"I don't think there's any point in talking about the past. Let's go riding."
Jiang Shiyuan laughed and ran happily to the stable to choose a horse.
Pei Che looked at her from behind and asked Yu Liang, "What has Pei Ziye been doing these days?"
Yu Liang stepped forward and replied, "Young Master has been at Wansong Bookstore these days."
Pei Che said nothing, but turned to whisper something to Yu Liang.
By the time he finished giving his orders, Jiang Shiyuan was already riding a white horse, galloping towards him with high spirits.
Jiang Shiyuan controlled the horse and deliberately circled around Pei Che.
"I come to this stable often. This is my favorite horse, Songgao. Don't be fooled by his docile behavior now. He was quite fierce when I first rode him."
Pei Che liked her endless chatter, liked her sharing of all these details, like wild flowers in March, although they were all over the mountains, but without a single flower it would not be spring.
"And then, fell?"
"How do you know?" Jiang Shiyuan's eyes widened in surprise. "I fell hard and almost broke my bones. Then I was very dissatisfied. After I recovered from my injury, I came to see you for the first time. Master, guess what happened?"
Pei Che smiled and shook his head: "I can't guess."
Jiang Shiyuan continued, "It has become a good boy and very affectionate. No one else can ride it except it. Isn't it amazing?"
"For this reason, 놖 really wants to buy 돗 home, but unfortunately, the owner of the horse farm refuses to sell it. There is no way, 놖 can only find time to visit 돗 once a month." Jiang Shiyuan said with some regret.
"Do you want it? Master, I'll give it to you." Pei Che said immediately.
Jiang Shiyuan was about to decline politely, but when she looked down, she saw that Pei Che had stretched out his hand at some point, and Pei Che, who had always been close to her, was actually rubbing his hand affectionately with his head.
Something flashed through Jiang Shiyuan's mind, but before she could catch it, a voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Jiang Shiyuan?"
Jiang Shiyuan turned around and saw a young man in black clothes, riding a tall horse, whipping his horse and approaching.
"Jiang Shiyuan, it's really you. I thought I saw you wrong." The young man came up to her and grinned, revealing his two fangs.
When Jiang Shiyuan saw the two canine teeth, a name popped up in his mind: "Jiang Xingzhuo?"
Jiang Xingzhuo was recognized, as if he had received a huge reward, with a bright smile on his face, the smile reaching his eyes, his eyes curved into two crescents.
"Yes."
"Is it really you? When will you return to Beijing? Will Uncle Jiang and the others come back too?" Jiang Shiyuan was very surprised.
Ten years ago, Lu Feng took over the power. In order to exclude dissidents, he transferred Jiang Jiayuan to Bingzhou, thousands of miles away. Jiang Xingzhuo also left Beijing for Bingzhou.
Jiang Shiyuan thought they would never meet again in this life.
Jiang Xingzhuo smiled and said, "Only you came back. My father and the others are still in Bingzhou. You just arrived in Beijing yesterday."
Jiang Xingzhuo raised his eyebrows at Jiang Shiyuan as if he didn't notice Pei Che standing next to him: "How about a competition? Let's see if the legendary general's horsemanship has been lost."
It would have been better if he hadn't said it, but as soon as he said this, especially with Jiang Xingzhuo's provocative look, Jiang Shiyuan's desire to win was immediately aroused.
"Let's compete!"
After saying this, Jiang Shiyuan realized that he had forgotten Pei Che, and hurriedly turned back to look at Pei Che, seeking his opinion with his eyes.
"Master Taifu is here too? I'm sorry for being so rude." Jiang Xingzhuo seemed to have just seen Pei Che. He bowed to him and emphasized the word "junior" deliberately as if he was teasing him.
"Master, you won't mind, right? I'll just run a lap with Ayuan and be back soon." Jiang Xingzhuo looked at Pei Che with a youthful spirit.
Pei Che's face was calm. He looked past Jiang Xingzhuo and said to Jiang Shiyuan, "Go ahead. Be careful."
Jiang Xingzhuo immediately urged, "Ayuan, let's go, let's see who can run faster. The loser will treat us to a meal."
The two men whipped their horses and ran away quickly.
Pei Che stood there, watching the two people chasing each other on the racecourse, and snorted coldly: "Humph."
Yu Liang had never seen his master look so jealous before, and he couldn't help laughing.
What a gifted one! When it comes to caring about someone, he is no different from an ordinary person.
…
"Jiang Shi wishes you to lose."
Jiang Xingzhuo got the upper hand and crossed the fence, pulling out the finish line flag and winning the race.
Just a little bit.
Jiang Shiyuan was a little annoyed.
Seeing Jiang Shiyuan's frustrated face, Jiang Xingzhuo raised the flag in his hand and said to her, "Do you want to play another game? I'll let you play next time."
"No, I can't beat you."
After not seeing each other for ten years, Jiang Xingzhuo was taller and stronger now. It was said that he had joined the army and learned a lot of martial arts. She could never compare to him.
Jiang Shiyuan admitted defeat and subconsciously looked back, but Pei Che was nowhere to be seen.
Jiang Shiyuan felt inexplicably empty inside, and his interest was gone all at once, so he turned his horse around and headed back.
Jiang Xingzhuo chased after him, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy after losing once? You weren't such a stingy person before."
"I'm not unhappy. I'm actually quite happy to see you." Jiang Shiyuan was telling the truth.
The past of our youth is extremely precious. Even a small piece of paper can bring back countless memories, let alone a living person.
"But today I asked the Master to accompany me out to play, so I have to go back."
Jiang Xingzhuo's eyes flickered, and he asked in confusion, "The Grand Master doesn't ride a horse. He thinks he is noble, so how can he ride like you? What can he do with you? How boring."
He wanted to ask this question ten years ago.
Obviously, he and she were of the same age and they had known each other since childhood, so why did she chase after that terrifying Master Pei without hesitation?
Jiang Shiyuan turned around and looked at him. "Taifu doesn't like riding horses, but he is willing to accompany you. Doesn't it seem that he values you more?"
As if afraid that Jiang Xingzhuo didn't understand, Jiang Shiyuan walked a few steps, turned back and added: "You and the tutor are going to get married soon. He will accompany you on horseback riding, and you will also accompany him in reading and writing. Even if it is boring, we will respect each other."
After Jiang Shiyuan finished speaking, he rode his horse back to the original place.
Although Pei Che was not in the original place, he left someone waiting for Jiang Shiyuan.
"My Lord, have someone prepare lunch in the wing room. If you are hungry, you can go directly over there."
Near noon, Jiang Shiyuan ran a lap. He was really hungry.
After handing the horse to the servant, he immediately ran to the wing room.
Jiang Shiyuan pushed open the door of the wing room and saw Pei Che reading official documents at the table.
Although the emperor allowed him to take a rest, he did not allow him to be idle. He still had to deal with the things that needed to be dealt with, but in a different official way.
"Have you finished running?" Pei Che looked down at the document in his hand, his voice indifferent.
Jiang Shiyuan looked at Pei Che calmly. Why did she feel that he seemed a little unhappy?
Jiang Shiyuan walked over, sat down next to him, and said sullenly, "After the race, you won't lose."
After she finished speaking, she leaned close to Pei Che's ear and whispered, "Master, I want to ask, is it illegal to add a little croton seed into the horse's trough, not much, just a little bit, just to make the horse's legs weak?"
She leaned so close that she didn't even notice that her breath was almost entirely in his ears.
Pei Che slowly raised his head. Although he was scolding, his tone was gentler than before: "Nonsense, if you lose, you lose. It's not a big deal."
Jiang Shiyuan glanced at Pei Che's earlobe, as if he had discovered something surprising - it was so red.
Is Taifu shy?
Jiang Shiyuan stared at his earlobe and asked knowingly, "Not even a little bit?"
"Can't."
Otherwise, others would complain that he indulged her too much.
"Are you hungry? Let's eat first."
Pei Che put down the official document, his voice cheerful, and someone brought in lunch.
Jiang Shiyuan sat down immediately and just as he picked up his chopsticks, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the door -
Jiang Xingzhuo ran in and sat down next to Jiang Shiyuan, grinning and saying, "Didn't you say you have to treat the loser? Jiang Shiyuan, you can't refuse to pay."
Pei Che, standing aside, gritted his teeth unconsciously.
Is Yu Liang dead?
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