"So fast?" Rong Zhuo asked in surprise.

When Yu Jingdu saw his expression, he knew that he must have been thinking again, and he was immediately helpless.

"Are you tired?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"It's okay." Rong Zhuo smiled and said, "I just ate a snack, what can I be tired of?"

Yu Jingdu pretended not to know what the little dude was thinking, and turned to say, "There is a horse farm behind Jiang Shaoqing's house, and there are quite a few good horses in it. Would you like to go and have a look?"

"Their family is so powerful, and there are horse farms?" Rong Zhuo looked surprised.

"Of course his own salary is not enough. Zhuangzi and the horse belong to his father." Yu Jingdu said.

"Are you particularly familiar with him?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"It's alright, the longer you've known each other, the more you know naturally."

Rong Zhuo followed Yu Jingdu to the racecourse, and couldn't help but wonder about their relationship, "Why didn't I see Jiang Shaoqing in Xun Huan Lou?"

Yu Jingdu glanced at him, thinking that if you haven't seen him, he hasn't seen you very often.

"Didn't you wrap me up? No one else can see me." Yu Jingdu said.

Rong Zhuo was a little embarrassed to be teased by him like this.

He couldn't help but wonder, since Jiang Shaoqing was so rich and served in the DPRK, why didn't he redeem Qingshi?

But after thinking about it, this question seemed to be a bit of a slander, and he swallowed it again.

The Jiang family's horse farm is not too big, but as a private horse farm, it is by no means shabby.

Rong Zhuo glanced at it and saw that there were more than a dozen horses in the stables. In modern society, it was almost like a dozen cars parked in a garage. Even if it's not a famous car, this kind of family is quite powerful.

Besides, Rong Zhuo looked at these horses, they were all in good condition, and they were probably quite expensive.

"You choose one." Yu Jingdu said towards Rong Zhuo.

"Can you ride?" Rong Zhuo asked, "But I can't."

"No way to learn." Yu Jingdu said again.

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo was busy picking out the smallest horse in the stable.

Yu Jingdu glanced at the pony, obviously not liking it.

Then he pulled Rong Zhuo to the front of a tall brown-black horse, "This one is good."

"This is too high!" Rong Zhuo looked up at the horse with a look of resistance.

Seeing that Yu Jingdu had picked out the horse, the stablekeeper who kept the horse hurriedly led the horse out and checked it before handing the reins to Yu Jingdu.

"Get on the horse." Yu Jingdu said to Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo's expression "you seem to be teasing me", this horse is too high, he doesn't dare to get on it at all.

But Yu Jingdu didn't talk nonsense with him, he picked up the man and put him on the horse.

Without waiting for Rong Zhuo to be afraid, he stepped on the stirrup and jumped onto the horse's back.

Rong Zhuo was sitting in front of Yu Jingdu, and when the other party held the reins, his posture was like wrapping him in his arms, which gave him a lot of security.

"Didn't you say you couldn't ride a horse last time?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"Really?" Yu Jingdu raised his eyebrows, "Then I might be lying to you."

Rong Zhuo turned his head to look at him, probably not expecting that he could tell a lie so easily.

"Are you surprised?" Yu Jingdu chuckled lightly, "You will find out in the future that there are more things I lied to you about."

Before Rong Zhuo could react, Yu Jingdu grabbed his horse and rushed out with Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo's body leaned back with inertia and slammed into Yu Jingdu's arms.

"Can you slow down?" Rong Zhuo sat on the horse, his whole body stiff with tension.

It was not until Yu Jingdu slowed down a little that he relaxed.

"Who did you learn to ride with?" Rong Zhuo asked him, "Is it Jiang Shaoqing?"

"If you secretly arrange the affair between me and Jiang Jiyan, I will throw you off the horse." Yu Jingdu warned.

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo had to shut up obediently, not daring to ask any more questions.

Yu Jingdu took him around the racecourse for a few laps, Rong Zhuo gradually got used to the feeling of sitting on a horse, and his courage also grew, and he was not as scared as at the beginning.

"Learning to ride a horse is to understand the temperament of the horse and know how to communicate with the horse, and the second is to learn to adapt to the rhythm of the horse's running." Yu Jingdu explained patiently to him: "When it runs, your body has to feel it. How much it swings, let yourself get used to it."

Yu Jingdu speeded up as he spoke, this time Rong Zhuo was no longer as nervous as before.

After a few laps, the teenager seemed to have found the joy of riding a horse, and even urged Yu Jingdu to go faster.

"You can hurry up!" Rong Zhuo said.

Seeing that the racecourse was too small to run, Yu Jingdu simply turned his horse's head and left the racecourse.

Not far from Zhuangzi is a pasture, wide and flat, especially suitable for horse racing.

Yu Jingdu and Rong Zhuo ran wildly on the grassland with Rong Zhuo, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Rong Zhuo was a little scared at first, but then he felt the wind whistling in his ears, and he couldn't help getting more and more excited.

"Can you go any faster?" Rong Zhuo smiled.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to take it any longer."

"How do you know I can't stand it if you don't try?" Rong Zhuo said.

When Yu Jingdu heard the words, he whipped his horse's whip, urging the horse like an arrow from the string.

Rong Zhuo was as excited as a child with a big toy, and laughter spread far and wide with the wind.

"Are you afraid?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"Isn't this still you? What are you afraid of?"

Hearing the words, Yu Jingdu's eyes were instantly stained with a smile, he held Rong Zhuo with one hand, and handed the rein to his hand, "Come and try to control the horse."

"I can't, I won't!" Rong Zhuo hurriedly said, "If you fall so quickly, you will fall to your death."

"There is me." Yu Jingdu whispered in his ear.

Rong Zhuo's heart warmed when he heard the words, and he subconsciously grabbed the reins of the horse.

The cool autumn wind was on his side, and Yu Jingdu's broad and solid chest was behind him. At this moment, the fear in Rong Zhuo's heart was instantly suppressed.Yu Jingdu embraced him with one hand, and covered his hand holding the reins with the other, like a reliable and powerful guardian.