mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 296 I Was Born Extraordinary
This song is the same as Li Shutong's "Motherland Song", but the rhyme is different.

The original words were not very rigorous, Zhao Chuanxin changed the words before and after without authorization, and the effect was not bad.

Zhao Chuanxin has always been right about things and not people. It doesn't matter if people are cool or not, the song is a good song.

His voice is less transparent and more heroic, and his singing is full of national dignity and the honor and disgrace of a great country.

It fits well with the background of this era.

Li Shutong couldn't help clapping his hands, and the passengers around were mesmerized.

There is a lack of entertainment, and the train journey is even more boring. Some people sing, and they are so impassioned. Why don't you applaud?

At the end of the song, there was a wave of applause.

"Okay, another one!"

Zhao Chuanxin pressed his hands like Li Shutong: "Low-key, everyone should be low-key, be reserved..."

Li Shutong: "..."

He thought for a while and said, "This song is not suitable for guitar playing and singing."

"It's okay, I'll give you another song "The Peasant"!"

——When we met, I was drunk until I was drunk, and I spoke in detail in the wind and rain.Right and wrong pass like smoke, and tears of laughter seep into the old well...

I am Cao!

Li Shutong was dumbfounded: "Is this Cantonese? Did you compose the song?"

"Ah." If you want to talk about shame, Zhao Chuanxin looks at the five continents and four oceans, and there is no one better: "Yes, I did it, just thought of it."

"..."

Ning An was full of admiration.

As expected of Mr. Zhao, Yun Wen Yun Wu.

Miao Cuihua took Zhao Chuanxin's arm and forgot to put it down.

Li Shutong couldn't believe it...

In the bursts of guitar and singing, the journey is not lonely.

Instead of teaching Zhao Chuanxin, it is better to say that Li Shutong himself became more and more transparent as he talked. When he arrived in Fengtian, he could already play the guitar very smoothly.

In Fengtian, you need to change trains.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Ning An to bring rice to Mishan, and he took Miao Cuihua to the car first.

There are more people getting on the train in Fengtian to go to the capital, and the train station is bustling with people from all walks of life.

Zhao Chuanxin was tall and burly, protecting Miao Cuihua with one hand, and pulling to the sides with the other: "Hey, hey, are you qualified? Why do you squeeze? Get out of the way, or someone will look good..."

He violently tore people apart.

Li Shutong hid far away, wishing he could find a fast lane and get on the car quickly.

For his introverted temperament, it is really impossible to do such shameless behavior as Zhao Chuanxin.

Miao Cuihua was wearing a thick but well-fitting shirt, overalls, and a boater hat with a stiff brim.

She looked at Zhao Chuanxin's outrageous behavior with a smile, but she felt a sense of security.

Zhao Chuanxin has always been like this, she is used to it.

Others complained, but Zhao Chuanxin ignored it.

In front, there is a young man in his early twenties wearing a silk mandarin gown and a melon skin hat with a piece of jasper inlaid in the center of the hat.

He had three attendants, one of whom also led a horse.

Those who can transport horses on the train are generally related households with a little energy.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand and pulled: "Are you talking about public morality? It's really unreasonable to lead a horse at the train station."

The young man turned his head in astonishment, and was just pushed aside by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin walked in front, followed by Ning An who led the horse, hanging Li Shutong from a distance.

The young man saw that the other party was also leading the horse, and the horse followed Zhao Chuanxin step by step. It was obviously Zhao Chuanxin's, and it would stop immediately.

You fucking lead the horse, are you still ashamed to say me?
His entourage got angry first, and just wanted to criticize Zhao Chuanxin, but was stopped by the young man.

The young man shouted at Zhao Chuanxin: "Dare to ask, can this horse be sold?"

Among the horses, Mi Shan was just like Zhao Chuanxin in the crowd at this time, he was too tall and stood out from the crowd.

It's hard not to be noticed.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and bared his teeth: "Listen to my brother's persuasion, I am a horse, you can't control it."

The attendant finally couldn't help it: "Bold, who are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Go away, I don't bother to talk to you."

The attendant wanted to speak, but the young man stopped him again.

Zhao Chuanxin turned to Ning An and said, "Put the horse on the train and come back quickly."

"Yes, sir."

At first, the young man thought that Ning An was disguised as a man, and thought that the two women that this man brought were so beautiful, one was charming and the other was beautiful.

As a result, when Ning An spoke, his voice was a little thin, but it had masculine features.

The young man was confused. Is this a man or a woman?
The trains are divided into first-class, second-class, inferior, and worst-class, which are similar to business class and economy class in later generations.

The most inferior compartment is the closest to the front of the car, because it is powered by steam and needs to burn coal.So the wind was blowing with coal dust, and the smell of sour vinegar broke into the car, and there were so many people, it was stuffy like a coffin.

Fortunately, on this train, the worst carriages carry goods and horses.

And Zhao Chuanxin and others sat in the first-class "luxury" car, which was in the last section.

And the young man with his entourage is also in this section.

After getting into the car, by coincidence, the young man sat next to Zhao Chuanxin again.

It can only be said that at this time, even rich people can enjoy limited high treatment.
There are only so many windows in the first-class carriage, how many choices can there be?

Ning An settled the horses, and returned to the carriage with almost the young man's entourage.

Soon, the train moved on.

The young man didn't seem to give up, and asked Zhao Chuanxin across the aisle: "Your Excellency, is your horse really not for sale? I am a good horse person, and I will never let it be wronged."

It can be seen that this man really loves horses.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his neck, hummed with his eyes closed, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The scene was embarrassing for a while, the young man looked at Zhao Chuanxin, Li Shutong, Ning An and Miao Cuihua looked at the young man, the two groups stared at each other, only Zhao Chuanxin was fascinated.

Miao Cuihua elbowed Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and said helplessly to the young man, "You just don't listen to advice. If you ride that horse, it will take you into a ditch."

The young man didn't think it was disobedient, and said: "I saw that although its hooves are thick and its head and neck are inflexible, its body is extremely light; it should not be hot-blooded, but its temperament is sensitive. It has a wide rump, but it is extremely fast. The rules of the horse are extremely abnormal and unbelievable."

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't know how to judge a horse. He can tell a good horse from a bad one by just riding it for two laps, and he knows everything.

Listening to what this young man said was clear and logical, telling out Mishan's characteristics one by one, it was really not nonsense.

It does appear that there are two brushes.

Mi Shan has the characteristic of drawing a horse, and his strength is surprisingly great.

For ordinary horses, Zhao Chuanxin can even pull the horse down by grabbing the ears, but it can't be done with Mishan.

Horses kick people with their hind hooves, while cows kick people sideways.So stand on the horse's head, not on the horse's tail.

It sounds like nonsense for a person to overturn a horse, but Zhao Chuanxin is not the only one who can actually do this.There are many people who can do it all over the world.

Mi Shan's nimbleness and fast running are not his own abilities at all, but the elastic boots Zhao Chuanxin prepared for him on his four hooves.

Speed ​​up, labor saving, strong bounce.

But what about Mi Shan's character... Zhao Chuanxin just laughed.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was inappropriate to describe it as sensitive.It would be appropriate to describe it as despicable.

He said solemnly: "Have you ever heard of a horse flying in the sky? My horse is a horse. How can you be a mere mortal? So I advise you, give up your heart."

The young man's entourage sneered, "If it's a pegasus, aren't you a mortal?"

Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "You still have vision. I was extraordinary when I was born. It is said that the divine light room is full of light, the purple air descends with nectar, the big star falls to the ground, the fragrance lingers for three days, and there are crows. Hovering in the sky, an owl came with a letter. As soon as I was born, Wen Po exclaimed——this child is handsome, with extraordinary bones. His will is so strong that no one can fathom it. When I was three years old, I was able to sing poems Fu. When I was five years old, I abandoned literature and went to martial arts. I could bend a bow and shoot arrows. At ten years old, I could carry a tripod. When I was 20 years old, the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, and I tore devils with my hands..."

(End of this chapter)