Dazhuang seemed startled, suddenly lifting its hooves and bolting.
Clinging to the reins in his hands, Liang Yuening staggered a couple of times, nearly tumbling to the ground. Luckily his reflexes were quick; he pushed off the ground and leapt onto the horse's back. He then desperately hugged the horse's neck, terrified of falling off. "Ahead, keep going ahead... that's right, Dazhuang, run forward! When we get back, I'll feed you some grass!"
Thus, after several such tumults on the road, Dazhuang alternated between running fast and slow, bouncing Liang Yuening so hard he felt like his bones would fall apart. Initially clumsy, he had no skill in horse-riding, but gradually, as if discovering the knack for it, he became more accustomed, making the rest of the journey much smoother.
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