Cowardly husband dressed as abusive male protagonist

Qin Ziye didn't care if he knew that there was a little tail behind him, he said in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, do you want to ride a horse?"

Rong Lou's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

Wu Yan was still feeding the fish in the yard. She watched groups of fish surrounding the food, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Suddenly hearing anxious footsteps, Wu Yan frowned, "This is where the servants are getting more and more unruly."

"Ma'am! The young master followed Anyang Hou Shizi to the racecourse in the western suburbs!" A young servant said bitterly, bowing his head.

"Nonsense! If something goes wrong, be careful!" Wu Yan protected Rong Lou like an eyeball. Originally, when she learned from the maid that Rong Lou had come back from Li's residence to see Rong Qi, Wu Yan was a little angry but There was nothing he could do about this little ancestor.

Wu Yan also understood Rong Lou's temper, she thought for a while, "Send someone to the racecourse in the western suburbs, and take good care of the young master."

"Yes, ma'am." The servant let out a sigh of relief, and immediately left Wu Yan's sight, as if there was a beast chasing after her.

"This little guy is a mess...forget it, it's not suitable for today." Wu Yan raised a soft smile.

You can't add killing to bring bad luck to Xiaolou.

Rong Hao who was in the study also knew that Rong Lou followed Qin Ziye to the racecourse in the western suburbs. He was not very worried about this, he just asked the boy to retreat with a flat sentence.

In the Xiangguo Mansion, Rong Hao's study room is the most heavily guarded place in the Xiangguo Mansion only he can enter and exit. Rong Hao walks to a landscape picture, presses the button behind the picture scroll, and a secret passage appears in the study room. In front of Howe.With his expression unchanged, he walked slowly into the dark passage, and his figure gradually disappeared into the study.

After Qin Ziye and Young Master Rong walked out of the prime minister's mansion, they did not delay on the road. Rong Lou said with excitement on his face, "Brother! I haven't ridden a horse for a long time!"

"My mother never let me do dangerous things, but riding a horse is a skill that a man should be born with." Ronglou said logically.

"You kid's thinking is quite strange." Qin Ziye put his hand on Rong Lou's hair and rubbed it because of his height, and Rong Lou shook his head to get rid of Qin Ziye's big hand.

In this country of Qing, where culture is more important than martial arts, it is strange that the young master of Xiangguo would have such an idea.

"When I grow up, I will go to the battlefield to defend my family and the country!" Rong Lou straightened his hair and gave Qin Ziye a glare.

Qin Ziye looked at Rong Lou with a smile, "Then I'll wait to see how little General Rong looks."

"It's natural." Rong Lou curled his lips, his eyes lit up when he saw a large piece of green grass, and he ran towards the grass like a little madman.

Now Qin Ziye was standing behind and followed, his eyes were on Rong Lou who was already chatting with a group of young boys.

Qin Ziye's eyes shifted to the horses, his eyes were deep.

When the first Qin Ziye was still the prince of Anchang Hou, he also had a steed named Long Zheng, who accompanied him to the end of his life, and fell on the battlefield of the enemy country together.

The Long March lasted more than [-] miles, and BMW also belonged to Qin Ziye, the son of Anchang Hou.

"Brother! Come here!" Rong Lou shouted loudly.

Qin Ziye glanced around, and saw that the young boys in brocade clothes surrounding Ronglou all looked disdainful, raising their heads high.

Qin Ziye looked at Rong Lou who was waving to him, but still walked towards him.

"Brother! I'm going to play with them first, and I will gather a unified statement here later." Ronglou stood on tiptoe unwillingly and patted Qin Ziye's shoulder earnestly.

"Pay attention to your own safety." Qin Ziye watched several young boys leave together with their heads raised high.

He casually ordered a servant, "Take me to the stables." Qin Ziye was wearing a black loose robe today, and he stuffed the hairpins on his head into his arms, leaving only two hair ties swaying in the breeze.

"Yes, Prince Anyang Hou."

"Master, here are all our horses, take your time." After finishing speaking, the servant stood aside and did not introduce Qin Ziye.

Qin Ziye didn't want to listen to other people's nonsense, he observed each horse carefully.

A horse needs to look at its fur, limbs, hooves, chest width, and buttocks. Qin Ziye lifted a horse's hooves and looked at it. The horses on the western suburban horse farm are all for the nobles to have fun. The blood is pure and well-maintained. .

Qin Ziye put down the horse's hoof and continued walking.The boy next to him opened his mouth in surprise when he watched Qin Ziye lift the horse's hoof.

This Anyang Hou Shizi really seems to understand horses?

Qin Ziye casually pinched the waist of a black horse, ignoring the angry eyes of the black horse, Qin Ziye walked in front of a white horse.

The white horse wagged its tail and let out a rough breath at Qin Ziye, looking at Qin Ziye with piercing eyes.

Qin Ziye's eyes lit up, he quickly moved behind the white horse, and looked at whether the horse's buttocks were even, it seemed a little uneven.

The white horse's butt was cleaned very cleanly. Qin Ziye looked at it again and again, and suddenly grabbed the white horse's butt with his hands without giving up.Then he quickly withdrew his hand, with a regretful tone: "It's a pity that the butt is not even."

An angry honking sounded from the stable.

After the boy calmed down the white horse, he came out disheveled and saw Qin Ziye with a bitter face, "Master, you have touched all the horses here and haven't chosen yet?"

"...Do you have any stronger horses here?" Qin Ziye coughed lightly, as if embarrassed.

"It is impossible for the horses given to the sons to be strong horses, but last month a businessman gave General Yun a very wild horse. General Yun couldn't tame the horse, so he sent the horse to the western suburbs horse farm." The boy mentioned Yun The general lowered his voice.

"Take me to have a look." Qin Ziye's eyes darkened.

The boy took Qin Ziye to the innermost part of the stable. Compared with the outside environment, the situation here is different.There was a strange smell in the air, and many servants still had fear and surprise in their eyes when they saw Qin Ziye coming in.

The servant who brought Qin Ziye in completely ignored the surprise of the people inside, and pointed to the corner.

"This horse has a strong temper and broke General Yun. General Yun sent someone to beat the horse with fifty lashes, and he was not allowed to give the horse medicine. I heard that if Army Master Tan hadn't interceded, the horse would have died in the general's mansion long ago. "The young servant's tone was a bit unbearable, "Such a good horse is probably going to be ruined."

Qin Ziye's eyes were fixed on the horse lying on the withered grass.The horse's head is raised high, its face is thin, its limbs are straight and strong, its chest is as wide as a hoof, its hips are neat and shapely, its back is straight, and the bloody flesh on its body is cracked, and the other blood is coagulated Tightly stuck to the horse hair, its hooves knelt weakly on the withered grass, with only a pair of eyes exuding ferocity and ambition, panting heavily at Qin Ziye, and let out a horse cry.

"Does this horse have a name?" Qin Ziye walked towards the horse in the corner step by step.

"How can such a horse abandoned by its owner have a name? Master, please don't get too close to it. This horse hurts people!" The servant watched Qin Ziye's footsteps gradually approaching the horse in the corner and said hastily.

If Qin Ziye was injured at the West Suburb Racecourse, they would inevitably be punished at the West Suburb Racecourse.

Qin Ziye stopped one meter away from the black horse, here Qin Ziye no longer looked at the black horse through the fence, the black horse's hooves trembled slightly, and his eyes stared at Qin Ziye as if warning.

"I want this horse, treat it well." Qin Ziye smiled.

"Master, this horse, General Yun said that it is not allowed to be drugged, even if we want to secretly drug this horse, as long as someone gets close to it, it will go crazy." The boy said with a bitter face.

"And if Shi Ziye wants this horse, he must tame it, because General Yun said that if he wants to take it away, he must tame this horse under his nose."

Qin Ziye looked at the horse kneeling in the dry grass and licked the bloody wound on his own horse.

"I see." Qin Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly, and his steps approached the black horse in the corner again.

The black horse raised its head and panted heavily at Qin Ziye.

Qin Ziye smiled instead, and quickly grabbed the deadly part of the horse. He knelt on the withered grass, a coquettish and wanton smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to make contributions and survive, I am your best choice now."

The black horse glanced at Qin Ziye, turned his head away in disdain, suddenly stood up, shook off the heavy blood on his body.

Qin Ziye couldn't avoid it, his handsome face and black robe were stained with blood.

There were bloodstains on his face, the black horse in front of him trembled, his eyes were piercing and fierce.

"...It's because I don't want to part with you." When the black horse stood up, Qin Ziye quickly let go of the dark horse.