| | Broken Rainbow Golden Hook (16th Dec 22 at 1:29am UTC) | | Zhu Laodang agreed. At this time, the evening clouds closed, and the moon was on the curtain. They all sat up and said goodbye to Zuo Xiang. They went to the yuantong Inn, which was not far from Bajingtai, to have a rest. There was nothing to say for the whole night. On the second day, Yue Wenxiang, Du Yingjun, and Sun Zhuoru left the shop and went their separate ways. Yesterday, Yue Wenxiang heard Martial Uncle say that Nangong Girl was such a good method. He was so excited that his heart was tied to the girl. For several days in a row, he ran all over the temples, temples, teahouses, and taverns in the city, but there was no sign of Nangong Girl. He couldn't help feeling lost and confused. This day Yue Xiaoxia, dressed like a Confucian scholar, strolled through the streets and alleys of the city to enjoy the city scenery. Unconsciously, he came to the corner of the horse market street. Suddenly, he heard a horse's neigh, which was clear to his ears. His heart moved and he stepped in. He saw only a tall horse in the third fence on the left side of the street. It was covered with dust. He thought it was an abnormal nature. It was covered with whip marks and no one took care of it. It looked thin. Jumping and galloping in the circle, he ran round and round, holding his head high and making a long hiss from time to time. Yue Wenxiang thought to himself, "There is Bole in the world, and then there is a thousand-mile horse. That's all right. It's obviously a thousand-mile horse, but it doesn't know the Lord. It's a mess here in vain." As soon as the horse dealer saw a customer coming,ultrasonic welding transducer, he said, "Childe, do you want to buy a horse?"? There are Mongolian horses, Kouma horses, Sichuan horses and Yunnan horses in the circle. The price is very reasonable. I wonder which one the childe likes? Yue Wenxiang stretched out his hand and said, "It's this one." As soon as the horse dealer stuck out his tongue, he shook his hand and said, "Don't be ridiculous. It's better not to ride this horse. To tell you the truth, I don't know how much money the little one has lost for this fierce horse."? He ate a lot. In the past,ultrasonic sonochemistry machine, there were many guests who liked this horse. However, this horse was very bad. After riding on it for a while, he turned down and fell down with a broken bone. He was so angry that he didn't ask any more questions. Even his food is too lazy to take care of it. I think you'd better have another horse, Childe. "It doesn't matter," said Yue Wenxiang with a smile. "Let me try." Then he stepped into the fence, and the horse dealer, with a bitter face, stood far outside the circle. As soon as the horse saw Yue Wenxiang come in, he held his head high and hung up his front hooves, making a gesture to step on people. Yue Wenxiang was also silent, just standing with his hands in the circle and smiling. The horse had not seen Yue Wenxiang forward for a long time, and his strength was a little more relaxed than before. The horse's head was high and looked at Xiaoxia, as if observing the movement. In this way, he held each other for about half an hour. Xiaoxia gave a slight roar and shook his The horse seemed taken aback! As soon as he landed, the horse stood upright, and after landing, ultrasonic sonochemistry machine ,ultrasonic dispersing machine, there was a somersault. Yue Wenxiang seemed to be sticking to the horse, and he did not move at all. It was very beautiful. After jumping like this for a long time, the horse calmed down and walked slowly in the circle. Xiaoxia saw that he had been tamed. He jumped off the horse and called over to the horse dealer and said, "Give him double the food and wash it clean. How much silver does it cost?"? Tell me. When the horse dealer saw him tame the horse, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't you see that you have such a good skill?"? Rare rare, how dare the small price? Let's do this! "Childe can give it at will, as long as the small one is enough." Yue Wenxiang took out an ingot of gold from his bosom, about half of it, and gave it to the horse dealer. The horse dealer was so happy that he bowed and bowed again and again. At that time, prices were extremely cheap. One stone of rice only needed 1,400 coins. Wouldn't half of the gold make a small fortune? After a while, the horse had been fed, and the horse dealer brought a bucket of water to wash the whole body of the horse. Yue Wenxiang could not help but give a cry. It turned out that once the horse was washed, it was covered with hair like splashing ink, and there was no stray hair. It was a "dark cloud covering the sun" BMW. He was so ecstatic that he ordered the horse dealer to put on the saddle, take the reins, and slowly walk out of the East Gate, loosening the bones and muscles of the BMW.
Standing in front of the slope outside the East Gate, Yue Wenxiang patted his horse and turned his eyes to the blue sky, which seemed to recall the past. His eyes blurred, and the graceful figure of the Nangong girl smiled. He glanced at the passing expression and appeared in front of him. He unconsciously intoned: "The spring waves on the sad bridge are green. It was once a startled swan that came to me." Suddenly "plop" a sound, suddenly woke up, the original is driving the donkey cart to drive the car downhill, I also feel funny, how so distracted today? Let's go, take the reins, fly to the horse, the horse "Xi Yu" a long hiss, four hooves a vertical, has jumped down the slope and ran to the official road. Sure enough, the horse was a thousand-mile horse. Its feet were like flying, and it was as fast as the wind and lightning. It had already run eight or nine miles away. Yue Wenxiang loved it very much. As soon as the reins were reined in, the horse suddenly stopped. It was as steady as a rock, and it did not move. Xiaoxia was overjoyed. He patted the horse's back with his hand. The horse was really sensitive. He raised the horse's head sideways and stroked Xiaoxia's palm for a while. Then Xiaoxia raised his whip and rode away slowly. In July in southern Jiangxi, the sun was scorching like fire, and the paddy fields along the road were rising in waves of hot air. The sun was so hot that the Kang rose from the ground. Walking barefoot only made the feet sting. By this time, it was nearly noon, and pedestrians were almost extinct, but the leaves and willow branches along the road were motionless, and there was no wind at all. Only the sound of summer cicadas rose and fell one after another, breaking the silence of death. Suddenly I heard the splashing sound of horses' hooves in the distance behind me. Xiaoxia hurriedly looked back and saw four tall horses riding in the distance. The clouds were flying and the fog was rolling in, but the flying sand was all over the sky and the world of mortals was rolling in (according to the red earth geology of southern Jiangxi). The momentum was really amazing. Suddenly, from far to near, about a stone's throw away from Xiaoxia, he saw clearly that the four men were lying on horseback, raising their whips high and driving the horses with repeated sounds. The four men were all wearing big bamboo hats and blue cloth jackets and trousers. The cuffs were tied up to the shoulders. They were all twisted with muscles and chestnuts. Their faces were ferocious. They all had weapons on their bodies. Xiaoxia thought to himself, "These men don't seem to be a good way." Can not help but stop watching the horse. When the four of them saw Xiaoxia stopped riding and looked at them, they seemed to pull the reins with the same intention. The four horses raised their front hooves and stopped in an instant. One of them had a copper face and a scar mark on his left cheek. He glared at Xiaoxia fiercely. Seeing that Xiaoxia was dressed like a playboy and riding a good horse, he could not help showing contempt on his face. He said to himself, "It's a hot day." Still have the heart to visit the mountains and rivers, is really a bit dull, well,ultrasonic molten metal, the horse is a swift horse, but it is a pity to fall into the hands of this sour Ding, is not a mess? 。 fycgsonic.com | |
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