213 Get on the Horse and Yousre a Thief I (1/2)

The Headmaster lowered his finger, and looked at the re-boiling pot and the scraps of meat on the chopping-board that were still like a light snowfall and sulkily said, ”If I know everything, do I need to act like a panic-stricken stray dog?”

Eldest Brother was cutting the tasty but slightly tough lamb, and then secretly thought with a smile, ”Headmaster, are you really this disquieted in life?”

The Headmaster put the bowl and chopsticks on the cutting board, rolled up his sleeves, and easily took the sharp knife from Eldest brother's hand. After several Shua sounds, all the mutton slices were flying in the air and instantly piled up into snowy peaks.

Mutton could be easily cooked in the boiled water. The Headmaster was scrambling and eating alone with relish, with the soup dripping down his beard. He did not even consider to give precedence to his most loving disciple. The old yellow bull that was lowering its head and eating grass on the meadow looked up at him and displeasedly snorted twice.

Looking at the teacher's happy appearance, Eldest brother shook his head, wiped his hands, and then walked slowly to the tree that was about to wither in winter. Staring at the blue lake not far away from the meadow and those distant Horse Gangs that were barely visible on the opposite side of the lake, he gradually raised his eyebrows and thoughtfully asked, ”Master, Is this the Shubi Lake where Younger Brother lived?”

Gradually with the passing of time, some unknown things would naturally be known one way or another, for instance, the one who was finally capable of entering the Back Mountain of the Academy was a lad named Ning Que and not Prince Long Qing.

The Headmaster was slowly drinking the lamb soup in the bowl. He felt so cozy that his long eyebrows seemed to fly in the winter wind. He then said looking at the near lake and some distant place, ”He grew up in the City of Wei, and became a man in Shubi Lake.”

Eldest Brother nodded his head and looked back at the headmaster, asking, ”Headmaster, why did we come to the City of Wei?”

The Headmaster, carrying the soup bowl in his hand, watched those Horse Gangs who were busy making a living in the Shubi Lake, and said, ”After all, he's my student, though we haven't met yet. But since we're on the way there, let's call it a home visit .”

Recalling the scene when he left the Academy in Chang'an last spring and remembering the words that the Headmaster said at that time and the big black umbrella that the lad carried on his back, Eldest Brother asked, ”Headmaster, have you known for long that Younger Brother will become one of the Younger Brothers in the Academy?”

The Headmaster put down his soup bowl and uttered a satisfying sigh, touching his belly. He said shaking his head, ”There's no such thing as predestined. How can you predict it?”

”Even Haotian can't arrange everything.”

The Headmaster looked up at the clear sky hanging over the grassland in the winter, as if he could see that trembling little boy who was holding a chopper in a woodshed a dozen years ago, and then he said emotionally, ”Many years ago, I met your Younger Brother once, and I felt he was just like one of my old friends. I never expected that he would actually survive and come to my side.”

Eldest Brother stared at the grassland, and anxiously said, ”I'm wondering whether Younger Brother can handle entering the Wilderness on his own.”

The Headmaster replied, ”The child doesn't have an easy life. The wilderness is his home, so he won't be too embarrassed there. If not, doesn't he still have you, his Senior Brother?

Eldest Brother bowed his head down with a smile as warm as the spring breeze.

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The piercing sound of mighty arrows, like a sharp whistle, instantly tore the twilight over the camp.

Because of the distance, when the arrows flew out of the camp, they were already out of shape and slow. They were Just like a drunkard who fell on the ground unharmed, but the campers knew that the sound of the arrows was intended to warn or show off, so their mood did not lighten up.

In the distance of the grassland, the cloud of smoke gradually dispersed, revealing more than 100 horsemen. On horseback, the savages in furs and cotton-padded vestments could be seen. They held the reins and barked wildly and excitedly, as though they had found a large number of prey.

One branch of the Yan Kingdom cavalry in the camp was sent to meet them. When they were several arrows away, the prairie savages whistled as they circled the camp's shallow waters, refusing to approach, but having no intentions of leaving.

Ning Que was the first one to find the trace of Horse Gangs. He jumped out of the horse carriage after giving out the first warning. He was silently leading the Big Black Horse, and always ready to get on the saddle. Yet he gradually wrinkled watching these grassland barbarians who were whistling and walking around- on the grassland in winter, it could be called a large group of Horse Gangs consisting of more than 100 fine cavalries. He did not know when they began to eye the grain team, and he subconsciously looked aside.

The young men and women of Black Ink Garden lived in the Grand River Country in the far south for a long time. Only in legend did they hear of the savage terror of the northern Horse Gangs.This was the first time in their lives that they had ever faced these Horse Gangs on the grassland. Although all the disciples from Black Ink Garden including Cat Girl, occasionally showed anxiety on their silent brows, they were absolutely not flustered, each holding the long hilt of a knife, waiting for the battle later.

At this time, three cavalries galloped out with the dust from the north of the camp, and quickly scattered away with the final flaming twilight.

The disciples of Black Ink Garden of Great River Kingdom were in-charge of escorting the grain to the Left-Tent palace on the grassland, but cavalries of Yan Kingdom who were responsible for the security of the grain team did not obey the order. They were ambiguous, disobedient and displeased with each other, yet Zhuo Zhihua could not help but admire the three galloping cavalries.

”Yan generals showed their quick response as they were the first to send envoys to the palace to give a message.”