Canghe River is a tributary of the Yangsang River, the horse farm is on both sides of the Canghe River, stocked with thousands of war horses, the scale is actually not small, otherwise, how can it be regarded as one of the three major horse farms in Northern Xinjiang Mayi.

The horse administration of the final Jin Dynasty, following the policy of the Han Dynasty, has been quite perfect, and the scale of the horse farm is also expanding year by year.

This is also one of the foundations of the Central Plains' prosperity.

With these war horses, the Cypriot foreigners did not dare to go south easily, and the rebel bandits who gradually rose everywhere could not shake the foundation of the dynasty.

Ling Hupo, Jiang Wu and Chen Liang led seventeen idle war horses to Canghe Racecourse.

In the distance, several horsemen galloped in, the shepherds and guards of the horse farm, who were ordered to wait here.

The group converged and went straight to the horse farm campsite.

Along the way, several shepherds kept looking at the three people with strange eyes.

They were ordered to pick up the people, and they waited all day before they could be considered to have waited for the target three.

Unexpectedly, these people were driving seventeen idle war horses, and there were a lot of ordnance, long knives, bows and arrows tied to the horses.

This is quite different from the content of the instructions.

But no matter what the horses asked, the three of them kept silent about the robbery, because it was a military secret.

In addition to the war horses, there were also a lot of gold, silver, and copper in their horse pockets.

When I arrived at the racecourse, it was different.

Because Linghupo and these people are considered to be the people of the Yamen of General Mayi, all the military horse farms here belong to the direct jurisdiction of the General's Mansion and Cao.

Therefore, they went to the military horse farm, that is, the grassroots level of the 'Qincha Daju' to inspect the work.

The official is not big, but he was ordered to inspect the military horse farm.

There is no need for Linghupo to fight for anything, and the respect and reception they have received is unprecedented.

Rows of stables and fences appeared, and the sound of cows and sheep and the neighing of horses filled the place with life.

The characteristics of the military horse farm, breeding and animal husbandry are also mixed in it, according to the later generations, it is called one industry-based, and a variety of operations.

Therefore, cattle and sheep are herds and mixed together, collectively known as horse ranches.

The shepherds here are different from the bitter postmen in the post station, most of them are soldiers, military positions, or small officials.

Moreover, the living conditions in the horse ranch, food, etc., are incomparable to the barracks and post stations.

Xu Shichang was in the Mayi Horse Ranch, so that Hupo naturally experienced.

The horse farm official who received Linghupo never broke his smile on his black and red face.

"Lord Linghu, it's been hard all the way, even if you get home here, if you have anything to do, just ask for anything, here, the only thing missing is a beautiful mother-in-law, and nothing else is missing."

He was telling the truth, far from the town, in the wide prairie, in the wind and sun, and the women had rough skin, like horses.

This is incomparable to a brothel woman who specializes in the skin and meat business.

"As long as there is wine to drink and meat to eat!" Jiang Wu interjected.

Ling Hupo laughed when he heard this, and suddenly felt refreshed and his thoughts were clear.

Soon, they met Han Mingda, Wang Hong and others.

A large bonfire was burning, and a yellow sheep was standing on it, sizzling and roasting.

Several men with strong upper bodies bare, kept turning the handles, adjusting the position of the yellow sheep.

Oh, roast whole sheep!

Linghu Po swallowed suddenly.

I don't know how these guys are doing, so don't waste the ingredients.

Han Mingda sat on a wooden pier not far away, holding his teeth and waiting for the food to reach his mouth.

Wang Hong, who followed him back, and the two catchers were separated from each other, and there was quite a pomp and circumstance of a chief and a secretary and guard.

Seeing Linghu Po and them coming, the three guys suddenly perked up and greeted them upside down.

The three strongmen who intercepted the road, like heroes, were surrounded by people, came to Han Mingda, bowed down and hugged their fists:

"See Gong Cao, return from the completion of subordinate tasks."

Han Mingda's eyes did not leave the blazing bonfire, and he waved his hand casually, full of official arrogance, "You have done a good job, rest here for two days, and then go back to the yamen to ask for another reward for meritorious deeds." ”

Yes, just a word.

Lao Tzu was almost killed by a war horse and hacked to death by a knife.

It is estimated that this is the way of the ancient chief, and the more you are elated, the more cold he is.

Please remember, don't get carried away and get too good.

Ling Hupo found: Jiang Wu and they didn't have any reaction, I don't know if they are used to it, or do they have the bottom to ask for merit and be rewarded?

Anyway, the two of them accompanied Wang Hong to count the loot.

As for the two big bags of gold, silver, and copper in the horse pocket, they will not hand them over, and they have said on the way that they will divide them privately.

Linghu Po will not take the initiative to get involved in this matter, but he will never object.

He was a newcomer and was afraid of being plotted.

Along the way, I listened to Jiang Wu and Chen Liang discussing, probably dividing the money into fifteen parts.

Wang Hong and the two catchers who had followed back earlier, each with one copy.

Jiang Wu and Chen Liang each had two copies.

Zhao Er was injured in four parts.

The greatest credit for making Hupo work, he got four shares.

Yes, the distribution is fair.

Throughout the ages, the distribution of benefits has been a technical task that tests people.

Based on this, it shows that Jiang Wu and these people understand the rules of the rivers and lakes very well, pay attention to the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, and are worthy of contact.

Ling Hupo sneered on his stomach while wilting to the bonfire, sat down, smelled the smell of meat, and gradually felt comfortable.

Zhao Er came out of the house when he heard the news.

He was not lightly injured, and it took him more than half a day to get to the racecourse, and the field doctor came to re-apply the medicine and bandage it, and rested in the house.

He ran away inexplicably for a while, and when he came back, he had a package in his hand, and a horse brought a basin of water, turned around and asked Ling Hupo to take off his shirt, and began to carefully clean his shoulder wounds.

Look, people will repay their kindness.

That kick saved Zhao Er's life, but it was a life-saving grace, a friend of life and death.

From then on, he owed Linghupo a life.

The wound on the shoulder was not too deep, it was very long, Zhao Er disinfected it with strong soju, then applied Jinchuang medicine, and then bandaged it with a cloth towel.

Ling Hupo still glanced at Zhao Er with a grateful look, and said softly: "Zhao Erlang, how is your wound?" ”

"It's okay, it's been re-bandaged at the horse farm."

Linghu Po nodded.

Nowadays, these trauma drugs have a good effect.

Besides, at that time, people lived roughly, not as precious as later generations, and they screamed at the slightest small knife wound.

By the time Linghu Po's stomach began to bark, the yellow sheep was finally roasted.

The people in the racecourse served tea and water to the officials, and sent barbecue meat, and they were busy.

The heads and brains were all present, and most of them were clustered around Han Mingda, accompanied by smiling faces.

Joining the mother, this is actually no different from the face of the grassroots reception of superior leaders in later generations.

These bad habits in officialdom have been the same for thousands of years, as if they have never changed, but they have been renovated.

Of course, Ling Hupo is barely an officialdom now, and when he enjoys privileges, he doesn't have the leisure to think about it.