The black horse galloped along the avenue, all the way forward, and I don't know if the horse was too fast, or how, Ji Tao didn't catch up.

Song Daodao reined in his horse and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I learned to ride a horse in the 21st century, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape so quickly.

Fortunately, Wu Ling thought thoughtfully and knew that he might not be able to beat anyone, so he specially gave himself a bag of lime just in case.

This is a lesson, and you still have to live humbly in the future.

Song Daodao smiled, clamped his legs, and urged the horse forward.

Song Daodao stroked the hair of the black horse under his crotch and exclaimed: "This coat color is really pure, black and shiny, like silk, you won't be King Xiang's black horse, right?" ”

Unexpectedly, the horse looked up and barked as if he understood Song Daodao's words.

"Yo, it's quite human." Song Daodao stroked his hair, leaned on the horse's neck and looked at the horse's hooves, "Wu Aya's book says that the black horse is black and white, and your hooves are also black, from Africa." ”

"No matter what, you saved my life, just mess with me in the future, and wait for me to give you a name." Song Dao thought for a moment, "I remember that a game I played before had the name of the Eight Horses in it, and there seemed to be an all-black horse in it, what was it called......

Song Dao thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of it.

"Forget it, let's call it Wangcai, it's easy to remember."

Unexpectedly, when the horse heard the name, he suddenly stood up and neighed.

Fortunately, Song Daodao's skills are excellent, so he immediately clamped the horse's belly, strangled the reins, and laughed: "Hahaha, it seems that you are very satisfied with the name Wangcai!" ”

After a hiss, the chief of wealth and wealth galloped up again, and rushed out like an arrow along the main road.

Song Daodao was not ready for a while, so frightened that he grabbed the horse's neck and almost fell down.

"Slow down, Wangcai, if you like this name again, it's better to calm down, you almost killed me like this, you know!"

Song Daodao said in his heart, Ji Tao once said that along this road, you can get to Shouchun today, and then you can go into the city to rest and rest.

Wangcai is to run fast, and it will be in Shouchun City in a while.

Shouchun is an ancient city, and you can know this city by playing some historical games.

In that year, Qin Shi Huang beat the king of Chu and fled to Shouchun, and ordered Shouchun to be Ying, that is, the capital of Chu.

Since the king of Chu has built a capital here, this is naturally a big city.

Song Dao got off the horse and led the horse into the city.

Although it was already evening, the streets of Shouchun City were still full of people, unlike the six counties in the evening, and every household did not even open their doors.

Although there are many people on the streets, the vendors are also cleaning up their stalls, and people leaving the city and entering the city line up at the entire city gate.

Maybe it was because Song Daodao had a sword in his hand and led a horse, and the crowd made way for him.

Song Daodao was looking for a guest house along the road where he could stay, and walked over a burly man in a coarse cloth shirt.

This man is so familiar!

I haven't been here for half a month since I came to the end of Qin, and I don't know many people, how can there be people I know, but out of curiosity, Song Dao still wants to look back at that person again.

Unexpectedly, the man also turned his head to look at Song Daodao.

The eyes of the two were almost intertwined, and Song Daodao hurriedly turned his head to prevent each other from looking at each other, and the other party's appearance did not have time to take a closer look.

But out of curiosity, Song Daodao still sneaked a glance behind him, only to find that the person had disappeared into the crowd.

"I'll go, it's still not good to cause trouble, if this big brother suddenly says, 'What are you worried about?' It's not good. Song Daodao touched Wangcai's hair and continued to look for the inn.

There are many guest houses in Shouchun, but most of them are either full or have been closed, and Song Daodao still looked for a long time to find an open guest house.

Song Daodao put the horse in the stable in the backyard and entered the guest house by himself.

The lobby was filled with a few cases, but all of them were empty except for a drunken young guest sitting in the middle one.

"Where the guests come from, there can be a test." An old man in a long jacket saw the guests and immediately greeted them.

"Coming from Yangcheng." Song Daodao took out the inspection pass from his waist and handed it to the owner, "Shop, there is still a guest room." ”

The old man checked the inspection pass and respectfully handed it back to Song Daodao: "It turned out to be the county lieutenant of Yangcheng, and there is a guest room, please upstairs." ”

Song Daodao nodded, just about to go upstairs.

The drunken guest suddenly slammed the flask on the table and shouted, "Shopkeeper, another jug, hot!" ”

The shopkeeper looked hurried, and immediately bent down and walked in front of the guest: "Han Gong, this point is coming, the other house has closed, and I am still open here, and it will be another trouble to be charged." ”

"What are you afraid of!" The customer slapped the table, grabbed the shopkeeper by the collar, and hiccuped at him.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to show a little disgust, and let him fiddle with it.

"It's still closed, how can you still pick up customers when it's closed." The guest pointed to Song Daodao, who was standing aside, and asked.

"This ......," the shopkeeper whispered in the customer's ear, "That's the county lieutenant of Yangcheng, how can I not give him face." ”

"What a county lieutenant!" As soon as the guest heard this, he slapped the table and threw the store aside, "The one that Naigong despises the most is the county lieutenant!" ”

After that, the guest kicked over the several cases in front of him with one kick, the dishes and chopsticks on the table were shattered, and the corners of the cases were also kicked to pieces.

The shopkeeper hurriedly hugged the guest's leg and grovelled and begged, "Han Gong, stop your anger!" ”

"Humph!" The guest stared at Song Daodao on the side of the stairs viciously, and stretched out his hand.

The shopkeeper immediately understood, picked up his saber from the ground, and wiped the dust off it with his sleeve.

"Give it to me, your sleeves are covered with ashes on the ground, and you dare to wipe my sword." The guest kept staring at Song Daodao and said arrogantly.

Song Daodao saw that people were so arrogant, and without feeling a little angry in his heart, he looked directly at that person.

The shopkeeper hurriedly handed the sword to the customer.

The guest took the sword and wiped the hilt with his sleeve. Song Daodao felt the slightest murderous intent, and couldn't help but clench the sword in his hand.

"Hmph, the account is on credit first." The guest sneered, and finally looked away from Song Daodao.

"Yes, yes, yes." The shopkeeper crouched on the ground and crawled a few steps to make way out.

The guest thrust his sword into his waist and turned to leave the inn.

Seeing that the guest had already walked away, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

The guys who were doing chores in the shop next to him were so frightened that they retreated to the corner before, but now they hurriedly came out one by one and picked up the shopkeeper.

Song Daodao walked up to the shopkeeper and asked, "Who is this person, so arrogant." Looking at the age of only 20 years, why does the store call it public. ”

"Be careful!" The shopkeeper hurriedly interrupted Song Daodao's words, "This Han Gong is the righteous brother of our Shouchun County Order-Han Xin." ”

"Han Xin!"