Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Cui Bianxu bought this manor himself. Outside Chang'an City, all the manors nearby had already been bought out. The Cui family also bought one, but he didn't want to use the Cui family's place, so he asked someone to buy one a little further away.

If it were spring or autumn, with lush grass and singing birds outside the city, the scenery would have been quite nice, after all, it was all natural. But today it was freezing cold, and her riding skills were poor. Not only did she have to be careful not to fall, but she also had to avoid icy places and keep up with Cui Bianxu's speed. She really had no mood to look at the scenery of the surroundings covered in snow and withered trees.

After the experience of being walked by the Jinwu Guards last time, Jiang Shangxian didn't want to be walked again. This time, she was determined to keep up! She wouldn't let Cui Bianxu run for a while and wait for a while.

Although Jiang Shangxian didn't say a word along the way, her palms, chest, back, and even armpits were sweating, which was enough to show how nervous she was. It was not until large stretches of land came into view that she felt as if she had mastered some skills in riding a fast horse.

When they finally arrived at the place, her knees went weak the moment she dismounted, and she almost died to Cui Bianxu.

Cui Bianxu was quite satisfied with her performance along the way. If she rode like this every time, the horse riding training could be cancelled and replaced with something else. After all, there were so many things he wanted to teach her, and once every ten days was not enough.

The servants of the Cui family had already set up a martial arts arena in the farm. In the huge arena, there were two rows of wooden racks on each side, all of which were covered with cold weapons of various shapes and shapes. There were also three wooden figures on the side.

Jiang Shangxian's legs had just softened, but when he saw so many weapons, he felt his calves cramp again. "Shaoqing, so many?"

Is she really not going to take the martial arts exam? What kind of good person would have to pass the test of eighteen bronze men to find a partner? Doesn't the Cui family care? Haven't you always been marketing your image as a family of great virtues and traditions? This is a complete collapse!

"What do you think of this martial arts arena?"

Cui Bianxu stood with one hand in front and the other behind, looking quite satisfied with the martial arts arena he had just finished. "I saw that you rode the horse quite well just now. In time, Li Xueyan will definitely not be your opponent. In the rush, these weapons are not complete yet. I have sent people to buy them. Next time you come, it should be ready. Then you can try them all and see which one suits you best."

No, Jiang Shangxian felt that managing her expression had become increasingly difficult recently. When had she ever said she wanted to compete with Li Xueyan? Although Li Xueyan was young, she had practiced equestrianism seriously since she was a child in order to play polo. What kind of little Karami was she? How could she compete with him after just a few practice sessions?

Fortunately, although Jiang Shangxian has a lot of inner thoughts, the character she shows is - if you treat me as a soft persimmon, I'm sorry, you are right.

"Young Master is so thoughtful and takes so much trouble. I feel bad about that." She said this against her will, and her eight little teeth came out to stand guard bravely.

Cui Bianxu waved his hand and said, "It's just an order. Why bother with it? As long as you have made some progress in martial arts, it won't matter!"

He had high hopes for Jiang Shangxian. Those maids were too pampered. They kept complaining and crying out loud. If anyone didn't know, they would think he had done something that would anger God and man.

Cui Bianxu firmly believed that Miss Jiang was so good at cooking because she must have worked hard. The same goes for someone who is willing to work hard in practicing martial arts!

"Come, do a horse stance first and let me see."

Jiang Shangxian: .....Even the King of Hell doesn’t understand time management as well as you do!

"Yes."

Two minutes later, Jiang Shangxian's legs began to shake uncontrollably. At first, her movements were very standard, but slowly the spine of the working people bent. She was clearly standing still, but her body began to sweat. She blinked her innocent puppy eyes with difficulty, trying to awaken Cui Bianxu's conscience - this guy had a small bamboo stick in his hand at some point.

Cui Bianxu met her eyes, then quickly looked away, forcing himself to stare at her shaking legs. He wanted to ask her to get up and rest several times, but in the end, he suppressed all the heartache in his eyes: "A filial son is born under the stick, and only those who endure hardship can become a superior person..."

Another half minute passed, and Jiang Shangxian's entire body began to tremble like Parkinson's disease. He finally spoke, "Get up and rest for a while."

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Jiang Shangxian felt that he might not have any talent for martial arts. After all, in novels, other people could stand in horse stance for one hour, two hours, or even three hours, but how could she only take two or three minutes?

This record was embarrassing even for her no matter how thick-skinned she was.

Cui Bianxu waved his hand, and the servant who had been serving as a background came forward with tea. There was no servant or guard in the Cui Mansion who didn't know Jiang Shangxian. Every one of them had endured the night for her, and their affection was extraordinary. "Miss Jiang, drink some water and take a breath. We were all like this when we first started. It's great that you've come back to stand by Laozhuo."

"Thank you." Jiang Shangxian took the cup and drank it all. She was really thirsty. How could she not be thirsty after sweating so much?

"In the military, this is called Four-square Horse Stance, and in the martial arts world, it's called Standing on the Old Stake. I didn't tell you to stand up when your legs were shaking just now because when you're doing horse stance, if you stand up as soon as you shake, you'll never be able to hold it for long. If you don't stop shaking each time, the time will get longer and longer each time."

The pitiful look in her eyes just now lingered in Cui Bianxu's mind, so he made a special effort to explain it.

The servant lowered his head with a subtle look in his eyes - that's not what Jiulang said when they first started doing horse stance and shaking their legs, right?

Let him think carefully about what he said at that time?

Oh!

Jiulang didn't say a word and just hit him with a stick.

Jiang Shangxian looked at his 'senior', wanting to learn from him and inquire about their progress. "I wonder how long you can hold the horse stance now?"

Even Mr. Wang, who was close to everyone, had said that one must always set a small goal for oneself. She felt that she had no chance of becoming the guard of the Cui Mansion, as they were top students. However, she felt that she could still surpass the servants of the Cui Mansion.

"In reply to Miss Jiang, I don't have much talent. Until now, I can only make a knot for the time it takes to stick an incense stick." As he said this, he secretly glanced at his own Jiulang. Sure enough, Cui Bianxu's face fell.

The servant thought to himself that this was not good. Could it be that he had to practice more?

Fortunately, Cui Bianxu's energy is now mainly focused on Jiang Shangxian. Although he is a little dissatisfied with his ability to only last for a stick of incense, he didn't say much in the end.

Jiang Shangxian is a Muggle. Wouldn't one stick of incense last half an hour? How long had she been doing it just now?

Two and a half minutes!

She now wanted to know how long Lao Fan had been doing this. If it took him only a cup of tea, she would change her small goal.