Yijuan cloud

Chapter 35 Practicing Horsemanship
Fan Li led the horse and walked slowly for a while, then lost his temper and said, "Where is this horse riding? It's not even running."

I held onto the horse's reins tightly, bouncing on the horse's back, and slowly got used to the feeling of riding a horse.

Not far away is a meandering river, with several horses grazing leisurely on the grassy slope. Everything is green, and the sky above is surprisingly blue.

I was shocked by the picturesque scenery in front of me. When I was happy, I said to Fan Li: "I don't dare to run. Why don't you loosen the reins first, and I will ride slowly by myself."

He immediately handed me the reins and said, "It should have been like this. This horse is so docile. You don't need anyone to hold it at all. You can just ride it."

I grabbed the reins with both hands and hummed softly: "You think riding is easy just because you are good at riding. I also think embroidery is simple. You can sew with a needle and thread. Can you do it? There are specialties in the art. I can see you Not a good master."

Fan Li followed my horse and strode forward, saying, "Why do you think everything makes sense when it comes to you? A strict teacher produces a good apprentice, and the apprentice is better than the master. When will he learn well?"

When the horse goes fast, he also goes fast. When the horse goes slower, he also slows down. He is always inseparable, following me and chattering closely.

As soon as I clamped my legs on the horse's belly, the horse immediately began to trot, with nothing but bumps. Fan Li was immediately left behind.

"Push your legs down hard and lift your body up! Good! You can run now!"

I looked back and saw that he was running towards me very quickly, shouting happily to me as he ran.

I laughed, turned around, shouted "Drive!" and kicked the horse's belly twice with my pedals.

Before I could come to my senses, I felt my body lean back suddenly, and the horse jumped out like an arrow from the string. There was a pain in my hand, and the reins were taken off my hand.

I was shocked and thought, I have to fall off my horse now!
The horse ran faster and faster. I grabbed randomly, trying to grab the reins, but unexpectedly I grabbed the mane on both sides of the horse's neck.

The horse was in pain, neighed, turned around a few times, turned around and ran back, trying to knock me off as he ran.

In the panic, one of the pedals fell off, and I couldn't help but despair.

At this time, a familiar voice came to my ears: "Cirrus, stick close to the horse! Hold on!"

After hearing this, I made up my mind and hugged the horse with both hands.

Fan Li seemed to be very close to me. He said over and over again: "Cirrus, Cirrus, don't panic..." His voice was deep and powerful, and my frightened heart gradually calmed down. No matter how bumpy it was, I just leaned down tightly. On horseback.

He stretched out his hand and took the reins, and the man was dragged by the horse and started running, but the horse's speed also slowed down.

I turned my head slightly and saw that his hands were bleeding from being strangled by the reins, and his lower body was dragged on the grass. I didn't know what the situation was. But he seemed unconscious and kept comforting me: "Hold on for a while, don't do it." let go."

I couldn't say a word, my hands had lost feeling, I didn't know what to do, and I didn't know how injured Fan Li was... Just when I felt I didn't know when the torture would end, Fan Li slowly stood up and jumped onto the horse. , tightened the horse's reins with both hands, and stopped the horse with a long "hoo".

My hanging heart finally fell to the ground. Just when I wanted to sit up straight, I felt like the world was spinning and my limbs were weak. Fan Li hurriedly hugged me and leaned on his chest, and I finally felt at ease.

But when the dizziness subsided a little, the sound of a man's heavy breathing could be clearly heard in my ears. My cheeks immediately felt hot and I sat up straight.

"Let me see your hand." Fan Li picked up my arm, and I stretched out my hand obediently. When I lowered my head and looked at it, I couldn't help but be startled. I quickly stretched out my other hand, and my two palms were full of Purple bruises.

Only then did I wake up completely, and quickly took one of his hands: "Let me look at yours, and I see your hands are bleeding."

His fist was as solid as stone. I struck it without opening it, but he said in a casual tone: "It's okay, a little scratch, it's nothing. Just sit down by yourself. I'll get off the horse, and I'll help you get off the horse."

Fan Li almost carried me off the horse. As soon as I stood on the ground, my legs were weak and all the bones in my body seemed to be falling apart. After I collapsed on the ground, I stopped standing up.

The flesh of Fan Li's palms was bruised and bloody, and looked very scary.

His robe also had a long tear in it.

Fortunately, he had the gold wound medicine with him. I applied the medicine to him and wrapped it with linen strips.

He lay down and stretched out his hands, looking intently.

I followed him and lay down in confusion. I also looked at his injured hand and said, "Will the injury heal faster?"

He clicked his tongue, turned around and said, "What a mess, I just want the knot you tied for me to look good, like a flower. I won't be willing to take it apart tomorrow when my hand is healed."

I burst out laughing, "You are such a mess. Don't your hands hurt?"

He smiled slightly and stood up like a carp. His tall figure blocked the dazzling sun. I squinted my eyes slightly and looked at him. I could only hear his voice but could not see his face clearly.

He said: "You are right, blame me for being impatient. You have never ridden a horse, you have no strength in your hands, and you are not familiar with the nature of horses. It is too dangerous for you to be able to ride a horse all of a sudden. I have scared you today. It's my fault." The camp was famous for its ointment for bruises. I applied it twice, and when I woke up the next day, the bruises had faded.

The horse couldn't be ridden for the time being, so I had nothing to do. I took out Fan Li's torn clothes and mended them.

The weather was sunny, with a large cloud floating in the blue sky, and the wind blowing was very cool.

It was quiet everywhere. Fan Li was handling military affairs in the study. Because there was a secret message from the emperor, no one else followed him to serve him.

Because I was so absorbed in the embroidery, Feng Jian stuck his head over and came over. I noticed it and said angrily: "You monkey head, you can't make any sound when you walk!"

Feng Jian said with a smile: "How can I be silent? The girl is embroidering too seriously. Let me take a look at what she embroidered. I didn't see clearly just now."

I spread it out for him to see. He took one look and said, "Oh, these little persimmons are embroidered so real. I want to eat them just by looking at them."

I hummed softly, ignored him, and continued working with my head down.

He poured a cup of tea, took a few sips, and said, "But I've never seen anyone embroidering persimmons. I always see people embroidering flowers, birds, bamboo, and willows. It's strange how you embroider like this."

"You don't understand this. The red-leafed persimmon tree is not only elegant but also has a good meaning. Did you know that the persimmon tree has seven characteristics: one is longevity, two is more shade, three is no bird's nest, four is no insect, five is frost and leaves can be played with, and six Harvest, the seven fallen leaves are plump, do you think it’s good?”

"No wonder our young master thinks so highly of the girl. As beautiful and talented as she is, there are many ladies in Beijing who can't compare to her! One day, the girl will sew some clothes for me."

"If you ask Miss Lin to sew, you can't do it in vain. You have to pay for it." The curtain moved slightly and Fan Li stepped in. Feng Jian and I hurriedly stood up and saluted.

I went to make tea for him again, but Feng Jian took the teapot and said, "Girl, please be busy, I can do all the work."

Fan Li sat down across from the table, leaned forward and looked at the clothes, and said, "I just heard you talking about persimmons. I took it seriously. It turned out that you embroidered it."

I smiled and said, "Master, if you have nothing to do, you might as well sit down for a while. You'll be fine soon. I'll take a look later."

Fan Li took a military book and looked at it.

Feng Jian went to work outside.

There was silence in the room, except for the styrax incense burning in the Boshan stove on the table. A wisp of pale smoke lingered endlessly. A ray of sunlight poured in, creating an indescribable tranquility.

"This fragrance smells very good. What kind of fragrance is it?" he suddenly asked.

"Storax, it's not very fragrant. It's refreshing. I thought the young master wouldn't be bothered, so I asked them to go out and buy it. Unfortunately, I couldn't buy a good one. If it's a good styrax, it smells better than this." I was in a hurry to finish my work. Without raising his head, he just spoke softly.

The two of them talked about each other, and in a daze, it was like I was sitting in my own home, and Xing'er was sitting opposite me.

After the sewing was completed, I helped Fan Li put it on. When I leaned over to tie the buttons, Fan Li asked me, "Do you still dare to ride a horse?"

"Then there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Then let's go riding again in two days."

Fan Li and I were chatting when Feng Jian hurried over and said, "Sir, the King of Yi has sent someone over to invite you to have a shooting contest, but your hand is injured. Should I answer him?"

Fan Li frowned and thought for a while, then said, "No, I'll go."

I hurriedly asked: "Can you draw the bow?"

"I can pull him, but even if he can't, I still have to go over and deal with it. He is the prince after all, and you are a member of his family, so you have to be able to live up to his reputation."

Fan Li went there in the morning and came back just after lunch time.

I hurriedly looked at his hand and found blood seeping from the linen. I couldn't help but said anxiously: "Your Majesty knows that your hand is injured, does he still want you to draw the bow?"

"I had to pull it myself."

"Why are you trying to be brave?" I was puzzled.

He glanced at me, with a smile on his lips, and said: "King Yi saw that I hurt my hand, so he stopped asking me to draw the bow. Then I followed them to look at the arrow path. During the break, King Yi even complimented my clothes. The pattern on it is unique. I have never seen this kind of embroidery. I asked who embroidered it. I couldn't hide it. I said you helped me sew it, but he didn't say anything. Later, two people left the venue early because of something. I saw King Yi didn't look very good, so he took the initiative to practice with him a few times."

(End of this chapter)