"Ah?" Zhang Ran's tone suddenly became so stern, which made Xue Ming feel extremely surprised. He didn't understand why Zhang Ran suddenly became so angry. He clearly did nothing wrong?

In Xue Ming's view, since there is no horse-mounted stone available for use in the Zhang Mansion, then as a slave of the Zhang Mansion, Xue Ming has the obligation to let the master step on his back and get on the horse... In this way, he can protect the face of his master in front of the two guests, so that these two guests will not be despised by the people in the Zhang Mansion!

The so-called "the master is humiliating the minister and worrying" is nothing like this! Xue Ming did this entirely for the sake of his own master!

However, what Xue Ming never expected was that his behavior of "loyalty to protect the master" not only did not receive the praise of his master, but instead aroused his master's anger... For a moment, Xue Ming couldn't help but feel helpless, and at the same time he felt very puzzled and wronged!

"Why is this happening?"

Xue Ming really wanted to ask his young master what he thought. There was a better and simpler method, but he insisted on moving a bamboo stool. This was not a disease... However, when he looked at Zhang Ran's angry and slightly ferocious face, his heart suddenly became halfway, and he swallowed it again when he was at his mouth!

"Uh...Master, please wait. I'll bring you a bamboo stool!"

After a few seconds of hesitation, Xue Tong got up from the ground, hurriedly said something, and quickly ran towards the direction where the doorman was!

......

"Master, the bamboo stool you want"

In less than a minute, Xue Ming returned from the doorman panting with a breath, and placed it on the side of the maroon horse with great eyesight... a position where Zhang Ran could step on it with his feet!

Then, he looked up carefully at Zhang Ran and asked in a low voice: "Master, will I help you get on the horse?"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Zhang Ran shook his head and rejected Xue Ming's kindness, stepped on the bamboo stool, and with the height of the bamboo stool, he easily stepped on the back of the little mare!

After sitting down immediately, Zhang Ran turned his head and explained to Xue Ming and Xue Tong solemnly: "I heard that men have gold under their knees, so real men should not bend their knees easily! Although you have just entered my mansion... I have never regarded you as slaves... and I hope you can be self-reliant, rather than just being a slave for the rest of your life!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Ming couldn't help but wonder: "Self-reliance and self-improvement? Don't be a slave? But...but, I'm just a slave! From childhood to adulthood, I can only serve people..."

Xue Ming was a slave from the government and gave birth to a son. From the moment he was born, he was a slave and a humble minister... He even had his own life, but his master's!

So, when Zhang Ran told him that he should be self-reliant and not just want to be a slave, Xue Ming was immediately confused!

"Oh" Seeing Xue Ming's expression, Zhang Ran sighed helplessly. He glanced at Huo Qubing next to him, and then said to Xue Ming earnestly: "As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from! A man should have a strong ambition, how can he lose his ambition because of a temporary distress? So what about slaves? Slaves should accept their fate and serve others for the rest of their lives?"

"Now Your Majesty is humble and eager to seek talent. As long as you dare to attack the Huns in the north and make meritorious on the battlefield, you will never be stingy in rewards! Wouldn't you hear about General Wei?"

"With this precedent, as long as you are willing to work hard, how can you know that you can't go into battle and kill the enemy and make contributions to the country in the future?"

“…”

Hearing Zhang Ran’s words, Xue Ming’s eyebrows were squeezed together. He secretly glanced at Huo Qubing next to him, quickly lowered his head, leaned against Zhang Ran, smiled bitterly, and lowered his voice: “Master, you look down on me too highly. I am like this, how dare you compare with General Wei?”

After a pause, Xue Ming looked at Zhang Ran with a pleading face and whispered in a low voice: "Master, please stop talking... If Huo Xiaolang is angered, I will be very guilty of death!"

"You are useless..."

Zhang Ranwan didn't expect that after saying so much, he could not arouse Xue Ming's fighting spirit... Therefore, he was so angry that he almost vomited fragrance!

But considering that Xue Ming's actions were also for his sake... Therefore, Zhang Ran still couldn't say what he cursed!

"Hmph" I felt that all my words had done useless work. Zhang Ran was very angry and couldn't help but snorted coldly, and glared at Xue Ming fiercely, saying, "A rotten wood cannot be carved!"

"Hehe..." Seeing this, Xue Ming couldn't help but smiled silly. Then he saw that Zhang Ran had already gotten on the horse safely, so he quickly moved the bamboo stool, ran to the front, reached out to hold the reins, and said diligently: "Master, I'll take the horse for you!"

"Yeah" Zhang Ran nodded slightly, without saying a word. After all, he has just started learning to ride a horse, and he still needs someone in front to help him control the direction and control the horse speed!

......

Seeing that he had been rubbing for so long, Zhang Ran finally climbed onto the horse's back. Huo Qubing, beside him, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then stepped forward and told Zhang Ran: "Brother Ran, be careful after getting on the horse. You must hold the reins tightly and you must not let go easily at any time... Because, it is not only the key to controlling the war horse, but also the only thing that can be relied on on the horse's back!"

"Yeah, I've recorded it!"

After hearing this, Zhang Ran couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, and quickly grasped the reins in his hand as Huo Qubing said, and did not dare to relax for a moment!

“It’s too tight!”

Seeing Zhang Ran's nervous look and a little overreaction, Huo Qubing suddenly grabbed Zhang Ran's hand and frowned: "Brother Ran, you're holding it too tight! I asked you to hold the reins of the war horse, but I didn't let you pull the reins... If you pull it like this, the horse will hurt, and it's easy to startle the horse! Let go!"

"oh oh"

Hearing Huo Qubing's words, Zhang Ran's expression became even more nervous, and he immediately let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted!

"Haha..." Huo Qubing couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Brother Ran, don't be so nervous! I'm here to show you, what are you afraid of!"

As he said that, Huo Qubing reached out and gently grabbed the reins of the maroon horse and demonstrated to Zhang Ran: "Did you see it? Just grab it like me... When the horse is moving, you just need to gently hold the reins, and don't do other unnecessary movements to avoid the horse from misunderstanding your intentions! If you want to slow down, just tighten your reins a little... If you need to stop, tighten the reins!"
Chapter completed!