They say there is no smoke without fire.
Mr. Ning is not only gifted in poetry, composition, inventions and creations, but he also has talent and experience in equestrian training. His thinking was wrong from the beginning.
"My Mr. Ning, the first step in your equestrian training is to train the horse. Your horse training requires you to observe its movements and details, and master the rules of how it moves when you move on its back. Don't let it move towards you. If you shake your head to the left, you will also move your body to the left, and you will be thrown off the horse."
Jiang Yang spoke eloquently.
Ning Wuyang listened patiently, but did not forget to defend himself.
"So in order to prevent me from being thrown off, I locked its throat."
"..."
If you lock its throat, how can it run away even though it's barking?
Mr. Ning, we are practicing equestrian skills, not fighting horses!
Jiang Yang took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to blurt out.
After all, the person in front of me is not some young boy, but Mr. Shi Xianning, so I cannot be disrespectful.
"咴咴咴~~"
The horse, whose neck hair was being pulled, felt pain again and began to shake uncontrollably.
Jiang Yang was startled and quickly reached out to hold the reins to prevent the horse from going crazy.
Until Jiang Yang asked the horse to stop jumping, Ning Wuhuang lay on the horse like a dead fish, smiling ashamedly at the black-faced Jiang Yang: "I'm sorry, Brother Jiang Yang, I'm not used to this way of riding a horse yet." .”
"How did Mr. Ning ride a horse before?"
Jiang Yang asked him smoothly while comforting the horse.
before?
His original equestrian skills were not very good. As for him... he had only ridden a horse for sightseeing. He had ridden an ox before, but the back of an ox and the back of a horse were completely different concepts.
Oxen are more loyal and honest, while horses are fast and agile. He relies entirely on body coordination to practice equestrian skills. It doesn't feel like taming a horse, but like taming the limbs.
"Brother Jiang Yang, besides coordinating your body to practice equestrian skills and letting your body cooperate with the horse, is there any other way?"
Ning Wuchang asked for advice humbly.
At this time, Jiang Yang finally couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
He finally figured out that Mr. Ning had a "bad intention" and was not good at horsemanship.
He said how could a smart man like Mr. Ning be unable to tame a horse, not good at equestrian skills, and never want to take the right path in his relationship from the beginning.
"Mr. Ning, if you want to practice equestrian skills, you have no other way but to coordinate yourself with the horse's movements. Just like when you practice kung fu, you must start with the horse stance."
"I didn't practice the Zha Ma Step when I was practicing kung fu. Grandpa said that my lower body was unstable at the time, so he simply asked me to practice hanging bars and stepping on plum blossom stakes to win with my dexterity. Later, I found that my posture was not agile enough, so I practiced Zha again. Horse step.”
"..."
Jiang Yang felt that if he wanted to teach Mr. Ning, it would be impossible to sharpen his tongue again.
never mind.
Snapped!
Jiang Yang flicked his riding whip.
The horse, which had just been calmed down, started jumping with all four legs in different directions again.
"I go!"
I haven't finished speaking yet!
Don't let it go crazy yet!
Ning Wuyan could only hug the horse's neck again, follow the horse's dance, and "dance" with it. The main point is that the horse dances and people dance, and the horse dies before the person dies.
He knew what Jiang Yang meant was to develop consistency with the horse before he could practice equestrian skills better.
But this is something that really requires talent.
For example, he does not have such talent.
Being jolted to pieces on the horse, and about to vomit out his breakfast, Ning Wuchang couldn't help but think: No wonder having a few thousand cavalry can dominate the king, and having tens of thousands of cavalry can directly overwhelm the country.
A cavalryman who is good at equestrianism and also proficient in fighting is really rare and rare.
In addition, each horse has a different personality, and it needs to be reconditioned if the horse dies or the soldier dies, which shows how precious the cavalry is.
Just integrating a man and a horse takes an incredible amount of time and energy, and the horse eats hundreds of dollars of fodder a day. It's no wonder that he can't find anyone with good equestrian skills among the people.
"Ugh~~"
Ning Wuyan finally couldn't hold it back anymore and gave in.
Ask Jiang Yang to help tame the horse, and he will rest for a while first.
"Come on, fifth brother, take a drink of water."
Ning Wuyi looked at Ning Wuyi with distressed eyes, his face was stained, his clothes were twisted together, and he was in a state of embarrassment, but there was nothing he could do about it.
There is no way, equestrianism is based on the unity of man and horse. The fifth brother's behavior of trying to restrain the horse is tantamount to asking for trouble.
"Fifth brother, when you practice again, you can try to learn to control the reins with your hands to control the horse's range of motion."
Reins are not like bull nose rings.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so difficult to practice.
Ning Wuyan waved his hand, and after calming his breathing, he glared at the red horse who was still deliberately kicking him, and smiled slyly.
It was you who provoked me first.
Then don't blame me for being rude.
"Third brother, does the martial arts examination have clear requirements on what kind of horse to ride and how to ride it?"
It is impossible for a living person to choke to death by urinating.
In the same way, he couldn't let the horse crash to death.
There are some things that cannot be taken for granted. You must use your strengths and avoid weaknesses. You would rather suffer the horse than suffer yourself.
Ning Wuyi didn't know what he was going to do, but after thinking carefully for a moment, he shook his head: "No, there are no regulations on the type, size, height or performance of equestrian skills, because equestrian skills are just a horse A person only needs to control the horse, no other conditions are required.”
That's no problem.
Ning Wuyan took another sip of water, and after returning the kettle to his third brother, he patted the horse hair on his body and pointed to the big red horse that was already grazing.
"Don't be proud, just wait for me, I don't believe I can't tame you!"
After uttering harsh words, he grinned at Jiang Yang, who was looking sad next to him.
"Brother Jiang Yang, I have to go to the city first. When I come back, I will continue to practice equestrian skills. You can teach my third brother first. His horse has been tamed."
Ning Wuyan ran away and quickly disappeared on the grass.
Tu Liu Jiangyang and Ning Wuyu looked at each other, wondering what he was doing.
"Mr. Ning, don't you think it's hard to practice equestrian and take a rest?"
Jiang Yang felt that this possibility was unlikely, but his previous experience told him that Mr. Ning had absolutely no intention of practicing equestrian honestly.
I thought it would be a good job to teach an intelligent man like Mr. Ning how to ride horses.
Now he was so regretful that his intestines were green.
Jiang Yang is already thinking about grandly introducing his brother Jiang He when Mr. Ning comes back. He is actually also good at equestrian.
Rather than asking Jiang He to replace him, let Jiang He help him take turns.
After all, he was always on tenterhooks and worried about the pressure of Mr. Ning and Ma Eryu breaking up. It was okay for a day or two, but after a long time, he really couldn't bear it.
If Mr. Ning fell off his horse due to a trance, he didn't know whether his master would blame him, but all the people in Jinling would probably spit at him when they saw him.
"Brother Jiang Yang, don't worry, fifth brother will not give up. He must have more important things to do in the city."
Ning Wuyu's assurance made Jiang Yang even more desperate to cry.
He felt that it would be the best choice for him, the horse, and himself for Mr. Ning to give up practicing equestrian skills.
