In the evening, Sister Huqige will get herself some milk wine to drink. Happily walked towards the meadow not far from the yurt. The Bu Se E, who also came with him to protect the Aheyan patriarch, also followed the young patriarch.

At the same time, with a look of fear and uneasiness, the young man Bamiba. But they also followed these people, and followed Gong Ashan, Busse and E. It's just that he seems to be hiding from something and doesn't dare to move forward. Instead, he followed these few people, the last of the little master Gong Ashan Buse.

"Bamiba! What are you hiding? Come over to me soon! Are you so worthy of Tyne? You're my son's Hetyne! So far away from your master, how can you be Hetyne? Come over to me! ”

I already saw Uncle Plunpong leading the horse on the meadow not far away, and several Gong Ashan who was guarding Uncle Plopong's uncle. When he walked towards Uncle Plunpong, he couldn't help but feel as if something was missing. When he turned his head to look behind him, he realized that it was missing, and he often jumped up and down beside him, Hetai En Bamiba.

Look at the last of the Bamiba hiding in his own Bucer's forehead. Gong Ashan was very angry and shouted to Bamiba, who was walking behind.

Bamiba heard the little master who was walking in front call herself. In desperation, he could only bite the bullet, with a smile that was more ugly than crying, and trotted to his little master: "Lord, master... I, I'm not... I'm not..."

Gong Ashan frowned his little brows, interrupted with some dissatisfaction, and said to Bamiba, who was talking to himself: "What is it? Are you smiling at me? Are you still crying to me? It's ugly to laugh at! Honestly follow me, don't run around! ”

Listening to the words of his little master, Bamiba nodded like a chicken eating rice and replied, "Yes!" Be! Be! Bamiba... Don't run around... Just, just follow the master... Around..."As he spoke, he followed the little master and walked towards the little master's teacher. I also secretly glanced at it while walking, and at this time I was looking at the teacher on the little master's side. Look at the little master, the teacher, and look at the little master and himself. Bamiba also suddenly felt that his scalp was a little numb!

I can't help but think again, a few days ago... The little master's teacher, when he came to teach the little master in the clan, explained to himself... If it is, if it's the little master's teacher... If you are really dissatisfied with yourself, will you cut off your head with a knife?

Alas! I really shouldn't have come here with the little master! But, but he is the little master's side of Hetaien! How can there be a master's Hetai who does not wait with his master? But, but this came with the little master... The little master's teacher will definitely see his own... Is...

Bamiba, who was panicked in his heart, followed in his heart, and his little master Gong Ashan came to the side of the little master teacher Pu Lun Peng, who was leading the horse. But he couldn't help but bow his body a little lower and didn't dare to raise his head.

"Uncle Plunpong, I'm here to learn how to ride a horse with you!"

Gong Ashan, who came to the side of Plunpong, said this to Uncle Plunpong, and at the same time looked at the big black horse that Uncle Plopong was holding the reins of the horse. I saw this big dark horse, but he was really honest! Except for shaking from time to time, the big black ponytail drove away some flies and insects, and there was no superfluous movement.

"How? Gong Ashan? Isn't this horse honest? ”

Flutter Lun Peng seemed to see Gong Ashan's thoughts, and with a little under his beard, he said to him with a faint smile.

Gong Ashan nodded in response: "It's really honest." Uncle Plunpong... Am I going to ride it? ”

Plunpoon: "Hmm! This horse is specially prepared for you today. Don't you think the horses used to be very honest? This horse is very honest. ”

"Uncle Plopong... Today... Do you have to ride a horse? ”

Although Gong Ashan had no objection to the big black horse in front of him, which was held in the hands of Uncle Plunpong. But still a little reluctantly, he said to Uncle Plunpong.

As if he had already guessed that Gong Ashan would say this, he said lightly: "This horse must be ridden today." I told you that I was in the yurt just now. Da Shan Yu doesn't have a son who can't ride a horse... What do you say? ”

"Alas!"

With a sigh, Gong Ashan walked to the big black horse. Reluctantly, he was held in the saddle of the big black horse by Uncle Plunpong, who was leading the big black horse. Although he was still a little reluctant and didn't want to learn anything to ride a horse. But today, I can't hide from learning to ride a horse. I had to just ride like that...

"Uncle Flutter Lunpoon..."

"Huh?"

The puff that carried Gona Shan to the saddle. I just led the big black horse in the vast meadow, and I didn't walk a few steps away. Then he heard Gong Ashan, who was riding on horseback and lying on his stomach with both hands around the horse's neck, calling himself. Then with a questioning tone, he said "um".

"Uncle Plopong... If this horse has been ridden for a long time, it will grind the root of the leg and hurt! Also, the skin will be worn out! It hurts..."

Gong Ashan complained bitterly to Uncle Plunpong, who was leading the horse among the meadows.

Flutter Lun Peng replied lightly: "That's because you kid hasn't been able to ride a horse." When you ride this horse for a long time, the flesh and skin of your legs will be grinded hard. Now it's because the skin and flesh in your leg are too tender. It would be nice if it didn't hurt to grind. ”

"But, but the flesh in my leg doesn't hurt anymore... Then, that will have to suffer a lot. Moreover, and the horse has been ridden for a long time, and its legs are bent. ”

Gong Ashan hugged the neck of the big black horse, and while talking, he also looked at Uncle Plunpong who was leading the big black horse. Looking at Uncle Plunpong's lap legs, he didn't want his legs to become like Uncle Plopong. Although he knew that the men in the tribe were more or less comprehensible because of the long riding of horses, their legs were a little loopy. But he really didn't want to, his legs were also bent because of horseback riding.

Although he was in front, he led the big black horse among the meadows. But he also seemed to notice that Gong Ashan, who was lying on the back of the big black horse by the neck, was looking at him. Then he said lightly: "Which of the descendants of Wolf Ran was not born and rode on horseback?" Gong Ashan, you are the son of Da Shan Yu, if you don't even know how to ride this horse..."

"Alright! Alright! I know! Anyway, this horse must be ridden, right? Still, I think it's the big cart I got with a lot of wheels. It is more comfortable to sit on top of a horse than to ride a horse..."

Gong Ashan, who doesn't want to listen to Uncle Plunpong preaching anymore. interrupted Uncle Plunpoon's preaching.

Plunpoon: "You! You! Something weird! ”

Thinking of my nephew and student, I always love to make some strange things that I learned from the Yanren in the Guannai, the thing called the book. I feel a headache! Especially that time, when he was teaching Gong Ashan to ride a horse, he made a big cart with many wheels. It even made him see that his nephew and student, who didn't know what was in his head, had a talent for making strange things!

The cart with many wheels, when he was teaching Gong Ashan to ride a horse that day, he didn't run far on the meadow with his horse, but the wheels fell apart... Because of this, the rumor that Gong Ah is good at making strange things is inevitably another one more among the tribes. The teacher of his own party, although he pretended not to care much on the surface. But in my heart, I can't help but worry a little about Gong Ashan.

After all, Gong Ashan is the youngest son of Da Shan Yu and Erdun. Although he was still in infancy, when he married Hu Qige, he lost his Makuto surname and changed it to Ahehiko. But his identity as the son of Shan Yu cannot be changed. is also because he is the youngest son born to Erdun, except for his eldest brother Hao Sheguo, who has long been determined to be the heir. In addition to his second brother Besutai, he is the third qualified successor to succeed Shan Yu.

A person who is qualified to inherit the position of Shan Yu can't even ride a horse... He's a teacher, but he's really shameless. After all, he is a teacher who teaches Gong Ashan skills. Over the years, he has no skills at all, and he has not learned Gong Ashan from himself. In addition to helplessness, there is nothing to be done...

"Uncle Flutter Lunpoon..."

"What's wrong again?"

"If only I had learned to ride a horse... Can you promise me something? ”

"Huh?"

Listening to Gong Ashan, who was lying on the big black horse and holding the horse's neck, he made conditions to himself. But he also stopped, and led the big black horse to walk among the meadows. Then he looked at Gong Ashan with his one-eyed right eye, and was looking at him expectantly.

"What do you want your uncle to promise you?" ”

Gon'asan turned his head and glanced at them, who were already a little far away, Busse and Bamiba. Then he whispered to Uncle Plunpong, "If I learn to ride a horse... Uncle Plunpong, can you..."

Seeing Gong Ashan, this kid, the little appearance of wanting to speak and stopping. Flutter Lun Peng's beard twitched, and he smiled and said lightly: "Can it be anything?" Tell me about it? ”

"Can you, tell me... What about your left eye? ”

Gong Ashan whispered very carefully. As Gon-A-shan finally said what he wanted to promise. The faint smile on Plun Peng's face gradually faded.

looked at Gong Ashan, who looked forward to it, waiting for his reply. He really didn't expect that this kid would ask about the loss of his left eye.

"You kid, I want to know if I'm okay with my left eye?"