Chapter 20
Chu Qiao sighed in his heart, secretly saying that he should have come or came, but he heard Zhuge Yue say: "You will go down with Zhu Cheng later, find a competent nurse, and teach you to ride a horse." β
"Huh?" Chu Qiao and Zhu Cheng were stunned for a moment, and they all screamed in unison.
Zhuge Yue's eyebrows raised, a pair of sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice with impatient eyes: "What? Any questions? β
"No problem, no problem," Zhu Cheng is seventeen years old this year, and he is Zhuge Yue's personal companion when he is a child, so he naturally knows the personality of this master, and hurriedly said flatteringly, "The slave will take Miss Xing'er with him." β
Zhuge Yue raised his head suspiciously, frowned and looked at Zhu Cheng, "Xing'er is just eight years old, what girl is not a girl?" β
"Yes, yes, the minion will take Xing'er with him...... Xing'er ...... "Zhu Cheng, who has always been clever on weekdays, couldn't find the words to call the child for a while, and he opened his mouth for a long time, but he still stumbled and couldn't reach his meaning.
Zhuge Yue waved his hand impatiently and said, "Come on, get down, straighten your waist and walk again, don't let outsiders think that our minions in Qingshan Courtyard are all camels." β
"Yes, yes."
Chu Qiao stood in place, small, wearing a small light yellow skirt with a fox fur vest on it, looking pink and cute. Seeing this, he saluted Zhuge Yue, and said softly, "Xing'er, thank you, Fourth Young Master." β
Zhuge Yue didn't raise his head, but waved his hand lightly.
Chu Qiao and Zhu Cheng withdrew from the Xuan Pavilion. Zhu Chenghu looked the child up and down suspiciously, and when he saw Chu Qiao looking up at him, he immediately said with a smile on his face: "Miss Xing'er, let's go?" β
Chu Qiao smiled, ignored him, and walked out of Qingshan Courtyard first.
"Miss Xing'er, this is the person I chose for you, they are all good horseback riders, you can choose one of them yourself."
Chu Qiao, Zhu Cheng and the others stood at the bottom of Happy Horse Mountain, and the eight-year-old child tilted his head slightly, looking at the group of big men standing in front of him. These Zhuge family nurses, who usually shouted and scolded the little slaves, were smiling all over their faces at the moment, and their expressions were respectful, and people who didn't know would think how kind they usually were.
Chu Qiao took small steps and walked in front of the men one by one, suddenly, the child's eyes lit up, he glanced meaningfully, a faint smile pulled up the corner of his mouth, pointed to one of the big men with a panicked expression, and chuckled: "I want him." β
"Miss Xing'er." Song Lian smiled flatteringly, his smile full of worry that could not be concealed.
The eight-year-old girl stood on the hillside, dressed in a snow-white fox fur vest, with bright eyes, looking delicate and cute.
"Please pick a horse."
Chu Qiao glanced at the more than a dozen horses in front of him, and saw that they were all ponies who had not yet played horseshoe, their coat was clean, and they looked like they had been kept at home since they were children, and they had never even left the door. The child stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and shook the pony whip staggeringly, and said in a pretended manner: "I don't want this, I want to ride a big horse." β
The guard next to him stepped forward in embarrassment, and was just about to speak, but Song Lian hurriedly stopped him, nodded and said: "Miss Xing'er wants to ride a big horse, it is naturally a trivial matter, a few of you, go down and lead a few good horses, remember, it must be big." β
Song Lian deliberately added an accent to the word "big", and the two nurses understood, and suddenly went down to lead the horse. In a few moments, five tall horses were pulled out.
Chu Qiao only glanced at it, and saw that this was a group of old horses, whether they could run or not was still a problem, and he didn't say anything at the moment, but turned to Song Lian and said, "These horses look strong and strong." I'm young and I've never ridden such a big horse, so it's better to practice it first to open my eyes. β
Song Lian's brows suddenly furrowed tightly, and his face quickly collapsed.
Zhu Cheng urged suspiciously, "Go quickly, you can't ride a horse, right?" So you were rushing to come just now? β
Song Lian couldn't say anything about the bitterness in his heart, and secretly said If I knew that it was this ancestor who was serving, I wouldn't come to kill me. He walked up to the old horse in embarrassment, reached out and touched the old horse's sleepy head, patted it twice, and then carefully stepped on the stirrup, as if the horse under him was papier-mΓ’chΓ©, for fear that the slightest force would crush it.
The horse was angry, although the four legs trembled but did not lie down, Song Lian breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The snow is big today, and the Xing'er girl is still young, so we will learn to run first, and then learn to run tomorrow." β
Zhu Cheng was just about to nod and speak, when Chu Qiao suddenly stepped forward, slapped the horse's buttocks, and said with a smile: "Say so much, run around first and see!" β
I only heard a bang, and the horse's buttocks were slapped, not only did not run, but the hooves fell to the ground as soon as they were weak. Song Lian was lifted on his heels, planted head-down, and plunged into the snowdrift.
The guards immediately ran forward in a panic. Zhu Cheng frowned and looked at the horse lying on the ground with more breath and less breath, and said unhappily: "This is the best horse?" I don't think you take the Fourth Young Master's instructions to heart. β
"The little one doesn't dare," Song Lian ran up and hurriedly said, "The little one definitely doesn't have this idea, it's just that the star girl is young, and we don't dare to lead the middle-aged war horse!" β
Zhu Cheng nodded and said, "There is some truth in this. Xing'er, you're still young, let's ride a pony first, okay? β
"Brother Zhu Cheng said to ride a pony, and Xing'er rode a pony." Chu Qiao raised his head, his pink little face, and a pair of crooked eyes, which was very cute.
Zhu Chengmei was amused, but turned his head to look at Song Lian angrily, "Don't go and lead the horse yet!" β
Song Lian limped to lead the horse, and helped Chu Qiao to get on the horse in Zhu Cheng's angry voice of "be careful". The child lowered his head and said with a smile: "This big brother in the nursing home, I don't know how to ride a horse yet, you help me hold the reins, let's walk slowly." β
Song Lian couldn't wait for this, and hurriedly nodded like pounding garlic. The pony was very well-behaved and walked slowly behind Song Lian. After a while, the two of them walked a hundred and ten steps away, and Song Lian raised his head and smiled flatteringly: "Miss Xing'er, this horse is not bad, right?" Not long after it was born, Miss Seven was reluctant to give it to me when she asked me a while ago, if the girl likes it, give it to you. β
"What Miss Seven likes, how can Xing'er take it? It's not in order. β
Song Lian suddenly bared his teeth and smiled: "What did the girl say, although Miss Seven is the biological daughter of the master, but in terms of status, it is the difference between the world and the fourth young master." The girl is a celebrity in front of the fourth young master, and in terms of status and status, she is much more noble than them. β
"Really?" The child smiled slightly and said, "I really didn't know that I had such a high status, after all, not long ago, I still let you be beaten and scolded by Song Nursing Yuan." β
Song Lian's face suddenly turned pale.
Chu Qiao's eyes were cold, and he pulled out the sleeve arrow on Song Lian's arm, and slammed it into the ponny's gutter with lightning speed. The pony was startled, neighed, kicked Song Lian away, and galloped forward!
The child suddenly shouted loudly in panic: "Song Nursing Yuan! What are you doing? β
Zhu Cheng and the others were shocked when they saw the pony running wild in fright from a distance, and they ran forward while barking, but where could they compare to the four legs of the beast. Chu Qiao pretended to be panicked, but his eyes looked around, looking for a safe place to stay.
At this moment, a yellow horse suddenly fell from the sky. Zhuge Yue's face was fair, his eyes were like electricity, his lips had a hint of red that was different from ordinary people, and he was dressed in a dark purple and dark flower embroidered robe, and he rode his horse and galloped over, drawing his sword like lightning, and stabbing a sword between the pony's eyes. When the pony was attacked, it screamed even more, and immediately kicked people and shook their heads!
At the same time, a soft whip flew forward, bypassing Chu Qiao's small waist and rolling her whole body down!
"Hehe, it's dangerous." Yan Xun was dressed in a lake-green brocade robe, with a handsome face, hugging Chu Qiao with a smile, and there was a hint of cunning in his voice that understood everything.
Zhuge Yue pulled out the sleeve arrow on the pony's hip, turned his head to look at Song Lian coldly, and said to the subordinate beside him: "Drag him down and send him to the master's house to hand him over to Zhu Qi." β
The two guards immediately rushed forward and tied Song Lian up in a few clicks.
The man shouted, "Fourth Young Master, it's not ......"
In an instant, only to hear a bang, Yan Xun, who was slowly carrying a light robe, stepped forward, flew up with a kick, and immediately kicked Song Lian's full teeth, making him speechless. Zhuge Yue's brows furrowed slightly, turned his head, and looked at Yan Xun with slanted eyes.
"Such a minion has already been pulled out and cut in my Yanwang Mansion, where can I give him a chance to quibble?" Yan Xun smiled and said, "The fourth young master is too compassionate, Yan Xun is more than a substitute, and please don't be surprised." β
Zhuge Yue said lightly: "Where, Yan Shizi is very skilled, he was really clumsy in the Dianjiang Hall before. β
Yan Xun waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all a bit of tricks, where can it compare to the fourth young master's full-bellied armored soldiers." β
Zhuge Yue didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, his subordinates took Song Lian, who was bleeding all over his mouth, down.
"Yan Shizi, thank you for sending back the lost horses in the house today, but in the future, you can let the next person do such a thing, why bother the world. I wanted to leave the prince to have a light meal in the house, but I knew that the prince was busy, so I didn't have much to do. Zhu Cheng, send the son. β
Yan Xun smiled indifferently, said a few polite words to Zhuge Yue, and turned around to leave. Before leaving, he passed by Chu Qiao's side, and suddenly whispered in his ear: "Ruthless little girl, let you hurt someone again." β
Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, raised his head, but saw that Yan Xun was okay and left with a faint smile, his posture was tall, he already had the demeanor of an adult, his face was calm, where was he like the hippie smiling swinger when facing her?
"Xing'er," a deep voice suddenly sounded behind him. The child turned around, only to see Zhuge Yue's face ugly, and said slowly: "Go back with me." β
Chu Qiao sighed slightly, he was very unlucky, he was knocked into the face, so let's think about how to deal with this little fox first.
The eight-year-old child followed Zhuge Yue dejectedly, and began to quickly compile his miserable and bullied past years in his head, but he didn't see Zhuge Yue's eyes in front of him, gloomy with two childlike pride, but he didn't know what he was proud of.
The room was quiet for a long time, the wind outside the window was blowing gently, and the Mo Lan that had just been delivered from the flower stand emitted a faint fragrance.
The child had been standing quietly below, but it had been so long that she almost thought that the person above had fallen asleep, and she couldn't help but raise her head and stealthily glance upward, only to fall into a pair of inky pools.
Can't pretend not to see it anymore, Chu Qiao licked his lips and whispered, "Fourth Young Master." β
"Have you made up the nonsense that deceived me?" The young man picked up the tea cup on the side, took a sip slowly, his voice was soothing, and he said lightly.