After saying goodbye to Li Yide, Zhang Baoer and Wei Xianyun continued to move forward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Xianyun said lightly: "Bao'er, this Li Yide is not simple, it is better to have him as a master to teach those child slaves archery!" ”

"Not only archery, they have a lot to learn!" Zhang Bao'er stopped, smiled at Wei Xianyun and said, "And you, sir, you are also their master!" ”

"Me?" Wei Xianyun was stunned: "What can I teach them?" ”

"Culture and knowledge!"

"Teach them culture and knowledge?" Wei Xianyun was even more strange: "What's the use of teaching them this?" ”

Zhang Baoer said solemnly: "Not only do they need to have strong force, but they also need to have wise minds!" Only then will our power become stronger! Just like an army, an army without culture is a stupid army, how can a stupid army win and conquer? ”

Wei Xianyun was silent for a long time, and he nodded approvingly: "Bao'er, you are right, your approach is also far-sighted!" ”

Xu Yanzhuo smiled and said nothing, whether he was a child or not, he knew in his heart.

Zhang Bao'er and Wei Xianyun quietly looked at the horses in the distance, and at this moment, Suba and Chuda hurried over.

"Master!" Suba and Chuda stood behind Zhang Bao'er and shouted softly respectfully.

Zhang Bao'er came back to his senses, he turned around, looked at the two of them and smiled slightly: "You have worked hard!" ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard!" The two of them are on the same page.

"How many horses are there?" Zhang Baoer asked casually.

"One hundred and seventeen!" Chuda remembers it well.

"One hundred and seventeen?" Zhang Bao'er sighed. "Too little!"

"It's too little!" Chuda also sighed and said, "Even if this horse farm raises five thousand horses, there is no problem!" ”

Zhang Bao'er suddenly stared at Suba, and didn't speak for a long time, Suba was a little unnatural.

"Suba!" Zhang Bao'er finally spoke.

"Master!" Suba replied respectfully.

"I need a lot of good horses!"

"Huh?" Suba didn't react for a moment.

"I can see that you are very good at raising horses and training horses, I want you to assist Chuda, in three years, you must make the number of horses in the horse farm reach 1,000!" Speaking of this, Zhang Bao'er glanced at Chuda again and said to the two of them, "You two discuss how much silver you need, and I'll give it to you!" I'll give you as many people as you need! ”

Chuda and Suba didn't expect that they were just slaves, but the master trusted them so much and entrusted them with such an important matter, which had never been done before.

Suba and Chuda's lips trembled, unable to utter a word.

"Also, it won't be long before I get you out of your lowly status, and your family will become good citizens in the future, so you can do it with confidence!"

The two knelt down in front of Zhang Bao'er: "Master, if we can't raise a thousand good horses in three years, we will cut off our heads ourselves!" ”

"Get up! I believe in you! Seeing the two of them stand up, Zhang Bao'er continued: "Suba, I know your thoughts, but there are some things that you can't do well if you want to!" Tell me, what is your biggest difficulty right now? ”

Chuda glanced at Suba beside him, and stopped talking.

Zhang Bao'er looked at Chuda: "Can't you still believe me?" Go ahead! ”

"Yes! Master! Suba finally got the courage to say, "The biggest difficulty now is the lack of stallions!" ”

"Lack of stallions?" Zhang Bao'er frowned, he didn't know what this kind of horse was for.

"Yes, master!" Chuda explains: "We have quite a few mares, but not enough stallions. Only stallions that are excellent in all aspects can get a large number of good horses after breeding with mares! ”

Zhang Bao'er suddenly realized: "I understand what you mean, then tell me, what kind of horse is the most suitable stallion?" ”

"Turkic horses!"

"Turkic horses! Turkic horses! Zhang Bao'er muttered twice, and then asked, "You mean that as long as you can get purebred Turkic horses, you can breed a large number of good horses?" ”

"Yes, master!" Chuda nodded.

Zhang Bao'er suddenly smiled: "I understand! Rest assured, I've got this in my hands! ”

"Master, you ......" Suba was shocked in her heart.

Zhang Bao'er said confidently: "When the matter in Luzhou is over, I will personally go to the Turks to ensure that I will get the purest Turkic horses for you!" ”

The Tang Dynasty and the Turks have always been in a state of hostility, and Suba and Chuda know in their hearts what it means to go deep into the Turkic hinterland as Tang people.

Suba was about to open his mouth to stop it, but Zhang Bao'er waved his hand to stop him: "Suba, Chuda, I know what you have in mind!" You just have to make the most of your abilities, just tell me what you need! If I can't provide you with the best conditions, I am not worthy to be your master! ”

"Yes, master!" Subba and Chuda bowed their heads, trying to keep their tears from flowing.

"Is there enough people at the racecourse?" Zhang Baoer asked again.

Suba raised her head and a bright smile appeared on her face again: "The families of those child slaves are all arranged in the horse farm, and they are grateful for the good deeds of their masters, and they have nothing to say about their work. The shopkeeper Cen bought back the horse breeders who were originally sold, and our manpower is enough! ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded at the two of them, and went away with Wei Xianyun.

Suba looked at Zhang Bao'er's back, bit her lip, and said to Qiu Da: "Uncle Qiu, I must try to get that horse!" ”

The horse Suba was talking about was found by chance in the depths of the grass not far from the horse farm.

The horse stood with the countless needles of grass, and the wind swept over it, and it was struck back. It had been standing there looking at him.

Low clouds brushed the horse's body, and the horse began to walk in the grass. The clouds scattered as it ran, covering its body as if it were flying through the clouds. Suba felt a strange shock, and the horse resembled a Pegasus, its long mane plucked by the wind and clouds, and its head floated lightly in the clouds, occasionally flashing, and then quickly disappearing. The posture of the horse in the clouds and mist is so beautiful, as beautiful as the artistic conception in a dream. It hissed suddenly, and the sadness in its voice made Suba's hands tremble.

Chuda looked at Suba, "Kid, did you see it again today?" ”

Suba stared at Chuda, "I've been following it for days, but I can only see its shadow every time.

"The sorrow of a horse can reach the heart of man, and that is the reason why he approaches man. It should be the last sacred horse in this grassland, that horse lives in the woods of Dacang Mountain, but always comes to the lake to drink. It ran so far to the lake, as if looking for its loved ones. Child, your mind is too big, real riders will look for those boots of their own, but those boots are the soul of the gallop, no one can wear the ...... it walks on the prairie" Chuda's eyes overflowed with sadness: "If it is the rider who has to endure the pain, are you ready?" ”