The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

On the eastern outskirts of Old Beijing, the western capital, there is a piece of private woodland belonging to Mr. Weng Zhongsi, Mr. Weng.

Zhongsi is an official position, neither high nor low in the court, and is on the fourth rank.After Mrs. Weng abdicated, he returned to Xidu to take care of himself. Most of the children and grandchildren of the Weng family were promising. They became officials through scientific examinations. Those with high positions served as third-rank county guards. The lowest was also a seventh-rank county magistrate. family.Only one grandson, Weng Huan, was fond of playing and didn't like reading since he was a child, and he is still dawdling in the government school to this day.The family wanted to send him to the Imperial Academy in Kyoto, but Mrs. Weng knew very well that with the habits of his precious grandson, he might not even know how he would drown in the deep sea in Kyoto.It's better to stay with him and let him toss about, and the storms he will stir up are limited.

Mr. Weng Huan is very fond of Juju, so he asked someone to carve out a large open space in the forest in the eastern suburbs, dedicated to Juju training ground.

Li Kuang personally accompanied Song Wei to meet Mr. Weng in the eastern suburbs.Boss Li rode a good-natured horse, and Song Xiaolang rode his donkey.Li Kuang meant to temporarily lend him a horse to travel.

Song smiled: "With your speed, my donkey can't catch up? Riding a horse is also a waste."

Li Kuang thought that the Weng Mansion must have already prepared enough horses, so he stopped insisting.

After arriving at the forest land of Weng's family, Li Kuang said to Weng Huan, "Young Master Weng, this is the brother of Song Wei and Song Miao whom I mentioned the day before yesterday."

When Weng Huan saw the donkey that Song Wei was riding, he couldn't help but sneered.Then he glanced up and down, and squinted at Li Kuang: "Just like killing a chicken for nothing, killing him on a horse? Is he riding a horse or a horse riding him, ah? Hahaha..." All the followers around him also laughed loudly.

Song Wei waited for them to laugh enough, and then said to Li Kuang: "Brother Mingda, Mr. Weng didn't like me, I'm sorry for wasting your time." After speaking, she turned around and left on the donkey.

Everyone was stunned.Weng Huan shouted: "Hey! You, Song, what are you doing, why are you so rude?"

Song Wei turned around and said, "Reciprocity is a matter of etiquette. Mr. Weng Shicai doesn't see me right now, so I don't know how to show etiquette." Having said that, the man bowed on the donkey's back, "Mr. Wei bids farewell to the young master, I am sorry that I am not qualified enough to catch the young master's insight."

Weng Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are quite interesting. If you come here like this, you will leave without giving it a try?"

Song Wei's face showed joy: "My lord, would you like me to have a try?"

Weng Huan came to his senses, laughed, and scolded with a smile: "Damn! You've come full circle, don't you just want me to let you have a try?"

Song Wei jumped off the donkey's back, cupped his hands and saluted: "Thank you Mr. Weng."

Weng Huan pointed to the stables on the other side: "Go and pick out a horse by yourself, and find the bridle, saddle and stirrup by yourself, and come here when you're done."

Song Wei stayed in the stable for more than half an hour, and finally led a gray horse out.

No one was waiting for him outside, and they all continued their practice.Weng Huan is short and fat, and his motor nerves are not developed, so he can't play by himself, but his theoretical knowledge is extremely rich. As long as he has nothing else to do, he will spend time in the training ground and personally guide him off the court.

When everyone saw the horse that Song Wei pulled out, they all had strange expressions on their faces.Mr. Weng laughed: "Ha! You actually chose this guy! This guy is just a big slob. All the horse hunters said that he has good qualifications, so I bought it. Who knows that whenever he goes on stage, there will be no moths, shit. It pissed, writhed and went crazy, ran wildly after being whipped, and when it was time to feed, it came back again! Throw it in the stable, don’t mention how safe and honest it is, it’s hard to get it to work hard..."

Song smiled and said: "It's actually not in a good mood, just coax it. If Mr. Weng doesn't mind, I need a little time to get familiar with it. I'll try again in the afternoon. Is it okay?"

Weng Huan had been completely whetted by him at this time, and immediately agreed.

Song Wei brushed the gray horse carefully with a brush, petting and whispering while brushing.Um Ang was grazing by himself, but when he found out that the master had a new favorite, he ran over with small steps, rubbing against Song Wei non-stop.Song Wei had to touch the horse with one hand and the donkey with the other, which was a bit overwhelming.

When Weng Huan and the others saw this scene, they laughed again.

Song Wei went to the corridor to find the servant who was in charge of feeding the horses, and instructed him how to prepare the food.The servant was ordered around by him, and finally prepared the feed he wanted.Song Wei led the horse to the side of the trough and fed it himself.Er Ang came over to grab some food, but was knocked three feet away by the gray horse.Not daring to come any closer, "Hmm, eh, ang" yelled aggrievedly.

Seeing that the horse was eating happily, Song Wei turned to comfort the donkey, and said to the donkey's ear: "Okay, okay, you are the elder brother, and it is the younger brother. If you talk about it for a while, you still expect it to work hard. You should give way first. Go back at night." I promise to give you extra meals, there is no such thing."

Seeing this scene, others burst into laughter again.Weng Huan is the most playful one, and said to Li Kuang: "Boss Li, you brother is really fun, even if he can't ride well, I will stay. What's his name?"

Li Kuang hurriedly said respectfully: "My surname is Song, my name is Weizhi, and my surname is Miaozhi. I'm from Fanfang. There is only one widowed mother in my family. First, he worked in a Persian restaurant on Fanbo Street in Xishi. Boldly recommend it to Mr. Weng."

In the afternoon, the leader of the shooting team presided over the assessment of Song Wei.It doesn't matter that Song Wei has no experience in bow-jumping in the past, as long as his equestrian skills are good enough and his reaction is fast enough, he can get started in a short time.The biggest difference between currying and horse racing is that the horse's flexibility and agility are more required than speed and endurance, which quite tests the rider's control ability.Of course, it is also quite a test of the rider's own response speed and agility.Therefore, the content of the assessment mainly has two parts, one is obstacle running and the other is avoidance running.The so-called obstacle course is similar to the later equestrian obstacle course, which requires the rider to control the horse to jump vertically and horizontally, circle left and right, and reach the finish line from the starting point within the specified time without destroying the obstacles.The so-called dodge run means that the rider is riding a horse and holding a club in the middle of the flat ground, and people around him are throwing sandbags at him. The rider should try to avoid sandbags hitting himself or the horse.The sandbag was stained with toner, and hit a black lump.

An hour later, Song Wei passed the first part with a perfect score half a quarter of an hour earlier, and completed the second part with a score of 120 out of [-].This is also the best result since the newcomer assessment of the Weng Mansion Kyuju team.

Panting for breath, Song Wei inspected the ink blob on the horse, and said, "If I get more familiar with it, I can definitely avoid it."

Because he hid too quickly and deftly, the throwers became more and more tricky.Although it was his first time to participate, he could tell that those big men all competed with him later on.This is a good thing.Sure enough, after the assessment was over, no one looked at him with the previous disdainful and laughing expression.

Weng Huan raised his eyebrows with joy: "Great! Another general is added! Song Miaozhi, right? It's really wonderful!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pat the gray horse, "No matter how many people can drive this beast, how come you are like this? Be obedient." Before he stretched out his hand, the horse had twisted its buttocks, raised its hooves, and ran to the other side.

Weng Huan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "From today onwards, this beast will belong to you!"

Song Weidao: "May I ask Mr. Weng what you mean by 'It's mine'?"

"It's yours, it's yours. You can take it away at any time, but you must use it for daily practice and kicking."

Song Wei showed a embarrassed look: "I'm afraid I can't afford it..."

"It's okay, it's okay, you can store it here. Don't worry, when we win the match next month, you can afford it."

Song Wei smiled and thanked immediately.This young son of the Weng family is as straightforward as Li Kuang described, and if he has the right temper, he can say anything.It is said that this person also has a problem that is very beneficial to followers, that is, to protect his shortcomings.Because Mrs. Weng often disciplined him, Weng Huan’s entertainment money was far inferior to that of Xue Changshi’s brothers and sisters, so the monthly salary and bonuses given to the Juju players were quite different from Xue’s family, but he still recruited many good players. This shows his ability to win people's hearts.

Song Wei asked Weng Huan: "Does this horse have a name?"

"No one is willing to ride it. Where did it get its name? If it weren't for your coincidence, I should have sold it when I was free. Since it belongs to you, you can give it a name."

"Then let's call it 'De Da', which matches my donkey 'Em Ang'."

Weng Huan looked at him with his mouth open, and then laughed loudly: "Song, Song Miaozhi, you are so wonderful, you are really a wonderful person, haha..."

Next, Song Wei leaned on the left and leaned on the right, watching the Juju players of Weng Mansion play a practice match from the sidelines, and fell in love with this unrestrained sport almost immediately.

After negotiating terms with Weng Huan and setting a time, Song Wei and Li Kuang laughed and talked all the way back.

I talked to Song Manji at night, but my mother strongly opposed it.He knew that Song Manji would definitely object, so he had prepared several sets of excuses in advance, but he never thought that his saliva would be dry, and his mother would not listen at all, and only categorically said: No, there is no reason.It is very troublesome for women to be unreasonable.However, Song Wei has always felt that her mother is savage, she has never been an unreasonable woman, and suddenly she became like this, which is especially troublesome.

After thinking about it, the most likely reason is nothing more than feeling dangerous.Playing polo is indeed a very dangerous sport. Even if you are a veteran for many years, it is not impossible to break your arms and legs in an accident, or even be kicked and trampled to death by a horse.However, this kind of probabilistic danger is nothing to Song Wei. When a person is unlucky, he can choke to death if he drinks cold water, and he will only come if he is afraid of it. It is not as good as a bachelor.

After a long time, Song Wei was also annoyed, and said to Song Manji: "Mother, if I didn't know that you were not happy, I would have made an agreement with Mu Qiye to go with the caravan next year."

Song Manji screamed: "How dare you!"

Song Wei smiled wryly: "I don't dare. Dare I go there too? Didn't I come back all the time?"

Song Manji picked up the bronze mirror on the table and made a gesture to hit him.In the end, he patted it back on the table, trembling with anger, and tears came down: "You careless debt collector! Which one is not the son of a high-ranking and wealthy Wang Sun who is playing the execution? Who are you? Who are they? Can you play together? If something goes wrong, do you want your mother’s life? Last time you messed with Dugu Mansion, the lesson is not enough for you? You still have the guts to provoke these people, you, you..."

Song Wei hugged her mother: "Okay, okay, I won't go if I don't want to go. Why don't I listen to my mother?"

Song Manji gradually calmed down, and after a while, she said bitterly: "I don't know that you are a bastard, you must play tricks behind my back! You have grown up, your wings have hardened, and you have learned to lie to you face to face and back!" mother……"

Song Wei lowered her head in embarrassment, pretending to be obedient and keeping silent.

Song Manji was very helpless, which mother could tie her 20-year-old son by her side?What's more, aside from being playful, naughty and lazy, Song Wei is really a good son.

Wiping away tears, he asked, "Which family did you just say?"

As soon as Song Wei heard that there was something interesting, she immediately replied obediently: "It's Weng Zhongsi, Mr. Weng, a very decent family. I have met Young Master Weng, and he is very forthright. Mother, this matter, I am actually doing it for Uncle Mai's restaurant with me. Delivery is the same, he pays me wages, I work for him, there is no such complicated relationship as you think." Peeping at Song Manji's face, he continued, "The biggest difference is probably that it is delivered for Uncle Mai's wine shop. Goods, I don’t think it’s very interesting, so I have to have fun. I think it’s very interesting to kill, it’s really happy.”

From the next day, Song Wei formally resigned from her job at the Persian Restaurant, and joined Weng Huan's shooting team, going to the forest in the eastern suburbs for training every day.In all ways of having fun, he can always show superhuman understanding.His own riding skills are top-notch, and after getting acquainted with Deda, he has almost reached the point where a horse and a horse are in harmony, which is extremely advantageous in the arena.

Deda, this guy is indeed a big slob, even with Song Wei taking good care of him, he would only move for half a day no matter what.After two hours passed, no matter how coaxed she didn't lift her leg.Song Wei took the opportunity to rest and watch others practice.Every time Weng Huan saw him lying on the grass, with a donkey on the left and a horse on the right, biting the grass roots and applauding, he felt that he ordered the horse to strike deliberately, but there was nothing he could do.

A month later, the bow match between Weng's Mansion and Xue's Mansion was held as scheduled.Song Wei is very aware of her weakness and lack of physical strength and endurance, so she preemptively strikes, and hits a few goals in a row with lightning speed, laying a good start for her team and boosting morale.The two sides were equal in strength, and the score was very tight. Near the end, the others were holding the rope with one hand and swinging the stick with the other. Song Wei let go of the reins, stood upright, swung the stick with both hands, and intercepted the ball abruptly from mid-air. Hit the hole without mistake to win the tiebreaker.

It was Xue Sanlang, the third son of Xue's family, who was intercepted by him from the front of the goal.Song Wei was so absorbed in the game that he only saw the shadow of the ball in his eyes, and didn't care about the burning eyes at all.

That night, Weng Huan hosted a banquet in Liqinglou, the largest brothel in Changlefang, to celebrate.After drinking until their ears were hot, everyone looked for their favorite Meijiao Niang to spend the night. The boss paid the bill, and the night's wages were deducted from the bonus.Two of them are good friends from Mr. Weng's school, and they are also the sons of nobles.Sex with prostitutes is an elegant and extravagant consumption. An ordinary girl can sleep for 1000 or [-] a night.

Seeing Song Wei sitting still, Weng Huan smiled and said, "Why, there is no one Miao Zhi likes?"

Song smiled and said, "My lord knows everything."

Weng Huan clapped his hands and called the bustard: "Which lady is still waiting?"

Ordinary girls, those who didn't ask for their names specifically, have a beautiful name, and they are naturally outstanding.

The old bustard thought it was Weng Huan who wanted it herself, so she said, "My mother is here. Mr. Xue San was supposed to come, but later he sent a message that he couldn't come. Don't be in the mood to entertain him. If Mr. Weng, of course..."

Weng Huan patted the table: "Success!" Turning to Song Wei, she said with a smile, "I'll give you an extra ten thousand, but whether you can be the guest of a beautiful woman depends on your ability, don't tell her to come out. "

Song Wei recorded his first victory in the Ju competition, and the bonus was ten copper coins, that is, ten thousand.It can be seen from this that the starting price of this little girl's overnight stay is [-].

Song Wei turned his head and thought for a while, then smiled: "Thank you so much, Young Master Nineteen."

Weng Huan ranks nineteenth in the family, and everyone around him calls him that.

The author has something to say: Don’t worry about the supporting roles anymore, the names of the supporting roles on the homepage are because they must be filled in when opening a hole, and I happened to only think of these two names at the time...

In addition, don't worry about changing offense, it's because of him, he won't change... Xiao Houye will appear in the next chapter, and Song Xiaoyin's peach blossoms are blooming haha!

I would like to thank the rock and roll pro for her long review "From Judgment to Drip", which is so timely and popular!