After all, Hu Xiaotian is not a professional ballet dancer, and he doesn't remember many movements. After finishing the painting, he threw away the few remaining charcoal sticks, clapped his hands and said, "That's all I remember.
Miss Huo is very smart, so she must be able to understand some of the mysteries of pointe dancing."
The guy raised his eyes and looked at the group of people waiting for him in the distance, and said softly: "Maybe I should go!" He stared at Huo Xiaoru's breathtakingly beautiful face and said: "I don't know when we meet next time.
, Miss Huo, do you still remember me?"
Huo Xiaoru's pretty face was covered with a delicate blush, her long black eyelashes fluttered, and she said softly: "Xiao Ru dare not forget! On the contrary, I am afraid that the young master will not be able to remember who Xiao Ru is by then."
Hu Xiaotian said affectionately: "It has been unforgettable for a long time!"
Huo Xiaoru bit her lips, her eyes were as gentle as spring water at this time, but her expression was doubtful. Although Huo Xiaoru admired Hu Xiaotian's talent, she knew the other person's identity better. The relationship between them may be limited to mutual appreciation. Hu Xiaotian
How could such a noble gentleman be expected to remember a lowly dancing girl?
Thinking of this, the smile on Huo Xiaoru's face disappeared instantly. She waved to Wan'er, who was holding a scroll in her hands.
When Hu Xiaotian saw it, it turned out to be a painting again. It seemed that the most popular thing in this era was to give this thing as a gift. It seemed that if he wanted to capture the beauties in the future, he would have to start from now on and hone his painting skills.
Hu Xiaotian took the scroll and smiled at Huo Xiaoru: "What are you painting?"
Huo Xiaoru said with a hint of embarrassment: "We'll see when you get to Qingyun!"
Hu Xiaotian saw her shy and unbearable look, and thought to himself, she must have painted a nude portrait for me, otherwise why would she be so shy? He nodded and carefully put the painting away. Although he was nostalgic in his heart, he also understood that in the end he would still be so shy.
He had to say goodbye, and since he was leaving, he might as well walk in a more relaxed manner. He bowed his hands to Huo Xiaoru and said, "Take care!" Then he strode towards his snow-covered house.
When he came to the front of Xuehua Cong, he stepped on the stirrup with one foot, and with a fierce exertion, he prepared to get on the horse with the most elegant movement, leaving Huo Xiao/niu with a chic back view that he would never forget. Unfortunately, this Xuehua Cong was not very cooperative. Just now
Still standing still, Hu Xiaotian suddenly took a step forward the moment his feet left the ground.
The slightest difference was a thousand miles, so Hu Xiaotian's position changed in this step. The guy rode on the horse's butt, and then slid firmly to the ground along the round curve of the horse's butt, in front of Huo Xiaoru in an extremely inelegant way.
It fell flat on its face.
Huo Xiaoru exclaimed, and rushed to Hu Xiaotian almost at the same time as Wan'er. Hu Xiaotian reacted in time, and had already climbed up from the ground before they came to him. Ninja's buttocks were hurting, and he grinned and said: "Unexpected,
Accident, purely accidental..."
Liang Dazhuang's laughter came from the distance. This guy tried his best to hold it back, but he always felt that the scene where Hu Xiaotian just fell was extremely funny, as if someone scratched this guy's itchy flesh, and he couldn't control it no matter what. To say this
Si's laughter point was low, and he immediately became frightened after laughing. This young master was not an economical lamp. Just now, everyone else had held back, so he laughed out loud by himself. He must have hated himself, so he quietly looked away.
Seeing that Hu Xiaotian didn't seem to notice that he was laughing, but after saying goodbye to Huo Xiaoru, he slowly climbed onto the horse's back with the help of Shao Yijiao, his movements were as slow as a turtle, he couldn't help but to be slow, that guy fell so hard just now
In fact, my butt is about to split into eight pieces.
Hu Xiaotian waved to Huo Xiaoru on the horse: "Miss Huo, please come back!"
Huo Xiaoru smiled sweetly and stood in front of the pavilion, watching Hu Xiaotian walking away, feeling lost in her heart.
After Hu Xiaotian got out of Huo Xiaoru's sight, he immediately reined in his horse. Shao Yijiao and Li Jinhao rushed over to help. This man's riding skills were really hard to compliment.
Liang Dazhuang also came up to show his courtesy, grinning widely and said: "Master, do you have anything to tell me?"
Hu Xiaotian snorted, and then said: "Squat down!"
Liang Dazhuang blinked in confusion, but finally squatted down. Hu Xiaotian turned over and dismounted, stepped on Liang Dazhuang's broad shoulders, and then carefully landed on the ground, limping towards the carriage, rubbing his buttocks as he walked.
Said: "Ouch, you knocked me to death!"
Liang Dazhuang couldn't hold it back when he saw this guy's embarrassed look, and burst out laughing.
Hu Xiaotian suddenly turned around and stared at Liang Dazhuang with a sinister smile on his face.
Liang Dazhuang was so frightened that he quickly slapped himself with his backhand: "The little one deserves to die, the little one deserves to die!"
Hu Xiaotian behaved openly and generously, waving his hand and saying: "Forget it, I'll settle the score with you when I get to Xichuan!"
Murong Feiyan's impatient voice came from the front: "Hey, can't you leave? At your rate, you won't be able to reach Xichuan today next year!"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Let's go! My butt is injured and I can't ride the horse!"
Murong Feiyan was really dumbfounded. It had been almost two hours since they left the capital early in the morning, and they had walked twenty miles. The sun hadn't come out when they left, but now it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Murong Feiyan rode back to the carriage and looked inside through the rolled-up curtains. Hu Xiaotian was sitting in the carriage with a soft cushion stuffed under his butt. After all, it was a carriage, and it couldn't compare with the shock-absorbing effect of a car, let alone
The current road surface is far less smooth than the cement road surface. It is filled with bumps and bumps due to ruts. Normally, it would be fine. However, today when I was riding my horse, I accidentally broke my buttocks. Sitting in the car was very uncomfortable.
It was very uncomfortable. Hu Xiaotian finally found a relatively comfortable position, leaning sideways, with only the lower half of his butt touching the seat.
Hu Xiaotian waved to Murong Feiyan and said: "Murong, head catcher, come in and sit down. The sun is too poisonous and it's easy to get tanned."
Murong Feiyan glared at him and choked back: "You think everyone is as spoiled and pampered as you?" Although his tone was still unkind, his attitude towards Hu Xiaotian had obviously softened a lot. From refusing to communicate at the beginning, he is now willing to
Talked to him.
Hu Xiaotian saw that Murong Feiyan refused to get in the car, so he took a bamboo hat from the car and handed it out. The bamboo hat was surrounded by white gauze. This was the outdoor equipment Hu Xiaotian specially prepared. When he went out, he brought a few more hats in case of emergencies.
needs.
Murong Feiyan did not refuse his kindness. She took the bamboo hat and put it on her head, pulled down the white gauze at the edge, and slowed down her horse to keep pace with the carriage.
Hu Xiaotian put his hands on the car window and stuck his head out of the car: "We are going to be officials, not to serve. We just need to get to Qingyun on the ninth day of next month. I have calculated the distance, and it is easily a hundred miles a day!"
Murong Feiyan said: "Don't think that there are thirty-three days. It seems that the time is very generous, but I don't know what will happen on the way. Excluding the wind, rain and unexpected situations encountered along the way, and then excluding the necessary rest time, what is really left
We don’t have much time to travel, it’s at least two hundred miles a day!”
"Two hundred miles!" Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but nodded a little when he heard it. He was just in a hurry and didn't even have time to rest.
Murong Feiyan glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Looking at you, I'm afraid you haven't traveled far, right?"
Hu Xiaotian nodded: "Not much." He thought to himself that when my friends were traveling around the world, you were probably still an egg cell swimming in the fallopian tube.
Murong Feiyan said: "It is more than 3,600 miles from the capital to Qingyun County in Xichuan. Even if we travel 200 miles a day without wind or rain, it will still take eighteen days, and the journey is not smooth all the way.
, it’s the rainy season in the south in the second half of the year.”
Hu Xiaotian said: "It seems that you go out often and you seem to be very experienced."
Murong Feiyan said: "I have been to some places." When she said this, she suddenly paused and said softly: "When I get old, I will definitely visit Dakang and see all the mountains and rivers here."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Why wait until you are old? While you are still young, you still have a lot of time, and enjoying it is the truth."
Such negative words were naturally met with a blank stare from Murong Feiyan: "As a man in his youth, he doesn't want to serve his family and country, but only wants to enjoy his life and squander his time. Don't you think it's shameful?"
Hu Xiaotian found that Murong Feiyan was really a bit old-fashioned. She must have been brainwashed by people after staying in the Dakang officialdom for a long time. Therefore, women are not suitable for being involved in officialdom and engaging in politics. Over time, they will become unlovable. He
He did not argue with Murong Feiyan and said with a smile: "Time flies and youth is fleeting. We still need to move forward and cherish it."
