Chenyue stayed at the Xianping Racecourse for three full days. During this period, he was exposed to the entire process of war horse breeding, from foal selection to various training methods, and had a certain understanding of everything big and small.

In addition, he also personally tried out a few already-formed war horses. As expected, his legs were quite strong, and the war horses could also understand the commands of the horseman.

Because when the horses are growing up, veterans have been teaching the war horses to familiarize themselves with military orders, and the war horses thus bred can integrate into the army in the shortest possible time and form combat effectiveness.

On a grassy slope, Chen Yue, wearing a black shirt, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the horses galloping on the vast grassland in front of him, with a little pride in his eyes.

The tail of the clothes swayed slightly with the spring breeze. The weather gradually began to warm up, and there was no need for thick cotton clothes to keep out the cold. Chen Yue's figure looked particularly tall and handsome.

Hu Lianghan bowed his head and stood aside. Ben Hu, with dozens of soldiers, led his horse and stood far away.

After a long time, Chen Yue suddenly said softly: "Master Hu, if you can only be a sixth-grade horse breeder in this life, are you willing?"

This unreasonable sentence made Hu Lianghan's heart tremble, and he seemed to have guessed what the Marquis of Beiliang meant. In the past two days, he clearly felt that the Marquis of Beiliang had great affection for him.

Hu Lianghan's face trembled slightly and he said: "It's a great honor for me to be able to have a meal from the official family. Is there anything to be unwilling to do? The Marquis is joking."

"Haha." Chen Yue smiled slightly and looked at the middle-aged man who was standing bent over. He saw that due to years of hard work, he had already grown gray hair on his temples at the age of forty, and said: "Beiliang Taoist General

The Beiliang Ma Zhengsi was established. Ma Zheng Temple established a fourth-rank horse envoy to take charge of the horse administration affairs of the two states in Beiliang and unified the supply of war horses to the army. I wonder if Mr. Hu is interested in taking up the post of horse envoy?

"

Hu Lianghan's figure trembled, and his eyes suddenly widened. He had been promoted from a sixth-grade horse breeder to a fourth-grade horse commander, and had been promoted to four levels in a row. The Marquis of Beiliang really thought highly of him.

Hu Lianghan, who was full of fear in his heart, buried his head low and said: "How can I be held in such a big position when I am just a humble horse breeder?"

"Is it despicable? To say that it is despicable, a horse breeder should at least eat a meal from an official family, and I, Chen Yue, am just a farm boy." Chen Yue's face was calm, and he asked with interest: "I, Chen Yue, am just a farm boy.

After winning the title of Marquis of Beiliang, why can't Mr. Hu become the envoy of cloth horse?"

Hu Lianghan suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, knelt on the ground and shouted: "I made a mistake, I hope you will forgive me!"

Although he was kneeling on the ground, a warmth emerged in Hu Lianghan's heart. He had always felt that his status was low and he could only bury his head in life and do things. Unexpectedly, the Marquis of Beiliang didn't mind his origin and turned his head

placed on such an important high position.

A groom? To put it nicely, he is a groom. To put it poorly, in the eyes of many dignitaries, he is just a horse slave.

Chenyue lowered his head and looked at Hu Lianghan who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly: "I let you be the cloth horse envoy, and it has nothing to do with your identity. I am just making the best use of people, and I hope that you will cultivate them in your hands."

The Northern Liang horses can save the lives of our Northern Liang army on the battlefield. I will reward you if you do well, but if you do not do well, I will never be polite!"

Chen Yue's tone gradually increased as his tone became more intense. By the last sentence, the usual peace in his eyes had turned into a cold light.

Hu Lianghan suddenly felt more magnanimous in his heart. He knelt on the ground and straightened up, facing Chen Yue's eyes without fear.

He clapped his hands in front of him like this, made a very solemn salute, and shouted: "Hu Lianghan, the horse envoy of Mazheng Temple in Beiliang Road, has accepted the order and is willing to devote his whole life to Beiliang Road and the Marquis of Beiliang until his death."

! If there is any problem with the war horses in the future, please take my head from my neck! Han, I will never complain!"

After saying a few words, Hu Lianghan knocked his head heavily on the ground.

"Okay! With Master Hu's words, I feel relieved!" Chen Yue's eyes were filled with relief. He took a step forward, held Hu Lianghan's arms and helped him up.

There were tears in Hu Lianghan's eyes. After working at Xianping Racecourse for so many years, he never expected that he would be able to succeed one day. He was full of gratitude to Chen Yue. This may be the so-called scholar who dies for his confidant.

Chen Yue shook Hu Lianghan's hand and said: "I will come down when I arrive in Youzhou City and the appointment will come down. The first thing you have to do is to make a detailed plan for grading the war horses. After you complete it, send it to me as soon as possible.

I give you fifteen days, is that enough?"

"Don't worry, Lord Marquis!" Hu Lianghan nodded without hesitation. This was the first task Chen Yue gave him, and he had to complete it beautifully no matter what.

"Okay, I'll leave the racecourse matters to you. It's time for me to leave." Chenyue patted Hu Lianghan's arm.

After saying that, Chen Yue waved to Ben Hu who was standing in the distance, and Ben Hu quickly walked over with his war horse.

"Master Hou, go slowly!" Hu Lianghan bowed and saluted.

Chen Yue got on his horse and said with a smile: "Master Hu, please don't let me down. Let's go!"

As Chen Yue's whip was waved, dozens of horsemen galloped into two columns and quickly ran toward the sky.

Hu Lianghan looked at the cavalry that was gradually disappearing. The white hair on his temples was constantly swaying in the breeze. He murmured: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, Han will definitely live up to his mission!"

When the grass grows and the orioles fly, a thousand-mile horse finally meets Bole.

After leaving Xianping Racecourse, Chen Yue took Ben Hu and other people to visit several counties. Generally speaking, the situation was similar to before. Although military discipline was slightly worse than that in Liangzhou, overall it was very strict.

Already.

Chenyue is quite satisfied with Youzhou's military discipline in his heart, and believes that it can reach the same level as Liangzhou without spending a lot of effort on rectification.

A few days later, Chen Yue and his party finally appeared outside Youzhou City, still dressed in plain clothes and without revealing their identities.

Firstly, Chenyue did not want to be welcomed out of the city by Youzhou civil and military officials with great fanfare. Secondly, Chenyue learned from Song Zhilu's method. Only by concealing his identity could he see the real thing.

Chenyue raised his eyes and looked at this magnificent city. Chenyue had not been to this Youzhou City a few times. Now when he saw it, he couldn't help but sigh that this Youzhou City also had a desolate atmosphere, which was almost the same as Liangzhou City.

"General, we are here!" Ben Hu said as he looked at Youzhou City with some excitement. Everyone had been wandering around Youzhou for almost a month, and now they finally saw Youzhou City.

"Let's go." Chenyue smiled and waved his hand: "Everyone disperses into the city, and then we meet again after entering the city."

Even if you are not wearing official uniform or armor, it is difficult for dozens of people riding with swords hanging on their waists to enter the city without attracting attention, so except for Chenyue and Bihu, everyone else's swords have been hidden.

"promise!"
Chapter completed!