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    The weather is getting hotter and summer is here.

    Every year, Yunshanzhai exchanges grain with the Xia people for horses, that is, they give grain in winter and pick up foals in summer.  There is no contract between the two parties, a word and a few gestures have worked all these years.  From June to August, horses are often sent to Yunshanzhai Horse Farm at the foot of Yunshan Mountain.

    The horse farm is a grassland circled by the mountains, and there is a wider grassland outside the fence.

    Liang Cheng rode his horse and ran after a red bareback wild horse. The red wild horse changed direction from left to right, and Liang Cheng manipulated the rein in his hand to keep chasing after it.  A group of youths from Yunshanzhai and a few Xia people stood around, whistles came and went, mixed with laughter and shouts.  It turned out that this wild horse was brought by the Xia people, but when it entered the fence, they let it go, saying that the Han people should catch it empty-handed, which shows that the Han people are worthy of this horse.

    Liang Cheng went up the mountain at the age of eight, and started riding a horse at the age of nine. Now it has been more than ten years. He is naturally active, and he also practiced martial arts.  to chase.  The Xia people surrounded the distance to prevent the wild horses from running far, but no one helped Liang Cheng chase the wild horses away.  After chasing for half an hour, Liang Cheng slowed down the red horse. He suddenly stood up from his horse and flew towards the red horse. The red horse couldn't dodge in time, but Liang Cheng grabbed the mane and rode on the back.  The wild horse was furious and jumped like crazy.  Liang Cheng knew that the harder it jumped, the faster it would consume its energy, so he didn't resist. He just grabbed hold of the mane, clamped the horse's back tightly, and let the red horse neigh and gallop, letting go of its wildness.  Stick firmly.

    The red horse was sweating profusely from running, and finally slowed down, trotting in small steps. Liang Cheng grabbed its mane and led it to the opening of the fence.  In front of the door, the wild horse began to struggle again, and with one leg kicked back, Liang Cheng was thrown into the air. The crowd exclaimed, but they saw that Liang Cheng landed firmly on both feet, holding the horse's mane with both hands, and carried the horse's head with him like wrestling.  The horse twisted and fell to the ground, holding the horse's neck with one arm, and pulled out a dagger from the leggings with the other hand, and swung the blade in front of the horse's eyes. The white light flashed, and the horse froze in shock.  Liang Cheng raised the knife in his hand and shaved off a long lock of the horse's mane with three strokes.  Then he thrust the dagger back into his calf, let go of the horse's head, and stood up.  The red horse also rolled and stood up, with a long hiss, Liang Cheng patted its neck, the horse's mane fell to the ground, and the red horse neighed again.  tamed.

    The onlookers cheered, and the boys from Yunshanzhai ran over, slapped and slapped Liang Cheng, expressing their congratulations and appreciation, and several Xia people also came over and said in accented Chinese: "Yunshan Yulang, you are amazing  !"

    Although Liang Cheng was not handsome among the Han people, if compared with these rough-faced Xia people, he could be regarded as delicate-skinned and tender-fleshed.  Liang Cheng chuckled, and wiped his face with his hands. The dirt on his hands mixed with the sweat on his face, and his face was painted into a big face. People laughed again. Amidst the laughter, they held a white handkerchief in one hand and handed it to Liang Cheng.  Cheng, Liang Cheng picked it up and just wiped his face when he suddenly realized that there was silence around him. Liang Cheng was taken aback when he saw the young people in the village and several Xia people looking at a shorter Xia person.  And the man's hand was still half-stretched in the air, his face was dark, his eyes were a little blue, but he was staring at Liang Cheng in a daze.  Liang Cheng looked at the blackened towel in his hand, threw it back into the hand of the short Xia Ren, and said with a smile: "Wipe your own face! Give it back to me? You are dirtier than me  !"

    The Xia man took the handkerchief soaked in Liang Cheng's sweat, smelled it on his nose, and stuffed it into the sleeve of his arrow.

    Liang Cheng was startled, feeling like he was being molested, staring at that person and asking, "Who are you?!"

    "My name is Yanning." The voice was crisp and clear, and it sounded like a girl's voice.

    Liang Cheng's eyes are round: "Are you a woman?!"

    Yanning nodded: "Of course! I'm a woman."

    Liang Cheng was in a hurry: "Give me the towel!"

    Yanning said: "No, it's mine!"

    Liang Cheng said: "But I used it to wipe my sweat! Give it to me!"

    Yanning said: "No, I like your smell!"

    The Han people were all dumbfounded, but the Xia people laughed. Liang Cheng blushed, turned around and took his own horse, got on the horse and rode into the racecourse.

    Yanning shouted behind him: "I'll bring you thirty horses tomorrow!"

    Liang Cheng didn't turn his head, Yan Ning continued to shout: "Fifty horses!"

    Everyone started laughing, someone got on a horse and followed Liang Cheng away, Liang Cheng rode away, and heard Yan Ning's voice faintly: "One hundred horses, all for you" It seemed to be crying.

    Liang Cheng was so annoyed that he didn't spend the night at the racecourse. He dismounted and ran back to the village in one breath.  The people who came back with him told everyone about it.??She did know about a gold mine, but she didn't want it.  "

    Luo Shi hurriedly asked: "No more?! Does the third brother know about this?"

    He Linhong nodded leisurely: "Of course I know, so there is no need to buy it for him."

    Luo Shi murmured: "Oh, what a pity"

    He Linhong smiled: "If it's just this jade, it wouldn't be a pity."

    Luo Shi looked at the jade bracelet and shook his head regretfully: "I originally wanted to wear it at the family dinner tomorrow, but I'd better not wear it, lest he see it"

    He Linhong giggled: "Put it on! Wear it hard! It's best to blind him! He has been on top of me since he was a child, and he looks like he is proud of him. He always throws his face at me and never thanked me. The lady has to  Just vent your anger on me!"

    Luo Shi glared at He Linhong coquettishly: "Husband! You are really"

    He Linhong smiled and sat up: "Lady, tell me how your husband is really"

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    For the friends of the world who don't know where they are, today's update is earlier¡ª¡ªisn't it too late?  Morning in China, noon in my place, late night in your place, wow, the world should not be so big, okay?

    Finally finished writing the heroine's understanding of herself, and in two days, the scene and rhythm will be changed.

    During this period of time, the rhythm is slow, because the communication between the two must be solidified, otherwise the ups and downs behind will not be suppressed.

    Human thoughts have frequencies and resonate at the same frequency. In the same frequency, people feel comfortable. Different frequencies are noise.  A psychic said that people don't like a frequency lower than their own, but they can't bear a frequency higher than their own.  The human soul also has to go to the domain it belongs to according to its frequency.  Therefore, Buddhism and Taoism all require cultivating the mind and raising the frequency in life. It is not enough to say "I believe" at the end-the heart cannot be fixed, and there is a lot of greed, anger, hatred and resentment. It is useless to say that I believe in anything  ah.

    Only love can change the frequency of the soul.  Therefore, cultivating the mind means truly loving others and loving oneself.

    ? To love oneself is not to be selfish, but to cherish one's own frequency.  Strive to increase the frequency, not decrease it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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