I was the best old lady in ancient times

Chapter 701 Horse Riding
Ning Laosi didn't know that his mother was complaining about him, but he just thought it was too sweet for him to say so.

After all, this is his bloody lesson!

It was not until almost noon the next day that Ning Yongkang finally stood up.

Stepping on the floor, although it was still a little soft, it didn't feel shaking anymore.

After he finished washing up, he walked downstairs, but no one was there.

He glanced at the servants standing in the hall, couldn't help frowning, and didn't ask.

After all, Ning Yongkang knew that the language of these servants was completely different from Dajin dialect.

He doesn't want to talk to chickens and ducks!
Originally, he wanted to go out to have a look, but when the servant in the hall saw him coming down, he quickly shook the bell in his hand.

Then someone came up with plates and put the things on the dining table.

Even if Ning Yongkang could not understand the language, he could tell that this was a meal for him.

Rubbing his belly, Ning Yongkang vomited here after getting off the boat, and finally fell asleep, and after sleeping for such a long time, he was already hungry.

He didn't even think about it, he went straight up, sat at the dining table, and started eating.

After eating, Ning Yongkang was still muttering in his heart, the food here seems to be not much different from the food in Dajin!

Ning Yongkang had a good time eating here, while Ning Laosi was engrossed in the study upstairs!

Ning Pengpeng, on the other hand, woke up in the morning, took Qingniang and Ning Jin'er for a walk outside the castle after breakfast!
In this manor, apart from the walls built around the castle, it is filled with various Rosaceae flowers.

On the other hand, outside the city walls, the slaves planted cotton and wheat on those fields.

The cotton is used to provide cloth for textile mills. After the wheat is harvested, only a small part of the wheat flour with bran is left to make bread, and the rest is collected in the warehouse of the castle.

In addition to growing cotton and wheat, the manor also raises various cattle, horses, pigs and sheep.

Ning Lao Si thought that his mother and daughter didn't understand the words here, and didn't know at all. When he went to work in the study, his mother took her daughter out of the castle, and then even guessed and asked someone to take them to the racecourse.

After arriving at the racecourse, Ning Pengpeng gave another meal.

Seeing the servant leading two horses to them, Ning Jin'er's admiration for her grandmother was like a torrent of water, endless.

"Grandma, how did you know what they said?"

Seeing Ning Jin'er's sparkling adoration, Ning Pengpeng felt a little guilty.

Although Western languages ​​are quite different from modern ones.

However, conversations are always the same. As long as you let the other party know what you want to do, as long as the other party is not stupid, you should be able to guess a general idea.

Then add a few plausible words, ahem, that lumberjack can be understood by others, and the other party should be able to guess these stupid words like myself, right?
The fact that these servants brought them to the horse farm and brought the horses proved that her thinking was correct.

"I came all the way just now, didn't that John say something here!
It's okay, listen more and talk more.

If you want to integrate into a place, the first thing is to understand the words here.

It’s okay even if you don’t understand it now, just ask your father to find you a teacher to teach you when you go back after riding the horse. "

Ning Jin'er nodded repeatedly when she heard her grandmother say this.

Here, you really need to learn.

She not only wants to hear everything here from her father, but also wants to feel everything here herself.

"Please put the teacher aside for now, let's get on the horse and take a stroll around."

Ning Pengpeng touched the two horses he brought, and chose one that was completely black with only a tuft of white hair on its forehead.

The other was brown, but it was noticeably smaller than her black horse.

Ning Pengpeng guessed that it should be because the servant here saw that Ning Jin'er was born short, so he specially chose a filly suitable for her to ride.

But even if she chooses a small mare, in Ning Jin'er's eyes, this horse is too tall and scary.

Ning Pengpeng thought for a while, then summoned the servant standing aside, gesticulating, and the servant showed a dazed expression in his eyes, and then led the little brown mare down.

The one that was brought over again was a white pony.

Ning Pengpeng sized it up and was sure that this was definitely a juvenile foal.

However, even a pony is as high as Ning Jin'er's shoulders.

"Grandmother, this pony is so beautiful."

"It's good to be pretty, let Aunt Qing take the rein and walk around with you!"

Ning Pengpeng nodded to Ning Jiner, and then ordered Qing Niang to follow Ning Jiner.

He stepped forward to get on the horse, but saw a slave running over quickly, kneeling on the ground, arching his back for her to step on, so that she could get on the horse.

Ning Pengpeng was stunned for a moment, then his face remained unchanged, he just waved his hand to let the slave go down, stepped on the pedals, and got on the horse's back.

Although I was several years older than when I first went to Mingzhou, I didn't really need someone to help me or step on someone's back to get on a horse.

Moreover, for Ning Pengpeng, stepping on someone's back like this, even if he is a slave, she still feels a little psychologically uncomfortable.

Taking a peek at the hostess sitting on the horseback, the slave who was waved back, after lowering his head, retreated with both hands and feet, feeling uneasy.

Because he didn't know what he did wrong, which made the hostess angry.

After the hostess got angry, if he whipped himself with a horsewhip, he only hoped that he would be whipped half to death, so that he could have a chance to survive.

He lowered his head, waiting for the sickle of fate to strike at him.

But there was only a sound of "drive", and then the sound of the horse's hooves falling to the ground and gradually going away.

The slave was a little stunned. He didn't obey the rule that slaves can't look directly at their master, and looked up at the back of the figure who was riding a horse and galloping in the distance.

This... doesn't he need to be punished?

In other words, the hostess is in a good mood now, so go ride a horse first.

Punish him after she finishes riding the horse?

Ning Jin'er was very envious when she saw her grandma's heroic appearance on horseback.

After finally getting on the back of the little white horse, his whole body was stiff and he did not dare to move.

"Miss Jin'er just relax."

Qing Niang looked at Ning Jin'er with a smile, then stretched out her hand to hold the rein and said to her.

Seeing that Aunt Qing was holding the rein in person, Ning Jin'er breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she hadn't practiced martial arts with Aunt Qing because of her young age.

But she also knew that in the Ning family, Aunt Qing's status might not be lower than that of her father.

Moreover, I know even more that the Ning family, from top to bottom, had learned martial arts from Aunt Qing back then.

So, with Aunt Qing holding the rein, her restless heart immediately settled down.

　Ask for a monthly pass, please!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)