Chapter Thirty-Eight: Grass and Mud Horse! (Guarantee 1)

Who is Shi Miyuan? When the dynasty is alone! Covering the sky with one hand, and before he stepped down, let alone died, he dared to ridicule Chi Guoguo's sarcasm in front of the public, and he surrendered to the Jin State and killed the anti-Jin generals! Is there any royal law for this Nima! How many dynasties in our China could do this? When will the people be so happy? This is so unscientific!

In order to apply for the job, he didn't hear it wrong, Hong Tao put down the bowl of marinade, walked out of the teahouse, and changed two more venues, and then he was silent. This kind of program is not a special case, there are basically such programs in all the fields where they talk about burlesque and nonsense, not only Shi Miyuan, everyone says it, the only thing that doesn't say it is the emperor, it seems that as long as the emperor is not said, no one cares.

"Alas, you're so lucky, and it's given me another reason to help you, are we Transformers or Justice League?" Hong Tao likes this kind of social atmosphere very much, because he himself is a broken mouth and likes to find fault with the government. In his eyes, as long as it is the government, there is nothing without problems, it is nothing more than a question of the size and degree of problems. And he believes that from the standpoint of the common people, they should find fault with the government, scolding them every day for not doing a good job, and if they coax them every day, they will not do a good job. He hates things like the people's mouth the most, and even Nima is not allowed to write a plot above the handle when he writes an online article, and it would be a hell if the cultural industry could be engaged. In Guo Degang's words, this is: the upper class doesn't watch love action movies, they come for real!

In order to keep this loose social form and prevent the Mongols from harming it, and at the same time to keep this habit alive, he decided to really make a good effort. It can't be said that he forgot his life to toss the Mongols. At least you have to take this game seriously. Less of your own recklessness and more of practical actions. Protecting the Southern Song Dynasty is not to protect their rule, nor to protect the ownership of this imperial court, but to protect this civilization, and then let time be the best judge, leaving what should be left and what should not be left behind. What should be left and what should not be kept. It's not my job, and I don't have the right to do it.

By the way, to correct a common-sense mistake, there is no need to kneel in a lawsuit in the Song Dynasty. Other dynasties are not clear, anyway, the Southern Song Dynasty definitely does not use it. Because he was just in time for the circuit court of the Southern Song Dynasty, it is not clear what the official position of the person sitting in the hall is, anyway, the official should be not small, and he is wearing a red official uniform. The courtroom in Lin'an City is open, what does it mean? In other words, this courtroom is like a stage, with no doors and no windows in the front. There is a small square in front of it, and whoever wants to hear it will go to it. There is no need to verify your identity and register in advance.

There are two signs at the entrance of the court, the word lawsuit card on the left, and the Qu card on the right. If the case is not urgent, go to the left to submit the pleadings, and then wait for the court to arrange a specific court time. If you are in a hurry, go under the right bend card, and when you come, the court will be held, whether it is the plaintiff, the defendant or the litigant, you will stand and talk, and you don't have to kneel unless you are willing. It seems that the process of Bao Qingtian's trial in movies and television is fake, which is also normal, whether it is a drama or a novel, many of them were made in the Ming and Qing dynasties. According to the social environment at the time, it is hard to imagine that you will not kneel in court, even if you know it, you will not dare to write it truthfully, and you will not publish it if you write it, can you stand it?

"Lao Luo, I'm back...... Hey, hey, hey, look at my takeaway today, here's ...... Hey...... "After a day, at about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Hong Tao returned to Luo Youde's small courtyard with a bag of small bits and pieces he bought. As soon as he entered the yard, Luo Youde pounced like a tiger pounced, and couldn't help but say, threw Hong Tao's arm to the ground, and pulled him out of the way.

"Brother Hong, you are back, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, it's too late!" After getting on the horse, Luo Youde's little whip snapped, not that the horse was galloping, anyway, it had already begun to trot. This time, Hong Tao didn't even have the ability to speak, his ability to ride a horse was very loose, and it was okay to walk slowly, but once he trotted up, it was a little difficult. He wasn't worried about hitting passers-by, but worried that he would fall, Lin'an City was full of bluestone roads, and it was enough to fall down.

Why is Luo Youde in such a hurry? Because the place to eat is a little far away, according to later generations, the place where he invited guests belongs to the hall hall in the scenic area, called Fengle Building, just on the edge of the West Lake, four or five miles away from Sanqiao Street. This is a formal banquet, and it is still a high-ranking official who comes, and as the host, he must go to wait in advance, and you can't let the vice chairman of the Military Commission wait for you to open the banquet.

Fengle Building is very big, the lantern is covered with bamboo leaves, Hong Tao is very fond of it, he doesn't think that the women of the Southern Song Dynasty are better looking than the later generations, or even inferior to the later generations, but a few old men are not interesting to eat, and there are a few girls to accompany them, and the atmosphere is more harmonious. As for the vice chairman of the Military Commission, he is quite tall, and his beard is more upscale than Luo Youde, and the beard that he has is the same as washing and baking oil with Sassoon, which is smooth and silky.

"Far South Australia! Where is this place? Regarding Hong Tao's identity, the vice chairman of the Military Commission obviously had more eyes than Luo Youde, and he didn't believe it, not only did he not believe it, but he also asked it on the spot.

"Shi Bo Rongyu...... I didn't really believe in my little nephew, but Brother Hong is indeed a great talent, and the sea ships he built can travel hundreds of miles a day. The ship was parked at the dock of the city at this moment, and Shibo could see it. Luo Youde is still quite righteous, his words are equivalent to helping Hong Tao as a guarantor, once Hong Tao has an accident, he can't run away.

"I saw the boat, and so did the horses, and such a big event was reported yesterday as soon as it docked. The old man has a question, where are these good horses produced, and can they be bred in my Great Song Dynasty? In recent years, the imperial court has made a lot of horse supervisors, and the Xixia horse, the Sichuan horse, and the Guangma have all been bred, but unfortunately it has cost a lot and there has never been a feasible place. "When the vice chairman saw Luo Youde helping Hong Tao as a guarantor, he didn't pursue the identity issue more, the big ship could be seen from inside the city, not because it was big, but because its mast was too high, higher than the city wall, and it was difficult to see it.

"This horse is called the grass mud horse, and it is produced on the African continent, which is just south of the great cannibals, stretching for thousands of miles, and the people on it are as faceless as the bottom of a pot, and their whole bodies are black. There are only two seasons in a year, there is no spring and autumn, only rain and drought, which is similar to the climate of Yazhou in the Great Song Dynasty. If these horses are raised in the north, they will definitely not succeed, but it is not impossible, just let them have a suitable breeding base, such as Yazhou. Then use the Guang horse, the Sichuan horse, the Xixia horse, the Mongolian horse and mate with them, and the horses will be bred from generation to generation to breed horses suitable for life in the north. Hong Tao looked left and right, Luo Youde wanted to answer but he really didn't have the ability, his younger brother simply didn't even raise his head, for fear that others would ask him, yes, he had to go on his own.

"Yazhou can raise horses!?" For the first time, the vice chairman was a little surprised, and even put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"It's true, and there are iron mines in Yazhou, exchanging iron ore with Africans for horses, not only does it cost less, but they are also happy, Africa is short of iron!" As soon as Hong Tao heard it, the drama was coming, and he didn't go around in circles at the moment, he played around with these politicians, ten of them were not one, instead of guessing and playing with each other, it was better to come directly, maybe he could gain the trust of the other party. Sometimes you have to play evil and be surprised, especially if you have the name of a foreigner, the more you try to pretend to be a Song person, the more unreliable you are.

"As you said, there are also many big food merchants in our court, why do they have a horse of grass...... Didn't bring the mud horse with you? "The vice-chairman has a lot more questions than Luo Youde, and he thinks about it at a different level.

"Don't hide it from the boss, the hometown of the big cannibal was also captured by the Mongols, and it may not be the same as the Great Song Dynasty. The goods they trafficked were all very small and expensive things, although the Great Song Dynasty did not have them, but those things could not be eaten or drunk, and they did not help the Great Song Dynasty much. Moreover, the trafficking of horses at sea has high requirements for ships, not that the little nephew boasts, even if the merchant ships of the big cannibals traffic horses, they will not survive in the Great Song Dynasty, and the horses cannot live at sea for too long, their ships are small and slow. Although the other party is a senior national cadre, his knowledge is far from his own, and he has no place to study it.

"I wonder how much this horse costs?" The vice chairman really can't find fault with Hong Tao's remarks, he has never been to the big food country, but he has seen the merchant ships of the big food merchants, and the words of transporting horses are really a bit small.

"If you want to buy it with silver, I am afraid it will be more expensive than the Sixia horses, but the Africans have iron, and it is much cheaper to exchange iron ore with them, even cheaper than the Cantonese horses. Africa is far away from our dynasty, and a little iron ore is not to worry about, but if grass and mud horses can be bred in the Great Song Dynasty, ten years later, our dynasty will no longer have to worry about the lack of military horses. "Hong Tao doesn't want to sell horses, he wants iron ore, and the Great Song Dynasty is not short of iron, its annual pig iron production is probably on top of the world, barter, not only cheap, but also not suspected of funding the empire, this excuse should be the most appropriate, and I can't find anything wrong with it. As for whether Africa is really deficient in iron, it is not all up to one's own mouth, who can go to Africa to inquire about this idea?

"Well, it makes sense, why did you sell horses to me?" The vice-chairman picked up the chopsticks again, but it was indeed a piece of ginger. Judging from this action, he wanted to pretend that he didn't care very much, but he had already begun to calculate in his heart, and the action of eating vegetables was completely subconsciously disguised. (To be continued.) )