West residence, Wanjin Hall.

Liang Hu, the Minister of the Ministry, stepped in and entered the country. He inherited the initial election plan and asked His Majesty to decide.

"Puyin in Zhongshan, Lu County in Yuyang, Zhangwu in Bohai, Wuzhong in Youbeiping, Haiyang in western Liaoning." Your Majesty looked at it one by one, and did not comment.

After peeking at Your Majesty's face, Liang Hu, the Minister of Selection, felt a trembling heart. Your Majesty seemed very dissatisfied.

"Puyin County, Zhongshan Kingdom, will be replaced by Beiping County." Your Majesty said: "King Ji submitted a letter of six hundred miles, please return it to the ancestral tomb."

Liang Hu then realized: "It is recorded that during the Former Han Dynasty, King Jing of Zhongshan was buried in the King's Tomb of Fenghuang Mountain in Beiping."

Your Majesty nodded gently: "King Ji is both loyal and filial. Once he speaks, how can I not be as beautiful as a human being? Today's Han and the former Han are the same lineage as Emperor Gaozu. It's just that the distance is different."

Liang Hu bowed again: "I have already recorded it."

"The land under Bohai County should not be moved again. Yuyang and Youbeiping are narrow, so it should not be divided again. The slogan is that the remaining counties should be carefully considered." Your Majesty said.

"My minister, accept the order." Liang Hu bowed three times.

Liang Hu came here to "tear the stone to ask for directions" for Cao Jie.

Your Majesty was not satisfied, as Cao Jie expected. In fact, Cao Jie didn't care where the enthronement was added. The point is that Your Majesty wanted to enthrone several counties.

Liang Hu seemed to have returned without success, but in fact it was not. Because Your Majesty had already recognized Cao Jie's decision, five more counties were added.

Tsk, twenty-one counties really can’t be bigger.

Xilinyi, twelve track road, in front of the sixth train building.

Half of the young man was leaning lazily against the door. The bottom floor of the car building on both sides and the upper half of the walls of the wing were all supported high. The front and back were transparent, and the cool breeze was blowing. The horses in the stable were shining with shiny hair and were extremely majestic, and were leisurely chewing on the forage.

Each household car house feeds more than ten to twenty horses. Two or three horses are sold every year. The price of a horse can be compared with the harvest of fifty acres of fertile land in the same season.

On horse racing days, I go to the racecourse to do odd jobs and sell some homemade snacks, making my life easy and freehand.

The handsome horses of Ji Kingdom are expensive but not expensive. A slow horse is priced at 100,000 yuan. A horse is priced at 200,000 yuan. A military horse is priced at 300,000 yuan. If you can become famous in the racecourse, it is priced at 50 to 1 million yuan.

If a horse that is far away from the world is hard to find a horse that costs a thousand miles.

Compared with the herds of Ji Country who were nomad outside the border and in Xilin City, their life experiences are apart.

One is spread to ten, ten is spread to hundreds. Over the years, there have been scattered herders on the grassland who have gone south to join. Xilin City has expanded again and again. Now it has been eight miles across and across, with more than 20,000 households. In Xilin City alone, more than 300,000 good horses are raised.

Ji Country is known as a country of thousands of horses, and it is well deserved.

It is precisely because horses are precious.

Even in the days when there were no horse racing, the Shepherd of Ji Country did not dare to neglect the slightest. He took care of all kinds of horses that were constantly mixed and improved through the stable through the stable and the family horse order.

Field horses, slow horses, riding horses, military horses, racing horses, and racing horses, each performs its own duties and is raised by a dedicated person.

As for a thousand-mile horse that can be picked from a thousand miles away, it is hard to find. It is not completely manipulated by humans. Apart from the careful care and feeding of acquired people, talent and spirituality are also the top priority.

If a thousand-mile horse can be born in a trough, not only will the whole family be given three years of taxes, but the head of the household can also be promoted to the top of the civilian title and raise more horses.

The shepherds are not good at farming. All the fertile land granted by the civil servants is converted into horses.

In other words, the newly naturalized shepherd is only allowed to raise ten horses worth 20,000 yuan. The excess horses, cattle, sheep and livestock brought back from the grassland will be subject to the market price to offset the price of the car and building purchased when they were naturalized in Xilin.

The nomadic people's love for Chelou is deeply rooted in the mind. This is also one of the reasons why people from Xilin rarely migrate to other places in Ji Country.

The selection criteria for various horses are classified into categories, clear and reasonable, and are free from deception.

It’s a mule or a horse, and it’s nothing to say, so why not try it?

What kind of type, what kind of quality, and how much value it is. Experienced stables, even with one eye, can be distinguished without deviation.

Get back to the point.

The clouds rolled, and the sun was dusk. Suddenly, a crisp sound of horse hooves sounded.

The young man suddenly raised his ears and decided a little, then he was overjoyed: "Sister!"

"Here is here." A young girl upstairs leaned over and heard the sound.

"Too..." As soon as the half-grown boy said, he heard a cry from his head: "Brother Taishi!"

"Sister Azhao!" Taishi Ci was on the horse's back, basking in the warm sunset, and raised her eyebrows and smiled.

On the road, the shepherds leaned over to salute. Taishi Ci also bowed his fists and returned the salute.

When he stepped on the stirrup, Taishici threw the reins at will, and half-grown boy flew over to take them. The boy was also very familiar with him, and he sniffed intimately.

Hu's skirt flew up, turned downstairs, rushed to the door, and suddenly stopped. He calmed down, tightened his body, and gave a gift: "I've seen the young master."

"I've seen Azhao." Taishi Ci also returned the gift.

Every movement and one still, one up and one up.

It comes from emotion and ends from etiquette.

Azhao is the daughter of the thief king of Mihu Horse. When he was young, he was sold to Lou Sang by King Wuhuan of Shanggu. He was young and had sex with Taishi Ci. He had been with Taishi Ci for ten years. The girl fell in love with her and secretly agreed. Taishi Ci was also in love, so she would not marry her. The cherry mother was quite worried. Taishi Ci was the younger brother of King Ji, and a young hero. How could she marry the daughter of the thief?

The concubine hit the saying: "Where is his father a thief, will his daughter a thief? There were Pan Hong, Zhu Gai in front, Jiang Qin and Zhou Tai in the back, Dian Wei, who knew that the mistakes could be corrected, and there was no great thing. Azhao was kind-hearted and pure, and he should be a good match with Ci'er."

After listening to the concubine's words, the kind mother was relieved.

By the way, since the fifteenth year of Taishi Ci, the mediators from all sides have broken through the threshold. Among them, there are many relatives and important officials of the clan and the humble ministers. They were all rejected by the loving mother.

When Ji State gets married, he never cares about wealth. He just needs to be a innocent family and a good daughter. He is virtuous and virtuous, and is beautiful and wise. It is better if he has the appearance of a man.

That's the case if you don't see King Ji.

Being married is like forming an alliance.

However, the brother of King Ji is in harmony with King Ji, and is in harmony with the king of Ji. He is a hero, who else can you rely on to borrow his power? Private relationships do not harm justice. If you just want to use the power to help others, give them a handle and pick up others' wisdom. How can you abide by justice and not have the desire to harm the public and benefit yourself?

What is a hero? Don’t forget your original intention.

Zhuolong Garden, Huayunhao, the Queen's Sleeping Palace.

The clouds are simmering and the waves are sparkling.

Inside the pearl curtain, the back is exposed, and the jade body is lying horizontally.

The breeze in the porthole is gentle and the heat is slightly subsided.

"Report." Guo Sheng, the general servant, stepped inside. His voice was neither high nor low, and he was about to hear it.

"What's the matter?" He Hou asked lazily.

"Report to the Empress, Your Majesty has designated five counties and added the title of King Ji."

"Twenty-one counties and vassal states." He Hou raised his eyes gently: "It can be compared to a big county."

"More than that," Guo Sheng replied, "Maybe it has been bigger than Yanzhou, comparable to Qingzhou."

"A country of a state is hard to come by." He Hou's words are profound and profound.

"What the queen said is very much." Guo Sheng whispered: "The General secretly ordered people to spread rumors, but it did not work. Now the General and King Ji are as powerful as water and fire, and it is probably not a long-term solution."

"How can I not know?" He Hou sighed: "The general was brave enough to fight and could not sleep at night. He secretly captured foreign military officials, and wanted to all the troops stationed in the capital to strengthen his reputation. How could His Majesty be indifferent and let them do it? He was confused and the strong would not do it. This is not a blessing for the general."

Guo Sheng wanted to speak but stopped. He finally couldn't help it: "The general caused his own disaster, and the queen must make plans early."
Chapter completed!