City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 730 - 0731: Horse Language [First Release]

Chapter 730: Chapter 0731: Horse Language [First Release]

Eastern Castle and the nearby manor had only one coachman and a few horses, but those horses were originally kept by Count Charley for leisure and were not considered good horses.

"Viscount Ye Qiu, here we only have the coachman and the horses, but no carriage. If you need to ride a horse, I can have the coachman bring them over."

"Bring them over for a look!"

Ye Qiu was quite sincere; in ancient Huaxia, the most precious blood-sweat baoma horses might now only number a few in the country, while Western Asia might still have some.

Therefore, in the major competitions today, all the awards in equestrian championships are won by people from Europe and America, while Huaxian athletes struggle even to qualify for the official competitions.

This indicated that the domestic horses were inadequate, and so was the racing technology.

The gardener, worried about losing his job under Ye Qiu, appeared very enthusiastic and hurried to find the coachman.

Zhou Wenting asked in surprise, "Ye Qiu, can you actually ride a horse?"

In Zhou Wenting’s view, it seemed impossible for Ye Qiu to know how to ride, unless he was one of those Mongolians, but even then, Ye Qiu did not seem the type!

Ye Qiu just smiled but said nothing.

Louise recalled the events of the previous night and was still very angry at Ye Qiu, naturally not saying anything either.

Yet, she too wondered whether Ye Qiu really knew how to ride a horse.

For her, it was no problem, as riding and racing horses were just usual training activities for someone from the upper echelons of nobility.

While the three of them were waiting, it wasn’t long before the coachman appeared with five horses. Judging from their demeanor, these horses were a far cry from those of Count Charley, but they were not too bad either.

"Viscount Ye Qiu, I heard you want to ride a horse. These horses have spirit, but they are used to their freedom, and it’s difficult for most people to get on them. This old horse, which has been with me for five or six years, can be ridden. The others might not work; they could throw you off."

The old coachman said.

He did not know whether Ye Qiu could ride. If he couldn’t and had to deal with a wild horse, he might get thrown off violently and end up with broken bones.

"I refuse to believe that a mere beast would dare to do that!"

Ye Qiu muttered to himself.

In ancient times, there were coachmen who specialized in breeding and training horses, and even among coachmen, the responsibilities might vary.

However, different people with different training—in Europe as well as in Huaxia—had their unique training techniques. Like those from Mongolia, they could use rods and ropes to tame horses.

Now, observing the horses bred by these people, Ye Qiu considered them rather delicate and, much like the French, inherently arrogant.

Apart from the coachman riding that familiar old horse, it was unlikely that others could ride those horses. Even the coachman himself, despite having reared them for so long, could still not tame them.

As the coachman prepared the old horse for Ye Qiu and then led it with Ye Qiu, the new master, to inspect the surroundings of Eastern Castle’s manor,

Ye Qiu did not get on the old horse but instead turned his gaze towards a fiery red stallion, which stood out in the herd as the proudest and most aloof.

As Ye Qiu approached, the horse seemed about to lift its forelegs to kick him, clearly very arrogant and unlikely wanting to be approached by a seemingly frail young man like Ye Qiu.

Zhou Wenting and the old coachman both appeared worried. If Ye Qiu were to be struck in the chest by the horse’s forelegs, it could be very dangerous, even potentially fatal.

Ancient people said, when flattering a horse, it’s all about understanding what the horse is thinking to truly tame it.

With the soul consciousness that Ye Qiu had absorbed, he could use Eastern techniques to tame this horse or Western techniques to tame another horse.

"Ye Qiu, it kicks at you; it seems it doesn’t like you!"

Zhou Wenting said.

Louise also watched Ye Qiu, feeling he was becoming more and more peculiar, but she doubted whether Ye Qiu could actually tame this red horse.

Of course, she had also learned horse training techniques before but wondered if she could tame the other party?

Ye Qiu remained silent, walked up to the horse’s rear, and patted it, causing the horse to stop, then stared at Ye Qiu with those big eyes.

Ye Qiu then patted the horse’s strong body again, moved to the side of its mouth, touched there, and then whispered something unknown.

In the end, to the astonishment of the old coachman and even Zhou Wenting and Louise, the horse, which had been very arrogant just moments ago, now actually sat down.

Clearly, it wanted Ye Qiu to mount it.

What on earth had Ye Qiu just said to make the horse change like that?

The old coachman didn’t understand, and Zhou Wenting and Louise were even more baffled.

But as Louise thought, Ye Qiu was becoming more and more mysterious and impressive.

"Wenting, want to come up?"

Ye Qiu asked, looking at Zhou Wenting.

"Won’t I fall off?"

Zhou Wenting asked, somewhat frightened.

While Zhou Wenting still hesitated, Ye Qiu directly pulled her up and positioned her in front of him, letting her sit in the front while he sat behind.

For some reason, at that moment Zhou Wenting was very happy, while Louise watched from the side, her face looking somewhat upset.

Even though Ye Qiu had rejected her the night before, unexpectedly, he now appeared so intimate with Zhou Wenting right in front of her.

"Up."

After the steed rose from the ground, Ye Qiu said, "From now on, I’ll call you Crimson, and you will be mine alone."

As the horse slowly moved forward, the four horses behind followed it, while the old coachman and Louise watched in astonishment.

They watched as Ye Qiu rode the horse far across the manor’s lawn, just seeing Ye Qiu embrace Zhou Wenting as they rode, even without a saddle, until the horse ran far off into the distance.

Finally, Ye Qiu let the horse stop.

Zhou Wenting, seated on the horse, was extremely nervous, especially since Crimson had been running so fast, she was afraid she might actually fall off.

But, being held by Ye Qiu, she didn’t need to worry at all.

Zhou Wenting realized she had not felt such excitement in a long while, her heart was racing as she ran alongside the horse.

"Do you like it?"

Ye Qiu asked, embracing Zhou Wenting’s soft body.

Smelling the unique fragrance of Zhou Wenting’s body and her hair scent wafting with the wind, Zhou Wenting melted into Ye Qiu’s embrace, utterly embarrassed.

"It’s, it’s okay, I was just scared of falling off."

Zhou Wenting said.

"What is there to be scared of, with me here?"

"How do you know how to ride horses? And, how does this horse listen to you?"

This was what really surprised Zhou Wenting.

"Because I speak ’horse language,’ I can communicate with any horse!"