Outside the Wangjiang Tower.
In front of everyone's eyes, Kong Sheng stuck a flute sword in his waist and led a majestic white horse to leave.
The horse's body is snow-white without a trace of variegation, the horse's body is slender, the limbs are straight and powerful, and the eyes are shining, but the hooves are red yellow.
Kong Sheng didn't know how to ride horses, let alone ride horses, but he only knew that this was a Turkic stallion, which was purchased by local squires in the market and presented to Yang Qi, and Yang Qi "contributed" to his daughter Yang Xueruo, as the head of the poetry club.
Originally, Yang Qi thought that the leader of the poetry club was still his son-in-law, and the color was out, and the BMW still fell into the Yang family, but unexpectedly, it was Kong Sheng who won the championship, and politely declined to sign a marriage contract with Yang Xueruo again.
The Turks are rich in war horses, and half of the world's famous horses come from the Western Regions and the Turks.
From Kong Sheng's point of view, this horse is at most beautiful, with a stronger body, and it is estimated that he can run a long way; But in the eyes of horse readers, this is the wind chasing horse among the Turkic horses, traveling thousands of miles in a day, eight hundred at night, crossing the water and climbing the mountain, walking on the ground, and being the king of horses.
BMW's natural nature is fierce, and it has almost become a universal law.
In the past few days, several owners have been changed, even if it is the horse also recognized the birth of a temper, no matter how Kong Sheng dragged it, it was stunned and did not move at all, and the horse's head tilted, as if he glanced contemptuously at the thin young man in front of him, and occasionally neighed, shook his head suddenly, and was arrogant.
The mother's Kong Sheng was furious, just a brute, and he also wanted to kick his nose in the face, so he pulled out the sword at his waist and knocked it on the horse's buttocks.
Kong Sheng wanted to punish Bai Ma slightly, but he forgot that he was born with brute strength, and the strength of this blow was not small.
The white horse hissed in pain, jumped up with its front hooves, and then rushed forward with all its might.
Kong Sheng was caught off guard, and was dragged along the narrow mountain road to the side, embarrassed.
The onlookers, the peddlers, the pawns, and others exclaimed in surprise.
There is a cliff in front, less than fifty zhang away from the mountain road, this time the white horse was frightened, it must have been fallen into the cliff with people and horses, and there were no bones left.
At this time, Yang Qi and a group of officials and scholars surrounded Baiyunzi's master and apprentice, and were walking out of Wangjiang Tower, and when they saw this scene, they all stayed on the spot.
As soon as the handsome Taoist boy Atai's face changed, and his body moved, he was firmly grasped by Bai Yunzi's wrist, and he couldn't move: "Atai, don't be impatient."
The strength of the white horse is very fierce, although Kong Sheng did not know that there was a cliff in front of him, but he came back to his senses in an instant, and reacted very quickly, he did not resist the white horse again, but ran a few steps with the horse, and then shouted loudly, his feet supported the ground, his arms suddenly tensed, and he struggled to pull back the reins The speed and strength of the white horse's sprint were actually stopped, and the horse's neighing was actually mostly a panicked and panicked roar, and its hooves landed on all fours, and was dragged by a powerful force, and the momentum was immediately deflated.
A man and a horse stopped on the edge of the cliff, and the smoke and dust flew up.
Kong Sheng let out a long breath and secretly said that he was lucky, and at the same time, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
For the powerful power he possesses, he really has a personal experience this time, and it is indeed a natural brute force that ordinary people are hard to beat.
Perhaps in the eyes of scholars and literati, brute force is at most a brutal horseman, but Kong Sheng knows that in this troubled Tang Dynasty, force value is the foundation of life Kong Sheng glanced at the white horse, stomped his feet in annoyance, and said in his heart Do you even want to bully Lao Tzu He smiled coldly, turned around and dragged the reins, no matter how the white horse resisted, he dragged it all the way back to the mountain road, causing the mountains and rocks to splash dust all over the sky.
Everyone was stunned and gasped.
"This son is really a god and seeing that his body is so thin, but he doesn't want to have the courage of Wei Huai Wang Xuanba" Liu Junshou couldn't help but sigh lightly, and Song Qing, the Danyang County Commander next to him, secretly glanced at Yang Qi's face, and also sighed: "What's even more rare is that he still has a full stomach for learning, and the poems and songs he wrote today are all swan songs, it's hard to believe, this is the Kong family that is despised by the community."
Yang Xueruo hid behind her father, watching Kong Sheng slowly descend the mountain almost half-dragging the white horse, her expression even more complicated and lonely.
Yang Qi secretly gritted his teeth, and sneered in his heart: "I dare to let this official lose face in front of everyone, I don't know how to raise the Confucian family, do you think that once you become a peerless talent, you will have the capital to pretend in front of the Yang family, and it is just for this official to use, if you are in this half of the south of the Yangtze River, can you still escape from the palm of this official?"
A cold light flashed in Yang Qi's eyes, but it was gone.
He immediately waved his hand, smiled loudly, and bowed to Bai Yunzi: "Immortal Chief, please go to the mansion to rest, and allow Yang to treat him with vegetarian wine to fulfill the friendship of the landlord."
Bai Yunzi smiled loudly: "Yang Yuanjun is kind and gracious, and the poor Dao has a heart."
But Poor Dao is about to leave Jiangning and rush to Guanluo, so he won't bother the envoy, so don't bother the envoy, don't pass by" After speaking, Bai Yunzi made a mockery to Yang Qi, and then took Daotong Atai's hand and floated away.
Bai Yunzi and Yang Qi did not have a deep friendship, but when he traveled the world, he had a chance to treat Yang Qi, who was seriously ill and dying, and he had formed a good fate.
Yang Qi is grateful for the grace of saving his life, and the other is concerned about Bai Yunzi's influence, so he naturally intersects with Taoists.
From the Lion Rock down to the county seat of Jiangning, there are more than ten miles away.
Kong Sheng led the white horse, and walked back along the official road slowly and depressedly, although the white horse had already been tossed by him and lost his temper, and was as docile as a sheep, but he couldn't ride a horse, and this horse had no saddle, so how could he ride When the businessmen and pedestrians in the past saw this, they all cast a curious glance, and said in their hearts that this young man was stupid, and he didn't ride a horse After walking a short distance, I heard a clear laughter from the road ahead: "Xiao Langjun of the Kong family, you have to lead the horse all the way back to the city."
Kong Sheng looked up and saw Bai Yunzi, the immortal Taoist at the Wangjianglou Poetry Conference, holding the handsome Taoist Atai, standing on the side of the road, waving to him with a smile.
The Taoist gave him a sword, and helped him speak well at the poetry meeting, and received the favor of others, Kong Sheng naturally would not be rude.
He took two steps with the horse and walked forward: "The immortal chief gave the sword the high affection and friendship, Rong Kong thanked this horse again, but it was really helpless, Kong didn't know how to ride, so he had to lead it back to the city."
Bai Yunzi smiled lightly: "I see."
Atai, you can help the Kong family Xiaolang, let's meet in the city inn."
Daotong Atai seemed to have been prepared, so he nodded, stepped forward to take the reins from Kong Sheng's hand, and jumped onto the horse's back with a leap of his body.
He rode on his horse and stretched out a hand to Kong Sheng.
Kong Sheng hesitated slightly, but still reached out and grabbed Atai's hand.
Atai used his strength and Kong Sheng jumped up with his strength, but he easily got on the horse's back, but sitting on the smooth horse's back, Kong Sheng felt that he had nowhere to go, his body was extremely stiff, and his sitting posture was even more awkward and ugly.
"Hold me tight" Atai snorted softly, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the white horse neighed, and ran out.
Kong Sheng's body shook and shook suddenly, and he wrapped his hands around Atai's waist in a panic, pressing his face against his back.
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Atai laughed excitedly, patted the horse's head with one hand, and the white horse galloped up, running faster and faster, raising a cloud of dust and smoke.
Kong Sheng sat on the horse as if he was riding a cloud, but he gradually stopped flustering and calmed down.
More than ten miles of official roads, this white horse only took a stick of incense, and there was no sweat on the horse's body, and the four hooves were still full of rhythmic rhythm, obviously not doing their best.
After entering the city, Atai turned over and dismounted, and helped Kong Sheng down, full of praise: "Kong Xiaolang, you are really lucky, this is a first-class horse, it is rare in the world Since you can't ride, it's really a waste, why don't you give it to me, I use a pot of gold sore medicine to build muscle and stop bleeding to exchange with you."
Kong Sheng's expression remained unchanged, but he smiled slightly: "If the Atai brothers like it, they will take it away, and there is no need to swap it."
Atai was full of envy and said casually, he didn't really want Kong Sheng's horse, he didn't expect Kong Sheng to be so generous and bold, and he agreed so coolly, he hesitated and asked: "You really want to say this."
"Of course, there's nothing to be reluctant to give up."
Kong Sheng shrugged: "BMW gives heroes, I see that my brother is skilled, young heroes, just worthy of this white horse" Although the age difference between the two is not much, Atai is just a real teenager after all, while Kong Sheng is a mature and sleek soul contained in his shell.
After three or two sentences, he "complimented" Xiaodao Tong's eyebrows and smiled, and his perception of Kong Sheng was better, not only did he no longer want his white horse, but also offered to teach Kong Sheng riding skills. oshow7 t1706231537: