Chapter 512: Victory over the Sun (6)
"Grandma won't go. She's old and doesn't like to go out."
"Then I'll come back and tell you what I've seen. I heard there's women's polo, and I'm really curious."
"Okay, okay, if you're curious, you can learn and compete next year."
"Will grandma come to watch me compete next year?" Shengxia held her hand and looked at her eagerly.
"Is it not okay for Grandma to go? I'm really worried that you'll cry if I don't go."
"I'm not crying."
Chen Zhuo entered the house and glanced at Sheng Xia, who was flirting with the old lady. "When I came back, I heard from the servants in the mansion that there would be a new addition to the family, so Ming Che came here to congratulate the elders."
Chen Zhuo, whose courtesy name is Mingche.
"Okay, let's all have dinner together tonight, which will serve as a celebration." The old lady waved at him lovingly. "Will you take a day off tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Shen Zhuo nodded.
"It's time to take a break and have a good rest. Xiaoxia said she wants to go horseback riding, so why don't you accompany her to the farm for a couple of days?"
"good."
"Thank you, brother."
"The thing I heard you say most was thank you." The maid brought the tea over and Chen Zhuo took a sip.
"I won't say that anymore in the future. I don't want to be so formal with you." Shengxia looked at him and said seriously.
"Yeah." Shen Zhuo nodded.
After dinner in the evening, Shengxia went back and applied medicine to the abrasions herself. The next day, she felt much better and continued to learn horse riding.
When she left the house, the carriage was already waiting. When she saw Chen Zhuo's entourage, Shengxia suddenly remembered that the old lady had asked Chen Zhuo to accompany her to the farm yesterday.
"Brother Prince." She got on the carriage, called out to Chen Zhuo, and sat at the other end.
To be honest, she had been a monk for decades, and Shengxia was not used to calling a boy who was less than nineteen years old "brother" at first. But later she felt that her character was indeed not as good as his, and that she was neither foolish nor stupid, but seemed foolish, so she began to call him that with conviction.
Chen Zhuo was reading a military book, so Sheng Xia took out a copy of "Records of Good Horses" and read it. After a while, she asked, "Brother Crown Prince, your birthday is in half a month. I've been taking care of you for the past six months. What do you like? I'll give it to you as a birthday gift."
Chen Zhuo turned a page of the book, not looking at her, and said in a cold voice: "What do you like? There's nothing I really like. Why don't you make me a promise?"
"What promise?"
"Next year, on my birthday, you will become better."
Shengxia looked at his expression, trying to find some clues. "Better? What exactly do you mean? Horseback riding, archery?"
"What do you think we should do?" Chen Zhuo tilted his head to look at her. "Whatever we should do, we should change for the better."
The emotions that Chen Zhuo saw most in her eyes were hatred and sorrow, as well as the struggle to break free from retreat and cowardice.
He didn't know what she hated or what she was worried about, but he wanted to see what she would become after struggling.
His eyes were sharp and cold. She felt that he could see through her emotions clearly, as if she had no secrets in front of him. Shengxia blinked slowly, "Your birthday gift is asking me to promise to be a better person. Why?"
"Since you call me brother, I will treat you as my sister. What's wrong with a brother wanting his sister to be better?"
Shengxia turned her eyes away, looked ahead, and replied softly, "No problem."
He said that the Duke's Mansion was her support, and he said he would make her a better person with the original owner's memories. Shengxia knew that he was a gentleman with a bright and upright character, but she still didn't quite believe in other people's promises.
Wanqi Muzhao had said at the beginning that she would be his fiancée in the future and no one would dare to bully her, but the one who bullied her the most and hurt her the most was not Yin Yiyi, but Wanqi Muzhao.
Then the two stopped talking.
When they arrived at the farm, Shengxia changed into riding clothes, mounted the horse, let the horse pace in place for a while, and then asked Linzhi to loosen the reins and ride it herself.
There were other sounds of horse hooves behind him. Shengxia turned around and saw that it was Chen Zhuo. She looked at him for a moment and then rode away.
Riding a horse is not difficult either. She has ridden flying monsters, and among the flying monsters there is Pegasus.
Chen Zhuo looked at the figure in front of him and followed her slowly.
Shengxia rode her horse faster and faster, the wind whistling in her ears, and she felt refreshed.
When they stopped, Shengxia slowly drove the horse back, and Chen Zhuo fed the horse grass beside the stable.
Linzhi tied up the horse.
Chen Zhuo looked over and said, "Didn't you just learn to ride a horse yesterday? How dare you ride it by yourself? And at such a fast speed."
If he hadn't seen how steadily she rode, he would have gone up and stopped her.
"I'm smart and I can learn it right away," she raised her chin, "and I'll get faster as I ride."
Chen Zhuo remained silent, his gaze only briefly lingering on her smiling eyes, which made her look more lively.
Shengxia walked closer to him and said, "Brother, will you play polo and hunt this year? The servants said that in previous years, whenever you participated, you always won first place."
In the original owner's memory, Chen Zhuo was injured while riding a hunting horse. He was found the next day with his legs broken. It seemed that the horse went crazy and threw him off.
The general who fought on the battlefield had his legs disabled and could no longer go to the battlefield. The famous young general with a jade face became depressed from then on.
"meeting."
"Then I'll prepare food for you to eat during your hunting trip. I'm also going to sign up for women's hunting and polo next year."
Chen Zhuo lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her, "Okay."
On the second day at the farm, Shengxia bought some chickens from a farmer and sent them to the stables to learn horse riding and archery.
Having been a cultivator, even with a new body, his soul was strong and he could still learn things very quickly.
A lot of chickens were shot in the afternoon, most of them were sent back to the farmers, and the rest were prepared to be taken back to the mansion.
Seeing Chen Zhuo carrying one, Sheng Xia chased after him, "Brother Prince, why are you carrying it yourself? Where are you going?"
"It's done. Make beggar's chicken." Chen Zhuo walked towards the stream where an iron pot was set up.
Shengxia followed him silently, watching him throw the chicken into hot water, start plucking the feathers, and then take out a dagger from his waist to deal with the internal organs.
"Do you want my help?"
“No need.”
Wrap the chicken in leaves, then in mud, and throw it into a burned earth pit.
Shengxia looked at his hands. There were small scars on them, and the palms and fingertips were a little rough.
She squatted by the stream, picked up some stones and threw them into the stream, causing a few skips on the water.
"Press your hands down further, and there will be more."
Suddenly, Shen Zhuo's voice sounded. Sheng Xia was stunned for a moment before she realized what he said. She pressed her hand down as he said, and sure enough, the stone she hit out turned two more circles.
Tired of throwing, Shengxia held up her face and looked at the flowing water.
[System, do you know why Chen Zhuo's horse went crazy during the autumn hunt?]
The system projects images directly onto the water surface.
A servant serving tea pretended to accidentally spill tea on Chen Zhuo's clothes, as Chen Zhuo had not changed his clothes because the competition was about to begin.
The problem was the tea.
What's added to the tea?
The system silently projected an image of a herb, with descriptions of its medicinal properties and information on herbs that counteracted it placed next to it.
Shengxia had a plan in mind and felt a little happier.
The beggar's chicken was ready, and Chen Zhuo gave her a chicken leg. Shengxia thanked him.
After finishing her meal and returning home, Shengxia asked the driver to stop in front of the pharmacy and went down herself.
When she came up, Shen Zhuo asked, "What are you buying herbs for?"
"Autumn is dry, and the herb has a moisturizing effect. Grind it finely and put it in hand cream for a better effect." Shengxia hugged the medicine bag and looked at him with an especially sincere look. "Brother Prince, I saw that your palms were rough when you were handling that chicken just now. The herb can improve your skin. I'll grind it and stir it into the ointment and give it to you. Do you want it?"
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