Under the rockery, two men stood quietly.

Zhao Hao held his chin and looked up and down at Huolinma.

I heard that this thing is extremely violent on the battlefield and has a terrible reputation among the armies of both Huang and Qi.

but now……

Zhao Hao felt that the reason why Huolinma was so irritable at that time was probably because he was suppressing it.

Now that he is so docile, I don't know if his strength has declined.

But he doesn't care about this. He just wants to find out whether this will help him tame it. After all, it is his mount now and will probably never go to the battlefield again. Even if its strength drops further, it will not fall to the master level.

Although this guy is willing to carry him, it is actually hindered by the majesty of the old man. Under this situation, he really doesn't dare to leave Kyoto too far. If it can't sense the aura of the old man and stumbles on itself, the consequences will be really disastrous.

.

He turned to look at Lao Yang: "Where did you take him to ride horses today?"

Lao Yang replied: "Yu Ma Jian!"

Zhao Hao's heart skipped a beat: "Eastern Royal Horse Prison or West Royal Horse Prison?"

"West Royal Horse Supervisor!"

"call……"

After hearing this answer, Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

The Royal Horse Prison is undoubtedly a place where horses are raised for the emperor, and all the horses raised there are first-class horses.

This morning, the horses mounted by the Beiya Imperial Guards came from the Royal Horse Prison.

However, the Royal Horse Prison is also divided into east and west parts. Among them, the horses raised by the Eastern Royal Horse Prison are not only used by the imperial army, but also used in various vehicles of the emperor. They are all top-notch war horses.

The horses in the West Royal Horse Prison are of a slightly inferior quality. They are mainly used for driving concubines, princes and princesses, and are occasionally rewarded by the emperor. All the dandies in the capital are proud to ride the horses of the Royal Horse Prison.

It's just that with Zhao Hao's level, he has long lost interest in the horses of the West Royal Horse Supervisor.

After all, his grandfather was the leader of the military generals of the Wild Kingdom, and any war horse he could get was better than the horse in the West Royal Horse Prison.

If you are used to the poison of Lamborghini, who would care about Cadillac?

So for a period of time, he wanted to steal a horse from the East Royal Horse Prison, but was discovered by the emperor, hanged in the Qianqing Palace and beaten, causing him to have a shadow of the East Royal Horse Prison now.

West Royal Horse Supervisor...

Ruining the horses of the West Royal Horse Supervisor should not have much impact.

Zhao Hao thought for a while and asked: "Is Ma okay?"

Lao Yang replied: "Dead."

Zhao Hao: "..."

It's so big that it can't bear it?

He couldn't help but look at Huolinma, his teeth felt a little sour for a moment.

In his mind, he already vaguely had a way to make friends with it, because the four irons of human beings seemed to be applicable to beasts of prey.

We've shared the same window together, we've been dirty together, we've carried guns together, we've...

Ride a horse.

But looking at it now, the cost of making friends seems a bit high. If you socialize once, a first-class horse will die. Even if you are the grandson of the Duke of Zhenguo, you can't do this!

Zhao Hao rubbed his cheek: "The people in the Royal Horse Supervisor didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"It's not difficult."

Lao Yang shook his head: "They just want to kill me."

As he spoke, he lifted up his clothes and saw two white marks on his belly, which were obviously made with a knife, but his skin was not even scratched.

Zhao Hao frowned: "This is going to be a murderer!"

Lao Yang explained: "They thought I was an assassin."

Zhao Hao asked: "You didn't explain your identity?"

Lao Yang nodded: "Explained."

Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Is it okay to mention my name? Has their attitude changed completely?"

Lao Yang nodded in agreement: "Okay, they told me to get out!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Lao Yang added: "There is also compensation!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

After a long time, Zhao Hao sighed.

You don't have to pay for other people's money, but you must pay for the emperor's money. This little old man can be generous in other things, but he can't be good at it when it comes to money, because the biggest characteristic of the deserted country is poverty.

It doesn't matter how you make your own money, but the Royal Horse Inspector is maintained by the treasury!

A first-class horse is not cheap either!

Zhao Hao shook his head and patted Lao Yang on the shoulder: "Take good care of it, and its value will increase by fifty gold."

Lao Yang nodded: "Okay!"

After saying that, he went about preparing the fodder.

The Huolin Horse is a waste of money and never eats the grass that ordinary horses like to eat. Instead, it prefers medicinal herbs such as yacon, Cistanche deserticola, yam and epimedium.

Damn...

If you don't eat these things, who will be irritable?

The average daily meal was close to one gold, which put great pressure on Zhao Hao's finances. During this period, he doubled the frequency of writing poems when visiting brothels, otherwise he would be embarrassed not to give him money.

no!

I have to think of a way to make some money when I have time.

Zhao Hao rubbed his temples and walked towards the inner courtyard. As soon as he entered the gate of the inner courtyard, he saw a figure falling from the sky.

He is as light as a rabbit, dressed in maroon clothes, and holding a long sword in his arms.

Her facial features are delicate and delicate, but she seems to be born with no expression.

Zhao Hao said with a face: "Luo Shui! You are my personal maid, personal! Do you understand?"

The girl in front of him is one of his two personal maids. She entered the Zhenguo Mansion when she was ten years old. I heard that she was the bodyguard arranged by the old man for her.

However, seven years have passed and Zhao Hao has never seen her take action.

Even when this girl goes out, she rarely stays by her side. Instead, she hides in every inconspicuous corner and observes secretly.

Luo Shui didn't say anything, but gave him a caring look, then cupped his hands and walked into his private room.

Don't say anything and pretend to be an expert!

Zhao Hao complained in his heart. He was indeed a little unhappy with Luo Shui's behavior at first, but he got used to it after five years.

After all, he really couldn't afford to be angry with this kind of lolita heroine with an autistic temperament.

"Sir, you are back!"

A gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile.

He had a total of two personal maids, but their personalities were at two extremes. Apart from the beautiful appearance, everything Luo Shui didn't have, he looked for twice as much in Hongling.

The spring smiles with peach blossoms, the clouds pile into green buns, the lips bloom with cherry blossoms, and the pomegranate teeth are fragrant. This word is perfect to describe Hongling.

Looking to the left, he saw the graceful Hong Ling looking at him tenderly, just like she did when she was trying out Feng Yue at the beginning of the year.

Hongling walked over slowly and gently arranged his clothes: "Master, why are you back so late today?"

"Don't mention it!"

"Young master, I was tricked today!"

Back at Fengwu Courtyard, Zhao Hao was obviously much more at ease. While grumbling, he went back to the wing and sat on the couch, recounting what he had encountered today so that he could complain about Ning Wanli.

"Your son, this is the first time in my life that I have been tricked by a woman."

"Grandma is so stupid, don't let me catch you in the future, or I will let her know what cruelty is."

Hongling listened quietly while making tea, with a gentle smile on her face.

She rarely leaves Fengwu Courtyard, and her greatest pleasure every day is to listen to Zhao Hao talk about what is happening outside, even though Zhao Hao mostly complains.

Complaining and complaining, Zhao Hao suddenly turned his head: "Hongling, how much money do I still have in my account?"

Hongling also frowned nicely: "There are only fifty-four gold left."

Zhao Hao was shocked: "Why are there so few?"

Hongling sighed softly: "Your little red horse trampled the floor of Tianxiang Pavilion."
To be continued...