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The next day, the morning sun shone through the ebony window sills. Ye Xinghui heard the sound of going out from outside in a daze, and suddenly realized that this was not Lishan Mountain. He was going to get up early for morning classes today. , Immediately began to regret why he ran to the Imperial Capital all the time. His mother was right, even if he didn’t come, the Imperial Capital would not send someone to urge him. Now it seems that he is really out of his mind, trying to find fault for himself by.

However, it was already here, and it was too late to regret it, Xinghui sat up abruptly, lowered his head and stared for a while, then lay down unwillingly, repeated this several times, and finally got out of bed to tidy himself up.

After all, on the first day, it's not good to be late.

There are many rules in the palace, and the emperor's guards have to learn a lot. Martial arts are only the most basic, and they have to dabble in all kinds of classics, classics, rules and etiquette, and even the art of war.

In the Yongzi Department, there is an essay class in the morning and a martial arts class in the afternoon. Ye Xinghui is now at the peak of the Dao, even in the entire imperial capital, he is a first-class master, so the big teacher in charge of the Yongzi Department did not arrange martial arts classes for him , just let him arrange it by himself.

It's so good, Xinghui already planned to catch up on sleep in the afternoon, and it's better to go out of the palace for a stroll.

However, the literature class in the morning really made him miserable.

The master who taught the class was a well-behaved old man. He didn't speak very well, but he had a bad temper. He had a copper ruler in his hand. If anyone didn't like it, he would greet him directly.

According to the rules of the Hall of Martial Arts, when the master punishes, it is not allowed to use internal strength to protect the body, so when this ruler goes down, the palms of the elders will be swollen, and those who are in pain will have tears in their eyes.

Xinghui was constantly wandering between drowsiness and getting up and leaving, but even though he had thought about hundreds of times how he would fall headfirst, fall asleep, or lift the table and leave directly, he still didn't Dare to act.

In fact, being under the ruler is still secondary, it will be fine if it hurts for two days, the main reason is that today the master is talking about "The Book of Emperor Dayin", starting from the founding ancestor of Dayin. With the master's rigidity, if he dared to do that, he would definitely be labeled as disrespectful, and if someone took advantage of it again, he would cause a whole lot of trouble.

A good history, told in such a boring way, Xinghui glanced at the thickness of the book, and he had an idea of ​​his life in the future, and he couldn't help but sighed silently.

I say now that I want to go back to Lishan, is there still time?

After finally finishing the morning literature class, Xinghui turned his head and went back to the room, throwing himself on the bed, ready to catch up on sleep.

However, the sky failed as people wished, and he had only slept for about an hour when he felt someone pinch his face lightly.

"Hey, brother, don't do it." Thinking it was Chu Heng, he slapped the hand that was making trouble on his face, turned over and muttered softly, "Let me sleep for a while."

But I heard someone chuckle lightly, with a warm and clear voice: "Why are you so sleepy, what did you do last night?"

Xinghui was shocked immediately, and opened his eyes to see the person who came, it was Su Lang.

He rubbed his head and sat up, his voice hoarse: "Why are you here?"

Su Lang handed him a cup of tea, "I thought you were in martial arts class. I saw you were not here, so I came here. I knocked on the door outside for a while, and saw that you didn't answer, so I had to open the door and come in. So sleepy?"

Xinghui got up and wiped his face, hesitating: "It's not... just the morning essay class, it's too boring. As soon as I come back, I will..."

Su Lang laughed: "So you plan to sleep like this all afternoon? It's almost time for Shen."

When he said this, a blush immediately appeared on Xinghui's face: "No, I was planning to go out to play in the afternoon."

Su Lang raised a finger and lightly tapped Xinghui's shoulder: "Don't even think about playing, Your Majesty ordered that in the future your martial arts class will be changed to horse riding, and I will teach you."

Xinghui's expression changed, and he suddenly recalled that Chu Heng had told him yesterday that His Majesty ordered Su Lang to teach him how to ride a horse, but he forgot about it because he was drowsy from studying Chinese this morning. He thought that even if he had to teach himself, it would not be so fast.So when I saw Su Lang, I really didn't think about it for a while, and I was still wondering why Su Lang came to look for him.

Now that Su Lang mentioned it directly, Xinghui's face wrinkled into a small bitter gourd, and he directly showed his ability to act like a baby with his seniors in Lishan, shaking Su Lang's sleeve: "Can you not learn?"

Su Lang's heart was itchy, but his face was still indifferent: "Your Majesty's decree."

Xinghui begged him softly: "No one will know if you don't tell me, Brother Su Lang, please."

Xinghui's age is a few years younger than Su Lang's, and he softly called "brother", which almost made Su Lang fail.

He has seen Xinghui who is pure and lonely, Xinghui who is red-faced and lively, Xinghui who is lively and cheerful, Xinghui who is angry and angry, and Xinghui who is full of vigor, but he has never seen such softness. The coquettish young master of Lishan Mountain seemed to have been hit by something in his heart, his face was slightly red, he turned his face away, coughed lightly unnaturally, and slowed down his tone: "Then if your majesty asks you in the future, what did you learn?" How, let me say it?"

Xinghui frowned and thought for a while, didn't know what to say for a long time, and finally said as if giving up on himself: "In this way, you can say that I am stupid, I can't learn it by life or death."

Su Lang was speechless for a while, and forced his face to be serious: "Do you think your majesty will believe it? If you are at the peak of the Dao, can you learn to ride a horse? No one will believe this in the entire Kyushu. Your Majesty will only say that you are greedy." Play, blame me for not doing my best, if you assign a strict teacher to teach you, what will you do then? Are you acting like a baby like this?" At the end of the speech, Su Lang laughed himself out first.

Xinghui let go of Su Lang's sleeves and looked at him pitifully: "Is it really necessary to learn?"

Su Lang nodded, and hard-heartedly rejected Xinghui: "No, I don't know how to ride a horse. In the future, you won't go hunting for summer seedlings in spring and hunting in autumn and winter?"

After hearing what he said, Xinghui knew in his heart that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, but he still didn't want to. He had to study boring literature in the morning and practice horse riding in the afternoon. Why was his day so hard? Why did he come to the capital? I regretted so much that my intestines were green, and I couldn't help but feel dejected.

Seeing his gloomy look, Su Lang comforted him: "I'm going to Wanzhou for a business trip in the second half of the year. If you're pretty good at studying, how about I take you out to play? In this way, you don't need to study Chinese."

"Wanzhou? Seriously? I haven't been there yet." Xing Hui beamed with joy, and all his depression was swept away.

"Really", Su Lang nodded: "I can take you there after you have learned enough, but after all, you are a foreigner, if you don't study now, then I want to tell His Majesty to take you there, but it is not easy to say so."

Hearing that riding a horse can go to Wanzhou, Xinghui directly dragged Su Lang out, he is a majestic young master of Lishan Mountain, the peak of the road, it is not difficult to learn how to ride a horse, so he walked out arrogantly, and was about to conquer Racecourse.

A quarter of an hour later, Young Master Ye, who was full of fighting spirit, was shamefully cowarded in front of the fat and strong silver-maned horse. He turned to look at Su Lang: "Do you really want this horse?"

Su Lang smiled: "I specially chose it for you. It has a gentle temperament and is most suitable for learning how to ride a horse."

Xinghui felt relieved a little, stroked the horse's neck, muttered something, then grasped the rein and mane with his left hand, supported the saddle with his right hand, stepped on the stirrup with his left foot, lifted his body, and stepped over the horse's back with his right leg, sitting safely in the saddle.

Su Lang saw that his movements were smooth and quick, and he looked decent: "You are quite good at it, why are you panicking?"

"I, I can't control the direction, dare to go up or down..." Xinghui was a little aggrieved.

"You can get down as you go up." Su Lang said, leading a horse, and quickly got on the horse. "If you want to go to the left, put your right shin on the back and clamp the horse's right abdomen, and your left shin on the front." The left shoulder, the right hand loosens the rein, the left hand holds the rein tightly, and the same goes for going to the right. Don’t be afraid, I’ll follow you and try running around twice?”

Xinghui grabbed the reins tightly, exhaled, clamped the horse's belly with his shins, and lightly flicked the whip in his hand, "Drive——"

The galloping horse is rolling its hooves and its long mane is flying, and the young man on the horse is heroic and energetic.

However, it didn't take long before the young man screamed, "Ah—how do you go to the left?"

Su Lang shook his head, and rode his horse to catch up, "Relax the rein with your right hand, and tighten it with your left hand. Don't panic, the more you panic, the worse the ride will be. I'm here."

Xinghui's face was a little pale, but fortunately he listened to Su Lang's words, did as he said, and really controlled the direction, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Su Lang followed him all the way, watching the young silver-saddled horse gallop like the wind, fast and slow, getting better and better, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, like a deep pool.

Wanzhou... Ye Xinghui had to go.

"I'm exhausted, let's take a break." Xinghui wiped the thin sweat from his forehead.Su Lang was behind him. Hearing what he said, he got off his horse and walked over: "Are you coming?"

Xinghui pursed his lips, hesitated, and finally shook his head: "I, I dare not..."

When he was young, he learned how to ride a horse in Lishan Mountain. When he got off the horse, he accidentally fell off the horse's back and was almost trampled by the horse's hoof. He lay on the bed for ten days and a half months, and never dared to touch the horse again.

The last time I was in Chaoyuan Taohuazhuang in the suburbs of Beijing, one was provoked by Chu Heng, and the other was to avoid Su Lang and Han Chengmiao and talk to Chu Heng alone, so I said that I wanted to learn how to ride a horse.This time, His Majesty's imperial decree had to be followed, but at this moment when he was asked to dismount, and there was no senior brother who was always close to him to protect him, he was unavoidably flustered and turned pale.

But Su Lang stretched out his hands to him: "Don't be afraid, take off the stirrup with your right foot, step over with your right leg first, don't touch the horse's back, I'll catch you behind you, I won't let you fall."

There was still some hesitation between Xinghui's brows, he grabbed the rein tightly and said nothing.

Su Lang took two steps forward, patted Xinghui's leg, with a gentle expression, and patiently repeated: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Xing Hui breathed out, after all he carefully raised his right leg, and slowly stepped over the horse's buttocks, Su Lang hugged him from behind, and hugged him directly, Xing Hui's face suddenly turned red.

The author says:

About how to ride a horse, I don’t know salty fish, so I may be wrong, don’t take it seriously, just take a look.