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30 - Chasing the Wind
Liu Qingshuang turned around gracefully, lowered her waist slightly to perform a lady's salute, and said generously: "I've seen you in the long hall."

"Oh?" Cheng Jinzhou rubbed his eyebrows with his index finger in embarrassment and said, "I was fed a lot that day, so I didn't notice the most beautiful scenery."

The compliment beyond the normal scope of this world, uttered from a teenage boy, not only caught Liu Qingshuang a little off guard, the scene was almost cold for a while.

In the end, Zhao Quan was ridiculed with hatred, but on the surface he showed a dignified righteousness: "The clichés in the teaching workshop, the faces of nobles are all disgraced by you dudes."

"You usually say these things in the teaching workshop?" Cheng Jinzhou laughed.

Zhao Quan was at a loss for words for a while, his teeth creaked, and he couldn't maintain his superficial aristocratic demeanor.

Liu Qingshuang blushed slightly, and saluted again: "I am the daughter of the Hexi Transit Envoy."

After speaking, she saluted again, lowered her head and hurried away with her maid and bodyguard.

Cheng Jinzhou was taken aback, and said to himself: "Isn't Hexi Transshipment Envoy Liu Bin?"

"Yes." There was a handyman behind who was eager to show off and answered stupidly.

Cheng Jinzhou rubbed his eyebrows again, unable to tell whether he was sad or happy.Earlier at Liu Bin's house, he wanted to see his fiancée's appearance, but he failed to meet his wish, but he did not meet his wish in the school grounds.

From the perspective of future generations, a 12-year-old girl would not be seen as unparalleled in beauty. She was just decent and pretty. Being well-mannered was an advantage, but Cheng Jinzhou didn't care much about it.But overall, in terms of the history of arranged marriages, Liu Qingshuang has almost delivered a perfect report card.

As for the disgusting Zhao Quanxuan, the pursuit of one crazy bee can only show the value of the flower. Although it will make the other crazy bee unhappy, as long as each bee fails to collect honey, he can still guarantee his lead status.

Cheng Jinzhou watched Liu Qingshuang leave with a puzzled expression, followed by Zhao Quanxiang who had re-disguised as Mr. Pianpian a few hundred meters behind.

This guy also knew that the 200 taels of silver would not come back, so he simply kept silent, but he was also very bachelor.

Xinde had been there a long time ago. Seeing the end of the matter, he dared to come out and led An Yama, who was about the same height as him at the shoulders. His smiling eyebrows were not eyebrows, and his eyes were not eyes. He pursed his lips and said, "Master, we are here How many laps on the racecourse?"

A seasoned servant immediately glared at him. In the Cheng family, there is a strict distinction between the master, the young master, and the elder brother, and there is no difference in the slightest. But at this time, no one dared to speak.

Cheng Jinzhou was unaware of the too strict title and only nodded lightly.

Xinde was well-trained and knelt down, waiting for Cheng Jinzhou to step on his horse.

Reminiscing about the knights in the movie, Cheng Jinzhou finally stepped on Xinde to climb on the horse’s back. The Yadong horse is more like an enhanced version of the Arabian horse, which is half taller than the Mongolian horses or British thoroughbred horses commonly seen in Chinese. He didn't step on anything, but only used stirrups, which he didn't have.

The racecourse was covered with thick loess, and the Yadong horse ran briskly and steadily. Under the attention of more than a hundred people, Cheng Jinzhou felt handsome and triumphant.

The speed gradually increased, Cheng Jinzhou still had a smile on his face, but he held the reins tightly.

At this time, the servants, no matter how out of place, were shouting and shouting as if they were watching the world's highest level horse racing, just like they were on a horse racing track.

The open and bright arena alone makes people feel happy, and the simple and lonely knight makes people palpitate.

The wind blowing across his cheeks vaguely reminded Cheng Jinzhou of the days when he was riding a motorcycle.Thinking about it carefully, it's only been a few months, but it really seems like a lifetime away.

Zhao Quanxiang, who was chasing after Liu Qingshuang, heard the cheering names behind him, his heart was secretly ruthless, but his face did not show the slightest bit, for a child of an aristocratic family, putting on a show is always the first thing to learn.

Cheng Jinzhou didn't stop until he was sweating all over his body, and the horse was also wet. He jumped off the horse, continued the excitement of speed, reached for the horse's mane and said, "I will call you to chase the wind from now on, loud or not?"

Neither "Zhufeng" nor the servants could give an objecting answer, so the name of this Yadong horse was finalized.

"Let's call the remaining one Yueying." Cheng Jinzhou tilted his head and thought about it, and decided to change the name of the smaller horse in absentia.

Xinde smiled like a sieve, raised his thumb and said wise, probably because he couldn't think of a good adjective.

While being watched by the crowd, Yang Ming rode over like he was riding a donkey, his wrinkled face twitched and he shouted in the direction of the school: "Xinde, come and pick me up."

"Bi Mawen" Xinde's smile became more and more humble, gradually transforming from a sieve to a monkey, looking eagerly at Cheng Jinzhou waiting for his order.

This feeling of mastery made Cheng Jinzhou feel refreshed for a while, and he said cheerfully: "Hurry up and pick it up, don't tire Mr. Yang."

He stretched his legs a little, and walked forward.

The servants who were pretending to be spectators around the school grounds left happily, leaving only the aggressive servant leaders—the attitude of serving their masters, and many of them showed more piety than party members.

"Recently, I've only been riding a car. I haven't ridden a horse for a long time. It's been a while." Yang Ming laughed at himself and let go of Xinde's arm.

"I didn't practice well, I made you laugh." Cheng Jinzhou replied with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad." Yang Ming sighed, and said with a smile: "Your attainments in astrology are probably better than the professors in the church. Riding a horse is just a trivial matter."

Cheng Jinzhou also laughed heartily.

From the perspective of mathematical ability, the professors of the Holy Church are no more than the level of the 3th century. Yang Ming is telling the truth, but when he says this, he must be bragging—just like Cheng Jinzhou can’t understand the star. In the same way as the operation of arrays, it is difficult for people in this world to understand modern mathematics that is [-] centuries beyond their own.

Both of them smiled smugly thinking they were superior.

Yang Ming used the shrewdness of an old man to scan the messy crowd on the school grounds, and said pointedly: "No trouble."

Taking 200 taels of silver, even if they offended the grandson of the Nanling County King to death, the Cheng family is not really afraid of them, but it is not something to show off after all, Cheng Jinzhou hesitated and said: "The servants are not sensible. , made you laugh."

"Where, there are some things that need to be arranged and prepared in advance. When it is necessary, it is not necessary to make decisions in advance." Yang Ming looked like a thin version of Zhuge Liang, seeming to point out.

Cheng Jinzhou didn't think about the seriousness of the matter, nodded ambiguously, and said with a smile, "Shall we go and see Zhuangzi?"

"Oh, my old bones can't move anymore." Yang Ming shook his head again and again, patted the horse under his crotch and said, "Why don't I wait here for you to run around a few more times, and then we'll go and see what Wu Zong and the others do. Whatever it is, today is the past."

"There's still half an afternoon left, why waste it." Cheng Jinzhou didn't intend to torture the old man, so he waved and shouted: "Go, get a carriage."

Yang Ming's face was sullen, and the creases that could not cover the flesh suddenly drooped down.A two-wheeled carriage is not much easier than riding a horse directly.

Cheng Jinzhou took the lead and rode out. Now that he heard that there was food, he couldn't hold back at all.

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(End of this chapter)