The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 705 Xuanyuan Father and Son (two more)

It's a quiet afternoon.

All the people and horses in the family rested, and there was a sense of stability and peace everywhere.

Gu Jiao didn't touch the red-tasseled gun, and went to the well to wash her clothes.

The summer in Yan Country is hotter and humid than that in Zhao Country, and the air is sticky, especially because of the corset, it is so hot that one feels like having a heat stroke.

Gu Jiao dried the washed clothes on the rope one by one, and when halfway through drying, there was a rush of horseshoes outside the door.

Gu Jiao didn't pay attention at first, but the sound of horse's hooves stopped outside her gate.

Gu Jiao's first reaction was that Gu Chengfeng was here.

Xu Fengxian from Tianxiang Pavilion can't stand him, Gu Chengfeng has always acted relatively freely, why didn't he guess Xiao Heng, because Xiao Heng's recent actions are very cautious.

He didn't say anything, but Gu Jiao probably guessed that that day, in order to let her put Han Shizi in a sack, Xiao Heng lured King Mingjun away. Afterwards, Han Shizi must have realized that Xiao Heng did it on purpose.

It's just that Han Shizi has no evidence, so he can't be separated from King Ming because of a little speculation, so he can only secretly send someone to watch.

But soon, Gu Jiao heard a series of hoofbeats.

There are not only carriages, but also a team of people.

This must not be Gu Chengfeng.

Nan Shiniang happened to wake up, she heard the movement outside the door, put on a veil, walked over and opened the door to have a look, and asked, "Who is it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

I saw a luxury carriage accompanied by a team of guards parked at the door of my house, the curtain was pulled open, and a young man in his early twenties, luxuriously dressed and with a dignified appearance stepped out of the carriage.

The other party's expression was very cold, with a certain arrogance and murderous look of a superior, as if the visitor was not kind.

Nan Shiniang's eyes darkened, and she asked neither humble nor overbearing: "Who are you?"

Han Shizi glanced at the veiled woman and didn't pay much attention to her at first, but her tone made him look sideways.

He asked the guard on the side: "Are you sure it's here?"

A guard cupped his hands: "Yes, my lord, that day when I went to the yamen to inquire about the whereabouts of your mount, I met a few thieves who were imprisoned. They said that they found a very powerful black horse in this house!"

Dark horse?

Could it be—

Nan Shiniang's eyes paused. Is this young man the owner of the dark horse at home?

Han Shizi looked at Master Nan,

Shen Sheng asked: "Do you have the horse he mentioned at home?"

Master Nan was slightly taken aback.

Han Shizi ignored her and went straight into the yard to find his horse.

Nan Shiniang stopped him: "Who allowed you to come in?"

A guard yelled and rushed forward: "Bold! My family's eldest son can be touched by your dirty hands!"

He stretched out his hand to slap Nan Shiniang. Nan Shiniang was abolished in martial arts in the early years, and all she is good at is poison and hidden weapons.

But concealed weapons don't have an advantage in face-to-face fights, and she doesn't have poison with her at the moment.

Seeing that the slap was about to hit Mrs. Nan on the face, there was a sudden swoosh in the main room, and a cold arrow galloped towards the man's shoulder. The man let out a scream and was shot flying , fell to the ground!

Han Shizi didn't expect that someone in the room would shoot sniper shots, and he frowned.

What a fast arrow!

The rest of the guards drew their swords out one after another.

Han Shizi stopped in his tracks and looked in the direction of the main room with a worried face.

Gu Jiao was dressed as a teenager, holding a longbow, and walked out recklessly.

Han Shizi recognized Gu Jiao at a glance: "It's you?"

Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously, she also recognized Han Shizi.

The two don't know each other on the surface, but Han Shizi secretly saw Gu Jiao's bow, and Gu Jiao secretly poked Han Shizi's sack, so both sides recognized this face.

There were too many enmities between the two, the Han family abused Gu Chengfeng, Han Che came to steal the horse, Han Shizi used Shaolin monks to hurt Gu Jiao's teammates, and Gu Jiao beat the brothers severely.

It is simply irreconcilable.

The eyes of both of them turned cold.

Han Shizi said coldly: "Xiao Liulang, don't think that this Shizi doesn't know what good deeds you have done!"

Gu Jiao rubbed her chin.

Well, do you know that she is the one who put on the sack? Also, do you know that she killed Nangong Li?

Seeing Gu Jiao's expression, Han Shizi understood that she had guessed what he meant. He thought that Gu Jiao would at least feel guilty and afraid, but Gu Jiao just let out a light oh.

Han Shizi was almost dumbfounded.

Oh?

What a reaction!

"What are you doing at my house?" Gu Jiao asked lightly.

She has always used a juvenile voice when speaking with outsiders, but after using it too much, she has become more and more proficient, and she can't hear any flaws.

Han Shizi frowned, this kid was so annoying that he almost forgot his business.

Han Shizi said coldly: "I said who is so bold as to steal our Han family's horse. I'm not surprised if it's you. Hand over my horse!"

"Your horse?" Gu Jiao put the longbow on her shoulder, "Your horse is not here!"

Han Shizi snorted coldly: "If you say there is no one, then there is none?"

Gu Jiao: "Yes."

Han Shizi: "..."

Han Shizi: "Then do you dare to let me search?"

Gu Jiao: "Why should I ask you to search? Do you have a search warrant from the government?"

Do the Han family need a search warrant?

Gu Jiao said: "No search is allowed without a search warrant."

Han Shizi narrowed his eyes dangerously: "It doesn't matter if you are toasting and not eating fine wine, then I will settle the old and new accounts here today!"

"What are you doing!" Master Lu was awakened by the movement in the yard, and he rushed over with a machete in his hands.

Gu Jiao blocked Master Lu and looked at Shizi Han with cold eyes: "I'll come. Xiao Shun, bring my gun."

Gu Xiaoshun, who just rubbed his eyes and walked to the main room: "Oh, good!"

He hurriedly ran back to the backyard, and pulled out the red-tasseled gun beside Black Wind King. The red-tasseled gun was too heavy, and if he hadn't practiced grabbing it every day, he wouldn't be able to hold it at all.

With all his might, he hugged the red-tasseled gun to Gu Jiao: "Liulang, here it is!"

The red-tasseled spear has big braids and big red flowers, but Han Shizi didn't recognize that it was the magical weapon that Xuanyuan Li had used.

Such an ugly weapon really caught the eyes of everyone present.

A guard laughed on the spot: "What the hell!"

Master Lu pulled Master Nan over to protect him: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Master Nan shook her head.

Han Shizi said lightly: "I don't need a weapon to deal with you, let's make a move!"

While speaking, his internal energy scattered in all directions, pressing towards Gu Jiao in the whole courtyard as if with substance.

Master Nan's complexion changed: "This is... the Tang Men's mentality! Too bad, Jiaojiao is not his opponent!"

Jiaojiao's marksmanship has only been learned for a few days, and she is not proficient at all...

Gu Jiao slashed at Shizi Han with a single shot.

That marksmanship was extremely fast, and there was almost only an afterimage left, no wonder it was able to kill Nangong Li.

However, just like that, it's not enough to be his opponent!

Han Shizi's figure flashed.

Gu Jiao's eyes flickered, and she avoided it!

"It's just that—"

Before Han Shizi finished his sentence, the attack that the spear had already avoided was just a false move. The spear turned around and stabbed at his waist and abdomen.

He couldn't dodge it, so he drew out the dagger at his waist and blocked the red-tasseled spear suddenly.

But the force on the red-tasseled spear was beyond his expectation. Although it wouldn't make his arm go numb, it did make the veins on his arm swell!

"Your marksmanship is good, but unfortunately, you are not proficient enough!"

Han Shizi was actually surprised. He tried to learn the Xuanyuan family's marksmanship, but unfortunately he couldn't learn it. He couldn't contain all his internal strength, and he didn't think a set of marksmanship without internal strength was of any use.

Maybe it's just an exaggerated statement by the world.

The Xuanyuan family has a lot of martial arts, it may not be because of this set of marksmanship that they defeated the enemy.

But now, he believed that the rumors were true.

This marksmanship is really powerful.

I relied on my age and superiority in martial arts to defeat him, but if Xiao Liulang were to practice for another three to five years, it would not be certain who would win and who would lose!

So, kill him now, when he is not strong enough!

Han Shizi held the red-tasseled gun in one hand, pulled out the long sword from a guard's waist with the other, and stabbed at Gu Jiao's heart!

Master Nan's face turned pale: "Jiaojiao—"

Accompanied by a horse howling, a black shadow rushed out from the house.

Han Shizi paused: "Black Wind King?"

Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, Gu Jiao raised her foot and kicked. Han Shizi hurriedly crossed his sword, held the tip of the sword with his left hand, and used the sword as a shield to block Gu Jiao's flying kick.

Due to this force, the two each backed up a few steps and separated.

Prince Han of the Black Wind Dynasty came over.

Han Shizi's eyes lit up, and his mood, which had been gloomy for several days, finally improved a bit. He stroked Heifengwang's horse's head in relief: "I finally found you."

After that, he put away his smile, and looked at Gu Jiao extremely coldly, "And you said you didn't steal my son's horse!"

Seeing that Black Wind King and Han Shizi are very familiar, Gu Jiao probably knew it in her heart.

Nan Shiniang sneered: "My Liulang didn't steal your horse! It was your horse that fell into the swamp by itself, but my horse found it and called Liulang to rescue it from the swamp! It was all injured! Your horse was poisoned and seriously injured. If it wasn’t for my Liulang, it would have been gone long ago! You don’t appreciate it, and you still beat him up and say that Liulang stole your horse! Shameless!”

Han Shizi frowned.

The guard at the side raised his long sword and slashed at Mrs. Nan.

This time, without waiting for Gu Jiao to make a move, the Black Wind King raised his front hooves first, and kicked the guard away!

A trace of surprise flashed across Han Shizi's eyes.

He looked at the guards who were kicked away, and then at the Black Wind King standing in front of the family, and he clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Okay, let me trust you for now, because you saved the Black Wind King, I won't argue with you about today's matter, but Xiao Liulang, I will settle with you sooner or later." Calculated!"

"let's go!"

He asked his servants to bring the saddle and put it on Heifengwang.

He grew up with King Heifeng since he was a child, and he recognized this horse when he was a child, and he is the real master of King Heifeng!

Han Shizi got on his horse and left Yangliu Lane on Black Wind King.

When Ma Wang woke up, the big black horse beside him was gone. It stood in a daze for three seconds, stood up and looked around.

The horse has a very keen sense of smell, it smelled the smell of the big black horse in the air, and it chased it out.

Nan Shiniang looked at the figure it was darting out of, and shouted, "Hey, Little Eleven!"

Black Wind King is extremely fast, faster than ever before.

Han Shizi was very satisfied: "As expected of the most powerful Black Wind King."

At the age of seventeen, he can still run with such strength and speed, and it doesn't matter if he has been injured or poisoned.

The adult Black Wind King rode Juechen, leaving the two-and-a-half-year-old Ma King far behind.

One person and one horse soon arrived at Han's house. When Chu Nan heard that the son and the Black Wind King had returned, he rushed out to greet them.

"Welcome, Your Majesty." Chu Nan saluted.

Han Shizi patted the vigorous Black Wind King, and said to Chu Nan: "It seems to be faster than before."

Chu Nan smiled and said, "Really? That's really a miracle."

Han Shizi tightened his grip on the horse's belly, and said to Heifeng Wang, "Okay, it's time to go in."

Black Wind King didn't move.

Han Shizi asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

The Black Wind King remained motionless.

"Is the wound hurting?" Han Shizi jumped off the horse and carefully searched for the wound on Heifeng King's body.

"Is Black Wind King injured?" Chu Nan also came over to look for him.

Unexpectedly, the Black Wind King suddenly took a few steps back.

The two looked at it with puzzled faces, but the Black Wind King just turned around, ran towards the street and left.

Han Shizi was at a loss: "How could this happen? How did the Black Wind King leave?"

Chu Nan is the most experienced horse trainer in Shengdu. He looked deeply at the back of Black Wind King, and murmured: "It is going in the direction of Xuanyuan's house, it... to find its real owner gone."

Han Shizi said angrily: "His master is me!"

Chu Nan didn't speak.

Let you ride, are you the master?

You're just a playmate he grew up with.

Sending you back is saying goodbye to you.

Han Shizi clenched his fists and said, "How many years has it been? Didn't it mean that it doesn't remember? How old was it when Xuanyuan's family had an accident? Two years old!"

Chu Nan said: "Maybe it remembered again, or maybe it didn't really forget, it just kept waiting for its master to come back. It thought its master was still on the battlefield so far. What made it not think so?"

The sky was gloomy, covered with dark clouds, and Shengdu was extremely hot.

The Black Wind King was galloping under a large swath of dark clouds.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, followed by a burst of thunder.

The chariots and horses on the street did not dare to drive freely anymore, and they all found places to avoid it.

The Black Wind King galloped fearlessly on the empty streets, and Lei Dian chased after it without stopping at all.

I don't know how long I've been running, but the dark clouds overwhelmed the sky, and the scene in the afternoon seemed to be darker than the night.

It came to a mansion that was sealed and chained.

The seal had been torn, and the part that couldn't be glued was blown by the strong wind like tongues of flame.

The iron chains were stained with rust, and the dirty gate had long been covered with moss.

The whole dusty and dilapidated mansion was terribly quiet, and now it was a cemetery filled with souls of the dead.

It stepped up the steps, came out of the gate, and tried to butt its head open.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

One click, one click, another click.

It hit the head and blood.

The last thunderbolt tore a gap in the sky, and the torrential rain poured down.

Bean-sized raindrops slammed on it fiercely under the gust of wind.

Blood flowed down from its forehead, mixed with cold rainwater and hit the ground drop by drop, but it seemed that it didn't know the pain, and spared no effort to hit the door forcefully with its deeply injured head.

But this door will never open again.

"Father! There is a Black Wind Rider that is dying!"

The young man in his twenties rushed into the backyard of the mansion and said to his father who was practicing the red tassel spear.

Father asked: "Why not?"

The young man said: "Difficult childbirth, dying!"

The father and son came to the stable. The horse had been born for two days and two nights, and its strength was exhausted. The pony could not be born.

But the father and son did not give up.

They guarded it, stayed with it all night long, and finally welcomed this hard-won little life when the first light of dawn came.

But it has been held in the mother's womb for too long, and it has lost too much breath.

"Father, he seems to be dying soon."

"The black wind rider of the Xuanyuan family can't do without it!"

The mare has died of dystocia, and this is the child she bought with her life.

The owner of the red-tasseled gun took it back to his house and fed it himself. It gradually grew from a cub who was struggling to breathe into a strong foal.

The little pony would stand in the backyard every day, jumping around and watching the father and son practice their guns.

"Father, look, it's taller again! It's growing so fast! I can't believe it almost didn't survive!"

"Ah Cheng, don't underestimate anyone, and don't underestimate any horse, maybe it will grow up and become the Black Wind King."

"Then I will take it into battle to kill the enemy!"

"Hmph, little three and five are all lined up, can you grab it?"

It did it, it became the Black Wind King, and it was ready to fight the enemy, but the master did not come back.

None of them came back.