"Uncle Cheng, I heard that you recently got a fierce horse, and you haven't tamed it after tossing it for more than ten days?"

Before Liu Zi'an's words fell, Cheng Yanjin changed color, stared at his red eyes, and slapped his thigh suddenly.

"Phew, which mouthy dog thief did you listen to, isn't it your majesty's old horseman? I knew that this guy gave me a BMW, and he must have bad intentions, and his feelings depend on the old man's jokes......"

Liu Zi'an: ......

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that this trumpet flower that hit the soul could not eat anything by himself, even if he ran outside, he could not eat it if he was beaten to death.

"It's not—I mean, if you can't clean it up yourself, your nephew can help—"

Liu Zi'an's small breasts were patted with a bang.

Cheng Yanjin carried the wine jug, slanting his drunken eyes.

"What's the matter, who looks down on it? Let me tell you, I want to tell you, back then, in the old man's million-dollar army, taking the head of the general was like probing for things, what the world had never seen, what strong enemy had not been cleaned up, not to mention a small fierce horse! Even if it's a dragon, you have to give it to the old man and hold it ......."

The wine was surging, and Lao Cheng's tongue was a little straight.

"Let's go, look, see the old man clean up for you, clean up, proper, proper, beyond, ......"

Liu Zi'an followed Lao Cheng to the stable with embarrassment, and estimated in his heart that with Lao Cheng's skills, even if he couldn't clean it up, he wouldn't be cleaned up by the fierce horse, right?

He had seen it before, and the horse was truly extraordinary.

After thinking about it, for the sake of the safety device, he still turned around and called Lu Bu, the test is the test, don't really toss the old man into trouble.

Lu Bu had a cold face and followed behind Liu Zi'an without saying a word, and Liu Zi'an suddenly felt a lot more relieved.

"General—"

The stables guarding the stables immediately greeted Cheng Yanjin when he saw Cheng Yanjin coming.

"Go-go, give the old man, that, the red rabbit horse, give, let go-"

This little red horse is actually called a red rabbit horse?

Liu Zi'an glanced back at Lu Bu with a somewhat strange expression. Lu Bu didn't hear it, and still stood aside with an arrogant face, looking at the sky with his eyes.

The stablekeeper glanced at it with some concern, and the drunken Cheng Biting Jin hesitated.

"Go ahead, it's okay, I'll watch—"

Liu Zi'an waved his hand at the old stable, and the stableman, whose sideburns were a little gray, nodded yes again and again, but his eyes kept looking at Lu Bu who was standing coldly next to him. Now no one in this big camp doesn't know that Director Liu has a super fierce man next to him who can rival the Duke of Britain, the Duke of Ji and the Duke of Suguo.

Liu Zi'an: ......

Before they could approach the stable, they heard the neighing of a dragon coming from inside the stable. Liu Zi'an didn't feel anything, and Lu Bu on the side was already shining, revealing a moving look.

"Good horse!"

Lu Bu rarely put away his cold and arrogant little face and walked over quickly.

Liu Zi'an touched his nose, and his expression became more and more strange.

As soon as the fence of the stable was opened, a long groan was heard from Herod, and the red rabbit horse trapped in the stable shook his head and rushed out of it like a bolt of lightning, so frightened that Liu Zi'an jumped to the side in an instant.

If this were a normal time, Lao Cheng would have to avoid his edge for the time being, but he is not a dog with guts +4 at this time, he is very bold. Staring at the big red eyes and rushing up, Liu Zi'an couldn't help but gasp.

So violent!

He wanted Cheng to bite Jin to try the effect of his big trumpet flower, but he didn't want Lao Cheng to play with his life.

"Division—"

Between the lightning and flint, he just wanted to shout for his senior brother to help, but he saw that Cheng Yanjin had already grabbed the reins of the horse, and shouted at the same time.

"Phew—"

Then, the red rabbit horse came to a halt. Due to the hasty stop, the hooves scratched four scratches on the ground!

"Old man, come, Lao Tzu invites you to drink!"

Cheng Bingjin laughed, grabbed the horse's neck, and handed over the wine jar. The red rabbit horse, with a snort, really leaned his head over......

Liu Zi'an was stunned, it was the first time he had seen a horse who could drink.

If you drink alcohol and go on the road, is it considered drunk driving?

"How-"

Cheng Biting Jin squinted his eyes, looked at Liu Zi'an and laughed proudly.

Liu Zi'an leaned in with a curious face, looked at Cheng Biting Jin, and then looked at the red rabbit horse who was drinking wine, touched his nose, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Awesome!"

This gave him a little more confidence in his trumpet flower.

However, he forgot that he was still holding a tweed tweed that had been soaked in wine, and with a thumbs up on his side, the little trumpet flower was revealed.

The red rabbit horse, who was drinking, had a fluttering nose, and a pair of big eyes aimed at it in an instant, and before Liu Zi'an could react, he raised his head like lightning, bit it with one bite, and swallowed it with a roll of his tongue.

Liu Zi'an was taken aback, and looked at the person and horse in front of him in shock, which was fortunate not to bite his hand, otherwise he would have to eat horse meat tonight.

The red rabbit horse that ate the trumpet flower is a bit profligate.

and Cheng bit the gold, grinding their ears and temples, and drank so hot that it was hot.

Looking at Cheng Biting Jin, who has no dislike for you and the Red Rabbit Horse, Liu Zi'an couldn't help but gasp.

"Uncle Cheng, why don't we go back and drink?"

Cheng Biting Jin pulled Liu Zi'an's hand away.

"Go away, I'm going to get drunk with my old buddy today-"

Don't look at this old guy and drink too much, but he is so energetic, Liu Zi'an was pulled by him and almost fell to the ground.

Forget it, forget it, it's good if you're happy.

Liu Zian pulled the unruly Lu Bu, patted his ass and left.

That night, Cheng Biting Jin and his jujube red horses made a fuss all night with a group of war horses, and no one could pull it, and finally fell asleep in the stable......

The next day, early in the morning, Liu Zi'an, who was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, carefully dug out the trumpet flower and dragged Lu Bu back to the National Prison.

provoked the father who got up early in the morning to walk, with a puzzled face.

"Zi'an, your husband and classmates don't eat green onions, but eat trumpet flowers instead?"

Liu Zi'an almost fell off the horse, nodded indiscriminately, and fled.

Looking at the backs of Liu Zi'an and Lu Bu in the distance, Old Man Liu stroked his goatee and nodded thoughtfully. Turning around, he looked at his vegetable garden, tilted his head and pondered for a while, then turned his head and shouted at his house.

"Old woman, do you still have the seeds of trumpet flowers at home? Hurry up and take it out and plant it, Zi'an's husband likes to eat ......"

Liu Zi'an naturally didn't know that his father was heartbroken about his harmonious teacher-student and classmate relationship, so he ran to Chang'an in a puff of smoke.

Cheng Biting Jin, who woke up, got up from the horse manure heap, touched the horse manure residue on his beard with a confused face, frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Liu Zi'an, you bastard, the old man is going to beat your ass-"