On the grassland, three miles northwest of the Rehe Palace, by the river.

Cao Hao stood there, his eyes didn't know where to fall, chewing the hard beef jerky with difficulty in his mouth, trying to swallow it, and he couldn't understand the taste.

Suddenly, the sixteenth elder brother raised his voice and shouted to him: "Cao Hao, Cao Hao, look over there!" ”

Cao Hao came back to his senses, patted his forehead, and told himself to forget that it had been three hundred years since then, and there was nothing he could not let go. He followed the fingers of the sixteenth elder brother, and saw a large group of horses pressed by the shore far upstream, wriggling at a slow speed, and some people could be vaguely seen riding horses with long poles to follow the front and back.

The sixteenth elder brother's eyes lit up, and he dragged Cao Hao and said excitedly: "Wild horses, it must be a wild horse group, it seems to be a horse!! Let's go, let's go and see! ”

Cao Hao had only seen the Mongolian horses on TV in his previous life, and he had been outside the Saiwai for more than half a month in this life, but it was the first time he had seen this scene, and he also wanted to see the world in the past. At that moment, the two of them rode their horses and galloped towards the herd.

When there were still two or three hundred meters away from the horses, Cao Hao and the sixteenth elder brother pulled the reins of the horses at the same time and strangled the horses.

The horsemen were all sturdy Mongol men, and they were scattered around the wild horses in two groups, gradually forming an encirclement trend, waving the long sleeve poles in their hands, and whistling to slowly drive the wild horses that had slowed down to one another.

The herd is led by one of the strongest males, with the adult males guarding each other on both wings, and the female at the back of the herd, keeping the foals in the herd. At this time, the head horse seemed to have understood that his people were in a trap, and stood vigilantly in front of the herd, looking at the Mongolian men who were learning the neighing of horses.

The encirclement had been formed, and with a whistle, the white poles above the black-pressed horses shook, and the wild horses were in chaos and scattered, and no matter how much the horses roared, they could not gather again. For a while, it was dusty, people shouted and neighed, and it was very lively.

The Mongol men skillfully divided the herd, and did not run for the first horse, but repeatedly selected among the horses that had been divided into small groups, and soon, the winning wild horses were dragged out of the column one after another by the sleeves on the white poles.

Which free wild horse is willing to be bound? Neighing, kicking, struggling, each horse struggled with its arresters, trying to break free. Among them, a pure black male wild horse is the most, this horse surnamed is extremely fierce, and he twisted his head a few times, as if he wanted to break the ash pole of the pole bearer.

The pole bearer was a man in a brocade robe, and he obviously didn't expect this horse to be like this, and the pole that was tossed by it almost wanted to get rid of it, and it was a little difficult to hold it. He seemed a little helpless, but finally jumped on the horse.

The black horse was willing to obey, and suddenly stood upright, and kicked his hind hooves vigorously, trying to turn the man on his back off the horse. The brocade-robed man gripped the horse's mane with his left hand and leaned down, almost clinging to the horse's back. The black horse neighed and ran back and forth, and the man in the brocade robe clamped the horse's belly, and his body rose and fell with the horse's back, so that he was firmly nailed to the horse's back. After tossing for nearly a quarter of an hour, the dark horse gradually became honest.

At this time, except for a few wild horses of all sizes that were trapped by everyone, the other wild horses had rushed out of the crowd under the leadership of the head horse and rushed to the depths of the grassland, leaving only black spots in the distance.

Cao Hao learned to ride a horse for seven or eight years, but it was the first time he saw such a superb person in equestrianism, and he couldn't help but shout. The sixteenth elder brother looked at the black horse with envy on his face, urging Cao Hao to drive the horse over together.

The man in the brocade robe was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his figure was very burly, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and a head on his neck that was larger than ordinary people. Under the thick black eyebrows, there was a pair of slightly shy eyes, and when he saw a stranger coming, he showed a little panic for a while.

When the Mongolian men around saw the living people, they all shrank back to the brocade-robed man, faintly forming a phalanx, protecting the brocade-robed man in the middle, obviously well-trained, not like an ordinary guard, more like a personal soldier.

Cao Hao and the sixteenth elder brother glanced at each other, and they were able to appear near the palace, and they were dressed up like this, it seemed that they were the nobles of Mongolia.

Among the guards, there was an older one, who seemed to have some knowledge, and looked at Cao Hao and the sixteenth elder brother seriously, and finally his eyes fell on the yellow belt around the sixteenth elder brother's waist, his eyes flickered, and he leaned down to the brocade-robed man's ear and muttered a few words.

When the brocade-robed young man heard this, he hurriedly got off his horse, led the horse two steps forward, performed a Mongolian salute, and said in Manchu: "I...... I...... I'm here to ...... From the ...... Section...... Section...... Horqin ...... Su ...... of Qin and Horqin Sue...... Sukh ...... Hertz...... Sukhba ...... Baru, please...... Please...... Excuse me...... Two...... The two of them are like ...... As...... How to call it? ”

This young man called Luo Buzang Gongbu blushed and had a thick neck, and only then did he stumble and say the whole sentence.

It turned out that this young man had a stutter, no wonder he saw a little restrained, thinking that he was afraid of being ridiculed. Although his stammering Manchu is really funny, Cao Hao does not have any discriminatory thoughts, this is not a big problem, most of it is acquired, and cases of healing through psychotherapy abound in modern society. Cao Hao knew that the status of the person who came was not low, but Horqin had a total of eight banners, divided into four princes and four county kings, but he didn't know which Sukhbaru belonged to, so he looked at the sixteenth elder brother at the moment.

The sixteenth elder brother had a solemn expression, and he no longer had the laughing appearance just now, so he also turned over and dismounted, and said with a straight face: "I am the sixteenth son of His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Empire, which banner of the Horqin Department is Your Excellency?" ”

"Original...... Original...... Original...... Originally...... It turned out to be ...... Be...... It's sixteen...... Six...... Sixteen ...... Brother, I'm ...... I am...... Section...... Section...... Horqin ...... Qinzuo ...... Left...... Left Wing Center ...... Zhongqi ...... Stab...... Stab...... Zasak ...... Reach...... Darhan ...... Rare ...... Kiss...... Prince...... King...... Clause...... Clause...... Third...... The third son. ”

Sukhbaru was the third son born to Prince Bandi of Darhan and Princess Duanmin of Shunzhi, and was Kangxi's nephew. It was the first time he had come to the court with his eldest brother, the prince of the world, Lobzang Gunbu, and he had not yet met the princes. Now that he has met a prince of the same generation, Sukhbaru is a little excited, and he is anxious to tell the other party who he is, but he stumbles even more. Finally, he was a little annoyed in his own heart, for fear that this defect would be despised by these two people.

As a result, the sixteenth elder brother smiled heartily, hugged his wrist and said, "It turned out to be the third prince of the prince of Bandi." Speaking of which, the prince is still my cousin. As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled at Cao Hao in Chinese: "What, I met a cousin again." ”

Cao Hao suddenly thought of the lyrics in "Red Lantern" - "My cousins are innumerable", and immediately smiled, called Su Hebaru a thousand, and said: "Cao Hao, the third-class guard in front of the emperor, has seen the third prince. ”

Seeing that the two of them did not have any mocking expressions, and that they were very close, Sukhbaru was very happy, because he heard the two of them talking in Chinese, and immediately said to the two of them in Chinese: "Ten ...... Ten...... Sixteen ...... Brother, good ...... Quite...... Flat...... Flat...... Approachable and ...... Already...... Since it is, it is...... Be...... Good...... Good friends, just ...... Straight...... Direct, called...... Call me...... Sue...... Sukhbaru ...... All right. This...... The...... Brave...... Warriors ...... Fast...... Hurry up and excuse me, ten ...... Sixteen ...... Brother's Friend...... Friend...... Also...... Also...... That is、I ...... My friend. ”

Cao Hao listened to him speak in Chinese, knew that he was taking care of himself, and heard him say that he was also his friend, and deeply felt the hospitality of the Mongols, and his heart had a deeper good impression of these three princes.

The sixteenth elder brother also thought about this, but felt that Sukhbaru was very friendly, so he smiled and said: "Since the prince has said so, it can be seen that the prince is a cheerful person, and you don't have to be polite Cao Hao." Prince, this Cao Hao is my companion and my cousin, as you said, now, everyone is a good friend, so there is no need to make those nonsense. Just now, we saw the prince taming the horse, I really admired, the prince is not a man who lives on horseback, and he is a hero. ”

Sukhbaru was overjoyed to hear this, and took them up to look at his newly tamed wild horse, and pointed to it from head to toe. Brother Sixteen and Cao Hao didn't know much about Soma, but they listened with great interest, and asked a few questions from time to time. Sukhbaru's rise to talk is almost the same, and sometimes he can say a whole sentence coherently, and after this conversation, he has regarded the two as confidants and friends.

This Sukhbaru is the thirty-seven-year-old son of Princess Duanmin, who is loved as a treasure by the prince and his wife, and if there is no physical defect of Knock, he will be the sunniest prince on the grassland. It's a pity that since he became a little stammer, although others are afraid of the prince's favor for him, they will still laugh at him openly and secretly, so that he always has a certain shadow.

Sukhbaru is a very strong child, and he always feels that he is looked down upon because of his stumbling, and even he has lost face to his noble parents, so he works very hard in both riding and shooting, and wants to do his best in everything, but if he is capable, no one will despise him. However, as he grew older and more capable, there were more and more people around him who were flattering, but in addition to his family, there were no people who really ignored his flaws.

Now that he had two friends who were equal in his affection for him, Sukhbaru was so blessed that he was eager to share all the best things with his two friends. At the moment, he pulled the sixteenth elder brother and Cao Hao, and insisted on giving them wild horses, so that they could choose their favorite horses from the horses they had set up today.