, Wang Jian wondered.

"This is a place that I built with Sehoon many years ago, and there are a lot of things to play in it." Jiang Qingliu said, "Let's go, let's go in and have a look." ”

There was only an old couple guarding the courtyard, and when they saw Jiang Qingliu, they were both surprised and excited, and they were speechless. They wanted to follow and serve, but Jiang Qingliu refused, so they had to continue to rest in the house.

The layout design of each room in this house is very exquisite, there is a chess room, a painting room, a wine room, and a poetry room. The house was very clean, but there were signs of old age in many places.

Passing through the row of houses in front of you, you will see a very open field.

Wang Jin saw the archery field, the Keju field, the horse farm and even the race track, and next to it there was a row of small houses and a horse shed, in which there were two horses, leisurely gnawing on grain and grass.

"When I was ten years old, I suddenly wanted to make money, so I built this place with Sehoon, which attracted many young masters who had money and nowhere to spend to have fun. In the beginning, business was very good, and Sehoon and I also made some money. But then there were people in the city who learned to build similar places, and the number of people gradually decreased. In addition, I was away all the year round, so I couldn't take care of this side, and Sehun was not good at management, so I shut it down. Jiang Qingliu recalled the past.

"When you were ten?" Wang Jin was surprised, and couldn't help but think of what he was doing when he was ten years old.

"Well, I was very stubborn at that time, and I didn't accept what anyone said, so I wanted to do something, thinking that this would change something." Jiang Qingliu smiled self-deprecatingly, "In fact, in the eyes of others, it is still as ridiculous as a child." ”

The hidden emotions in his words made Wang Jian frown slightly, could it be that there was a shadow in his childhood?

Before she could ask, Jiang Qingliu had already recovered his emotions and took her hand and walked towards the archery range.

"I lost the last time I played darts, and I don't know if today's archery can win back a city." He smiled at Wang Jinwan.

Wang Jian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that I will lose even worse!" ”

He chose a small bow of half a stone for Wang Hibiscus, and he took a large bow of one stone for himself.

"How do you compare?" Holding the bow in his hand and trying it a few times, he felt that it felt good, Wang Jian said with great interest.

"Do you know how to ride a horse?" Jiang Qingliu asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Wang Jian replied proudly.

"Then you wait for me." Jiang Qingliu walked to the opposite stable, leading the two horses to the track.

"We're racing arrows on horseback." Jiang Qingliu patted the horse and said.

There is a distance of forty zhang between the track and the three targets, which is close to the limit of the range of the bow and arrow in Wang Jin's hand, and it is indeed difficult to complete it on a horse.

Archery is not difficult, but this is a bit weak in pulling a bow on a horse, after all, her equestrian skills can only be regarded as a beginner level at best. It's just that she just said that she can ride a horse, and it is inevitable that she can't pull her face at this time.

Seeing her hesitation, Jiang Qingliu couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Jin lowered his head, blushed and said, "That... In fact... I don't ride very well. ”

"Then I'll ride with you." Jiang Qingliu said softly.

He picked Wang Hibiscus on his horse, and he himself turned over and sat up, wrapped Wang Hibiscus around him with one hand, and held the reins.

Feeling a little tense in his arms, he couldn't help but feel annoyed that he didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly moved his position, trying to leave some space with Wang Jin's body.

"I'll run slower, you try first." He said softly, gently urging the horse to run.

Wang Jian noticed his movements, although she was a little nervous because she hadn't ridden for a long time, but she couldn't specifically say to him: It's okay, you get closer, right?

However, as the horses ran faster, their bodies would touch each other from time to time, and she obviously felt that Jiang Qingliu's body was getting stiffer and stiffer.

"I'm afraid I'll sit on this horse anymore if you're so nervous." She turned her head and glared at Jiang Qingliu, and said angrily.

Jiang Qingliu's face was a little red, he nodded slightly, and his other hand held Wang Jin's waist: "You shoot an arrow and try it." ”

"Yes." Wang Jian bent his bow and arrows, staring intently at the arrow target that was getting closer and closer, and in a parallel moment, the arrow flew out like a meteor.

"Did you shoot?" She looked back.

"Shot." Jiang Qingliu replied without looking at it.

Wang Jin was suspicious: "Really? ”

"Really." Jiang Qingliu affirmed.

"Did you hit the bull's-eye?" She asked again.

Jiang Qingliu hesitated and said resolutely: "En, it's hit!" ”

Wang Jian knew that he was lying when he heard it, and snorted: "I don't believe it, you turn around and go back and I'll take a look." ”

Jiang Qingliu had no choice but to turn around obediently and go back.

Looking at the arrow inserted at the edge of the target, Wang Jin's self-esteem was greatly damaged, and he was unconvinced.

Jiang Qingliu hurriedly comforted softly: "Jin'er is playing for the first time, it's good to be able to shoot at the target!" ”

"Come again!" She exhaled.

However, the second arrow was still far from the bull's-eye, and Wang Jin, who had always been very confident in his archery skills, finally got angry.

Seven or eight times in a row, only the last arrow finally hit the bull's-eye, and she was almost angry.

During this period, Jiang Qingliu wanted to help, but she was severely stopped by her with a straight face, so she had to be anxious in her heart.

Seeing that her little face turned red with annoyance, Jiang Qingliu couldn't help but feel distressed: "It's me who rode too fast, otherwise Jin'er would have shot a long time ago." ”

But the more he comforted him so softly, the more Wang Jin started a little temper.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, are you so bad the first time?" She covered her ears and twisted her body.

This time, Jiang Qingliu did not answer for a long time. His face was a little strange, as if he was in pain and patient, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Jin'er, shall we rest for a while?" ”

Hearing that there was something wrong with his tone, Wang Jian forgot to be angry for a while, and wondered, "What's wrong with you?" Why is your face so red? Got a fever? As he spoke, he reached out and probed his forehead.

Looking at the delicate face in front of him, Jiang Qingliu's eyes swelled with dark waves, and an extremely strong impulse surged into his heart.

The next moment, he lowered his head.

The touch on his lips was soft, sweet, and fragrant, and he couldn't help but want more.

Inexperienced, his movements were a little clumsy, and there was a slight pain in his lips, and Wang Jian couldn't help but snort softly.

Jiang Qingliu came to his senses all of a sudden, let go of her, helpless and remorseful, and said, "Jin'er, I..."

Wang Jin's face was so hot that he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Don't do this next time." ”

Seeing that she was not angry, Jiang Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded again and again in agreement: "Well, never like this again!" ”

After saying that, he felt that it was wrong, and added: "If Jin'er doesn't agree." ”

Wang Jin snorted and laughed, glanced at him, and the scenery between his eyes was extremely beautiful, and Jiang Qingliu was stunned.

Seeing that his expression began to change again, Wang Jian was a little flustered, and hurriedly changed the topic and said: "I don't want to play archery anymore, you can tell me about your childhood." ”

"Okay." Jiang Qingliu came back to his senses, coughed awkwardly, groaned slightly, and told the past in his memory.