Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Social Death

Han Chunzhen didn't expect his idea to be so back, so he didn't talk about it when he took over the plate, he went out to buy an ingots candle and encountered two mental illnesses, and he really reached the realm of stuffing his teeth when he drank cold water.

When he returned to Han's house in the middle of the night, he walked out of the firewood room, ran to a corner where no one was around, lit all the paper money ingots and candles he bought, set up his mother's tablet, and kowtowed respectfully.

"Mother bless, don't worry, I know it's embarrassing for you to be a son-in-law, but don't worry, from now on, no one will want to bully us."

After burning the paper money, Han Chun also knew that the Weiguo Mansion would come to greet him tomorrow, so he lay on the bed and slept for a while.

At noon that day, Han Jinbao, Wang Guixiang, and the whole family came, and prepared a big red auspicious suit and brand-new official boots for him, and brought him to the hall.

"Thank you, Madam." Han Chun didn't bother to deal with Han Jinbao, anyway, Han Jinbao never let him call him father, only allowed him to call himself Hou Ye.

However, there is one condition, in front of outsiders, you must call your father.

"Hmm." Han Jinbao only gave a symbolic hum. And Wang Guixiang just glanced at him, and didn't bother to say a word to him at all.

In fact, they don't have to be like this at all, because Han Chun knows that the dowry is also to be given, although I don't know how much the Weiguo Mansion gives, but it will definitely not be too little, because this is a matter of face. In other words, Han Chun has already repaid the kindness of this family.

"Seventh brother, you are so good-looking today-" The eighth wanted to pounce over to talk to him, but was dragged back by Mrs. Zhang, and glanced at Han Chun by the way: "What do children know, don't talk nonsense, how can there be any seventh brother." ”

Han Chun originally prepared a rag doll to give to Lao Ba, but he still didn't send it after thinking about it, because it would probably cause her trouble.

In the afternoon, the "sedan chair" of the Weiguo family really came to the door, and the neighbors came to watch, but when they saw that it was an upside-down door, people's eyes began to disdain, and they also pointed and disdained.

Han Chun was also thick-skinned enough, so he didn't hear or see it, and walked out of the house with his head held high.

"Uncle, please get on the horse."

A generous old man came out of the Jiang family's greeting procession, looking like a businessman, with a warm smile on his face, first pretending, and then pointing to a tall horse next to him.

Han Chun was stunned for a moment, I'll go, this horse is too tall.

He is an expert in raising horses, because he wants to raise horses, he has also learned a lot of knowledge about horses over the years, and at a glance he knows that this is a BMW from the Western Regions, with a blood-red body, strong limbs, pointed ears, clear eyes, and an abnormally handsome look, and even his height is half a head higher than Qianlimeng.

This must be a sweaty BMW that can cross the stove, and it is a treasure even in this era.

"Uncle, this is the old man's battle on the battlefield, captured from the hands of Prince Rouran in the Hexi campaign, today is a day of great joy, the master specially let you ride this horse horse." The old man boasted with a smile.

Han Chun understood that Jiang Feng, the prince of the country, must be afraid that his son-in-law would be looked down upon, so he deliberately pulled out his own war horse to lift himself a little, which is equivalent to Aston Martin in modern times.

But I don't know if Wei Guogong has thought it through, Han Chun can raise horses, but he has never ridden a horse at all, especially such a tall horse.

There was a sudden exclamation of envy from the crowd.

"Where's the Upper Horse Stone?" Han Chun looked left and right and asked with a strange expression.

The old man swallowed his saliva and whispered: "Uncle, the famous generals of the Weiguo Mansion for generations, almost all of them sleep on horseback on the battlefield, and the family has never prepared a horse stone......"

"Oh-" Han Chun was relaxed on the surface, but he almost didn't cry in his heart, which means that he can't mention this matter himself, otherwise he will be planting face for the Weiguo Mansion.

Fortunately, his martial arts foundation is very solid.

"It doesn't matter." Han Chun walked over directly, and then was stunned again: "Old man, if you don't have a horse stone, you won't have it, don't you use stirrups for Wei Guogong to cross the battlefield?" ”

"Stirrups, what are stirrups?" The old man's face was full of wonder, and his head was full of question marks.

Han Chun understood, it turned out that the stirrup had not even been invented in this era, so the difficulty was even more difficult. You must know that riding a horse is much more difficult than learning to drive.

For him, getting on the horse is a problem.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't be ashamed, so he coughed twice and took a few steps back: "Old man, please get out of the way." ”

Although the old man was a little puzzled, he still dodged away, so Han Chun came to a ten-meter run, and then jumped on the horse's back.

"Let's go."

"Uh, oh, good—" The old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he had served a military general all his life, and he had never seen anyone get on a horse in this way.

The reason why it is said that riding a horse is much more difficult than driving a car is because the horse is alive and the car is dead. The more advanced the horse, the stronger the spirituality.

On the surface, it looks like a person is driving the horse, but in fact there is a cooperative relationship between the person and the horse, which means that if you want to ride it, you have to make it feel that you are worthy of it.

It's about the same as a woman in this respect.

War horses can usually sense the mood of the rider, if you are nervous and flustered, it will not bother to serve you, and if you have a bad heart, it will also find opportunities to bully you, such as throwing you off the horse.

Han Chun made this mistake now, his movements were completely wrong, his legs were not clamped, his body was too backward, and he was always twisting with the war horse, as if one person and one horse were competing.

So the war horse became more and more irritable, knowing that this was a chick, and there were many stumbles along the way, exhausting Han Chun, and even the gong and drum team couldn't help laughing.

In fact, as long as he followed the horse's movements, this situation could be avoided, but he didn't understand it, so he was miserable along the way.

The guard of honor was in front, the gong and drum team was behind, Han Chun and the old man lived in the middle, after a while, he saw a huge mansion in the distance, seeing that the guard of honor stopped, it was estimated that it was to the place, Han Chun slapped him on the horse's buttocks, and wanted him to take two steps tightly, and after two steps and then pulled the reins, an emergency brake.

He thought he was driving a car, but he didn't know that giving instructions like this happened to be a taboo for riding a horse, and the war horse was already dissatisfied with it, and he was very irritated at once.

Seeing that Wei Guogong came to greet his relatives in person with a group of people, the sweaty BMW was enough for his grandson, and his front hooves went up directly, and the person stood up, screaming and throwing Han Chun off the horse.

"Hahaha, what a straw bag, I didn't expect that the famous generals of the Weiguo Mansion for generations would look down on him and find a son-in-law, but he couldn't even ride a horse."

"Yes, there is no general who has fallen from a horse in this world, I think the Weiguo Mansion is really in decline."