Whether in the previous life or in this life, Shixun has never learned to ride a horse seriously. Although the Lun family once said: "A person can ride a horse", but that refers to straddle the horse's back and walk casually, not everyone can make the horse run and sit firmly. When he came out of the family's farm, it was the first time Xun rode a horse, and it was a small horse, and his neck was not as tall as himself. Later, I went ashore with Tai Shici in Huang County, and asked an old man to borrow a horse, where was the horse given by the old man, it was clearly a mule, and they entered Huang County, and the people welcomed Tai Shici along the way, so it was impossible for them to run at all.

But tomorrow is not only to ride a horse out of the house, it is said that he also has to shoot, as far as his garbage riding skills are concerned, the probability of not falling off the horse's back and falling into a lot of meat and eight vegetarian vegetables is estimated to catch up with the probability of lying on the main road of Beijing's Third Ring Road all day without being crushed by the car. No, you have to think of a good way to do it.

When he returned to his house, he called the old slave who served him, and while he was gesturing, he drew a simple drawing with a brush on a piece of wood, and asked the old slave to find someone to make it as soon as possible. He painted a pair of horseshoe, carved from wood, the upper and lower parts tenoned, glued, and then connected with a leather cord. For example, in a wealthy family like Jiajia, there are some simple workshops in the home, and the daily utensils are rarely purchased, all of them are made by themselves, such as weaving, making clothes, making furniture, rammed earth and bricks, and so on. Of course, under normal circumstances, the people who make these things are not professional craftsmen, but slaves who have a certain amount of craftsmanship at home.

Because the commodity economy was extremely underdeveloped at that time, of course, it was impossible to go out and turn right into a "SevenEleven", and turn left on a "Carrefour". Under normal circumstances, even in the county town of the national capital, there are only three or four handicraft workshops, and gadgets have to rely on a trip to the market at the city gate every ten days and a half months, and the big gadgets have to be made by temporary hired workers. Therefore, a wealthy family like Jiajia is simply self-sufficient internally.

But there are carpenters in the house, and there is more than one, and the blacksmith is indebted, and after all, it is impossible to burn a large stove all day, it is too easy to catch fire. So Shi Xun couldn't beat the iron stirrup, so he had to settle for the next best thing and replace it with a wooden one - theoretically speaking, at most, the durability is almost good, and it won't be completely unusable, right?

The old slave took the order and went out, but Xun knelt and sat tired, and when no one was looking, he spread his legs and stretched out a long lazy waist - this kind of behavior would not reveal his origin, but it was just a little out of identity and a little indecent. But he didn't believe that in the absence of outsiders, could a scholar in this era really be able to sit on his knees all day without changing his posture? Can you still walk down the aisle?

Ah, Lao Tzu has also started to open the golden finger - Yes Xun thought a little smug and a little apprehensive. There were no stirrups in the Han Dynasty, and the earliest stirrups excavated in later generations were obtained from the Northern and Southern Dynasties, that is to say, those fierce generals and brothers in the Later Han Dynasty were all riding horses on the battlefield to slash at each other, and they felt terrifying when they thought about it. Hopefully, hopefully, the pedals will help you get through tomorrow...... Otherwise, just pretend to be sick?

However, Shixun still didn't pretend to be sick after all. Early the next morning, Shi Jun took a house slave and led a horse to urge Shi Xun out of the city. The three of them arrived at the door of the house, and suddenly saw that he had a cold face, clenched his fists, like a doorman who was looking at the house, glared at his own brother, and shouted angrily: "If you don't study well, where are you going?!" ”

It was Jun Zhen who was a little afraid of his fourth brother, so he couldn't help but shrink at the moment, and then quickly calmed down and explained that he went out to hunt. Yes, he asked, "Which fox friends are you going with with dogs?" Don't lead your seven brothers astray! Shi Jun took a deep breath and dared to stalk his neck: "Today's gathering is really good friends, and Zheng Yien is also among them." Hearing this, his eyelids couldn't help but tremble, and he looked his brother up and down for a while: "But it's rare...... The Yellow Turban Yu Party is in Qi County, and you still dare to go out on an outing? ”

"Fourth brother don't worry," Shi Jun hurriedly swore with a curse, "The yellow scarf is in the south, and we will only go to the north of the county, and there will be no accidents!" ”

It's easy to say, and finally let it go. So the three of them went out and got on the horse - Shi Jun didn't notice that it was Xun Gang's stirrup at first, thinking that it was just an ordinary pedal used to get on and off the horse, and after walking a distance, he saw that Shi Xun's feet were always on the pedal, and the pedal was not a rope or a soft object with a leather knot, but a hard one, so he couldn't help but wonder, and raised his whip and pointed: "Seventh brother, what is this?" ”

It's Xun Xin who finished speaking, I can't open up such a complicated question, but how can I explain it to you? He simply made a few random gestures, and said "ahhhhh It's no wonder that he doesn't understand, because even Jihoon himself doesn't understand what he is referring to.

The three horses are parallel, Xun is in the middle, Jun is on the left, and the house slave is on the right. At this time, the house slave also shouted: "There is also a hard pedal on the side of the seventh son." It was Jun Zema who walked around to the right and looked, "Hey, this thing is interesting...... Zheng Yien is inseparable from his pen and ink, and he will ask him to borrow it later, and then ask the seventh brother to solve his doubts. ”

When I came to the vicinity of the city gate, I finally gathered the "fox friends and dog friends" of Yes Jun, the number of them was not large, but each of them brought at least one domestic servant, and the total number was quite old. Shi Jun helped introduce: "This is Wang Zichun, the son of Gaomi Wang Ling, this is Shen Daochu, the nephew of Jimo Chen Ling, and this is the prince of the prince's ......, the younger brother of the prince of the post office."

......Speaking of this, he suddenly squeezed his eyes at Shixun: "Can the seventh brother guess who Brother Zheng is and who he is?" Shi Xun shook his head lightly, and said in his heart that in this Beihai County, except for you, I don't know how to say anything other to celebrities at all, and I stay at home all day long, listening to those people gossip, and it is impossible to talk about this - who is his father? Lao Tzu is not an immortal, how can he know the Tao?

That Zheng Yien had an honest face, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, my father is secretive." ”

Zheng Xuan, that's ...... I rely on Zheng Kangcheng! Suddenly, Shixun's eyes widened. Zheng Xuanzi Kangcheng, that is the last master of scripture in the Han Dynasty, in front of him, He Xiu and Lu Zhi have to stand aside. Let's put it this way, if the dominant position in later generations is not Song Confucianism and Taoism, but Han Confucianism, then Zheng Xuan is Zhu Xi's status...... No, it is several times stronger than Zhu Xi, and it can be called a sub-sage on a par with Mencius!

Even though he was stepping on the stirrups, Shixun still dangled on the horse and almost didn't fall off.

The last one is Jun introduced Shixun to everyone, saying: "This is the seventh brother in the clan, living in Lelang, and only returned to Beihai at the end of last year. I cried bitterly because of the death of my biological father, and now I can't speak, and where I offended, my brother Haihan. ”

It's Xun Luo who circled and made a move.,I thought this was Jun very naughty.,It's a FEEL to speak.。 Maybe you should be impressed by him, being able to be friends with Zheng Xuan's son, this little guy is not simple (in fact, according to his real age, he should be one year younger than Jun).

Zheng Yien returned the salute and praised: "The trip of filial piety is admirable. It was Jun Cema who came over and stretched out his hand to him: "Let's take pen and ink, my brother wants to ask the seventh brother some questions." ”

Shixun had no choice but to take the pen and ink and the bamboo slices - how should he meow this stirrup be expressed in the simplest words? After thinking for a while, he simply wrote: "Made by Goguryeo for riding." "If you have the ability, you can go to Goguryeo for verification, go, go!

He originally wanted to write about the Wa Kingdom, but he had a fate to come back from the past, but then he thought, no, this invention can't really fall on the head of little Japan. Goguryeo is an ancient country within the territory of my Greater China, although later the universe country bit its mouth and did not say anything, not to say that even most of Jilin Province, which started with Goguryeo and Goguryeo, is theirs, but our side does not recognize it after all - well, let's just say that Goguryeo invented it, and there is no shame.

Seeing it, he sighed softly: "Seventh brother, you really cherish ink like gold." Forget it, I'll make a pair for my little brother next time, let me try. ”

The crowd laughed and went out of the city to the north. Along the way, Shi Xun wanted to get close to Zheng Yien - if he could get along with Zheng Xuan's son, maybe he would have the opportunity to listen to Zheng Xuan's lecture! I don't really need to learn anything, I just need to brag to others about "Master Zheng Kangcheng...... I'm going to pay it back, and I can't walk sideways in the pile of scholars? It's a pity, it's a pity, his meow's Lao Tzu can't speak at this time, and he can't make friends at all, so he really wants his own life!

Fortunately, the pen, ink and bamboo pieces were still in his hands, so he wrote on horseback: "Where is the honorable man." "After writing it, I can't take the bends in the song, and then I think about it, forget it, there has never been a written horse leaning, and there is no horse riding written down, and the big guys can understand, right? Handing the bamboo piece to Zheng Yien, Zheng Yien glanced at it and replied with a smile: "Last year, the yellow scarf infested Gaomi, and my father avoided chaos in Xuzhou." Kong Beihai was kindly invited to return to his hometown, but his father has not yet agreed. ”

Nani? Zheng Xuan is not in Qingzhou...... This shameless thief is really not worth expecting, Lao Tzu has been looking forward to it for a long time, after all, it is still a bamboo basket to draw water - a void.

Not far from the city, the terrain gradually opened up, and the group slightly loosened the reins and let go of the horse's speed.

Then Xun understood that he had miscalculated, and the auxiliary effect of this horse pedal on horseback riding is really not big - if you step on the stirrups when the horse is galloping, the bumpy butt will be easy to bloom, and if you want to keep the buttocks, you have to clamp the horse's belly with your legs, but what is the difference between stirrups and stirrups? At this time, he felt that the stirrup was convenient for him to step on it from time to time and adjust his posture.

In fact, this is what he wants to do on his own. To use a not particularly appropriate analogy, riding a horse is like driving, and the stirrup is like a seat belt, which can ensure that in the event of an emergency, you will not fly directly out of the gang - of course, the seat belt is a passive skill, and the stirrup is an active skill. A person who rides two knives on a horse does not mean that he will become a knight in an instant with a stirrup, just like a person who drives two knives does not mean that he can hit F1 with a seat belt.

Therefore, the main function of the stirrup is to enable the rider to stay on the back of the horse for a long time, and the horse must be clamped with his legs when he runs, and the horse can be fixed by the stirrup alone when walking, and there is no need to grind the inner thigh all day long. It is said that those steppe barbarians who live on horseback since they were young can not get off their horses for days and nights, and if the ordinary Central Plains people do not have stirrups, it is impossible to march long distances.

The second function of the stirrup is to fix the knight in battle from the lateral position, so that he can shoot arrows and slash on the horse—of course, Xun didn't expect it at the moment, and he will soon appreciate the value of this second role......