An Feng Bamboo Horse

?The vast and wide grassland, because there are few people, the grass grows very well, and it is greener than the ankle.The wind blew from the other side of the valley, and it fell like a wave of short wheat.The early autumn sunshine shines on the soft grass, on the body of the man leaning against a big locust tree and the pages of the book he turns from time to time.

This man is about eighteen years old, his stature has not yet grown, and he looks quite timid.She was dressed in a moon-white gown with silver thread on the cuffs, and her long dark blue hair was neatly tied up with a ribbon, exuding an elegant and quiet bookish air.A pair of star-like eyes are shining like water waves, and her face is elegant and dignified.

He seemed tired from reading, and raised his head as if he heard a voice.

There was the sound of horseshoes rushing in the wind, approaching from far away, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, making those quiet eyes much more lively.

The sound of horse hoofs suddenly rushed to the front, and a young man who was only just grown was carried on the back of a maroon horse that had just grown up. The boy's long dark red hair fluttered in the wind, and he held the rein and suddenly reined in the horse: "Woo—— —!”

"I knew you were hiding here reading a book!" The young man was slender, with a heroic spirit between his brows, and he seemed to have endless energy in his body.There was undisguised pride in the voice, and he jumped off the horse that had just been reined in in two steps, holding the horse's bridle tightly with one hand, "Look, this is a bloody horse from the Western Regions, isn't it?" Especially handsome?"

The boy holding the book straightened up from the tree he was leaning on just now, and took a closer look.The maroon horse was a head taller than both of them, with a well-proportioned back, well-developed muscles, and shiny fur. Its strong and powerful limbs were restlessly digging holes on the ground, snorting from time to time.

The red-haired boy's eyes were bright, his forehead was sweaty, and he led the horse towards him.

Just as he was about to nod his head in praise, he heard an exasperated shout in the distance: "Second Master—Second Master—" It sounded like he was coming this way.

"Is this a congratulatory gift for Master Hou's fortieth birthday?" Can't laugh or cry, "Did you sneak out of the stable again when no one was prepared?"

"Didn't you always want to try riding a horse? I only lent it for an hour, and I will return it soon, don't worry!" The red-haired boy obviously heard the pursuers approaching, patted his chest, and promised, "Come on, take the book Put it away, I will take you on a horse ride!"

Before the other party refused, he had already stretched out his arms to hug his waist and pushed towards the restless horse.At the same time, he comforted: "Don't make trouble, ride for a while, and I will send you back to the stable in a while, good boy."

"Xia Anfeng, this horse doesn't seem to be fully tamed yet..." Being pushed onto the horse's back, he held on to the rein tightly, feeling a little bit of fear in his heart, and more of an anticipation that his long-cherished wish would be fulfilled.

The red-haired boy named Xia Anfeng got on the horse right behind him, took the reins behind him, and grinned triumphantly: "It's nothing, I have trained it in private for three days, and it is very obedient !"

"It may not be willing to have two people on it..." Before he finished speaking, he felt his body leaning back suddenly.Xia Anfeng kicked the stirrup, and the sweaty horse shot out like an arrow.

The sound of the wind whistled past my ears, and the greenery filled the sky and my eyes rushed over.

Bu Zhangbai held onto the horse's back tightly, and the thrill of galloping in the wind that he had never felt before made him dazzled for a while.In this elusive gallop, the warm body of the boy behind him became the only reliable reality.

The red-haired boy shouted loudly behind him, his voice broken in the wind: "Xiaobai...do you like it...?"

He also tried to open his mouth wide, and responded to his friend: "You... remember... watch the road..."

"What did you say……??"

Xia Anfeng brought his ears closer, and suddenly the horse's back shook.

The bodies of the two stagnated at the same time.

The bloody sweat horse was frightened by something, suddenly raised its hooves, neighed and stopped, and the horse's back stood upright.

Xia Anfeng was caught off guard, and was so shaken that he let go of the reins.

The instinct behind the door made him immediately reach out and hug Bu Zhangbai who was also stunned, and the two of them rolled off the horse and fell to the ground together.

Bu Zhangbai only felt that the world was upside down, and he rolled several times in Xia Anfeng's arms until he rolled into the thickest grass.It took a long time to recover from the slack consciousness, and the blue sky and white clouds refocused in the eyes.

He struggled to get up, and went to grab Xia Anfeng who was still hugging him tightly.

The voice changed: "Xia Anfeng? Xia Anfeng??"

Xia Anfeng used himself as a meat shield and placed it under him.The red-haired boy was covered with green grass roots, his eyes were tightly closed.

Bu Zhangbai reached for his breath with trembling hands, then lay down again to listen to his heartbeat.

I can't hear anything, I can only hear my heart beating like a drum, about to jump out of my chest.

Suddenly his head was held down by a hand, messily ruffling his hair.Bu Zhangbai raised his head suddenly, and saw Xia Anfeng open his eyes with a smile, and stick out his tongue to himself: "The grass here is thick, I was lucky when I fell, I didn't hurt my muscles and bones, don't be afraid."

Bu Zhangbai stared at him for a while, his whole body relaxed, and he was about to get up.

Xia Anfeng held on to his sleeve, "Although I wasn't injured, I fell hard enough, why don't you lie down with me."

"The clothes are going to be dirty, it's hard to explain when I go back."

"It's all dirty anyway, look at your hair is messed up." Xia Anfeng pushed harder, Bu Zhangbai couldn't help but bend down, and the red-haired boy said softly, "Shh, they're chasing you..."

The bloody sweat horse that caused disaster was not far away, and the commotion just now attracted all the pursuers from Lord Hou's mansion; behind the horse, a group of people hurried around Looking for the young master.

Xia Anfeng said with a bitter face: "This is a terrible situation. I originally wanted to send it back before they caught it, but now that the horse was caught, I fell into a dog and ate shit again. Let dad know, I'm here!" A good meal."

He pulled Bu Zhangbai a little closer, and as soon as the two of them went up and down, nose to nose, Xia Anfeng's hot breath blew on his cheeks, begging, "Xiaobai, you are the smartest, give me a The idea of ​​not being beaten."

Bu Zhangbai was two years older than him, and he was called Xiaobai by everyone, and he always wanted to correct him, but every time he met those dark eyes that were as dark as ink, he would soften his heart unknowingly.

It was the same this time, Xia Anfeng begged him softly, no matter how angry he was with him, he couldn't express it.

Besides, this man went to the stable to steal Lord Hou's horse, not because he wanted to take him on a horse.

Bu Zhangbai sighed, slightly avoiding the too close distance.

"Just tell Hou Ye honestly, saying that it was because of me that you let the sweaty horse out, and you didn't want to go crazy outside for too long. Now you are fine when you get off the horse, and you are injured. Tell Hou Ye how to be a good boy, and promise If there is no next time, maybe he will spare you this time."

Xia Anfeng yelled: "How can we guarantee that there will be no next time, I haven't had enough riding, and you still..."

Bu Zhangbai raised his eyelids and looked at him lightly: "Whether to go back and be beaten, or to avoid disaster first, you choose."

The boy froze for a moment.He hummed dejectedly, like a defeated rooster.

The human voice gradually came to this side.

Before Bu Zhang got up, he straightened out Xia Anfeng's messy hair and tied it up again with a ribbon.Then he raised his hand and gestured to the servants of Xiafu.

Xia Anfeng was still lying on the grass, tugging at his sleeves plaintively, trying to delay time; Bu Zhangbai was too lazy to talk to him this time.

After all, Xia Anfeng still injured his ankle, and was limped into Dingguohou's mansion by his servants.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his father's face as dark as coal.

"Father." He called out without confidence, looking around, trying to find his mother to rescue him.

Xia Zun, Marquis of Dingguo, was sitting on the grand master's chair, holding a teacup in one hand, and gently tapping on the huanghuali wood tabletop with the other.

Lord Xia Hou was not confused in his youth, he inherited the upright temperament of a family of military generals, and he has always been calm and intimidating.

Right now, he just frowned and said nothing, but he also had the power to shock the scene.

Bu Zhang stood next to Xia Anfeng in vain. Although his gown had been tidied up, there were still a lot of grass clippings on it, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

When he fell down, Xia Anfeng held him in his arms, and there were still a few skin scratches and blood.

"Father, I'm just curious... I won't dare next time." Xia Anfeng made a sad promise with his head drooping after failing to find Second Aunt.

Ding Guohou ignored him, his eyes were all on the elegant and handsome Bu Zhangbai.

He said with concern: "Brother Zhang, is the injury on your arm important? Tell the doctor in the mansion to come to your room and give you medicine. Next time, don't mess around with this unworthy man, he will only fool around Come, I've broken you."

Bu Zhangbai shook his head, and defended Xia Anfeng politely: "It's Zhang Bai who has always wanted to try riding a horse, and that's why the little lord came up with the idea of ​​stealing his horse. The lord will be punished, please let me know." and punished me."

When he said this, Xia Zun lost his mind.

Glancing at the second son who was standing beside him, he knew that Young Master Bu, who had been fostered in his own house since childhood because of the death of his parents, had a very good relationship with Xia Anfeng. The two had always been inseparable from Meng Meng. Each bears half.

Even if he wanted to teach Xia Anfeng a lesson, for the sake of a family friend, he couldn't do that.

I had no choice but to sigh and waved my hands, "Forget it this time, you two go down to recuperate."

Xia Anfeng turned around as if he had received an amnesty, and was about to run away.

Xia Zun called him again, frowning: "The day after tomorrow is the birthday banquet, you are not allowed to go anywhere in the mansion. If you cause trouble again, no one will plead for you!"

His son, the mouse, was as obsequious as a cat when he saw him, while secretly stealing the hem of Rabzhang's white clothes.

Bu Zhangbai bowed to Xia Zun, apologized again, and walked to the backyard with the limping young master by his arm.

It wasn't until they both disappeared from sight that Xia Zun relaxed his tense nerves.He told the servant who was still standing in the hall: "When my brother steals a horse and makes a fuss today, be careful not to let the son and wife know."

"Yes, sir."

Those servants who were sent to chase the horse and the young master look at each other, they are all the confidantes of the prince, so they naturally know that the house of the prince, which is calm on the surface, also has disputes between the sons and daughters and the concubine.

Xia Anfeng is unrestrained and simple by nature, if Master Hou hadn't been protecting and pampering him and cleaning up the mess for him, ten of Xia Anfeng would have been devoured by his wife and the eldest son long ago.

Hey, Master Hou is also heartbroken because of this useless second son. ?