Liu Bei frowned, approached Liu Xiu a little, and said softly: "That kid is the youngest son of the head of the Ximao family. He has always been arrogant. This time, Lu Jun teaches on his Mao family territory, and he is even more ignorant of the world. Look at this, he probably wants to give us a warning and listen to his mercy in the future."

"Ximao?" A question flashed through Liu Xiu's mind, but he didn't have the nerve to ask. Judging from Liu Bei's tone, it seemed as if they had been married before.

Liu Bei didn't know what Liu Xiu was thinking, so he continued to say in a disdainful tone: "Isn't it just because his uncle fought a war with the Huns and was a Sima, which is not much bigger than the county magistrate."

Liu Bei's voice was very small. The boy was cursing happily. He just glanced at this side and didn't take it seriously. He waved his arms and shouted loudly: "Look, you are from another place. My Mao family is a great family and I don't bully you. Your horse is good. I'll give it to me for two days to ride it. It's okay to sell it to me. As long as you hand over the horse, I'll let you in now."

"You want to buy a horse? Not that's not impossible." Although the young man was surrounded by more than a dozen people, he could not see any panic on his face. He held the reins of the horse with one hand and pressed the knife ring around his waist with the other, looked around and smiled faintly: "But I am a little savage, and I only obey heroes. I can't ride an irrelevant person. I'm worried..."

He said, looking up and down at the boy, then slowly shook his head, and said in a concerned tone: "I see that the skin is tender and tender, so it's better not to try it."

"Dare you!" The young man suddenly turned red, spread his arms, and took a pose that he thought was very cool, jumped off the big rock, rushed to the young man a few steps, and shouted loudly: "My Mao family has been from Yiwu Sima. I don't know how many fierce horses I have ridden and how many Huns have killed. What can I not ride a mere horse? Dodge, I have to ride your little horse."

As he said that, he reached out to take the reins of the young man's hand, but the young man shook his head: "I advise you not to try it. I am a strong horse. If I fall you, I can't afford it."

He didn't say it was okay, but when he said that the boy refused to retreat, his face was swollen and purple. He reached out to pluck the young man's hand. The young man was so leisurely, but he held the reins tightly and persuaded him slowly. He seemed to be kind-hearted, but in fact he kept teasing the young man. The boy screamed in anger, pushed away the servants who came to persuade him, and insisted on riding the horse.

Although the older servants saw that the young man had bad intentions, they were afraid that the little master would suffer and would be injured. They wanted to pull the little master aside, but the young man in the Mao family was already furious. Seeing that the servants were persuaded tightly, he turned around and kicked him around. The servants were caught off guard and screamed in a roar. The young man then turned around, pulled out the ring-headed knife around his waist with a "click", and glared at the young man and said, "Do you not let it go?"

"I am kind, afraid that you will be hurt." The young man glanced at him faintly, and was still unmoved, and smiled calmly: "If you fall and hurt, how can I afford it?"

"Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven." The boy from the Mao family shouted loudly: "If I fall and hurt, it is because of my poor riding skills and it has nothing to do with you."

"Really?" the young man raised his sword-brow.

"Of course." The young man from the Mao family shouted. When he looked around, he saw Liu Bei and Liu Xiu standing beside him, and then walked over and bowed, "Two, please be a witness. If I fall off this horse and get injured, it has nothing to do with this man. If I ride it well, he will lend me the horse to ride for a few days, or simply sell it to me. I will not lose his money. According to the current price of Zhuo County, five thousand yuan, it is fair and reasonable. How?"

Before Liu Xiu answered, Liu Bei rushed to say, "This kind of good horse can be bought with more than 5,000 yuan. Although I don't understand horses, I can see that this horse is probably a good horse from the Wuhuan people, and it is worth at least 8,000 yuan in Zhuo County."

The boy from Mao family was stunned and looked at Liu Bei hatefully. Just as he was about to speak, the young man smiled and said, "It might as well, I think five thousand dollars are very fair. I would like to testify. We are all good men. We must keep our word and accept the loss when we admit that we are bets. If anyone who speaks is not true, it is Hu Rensheng."

"A word is determined." Without waiting for Liu Xiu and others to speak, the young man in the Mao family responded first, snatched the reins from the young man, and tried with both hands, but found that the horse was taller than the common horse. He couldn't jump up at all, and refused to give face to Liu Xiu and others. He shouted loudly: "Dog guy, are you still here to placate my feet? Are you going to wait for me to invite you?"

A servant rushed over, knelt in front of the boy with one knee, supported his hands on his knees, lowered his head, raised his foot and stepped on his shoulder, flew on the horse, shook the reins with both hands, glanced at the young man with a full expression, and smiled proudly, "You're ready."

Before he finished speaking, the horse suddenly neighed, turned half a circle, knocking the servant who was on the horse stool to the ground, then leaned forward and backward, furious. The boy from the Mao family was shocked and no longer cared about posing. He hugged the horse's neck tightly, and his legs were pressed against the horse's belly. His face, which was originally swollen and purple, suddenly turned pale, his lips were bitten tightly, and he couldn't say a word.

The servants around the side saw it and rushed forward to pull the horse and rescue their little master. But the horse kicked four hooves and didn't let them get close. They kicked the two servants in a few strokes, making them swollen. Although the others were worried, they didn't dare to go forward. They just circled around the horse and shouted in a whole lot.

"Hurry, catch this beast!"

"Everyone come together and save the master."

"Oh, this beast kicked me again."

"Oh, my legs-"

Speaking, several servants rushed over, pulled out their weapons, and shouted at the young man with a red face: "Let your beast stop. If you hurt my master a hair, you, the untouchable, will pay your life!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and shouted in a deep voice: "It's your master who doesn't know the depth and insists on riding my horse. I advised him repeatedly, but he didn't listen. That's how it is. Are you all deaf? You are really deaf. Two witnesses are on the side. Wouldn't you ask? Is there a lot of people cruel? Believe it or not, I chop you up these little slaves?"

The young man was full of energy. The sound he heard in anger was trembling, and his ears were buzzing. The servants were frightened by him and took two steps back. Liu Bei saw it in his eyes and immediately admired him. He took a step forward, stood behind the young man, and said loudly: "Yes, we did hear that it is your master who wants to ride someone's horse."

A servant shouted sternly: "Where are you from the untouchables? Do you know where this place is? This is the Mao family's manor. If you want to be here, you don't have to weigh your own weight. My master wants to make a mistake. Just one foot of the letter and you will be locked and taken to the Zhuo County Prison. Do you believe it?"
Chapter completed!