Xue Qingyin took Du Hongxue, oh, this young general, together to the forest behind Zhuangzi.

They go ahead.

The others followed obediently, not even daring to breathe.

Only Mrs. Xue seemed more comfortable.

"The place is indeed spacious, but the horses you raise here are too poor." Du Hongxue blurted out.

The steward in charge of the racecourse lowered his head and thought, How can a privately raised horse be compared with a military horse?

Xue Qingyin didn't think too much and just asked: "What's the difference?"

Du Hongxue frowned: "Everything is wrong... Look, this horse's hair is messy and dry, and its hooves haven't been trimmed for a long time. The back and waist are not straight, and the body is thin... How can a horse be raised to this level?

What are you here for?"

Say it.

Du Hongxue reacted suddenly and smiled awkwardly at Xue Qingyin as if she was afraid of offending Xue Qingyin.

"Auntie, what are the horses in our village used for?" Xue Qingyin turned around and asked Mrs. Xue.

Mrs. Xue's face didn't look very good either, she just said: "Of course they are all for sale."

She called the steward and asked how much she had sold in recent years.

The steward hesitated and hesitated: "It will take some time to grow from a foal to what it is today... It is not so easy to pick such a good stallion. Gradually, only these good and bad horses are left.

"Yes." He was silent for a moment, and then he said like a mourning concubine: "None of them were sold."

But there is a racecourse that is said to be prestigious!

When it comes to managing things, isn’t it enough to just have this one?

Du Hongxue on the side couldn't listen anymore and blurted out again: "A horse like this... can be raised with feet. It's weird if it can be sold."

The steward's face dropped and he did not dare to speak.

His expression at this moment was almost as if all nine tribes were dead.

Xue Qingyin asked: "Then how can we raise a good horse?"

"Well...I can't say, our Xuanwu Army has a horse cao who specializes in raising horses."

Xue Qingyin smiled brightly: "Thank you, I understand."

Du Hongxue heard her laughter sound sweet, and she had no grudge at all. She was really an open-minded and generous girl.

He turned away and blushed almost uncontrollably.

Du Hongxue wanted to go back to report, so Xue Qingyin sent him down the mountain.

When passing the camellia bush, Xue Qingyin pulled out a few flowers and stuffed them into Du Hongxue's hand.

Du Hongxue stood there at a loss, forgetting even the way to go.

"Please bring it to His Highness Prince Xuan for me," Xue Qingyin said.

"...Oh, okay." Du Hongxue hurriedly held the flowers.

It turned out to be for His Highness.

Xue Qingyin asked him again: "Can I invite His Royal Highness Prince Xuan to come?"

Du Hongxue wondered: "Yes, yes..." But no one can invite His Highness!

Xue Qingyin decided to work hard and give it a try boldly.

Anyway, these properties of the Xue family must not be left to He Songning! He Songning is so heartless!

"I would like to invite...no, it's our village master who wants to invite His Royal Highness Prince Xuan to come and enjoy the flowers, horse racing, and there is a hot spring pool further up." This is something in the original memory, and he doesn't know the hot spring.

Is the pool deserted?

Du Hongxue could only say: "I will report it to His Highness."

But whether it comes or not is another matter.

Xue Qingyin nodded.

Anyway, she has already tried her best, so she can do whatever she likes from now on.

After sending Du Hongxue away, Mrs. Xue began to deal with the people in Zhuangzi.

Xue Qingyin couldn't do such a thing, so she lazily ate melon seeds in the back.

But this is not the case in the eyes of everyone on Zhuangzi...

This eldest girl first got close to the young general of the Xuanwu Army in a few words, and then she dared to ask for money, and at the same time she dared to invite His Highness Prince Xuan to visit him.

Now I am sitting there again, eating melon seeds freely.

This shows the calmness of his mind! The depth of his city!

Even Jin Xiang couldn't help but look at Xue Qingyin at this moment.

This big girl... is really hard to see clearly.

On that side, Du Hongxue returned to the camp with stiff limbs and held flowers. When he saw someone, he asked: "Has His Highness returned to the city?"

The man replied: "Still." After saying that, he couldn't help but tease him: "Didn't the manager go looking for a place to race horses? Why did he go to pick flowers?"

Du Hongxueli ignored him and walked straight towards the big tent.

Before they had gone far, they bumped into King Xuan and his deputy.

King Xuan's eyes suddenly fell on the flowers held in Du Hongxue's palms.

He suddenly felt a sense of familiarity for no reason.

But when I think about it, it feels ridiculous...

But this absurdity was shattered by Du Hongxue the next moment.

Du Hongxue hurriedly walked up to him and saluted him: "Your Highness, I met the girl from the Xue family on the Zhuangzi, and she asked me to bring these to Your Highness."

After saying that, Du Hongxue was also a little nervous.

Such a thing is somewhat useless in a military camp. I'm afraid His Highness will scold him for doing unnecessary things.

The deputy general became interested first and asked: "Oh? That girl from the Xue family that day? I still miss her kite. Did she go to the village to play today? She must have recovered from her illness."

King Xuan suddenly said: "It won't get better."

The deputy general was stunned for a moment: "What did your highness say?"

"It's an old disease and is prone to relapse," King Xuan said lightly.

The lieutenant general was full of doubts.

etc.

How does Your Highness know so much?

How did the deputy general know that King Xuan had already met Xue Qingyin again in the palace.

At this moment, Du Hongxue's hands almost softened. Of course, the main reason was that he felt too strong in the face of King Xuan.

He couldn't help but said cautiously: "Your Highness, this flower..."

Only King Xuan himself knew that this flower was the thank you gift she mentioned last time.

King Xuan showed no emotion on his face and said calmly: "Take it."

The little eunuch who was following him quickly stepped forward to pick it up.

"Also, that Zhuangzi belongs to Miss Xue's family. She said that if you want to go horse racing at their racecourse, you have to pay five hundred taels of silver."

The deputy general couldn't help but murmur to himself.

It seems that the little girl has no interest in His Highness King Xuan at all? What about sending flowers? If it were another girl, she should have invited His Highness to go horse racing.

"More!" Du Hongxue spoke again immediately.

The deputy general couldn't help but laugh: "Can you finish it in one breath?"

Du Hongxue ignored him and still said in a cautious tone: "Miss Xue would like to invite His Highness to honor you and go to Zhuangzi..."

"It's hard to guess what the little girl is thinking." The deputy general summed up this sentence after a long time.

"Your Highness means..."

"The money should be given."

"Yes, my subordinates think so too. It costs money to raise people in Zhuangzi. We can't do that kind of thing to take advantage."

"Let's go."

"Your Highness, are you going back to the city now?"

"Go to Zhuangzi."

After half a stick of incense.

King Xuan came to Zhuangzi.

But Xue Qingyin is no longer here.

The manager was almost crazy with fright. He was trembling with fear as he spoke: "The eldest girl said that she wanted to go back to the city to take a look at the silk and satin shop..."

No one thought that His Highness King Xuan would really come!

This is how to do?

He has never seen such a big person in his life!

Not to mention entertaining such a distinguished person!

King Xuan: "..."

He turned his head and glanced at Du Hongxue without leaving any trace.

Du Hongxue was also very embarrassed: "Well, I forgot to tell you when to invite you..."

King Xuan lowered his eyes: "Ye Wei, lead your people to take over this place."

The young man named "Ye Wei" responded.

Now the steward and others were really frightened and fainted.

Take over, take over this place?

Does the Xuanwu Army really want to settle accounts with them?

…

Xue Qingyin was sitting in the carriage, holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea in her hand.

On the small table in front of you, a small red clay stove is emitting heat.

Hey, I ate too many melon seeds.

Getting angry.

Mrs. Xue spoke to her: "You were too courageous today. Don't talk like this next time." "By the way, you didn't behave like this when you entered the palace that day, right?"

Xue Qingyin blinked: "What are you thinking, grandma? If I act arrogantly, can I still come back?"

Mrs. Xue thought about it and couldn't help but smile: "My Qingyin is a well-behaved and smart child..."

While talking, the carriage stopped.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Xue asked.

Sweat broke out on Jin Xiang's clean forehead.

He couldn't help but curse his mother.

What kind of fucking luck is this today?

Jin Xiang looked at the closed door in front of him, with countless marks carved on it, and squeezed out a voice from his throat: "The Silk Satin Mansion seems... to have been robbed!"

"What?!" Mrs. Xue rolled up the curtain and jumped out.

Jin Xiang also quickly stepped forward to knock on the door.

Mrs. Xue was angry and anxious: "Where did the robber come from under the Emperor's feet?"

Jin Xiang couldn't figure it out either.

Fortunately, the door was opened at this time, and a head popped out.
Chapter completed!