Wang Ningan is very resentful, Bao Heizi wronged himself at the beginning, he held back a bad stomach, and wanted to make Lao Bao suffer, but now he finally got his wish, and calculated all the people and spirits of the Great Song Dynasty, and the sense of accomplishment exploded, Wang Ningan was excited like a beckoning cat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of the ten horses, Wang Ning'an left six, and what he left behind was neither the tallest nor the fastest, but the most complete!!!

That's right, the war horses sold by the Liao State to the Great Song Dynasty have to be cut with a knife, and they can't reproduce, so they can only be scrapped after a few years of riding, and the Great Song Dynasty has no war horses of its own, so they can only rely on imports, and they don't need to say much to know what will happen.

Cui Yu likes horses very much, and through smuggling channels, he got a complete Northland horse and carefully raised it in the Wild Wolf Valley. learned from Liang Dagang's mouth that there was a stallion in the Wild Wolf Valley, and Wang Ningan immediately made an calculation.

Almost all the war horses that became famous in later generations were continuously selected and cultivated through excellent genes. The Han and Tang dynasties once had the largest herd of war horses, but later they did not notice the protection of the bloodline, and the best stallions disappeared, and their descendants continued to breed in combination with local horses, gradually absorbing the genes of local horses, becoming short, becoming docile, and no longer having the majestic posture of sweat and blood...... The invincible iron cavalry of the Han and Tang dynasties disappeared in the long river of history.

Wang Ning'an grabbed four stallions, two mares, and six purebred Northland horses, if they were handed over to Bao Heizi and presented to the imperial court, it was most likely that after the gelding, he would become the plaything of the emperor and noble ministers.

Even if it is sent to the army, the bad horse politics of the Great Song Dynasty will make the Shenju become a waste and the beautiful jade become a stubborn stone...... Rather than wasting good things in vain, it is better to put them in his own hands, Wang Ningan's strength is very weak and his financial resources are very limited, but he is willing to devote his heart and soul to truly cultivating a strong cavalry......

He asked Liang Dagang to find a hidden valley as a temporary pasture for raising horses, and he set up a file for the four stallions, and the offspring that will reproduce in the future should also be filed, breeding, selecting, training, and raising...... Never be sloppy, ten years of work, to build a thousand strong soldiers, this is the goal that Wang Ningan set for himself.

Don't think that there are very few cavalry, the number of cavalry that can barely be called cavalry in the Great Song Dynasty is only more than 10,000, and a thousand professional cavalry armed to the teeth is enough to fight against tens of thousands of barbarian cavalry. It can be said that when this cavalry is established, not only Cangzhou, but even the entire Hebei East Road, will be as stable as Mount Tai, and the Wang family also has the capital to be compared with discounts and breeders!

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"What is that stinky boy doing? Did you swallow all six Northland horses? Bao Zheng put down the brush, rubbed his eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Dong Weng, Wang Ning'an is indeed too bold, according to Zhao Hu's investigation, the Wang family's tribe slipped back to the Wild Wolf Valley, it seems that he still wants to put the horse farm there."

Bao Zheng was stunned for a moment, and laughed randomly, "The Wild Wolf Valley has just been destroyed, burned to the ground, hundreds of people have died, ordinary people don't dare to approach easily, he chose the Wild Wolf Valley, he is very discerning!" ”

"No matter how great Wang Erlang's ability is, he can't escape the eyes of adults, do you want to send someone to get the horses back immediately?" Gongsun Ce glanced at the tie on the table, which was exactly what Bao Heizi wanted to give to Zhao Zhen, which described the beginning and end of the Cui family's case in detail, and made a list of seized family property, which was written for dozens of pages.

"My lord, if you make ten northland horses, the imperial court will definitely reward you heavily." Gongsun Ce reminded softly.

"Hahaha!" Bao Zheng shook his head, "Mr. Gongsun, Maxima often has, but Bole does not often have. The BMW good horse was sent to the imperial court, and it became a plaything, how could the old man destroy the heavens in order to promote himself? ”

"How do you know that the adult left it to Wang Ning'an is not a tyrannical thing?"

"The old man doesn't know!" Bao Zheng put his hands behind his back and sighed, "However, in the battle of Wild Wolf Valley, the Wang family's troops are much stronger than the imperial court's Xiang army. ”

Gongsun Ce's face was inevitably flushed, not only the Xiang army, even if it was the forbidden army, in the face of gold and silver treasures, he would not be indifferent.

"They regard horses as heavier than gold and silver, so they will definitely raise them with all their heart, if they really let them play famous, the old man has his own way!"

Gongsun Ce was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he dared to pick peaches for Heizi!

Black, so black!

"The old man has no children and no daughters, and he has nothing else to think about except to seek the country." Bao Heizi seemed to comfort himself, picked up the tie again, carefully proofread it, sealed it with fire paint, handed it to his subordinates, and sent it to the capital overnight.

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Within a tall palace wall, there is a neat farmland, which is divided into small square pieces, where wheat, millet, rice, and broad beans are planted...... There are no less than a dozen crops, and a middle-aged man is harvesting wheat with his trouser legs and a sickle in his hand.

He was white-skinned, thin-eyed, slightly chubby, with a long beard tucked away with tongs, a ridge of wheat cut, and sweat dripping from his forehead.

An old eunuch standing on the side hurriedly ran over, wiped the man's sweat, and said distressedly: "Official, the meaning is all at once, don't be tired of the dragon body." ”

It turned out that this middle-aged man was the supreme of the Great Song Dynasty, His Majesty the Emperor Zhao Zhen, that is, the well-known Song Renzong in later generations - of course, at this time, Zhao Zhen was in his prime, and Renzong was the temple number after his death, except for Wang Ning'an, I am afraid that no one knows.

Zhao Zhen smiled, "Chen Companion, I did it for less than half an hour, and I was covered in sweat, thinking about the people, every autumn harvest, all day and night, hard work, busy for a year, but I can't eat, I'm ashamed of the common people!" ”

The old eunuch Chen Lin said with a smile: "Official, since ancient times, people's livelihood has been difficult, so it is better to do it. I am now rich in things and people, and the people's lives are getting better and better, and they are thinking about the good of the official family up and down. A family of ten, they can't take care of it, the official family is rich all over the world, and the people are billions of dollars, even if they don't sleep, they can't take care of it! ”

Zhao Zhen laughed, "Chen Banban will give me a relief pill to eat, just listen to you." ”

Putting down the sickle in his hand, Chen Lin accompanied Zhao Zhen and entered the Guanjia Hall to rest. Men plough and weave, plant in spring and harvest in autumn, as an emperor, you must take the lead in setting an example and set an example for the people of the world.

Every year in spring and autumn, Zhao Zhen has to work in front of the Guanjia Palace, do some farm work, Zhao Zhen ate half a bowl of rice more than usual, and the old Chen Lin saw it in his eyes and smiled.

"Official, there is a troupe from Liyuan acting in the afternoon."

"Oh, which one?" Zhao Zhen said curiously.

"It's 'Suo Lin Bag'."

Zhao Zhen is quite literate, and in terms of achievements, among the emperors of the Song Dynasty, he is second only to the king of the dead country who founded the thin gold body. Zhao Zhen also has a lot of dabbling in opera, and the hottest track in Bianjing in recent years is "The Legend of Yingying", a talented and beautiful woman, everyone loves it, but in the end, Zhang Sheng actually abandoned Cui Yingying, and scolded her for being a demon and a curse...... Although women seduce men and are not in harmony with etiquette, Zhang Sheng is so ruthless and unjust, it is inevitable that people will be disgusted.

After Zhao Zhen listened to "The Legend of Yingying" twice, he didn't want to watch it anymore, but he didn't expect a new track to come out today, and he was interested.

"Chen Banban, I don't know which great talent is working on this "Suolin Bag", and what story has been written?"

Chen Lin smiled, "As far as the slave maid knows, "Suo Lin Bag" was written by a teenager, only twelve or thirteen years old, maybe even younger. ”

When Zhao Zhen heard it, he was even more happy, the Song Dynasty was the era of respecting prodigies, composing poems at the age of five, writing essays at the age of seven, and the children spoke amazing words, not at all strange, but regarded as the stars descending to earth, and were highly respected. Prodigies appeared in various places, all vying to play the imperial court, and Zhao Zhen also rewarded a pair of prodigy brothers in Sichuan not long ago.

I was even more surprised to hear that a teenager could do opera.

"Chen Companion, writing poems and lyrics, or has a gift from God, but the words are legendary, but he must have insight into the world, know the various human feelings, and grow a delicate heart. I'm afraid that at a young age, I may not be able to experience the three flavors, so how can I make a wonderful article? ”

Chen Lin bowed slightly, "What the official family said is extremely true, but the strange is here, the old slave pondered that maybe God sent a treasure to the official family, but I don't know!" ”

"I'm going to see how this "Suolin Bag" is written!" Zhao Zhen agreed with a smile.