"What did the queen expect?"

Lu Shizhi didn't know that Lu Pheasant had handed Liu Jingjing a bracelet to give the Xiongnu clan this old thing, but asked curiously,

"The border merchants in your mouth sound as if they have the ability to reach the sky, and they can freely wander between our dynasty and the Xiongnu, as if there is no obstacle at all.

Even the Shan Yu clan can say that he can see it? ”

Zhang Cang easily swallowed the lamb chops, took another sip of mare's milk wine, and nodded heavily,

"You're to the point.

The pepper on our case, the sable on our body, and the felt carpet spread indoors,

The brocade quilts covered in the tents of the kings of the Huns, the rouge on the cheeks of the Yan clans, and the bronze mirrors used daily, all relied on the traffic and sales of merchants in the border areas.

These border businessmen, the buyers they come into contact with on weekdays are either rich or expensive.

Whether it is the princes and nobles of the Han land, or the leaders of the Huns on the grassland, they seem to be incompatible groups, they can actually deal with it without sparing their hands and with ease.

Hey, having said all that, come and taste this mare's milk wine, which tastes very different from the wine in the Central Plains. ”

Lu Shizhi was frightened away by the faint fishy smell in this wine, but he couldn't help but Zhang Cang's strong recommendation, so he tasted it.

Sure enough, this wine smells a little fishy, but it is sweet and spicy in the mouth, mixed with a heavy aftertaste, and the taste is endless.

Unexpectedly, he poured it violently, and wanted to open his mouth to taste, but the liquor choked into his throat, and he coughed violently, until his elegant face turned red.

The movement he made was so great that it not only startled Zhang Cang, but even everyone else in the banquet stopped to look at him, and Zhang Ao on the seat called the palace people to fetch warm water and handkerchiefs with concern, and asked if he wanted to invite a medical officer.

"No...... No, it's fine.

The king knows, this is my old problem. ”

Lu Shizhi easily stopped coughing, stroked his chest and apologized to Zhang Ao.

"Please don't call me king, I really can't afford it."

Zhang Ao said respectfully, raised the volume a little more, and said to the officials of Zhao Guo who did not know what was going on,

"Jiancheng Hou was imprisoned in Chu camp for two years earlier, and he was brave and unparalleled, and even his father was full of praise.

It's just that I suffered a little, and then I fell into the old disease. ”

Everyone understood, and praised the hero of Lu Shi endlessly, he easily gasped for breath, and said with a smile,

"Where is a hero? It's a bear.

If it is really heroic, how can it be the defeat of this mare's milk wine today? ”

He is dignified, handsome, and kind, and has no pretensions, which can easily make people unguarded.

Even the people from the small palace who came here pursed their lips and snickered while quickly handing over the handkerchief.

***

The banquet was lively again, and after the palace people wiped him clean, they retreated to the back of the banquet.

Lu Shizhi took several sips in a row and asked Zhang Cang,

"This wine can't also come from the grassland, right?"

"No, this is one of the daily diets of the people of Zhao, and every household in the north of Zhao will brew."

Lu Shizhi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly asked,

"So that means that there are basically horses in this place?"

"Why, you look like a smart person, haven't you even read "Lu's Spring and Autumn"?"

Zhang Cang smacked his lips, looking incredulous.

"I haven't studied under Xunzi, nor have I done the history of the first emperor's pillars, I don't know a lot of things, isn't it normal?

I hope that Your Excellency will give you advice. ”

In the face of an arrogant genius like Zhang Cang, who is talented and ambitious, he followed him with a good temper, and the effect was remarkable.

"Let me tell you, Zhao Guo's horse is famous."

Seeing that the other party sincerely asked for advice, Zhang Cangguo was very happy, so he simply turned around and talked eloquently at Lu Shizhi.

"The "Long Attack" chapter of "Lü's Spring and Autumn Period" is clearly remembered, and the original king served Zhao Xiangzi with a good horse.

Later, Zhao annexed Daiguo and set up riding yi in the old land of Daiguo to specialize in raising horses.

Later, Zhao Wuling King Hu Fu rode and shot, not only changed Hu clothes, but also recruited Hu people, filled the army, and bought Hu horses in large quantities.

Therefore, Zhao Di's horses, if traced back to the source, all have the bloodline of Hu Ju. ”

It's a pity that in the Warring States Period, the standard for measuring the strength of a country's combat strength often needed to compare the number of infantry with "armor", as well as the geometry of the chariot measured by "multiplication".

Therefore, despite the advantage of horse breeds, the main army of Zhao was still infantry and chariots.

The descendants of Huma were also mostly used to carry the carry, but they did not retain a complete and independent cavalry unit.

"It's a pity—" Thinking of this, Lu Shizhi couldn't help but sigh.

"-It's a pity, I hate less when I use it."

Zhang Cang is also an extremely smart person, so he naturally understands what this weak relative in front of him regrets.

The two of them were sighing for a long time, when they suddenly heard the noisy sound of plucking the strings, and two groups of young women dressed in long sleeves and combed high buns quietly went to the hall, and with the music of the piano, they put on a bewitching posture.

"You haven't seen Zhao Di's diǎn xǐ dance, have you?

It's a feast for your eyes today. ”

Zhang Cang put down the ear cup and admired it intently.

***

"Is this the legendary Handan dance move?"

Lu Shizhi had a lot of problems today, but seeing that Zhang Cang no longer paid attention to him, he had to concentrate on dancing.

The women of Zhao Di are good at playing the piano and dancing, and their appearance is outstanding, and one of their most famous skills is the famous kick dance.

Tiptoe, for tiptoeing, gently touching the ground, and di, for a kind of soft-soled heelless shoes.

It wasn't until today, looking at the light dancers dancing on tiptoe in front of him, that Lu Shizhi really understood the origin of this name.

I saw them standing on tiptoe, dancing with long sleeves, accompanied by music, raising their sleeves, raising their sleeves, lifting their sleeves, closing their sleeves, soft and stretched, and majestic and simple.

"In a dance, it can be both enchanting and heroic, no wonder it can overwhelm the princes."

Lu Shizhi leaned into Zhang Cang's ear, commented a few words, and his eyes involuntarily swept to Lu Yuan on the seat.

I saw that although she was still smiling, her expression was a little dull, and there was a trace of envy that could not be concealed, and she was discouraged and lonely that was not easy to detect.

"This Queen Zhao is not easy to do." He sighed again.

Zhang Cang and Lu Shizhi were concentrating on watching the dance, but the senior officials of Zhao Di were observing them with a good eye.

Zhao Dimin is fierce, brave and aggressive, and men are generally martial and powerful, in comparison, although the two of them are tall, they are thin, and they are particularly delicate among the civil and military officials who are full of rangers.

Lu Shizhi is okay, although he is the brother of the queen, he seems to be weak and powerless, and he has not expressed any profound opinions.

Although the ministers of Zhao State are not shallow enough to judge people by their appearance, deep in their hearts, they can't help but have a trace of contempt for this sizeless relative.

And the legendary god Zhang Cang is even more intriguing.

In a few months, it will be the first county-wide plan of the Han Empire.

Whether it is the county of the counties directly under the central government, or the prime ministers of the vassal states, they are all ready for battle, as if they are facing a great enemy.

And these days, Zhang Cang followed Zhao Cheng every day, preparing for Zhao Guo's affairs, and was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground.