Chapter 25: Give you a horse

When they returned to the vicinity of Jifengzhuang, it was already bright. The sun poked its head out of the castle wall of Jifengzhuang and looked down at them.

When he came back, another person was missing. Zhao Fubo fulfilled his promise and a longbowman who was freed left them.

Jack and the talkative Abdul Zhemal stayed. Little John seemed to have decided to follow them with Martin.

The busy night made most people sleepy, and Shu Yuer and Little John's bodies were shaking as if they were about to fall down.

Only Zhao Fubo and Muke were the only ones, and they were still as energetic as owls.

Zhao Fubo, who lost Xiao Hei Tan, still felt sad, but he had decided to educate him to adulthood, but he did not intend to immerse him in sorrow for too long.

Poor Zhao Fubo had to keep thinking about the question the teacher just gave him.

"Where will we go? Shouldn't we go directly to Huangsha City without going to Jifengzhuang!"

Facing Zhao Fubo's decision, Martin nodded with satisfaction. Although his student still had no smile on his face today, he had at least started to use his brain.

"By the way, this is called showing it if you can, and showing it without using it! If you can create an illusion for our enemies, then we will achieve the best result! But you may have ignored the strange and positive changes!"

On the way back, Martin kept talking to Zhao Fubo, so that Abdul Zhemal made the following comments.

"Look, Old Martin really likes to talk, but the master doesn't like to hear what he says? Now as long as the master gives me a wink, I will throw the old man into the Gobi Desert to bask in the sun! Have you ever bask in the Gobi Desert? I've been basking in the Gobi Desert, it tastes bad..."

Faced with such torture, Muke's green eyes were still looking around with vigilance. Although Jack had already set out to explore the way as a scout, this did not affect the long-trained Muke's habit of keeping his vigilance.

"Teacher, what do you mean is we should go to Jifengzhuang?"

Zhao Fubo looked at the castle wall of Jifengzhuang suspiciously, with a look of suspicion on his face.

Martin shook his eyes at Zhao Fubo, completely confident about their entry into the city.

"Of course we should go, and I promise you can get a good horse if you go there!"

"No, I don't want them, I don't want their stuff!"

Zhao Fubo bit his lip and his frown made his somewhat curly eyebrows twist like a wriggling bug.

His reaction was scoffed by his teacher Martin.

"Tsk, don't be stupid. Of course you have to, and you have to be happy! Just like the attitude a good nephew should have, thank your second uncle!"

Zhao Fubo looked at Teacher Martin and thought about his words. He roughly wanted to pretend to be stupid, but unfortunately his pretending skills were not very good.

"Then teacher, are you with me? I'm worried..."

Martin stroked his beard and looked around.

"I am a slave, I can't talk to you. I said you are stupid, so naturally someone likes to be by your side!"

While speaking, his eyes glanced at the sleepy Shu Yuer.

Shu Yuer, who was just closing her eyes to rest, had her cheeks dyed red by these words. Especially when the sun passed through the castle wall and shone on her face, the light blush was like the most beautiful peonies.

However, little John, who was also resting at this time, opened his eyes. Although he couldn't understand Chinese, he could understand the name "Shu Yuer". He glared at Martin for no reason.

Our mysterious ghosts, Zhao Fubo, naturally did not notice these things. He was still thinking about more details about entering Jifeng Village.

"Teacher, don't I have to pretend to be like that? You know, usually..."

"Hmph, this is not as good as usual. I'm sure he won't treat you like usual. Remember, this is your uncle's house, you will be safe here, and let your uncle know that we were attacked and lost a lot of money!"

When Martin spoke, his eyes were slightly closed and he had already begun to enjoy the sun with all his heart. But within a few seconds, he assigned a lot of tasks to his students.

"Oh, we are your slaves, so you don't have to take us when you enter the city. I'm already tired of finding a place to set up a tent outside the city! And after entering the city, if there are rattan chairs, I'll get a wheelchair for me, and my butt is almost worn out by this broken saddle!"

Yet, for him who has no legs and cannot leverage his strength on the kickstick, his strength of his butt has been severely tested.

At this time, the people in the Qifeng Village had just begun a new day. The people in the cattle gallery and horse circle were driving large herds of cows and horses out of their nests, probably to let them eat some grass that was moistened by dew all night.

The goats and sheep also made "bleat" sounds and appeared in groups on the road, blocking the road into the city tightly, but this could not stop Shu Yuer and Zhao Fubo who were planning to enter the city.

Especially Shu Yuer's pure blood Han man looks like the highest-level pass here. So when people see her, they respectfully drive away their herds to make a way out for her.

At this time, Shu Yuer didn't notice these things at all, and instead kept complaining to Zhao Fubo.

"What, just go into the city, and don't let someone dress up! Look at this dirty look, don't ask others to make me laugh to death!"

Seeing the many horses neighing in front of him, he thought of his good brother, Xiao Heitan. The smile on his face wanted to fall, but when he thought of the teacher's instructions, he couldn't help but pretend to be happy.

"My Miss Yu is about to go to my second uncle's house. You can get off there with ease!"

Zao Woo-ki's home is naturally the best house in this Jifeng Village. Compared with the Middle Eastern-style houses that other living here, Zao Woo-ki's mansion can only be described as luxurious.

It was a huge yard, through the tall blue brick courtyard wall, you could only see the slightly raised eaves on the roof of the small building inside. At this moment, the bell hanging under the eaves were making a "dangdang" sound in the cool morning breeze.

I think it was Zhao Fubo and Shu Yuer's whereabouts, someone had already reported it to the people inside. When Zhao Fubo and Shu Yuer just arrived in front of the door with red lanterns, the two vermilion doors opened with a sound of "bang...bang..."

With this sound, a group of people came out.

The one in the lead had five or sixty-sixth imaginations with Zhao Fubo, but it was Zhao Fubo's uncle Zhao Wuji. The one who followed him was naturally his Zhao Xu, who was dressed in plain white.

At this moment, his eyes were just staring at Shu Yuer'er in a funny way, and the folding fan in his hand kept shaking it gently.

Shu Yuer gave him a blank look, knowing that he was laughing at her for not dressing up and looking disheveled.

"Erlang... Erlang, where are you going? Yesterday your elder brother came here, but when he asked, he didn't see you, we sent someone to find you overnight! Your elder brother told me that you have few people, and you are light and fast. If you don't listen to his advice, you have to leave first. See if this is a problem!"

Although the worries piled up on Zhao Wuji's face when he was speaking made his face look like a dried orange. But with a gentle and clever sentence, all the responsibilities were Zhao Fubo.

The smile on Zhao Fubo's face, which had come to the city, suddenly disappeared, his lips trembled, and he almost cried.

"Uncle Second...Uncle Second, it's good to see you! Yesterday...Yesterday..."

With some sorrow towards Xiao Heitan, Zhao Fubo sobbed a little when he spoke, like a bullied child who finally met his family.

"Oh, you really... forget it, it's good to come back, it's good to come back!"

Zhao Wuji's performance, if he had ruled out his previous actions, he would have looked like a good uncle. This made Shu Yuer, who was quietly observing Zhao Wuji with her black eyes, had some suspicion.

"Did this Lord Zhao have no idea about the attack? It was just done by his brave young man, if that's the case..."

Zhao Fubo is not as thoughtful as Shu Yuer. Tears roll in his eyes, like a pool of clear pool water. He continues to sob, telling his misfortune.

"My little black charcoal...is my horse...Shu Yu's cart was also burned by the robbers, I, I..."

Speaking of the end, seeing Zhao Fubo's appearance, he almost threw himself into Zhao Wuji's arms.

"Okay, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. There are some good horses in our Qifeng Village. I'll go back and give you a better one. Don't cry anymore. As long as the person is fine, let's go in and talk!"

Zhao Wuji held his shoulder and pulled him to walk into the mansion surrounded by the people in the mansion.

Shu Yuer, who was following behind, was even in Liuyuan in Huangsha City, and she was still a servant outside, so she naturally could not be compared with Zhao Fubo's second son's status. Therefore, she was pulled to the end.

"Oh, look at our little Shu Yuer's face. Where did Erlang bring you that wild boy this night? Unfortunately, his handsome little face looks like what. Hurry up and go in and dress up, otherwise how can you see people!"

Although Shu Yuer had already expected the situation before her when she entered the city. But when she was laughed at by Zhao Xu, her thin white teeth still bit her red lips and became angry in a state of depression.

Looking at Zhao Fubo's back as he was holding Zhao Wuji, he reached out to slap Xiao Mi in his arms.

"Xiaomi, Xiaomi, don't forget that girl, I'm so angry because of you. When I go back, I study hard with Teacher Martin, practice martial arts well, one day... one day..."
Chapter completed!