Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 1 Wedges
Dry East City.

In August, the city is full of sweet-scented osmanthus.

The hawker selling sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the street is opening the steamer with a smile on his face. The sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus immediately lures the playful children to come up to him one by one. When the copper plate was dropped, a shout was suddenly heard not far away.

"Young master is here!"

The peddler immediately withdrew his hand, closed the steamer, and led the nearby boy back five steps quickly, only to hear the crisp sound of horse hooves, everyone raised their heads, and saw a fiery red pony The foal galloped forward. Although the foal hadn't grown up yet, it looked like a good foal. Its speed was not inferior to that of ordinary adult horses. The one sitting on top of the foal was only a man just over nine years old. The young man was wearing a small soft armor from a military school, but he didn't wear it properly. His belt was loosely tied, his helmet was tied to his shoulders with a rope, and his hair was not tied up, and it was scattered in a random piece.

"Drive! Drive! Liefeng, run slower, I've been caught, and I'll eat braised horse meat in the evening!" The young man said loudly, the fiery red pony seemed to understand his words, and ran even harder A few points.The young man passed by the stall selling sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and suddenly turned his head: "Brother Luo!"

The peddler smiled, and threw away the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that he took off just now: "Young master, it's ready."

The young man took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and galloped away. He put it to his mouth and took a bite: "It's too sweet!"

Not long after the young man stepped on his horse and left, a group of lightly armored warriors also rushed over. There were about a dozen of them, each of them was sweaty and flushed. The leader stopped the horse, took off his helmet, and cursed angrily: " This little bastard!"

"Boss, boss, don't talk like crazy!" The subordinate hurriedly stepped forward to persuade, "You call the young master a son of a bitch, don't you call..."

"Vice General Chen, the young master didn't go to class and sneaked out?" The peddler who was called Big Brother Luo by the teenager greeted him with a smile.

The people of Qiandong City are simple and honest, and the law and order are very good. Under the governance of Zhenxi Hou Baili Luochen, although the military power has not diminished, the soldiers have always been peaceful to the people, and the people love the soldiers very much, and they are very close to each other, so The peddlers on the street dare to strike up a conversation with this general.

Deputy General Chen shook the sweat from his hair, and then said angrily: "You said that Lord Hou gave him something wrong, but he gave him this gale horse. How can we catch it! How can we catch it! Luo Cheng, you just saw Him? Where did he go?"

"Young master ran in that direction." Luo Cheng pointed to the west.

"Go, chase to the east!" Deputy General Chen put on his helmet and flicked the reins, "Young master's temperament is all used to by the Marquis and you bastards!"

Luo Cheng watched the team of light armored warriors leave, and smiled: "Then what can we do, Lord Hou treats us well, so naturally we have to repay Lord Hou."

"You, you, you, go to Luocheng Lane. You, you, you, block him from the cross street, and the rest of you, follow me to Xiyu Street to catch him! I don't believe I can't catch him today!" Deputy General Chen shouted.

"What happens after you catch it?" the subordinate asked.

"Needless to say, of course it is! Send it back to the Marquis Mansion without hesitation!" Deputy General Chen said discouragedly, "Marquis Marquis is just this little only grandson, is it possible that he will be served by the military law?"

The dozen or so riders dispersed in an instant, and Vice General Chen couldn't help but let out a long sigh.Zhenxi Hou Baililuo Chen joined the army at the age of 16, and he was a soldier all his life. He was promoted from a centurion to Zhenxi Houye. When he was young on the battlefield, he would kill a person and tie a head around his waist. After becoming a general He was a murderous general who would bury thousands of people alive with a wave of his hand, but he got this only grandson in his later years, and he loved and cherished him like a treasure, so that he developed such a rebellious temperament. This city is mixed with ordinary people, three religions and nine streams, and it seems to have become Qiandong City——

"Little Overlord!" A boy in commoner clothes shouted in surprise when he saw the Gale Wind and Fire Cavalry attacking him.

"Hoo." The little boy reined in his horse and stood up, looking down at the commoner boy, "Little Yu'er, where are you going?"

"Go and buy some rice for my mother." The commoner boy replied.

"Come on, put on my clothes." The young man jumped off the horse, put the soft armor on the boy in civilian clothes, and then put a silver ingot in his hand, "Your mother is recovering!" some?"

The boy in civilian clothes hastily declined: "Thanks to you last time, the doctor came to see him a few times, and he is already much better. There is no need to give money anymore."

"Here, buy some more medicine for your mother, and stew an old hen to eat. But you have to do me a favor, put on this soft armor, ride a strong horse, and take a few laps in this city, the longer the better !" The young master brought the Liefeng horse over, and the boy in ordinary clothes was helped onto the horse in a daze, and he said with some fear: "But I...can't ride a horse..."

"Don't be afraid, hold on to the rein!" The young master handed the rope into his hand, "The strong wind is human, and it won't throw you off. You just need to close your eyes and hold on to the rein." Just finished speaking , the little boy slapped the horse with his ass, and the Gaefeng horse hissed, and rushed out with the screaming little Yu'er.

The young master clapped his hands, smiled with satisfaction, then walked into a small restaurant next to him, and said loudly: "Sister Hua Yu, bring me a glass of good wine!"

"A nine-year-old boy, if he doesn't learn well, what wine should he drink like an adult?" A beautiful girl in a white shirt came out after hearing the sound, and slapped the little boy on the head with a slap.

The little boy smiled: "I secretly drank a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus Qiong given by the emperor in Tianqi City this morning in my grandfather's room, and now there is still an aftertaste in my mouth, I have to drink a few more glasses while the aftertaste is still there , otherwise it would be wasted."

"It's just what you say. But not today, today the shopkeeper has some distinguished guests, and they are discussing important matters inside, so they won't welcome them all day." Hua Yu shrugged.

The young master frowned: "Your honored guest?"

"It's my master." Suddenly a childish voice sounded.

The little boy turned his head, only to see a little book boy sitting in the corner near the gate, carrying a large bookcase, and seriously flipping through a book in his hand.The young master asked curiously, "Who is your master?"

The little book boy closed the book, jumped out of the chair, and walked over step by step, muttering: "I was originally a banished immortal, riding the wind to fall to the world. Holding a white jade stick, I dreamed of climbing tall buildings."

The little boy looked confused: "What are you reading?"

"You still don't understand." Xiao Shutong pretended to be an old master and shook his head, then took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to the young master, "My master's sudden visit disturbed your interest. You just said Osmanthus Qiong, my master also gave me a sip, I don't want to drink it, so I will give it to you."

The young master thought that although the little book boy spoke strangely, he was generous, so he continued, and asked, "Do you also like drinking?"

"Xiaobai floated thirty cups in a row, and the spring thunder resounded at his fingertips. Wine is a good thing." The little book boy said shaking his head.

The little boy said with a smile: "It seems that you like reading more."

The little book boy suddenly turned serious and interrupted him: "I only love reading."

"Interesting, what's your name, little book boy?" The little boy developed a good impression of the little book boy in front of him for no reason. The word "only love".

"My name is Xie Xuan." The little book boy bowed suddenly, "Notifying your name is a big deal. Excuse me..."

"Young master, Deputy Chen is coming!" Miss Hua Yu suddenly shouted.

The young master turned his head, and saw that Vice General Chen's horse head had appeared at the end of the street. He patted the book boy on the shoulder: "If you haven't left tomorrow, come to Zhenxihou Mansion to find me!" After finishing speaking, he jumped up , climbed up to the opposite eaves, although he was very negligent about practicing kung fu, but he still put in a bit of effort in light kung fu.

The young master ran on the eaves, and Deputy General Chen chased him all over the city on his horse.

The people all over the city should eat, eat, and work. It seems that they have long been used to the frequent chaos of this little overlord of the Gandong.It's just that at the corner of the long street, a black sedan chair suddenly stopped, and the people inside gently raised the curtain, looked at the young master on the eaves, and whispered: "This boy..."

The young master turned around a few times and finally bypassed Vice General Chen. He was panting and sweating all over his head. He suddenly saw a nearby courtyard where the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers were blooming exceptionally well. She tried her best to swipe towards the courtyard, but just stepped on the opposite eaves, but it seemed to hit a wall of nothingness.

With a sound of "dong", the forehead was hit firmly, the little boy became dizzy, and the whole person fell straight towards the wall.

When he woke up, it was already dusk.

At sunset, the warm yellow sunlight turns the courtyard into a golden yellow. There is a small wooden table under the huge osmanthus tree in the courtyard. An old man with a long beard in white robes and a fairy spirit is sitting on the floor, holding a wine glass in one hand. , twirling the falling sweet-scented osmanthus with one hand, looking at the young master who just woke up, smiled: "Are you awake?"

"I... died?" The little boy asked in confusion, "Are you a god? This is..."

"This is Gandong City, your home. You should go home after sleeping here for a long time, or your parents should be worried." The old man pointed to the small door in the corner of the yard, "Open that door, and you I know the way."

"Oh, oh." The little boy stood up, still feeling a little dizzy.

The old man smiled and said: "Ordinary people can't come to my place, you come to explain that you have some fate with me. Before you leave, I have a request. Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

The young master was puzzled: "Will you be my teacher? What did you teach me?"

The old man stretched out his hand and twisted an osmanthus flower, and then he lifted it back, and the osmanthus flower instantly scattered into powder, and he flicked it up again, and the powder fell all over the tree in an instant.

"Martial arts?" The young master asked in confusion.

The old man said nothing, just smiled.

The little boy turned around and shrugged: "Not interested."

The old man still had a smile on his face: "The fate only ends here."

The young master was walking towards the door, when he suddenly sniffed, amidst the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden, he suddenly smelled another smell.

"Peach Blossom!" The little boy turned his head in amazement, looking at the glass of wine on the small wooden table, he rushed over in three steps at a time.The old man understood and immediately poured him a glass.The young master took the wine glass and drank it down, then slowly closed his eyes.

Now it's golden autumn, and the city is full of sweet-scented osmanthus, but at that moment, he seemed to be back in April, with the gentle spring breeze and the peach blossoms blooming brilliantly all over the trees!

He opened his eyes again, his eyes full of joy: "Where did you buy this wine?"

The old man picked up the wine glass and poured it down. When the full glass fell, it suddenly turned into a peach blossom and fell into his hands. He twirled the peach blossom and said softly, "I brewed it myself."

The young master immediately knelt down on the ground: "I worship sir as my teacher! Please teach me how to make wine!"

The old man smiled, and stretched out his hand to throw the peach blossoms in his hands upwards. The old tree that had lost all its sweet-scented osmanthus flowers was in spring again, but the one that bloomed again was full of peach blossoms!The garden was full of fragrance, and the scene was magnificent, he reached out and brushed the little prince on the ground, and said softly.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)