Chapter 213: Muttering

Late spring in March.

Han Mian stood on top of the state bridge and looked across the Bianhe River.

Two rows of willows are planted along the river, hanging down thousands of green silks, the breeze is together, the weak willows swing with the wind, full of green.

It's really refreshing.

Not far from the river, a large pond has been dug up, and the living water drawn by the Bianhe River is stored in it, and the sunlight is shining, sparkling.

Although midsummer is still far away, there are a lot of early lotus leaves in the pool, and the small pieces of half-leaf lotus leaves stand on the surface of the pond at a height of inches, which is very beautiful.

More than a dozen painting boats are slowly driving in the pool, hanging silk and color, the hull is carved and painted with railings, from time to time there are bursts of silk and bamboo sounds floating out of it, and in one place, as soon as the wind blows, the aroma of fat powder and incense will be smoked.

Looking further to the right, it is a bustling and staggered bustling street market, with all kinds of shops, restaurants and song houses everywhere, the road is crowded, shoulder to shoulder, and the houses are tall and short, so crowded that people can't even breathe.

The nearest street is Yujie, which is one of the busiest streets in the capital. At this time, the shouting, shouting, and laughing gathered togetherโ€”

This is the most prosperous city in the world!

In the last key household registration, there were more than 260,000 households in the capital and 440,000 mouths.

According to a conservative estimate of six people in a household, there are at least more than 1.5 million people in the capital, not counting the large number of outsiders who come here to beg for a living.

The denser the population, the more prosperous it is.

Rao is Han Mian has a stable personality, not such a frivolous teenager, and he has been in this capital for nearly a month, and he is still dazzled by the scene in front of him.

This is just an ordinary day in the capital, but the liveliness on the road is not much different from the annual Shangyuan Festival in Yanzhou City.

I can't complain that everyone wants to come to the capital!

While thinking about it, Han Mian hurriedly shook this thought out of his mind.

It's not easy to live in Dazhou, there are no three-thirds, where do you dare to break into the capital!

He also had a big face in the security army, but when he first arrived here, he couldn't even make a fart like those dignitaries!

But it's no longer the case.

He looked at the boats on the opposite side of the river, and listened to the gentle singing voice inside, which was really excited and impulsive.

After years of hard work, he finally seized the opportunity to get ahead!

If it weren't for the fact that he was not familiar with the place here, if he hadn't just passed the test shooting palace in the first half of the year, he was afraid that someone would grab his pigtails, and if it weren't for the errands assigned by Du Cha at hand, he would really want to go in and see it!

This is the legendary spring color of the capital! I don't know how different it is from those young ladies on Huimin Street in Yanzhou.

He stood on the bridge and waited for a while, then turned his head and saw a man leading a horse behind him, and the spirit in his heart finally died down.

Although his own family is outstanding, he has not been the highest......

The same is the test shooting of the palace, he thought that his own excellent score is extremely rare - in fact, it is really rare, the privy councillor who came to invigilate the face of the satisfied look, even the blind can see it, that is, today, he only planned to show his face, but he also watched his audition completely.

According to this achievement, it is effortless to get a third-class loan, I can't say it, I have an impression in the eyes of Shangguan and the Son of Heaven, and it is of course wishful thinking to remember my own name, but if I have to make a contribution in the future, if someone can mention it once, saying that it is the first place in the trial shooting court hall in such and such a year, it is somewhat useful!

Who would have thought that there would be such a stranger behind him!

"This one." He beckoned to the man, and when the man approached, he asked, "Is there a reply from the house?" โ€

"I said I would wait another three days and there would be a reply."

Come humanely.

The man was tall and strong, and he was born with a good appearance, although he was leading the horse, he was dragged to the ground by the reins for a long time, and he had a sense of openness in his actions.

The horse was also very tall, and very different from the common horses, fat and strong, with shiny hair, and his tail was curled lazily from time to time, but his hooves were not very fond of stepping, and he only occasionally raised his head to collect it, and bit the reins that had fallen on the ground, lest it be dragged too long, so that the reins would touch something dirty.

It took two steps, and suddenly snorted, and there seemed to be some disgust and impatience in its voice.

The master who was standing in front of him pulled the reins with his hand and pulled them tighter.

The horse snorted out of his nose.

Like the owner who was different from the previous one, this horse also looked like an independent horse that had become a fine horse.

Han Mian was born before the battle, and naturally loved horses like life, he heard the other party's reply, and only responded, but he couldn't help but go to the back, walked around the horse and walked around it, reaching out to touch a handful of oily belly, not wanting to reach half of the hand, but was neighed by the horse, turned the horse, raised his hooves and was about to kick at him.

"Little Wind!"

At this moment, the master hurriedly stopped, and gently pulled the reins in his hand.

Only then did the horse put away its hooves, turned sideways again, left a butt facing Han Mian, and glared at the huge horse's eyes, as if he glanced at its owner with disdain, and slowly walked to the side.

Han Mian was almost kicked by the horse, but instead of getting angry, he exclaimed: "It's really a divine horse!" He took two steps forward, looked at the horse's back, and said with some regret, "Good horse, but it's a pity that the temperament is too strong." โ€

He turned his head and said to his master, "Dingya, why don't you talk to it and let me ride it back...... No, you can touch it! โ€

It turned out that this person was persuaded by Gu Yanzhang that day, and he quickly stepped up his whip and joined Zhang Dingya under Yang Kui.

Zhang Dingya laughed, shook his head and said, "Brother Han, this is not good, I have a lot of ideas for this horse, but I can't be its master!" โ€

He had a handsome face, and stood with the horse, regardless of his appearance, but only his demeanor, to a little like a brother.

He said haha, but in his heart, he muttered: How can I tell you to ride and touch! My lady has never ridden or touched it!

This first experience is the most interesting, and I will tell my lady in the future that this is the first time that my little limelight has asked another person to ride, and it used to refuse to be touched by others except me - this is both unique and interesting, and it will definitely please her!

I can't say that she was happy to hear it for a while, and the two of them took hay to feed the horses together, so as to enhance their relationship more!

If this Han Mian is asked to ride, a rough man will occupy Xiaofeng's first time, how will he tell the lady in the future?

Lady, this is the second time that my Xiaofeng has asked another person to ride, and it has only been ridden by the same soldier in the past!

Isn't that flattering?!

Although he Zhang Dingya has never flattered the girl's family, he is not a fool!