Han Shaer was still speechless, thinking to himself, Erdan, do you know that your emperor’s brother, Gongshi Sanshi, is pampered and arrogant and goes his own way? If your father doesn’t restrain you, is it possible that the Queen Mother will turn a blind eye too? Aren’t you afraid?
After all the flowers have withered, will the front and back accounts be settled together?
Ba Heng seemed to have some realization: "Let's go and ask for the horse farm to compensate you for some losses. Don't play too deep, okay?" Well, this can be beneficial. Let's become a farm owner first. Ten thousand acres, I mean.
Maybe it will be used somewhere, just take your time with other things - Han Shaer responded and reminded: "Don't forget to bring the horse, it's yours!" Baheng hesitated for a moment, but couldn't let go, agreed, and opened the wood
The cabinet on the lower shelf revealed a golden monkey, a Hotan jade sheep and a two-foot-tall coral: "I only have these three valuable things, you can pick any of them and it will be exchanged." Han Shaer shook his head firmly: "No! It's a burden.
Ba Heng rummaged through the drawer, took out the banknotes from his arms and presented them: "The cash is only 80,000 taels. It's all yours. It's considered a purchase." Han Shaer took it, checked it, returned it with his backhand, and pointed to the "Double Crane Picture" and said
: "I bought this!" Ba Heng's eyes widened: "My painting is so valuable?" Han Shaer asked the pretty maid to take it off, rolled it into a tube and put it in his backpack, and said with a smile: "It's a priceless treasure in the world, it must wait until the fate comes.
People - things are rare and valuable, just don't paint a second picture." Ba Heng was overjoyed and agreed.
After dividing the spoils, the two young men rode towards the Junma Mansion. Baheng asked Han Shaer to wait first and asked for the delivery of the spring... Three quarters of an hour later, they met again at the West City Gate.
The old owner abandoned the original horse and only rode a majestic and majestic sweat-blooded horse with shiny black hair. He handed Han Shaer a land deed and took the lead to slowly drive westward, then turned south for a moment and entered the country road.
The warm sun was shining, the snow melted, the permafrost thawed, and the horses trod through the mud. Thirty miles later, we arrived at the horse farm. The horse farm was symbolically isolated by sparse fences. It was about five miles square, mainly flat land, supplemented by ravines and hills, and covered with decaying grass.
, there are trees and shrubs scattered... There are no stables and no horses, it is almost a deserted existence. After letting the horse rein for a while, Ba Heng suddenly became interested: "There is no mud on the grass, let's race a horse, I can always beat you this time
!" Hey, the desire to win is really strong. Han Shaer remembered the black dog and goat jumping ditch jumping competition with him when he was a child. He climbed the wall, drilled into the dog hole and played with the black dog and goat. He teased: "How about I compete with you on a cow?" Ba Heng said in embarrassment:
"You're just kidding, you can get the palace horse later, and we can compete again." A small wooden house appeared in front, and Han Shaer said: "I was just kidding too - the palace horse? I don't have you.
You are so brave, you have to save your head for eating!" Ba Heng comforted: "Brother Ben, keep a low profile. If you make great achievements in the future, you may not be able to borrow it - Hey, when you talk about eating, you are really hungry. At noon
It's over, let's go back!" Han Shaer's heart suddenly sank. It was past noon and the palace examination had ended. It had nothing to do with him at all! In the midst of sadness, the horse's hoof stepped on the haystack, and a wild boar jumped out with a roar and opened its mouth.
The fangs kept protesting. Han Shaer became angry and charged wildly. He kicked his neck with a flying kick and then kicked him towards the cabin with another kick. He shouted: "Let's eat it for lunch!"
Fortunately, I am not busy, and my luck is really good. The cabin not only has dry firewood, but also salt wrapped in oil paper. The two of them handled it with sharp knives, set up a wooden rack and baked it until it was brown and fragrant. They each started to nibble on it——
Suddenly I heard a cry: "Third Young Master! Third Young Master!" Not long after Baheng responded, two young men rushed over in panic and rolled their saddles to the ground: "Third Young Master, the prince is looking for you! You are in trouble!"