Chapter 8: Galloping in the busy city

Eating, drinking, making trouble, showing off, and being disrespectful to elders, these seem to have not changed. "Is that so?" He Chunhua glanced at her, meaningfully, "I haven't been in the mansion recently, you rarely eat with him, right?"

Mrs. Ying's face changed: "Master, it's Lingchuan himself who doesn't want to stay at home! In the last ten days, it's good if he comes back to eat twice."

He Chunhua sighed: "You have to be more considerate of him. After all, he is almost sixteen."

"That's for sure." Mrs. Ying agreed fully, just like before, "Anyway, Lingchuan is also the eldest son of the He family."

Mrs. Ying returned to her room. He Chunhua looked at her back and exhaled a long breath.

Butler Old Mo appeared from nowhere and stood by his side.

He Chunhua stood with his hands behind his back: "The people sent by the Donglai Mansion to track the leopard demon disappeared when they reached Heishuicheng. If it is a major matter, they will not let it go, and I am afraid there will be follow-ups to this matter."

He sighed: "What I am most worried about is not this one, but the situation in the east. Our contact with the King's Court has been interrupted for too long. I always feel that great chaos is near."

"Even if it is a catastrophe, the Master can pass through it safely." Butler Wu said firmly, "It has always been like this."

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Ten days later, it was calm.

The day the Red Cliff Road closes is getting closer, more and more merchants are entering and leaving Heishuicheng, Prefect He is getting busier, and the communication between Qiansong County and the eastern part of the Yuan Nation has not improved.

The Young Master He continues to show off his power.

The days are really boring, and he doesn't know how to be peaceful.

Prefect He has been like a windmill recently, with no time to go home for dinner, and Mrs. Ying hasn't summoned the two children, all eating separately, and He Lingchuan is happy to be relaxed.

Compared to Mrs. Ying, He Chunhua is a kind father.

However, contrary to what most people imagine, the second-generation officials like He Lingchuan usually don't have to pay for their own eating, drinking, and playing. For example, today Liu Baobao invited him to eat at the Hongyan Building again, the reason being to thank He Lingchuan for getting the customs clearance document for the Liu family, and the caravan has returned safely.

Liu Baobao said "a simple meal," but the dishes on the table were all rare wild game, and the wine was also a fine wine treasured by the Liu family for twenty years.

Not to mention that the beauty serving the wine was Liu Baobao's favorite concubine, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were watery, always glancing at He Lingchuan, and she was the most diligent in pouring him wine.

Liu Baobao saw it in his eyes and cursed the little bitch inwardly, but had to put on a face of regret: "Young Master, do you really have to wait until you are eighteen to open your meat?"

"Hmm." Putting down the red-braised venison, He Lingchuan asked for a plate of plum-pickled peanuts, two peanuts and a sip of wine.

After eating big fish and meat and mountain delicacies for almost two months, he suddenly missed the salted vegetable, crispy dough, pulp noodles, onion sugar sesame seed cakes, and big wontons.

From the beginning of the month to the end of the month, he had to eat these.

But he saw the sesame seed cake stall on the side of the road, and actually had the urge to go downstairs and buy another portion.

It's been a long time since he ate, and his soul misses it.

It's like a middle-aged man who married a rich and beautiful woman and reached the peak of his life, occasionally thinking of his first love who was as plain as clear soup and noodles in the middle of the night.

Just then, a commotion came from outside.

Liu Baobao invited him to eat in a private box on the second floor of the Hongyan Building, which was originally sitting by the railing, and outside the window was the street center.

He Lingchuan leaned out of the window and happened to see the originally crowded crowd suddenly split to both sides, followed by two tall horses galloping.

He gave a light "eh," and identified that the horses galloping in the street center were not pure thoroughbreds, but mixed breeds with the blood of the Bo beast. The signs were big heads, sharp teeth, blue-red bodies, and red, bulging eyeballs.

This kind of riding beast is named the Li horse, inheriting the Bo beast's wind-like speed and excellent endurance, and it is irritable and likes to eat flesh and blood, and can even be used as a combat force on the battlefield. One out of a thousand good horses, twenty of them, may not be able to exchange for one Li horse.

Of course, Li horses also have differences in levels. He Lingchuan's favorite horse is a Li horse, a gift from a small country in the west to the Prefect of Qiansong County, carefully selected and of top quality, but it is only on par with the two below.

The horses are like this, who are the people? The two passengers, one in front and one behind, the one in front is a young man in white robes, seventeen or eighteen years old, with thin eyebrows and bright eyes, and sharp light in his eyes; the one behind is a gray-clothed guest, wearing a bamboo hat, and from He Lingchuan's angle, he couldn't see his face.

The young man in white robes had a spirit bead the size of a goose egg suspended in mid-air in front of him, spinning non-stop, and the people in front of the horse were also pushed away by the invisible energy, leaving the middle road.

That energy was not gentle, and pedestrians were pushed to the side, and a fat man fell on the stall behind, crushing the hot rice cakes into pancakes.

The vendor naturally didn't agree, and the two argued.

This is a world of strange powers and gods, He Lingchuan was not surprised, just "hehe" twice: "Galloping in the busy city, what a great prestige."

Large cities in the Yuan Nation have regulations for dismounting and leading, and although Heishuicheng allows riding, the speed must be slow, and it is never allowed to gallop, otherwise they will be dragged down and whipped twenty times, fined five taels of silver, and punished separately for hitting people.

The local folk customs are fierce, and the punishment rules must also be fierce.

Liu Baobao glanced at He Lingchuan upon hearing this, thinking that you are usually like this too?

These two riders were about to pass under the restaurant. This is a "T"-shaped street intersection. After turning into the auxiliary road, the pedestrians were reduced by at least half. The young man in white robes immediately put away the round ball, after all, releasing this thing consumes power.

Just then, a boy ran past the side of the road, and his rattle flew out when he was bumped by a pedestrian, and it happened to fall in the center of the street!

The child immediately rushed out to pick up the toy.

He blocked the front of the Li horse.

His parents exclaimed, rushing from behind, but were blocked by the crowd in front, and the rescue was too late.

The passenger on the horse didn't mean to slow down, so at most two seconds, the huge horse hooves would crush the young child.

Again! He Lingchuan sighed inwardly, why do children drill under the chassis in every world?

Fortunately, things are different now, he doesn't need to take action himself.

"Uncle Hao!" He Lingchuan supported his chin with one hand and pointed down with the other.

Uncle Hao, who had been acting as an invisible man by his side, took out two copper coins at this time and shook his hand to hit them down.

Both copper coins hit in front of the Li horse, more than three feet apart. If the passenger continued to gallop, the horse's legs or belly would likely be hit by the copper coins. The reason for hitting two coins was to prevent the passenger from shooting down, and the horse's speed would not decrease.

Uncle Hao's two copper coins are not easy to catch. He Lingchuan had seen him use copper coins to pierce the brain of a bear. The hardness of the bear's skull is self-evident, at least it wouldn't be harder than these two Li horses.

The young man in white robes below judged the situation and really pulled the reins hard. The Li horse stood up on its hind legs, came to a sudden stop, and the horse's hooves were less than seven feet away from the child on the ground.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 9 =====