Datang broom star

"Lang Jun is here!"

In an instant, the small village came alive.

The servants at home came out to greet Master Jia, and his cousin came with Du He in disgrace.

"Someone is taking someone to clean the house! Ping An, why are you here?" Yang Deli glanced at the back, and Chen Lao Er was surprised.

"There are some things, you wait for your own work."

Yang Deli introduced to him, "This is a good place with convenient water. The Weihe River is two miles to the left, and Lishan Mountain is four miles to the right. If you are safe, you can go to Lishan Mountain if you are bored. They say it is interesting."

That is the royal garden, the past is the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, and the past is Lantian

Later, Li Longji came to Lishan for vacation every year, and went to the hot springs with sister Yang

Jia Pingan suppressed the idea of ​​searching for seclusion and victory, and led Chen Lao Er into a courtyard, Bao Dong and Lei Hong took turns guarding the door.

It has been rattling and banging inside all day.

Jia Pingan came out, "Where's Baodong your horse? Bring it here."

"What are you going to do?" Bao Dong asked casually.

"There is something." Jia Pingan said seriously: "I need a horse to try."

Bao Dong looked at Xiao Shi, no, at A Bao, "Why isn't it yours?"

Jia Pingan said indifferently: "Because a certain horse is a BMW given by the emperor."

Bao Dong watched his horse being pulled in with tears.

People and horses are affectionate. When they entered, the horse looked back reluctantly.

Bao Dong is about to collapse.

The courtyard door was closed immediately.

There were some strange movements inside.

"Yes, flatten!"

"Get things up, see if the circle is bigger, and then change it."

After Ding Dingdang for a while, the movement became quiet again.

"Why does someone feel that it is disturbed?" Bao Dong sat outside, his heart aching.

Lei Hong sighed: "A certain person will never borrow money in this life."

Bao Dong asked, "What is it?"

Lei Hong said seriously: "Firstly, the lady will not borrow, and secondly, a certain horse will not be borrowed."

There are also many people in later generations who do not borrow their wives or cars.

After more than an hour, the courtyard door opened.

Bao Dong jumped up and looked at his horse carefully.

The horse looked intact, but it stomped uncomfortably frequently.

When Jia Ping got on the horse, Bao Dong sighed in pain.

"drive!"

Jia Pingan rode his horse to the right.

He is gradually accelerating.

Bao Dong felt uncomfortable, but Lei Hong added fuel to the fire, "Joining the army is really good at equestrian skills. Look at your horse, its comfortable strength, it can be seen that this horse riding is also talented."

"Huh!" Lei Hong yelled, "Why did Mr. Lang go to the gravel road?"

At this moment, Jia Ping’an’s front is a piece of gravel road. Back then, there was a small pier here, and the small boats transported stones back and forth, and the debris fell all the way.

"Be careful!" Bao Dong exclaimed.

"Horseshoes can't take it!"

Lei Hong also felt that Jia Ping'an was negligent.

The gravel roads that war horses are most afraid of these days, as well as various hard and frictional roads, will cause too much damage to the horseshoes.

But Jia Pingan rode his horse and rushed over without hesitation.

What the hell!

Bao Dong covered his eyes, thinking that this is not your horse, wouldn't he be distressed?

Lei Hong murmured, "It's really comfortable to ride someone else's horse."

Bao Dong stood up and looked, and saw the horse running faster and faster

Jia Pingan drove Bao Dong's horse around.

When he came over, Bao Dong stretched out his hand, but Jia Pingan rode his horse and galloped again.

After going back and forth a few times like this, Bao Dong looked stunned, and Lei Hong covered his mouth.

"This"

The war horse galloped at such a high speed on the gravel road, logically, something should have happened a long time ago, and it is inevitable for a horse to stumble.

Bao Dong even imagined the scene of Jia Pingan falling off the horse, but the picture was so beautiful that it might kill someone, so he didn't dare to think about it.

Lei Hong let go of his hand and said in surprise: "Old Bao, why is your horse still running?"

Bao Dong was also confused.

"I don't even know!"

Is my horse gifted?

The horse came back again, this time Jia Ping'an slowed down.

He patted the horse's neck, and the horse neighed comfortably.

"Good horse."