Shaziba is located in the southwest of Suzhou City, forty miles.

The south of Manjushri Mountain, the north of Qilian Mountain, is sandwiched by two mountains, the snow water flows down from the mountains, and the left is surrounded by the winding Lai River, which is a rare fertile field.

Many of the fields of the wealthy families were located here, and the Ming court opened a pasture here, which was converted into a Naadam place set up by the Mongolian people who were attached to the nearby Kansai Qiwei and the Hexi Corridor.

When the sun rises at three poles, the grassland of Shaziba is already crowded with people, and the Mongolians from various tribes inside and outside the Guanguan have gathered here, pulled up a big tent, surrounded the grass field, and drove wooden stakes.

For a time, there was a sea of people, the voices of the people were boiling, and the noise was extraordinary, and the officers and soldiers arrived early to maintain order, carefully check the identities of the people who entered the market, and check the goods.

This Naadam is not only a Mongolian here, but also many Han people in the Guan, carrying their own goods, trading with the Mongolians, and communicating with each other.

It can also be regarded as a way of border mutual market, and the large Han people near Suzhou Wei will bring their families here to take the opportunity to trade and earn some silver.

Li Chengen and Deng Pingyu brought more than 100 soldiers in the yamen and arrived at the sand dam early, and the officials on duty were nodding and bowing to Deng and Li to introduce the situation here and report their work.

Bao Yuanqian followed the tail of the Yamen people, looking at the well-dressed Xingdu Division and his party in front of him, including Dou Qin that day.

Many officials in the yamen brought their families to watch the annual conference, and Deng and Li were no exception.

But what made Bao Yuanqian incomprehensible was that Dou Qin was accompanied by a middle-aged man in his forties, who was the head of the Cui family, Cui Jingxing.

And behind him was also followed by a luxurious carriage, which Bao Yuanqian recognized, it was Cui Yingying's carriage.

"It's a big show." Sarenya, who was also riding a horse on the side, had a strange aura of yin and yang.

Bao Yuanqian naturally knew who she was teasing when she heard it, but he thought that she was a princess of a country, and her pomp and circumstance since childhood was better than this Cui Yingying, but she was afraid that she was ten times stronger than a hundred times.

"This time is different from the past, with my tail between my legs, Lord Li gave me a death order, if something goes wrong, I will be responsible." Bao Yuanqian reminded.

Sarenya pouted and said, "How can it be so serious, what can those people know about?" ”

She was kept in the dark, she didn't know the reason, and she said that she would soon be taken back by her brother, and she was afraid of these foreign Ganzhou officials?

Bao Yuanqian was speechless for a while, and glared at her, "Don't listen to Lao Tzu?" Then I'll send you back to the city now. ”

"Don't, don't.... I can't listen to it, I finally came to Naadam. Sarenya hurriedly relented.

Bao Butong in the rear, Lu Gangfeng and the others all laughed and said nothing, they could subdue this pungent princess of Beiyuan, they had no choice, and they had to be Bao Yuanqian.

Sarenya has a temperament, likes the strong rather than the weak, if you are submissive to her, she will ride on your head and scatter the wild. If you have your own mind and are not used to her, she will think about whether what the other person is saying is reasonable.

happens to be a person who has crossed in later generations, Bao Yuanqian does not instigate her identity.

As time progressed, a series of tedious steppe rituals at the Naadam Congress ended, and the people of all ethnic groups began their own trade and revelry.

Wrestling, horse racing, archery, buying and selling.

Li Chengen wanted to accompany Xingdu Si and his party, so he made a look and asked Bao Yuanqian to take Na Sa Renya farther away, and Bao Yuanqian and Lu Gangfeng and his party escorted Sa Renya into the distance.

Sarenya rode her horse slowly, closing her eyes and breathing in the breath of the grassland, feeling the surging crowds around her, and hearing the Mongolian language from time to time, she felt as if she was in her hometown at this time.

She misses the grassland, and she misses the carefree teenage life with her brother even more.

After walking for a while, the group saw a large horse market in front of them, and many horse sheds had been set up temporarily, in which some Semu and Mongols were shouting at the passers-by to see their horses.

"Shhhhh A horse neighed, and everyone who barked was shocked in their hearts, and it also attracted Bao Yuanqian's attention.

When he heard the sound, he saw a horse in the stable, which was pitch black as ink, unusually strong, with its head held high, neighing loudly.

The original owner of Bao Yuanqian's body has been proficient in bowing horses since he was a child, and he has a special sensitivity to horses.

With a glance of his rough eyes, he was deeply dragged away by the horse, and saw that its body was held high, and its front torso was high, and it was a cut above the horses around him.

Obviously, the manger has been raised since childhood, forcing the horse to hold its head high, creating the current figure.

Its four hooves are round and full, and the eyes are blazing, and the spirit is radiant, like a heavenly horse falling into the world.

Bao Yuanqian knows that there is a kind of horse that does not remove horse manure since childhood, and if the horse's hooves are removed, they will become as flat as camel's hooves, and they will not be able to run far because they look ugly.

And this horse is most likely a walking horse trained since childhood!

He couldn't help jumping off his horse, approaching the manger, reaching out and caressing the horse's face, and blurted out: "Good horse!" ”

The eye-eyed man beside him clasped his hands and greeted with a smile: "Your guest has good eyesight, but you have a fancy for this horse?" ”

Bao Yuanqian nodded, stroked the black horse like a treasure, and asked, "Your walking horse is so big, it shouldn't be a Mongolian horse, where is it?" ”

Seeing that he was an expert, he smiled at a glance, "Don't tell you that this is indeed not a Mongolian horse, his father is a wild horse from the Golden Horde into the Holy Roman Empire, and he is a bloody horse from the Western Regions of this place." ”

When Bao Yuanqian heard this, he thought in his heart that this Shinra horse breed was a European wild horse, the ancestor of the Western high-headed horse and the Hanoverian horse breed in later generations.

His nature is like a flame, and his speed is like a wind.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Sarenya jumped off her horse and walked over to him.

Bao Yuanqian pointed to the black horse and said: "This is a rare walking horse, Hu Ri Dunji disturbs, but he can travel thousands of miles a day without stopping, a good horse!" ”

Huri Dunji is the highest level of the five Mongolian horse walking classes, one of the fastest walking horses.

The most important thing about a horse's rank is not how fast you can gallop on all fours. Rather, it is a horse that can walk in a hurry, with a perfect pace, and those who cannot walk in a hurry are regarded as the most clumsy horses.

It can be said that the walking horse is the best kind of horse, and its left front leg and hind leg are parallel to the right front leg and hind leg when running, and the best walking horse is a flowing gait, and the hoof track is two straight lines. It runs like flying, and thirteen splashing hoof flowers can be seen behind him.

Sarenya has lived in the grassland for a long time, and naturally knows that Walking Horse and Huri Dunji disturb. It's just that she didn't expect that this horse didn't run, and this Bao Yuanqian could actually see the level of this walking horse, which is really rare.

Listening to Bao Yuanqian's analysis, the color-eyed man exclaimed again and again, and said straightly: "Your guest is a horse breeder? What a connoisseur! ”

Bao Yuanqian shook his head, "I know a little bit about it, but I can't talk about being an expert." ”

Behind him, Lu Gangfeng and his entourage all looked at Bao Yuanqian, and couldn't help but be speechless, and said in their hearts, this Bao Zongqi has such a study of horses?

"Seller, can you give me a test ride?" Bao Yuanqian's eyes showed love, and he couldn't help asking.

The semu man was embarrassed for a moment and said, "It's no problem, it's just... This horse is fierce, ordinary people are not very easy to tame, if the guest is injured somewhere, I can not bear the responsibility. ”

Bao Yuanqian smiled, "But look down on my riding skills? And rest assured, if I fall and get hurt, I also complain that I have no ability. ”

The man thought for a while, and when he saw that there was a rare business, he nodded in agreement.