In this era, this was Cao Miao's first time riding a horse, and it was still a stirrupless horse, so he didn't walk fast. Xiahou Xuan's attendant knight quickly caught up with him, turned his head horizontally, blocked Cao Miao's way, and bowed to him.

"Prince, please stay."

"Is there anything wrong?" Cao Miao tied the reins and looked cold.

"My lord wants to meet the prince." The knight was very polite, but also determined, with an unquestionable look. Although he was very polite, he had no awe. He obviously did not take Cao Miao, Prince Yongqiu, seriously.

Cao Miao glanced at the knight sideways. "Who is your lord?"

The knight proudly said: "Horse Changling Township, Xiahou Taichu."

Cao Miao said without thinking. "I'm not seeing you." As he shook the reins and continued to move forward. He felt a little regretful. He had known that he would have been able to get a few horses today, so he should have had a few pairs of stirrups in Jinshi just now. He had to let Ah Hu go again.

The knight was stunned and stood there on the spot, not knowing what to do. Seeing Cao Miao's horse head hit him, he subconsciously shook the reins and controlled the war horse to let him go to the side. Seeing Cao Miao walking past him, he came to his senses and was furious. He turned his horse's head and stopped Cao Miao's horse again.

"Please stay."

Cao Miao also lowered his face. "Why, do you want to block my way?"

"I dare not. Please stay and meet my lords and lords. My lords and lords are going to the cavalry general's house for a banquet, which will not delay the prince for how long."

"He sees him whenever he wants?" Cao Miao shouted: "Get out!"

The knights and horses were united, and they didn't move at all, their eyes became cold, and they exuded a bitter aura. They were obviously a master who had killed people on the battlefield. They liked to use swords than to talk. Cao Miao knew that there was nothing to say about such people. A big fist was just justice, and he didn't talk nonsense anymore, so he pointed.

Ah Hu shook the reins lightly, grabbed the knight, and said in a cold voice: "Get out!"

"What if I don't get out?" The Knight raised his lips lightly and reached out to press his hand on the hilt of his waist. He did not dare to move to Cao Miao, but it did not mean that he did not dare to move to Cao Miao's servant. But seeing that Ah Hu was a child, he did not take action directly.

Ah Hu didn't say much, and slid off the horse's back on one side, lowered his body, and slammed his shoulders.

The knight sneered, raised his legs, kicked Ah Hu's shoulder, and at the same time reached out to draw his sword. He wanted to use his feet to block Ah Hu's attack first, then draw the sword and put it on Ah Hu's neck, and defeat the enemy with one move, so that Cao Miao's servant knew it was powerful and not to make things boring. Never came, Ah Hu's movements were very fast. As soon as his feet moved, Ah Hu had already bumped into his shoulder and was hitting his little feet.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the knight's calf was broken by Ah Hu. At the same time, the ribs of the war horse were also broken by Ah Hu. The war horse neighed with a sad voice, moved two steps horizontally, and staggered to fall. Seeing that the situation was not good, the knight subconsciously pressed the saddle, flew up from the horse's back, jumped to the ground, avoiding the misfortune of being suppressed by the war horse, but because of the broken calf, he couldn't stand steadily, fell to the ground, and rolled his legs.

"I told you to get out, and you must get out of no stop." Ah Hu clapped his hands, as if he had dropped a piece of dust.

"You--" the knight was so angry that he stood up, stood alone, and at the same time drew out the long sword and pointed directly at Ah Hu's face. "You are seeking death!"

Ah Hu's face turned cold, and he didn't draw his sword. He jumped in front of the knight. He didn't see how he did. He grabbed the long sword from the knight's hand, hit the knight with his shoulders and then hit him several steps, rolled a few times on the ground, rolling all the way across the road, and was almost crushed by a passing car.

Ahu sneered, threw it away, and the sword broke through the wind, stabbed between the knight's legs, buzzing. The knight was so scared that his face turned pale and he didn't dare to move for a long time. He widened his eyes and looked at Ahu in disbelief, his face turned red and white.

Seeing a conflict here, Xiahou Xuan rushed over. He glanced at the knight who was lying on the ground, and a hint of unhappiness flashed across his face, but his movements were still slow. He got out of the car and walked towards Cao Miao, but was stopped by Ahu.

Xiahou Xuan frowned and stood with his hands down. His face was full of wrath, but he still had a grace. He wore a snow-white plain garland, gently blowing in the wind, and flowing out of the dust.

At this time, many passers-by turned around and some exclaimed. "Isn't this Xiahou Taichu, the leader of the Four Cong?"

Immediately someone responded: "Sure enough, there is no second one in Luoyang City for this demeanor."

Hearing Xiahou Xuan's name, a corner of the curtain of a carriage parked by the roadside was lifted, revealing a pretty face with a white and red look. "It turns out that he is Xiahou Taichu. It's as bright as the sun is embracing it, and his reputation is worthy of it."

"A true celebrity." Another voice echoed.

Xiahou Xuan was indifferent to the onlookers and just stood quietly. Ahu felt guilty and quietly looked back at Cao Miao. Cao Miao sat upright on the horse's back and looked down at Xiahou Xuan, feeling a little complicated.

There is no doubt that Xiahou Xuan was a famous scholar, and he could even be said to be the most famous scholar in the Wei and Jin dynasties. He was a master of character and knowledge. Even his opponents such as Sima Yi, Sima Master and his son and his lackeys were more jealous than hostile to Xiahou Xuan.

But unfortunately, this man, as the third generation leader of Cao Wei, did not help Cao Wei's country at all.

Deng Yang rushed over, separated the crowd, squeezed into Cao Miao, and bowed repeatedly. "Prince, Taichu had no malice, just wanted to discuss the truth with the prince. The servant was ignorant and offended the prince. He also asked the prince to forgive him."

"Oh, this is Deng Xuanmao. It's rare. Today I saw two of the Si Cong all at once."

"Yes, the best. Today, I'm so lucky. I'll be happy when I go out."

"Who is this prince? He can actually discuss the truth with Xiahou Taichu?"

"Prince, can you talk about the truth..." Someone exclaimed: "The one from the Yongqiu Palace?"

"Oh——" The people who suddenly realized the truth exclaimed in unison and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. Unlike Yishui'er's admirational look, who looked at Xiahou Xuan, the eyes of Cao Miao were more complicated, some of them sympathetic, some of them contempt, and some of them disdainful.

Cao Miao had no expression on his face, slowly got off the horse's back, reached out and pushed away Deng Fei, walked to Xiahou Xuan, and snorted: "Follow the famous general, the leader of the Four Cong, you are really a big roster. It seems that if you don't discuss it with you, you won't be able to leave today?"

Xiahou Xuan looked calm and bowed. "I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening. The prince was very knowledgeable, but Xuan was happy to see the hunt. He asked the prince to forgive his crime."

"So you treat me as your prey." Cao Miao nodded. He has also read some books in the past two days, including Cao Pi's "Dianlun", and happened to know that "I am happy to see the hunting" is the lyrics in "Dianlun", with "shallow grass and fat beasts" in front of them.

Xiahou Xuan was slightly stunned and then explained: "The hunting that Xuan said is the way, not disrespectful to the prince."
Chapter completed!