The change brought about by the subversion of the concept of dignity and inferiority is embodied in this moment.

Riding on the horse is the second son of the old man's family, a noble aristocratic son, and he is a completely disobedient existence in his camel house.

But in Li Zhi's eyes at this time, except for the fact that the poor old horse was half-dead carrying a huge fat man, it was a little funny, and this noble prince could not cause a trace of turmoil in his heart at all.

Want to laugh.

If he wants, when this noble prince rushes over, he can completely create a horse fall incident, and then throw the pot on the divine punishment of the god "Ayefan".

A little water, a little saltpeter, can make a piece of ice by yourself, enough to cause an accidental death after you stumble.

What is the danger of adding to the sin? Who would dare to question him as a divine punishment?

You know, even though it's not too hot these days, it's absolutely impossible to see ice out of thin air!

As for saltpeter for making ice, there are a few in the corners of the stables and warehouses, but no one has yet discovered their true use, and this is an era when the slightest chemical reaction can be regarded as witchcraft.

However, if this fat man dies, he will have to find another candidate......

These thoughts only went through his mind in a few moments, and then he began to lament the second young master's clumsy riding skills.

Maybe he didn't have to do it himself, he could have died of riding himself.

The horse was jogging, and the emphasis was on the word "slow".

I don't know how long I stayed where I was, and the other party walked down the high slope of grazing sheep.

Yes, walk down.

The old horse had to straighten his front hooves after taking two steps, or else he would have to tumble down because of the fat man's weight—which would have been fatal.

And when he finally reached the open space in front of him on horseback, he launched a sprint despite the strength of the old horse!

Then he raised the whip not far from him.

It was a common thing for nobles to beat their servants, even among commoners, which was permissible in the teachings of Ayavan, which was called "the cleansing of your sins by the noble souls."

Li Zhi was not worried that he would be injured.

Because he knew how bad this noble lord's martial arts were.

According to the calculation method of the god of dice, it is:

[Riding 24/25 passing, fighting: whip: 86/15]

It can be regarded as two consecutive tests.

Riding a horse is already barely enough, but stupid people always lack self-knowledge, like this idiot, who has the confidence to whip his horse out of nowhere.

Li Zhineng saw the whip tail sweeping three positions away from him, Mo said that it left whip marks, and even the breeze brought up when sweeping failed to blow his hair.

On the contrary, the whip was too strong, exerting force from the right, but did not stop, and after sweeping the front, it returned to the left, and directly hit the horse's leg.

Although the whip of this fat man is not very good, the workmanship of this whip can be described as first-class.

As soon as the whip went down, Li Zhi could see a handful of horsehair flying into the air, and the flesh scraped by the whip disappeared, leaving only a foot-long blood groove.

This horse is also an old horse, but he has not been on the battlefield, and his temperament is not very good, and he was probably used for transportation before.

When this whip went down, not only the injured hooves, but even the uninjured ones fell to their knees.

The horse was on its knees, but it was still sprinting.

The laws of physics in this world had not yet rebelled, and the fat man flew up by inertia and flew in the direction of Li Zhi.

The acting skills are simply imprinted in Li Zhi's bones!

Before the second young master fell off the horse, he felt that something was wrong, and when the old horse knelt down, the development of the situation confirmed his conjecture.

A new script came to his mind almost instantly.

"Tell the young master every day!" He rushed forward as if in a panic, stretching out his bony arms to try to catch Roshan.

The wording is very subtle, the heir of the old man can not be called the young master of the day, and the prefix "daily notice" can only be crowned in front of the name after the heir succeeds to the throne.

If the heir of a noble family advertises to the outside world that he is the next "daily proclamation" master, then expulsion is considered light—just like the attitude of ancient Chinese emperors towards their own princes.

You can be ambitious, but you must not say it.

But it's different when you say it in other people's mouths, you don't need to take responsibility, and you have proved your strength on the side "Look! I am the one who everyone wants. ”

The second young master in mid-air had not yet had time to understand the meaning inside, and was still in a state of fear.

He was so scared that he died, and he didn't fall off his horse and die these years, if he hadn't been able to raise his head in front of his eldest brother, he wouldn't have ridden this horse!

Damn it! He's going to put to death the groom who brought him the horse!

Even at this time, he was thinking about how to execute others.

When Li Zhi caught him, he felt that there should be a sound in his arm, which should be dislocated, and he had to be orthodoxed when he went home.

If this scene doesn't achieve the result you want, it will be a big loss.

After the second young master stood firm, he withdrew his hand as if he suddenly noticed it, and his anxiety was written on his face.

According to the thoughts before the change of mind, I should be stuck in "Oh my God! I just defiled the second young master's clothes with my hands! "This self-reproach.

The second young master's cheeks were still pale, he was holding his breath just now, and he hadn't recovered yet.

Li Zhi made some detailed actions, reflecting his fear and mentality of wanting to stop talking.

After the second young master came to his senses, he was just about to speak, but Li Zhi immediately knelt on one knee and made a big salute.

This is a salute to be performed by a low-caste person to a high-caste person, but at present, the two have not inherited their father's caste, so they should not have to do so.

As soon as he knelt on the ground, the fat man was very useful, and he forgot the original intention of coming just now, "What did you just call me?" ”

I wanted to kill this slave with a whip and kill it, but I wanted to put out the idea of crippling this slave for the time being.

It is very likely that this family will be inherited by his half-brother, and since the slave's father is the most loyal slave of the man who still sits high in the master's chair, his children will sooner or later be "honorably inherited" to his brother.

He doesn't like anyone now, especially the mongrels who have taken refuge in his brother's name early on.

But just now he did hear a sensitive word.

The servant he asked trembled, as if he had just said something disrespectful.

"Say!" Even if he had just been rescued, his attitude still did not change, as if he should have been, and now he was a little more impatient, as if if the person in front of him did not say that word, the whip in his hand would still fall on him.

Li Zhi, who was very good at observing words and feelings, knew that now was a good time, so he hurriedly looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to this side, and spit out the previous words, "Tell the young master every day!" ”

This is the art of showing faithfulness.

All the psychology of the fat man was pasted on his face, from shock to suspicion, to four points of excitement, three points of happiness and three points of ruthlessness.

This made Li Zhi, who was a master of drama, feel no sense of challenge.