"Well, your father has finally written back to you?" Meng Tian opened a big smile.

His eyes contained distant landscapes.

"Hmm...... I, "I have to go back to Xianyang immediately, and then leave Qin."

Li Xian wanted to say this.

"Oh, that's good. It looks like you're going to be back to the capital for short. Meng Tian hugged his arms and held a long horsewhip in his hand, he shook it, "Let's go, I'll take you to see a strange baby!" I just got caught, and I'm going to give it to the king, but we can go and see it first. ”

Li Xiangang was ready to refuse, firstly, he had never been interested in such things as rare treasures, and secondly, he was still thinking about returning to Xianyang.

Meng Tian didn't care what he thought, he had always learned how to treat people from his father, General Meng Wu, so he stretched out an arm, stopped in front of Li Xian, and politely made a gesture of invitation to him.

All of Meng Tian's movements are very neat. His eyes were full of sincerity that could not be refused.

Li Xian quickly swallowed his words back. He has always been respectful of Meng Tian's actions.

He was a purely civilian official in his previous life, and he rarely lived with generals and soldiers in the military camp. Although Li Xian mentioned that he wanted to join the army, Li Si, who was already the leader of the civilian group at that time, could only let one son enter the military camp. His brother Li You is indeed more talented in military affairs than him, so Li Xian retreated into the background and followed his father to deal with the spy affairs of the Six Kingdoms.

The Montessori brothers won the hearts of the emperor and were deeply feared by the forces in the DPRK and China.

Li Xian forgot about many battles and triumphs. He even forgot a lot of Wang Qian's deeds, but he always remembered the scene of the unification of the marquis, Meng Tian's attack on the Xiongnu in the north, and his triumphant return.

On that day, he led his army back to Xianyang to receive the reward.

The people greeted each other, the emperor was invited, and the sun shone on the earth. That is what Li Xian thinks, the prosperous world in his eyes.

He tossed and turned in countless sleepless nights to remember that day over and over again.

And it's been remembered until now.

Li Xian followed Meng Tian to the treasure he was about to show him.

"Look."

Li Xian looked in the direction pointed by Meng Tian, it was really a very beautiful horse.

It is tall and tall, with slender limbs, a thin head and a high neck, a black body, and a shiny mane. The horse was panting, beads of sweat rolling down its skin, and it looked even more greasy, and the distribution of blood vessels could be faintly seen.

"It is said that King Zhao Wuling once used this breed of horse." Meng Tian explained.

Li Xian hadn't walked up to it yet. The horse began to neigh,

Who knows, as soon as Meng Tian rode on the blue and white flowers, he raised his whip and ran, passing through forest after forest, and turning over mountain after mountain. Not only did the horse not throw Meng Tian down, but he was covered in sweat and exhausted. Meng Tian rode on the horse unhurriedly, and suddenly hugged a tree tightly with his hands, trying to subdue the horse so that he couldn't move. The blue and white horse did not show weakness and struggled desperately, but the tree was uprooted and left the mountain. The blue and white horse had no choice but to obey Meng Tian, and willingly let Meng Tian straddle it, galloping across the field, inseparable.