Rise From the Humble

The morning is cold, the sky gradually fades away from the darkness of night, and the dawn slowly rises on the eastern horizon.

When the servants and maids of the Hou Mansion were cleaning the courtyard in the morning, Zhu Ping'an had already finished washing and changed into riding clothes. The little maid Baozi came to the guest room on time with the breakfast box in her arms and put the sumptuous breakfast on the table.

Today is a spring outing. Li Shu went with the second lady and the other girls, and Zhu Ping'an went with Fatty Zhou and the other boys. This is probably due to the unclear teaching and reception of feudal ethics between men and women.

When it was time to set off, Fatty Zhou came over in riding attire and took Zhu Ping'an to the stables of the Hou Mansion, asking to ride there together.

By the way, wearing a riding suit on Fatty Zhou looked awkward, like a potato wrapped in leather pants. The tight aesthetic was also intoxicating.

When he arrived at the stables, Zhu Pingan was dumbfounded. This damn black horse was riding on a red horse with smooth coat and doing some simple and repetitive mechanical movements. When Zhu Pingan came in, the guy looked disgusted and unhappy. came down, and tried its best to cover the red horse with its short body, as if to prevent his girlfriend from being exposed.

"Ahem, brother-in-law, you, well, know how to enjoy life." Fatty Zhou said after being stunned for a long time.

This shameful thing!

When Zhu Ping'an looked at the dark horse, he really had the urge to castrate it! The crossbow horse is not good at doing anything, but it is very good at making horses. By the way, this guy seems to have hooked up with a horse in the Hanlin Academy.

After hearing Fatty Zhou's words, Zhu Ping'an smiled awkwardly, and then with a dark face, he went to recruit Sha Matt, the dark horse. Today, he was riding a horse for a hunting spring outing. He couldn't do it without a mount. Although Sha Matt had all kinds of problems, after all, He also came on a mount.

However, to Zhu Pingan's surprise, Shamate actually went on strike and couldn't be dragged away no matter how hard he tried. After pulling too much, Shamate immediately fell down on the ground. He showed a posture that he would not leave even if he beat me to death. He was acting like a rogue. No matter how much you pulled me, I just couldn't get up! If you don’t go, I won’t go!

Damn it! The horse's neck is stretched so long, but it can't pull this thing! It’s a perfect example of forgetting friends after seeing sex! Therefore, Zhu Pingan's idea of ​​castrating this guy was once again confirmed.

"Ahem, brother-in-law, forget it, I don't think your horse is that good. It probably can't outrun others. I didn't plan to let you lead your horse in the first place. Come on, I have another horse in my stable. , they were shipped from the northwest, and they are half a head taller than yours."

Fatty Zhou looked down on the dark horse Sha Maat at all, and took Zhu Ping'an to the stable on the other side to get the horse. This is all that can be done for now, Zhu Pingan nodded.

Seeing Zhu Ping'an give up, the dark horse who killed the best horse raised its head at a 45-degree angle, showing its pride! Hum hum, poor human beings, I have reached the peak of my life! I have a car (myself), a house (a luxurious stable), and I just got married to Ma Fumei.

"Well, help me change that red horse into a trough."

Before Zhu Ping'an left, he gritted his teeth and told the boy in charge of the stables, "Small, I'll make you reach your peak!"

When Zhu Ping'an saw the horse that Fatty Zhou was talking about, he could no longer despise the dark horse that killed Matt. Did you see that this is a horse?

Look at this tall horse, its flying mane, every part of its body is so well matched, its muscles are as powerful as flowing water, it is obedient and full of spirituality, this is a horse!

After leading the horse out, Zhu Ping'an followed Fatty Zhou to meet the second-generation ancestors of several neighboring princes and princes, and then rode their horses to the outskirts of Beijing together.

Zhu Ping'an knows many of these second-generation ancestors. They are the second-generation ancestors with brocade hats and mink fur whom he met at the city gate when he first came to the capital. In addition, many of them came to Huaihou Mansion to ridicule Fatty Zhou when the rankings were released last time. , of course, I also ridiculed Zhu Pingan, but when I learned that Zhu Pingan won the Huiyuan when the results were released, my view of Zhu Pingan changed a lot.

Xu Laosan from next door also came, and there was an even more arrogant person next to Xu Laosan. He looked three or four years older than Xu Laosan, so he was probably Xu Laoer. In addition, there were many noble disciples whom Zhu Pingan met for the first time.

Fatty Zhou got acquainted with Zhu Ping'an and the noble disciples who were familiar with each other, and then everyone rode their horses to the spring outing in the suburbs.

When these second-generation ancestors were riding horses, they were exactly the same as when they first met. They were laughing and competing with each other's speed. They didn't care about the crowds on the street at all. Their brightly dressed and angry horses roared away. There were even people who deliberately rode towards crowded places, listened to the sound of dodging, laughed and rode away.

Fatty Zhou was fat, and he couldn't ride the same horse as fast as the other noble disciples, so he fell behind. Zhu Ping'an was not riding fast either. He was worried that he would hurt the crowd on the street if he rode too fast, so he also fell behind.

"Brother-in-law, that's interesting." Fatty Zhou thought that Zhu Pingan had fallen behind him on purpose, so he extended his thumb towards Zhu Pingan. In the past, when riding horses with this group of distinguished disciples, Fatty Zhou always fell behind. This time it was not the best.

Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly and smiled, but did not explain.

The second-generation ancestor riding a horse in front was shouting and laughing in the crowd. The crowds on both sides of the street were dodging like the plague, daring to be angry and afraid to speak out, but the second-generation ancestor seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

"Haha, Brother Liu, this feels like charging into battle, like entering a deserted place, it's so cool."

The second-generation ancestors compared riding horses in the crowd to generals charging into battle, and compared those who dodge to frightened enemies, and they cheered repeatedly.

If you have the guts to go to the battlefield and charge against the Tatars, or go to the southeast coast to charge against the Japanese pirates, how can you do it against the unarmed common people on this two-thirds of an acre of land?

What a bunch of parasites destined to be eliminated by society!

Zhu Pingan looked at the second-generation ancestors laughing and riding in front, and shook his head in disappointment. When these people grow up, their families will place them in the military and various departments. This is really a hidden danger.

There is a woman in front carrying a basket and holding a child in one hand. On the left is an eight or nine-year-old girl, and on the right is a three- or four-year-old boy. They were probably people from outside the capital who came to the capital to sell their own fruits and vegetables.

Because there were so many people, the women and their children did not see the second-generation ancestors who were approaching on horseback not far away. When the second-generation ancestors came on horseback and the crowd moved away like the plague, the women in their haste only had time to protect them. The two of them dodged as much as possible toward the street.

The first few second-generation ancestors were able to dodge on horseback, but several second-generation ancestors in the middle were riding together and had no time to dodge. Their horses hit the basket carried by the woman and knocked the woman to the street.

Fortunately, there were no hard objects on the street. The woman only scratched her scalp and was not seriously injured.

"Look for your own death and find a tree with a crooked neck. Get away. You scared my horse. Can you afford to pay for it?" The second ancestor who bumped into the woman in front turned around and saw that the woman was fine. He cursed a few words and rode away. , look no longer.