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The girl's high-pitched voice quickly caught the attention of the patrolling Praetorian Guards.
Did Lord Yu fall overboard?
Where, where?
Master Yu, calm down, we're here to save you!
Zhuang Liangzhen quietly retreated into the shadows.
Everyone flocked up, but Yu Chenxing got up by himself, the pool was not deep, and the waist-high, wet clothes stuck to the body made the tall figure a little thin, and the orange firelight reflected the young man's dark expression, which looked very dignified, no, not dignified, but full of murderous aura.
Everyone looked at him carefully: "Lord Yu, what's going on?" ”
He slowly climbed ashore and took a breath before he said lightly: "I was pushed." ”
Yes? Who is so bold? Who dares to commit murder here, and who is it?
The Praetorian Guard drew his sword.
Yu Chenxing looked at Zhuang Liangzhen, who was clean, and said slowly: "It's a little king and eight calves." ”
Everyone looked at each other.
"I'm fine, you're busy." There was no fluctuation in his tone, and he didn't want to be disturbed.
Everyone continued to look at me, I look at you, but they still retired very interestingly, and before leaving, they looked at the little maid standing in the shadows, and solemnly reminded: "Take care of your young master, don't let him fall into the water again." ”
The little maid was blessed. A chicken, flying, and dog jumping just came to an end.
Zhuang Liangzhen is not afraid of revenge at all.
In such an important case, he actually revealed all the details to her, which shows how much he attaches importance to the smuggler war horse case.
Those shouting and shouting are just dead ducks with hard mouths, refusing to admit that she is good.
yes, why didn't he dare to admit that she was good? As soon as Yu Chenxing thought of this question, he immediately avoided it and forced himself to think about the War Horse case.
Although the businessman involved in the case has committed suicide in fear of crime in the prison of the Criminal Department, Dali Temple and even the Metropolitan Procuratorate refused to close the case, and was determined to make a fuss about it, maybe it had something to do with the Lu Gongfu, but no one dared to say so, so he could only investigate, and he grabbed this pit and investigated it hard, constantly putting pressure on the 32nd guard of Kyoto, and it was only a matter of time before the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies was involved.
The aftermath line can't be left behind at all, so he can only cooperate with the above to secretly investigate. He is not very old, he climbs too high, and his colleagues will not say anything, and they must be disdainful in their hearts, and if something goes wrong in this matter, it will be confirmed that he came in by the relationship between his grandmother and grandfather.
God knows that for this position, he traveled from Shunan, Pingzhang to Shanggu, back and forth for three years, and endured all the hardships he had never suffered in his life, and he was questioned like this, how could he be willing with his character.
But why didn't he dare to admit that she was good? It's good to get into his heart.
The good ones make him miserable all the time.
No, it's all painful and a good fart, he hates her, he hates her, he hates it very much!
"Zhuang Liangzhen." Yu Chenxing wiped the water on his face, his hands trembled angrily, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you believe it or not, I'll do you here, and then dig a pit and bury it, no one knows?" ”
Zhuang Liangzhen walked out of the shadows, there was no shame in his eyes, but it was the stubbornness that he was crazy about, and this madness stemmed from indescribable pain and hatred.
"You still have the strength to dig a pit, do you want to come to that light?" She tilted her head to look at him.
Yu Chenxing was completely stunned.
It took a long time to shout with a red face: "You are still not a woman, you are still not a woman, fighting with men, you fight with men, and you are also specialized in beating people, you are like this...... Let men protect you?! ”
"I'm fine on my own, I don't need a man's protection." She looked back, her face looking sleepy, "Let's go see the horse tomorrow, I'm sleepy." ”
Her departing figure was pulled by the palace lamp that fluttered in the wind, and it was indescribably lonely, but it was more like an indomitable bravery.
……
The way back is not far, but when passing through the octagonal pavilion, a team of patrol guards just happened to pass by, there are many maids coming and going nearby, she is not conspicuous, but the lights of the octagonal pavilion are flourishing, and the flowers and trees around her are bright, and she passes under the tree, without the cover of the veil, like a bright cinnabar falling into the moonlight.
She heard someone gasp.
The officers and men who walked in front widened their eyes with familiar amazement in their eyes.
It is difficult for such a beautiful woman not to be eye-catching, and her identity is naturally not ordinary, she may be the playful lady of the Xungui family, or she may be the most cherished concubine of the prince and grandson, but it is impossible to be just a slave.
"Girl, it's late at night, it's not appropriate to linger any longer......" He took two steps forward, perhaps the girl needed his escort.
"Don't bother Captain Modu." A scholar-like man stopped him.
He looked at it fixedly, and knew that this person was the staff of the good grandson, so he bowed his hand to say hello, and the other party also returned the courtesy, and then walked to the girl with a smile, whispered a few words to her, and then sent her away.
Jiang Ming handed the cloak in his hand to Zhuang Liangzhen: "Put it on, the second master heard that you went to see the horse with Lord Yu alone, and he was very worried, so he sent me over to take a look, I didn't expect you to finish reading it so quickly." ”
The cloak was the one she usually used, and Liang Xiao knew that she left with Yu Chenxing, presumably at her residence at this moment.
"Why don't you let Chunlu come over?" She asked.
Jiang Ming said with a smile: "I'm a bully, and I can be bullied by a girl when I come over; Second, Lord Yu always has to give me a few thin noodles, so that I won't embarrass the girl. ”
Zhuang Liangzhen approvingly: "You are indeed his dog, as hypocritical as him." ”
"Whether it's a dog or a human, as long as people are treated like people, not as good as dogs, then what's the matter?" Jiang Ming won't be angry at all.
Zhuang Liangzhen laughed twice.
"By the way, what about Lord Yu?" Jiang Ming asked. Lord Yu is too unreliable, so he lets the girl walk alone at night.
"He's fallen into the water, and now it's in pain and it's not easy to walk."
Jiang Ming sighed in surprise: "Then you left him like this?" ”
Zhuang Liangzhen twisted his eyebrows: "Yes, it's that he can't walk, and it's not that I can't walk." ”
Jiang Ming was speechless.
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It was late at night, and the Buddhist hall in the second room of Duke Lu's Mansion had just finished chanting, and Mrs. Liang walked out with a tired face.
Xie Lanrong, the third girl of the Xie family, moved forward lightly and supported her arm.
"Kneeling and sitting for so long, the second lady is careful about her step." She said softly.
"Silly boy, I have a handkerchief with your mother, just call me aunt."
"Yes, aunt." Xie Lanrong said sweetly, a face as beautiful as a flower of spring dawn.
Mrs. Liang lost her beloved son and had to rely on Buddhism to get rid of her sorrow, and stayed in the Buddhist hall for a month, looking more and more kind.
Mrs. Liangsan poured her a cup of tea, and her face was worried.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ryoji asked.
"It's still about Gangneung Racecourse." Mrs. Ryozo wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.
"It's okay, let's go on, the three girls are their own people."
The second lady of Liang leaned on the kang, and the third girl carefully pounded her legs.
"The war horse of the Tianzi number was ...... last night Nope. Mrs. Ryosan sighed.
Tianzi is a special horse farm in Gangneung to breed the strongest endurance stallions, how special it is, the officers and soldiers patrolling around are selected according to the standards of the Imperial City Praetorian Guard, and there are many checkpoints, not so much a horse farm, but the most stringent military base.
The first volume of the "Book of Horses" brought back by Lan Yanzhi made the Liang clan more accurate selection and domestication of wild horses, and then through special feeding methods, the Hun war horses that were attacked were terrified. However, on the last page of the scriptures, it is clearly written: This method has a fatal flaw, and after a few generations, it is completely degenerated, no different from ordinary Jingma, and even has symptoms of physical weakness.
The horse that died last night fulfilled this curse.
Since the golden age of war horses is three to ten years old, the 3,000 battalions in Kyoto, the Soldiers and Horses Division, and even more than 200 guards in Daqi have to allocate a number of horses every year to replace retired or accidental casualties, and every ten years, the Liang clan also provides thousands of excellent war horses to the army guarding the frontier to deter the Xiongnu.
If there is a problem with the horses of Tianzihao, the needs of Kyoto and the guards can still be handled, but the border war horses that change blood once every ten years are hanging, which means that it will be difficult for the Lu Mansion to continue the legend of Jiangzuo's wealthy family.
People, once they have tasted the top, how can they want to go down again?
Mrs. Liangsan said: "This year, the border is not very peaceful, although there are a few small fights, but casualties are inevitable, the lord said that Prince Rong may be on the fold, asking for the deployment of military supplies in advance, in that case, we will not have much time, maybe five years...... Or three years. ”
Three years! That's imminent. Mrs. Liang played with the Buddhist beads in her hand.
Xie Lanrong felt the gentle gaze of the second lady Liang, her heart was cold, and she secretly shivered.
"Auntie, how strong my grandmother Chen's ability is, you have also seen that her Ma language is by no means weaker than Zhuang Liangzhen. Zhuang Liangzhen entered the Yeju Garden just to pull out a war horse, she entered, all the war horses roared in unison, acting in unison. She is the daughter of a pure-blooded High Priestess of the Barbarian Clan, and she is probably the last pure-blooded Barbarian in this world. "She's proud.
Second Lady Liang smiled: "Chen, it is indeed excellent. ”
It's more reassuring than Zhuang Liangzhen's mixed-race.
However, she looked at Mrs. Liangsan, and Mrs. Liangsan understood, "But we want to know...... When will she find the green horse? ”
Only purebred green horses can breed the most perfect war horses in the world, but this kind of thing is really rare in a hundred years, and it may not be able to catch it when it is encountered, and that thing is said to run like flying.
Xie Lanrong bit her lower lip lightly and snorted: "Actually, I have already caught a horse, or I have just given birth to a cub, and my temperament is extremely violent, I would rather burn the jade than surrender, and it didn't take long for him to die." ”
The mare would rather die than give in, and when he was angry, his eyes were actually red, and the stallion who came to breed was frightened by its legs as soon as it approached, and even bit off the wrist of the horse feeder.
There has always been a rule in the horse race: if a good horse cannot be tamed, it must be released.
However, in order to climb the towering giant tree of the Lu Gongfu, the Xie clan of Chen Jun did not hesitate to torture the green horse to death, which is an intolerable evil in the eyes of the Erbarian people, and the Chen family, who is the descendant of the high priest, ...... It can be seen that he is also greedy for money and forgetful, but Mrs. Liang likes this kind of person.
Greed is a good thing, and people who are not greedy are boring.
Mrs. Liang said, "What a rare thing, just like this, sin." ”
Xie Lanrong hurriedly said: "There is still hope, we can use the carcass of the mare to trap the foal." ”
She didn't dare to say that she had been trapping for two months, but the foal seemed to have evaporated from the earth.