I was Idle and Cool Chapter 16: First impression

"The unworthy person...the real general?"

Xue Minglang didn't quite understand it.

In fact, she has read a lot of books, taught by her mother since she was a child.

She also has an extraordinary talent for reading, and feels that the world in the book is much simpler than the real world.

Like her father, like her mother, or even like...

Right now.

It is written in the book that when a good horse encounters a bright master, it will become very obedient.

She can understand this.

But Xue Tingzhi's words seem to have the same meaning, but she sounds like a cloud of five miles.

Maybe it's because he couldn't understand the unpredictable look on the face of this younger brother, or maybe it was because he couldn't figure out the meaning hidden in the words. It seems to be full of admiration, as if smug, as if sentimental about the past...

Xue Minglang frowned and muttered, "What do you mean, I'm not worthy of the wind? Are you complimenting your father or yourself?"

Hearing this, Xue Tingzhi did not answer for the time being.

His eyes fell on the large brush that was constantly walking on the horse's body, calm and deep.

It wasn't until the leaked emotions were subdued bit by bit that he quietly said: "It's exaggerating the general. As for you, you are still too young. When you grow up, you will have your own horse, but It won't be a gale."

But she only likes the wind.

Because it's the horse of her almost unremarkable father.

Although it was blind in one left eye, it is said that Xue Kuang's sword was drawn from the ruins of thousands of troops.

Xue Minglang's mood suddenly dropped, her delicate eyebrows and eyes also drooped down, and her long eyelashes covered the divine light in her eyes.

She slowly put her hands into a large wooden basin full of water.

If she hadn't touched it herself, she wouldn't have known that the water just drawn from the well was actually warmer than the air outside.

"Then why did my father name such a good horse Da Feng?" She said in a muffled voice, "This name is too common."

"The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying; the Weijia Sea, return to the hometown; the warriors of Ander, guard the four directions..."

Xue Tingzhi's voice sounded a little hoarse.

But charming.

His brush has just the right amount of strength, as if he's been adept at it for over a decade.

"If you've been outside the Great Wall, you know how good this name is."

"When it snows in late autumn, the yellow sand on the Gobi will be covered by the white snow falling from the sky, like a bed of goose down."

"When the moon comes out at night, you stand on the city wall, take a torch and take a picture, it's all white."

"I can't see the shadow of the Gobi, I can't see the rolling yellow sand, there is only snow in the world, only the wind..."

"If you ride it, carry a bow and knife, and run on the snow field."

"It threw its hooves off and stepped on the snow. It was heavy, but it made you feel very light. It was like a gust of wind carrying a heavy snow, and it blew through the snow. When it ran past, it rolled If the snow falls, it will cover the marks of the horse's hoofs, and it will not be visible at all..."

It seems like a straight tone, but it gives people a strange attraction.

After Xue Tingzhi said this, he didn't speak any more, just touched the horse's head and smiled slightly.

"The wind..."

Xue Minglang was stunned for a while.

He was talking about his father, right?

The snow was full of bows and knives. He rode a horse and crossed the majestic sand and snow outside the city...

In the yard, no one spoke for a while.

Only the sound of brushes brushing over the horse added to the silence.

The twilight on the sky has gradually been covered.

After brushing the last horse's leg, Xue Tingzhi looked at the sky and only said to her: "It's getting late, although Madam's illness is getting better, you should go back."

This is a very normal sentence.

Unexpectedly, when Xue Minglang heard it, it seemed as if someone had poked him somewhere, and he stretched out his hand and patted it into the wooden basin, and a splash of water splashed!

"Don't worry about it!"

The voice is sharp and the demeanor is sharper.

It's like a sharp thorn that suddenly sticks out, coming off guard.

She was a cute little girl just now, but she suddenly became a little arrogant and arrogant.

Xue Tingzhi frowned secretly, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with Xue Minglang recently, so he wanted to ask: "You..."

"Cough! Cough!"

A vigorous cough suddenly came from the door.

Xue Tingzhi and Xue Minglang in the corner of the courtyard were almost taken aback and looked back.

At the door, there are three people standing at some point.

The one who was coughing hard and his face flushed was Lin'an, a book boy who was winking at them; the other two were naturally Lu Jinxi and Bailu.

At the moment when he saw the person coming, Xue Minglang, who was still squatting on the ground, immediately stood up, and a surprised smile appeared on the bottom of his face, which made his whole face bright.

As soon as her feet moved, she immediately wanted to run over, like before, and threw herself into her arms.

The moment she took the first step, the words she heard outside the window echoed in her mind...

The steps taken are instantly stiff.

Even with the smile on her face that she hasn't taken back, she stiffens.

Xue Minglang stood for a long time, trembling for a while, the blood on his face faded, unable to control himself, he took a step back and almost stepped on the wooden basin next to him.

The water in the basin shook and splashed wet her boots.

Lu Jinxi naturally stood at the door for a while.

She didn't say anything, she listened quietly, wondering what the brothers and sisters were talking about, but where did she think of it, she forgot that there was something bad going on behind her.

Lin'an, the book boy, was the one they had just met at the door.

He was standing at the back at the moment, with his hands stuck on his neck, his face flushed from coughing, but when Lu Jinxi turned his head to look, he could easily see his tender eyes, his undisguised guilt.

Obviously, for fear that the two children in the corner of the courtyard would say something wrong, they coughed and reminded them at critical moments.

Lu Jinxi looked at him, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, with a faint cool smile, and half-truthfully praised him: "You are very loyal to the master..."

Lin'an was so frightened that his heart beat faster and he was sweating wildly.

He didn't know what he was going to say, let alone what he should say, so he had to show an embarrassed, seemingly simple and honest smile at the legendary second grandmother.

Humph.

A person who pretends to be honest.

Lu Jinxi snorted coldly in her heart, but she didn't bother to bother with him. She walked directly with the egret and walked towards the corner. She saw Xue Minglang at first sight and frowned.

I was far apart just now, and I couldn't see what was going on on her body, but now I can see it clearly, she was covered in mud and half of her cuffs were wet.

The weather is still cold, and the winter has not yet passed.

How could a seven-year-old girl do this?

She took off the snow fox fur cloak she was wearing, and walked up to her, wanting to put it on her: "The weather is so cold, I don't need to add more clothes when I come out, how can I still—"

"Don't worry about it!"

But before she could get close, Xue Minglang suddenly shouted.

She tensed up and looked at her resistingly, as if she was staring at some enemy, her eyes turned red, but something quickly passed in her eyes.

Before Lu Jinxi could react, she pushed her away and ran away: "I don't care about you!"

"Sister Lang!"

The egret standing behind Lu Jinxi didn't expect this at all, and was stunned for a while before reaching out to stop it.

But Xue Minglang was wearing small, handy boots and ran very fast. How could she stop her in time?

With just such a mistake, Xue Minglang ran out of the door like a gust of wind and disappeared.

This was far beyond Lu Jinxi's expectations.

She still held the snow fox fur cloak that had just been shaken off in her hand, and slowly turned her head to look at the door, her eyes flashed a bit of confusion and a bit of deep thought.

The mountain-like eyebrows slowly tightened.

Although it was only a momentary contact, Lu Jinxi could already see that Xue Minglang was very resistant to her, and even blurted out "Don't worry about it", which made her hairy.

If I remember correctly, people's comments on Sister Lang are not like this.

Knowledge and reasonableness, although she is squeamish, she is only a little more lively than Sister Li, and she is definitely not stubborn or even rebellious.

Lu Jinxi pondered for a moment, then only handed the cloak in her hand to the egret, and said, "She doesn't seem to be willing to pay attention to me, you chase it out and see, don't let anything happen. If you can't find anyone, just take the right card, Search for me in Manfu."

"Yes."

The egret was also in a panic at this moment. He was busy picking up the cloak, and did not dare to delay at all, and went straight out to chase Xue Minglang.

Lin'an, the book boy, was at a loss when he saw this development.

He wasn't standing there, and he didn't seem to be looking for it, sweating profusely.

But the two remaining people in the yard seemed to ignore him.

Xue Tingzhi never expected that Lu Jinxi would come.

When he was in the mansion before, he had only seen this great general's direct wife a few times from a distance, but she never approached this courtyard.

It seems to her that this is a forbidden place.

The reason is known to Xue Tingzhi.

He propped his hand on the simple wooden stool before standing up unsteadily: "Madam..."

It's still the same slightly hoarse voice just now.

But there is a bit of surprise, and a bit of vigilance.

Lu Jinxi heard it and looked at him.

After standing up, he was really tall, more than half a head taller than her, but his left foot was slightly lame, making him, who had just stood up in a hurry, look a little embarrassed.

The long eyebrows are like swords, and they have a sharp edge.

With a straight nose and thin lips, and long and narrow peach eyes, there is also a very vague celebrity romance.

Perhaps he had followed Xue Kuang and stayed at the border gate, or maybe it was because he was the son of Hu Ji. There was a different kind of temperament hidden in his eyes, intertwined with the mist and rain in the south of the Central Plains and the desert sand and snow outside the Great Wall .

Contradiction.

It's not easy.

Almost the moment he met these eyes, Lu Jinxi felt the thousand swords hidden in his seemingly thin body.

I want to keep my edge, but my edge is even more exposed!

Mrs?

It sounds so rusty.

Lu Jinxi met his gaze with no expression on her face: "It looks like you don't like me very much."

“…”

Xue Ting was stunned. He didn't know how to respond to this sentence for a while. He only felt that a strange fear had arisen in his heart.

Lu Jinxi looked at his eyes, soaked in a bit of coolness.

She herself is extremely gentle and doesn't feel forced at all.

Seeing him in this shape, as if she didn't know what to do, she slowly curled the corners of her lips again, with a smile, half joking, half comforting, and said gently: "But don't worry, I don't like you very much either. .”