Chapter 46 - 1#

Once the initial worry passed, Jingzhe had already given up and stopped worrying about tomorrow.

After knowing Rong Jiu, Jingzhe became more and more accustomed to this. Without this, it would be difficult to calmly accept Rong Jiu’s recklessness.

Human acceptance is pushed to the limit time and time again, and then surprisingly finds out, oh my, it can go even lower.

There is a reckless pleasure.

Jingzhe was learning to ride a horse with Rong Jiu.

The first learning object was a tall horse, which was quite difficult for him, but it seemed to be the only choice.

Rong Jiu sat behind Jingzhe, teaching him how to hold the reins.

Rong Jiu’s voice was consistently cold and calm: “Don’t be too nervous, relax your fingers.”

Jingzhe’s fingers were terribly nervous, subconsciously clutching the reins, refusing to let go no matter what.

He muttered: “Have to hold tight, yet have to relax, I don’t have this ability yet.” In the final analysis, it was because this horse was too tall.

Its character wasn’t exactly docile, but because its master Rong Jiu was there, it was considered obedient. Occasionally, when Jingzhe gave a few inappropriate commands, it would reluctantly listen.

Jingzhe could feel the black horse’s perfunctoriness.

…Somewhat hurting his self-esteem.

Rong Jiu grabbed Jingzhe’s wrist from behind, his slightly cool fingers tapping on several spots on the back of his hand, and said lightly: “You need to exert force from these spots. Too tense, it strangles it uncomfortably, naturally it won’t listen to you.”

Then, he kicked Jingzhe’s foot, signaling him to exert force with his heels too, so as to grip the horse’s belly and drive the black horse to move.

Jingzhe listened, yes he listened, but move, he couldn’t move at all.

He usually rarely had this feeling of being crushed, but what Rong Jiu said, although understood intellectually, his limbs simply didn’t know how to coordinate.

Rong Jiu sighed with restraint: “Didn’t you say you understood?”

Jingzhe said dejectedly: “I did understand, but my hands and feet didn’t.”

This wasn’t reciting a book, where memorizing meant really memorizing. After remembering this, he still had to rely on physical coordination. Could that be easy?

Rong Jiu was silent for a while, his voice carrying a bit of irritability, and pressed Jingzhe to learn again. After confirming that he really remembered the essentials, he suddenly dismounted.

Jingzhe was startled, abruptly tightened the reins, and his legs gripped the horse’s belly.

The black horse stopped discontentedly, snorting several times, obviously hurt by Jingzhe’s action.

Jingzhe hurriedly touched Big Brother Black Horse’s mane and said humbly: “Sorry, sorry, got scared just now.”

Rong Jiu said coldly: “Why apologize? If you can’t learn it tonight, I’ll chop off its head when we get back.”

…Is this appropriate?

Jingzhe: “It’s me who can’t learn, what does it have to do with it?”

Rong Jiu’s tone was cold and gloomy, very unreasonable, “You can’t learn, if not its problem, whose problem could it be?”

“Of course it’s my problem!” Jingzhe argued for his Big Brother Black Horse, “It’s me who wants to learn, not its fault.”

Rong Jiu was like those troublesome elders who think if their own child can’t learn, it must be someone else’s fault… Wait, putting it this way, isn’t Rong Jiu the teacher?

He taught all this clearly, how could he blame the unlucky Big Brother Black Horse?

Don’t know if the black horse felt the master’s grim killing intent, but it was very honest afterwards. If Jingzhe wanted to go east, it went east; if west, it went west.

Under such high pressure, Jingzhe barely learned the most basic movements.

He knew clearly that this relied on the black horse’s cooperation. If it were another horse, what he couldn’t do, he still wouldn’t be able to do.

Jingzhe didn’t know how long he had been bumpy. The inner thighs hurt a bit burningly. This position was really awkward. He didn’t want to say it, so he endured it.

Only, don’t know how Rong Jiu saw it. Originally leading the black horse walking slowly, he suddenly stopped and reached out his hand towards Jingzhe.

Jingzhe didn’t react, tilting his head to look at him.

…Looking down at Rong Jiu like this, the moonlight fell entirely on him, making his already exquisite and magnificent face even more beautiful. Jingzhe couldn’t help but carefully reach out to touch.

At the eyebrows and eyes, rubbed slightly.

Rong Jiu closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be feeling the temperature of Jingzhe’s fingers. In the next instant, he looked at him again, his eyes unusually sharp, “Come down.”

Jingzhe: “So soon?”

He rode for a while. After barely mastering a little skill, he also became somewhat interested in horse riding.

Speaking of which, it was a bit fun.

“Don’t want your thigh meat anymore?” Rong Jiu said coldly, “If you don’t come down, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

Jingzhe was startled, immediately stopped the black horse, and tried to dismount.

Who would have thought that Rong Jiu’s two arms pinched Jingzhe’s waist, lifted him high up like lifting a doll, and put him lightly on the ground.

Jingzhe stumbled, almost lost his balance, and shamefully grabbed Rong Jiu’s sleeve.

It was fine before coming down, but once down, he felt his two legs seemed not his own. Moving them made them feel a bit weak.

Rong Jiu: “Let me see.” He always acted faster than words, his fingers already grabbing Jingzhe’s trousers.

Jingzhe was frightened by his unprovoked action, quickly grabbed Rong Jiu’s wrist, and then shook his head desperately.

“I’m fine, I’m really fine.”

In broad daylight… well, with the sky as curtain and earth as mat, how could one strip people’s clothes randomly? Stripping outer clothes was one thing, but touching the trousers so accurately, what was the logic!

Rong Jiu snorted coldly: “Fine? Then run two steps for me to see now?”

Jingzhe: “…After riding a horse, isn’t it normal for legs and feet to be unable to walk… Ahhh don’t strip my trousers!”

Before he finished his words, Rong Jiu’s movement was already very fast, two fingers had already probed in.

He swore he had never worked so hard in his life, purely for the innocence of a pair of trousers!!

Jingzhe exhausted all his strength to suppress Rong Jiu’s fingers, his voice trembling: “Do you know your behavior, if not… our kind… you are harassing, understand?”

Rong Jiu said slowly: “If not what… lover relationship?” That slightly rising tail sound, carrying a little ambiguous sigh, made Jingzhe shudder unexpectedly.

His ears almost went numb.

Jingzhe was angry and anxious, “You did it on purpose.”

Clearly knowing that Jingzhe had no resistance to his face and voice, he deliberately used these two moves to fool him every time!

Jingzhe gritted his teeth: “I want to do it myself.”

Rong Jiu: “Really want to do it yourself?”

Jingzhe nodded heavily.

Rong Jiu finally withdrew his hand. He rummaged in a cloth bag on the black horse’s back, fished out a bottle exactly the same as before, and handed it to Jingzhe. Then, another water bag, and a wiping towel.

That cloth bag seemed to have everything, prepared very thoroughly.

Carrying these few things, Jingzhe was planning to find a hidden place around to check and apply medicine, but Rong Jiu hooked Jingzhe’s belt and said lazily: “Apply it here.”

For a moment, Jingzhe thought he heard wrong.

He pointed at himself silently.

Rong Jiu nodded as a matter of course.

Jingzhe kicked Rong Jiu and staggered away.

However, no matter how far Jingzhe walked, footsteps would follow unhurriedly behind him, like a persevering ghost.

Jingzhe was annoyed, looked back at him, and saw Rong Jiu with his hands behind his back, leading the horse, looking quite leisurely.

Jingzhe: “…You turn around.” The tone sounded like a compromise.

Although forced.

Rong Jiu pushed his luck: “I want to watch.”

Jingzhe lowered his head, took off his shoes, and threw them at Rong Jiu.

Rong Jiu didn’t dodge either, raised his hand to catch the shoe, and said casually: “Why not throw the other one over too.”

Then, that cold tone carried a bit of strange satisfaction.

“You can’t walk barefoot either.”

Jingzhe closed his eyes, inhaled, exhaled.

Inhaled again, exhaled.

After calming down a few times like this, he gritted his teeth: “Sit down for me.”

He knew the principle of retreating one step leading to retreating every step.

But what to do when you can’t twist the thigh?

If really pulling back and forth with Rong Jiu, Jingzhe suspected it could last until the next morning.

Rong Jiu listened to this sentence.

Seeing the wild grass cover Rong Jiu’s legs, Jingzhe hesitated, then squatted down, secretly took off his trousers, checked his thigh roots, and sure enough, there was some skin abrasion.

But discovered quickly, not considered very serious.

“Catch.”

A cold voice sounded, and then, Jingzhe was hit on the head by a ball of soft stuff.

He exclaimed, looked down and searched, finding it was a cloth strip specially for bandaging wounds.

Jingzhe looked back and glared at Rong Jiu. Seeing him still sitting honestly, he turned back again, puffing and blowing to clean his wound and apply medicine.

The small piece that fell on the ground was torn off by Jingzhe, and then he bandaged a few rounds around the wound.

If the injury was elsewhere, Jingzhe certainly wouldn’t be so careful. It was really awkward at the thigh roots, friction would occur upon movement. Better to hurt the calf.

Jingzhe finally finished, hurriedly put on his trousers, and while struggling with shoes, heard rustling footsteps coming.

Rong Jiu walked to Jingzhe, squatted down, looked at his un-worn shoes and socks, and cursed in a low voice: “Clumsy.”

Jingzhe secretly kicked him again: “Only you would say that.” Who else didn’t say he was smart and serious?

Only Rong Jiu called him a fool all day long.

Rong Jiu flicked Jingzhe’s forehead and said lightly: “Just riding a horse, can’t learn, and got hurt like this. If not stupid, what is it?”

Jingzhe was a bit unconvinced: “Then did you learn it immediately at the beginning?”

“I indeed learned it when I first learned.” Rong Jiu said while lowering his head to put on shoes for Jingzhe.

After all, the other shoe was still in his hand.

Don’t know if Jingzhe was forced to get used to Rong Jiu’s occasional behavior, or he had already given up and couldn’t be bothered to pull back and forth with Rong Jiu on these matters. Seeing Rong Jiu put on shoes for him, his hands even itched to secretly touch Rong Jiu’s hair.

Jingzhe’s hair was much softer than before. This was still under his laziness, occasionally remembering to painstakingly apply oil… Even so, his hair turned black little by little. Compared to the previous dryness, now touching it, it was actually a bit smooth.

But no matter what, it still couldn’t compare to the silkiness of Rong Jiu’s hair.

Jingzhe touched a few times, couldn’t help but touch again.

While touching, he retorted: “Yes, yes, Lord Rong Jiu has unparalleled talent in riding and archery, this lowly one can’t catch up even by whipping the horse.”

Rong Jiu finished putting on the shoes, took a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then bent down to pull Jingzhe up.

Jingzhe looked at the handkerchief Rong Jiu casually threw away, revealing an expression hard to describe.

…Really a spendthrift.

“No need to keep it.” Rong Jiu said casually, “If you want, I’ll give you some when we get back.”

Saying some, maybe a box.

Jingzhe: “No need, the previous rewards from Qianming Palace filled my small room. Huiping almost had no place to put his things.”

He felt it was extravagant and wasteful, but on Rong Jiu, it probably wasn’t worth much money. Rong Jiu’s living habits were very different from Jingzhe’s, so conflict was normal.

He rarely tangled on these matters.

Jingzhe: “But Rong Jiu, you are not a good teacher.”

Rong Jiu looked at him, seeing Jingzhe with hands behind back, shaking his head and saying.

“You look fierce, but actually, when teaching me, you didn’t even let go of the rope, teaching hand in hand. This makes me always want to rely on you.”

The black horse was really too tall. As a beginner, it was normal for Jingzhe to be afraid.

The more Rong Jiu stayed by his side, the easier it was for Jingzhe to cling to him. Not to mention riding by himself, even encountering a little trouble, he would subconsciously look at Rong Jiu.

Jingzhe noticed this small problem himself and tried to correct it.

But people are unreasonable when afraid.

Rong Jiu said slowly: “The first time I got on a horse, that horse was startled. The martial arts master didn’t have time to hold it, and it rushed out directly.”

That was, Rong Jiu’s first time at the racecourse. He had only heard the martial arts master say once how to hold the reins tight, how to mount and dismount, how to grip the horse’s belly.

Just when the horse was running wildly, the saddle broke.

It could be said, when it rains, it pours.

He grabbed the reins deadly, lowered his body, almost lying on the horse’s back, then seized the gap, threw the reins away, wrapped around the horse’s neck, and immediately pulled it.

That crazy horse reared up high, trying to throw him off. But until the martial arts master caught up, his hands didn’t let go.

Even though they were worn to bleeding, flesh and blood blurred, when finally saved, he strangled that horse alive.

From that day on, Rong Jiu learned how to ride a horse.

Speaking of this, Rong Jiu nodded, agreeing with what Jingzhe just said, “Indeed, only ruthless people can be teachers.”

Rong Jiu was a person who could be ruthless, only on Jingzhe’s matter, having patience that ordinary people found difficult to possess.

After listening, Jingzhe was silent for a while, then said.

“Then I think, your way of teaching is still quite good.” He subconsciously touched Rong Jiu’s palm.

As if after many years, still feeling a bit distressed for that scar healed long ago.