The foal was born fairly smoothly. Perhaps it was these days that the mare was in very good condition after eating food with spiritual energy. Not long after the grass arrived, the mare gave birth to a foal with red hair all by itself. After the veterinarian Wang arrived, he checked the mare and the foal, and left after concluding that both the mother and the foal were in good condition.
Hei Xuanfeng squeezed into the crowd, glanced curiously at the ugly little guy who couldn't even stand upright, turned his head and walked away in disgust. However, it was afraid that the master's love for itself would be taken away by this ugly guy, so it waited obediently aside, completely different from the usual skinny it. Even when Xiaocao fed the pony a drop of spirit stone water, it didn't argue.
The little pony has a good pedigree. After a winter at the racecourse, with the help of Lingshi liquid, the little pony will definitely be as handsome as Xuehen in the future! Yu Xiaocao saw that there were several pregnant mares among the wild horse herd, so she specially arranged for an experienced breeder to take care of these mares and their future foals. These are the hopes of the racecourse! She doesn't believe that a foal born and raised in such a stable and comfortable environment on the racecourse will be willing to leave her "homeland" in the future
Settling down the wild horses, the time is quietly approaching the twelfth lunar month. Taking advantage of the good weather, Yu Xiaocao took a few maids and packed up their luggage one after another, preparing to return to Beijing.
During this period, the horse farm caught several spies who mixed in and wanted to poison the water source. After interrogation, it was confirmed that they were from the Tuhar Khan tribe, and it was Xiao Rong's brain-dead brother who made the trick.
If the tiger doesn't show off its power, you will treat me as Hello Kitty! Zhu Junyang was so angry that he took these spies and a group of soldiers from the Firearms Battalion and ran all the way, attacked the Tuhar Khan at night, and burned all their supplies for the winter. And hang the heads of those spies high on the totem flagpoles of their camps. For these ambitious guys, you have to give him a hard blow, otherwise you won't have a long memory!
The warriors of the Tukhar Khan tribe saw the firearms that sprayed sparks and killed people from a long distance, and only after they suffered a crushing defeat did they really realize the gap between their own tribe and the Ming army. If people don't mess with you, it doesn't mean they fear you, but they don't take these little fleas seriously.
In the cold winter, it is really difficult for nomads like them outside the customs to get food and some necessary supplies. Most of the hoarded food and grass were burned, which means that many people of the Tuhar Khan tribe will go through the severe winter hungry. In addition, the newly appointed leader is fatuous and tyrannical, which makes the low-level generals and the people of the tribe feel conflicted, and miss the wise and wise King Xiao Rong very much!
Xiao Rong, who was recovering from his wounds in the courtyard outside the racecourse, had already sneaked back into the tribe with two loyal confidants, quietly waiting for the opportunity to regain power. He took advantage of the opportunity when his stupid younger brother wanted to hit the stone with a pebble, head-to-head with the firearms battalion of King Yangjun, and arouse fierce conflicts among his soldiers and generals, so he assembled a team loyal to him, and quickly sent his younger brother and the traitor sergeant to death in one fell swoop. Take it down and regain control of the Tukhar Khan.
At this time, the tribe was already facing a serious food shortage crisis. Xiao Rong summoned the generals of the tribe, and frankly expressed his intention to surrender to Daming and fight for the hope of survival for the people. Although some radical generals objected, most people voted for him after he calmly analyzed the crisis of the tribe's survival.
Xiao Rong expressed his sincerity to the King of Yangjun. Zhu Junyang asked people to spread the news back to Beijing, and the emperor quickly sent negotiators to sign an agreement with the Tuhar Khan. The Tuhar Khan tribe bowed their heads to the Ming Dynasty and paid tribute to the old coins every year. Daming borrowed enough grain to the Tuhar Khan, and opened a mutual market between the two ethnic groups to carry out friendly trade exchanges...
None of this affected Xiaocao's eagerness to go home. This year, is she going back to Dongshan Village for the New Year? Or take the family to the capital for the festival? I'm a little entangled, and I want to go back early and ask my parents for their opinions.
Zhu Junyang was looking forward to the snow every day in his heart, and it would be better if a snowstorm came and blocked them from going back. In this way, he will be able to celebrate the new year with the little girl! Of course, it would be even better if Director Su's unsightly package could be thrown back!
Unfortunately, the weather didn't go his way. After entering Dongyue, it was almost always sunny. He found various reasons to delay the time to go back, but he did not delay the blizzard he was looking forward to.
Su Ran, a discerning person, has long seen through his tricks. Even though Su Ran also wanted to spend a lively Spring Festival with the little grass girl, but he was born not to let that little bastard Zhu Junyang be happy. When Zhu Junyang was still trying to find an excuse to drag Xiaocao back, Su Ran calmed his mind with one sentence: "If the king of Yangjun is really too busy to get away, I can do it for you and escort Xiaocao." Girl, go back to Beijing!"
Zhu Junyang was pissed off by Chief Su: This old eunuch! He definitely did it on purpose! ! Deliberately making things difficult for him, deliberately dismantling his platform, and deliberately encouraging the little girl to speed up the pace of returning to Beijing! What made him even more angry was that the little girl nodded frequently in agreement when Manager Su said this. She just wanted to get rid of him so much, and go to be alone with that skinny Su Ran
In desperation, at the end of Dongyue, Zhu Junyang had no choice but to leave for Beijing under Xiaocao's urging. In the luggage that went back, there were several cars of precious furs. Of course, the most precious ones are those rare herbs in the small herb box!
When entering the twelfth lunar month, Xiaocao finally returned to the long-lost capital. In the snowstorm, the Fangfangzhen couple who got the news welcomed their daughter's return in the Shili Pavilion on the outskirts of Beijing.
"Godfather, godmother! It's such a cold day, and I have to work for you to go out of Beijing to pick me up!" Yu Xiaocao got out of the car and threw herself into Mrs. Fang's arms. After wandering outside for nearly two months, the closer she gets to the capital, the more Xiaocao misses everything in Beijing and her relatives in Beijing. The godfather and godmother came to pick her up, making her happy and touched—she is also missed!
Mrs. Fang looked at her goddaughter carefully, and saw that her complexion was rosy, and her face seemed to have a little more flesh, which made her feel more comfortable when pinched. Helping the little girl to stand up straight, I found that she seemed to have grown up during this time, and the curves of her body gradually appeared. The whole person was like a blooming flower, and she became more delicate and beautiful.
She relieved herself and said with a smile: "Your godfather, I have been inquiring about your return date since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. A few days ago, I heard from King Jing that you were coming back in the past two days, so I couldn't sit still and went to this place every day. Running. Even if it snowed early this morning, it couldn’t stop his footsteps. I secretly calculated that you will arrive almost today, so I’ll follow along to have a look. I’ve really waited for you, aren’t our mothers just Do you have a connection?"
Yu Xiaocao hugged the godmother's arm, shaking it, and asked lovingly: "Godfather misses me? Does the godmother not miss her daughter?"
"Why don't you miss it? Ever since you left the capital, she has been whispering in my ear: Cao'er is a girl, can she adapt to life outside the pass? Bullying? When will Cao’er come back? Cao’er should come back too? Why did you go there for so long? Nothing will happen... Reading makes me dizzy every day, even your little brother has learned to talk about when her sister will come back !" Fang Fangzhen rubbed his daughter's shiny black hair, pretending to have a helpless expression, and complained about his daughter-in-law.
Zhu Junyang stood by and waited for the family of three to talk about the past, and then came up to say hello to the two future Taishantaishui, but in return General Fang gave an unwelcome look—he was the one who abducted his daughter so far outside the pass to help him build some kind of horse farm. A girl, in such a harsh environment outside the customs, helped him take care of the horse farm, thanks to him thinking of it! !
Fang Fangzhen directly ignored Zhu Junyang, the county king, and greeted Mr. Su warmly, and thanked him for taking care of his good daughter. Zhu Junyang: It's obviously the little girl that the master is taking care of, okay, what's the matter with that dead eunuch
"To catch up on the old days, it's not too late to go back to Beijing. It's windy and snowy, don't freeze our girl!" Mrs. Fang took her girl's hand and got into Xiaocao's carriage. After getting into the carriage, I saw that it was quite spacious and well-equipped, with fur blankets, cushions and pillows, and it was comfortable to sit on. In addition, there was a brazier in the corner of the carriage, and it was warm inside, so Mrs. Fang felt relieved.
Xiaocao snuggled up next to the godmother, and the two of them took care of the household chores. Mrs. Fang told her the good news: "Your parents know that you have an errand to go outside the customs, and you will not be able to return until it is almost the twelfth lunar month. They can't bear you to travel to Tanggu, so they decided to bring the whole family to the capital at the end of the twelfth lunar month. "
"Father and mother are coming to the capital to celebrate the New Year! What about Tang Gu's business?" In Tang Gu's village, there are thousands of acres of vegetable greenhouses. On weekdays, Dad and Big Brother are in charge, can they go away
Mrs. Fang patted her daughter's hand and said, "What do the stewards in the village do for food? Then if the land and the shed are all done by the master himself, what do you need to do? You, at a young age, just love to worry. Vegetables in the shed It's not the first year you planted in Tanggu, there are so many experienced people in the village, and your parents have only been away for more than a month, what could go wrong?"
"That's right! Steward Ding, who is in charge of the vegetable greenhouse, looks young and capable! This is also the time to test him. If it doesn't work, the steward should be replaced as soon as possible. Don't tire my father and elder brother!" Xiaocao nodded her head vigorously.
Mrs. Fang nodded her forehead, and said softly: "After driving for so many days, are you tired? Lean on me and sleep for a while, and I will call you when I arrive! Go back to the general's mansion with mother first, your little brother has already yelled I'm thinking about my sister. If you don't come back, he's going to make a big fuss!" The "little brother" in her mouth is naturally her own, Fang Haolin's little friend who is only three years old this year.