Finest Servant

Guo Wuchang shouted just right, and he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and immediately woke up a group of people who were standing dumbfounded. Those who rushed up first were naturally the guards of the little prince. They had followed Zhao Kangning for many years, and they knew the little prince's ability right away, but they never imagined that such a thing would happen today.

The others were in different moods when they saw the little prince fell from the horse, but they rushed up in a rush, especially Namei Daguo Xue was the most anxious.

Lin Wanrong wiped his hands on his clothes, wiped away the strong smell of perfume, and took out something from his arms, and carefully groped and checked to confirm that the filling was correct, and then he slowly walked forward.

The little prince had already been pulled up from the ground by his entourage, only to see that his white clothes were tattered, covered in dust, half of his face was stained with mud, and there were a few withered grass roots on his hair. He looked extremely embarrassed. The suave Prince Ning?

Zhao Kangning clenched his teeth, his face was ashen, and looked at the group of servants kneeling on the ground angrily. No matter how well-mannered he was, he couldn't stand being humiliated in front of so many people, not to mention the presence of a woman he liked. Under his anger, he could no longer care about his demeanor, and kicked an attendant bodyguard. Loudly: "Dog slave, how bold are you??"

"Gang lord spare your life, little prince spare your life, slaves should die, slaves should die??" The attendant's head was as frightened as garlic.

Zhao Kangning slashed his face with a horsewhip, and said with fire: "The dog slave, I gave you something to eat and drink spicy food, and let you feed two horses, you actually framed the master, come on. Pull this slave down? ?"

"Winter lord spare your life, little prince spare your life, these two thousand-mile steeds have been fed for a long time. They are all very docile. Today, it must be because they have changed their place and are not acclimatized to the soil and water. Opportunity??" The entourage shouted desperately.

Mei Yanqiu said: "These two horses are good horses. It must be your servant who was instigated and deliberately mischievous by others, which caused the little prince to stumble." She glanced at Lin Wanrong intentionally and unintentionally, intending to point the finger at Lin San. lead away. Seeing Lin San's disdainful look, she simply said, "Lin San, are you playing tricks?"

Zhao Kangning glanced suspiciously at Lin San, who had just touched the horses. Could it be that he really did something wrong?

Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Mei Daguo Xue, you are so big, the little prince didn't even speak. You actually questioned me first. You said that I did hands and feet, which eye saw it? I picked a horse, It's what you have seen with your own eyes, it's upright and bright, how have you ever done anything shameful?"

What he said was righteous and stern. Where is there a trace of guilt? Everyone saw him choose a horse with their own eyes, and they didn't see anything unusual, so he really couldn't blame him.

If you are good, you must be good.

This is Lin Wanrong's nature. He solemnly said: "Today's competition, the little prince is a kind person, and he took the initiative to test the horse first. The little brother is very grateful. In my opinion, this is someone who wants to smear the little prince's face. Just think, If I ride and shoot first, I will fall down as soon as I get on the horse, and everyone will not say anything when they see it. They will doubt the character of the little prince in their hearts.

Zhao Kangning's face was ashen, and he couldn't speak. Lin Wanrong sighed helplessly and said: "Dong Ye, you are a kind person. Today's test is not worth it, so as to prevent the villain from taking advantage of your life's famous name."

The little prince kicked the entourage that was feeding the horses away, gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Lin San, this king's words are counted, my arrow today only hit the bark, if you can hit the tree, you will be considered a winner. already."

Lin Wanrong said hypocritically: "The arrow just now was a little unexpected, and the little prince was affected. Why don't you ask the little prince to shoot the arrow again. This time, the little brother asked the little prince to pick the horse first, and still ask the little prince to shoot first."

Zhao Kangning snorted: "Are you the one who doesn't believe what you say? Lin San, it's not that this king underestimates you, even if I shoot the arrow a little off, it's a hundred times stronger than you. , just try it."

Lin Wanrong said in embarrassment: "Since the little prince is so gracious, the little brother can only give it a try."

He took the dark horse and turned over with difficulty. When everyone saw that he was clumsy, they all shook their heads and snickered. Just like this, can they compete with the little prince? Luo Ning walked to him and said softly, "Brother Lin, be careful."

Lin Wanrong smiled and nodded and said, "It shouldn't fall off." Among the people in the audience, apart from Young Master Biao, only Miss Luo really cared about him.

Lin Wanrong immediately followed the little prince's clasping fists, but his body failed to keep his balance, twisted for a while, and almost fell, and everyone burst into laughter.

Lin Wanrong smiled unconcernedly, lifted the reins and whipped the horse's butt, and the dark horse tickled forward.

Seeing that his movements were unfamiliar, Zhao Kangning felt even more relieved. Even if he didn't shoot well this time, it was impossible to expect Lin San to hit the big tree.

Lin Wanrong rode a dark horse and ran back and forth for two laps, but there was no sign of making a move. The talented man who had long been impatient shouted: "Lin San, hurry up, hurry up??"

It seems that because he was urged, Lin Wanrong speeded up and ran a few steps. Everyone thought he was about to start a fight, but he heard an ouch, his body suddenly leaned down to the horse, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Luo Ning thought he fell off the horse, and exclaimed, "Brother Lin??" He picked up his long skirt and ran up quickly. Before I could walk two steps, I heard two loud bangs. The big tree in the distance and the small tree next to it, the leaves and branches trembled together, and the momentum was very scary.

The black horse that Lin Wanrong was riding was frightened, and with a long neigh, his front hooves jumped up. He was lying under the horse's belly so that he could not see his movements, but the black horse was startled by the loud noise and threw him away. down. Fortunately, he was already prepared, turned over and dismounted from the horse, quickly hid the things in his hand back in his arms, and saw the dark horse rush forward like a madman.

I had a thrilling day playing, and he also showed a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

Luo Ning was anxious, seeing his figure standing there in a daze, and hurried to his side

On the side, he took his arm and said, "Brother Lin, what's wrong with you, don't scare me--"

Lin Wanrong let out a long breath, rubbed his right hand on his forehead and said, "I'm fine, but this dark horse is startled."

Luo Ning saw that a layer of black charcoal seemed to fall on his wrist, and even his face was a little black, and said anxiously: "Brother Lin, what's wrong with your hand and face?"

Lin Wanrong glanced at the traces on her hand, and smiled helplessly: "The quality of Westerners' stuff is still not up to standard. Fortunately, I didn't let me lose my appearance."

Luo Ning puzzled: "Brother, what's the matter with Westerners?"

Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "I'm just kidding. Miss Luo, who won this game?"

Before Luo Ning had time to speak, he heard someone shouting: "Hit, hit, Lin San hit—" Everyone followed his gaze, only to see spots on the big tree. Several places have been penetrated, and a ray of light passed through the small hole. Even the small tree next to it was riddled with holes.

Everyone was shocked. Although Lin San's riding posture was not that good-looking, he not only hit the target, but also smashed the target. This is too exaggerated. How did he hit it? What was it shot with? What are those two loud bangs? Everyone is wondering.

"Could this be the legendary Yi Yang Finger?" Guo Wuchang said in a terrified voice, with a slight trembling.

Lin Wanrong laughed loudly when he heard it. Today, this shows that the young master is too arrogant to play tricks, restrain him, and paralyze him. Forgive?

"Acceptance, acceptance." Lin Wanrong's face was full of black marks, and he walked back to the crowd in embarrassment and said with a smile.

"Lin San, how did you hit it? Could it be that you really know a yang finger?" Zhao Kangning couldn't believe his eyes. The power of the cannon is ten times greater than this. What's more, Lin Sanshou was in the sky with a horrified expression. Where did he get some cannons? On the contrary, he heard the martial artist in his family say that there is a magical art called Yiyang Finger, which is practiced to the extreme.

Lin Wanrong pretended to be mysterious and said: "Winter Lord, you once said that as long as I hit it, I can't tell you how I hit it. I can't tell you how to hit it. I don't know what the little prince said about the competition in front of me?"

In this competition, although Lin Wanrong also lost his horse and looked even more embarrassed than the little prince, it was an indisputable fact that he hit. There is so much magic in Lin San, Zhao Kangning had already said something in front of everyone, so naturally he couldn't deny it at this time. He bowed to Mei Yanqiuyi: "The student is incompetent, please forgive me."

Where there is Lin San, Zhao Kangning has to avoid it. He got on his horse and bowed to Luo Ning: "Miss Luo, Kang Ning's heart for the young lady can only be expressed by heaven. When he has spare time, Kang Ning will come to visit again."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight with his men.

Mei Yanqiu's face was pale, and her body was trembling constantly. In her heart, if she were to plough the fields today, how would she be able to raise her head in front of many dignitaries, nobles and students in the future, this would be even more sad than killing her.

Luo Ning said softly, "Brother, I am willing to act as my mentor and fulfill my promise."

Lin Wanrong waved his hand and said with a cold smile: "Miss Luo, this is the end of today's affairs, if someone like Mei Da Guoxue goes to the fields, it will insult thousands of farmers and thousands of people, I hope You can teach her to remember that."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't stop, took Young Master Biao and walked away in the eyes of everyone. Luo stared at his back, not knowing what it was like in his heart, and before he knew it, tears filled his eyes.