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Gao Gong was puzzled, "Fangxi Gong, I don't understand, when Grandpa Cheng went on an expedition to Mongolia, there was no shortage of good horses, and we have bought a lot of horses in the horse market in Liaodong over the years, how can you say no?" ”

Jiangdong was 12 years earlier than Gao Gong, Gao Gong was still teaching in Yuwangfu, and he led the troops to fight.

"Alas, Su Qing, you are not in the army, you don't know. At the beginning of the kingdom, the Mongols built horse farms everywhere and stole many war horses from them. It's just that we won't feed it, and we don't have a good horse farm, and in a few decades, the good horses will be exhausted, otherwise the civil fort will be a battle...... Alas, don't say it, don't say it. Jiangdong's face was full of gloom, as a leading general, the horse was the pain of the old man's life.

"You said that in the Liaodong Horse Market, you can buy some war horses, it's true. It's just that there are few good horses among them, and even if there are good horses, the Mongols will cut a knife, and they will not be able to reproduce if they buy them. Moreover, the shortage of food and salary in these years is too great, and people can't eat enough, how can they bother to raise good horses! ”

Gao Gong was dumbfounded, he was arrogant and arrogant, looking down on the world, always thinking that the Ming Dynasty was bullied, it was incompetent in power, and it was the cowardice of the border generals.

After listening to the words of the old-timers, he suddenly woke up, the Ma Zheng of the Ming Dynasty had reached such a point, no matter how powerful he was in the arch, I was afraid that he would not be able to conjure up a good horse and turn things around!

"Fang Xigong, is there no hope for this Ma Zheng?"

"I can't say no." Jiang Dong smiled bitterly: "As far as the old man knows, Ma Fang still has some good horses there, mainly because he took them from the Mongols, whether they can be used as stallions, I don't know yet." The pass still has to fall on the imperial court, but the imperial court is unwilling to contribute money and efforts, and the old man is powerless! ”

Jiangdong lamented that this year's budget was 3.5 million taels of silver spent on repairing the Chaotian Temple for Jiajing, and the expenditure of the military department was pressed again and again, to 1.8 million taels.

Jiangdong almost cried, this money is not even enough for military salaries, if all the silver from Chaotianguan is given to the military department, there may be hope. The nine-sided generals, national affairs, are not as important as a Taoist temple, what an irony!

Gao Gong is even more indignant, he is in charge of the Ministry of Rites, although the expenditure is not much, but Gao Gong also has an abacus, in recent years, the southeast school atmosphere has risen greatly, academies are everywhere, and the enrollment scale is large, often hundreds, thousands of people, but the state and county schools, only a few dozen places.

The world's talents, can not be all into the urn, Gao Gong feels that this is a dereliction of duty in the court, and allowing the outflow of talents is also a big hidden danger.

Therefore, Gao Gong proposed to expand the scale of the state capital and county schools and recruit more students. The fold was sent up, Xu Jie didn't even look at it, and directly pressed it down.

Where you should spend money, you can't take out a tael of silver, and where you shouldn't spend money, you spend it like running water.

The more Gao Gong thought about it, the more angry he became, "Hmph, the imperial court is so difficult, Tang Xingzhi has made the small station so luxurious, it's just hateful!" ”

No wonder Gao Gong scolded, it turned out that after entering the small station, there was a reed mat shed every five miles, which was tightly tied, there were people waiting in it, ginger syrup, a stove that could be roasted, and fresh mutton, roasted with oil, and full of aroma.

At the back of the shed, special forage is also prepared, bean cakes, soybeans, hay, salt, all good things!

What a loser!

Gao Gong was full of anger and found Tang Yi's residence, and he didn't need to be polite, so he rushed in directly.

As soon as I walked into the house, I was startled.

I saw more than 20 singers, holding eighteen kinds of musical instruments, twisting slowly and slowly, chanting in a low voice, it was a natural sound, which made people open their pores and eyes, but how could Gao Gong have a mind, he listened to it like a beautiful sound!

"Tang Yi!"

Gao Gong slapped the table hard, "When, you still have the heart to enjoy!" ”

Tang Yizheng listened with squinted eyes, and was discouraged by the high arch, so he had to wave his hand and let the singer retreat. He got up in person, and while looking for tea, he complained: "Zhongxuangong, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you still so temperamental, if you don't know you, you have to turn your face with you!" ”

"Turn your face and turn your face!" Gao Gonghu said with a face: "Let's not say anything else, just do what I want!" ”

It's worthy of a tall beard, it's really domineering!

Tang Yi grinned bitterly, "Zhongxuan Gong, what are you going to do, you have to talk to me." ”

"Okay, just say it." Gao Gong pondered for a while, pondered and said: "Okay, you hold a horse racing conference to encourage the martial spirit, this is a good thing, but it can be extravagant and wasteful, big and inappropriate." I've already asked Jiang Butang, and I'm really short of good horses, and it's hard to win the race. I see, the Mongols have arrived, and they have brought with them a lot of good horses, many of which can be stallions! ”

Gao Gong probed his body and got closer to Tang Yi, he couldn't hide his excitement and said: "Okay, just rob all the Mongolian stallions, drive people out, if you dare to make trouble, you will be killed!" ”

Ooh!

A mouthful of tea squirted out and sprinkled on the brazier, and suddenly the water vapor flew up with smoke and dust, choking Tang Yi and coughing.

Where is the tall beard, I have met the king of high Yama!

Tang Yizai was careful, up and down, and looked thoroughly, although Gao Gong was rude on the surface, he was still very careful on the inside, how could he be so crazy, wouldn't he have been dropped? Or are you sick and talking nonsense?

Reached out and touched the door of the head, isn't it hot?

"Okay, I'm not sick, I just chatted with Jiang Butang, this is anxious, I really can't imagine that I am so short of horses, no war horses, I can't counterattack the grassland, I can't go deep into the hinterland, I can only passively face the battle every year, even if I win once or twice by chance, I still suffer in the end!"

What a tall beard!

Tang Yi remembered that two or three years ago, when he worked with Gao Gong, he was still a scholar, and he couldn't even compare to his own intrigues, but in a few years, this guy was even familiar with military affairs, he was really unseemly, and he learned so fast!

"Zhong Xuangong, listen to me, this Ma Zheng, I have an idea, but it's just a shame to grab horses and drive people, let's not do a good job."

"You've got an idea!" Gao Gong said domineeringly: "I still remember what you said, if the country lives and dies, it is not because of misfortune and fortune to avoid it." If your idea doesn't come true, the old man still has to grab the horse, anyway, he has to scold people, let them go, I don't care! ”

Yes, King Yu is the only prince, and your tall beard is the person most recognized by King Yu, who would dare to offend the future emperor.

"Zhong Xuangong, the stallion you are worried about, the little brother has already had a way."

"Huh?"

Gao Gong was startled and hurriedly grabbed Tang Yi's arm.

"Okay, do you have a way to get Dawan Ma?"

Tang Yi smiled, "Zhongxuan Gong, does it have to be Da Wanma?" “

Gao Gong scratched his beard and said, "The old man has read the history books of the past dynasties, and the good horses are all from Dawan, and the Han and Tang dynasties are no exception!" ”

"What Zhong Xuangong said is not bad, but it is different from the previous dynasties, because we have opened the sea!"

"Open the sea?"

"That's right!" Tang Yi said with a smile: "After the sea is opened, the mountains and mountains cannot be blocked, and there is no need to care about the many countries, as long as you start from the sea, you can reach the country rich in good horses." Although the sweaty horse has been famous for thousands of years, overseas countries, there are no less than sweaty horses, and it is easier to get them! ”

"Oops!"

Gao Gong slapped his head suddenly, waking up like a dream, he remembered a map that Tang Yi gave to King Yu, sure enough, you can reach many countries by sea, and the vast sea, there is no barrier, if you can get back the stallion from overseas, won't there be hope for the horse politics of the Ming Dynasty?

Since there is such a good way, why not dedicate it to the imperial court and hurry up and raise horses!

What kind of horse racing convention is it, and your brain is broken?

The high arch is puzzled.

"The reason is not difficult, it is easy to breed war horses, but it is difficult to maintain good breeds, and the court officials are greedy for ink and buckle, and often feed good horses into waste. Come to think of it, in order to maintain a good stallion, you must rely on the power of the people. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Promote horse racing, attract people to bet on the game, the income is used to maintain the operation of the racecourse, feed professional horse training talents, it is considered entertainment in peacetime, and in wartime, horses can be requisitioned at any time, I don't know what the middle Xuangong thinks the younger brother does?"

It is worthy of being the originator of Tang Studies, the founder of economics, what a good way, the court does not need to spend silver, just the civil power, can maintain the bloodline inheritance of war horses, it is really a wonderful idea, wonderful!

"It's really powerful, the old man throws himself to the ground." Gao Gong was puzzled again, "Since you have all figured it out, what are you asking those Mongols to do?" Wouldn't it be a big loss to let them peek into the truth and the truth? ”

The weight of the country cannot be revealed, even if the arch is not exempt from vulgarity.

Tang Yi didn't think so, cultivating a war horse, even if there was a way, it would take a few years, after all, a pony can't be born to fight.

What should I do if I continue to enter the prison during the gap period of a few years?

Just use the equestrian competition to deter me from answering, so that he does not dare to act rashly, and he can also show his strength, attract some wall grass to turn upside down, and only make money without losing money.

"Zhong Xuangong, there can't be only one person on the stage, invite the Mongols over, defeat them, we will have more face, be more sensational, and attract more people to invest money, you think about it, is this reasonable?"

"Yes, of course it is, everything in the world has been figured out by you!" Gao arched his mouth to the cheeks, hurriedly ran out, and told Lao Shangshu Jiangdong about Tang Yi's abacus.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Dong's eyes were straight, tears kept spinning in circles, and he shouted anxiously: "Quick, take me to see Lord Tang." ”

Gao Gong rushed to Jiangdong with his arms, but the old man was not in good health, and he came from the capital again, and his face was pale.

"Fang Xi Gong, you should rest more."

"Don't be busy, a handful of old bones, when it will be over, I know!" Jiang Dong grabbed Tang Yi hard, "Su Qing told me, you have a horse in your hand that is better than a bloody horse, let the old man take a look, you can see a good horse, and the old man is blind when he dies!" (To be continued.) )