Author: Gao Yue

At night, Li Ye rushed to the backyard of the temple and saw Pei Min. Zhang Xiaopang had already arrived first and was waving his sword hard. Pei Min gave a few tips from time to time.

"Nephew, see uncle!"

Pei Min didn't mention his polo game at all, as if he didn't know that he was in the limelight today.

Pei Min said lightly: "You are not as serious as Xiaopang. He arrives a quarter of an hour earlier than you every day."

Li Ye whispered: "I am practicing calligraphy, and I have to write a thousand words every day before I can go out!"

Pei Min looked at him with a little softer look and said, "Are you planning to move to the west of the city?"

Li Ye nodded, "My mother has agreed. I can practice martial arts under Fengshui in the future!"

Pei Min showed a smile on his face, "Fengshui is indeed better than Jingshui. I hope it can break through the primary level in half a year."

"What does junior mean?"

"Actually, this is my master's experience. She divided the control mental method into three levels: primary, intermediate and advanced. You have just started. Once you break through primary, neither Wei Crook is your opponent, and you can at least protect yourself."

Li Ye pondered for a moment and asked, "How many levels do you need to break through to the sword of the flying immortal in the sky?"

"You can break through the intermediate level. If you have extremely high talent, you should be able to practice it at the age of sixteen!"

Li Ye didn't ask any more questions. He walked to the well platform and took off his coat, jumped into the well with a polo stick in his hand.

Pei Min stood by the well and watched the waves under the water. He shook his head secretly. He practiced swords underground with Li Ye's talent, which did tie his hands and feet a little.

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The next morning, Qiao Xingzhong led his horse to Li Ye's house and handed him the dark horse.

Li Ye held the reins and gently stroked the fur of its satin. It was as black as lacquer and had no variegated colors, which made him love it. When the little flying dragon came, he fell in love with it at a glance. Unexpectedly, it was really fate that it would be his own in the end!

Qiao Xingzhong patted the saddle and smiled: "This horse is called Mo Jin. It is only three years old. It is indeed a good horse. Keep it well and don't eat grass for it!"

Li Ye was stunned, "What should I eat if I don't give him grass?"

Qiao Xingzhong shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Eating grass is to raise livestock, and war horses are to feed food. Feed barley and black beans. Even if you feed good alfalfa, you must add black bean powder. If you only feed grass, the horse will become thinner and thinner, and eventually it will be completely ruined. Ordinary people cannot afford to raise war horses. It is really inconvenient. You put the horse in the royal palace and the groom in the royal palace will take care of it."

Seeing that there was no one around, Qiao Xingzhong lowered his voice and said, "All despicable methods are available in polo competitions. It is the most common to attack horses. People in our team put horse racing in the palace because they are afraid of being attacked. I am not referring to Yang Hui, but others."

Li Ye also thinks it makes sense that such a good horse will be jealous of people when raising such a good horse in Yonghefang. Many disgusting men have the idea of ​​their mothers. These people cannot succeed and hold grudges in their hearts, and they may attack the horse.

In fact, this is also an important reason why Li Ye wants to move out of Yonghefang. He doesn't want his mother to go out with a hammer all day.

"Okay! I'll ride it first today, and I'll send it to the royal palace in the afternoon."

Qiao Xingzhong said happily: "The leader of the high school asked me to inform you that you will come to the palace early tomorrow morning and the team will start training and cooperation. Five days later, the Ningwang team's first official game will be against the Yang Family Polo team."

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Qiao Xingzhong rode away, Li Ye greeted Aunt Mu, and then turned over to the horse. He happened to go outside the city to check the house and try the horsepower.

"Aye, wait for me!"

When Li Ye turned around, he saw Zhang Xiaopang riding a big green donkey. Li Ye suddenly felt angry. With this donkey holding back, how could he try his horsepower?

Zhang Xiaopang smiled and said, "I knew you would definitely go out of the city to try horses, so I happened to go and see my shop."

"Let's go! I'll wait for you in front."

Li Ye clamped his legs and bridles, "Hold!"

Mo Jinyang ran quickly and ran more than ten steps in the blink of an eye. It was completely different from the old horse he had before. He felt a strong force, like a tractor was replaced by a Mercedes-Benz. He was so excited that he couldn't help but scream.

He rushed to the front gate in one breath. After a while, Zhang Xiaopang came on a donkey panting.

"You can't run around in the city, you will knock people down!"

"I understand, just give it a try!"

Of course, Li Ye knew that he could not run horses casually in the city, so he slowed down his horse and headed towards Yanping Gate.

Yonghefang is close to Yanping Gate. Yanping Gate is not the main west gate, but the main west gate is the Golden Light Gate. When you go out from the Golden Light Gate, there are still shops on both sides of the official road, but when you go out from Yanping Gate, there are villages of all sizes outside, and wheat fields that have been scattered by the villages.

The villages are close to Caohe. The Caohe River is lined with boats preparing to enter the city. On both sides are rows of green willows. You can see groups of women washing clothes by the river under the willow trees. Smoke is curling in the village not far away, and children ride cows slowly by the river.

What a pastoral scenery, compared to the tightness and noise in Chang'an City, it is completely different from the gap between a wall.

But Li Ye was also stunned. Where can I find his home after more than a thousand years of Sanghai Cangtian?

In front of me was a straight road. Although it was not as wide and lively as the main road, there was no one on it.

Li Ye also knew that it was impossible to find the original location of his home. He sighed deeply, and shouted, "Go!"

Mo Jin ran away with four hooves and ran like lightning. Zhang Xiaopang behind him shouted: "I'm waiting for you at the top of the Three Bridges!"

Mo Jin ran very strong and powerful, and it was extremely fast. It was obvious that it had not been running like this for a long time. This was the first time Li Ye ran like this, and the wind whistled in his ears, and trees on both sides flashed by.

Li Ye had gradually forgotten the troubles he had just now and entered a state of racing. He shouted loudly excitedly, and the war horse seemed to feel the excitement of the new owner and ran more powerfully.

The horse ran for more than twenty miles in one breath before finally slowing down. Li Ye walked on the main road from a small path, turned around and walked back, and inquired all the way, and finally found the Sanqiao. It turned out that this place was also a large town, about three miles away from the Golden Light Gate.

There are about a thousand families, a main street runs through the town, with shops on both sides, and the business is very prosperous.

Behind the town is a river that is not big or small, this is Fengshui.

"Aye!"

Zhang Xiaopang walked over with the donkey and smiled and said, "How is it? It's quite lively here! My dad's new shop is in the town."

"Look at it!"

The two of them walked along a fork road next to the town and walked into the town, almost all of them were taverns and inns?

"How come there are so many taverns and inns here?" Li Ye was puzzled.

"The city gate was closed as it was dark. What should you do if you say the merchants who couldn't get into the city?"

Li Ye smiled and said, "I understand, they are all merchants who can't enter the city to spend the night."

"This is why merchants have dinner first and then look for Sutou, so there are all taverns and inns, and there are many such shops!"

Zhang Xiaopang stared at an alley on the right like a needle, smiling very despicable.

When Li Ye turned around, a very long alley was full of vulgar fans. He gathered together to chat in groups of three or five. The evening was the time for them to pick up customers.

"Boy, didn't my uncle tell you? If you practice standing, you can't ejaculate Yuanyang within three years, do you understand!"

Zhang Xiaopang scratched his head, "Xia Pei didn't say anything!"

Li Ye hit the head, "This is common sense in martial arts practice, do you still need to say it?"

In fact, Li Ye is talking nonsense, and of course he is also for the sake of Zhang Xiaopang's goodness.

After walking nearly three hundred steps, Zhang Xiaopang pointed to a tavern next to him and said, "This is it. The owner is one of my clan uncles. If you want to return to your hometown, you plan to sell the store cheaply. It covers an area of ​​one and a half acres and takes it down for 300 cents. The market price is at least 500 cents. My father had already given the money to the clan uncle yesterday. The clan uncle returned to his hometown overnight. We will move in two days."

"Your family doesn't have a grocery store anymore?"

Zhang Xiaopang shook his head, "You need old customers to open a grocery store. There is no business to open a grocery store here. You can open a tavern. My father has visited several times, and every time he is full of customers, and the business is very good."

Li Ye looked back and saw that it was at least one mile away from the official road, this area...

“I feel that this place is a bit off, and the guests usually don’t go so far!

"I also feel a little bit off, but my dad said that many customers would walk around and then find a random meal for a while, saying that there are more customers here."

This reason is a bit of a matter of course. Why do customers have to walk around?

But Zhang Xiaopang's father paid all the money and the seller left. It would be meaningless if he couldn't say it well, and he would make things difficult for others.

However, Li Ye still felt that it was unreasonable to sit in this tavern, and Zhang Xiaopang's father was probably fooled.

My father was fooled by this kind of trick, and bought a brick factory. The seller bought red bricks from outside as finished products. He patted his chest on the table to guarantee that my father believed in his fellow villagers too much, so he believed it and did not test the soil quality.

In the end, the soil was not good and the qualified bricks could not be burned. My father suffered a lot, which became his lifelong pain. That was the case in the 1990s.

(End of this chapter)
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