(5)
Dandies usually have several luxurious and useless hobbies at the same time, such as hunting, hunting for women, gambling, banquets, and unbridled obscene sacrifices, etc. The above are just a few categories that ordinary people can easily get through imagination. For people who can sit on a hundred taels of gold with just one hand, their hobbies will only be more extensive.
Once these things that can only be used as entertainment become people's favorites, it may be able to relieve people's empty hearts and empty souls for a short period of time. When such a habit continues for a long time, people will easily become addicted to it. Lose your soul, become a slave of desire, and degenerate into a beast.
At this time, the young men who were galloping on their horses in Yiyiquan were all in their prime years, with youthful faces and healthy postures that any old feudal emperor would envy.
They could have used their superior conditions to pursue their ideals instead of indulging in horse racing, hunting, or other fun things.
However, have they ever had similar thoughts?
In fact, if they just do nothing all day long, they wouldn't be called so hateful. Some people might even praise them for knowing how to enjoy the beauty of life. However, this almost beautiful expectation will not be realized for them after all.
For the time being, there is no need to discuss how much silver was spent on each safari and where the silver came from, because this kind of problem is far less important to the person involved and to those who are enjoying themselves than to miss a crossbow arrow. The feeling of remorse brought about by it was not strong at all.
Every time the young men participating in the hunting competition hit a prey, one of their servants would run over and pick up the animal carcass and crossbow arrows, and then hand them to Zi Chai for her to count.
This leads to a very strange phenomenon: every time the cry of prey is heard in the forest, the hunters will respond with the most enthusiastic cheers; and every time the sigh of the hunters is heard in the forest, the forest will rustle. There was a slight movement on the ground, as if breathing like a living person, and some small animals would quietly pass by Zi Chai.
This competition did not last too long. In just one stick of incense, Xiao Sigu brought back five hares, two wild boars, and a sika deer with one of its horns broken off. In the end, he almost crushed them. overcame others.
"I think Young Master Xiao has hunted all the wild beasts within a ten-mile radius by himself!"
"Master Xiao is indeed the leading arch master in Huaihuang Town, and we are all ashamed of ourselves!"
"Do you think that the purple hair girl is biased and blames Mr. Xiao for what we hunted? How could we catch so many prey in just one stick of incense?"
Listening to the compliments, Xiao Sigu smiled from ear to ear, while Zichai was attracted to Xiao Sigu by the young masters who made fun of her while explaining that she had never done any favoritism.
As a girl who was born as a slave, Zichai had never heard so many slanders. She couldn't help but feel a little elated. She felt like she was being held in the palm of her hand, with a very deceptive warmth surrounding her body. After a while, she looked sideways and realized that she and Xiao Sigugu were already closely together.
"Ah! Mr. Xiao, when did you appear behind me?"
Xiao Sigu saw a flash of panic in the other person's eyes, and immediately took half a step back, bowed slightly, and said: "I was just...thinking about how to distribute and handle these prey! No offense if you don't pay attention. "
Then, he scolded his friend: "You guys, with all your chirping, did you scare Miss Zichai?"
"Mr. Xiao, I am just flattered and have no intention of blaming you."
After Xiao Sigu heard this, he immediately asked someone to fetch a docile mare, extended his hand to invite him and said, "I guess Miss Zichai wants to go back to Brother Su, right? I said before that I wanted to teach you how to ride a horse, so why not Can you learn some tricks on the way back?"
Zichai readily agreed, and then with the help of Xiao Sugu, she staggered onto the saddle.
Xiao Sigu seemed to understand the other party very well. He personally led the horse to ride, and only let one servant ride with him. He treated Zichai very carefully.
"Miss Zichai is a little afraid of strangers? Brother Su won't let you stay at home all day long and rarely let you go outside, right?"
"Yes." Zi Chai grabbed the saddle bridge protruding from the front of the saddle, just as Xiao Sugu told him to do.
So far, everything is quite normal. At least Zichai's impression of Xiao Sugu has not deviated from her original judgment.
Not long after, there were several strange noises in the jungle beside the road, and a wild boar with tusks suddenly jumped out. It rushed towards Zi Chai like crazy, and at the same time let out a terrifying howl. .
The horse was frightened and kept raising its head upwards, trying to break away from Xiao Sigu's grasp. Logically speaking, an old hunter like him would not let go of the reins easily, but the reality was that it was so strange that the horse struggled a few times and actually broke free of the restraints, running wildly in the other direction.
"Miss Zi Chai!" Xiao Sigu shouted the name of the "grey-haired girl", and then urged the following boy to dismount so that he could get on the horse and catch up with Zi Chai.
"Clamp the saddle with both legs, hug the horse's head, and hold the reins!"
"No, I can't open my eyes!"
"Do not be afraid!"
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Sigu rushed to the crazy horse, took the opportunity to grab the reins, and said a few words like a spell, and the horse gradually calmed down.
Unconsciously, the two of them had already left the camp far away.
The frightened Zi Chai sat sideways on the saddle, almost fainting. After Xiao Sugu took her off the horse, she could no longer stop the turmoil in her stomach and started vomiting while holding on to a tree trunk.
Xiao Sigu handed over a water bag and comforted him: "Miss Zichai, are you feeling well? Are there any injuries on your body?"
"I...I don't want to ride a horse anymore!" After Zi Chai took a sip of water, she sat on the ground with her legs in her arms, burying her head and sobbing softly.
"What does this have to do with it? It's just a frightened horse. Everyone will encounter this situation at the beginning." Xiao Sigu took advantage of this gap to sit next to the other party, gently patted the other party's shoulder with his palm, and comforted: " Don’t worry, you can definitely learn it.”
After a while, when Zichai didn't respond, he started to get more serious. Starting from the other person's shoulders, he kept rubbing, then her back, and then her waist. "Miss Zichai, do you know? I have never seen a young girl with gray hair, and she still has a look like yours." Delicate face..."
It wasn't until these words came out that Zichai suddenly realized that something was wrong. A biting cold wind blew from her skin to her heart, causing her to suddenly break out in a cold sweat.
"Miss Zichai, are you okay now?" Xiao Sigu slowly tested the other person, and the hand that had been caressing Zichai was not idle, and he was about to slowly move it down from the waist.
"Sir!" Zi Chai immediately stood up, looked at the other party with great doubts, and asked: "We have just met, is it in line with the rules for you to do this?"
After hearing this, Xiao Sigu thought for a long time, then touched Zichai's face affectionately and said: "I will take good care of you. No matter how much money is needed, I can help you redeem your life!"
"Sir, please respect yourself! Although I come from a poor family, I have never sold myself for glory."
"Oh! Look, do I seem like someone who cares about this kind of thing?"
Seeing that the distance between the two is getting closer and closer, Zichai has reached a point of no return. Only then did she remember Su Qing's advice to her, so she shouted into the woods: "Master Su? Master Su! Su Qing..."
"Hahaha... Look, you can't even fool a little girl with the lies you made up!" Su Qing's strange figure appeared from the woods directly in front of them, "Mr. Xiao, how many women have you told this to?" ? In my opinion, there is definitely more than one!"
Su Qing originally thought that these children from aristocratic families still had some conscience and sense of shame. After some ridicule, they would plead with themselves not to tell others and then leave obediently.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Sugu not only did not feel ashamed at all, but continued to talk, saying: "Brother Su, look, just now I have confessed my true love to Sister Zichai. I wonder if you are willing to betroth your dear sister to me? "
"Who told you that she is my biological sister?" Su Qing smiled brightly, picked up a branch, walked forward swaggeringly, and replied: "Would you like to see how Sister Zichai behaved just now? Do you know?"
"This...here, aren't you wandering artists? I have money, so you can't even stay with me for a while?"
Before the guy could finish what he said, Su Qing swung the tree branch and slapped the guy in the face with lightning speed, knocking Xiao Sugu unconscious.
"How dare you insult my family like this?"
"You...you said, she...she's not your biological sister?" The bearded man covered his face, feeling extremely aggrieved. Perhaps he thought this was something that could be solved with money.
"Hey, Mr. Xiao, you are unlucky to meet me today. If you want to blame me, it's your blindness that doesn't recognize Mount Tai." Su Qing seemed to really want to teach him a lesson, knocked him unconscious and tied him to a tree trunk. He also took off the other party's pants and threw them into the lake, and then he took the purple hairpin back to the camp in a confident manner.
The first memory of love was so disappointing. Zichai seemed very depressed along the way. No matter how Su Qing told some vulgar jokes to amuse her, it couldn't change it at all.
But when Zichai returned to the camp and saw the heroic couple still sitting quietly by the lake, she suddenly felt relieved.
