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Chapter 36 - The Saddle

Chapter 36 - Saddle
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After Bo Jun finished speaking, he filled the wine bowl and said, "A modest gentleman has formed a family with a wicked woman. Don't you think it's interesting?"

Xiao Po chuckled, "This is interesting." The two drank three more bowls.

Bo Jun saw that there were still two jugs of wine, and said with a smile: "I told another interesting story, this time when it comes to you, if you can't tell it, you will be fined three bowls first."

Xiao Po searched his brains, but couldn't think of anything interesting, so he had to sit on the table and drink three bowls by himself.At this time, there was only one table left for them in the living room. The shop assistant was leaning over one table, dozing off. Do you want to drink again?"

Xiao Po said: "Free food and drink, don't waste it!"

Bo Jun said: "Well, now we can listen to the piano and taste wine." He just finished speaking, only to hear several hideous sounds from upstairs, and the sound of the piano.The shop clerk was also awakened by the sound of the piano, resting his chin on the table, listening carefully.

The sound of the piano quickly rang out, pinching the cage gently, like pearls and jade falling on a plate, like a stream dancing happily.Xiao Po had also learned qin music, but he didn't know the piece. He suddenly thought of Xie Yu'er. Xie Yuer played the qin and played the sound, which was much better than this one.

When he was in a daze, Bo Jun held the bowl and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, the sound of the qin is beautiful. If Liang does not go, it is time to drink."

But at this time a gust of cold wind poured in at the door, the two of them looked and saw a beggar with disheveled hair coming in.The beggar was dressed in green clothes. Although it was dirty, it was seven or eight layers new, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. When Bo Jun saw him, he greeted him, "Brother Kunlun, you are here again, hurry up and have a drink!"

The beggar didn't refuse, came over and sat down, lifted the wine jar and drank directly.After drinking for a while, Duo grabbed some meat and ate it indiscriminately.

Seeing his clothes, Bo Jun asked, "Your clothes look familiar, but they are the ones hanging at the door of Liuyunzhai!" The beggar smiled silly and said, "It's mine, it's mine." Hold on to your clothes for fear of being snatched away by others.

Bo Jun was amused in his heart, and he only said: "Yes, you must have stolen it and put it on. I'm afraid the shopkeeper is looking for you everywhere."

The beggar just ignored him, hugged the wine jar and looked up to listen to the piano, clapping his hands and cheering from time to time.His hair covered his face, Xiao Po had a vague feeling that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and his expression seemed a little silly.He asked Bo Jun, "Brother, who is this?"

Bo Jun said: "I don't know the details. I only know that he came here a year ago. He is crazy, but he is good at martial arts. In this Potala city, he can take whatever he wants, and the soldiers can't do anything to him. Later in the city Merchants saw that he was crazy and strong in martial arts, so he had no choice but to let him go. What's even more strange is that he often came here to listen to the piano, or even sang loudly. I often came here to drink and listen to the piano, so I became familiar with him .”

Xiao Po was very surprised, and asked the mad beggar: "Uncle, what's your name. I think you look familiar!" The mad beggar ignored him, and started singing along to the sound of the piano.

"Green grass and trees, friends from far away, mountain flowers blooming and smiling, and the bright moon is in full bloom; the beauty is just a moment, the friendship between you and me can be passed down for thousands of years; the white clouds are long, just a moment, the friendship between you and me is like forever; the grass and trees are green, come from afar The honored guest, the heart is like gold and jade, the sound is vibrating, the beauty is smiling, the young man is happy, who is the friend, let me tell you, the west is majestic, and Kunlun is great!"

Xiao Po heard his singing, his face turned pale, he reached out his hand to help his hair on his forehead, and cried out: "Uncle Xie, you are Uncle Xie!" It turned out that this mad beggar was really Xie Yuncheng. Zhen Hongmu went to the desert to travel to the west, during which he met Xie Yuncheng once, and Xie Yuncheng was already insane at that time, holding his sword across the sand, like a fairy or a demon.

After that parting, Xie Yuncheng seemed to have some memories in his madness, so he went across the desert to find his wife and daughter, but he didn't remember where to look for, and traveled to many cities, but he didn't want to come here.

When Xiao Po met his old friend, Xie Yuer's biological father, he was full of thoughts, and tears flowed silently.Seeing his demeanor, Bo Jun didn't speak well, so he said: "Brother Xiao, it's really fate, I don't think this person is your acquaintance, you have to take good care of him in the future."

Xiao Po wiped away his tears, pulled Xie Yuncheng and said, "Uncle Xie, do you still remember me? I am Xiao Po!" Xie Yuncheng was stopped by him from singing, and he waved his hands away, his body was already elsewhere, still listening to the piano singing, Xiao Po Lifting his legs and turning around, he shouted again: "Uncle Xie, I'm Xiao Po, do you still remember me?"

Seeing him coming to block him again, Xie Yuncheng pulled out his sword from his waist and said, "If you come here again, I'll kill you!" Xiao Po didn't step forward, and began to sing along with him.After singing a few lines, Xie Yuncheng stopped singing, looked at him and said: "You can sing, you can sing, sing well, sing well!" He clapped his hands as he spoke.

Xiao Po stopped singing, looked at Xie Yuncheng, and said: "Uncle Xie, you taught me to sing, you, don't you remember?"

Xie Yuncheng's pupils dilated, he laughed and said, "I'll teach you to sing, I'll teach you to sing, let's sing again." After speaking, he began to sing again, but at this moment, the sound of the piano stopped, Xie Yuncheng turned around suddenly, and disappeared in the In the inn, Xiao Po ran after him and disappeared into the night.

Bo Jun poured himself a bowl of wine and said, "There are so many interesting things tonight!" The sound of the stairs sounded, and a middle-aged scribe came down with a guqin in his arms. Seeing Bo Jun, he said, "Fourth Prince, it's so late! It’s been two years, you come to my inn every day, it’s not just as simple as drinking! I’ve always wanted to ask you, but today I have to!”

Bojun got up and bowed, and said: "I was sent by my father to manage the production of weapons in Potala City. No one in the city does not know your talents. You are originally from the Central Plains. Knowing that, how can I let my husband be buried here, and I ask my husband to come out of this world to give me a plan to guide my troops to set up an army when I return home, so that I can conquer Tubo in the future and achieve great deeds of merit."

The middle-aged scribe hugged the qin and smiled, and said: "It turns out that the fourth prince comes here to listen to the qin every day for this purpose. Feng is not talented, so I'm afraid he won't be able to do any great things."

Bo Jun said: "Mr. Feng is struggling with the sound of the piano. I can listen to it very well. I also invite you to join me. If you agree, tomorrow I will report to my father and make me a military advisor in the imperial tent."

The middle-aged scholar Feng Mingyue said: "I still can't do it. You know I've always been afraid of my wife. She won't allow me to do this, but since the fourth prince looks down, come to my inn more often in the future. You can talk about the military kingdom." , talk about court affairs."

Wanyan Bojun heard his words and knew that he was willing to conspire, he was very happy, said: "Okay, according to Mr., it's getting late, I will take my leave first." After saying that, he took two servants to turn the door and go out.

Xiao Po chased him out of the inn, he saw the street was cold and there was no sign of Xie Yuncheng, but he didn't want to give up, so he chased around for a while, but he still didn't see anyone.I had no choice but to go back to the inn, lay on the bed and fell asleep, my heart was in a mess, but thinking that Xie Yuncheng would come to listen to the piano again tomorrow, I felt relieved.

Xiao Po slept late, and it was A Tielin who woke him up the next day.They had some breakfast, took their horses and walked down the street to look for harnesses.

At this time, it was almost time, and the streets were full of people, and it was very lively.A Tielin still remembered the shop where he used to buy saddlery, so he searched all the way there.

There is a racecourse in the south of the city, and there are five or six saddlery shops near the gate of the racecourse. They have all kinds of equipment and everything you need, and the second tied horse is outside.A Tielin said: "Boss Mo, do you have good saddles in the store?"

Boss Mo laughed and said, "Could it be that your Hongxia needs to change the saddle again!" The reason why he remembered A Tielin was because A Tielin had a good horse. Three years ago, A Tielin brought the horse to buy the saddle. He also wanted to buy A Tielin's Hongxia BMW, but it was a pity that A Tielin didn't sell it.

A Tielin said: "It's not Hongxia. My nephew has another horse, but it's its saddle." As he was speaking, he could only hear people's heads moving outside the shop door and chattering.

Boss Mo found it strange, and walked out the door, only to see a group of people surrounding the two horses, pointing and talking non-stop.Seeing the two horses, one red and one black, Boss Mo's eyes lit up, he turned his head and patted A Tielin on the shoulder, enviously said: "Brother A Tie, the red one is your Hongxia, I have seen it before, and the black one is even worse." Xian Biaojun, you are truly amazing."

Xiao Po was delighted to hear his praise, and said with a smile: "That's my Zidian, Boss Mo must bring out the good saddle, don't let it go bad."

Boss Mo looked at Xiao Po, envious of him, took his hand and said, "Little brother, you don't want to sell this horse to me, just let me know how much it costs."

Xiao Po shook his head and said with a smile: "Zi Dian is close to me. Others can't stand him, so I won't sell it. Boss Mo, hurry up and get out the saddle." He just finished speaking when someone outside wanted to get close to Zi Dian. After stroking, Zi Dian kicked himself up, scaring everyone away.At this time, more and more people gathered around, and several horse dealers came to ask who owned the two horses and whether they would sell them or not.

Before the two of them could speak, Boss Mo had already reprimanded the horse dealer and ordered the men to go to the inner hall to move things.

A pair of black saddles was quickly brought out and placed in front of Xiao Po, A Tielin stretched out his hand to touch it, Xiao Po was also satisfied, and squatted down to check.

Boss Mo pointed to the saddle and said: "This is cold valley black iron, ox hide, and the raw materials of Jumang Jijing. It is handmade by Mo himself. You two like it."

A Tielin stood up, suppressed his liking, and said: "Boss Mo, there should be better ones, don't shake my uncle and nephew."

Boss Mo patted him on the shoulder and said with a wry smile: "Brother Ah Tie, this is the bottom of the box, and it is the only one in Potala City. If it weren't for the dark horse, I wouldn't want to take it out. If not, I'll put it away."

(End of this chapter)