Chapter 1321

It's not a long street. After all, it's located on the East China Sea. It seems that it's far away from the war. At least it's not the center of the war. So rich people prefer to spend more money on valuables to increase their elegance, while ordinary people prefer to buy more for their life. There are not many people who really buy weapons, so they open their own shops Not a lot.

Yan state is not like Wei state. Wei people have been trained militarily since childhood, and they are imbued with the idea that Wei people are a superior nation. People's enthusiasm for weapons and horses is far beyond other countries.

On the street, there is an open space where idle people usually sit boasting and chatting. Under several towering trees, there are always a group of people sitting. Some small vendors can't afford to hire a facade, so they squat in this place to set up a stall to sell things. Usually, yamen messengers don't take charge of it. From these small vendors, they know that they can't squeeze out any money .

When Han Qing and Han Mo came here, they saw a big tree full of people. There were three or four people in a big circle. The horse's voice was very loud. Han Mo knew it was a good horse just by listening to the horse's voice.

The crowd cheered from time to time. Obviously, these cheers could not help themselves, which made Han Mo very suspicious and confused. He didn't know what good program was waiting for him.

Han Qing with more than ten years of exercise out of good health, very easily for Han Mo squeezed a way, wait for Han Mo drill in, this just found, in the crowd, but there is a person is performing horse skills.

The horse had a thick mane and shiny black hair all over his body. He was strong and tall. However, on his body, it was a thin little man. He was only twenty-three or twenty-four years old. His skin was dark and rough. He was born in a poor family. At least his clothes were worn by beggars in Donghai city. They were very sloppy and shabby .

However, this sloppy beggar's equestrian skill is really amazing. The horse runs forward and backward. Under the control of the beggar, he performs all kinds of super difficult movements, some of which are almost unimaginable. He can even hang his legs on the horse's neck and stare at the horse, which makes people around laugh, but he can't help but clap.

Han Mo doesn't admire many people in his heart. What he can admire must be his unique attainments and abilities in a certain aspect. This little beggar who performs horse skills really makes Han Mo admire and clap with people.

Just as people were dazzled and pleasantly surprised, the little man suddenly stopped his horse and fell to the ground with a beautiful turn, then arched his hands to the people around him.

At this time, Han Mo saw the beggar's face clearly. There was no expression on his angular face, just like a rock. Even in the dark eyes, there was no emotion, giving people a feeling of coldness.

He thought that after the beggar handed over his hand, he would come to ask for a reward. But different from what he thought, the beggar seemed to be very clumsy. After bowing his hand, he turned back, picked up a bamboo hat from the ground and held it in his hand. Then he went to the crowd and looked at the guests in front of him with a little expectation. That was to hope that he could get some money.

Nowadays, everyone is willing to move forward in the business of making a living, but they can't avoid paying for it. As soon as the beggars pick up their hats, many people disperse. When the beggars reach out their hats to ask for money, everyone's excitement immediately subsides. After all, the people in Donghai city are far from rich, and they are reluctant to eat Wear, where are willing to embrace the money to reward people.

The beggar turned around and got no more than ten copper coins.

"How much is your horse for, trainer?" A childe who seemed to be a bit rich said, "you make a price and I'll pay for it."

The beggar still shakes his head with no expression. He just holds his hat and turns around the few people left. Finally he comes to Han Mo and pokes out his hat.

His face was dark with withered yellow, his body was thin, he seemed to be malnourished, his forehead was slightly raised, his appearance was very ordinary, and he would not attract anyone's attention even if he was thrown in a crowd.

Han Mo asked with a smile: "you are a good man, and you have a lot of skills. It's shameful to ask for money in the street?"

The beggar raised his head, glanced at Han Mo, and his voice was as cold as ice: "I work hard, and the money I get is not shameful!"

"Good!" Han Mo said with a smile: "interesting, interesting." Just as he was about to touch the silver, he suddenly thought that all his money had just been given to manager Han, so he said to Han Qing, "give him all the silver you've brought!"

Han Qing was stunned, but soon "touched" one or two pieces of silver and said, "young master, that's all." Put it in the beggar's hat.

The beggar didn't speak any more. He just looked at the yin-yang stick in Han Mo's hand. His eyebrows beat slightly and turned away.

"Young master, why did you give him so much silver?" Han Qing asked in a low voice.

Han Mo held his chin and said, "he's a man of backbone. I'm afraid he's in trouble when he's mixed up like this. Maybe one or two silver can help him." But I was thinking about whether to take the beggar back to the house. After all, there are few horse trainers with such amazing skills. It's also a great idea to take him back to teach him how to practice equestrian skills.He was about to go up and invite the beggar to the restaurant, but someone behind him called, "here comes the head of Huang ban!"

The onlookers quickly dodged, and there were only a few people left at this time.

Han Mo has a sneer on his lips. Huang Bantou is the guard of Donghai government. He can be regarded as a confidant of Donghai Sheriff Xiao Muzan. He was brought by Xiao Muzan from Yanjing when he took office.

Han Mo pulls Han Qing's clothes. They go to the back of the big tree and look into the distance. Huang Bantou is wearing soap clothes, leading three or four yamchas with killing sticks to come here.

A kind-hearted man in the crowd whispered to the beggar, "horse trainer, hurry up and ride away. I can't go any longer."

The beggar was packing. When he heard the cry, he turned around and gave a smile to the person who reminded him. His cold face was much softer because of the smile.

The beggar packed up his things, and Huang Bangtou had already led people to the place. Several yamen messengers immediately surrounded the beggar and laughed.

Huang Bantou was carrying a knife around his waist. He walked three steps and swayed two steps. His eyes were staring at the horse, full of greed.

After all, he is a man who has seen the world. At a glance, he can see that this horse is a genuine Wei horse, and it is the top grade of Wei's horses. Its footwork and speed are superb. When it comes to the horse market, even if it is sold at a low price, it can be worth two or three hundred taels of silver, which is a big treasure.

"Where are you from?" Huang Bantou glanced at the beggar and asked faintly.

The beggar is still like a rock, his face is not half silk expression, light tunnel: "Wei!"

"I knew you were from the state of Wei!" Huang Bantou sneered: "the old boots on your feet are only used by Wei people."

The boots on the beggars' feet are very broken, but they are very different from those of Yan kingdom. Apart from being tall and deep, the most obvious thing is that there is a curved roll behind the boots, just like the moon, which looks quite beautiful.

Huang Bantou looked at the beggar again and then continued to ask, "what are you doing in Donghai County?"

"Make a living!"

"Make a living?" Huang Bantou sneered: "Wei Guo can't live any longer?"

The beggar raised his head, eyebrow angle slightly a tight, light way: "my Lord, I violated what Yan law?"

Huang Bangtou held the handle of the knife and said in a cold voice, "you are a man of the state of Wei, dressed in rags, but you have such a good horse. What do you want in Donghai County? Hehe, isn't it the spy of Wei state? I heard that there was a Yamen in the state of Wei called "black flag". The members of the black flag Department are all over the world. They inquire about other countries' intelligence and undermine the order of other countries. I think you are the members of the black flag Department. "

"I'm not!"

"No?" Huang ban tou went up to pull the horse. "This has the final say, let's go, and go to the Yamen with us."

Before he touched the reins, the horse suddenly gave a loud nose, a long hiss, two front hooves raised, and was about to step down on Huang Bantou.

Huang Bangtou was surprised. Fortunately, he still had some ability to roll on the spot to avoid the fatal step of the horse. However, just after a heavy rain, the ground was already muddy. As soon as he rolled on the spot, his whole clothes were all muddy. He was not in a mess.

"Damn it Huang Bangtou became angry: "brothers, beat me the traitor of Wei state!"

Several yamen messengers answered, rushed to the beggar without hesitation, swung the killing wand, and beat him down. The beggar was like a rock, but he didn't fight back. He let the killing wand rain down on himself. When he hit down with only a few sticks, the beggar's forehead was broken, and the blood ran down.

"Young master!" As soon as Han Qing clenched her fist, she was about to rush over. However, Han Mo pulled her and said in a soft voice, "wait a minute, I'll see how tolerant this boy is!"