Coming to this era, Cao Miao rode a horse for the first time, and he was still a stirrup horse, and he didn't walk fast. Xiahou Xuan's attendant knight quickly caught up with him, turned his horse's head sideways, blocked Cao Miao's way, and bowed his hand.

"Prince, please stay."

"Something?" Cao Miao grabbed the reins with an indifferent expression.

"My prince wants to meet the prince." The knight was polite, but also resolute, with an unquestioning look. Although he was very polite, he was not in awe, and obviously did not take Cao Miao, the prince of Yongqiu, seriously.

Cao Miao squinted at the knight. "Who is your prince?"

The knight said proudly: "Changling Township, Xiahou Taichu." ”

Cao Miao didn't think twice. "Nope." As he spoke, he flicked the reins and moved on. He had some regrets. I knew that I could get a few horses today, and I should have played a few stirrups in the gold market just now, and I had to let Ah Hu go again.

The knight was stunned and stood on the spot, not knowing what to do for a while. Seeing that Cao Miao's horse head was about to hit him, he subconsciously shook the reins of the horse and controlled the war horse to the side. Seeing Cao Miao walking in front of him, he came back to his senses, was furious, turned his horse's head, and stopped in front of Cao Miao's horse again.

"Please stay, prince."

Cao Miao also sank his face. "What, you're trying to get in my way?"

"Don't dare. Please stay and meet with my prince. The prince of my family is going to the hussar general's mansion for a banquet, and he can't delay the prince for long. ”

"He can see what he wants?" Cao Miao shouted: "Get out! ”

The knights and horses are one, not moving at all, and their eyes have become cold, revealing a chilling atmosphere, obviously a master who has killed people on the battlefield, and likes to move the knife more than the person who moves the mouth. Cao Miao knew that there was no reason to talk about this kind of person, a big fist was justice, so she didn't talk nonsense anymore, and stretched out her finger.

Ah Hu shook the reins, grabbed the knight, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

"What if I don't roll?" The knight raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and reached out and pressed it on the hilt of the knife at his waist. He didn't dare to be rude to Cao Miao, but it didn't mean that he didn't dare to be rude to Cao Miao's servants. It's just that Ah Hu is a child, so he didn't shoot directly.

Ah Hu didn't say much, on one side of his body, he slid off the horse, his short body and slammed into his shoulders.

The knight sneered, raised his leg, and kicked Ah Hu's shoulder as he reached out and drew his sword. He originally wanted to block Ah Hu's attack with his feet first, and then pull out his knife and put it on Ah Hu's neck, and defeat the enemy with one move, so that Cao Miao's master and servant would know that it was powerful, and not to be bored. Before he arrived, Ah Hu's movements were extremely fast, his feet had just moved, Ah Hu had already collided with his shoulders and was hitting his little feet.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, the knight's calf was broken by Ah Hu. At the same time, Ah Hu also broke the ribs of the war horse. The war horse neighed in sorrow, moved two steps sideways, and staggered to the ground. Seeing that the situation was not good, the knight subconsciously pressed the saddle, flew up from the horse, and landed on the ground, avoiding the bad luck of being suppressed by the war horse, but because of a broken calf, he was unsteady on his feet, fell to the ground, and rolled his legs.

"I told you to get out, and you had to keep rolling." Ah Hu clapped his hands, as if he had slapped off a cloud of dust.

"You—" The knight was annoyed, and he struggled to his feet, standing on one foot, and at the same time drew his long knife and pointed it at Ah Humian's door. "You're looking for death!"

Ah Hu's face was cold, and he didn't draw his sword, but jumped in front of the knight. I didn't see how he moved, but he snatched the long knife from the knight's hand, slammed it into the shoulder, knocked the knight a few steps away, rolled on the ground a few times, and rolled until he reached the opposite side of the road, where he was almost crushed by a passing car.

Ah Hu sneered, threw it with his hand, and the long knife broke through the wind, piercing between the knight's legs, buzzing. The knight turned pale with fright, and did not dare to move for a long time. His eyes widened, and he looked at Ah Hu in disbelief, his face was red and white for a while.

Seeing that there was a conflict here, Xiahou Xuan rushed over. He glanced at the fallen knight, a hint of unhappiness flashing across his face, but his movements remained unhurried. He got out of the car and walked towards Cao Miao, but was stopped by Ah Hu.

Xiahou Xuan frowned and was silent, and stood with his hands arched, with a slight anger on his jade-like face, but he still did not lose his demeanor. Dressed in a snow-white plain gauze shirt, it blows lightly with the wind and floats out of the dust.

At this time, many passers-by turned around, and some people exclaimed. "Isn't this Xiahou Taichu, the head of the Four Congs?"

Someone immediately answered, "Sure enough." This kind of bearing, you can't find a second one in Luoyang City. ”

Hearing Xiahou Xuan's name, the curtain of a carriage parked on the side of the road lifted a corner, revealing half of a white and red, happy and disgusting pretty face. "It turns out that he is Xiahou Taichu. Lang Lang is like a sun, and his name is well deserved. ”

"True celebrities too." Another voice chimed in.

Xiahou Xuan was indifferent to everyone's onlookers, just stood quietly. Ah Hu was a little weak-hearted, and quietly glanced back at Cao Miao. Cao Miao sat on horseback and looked down at Xiahou Xuan, feeling a little complicated.

There is no doubt that Xiahou Xuan is a celebrity, and can even be said to be the most famous celebrity in the Wei and Jin dynasties, both in character and knowledge. Even opponents such as Sima Yi, Master Sima and their lackeys were more jealous than hostile to Xiahou Xuan.

But it's a pity that this person is the leader of Cao Wei's third generation, but he didn't help Cao Wei Jiangshan.

Deng Yang rushed over, separated the crowd, squeezed in front of Cao Miao, and gave up his hands again and again. "Prince, the beginning has no ill intentions, just wants to talk to the prince. The servant was ignorant, offended the prince, and asked the prince for forgiveness. ”

"Yo, this is Deng Xuanmao. It's rare to see two of the four congs at once today. ”

"Yes, the most, I'm really lucky today, I'll see you when I go out."

"Who is this prince, who can actually talk to Xiahou Taichu?"

"Prince, on the road, isn't it ......" someone exclaimed: "The one from the Yongqiu Palace?" ”

"Oh—" The people who suddenly realized it exclaimed in unison, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic. Different from Yishui'er adoring eyes looking at Xiahou Xuan, the eyes looking at Cao Miao were more complicated, with sympathy, contempt, and disdain.

Cao Miao was expressionless, slowly got off the horse, stretched out his hand to push Deng Yang away, walked in front of Xiahou Xuan, and snorted: "After the famous general, the head of the four congs, you really have a big row." It seems that if I don't talk to you, I can't leave today? ”

Xiahou Xuan's face was calm and arched his hands. "Chaowen said, Xi can die. The prince is wise, and he is happy to see the hunting, and he asks the prince to forgive his sins. ”

"So you took me as a prey." Cao Miao nodded. He has also read some books in the past two days, including Cao Pi's "Classics", and he just knows that "seeing the joy of hunting the heart" is the word in the "Classics", and the front is "grass and shallow beast fat".

Xiahou Xuan was slightly stunned, and then explained: "What Xuan said about hunting is the way, not disrespectful to the prince. ”

Cao Miao ignored him, raised his left hand, raised his middle finger, and raised his chin slightly.