Jun Jiuling

Autumn is also the most beautiful season in the capital city. Rice, melons, fruits, meat, eggs, birds and fishing are piled up in the market, and it is bustling everywhere.

For the horse farm of the Animal Husbandry Supervision Division outside the city, it was also the time to stock up on carloads of pasture and fodder, but compared to the speed of previous years, this time the team lined up outside the horse factory.

"what happened?"

"Isn't it over yet?"

"Do you still need to check the pasture?"

"I didn't check before."

The delivery people asked each other, although it was cool in autumn, the sunlight was still very poisonous, coupled with the stench from the horse farm, the waiting people became anxious and annoyed.

"What the hell is going on? What are you doing? Are you going to collect money and bribes? It's been a few days, and you've been moaning endlessly." A tall and thick man tore off his clothes, exposing his fluffy chest and shouted. , "I don't even look at who I am..."

Everyone present knew him as a relative of the magistrate, nicknamed Wan Qi, and more than half of the grass here was sent by him.

In the past, all the petty officials in the racecourse would come to greet him, but this time only Wan Qi rushed in angrily. Everyone hurriedly turned their heads to watch him off, and soon heard a commotion in the racecourse, followed by a scream.

I don't know which unlucky little official was beaten. This Wan Qi was a rascal when he was a child, and he practiced all over his body.

The thought flashed, and I saw a few petty officials dragging one of them and throwing it out, and the crowd hurriedly surrounded Wan Qi, who was clearly lying on the ground, and was in an uproar again.

Wan Qi was no longer the vicious look just now, his face was red and swollen from the beating, his eyes could not see clearly, and what was even more disgusting was the horse dung stuffed into his mouth.

Who is so cruel?

Someone came out from the inside with an empty cart, curled their lips and shrunk their heads when they saw this scene, with a bit of fear.

"Be honest." He said in a low voice, "The one who is in charge now is Duke Cheng."

Duke Cheng's son?

Everyone looked at each other in surprise.

Cheng Guogong's son was not punished to raise horses, so how did he become a manager?

There was a snap.

A bunch of grass was thrown on the table.

"Why should I check your grass?"

Under the shed in front of the thatched house on the horse farm, Zhu Zan sat on a chair with his feet on the table, making his body sway.

His legs are long and his hands are long, so that only two feet of the chair touch the ground. As it shakes, it looks like it will fall down in the next moment, but it still doesn't fall down, making people feel lifted.

"I came to raise horses by order." He said, "Do you know what is called by order?"

They did know by decree, but wasn't your old man fined to raise horses?

Do punishment and order mean the same thing?

But no one dared to ask this kind of question, and a row of small officials standing on both sides nodded in apologetic smiles.

"Since I came here to raise horses according to the order, if I can't raise horses well, isn't it against the order?" Zhu Zan said, shaking the pasture, looking at the people around him, "Do you dare to resist the order?"

Although it sounds a bit like they don't know why it became an anti-decree, but they really dare not!

People around shook their heads.

"So, how to raise a horse well, the key is to eat grass." Zhu Zan said, throwing the pasture in his hand on the table, pointing to a merchant standing in front of him, "You take this pasture back and feed your pigs first." , Don’t say feeding it for half a year, feeding it for a month will keep your pigs alive, and I will want all your pasture.”

The merchant's face was covered with sweat, and he didn't dare to show his dissatisfaction after seeing Zhu Zan punch Wanqi flying and stuffed him with horse manure just now.

"Yes, yes, the little one is wrong." He said repeatedly, "The little pasture is not good, so go find a good one right away."

Zhu Zan cast a glance at him.

"Assuming you have self-knowledge." He said, "Get lost."

This blunt words made the merchant feel like amnesty.

"Thank you, son." He saluted happily, waved at the guys, and ran away with the car as if flying.

As soon as Zhu Zan stepped on his foot, he fell backwards along with the chair. The petty officials standing on both sides cried out in shock and rushed to help, but saw Zhu Zan turned over backwards, and he was already standing firmly on the ground. He also supported the chair with his hand, and the chair that was about to fall became stable again.

All the petty officials exaggeratedly breathed a sigh of relief. Someone brought a towel to Zhu Zan, someone waved a fan beside him, and someone brought hot tea.

"Master, please rest."

"Master, you are tired."

Everyone complimented him wildly, and Zhu Zan staggered forward, took the towel to wipe his hands, and took a sip of tea.

"Look at his uncle." Jiang Baihu, who was standing not far away, folded his arms and raised his eyebrows, "This prison racecourse has become his world, why is this man so shameless? He was obviously punished. How can you be so righteous and confident as the uncle?"

Jin Yiwei beside him didn't know how to answer this question.

"Tell His Majesty to let His Majesty reprimand him?" he asked.

"What are you scolding for? Now the whole Northland is relying on his father." Jiang Baihu said.

He looked at Zhu Zan, who was swaggering around surrounded by a group of petty officials, and looked like an old man even though he was wearing a horse uniform.

"What a good father," he hummed.

While talking here, two more people came to Zhu Zan.

Jiang Baihu raised his eyebrows again.

"Isn't this from Deng Shizhi's family?" He said.

As Jin Yiwei's entourage to Beijing officials, he is also familiar.

Deng Daizhi is an important official of Yushitai, and his status in the court should not be underestimated. Yushitai has spared no effort to impeach Cheng Guogong these years, so why did he come to Zhu Zan?

Jiang Baihu watched the two attendants salute Zhu Zan respectfully. Zhu Zan looked a little impatient, and didn't know what to say when he was far away. Not only were the two attendants not angry, but they were more respectful. He took out several documents and handed them to Zhu Zan.

Jiang Baihu raised his chin, and Jin Yiwei bowed his head and backed away.

Jiang Baihu didn't speak any more. He watched Zhu Zan take the document, read it, and then said something. The two of them took out another document. Zhu Zan nodded, turned around and took a step. The two happily followed go up.

After a while, Jin Yiwei, who was inquiring about the news, came back.

"I'm here to ask for a horse for Sir Deng," he said.

When court officials reached a certain position, they were all equipped with horse entourages, and the status of Deng Shizhi was naturally qualified.

However, Jiang Baihu frowned.

"Does he take care of the pasture and lead the horses?" he said.

"He didn't care about that at first." Jin Yiwei said, "It's just that everyone likes to ask him to choose horses, saying that the horses chosen by Shi Ziye are obedient and strong."

This kid, is he really capable? Didn't everyone deliberately pursue him for his father's sake? Jiang Baihu frowned.

Jin Yiwei came from the side.

"My lord, there's news from the Northland." He saluted.

Jiang Baihu glanced at the Jianmachang.

"Keep an eye on him, if he takes a step outside the capital." He said, "Kill him without mercy."

The two Jin Yiwei bowed their heads and answered yes.

When Jiang Baihu returned to Beizhen Fusi, Lu Yunqi, who was sitting alone in the room, was reading a letter.

"How about the inspection of Cheng Guogong?" Jiang Baihu asked eagerly.

Lu Yunqi groaned and raised his chin slightly.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it yet, you can take a look." He said.

Jiang Baihu was stunned for a moment, didn't he look at it yet? It's so important... His eyes fell on the letter in Lu Yunqi's hand, it was more important news, right?

He picked up the letter on the table, removed the seal and opened it, with a look of surprise on his face.

"What the hell." He said, "Why do these people speak well of the Duke?"

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