can get the official position of a deacon of the Internal Affairs Office in the palace.,It's definitely a guy who is good at slapping horses.。 Therefore, when a big celebrity like Wu Zhe came, he naturally offered benefits with all his might.

Anyway, the emperor's decree says to use it as it is, so you're welcome.

So before Wu Zhe could say the specific amount, the Ministry of Internal Affairs had already provided a cart of spars.

A cart of three-level hedron ......

Wu Zhe really hadn't seen so many spars. The little eunuch next to him was already dumbfounded.

'There are fewer spars, and I don't know if Commander Zhou is enough. You use it first, and if it's not enough, just ask. The steward said with a smile on his face and squinted his eyes. His waist was almost bent to the ground.

Wu Zhe had long since gradually become accustomed to these groveling situations. Anyway, although the main theme of this era has positive public morality, there is also a clear distinction between the upper and lower classes of this kind, and it is good to conform to the times.

"It's hard for the steward to bother so much, so I've made a note here. Wu Zhe asked casually: "This steward doesn't know the name of the honorable man, and I know it in my heart?"

Wu Zhe naturally never forgot it, and he had already seen the situation of this steward in a large number of materials, but it was still necessary to pretend to be a good person at this time.

The steward happily reported his name and surname, and Wu Zhe nodded to show that he understood.

The little eunuch accompanied Wu Zhe to the Imperial Horse Prison again. The attendants of the Internal Affairs Mansion also pushed a small cart and sent the spar to Prince Mo's Mansion first.

When I arrived at the Imperial Horse Prison, I had already greeted him.

Although he is in the right position, who in the entire imperial court does not know Zhou Zhiruo's name? Not to mention the identity of the Yuan Therapy Palace, nor the relationship between Prince Mo, even the friends of Her Royal Highness the princess are scared to death.

Bi Ma Wen was on duty, and he happened to lead a group of subordinates to greet him: "Humble to welcome Commander Zhou is late, and I hope to forgive my sins." ”

After a brief courtesy, the little eunuch announced the holy decree.

Bi Ma Wen led his men to kneel and listen to the holy decree. After getting up, he even had a little panic: "Commander Zhou has become a colleague with his humble position from today." How dare you do that?"

Wu Zhe bowed his hand and said: "Why should you be polite, you are the main position, and I am the deputy position." Let's ......"

"No, no, no, how can you afford a humble position?" Bi Mawen was quite afraid that Wu Zhe was saying the opposite, so he quickly corrected it.

Wu Zhe was naturally appeased for a while, and walked inside casually.

Although the Imperial Horse Warden is a royal horse ring. But after all, it is a place where horses are raised, and all kinds of smells come to the face.

It's okay outside, but when I go in, it stinks.

The little eunuch followed Wu Zhe and began to hide his face.

Bi Mawen noticed this x and hurriedly said: "There is no way to govern the lowly position, and the smell here is strong, which is really a forgiveness for the adult." ”

"As long as the horses are well raised, it doesn't matter what they taste like. Wu Zhe waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

She can turn off her sense of smell anyway, and she really doesn't mind these kinds of problems.

Several subordinates of the Imperial Horse Prison secretly looked at Wu Zhe, and secretly said in their hearts: This beauty turned out to be the legendary big celebrity Zhou Zhiruo. I didn't expect her to dislike the taste of the Imperial Horse Supervisor. This is very different from ordinary women.

Bi Ma Wen, the leader of the Imperial Horse Warden, is indeed a talent, and he is quite good at training and raising horses. It is also a physical faction, and even some key horses are raised in the Imperial Horse Prison.

Originally, the Imperial Horse Warden could only be used as a copywriting office, and there was a special stable for raising horses, so it did not need to be placed in the official office. However, in order to take care of the fine horses, this Bi Ma Wen kept them in the backyard for the convenience of supervision.

"Commander Zhou, but you want to see the horse?" Bi Ma Wen saw that Wu Zhe followed the taste and walked to the back hall, and hurriedly asked with a smile.

"Fetch the list of horses. Wu Zhe said as he walked.

"Go get it. Bi Ma Wen beckoned to his men.

Although Wu Zhe maintains a certain amount of politeness, it is still necessary to be appropriately condescending. Especially words that are too humble. On the contrary, it is easy to cause disadvantages in the future use of horses.

Wu Zhe walked to the backyard and saw many good horses.

"Thank you, sir. These horses know that they are good breeds and are well raised, and they are all one in a hundred BMWs. Wu Zhe praised, and said to the attendants of the Imperial Horse Supervisor: "You have worked hard. If you look at the horses, you know that you are doing your best. Every day and night I work for the horses. ”

With her eyesight, it was easy to see good and bad horses when she looked at them.

With her current style, she is very much like the messenger sent from above to inspect the work.

Of course, everyone at the scene felt that it was a matter of course. I didn't think that this deputy Bi Ma Wen was suspected of overstepping his authority, but said humbly one by one: "Commander Zhou has won the award." ”

"It's definitely not a prize. The so-called horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, and feeding the horses in the middle of the night is quite hard. Moreover, the horses were well-haired, apparently well-hazed, and often groomed. This is all thanks to you. I will definitely give credit to you truthfully. ”

The hearts of the people of the Imperial Horse Prison were overjoyed.

I looked at the list of horses again, but there was nothing special about it. Wu Zhe selected five horses directly from the stables.

"I took these horses back for research. Wu Zhe called a pen and paper and wrote down an IOU.

The people in the Imperial Horse Prison couldn't help but be stunned, they couldn't imagine that she was willing to write an IOU?

Soon, Wu Zhe left. The people of the Imperial Horse Prison were still looking at the IOU in a daze.

"Hey, I didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to be so approachable. ”

"Look at other people's words, this is called a beautiful!"

"Bah, I see that you are just looking at her so beautiful, where did you notice the handwriting? ”

Without mentioning the discussion here, Wu Zhe returned to Prince Mo's Mansion with his horse, and someone from the Internal Affairs Office had been waiting for him.

Wu Zhe asked the people from Prince Mo's Mansion to count the spars and write another IOU.

"Commander Zhou, don't be embarrassed. If I accept your IOU, I am afraid that the steward will break the hand of the servant. The people from the Internal Affairs Office refused to accept Wu Zhe's note, and ran away with a few kowtows.

It was as if he had been bribed, Wu Zhe smiled, and secretly said that it was okay to do this. The number of spars is more and less unclear, and it is also convenient to do things by yourself.

Picking a place in Prince Mo's backyard, Wu Zhe arranged for people to transform it into a stable.

The people in the house had no objection at all, and they carried out a major renovation without saying a word.

Soon, a place to store the horses was placed. It is separated from the horses in other parts of the province and belongs to Wu Zhe's own experimental field.

After dark, the people were dismissed, and Wu Zhe began his own research.

Inlaid with spars!

With the experience of the little wild boar and Hai Dongqing, Wu Zhe can control the spar into the horse's forehead very smoothly.

The difficulty is that while Wu Zhe inlaid the spar, he didn't want people to know.

As a result, in the second half of the night, Wu Zhe did not succeed. It's not a rush. (To be continued......)