Of the thirty-two horses, twenty-seven were mostly intact or slightly injured, two were lame, and three had serious injuries. After all, even if the blowgun was intended to injure people rather than horses, it would be impossible to do it so precisely in the chaos at the entrance of the bamboo forest, so this harvest was already very good.
These were the spoils left for Rongshui Village after Xiong Yi's cavalry left with the captives.
Last night, except for Zhang Chen and Lu Sanlang, all the young masters were sleeping soundly after being drugged. It was shameless enough for them to share the credit, and no one was too embarrassed to covet any spoils.
Even Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu, who were not valued and were actually quite short of money, would never dare to ask for it. As for Zhang Chen and Lu Sanlang, one was rich and powerful, and the other was self-proclaimed wise, they would not stand up to argue.
So Zhang Shou called together Yang Laoguan and others and told them about the temporary stay of the warhorse. From Yang Laoguan, who was always obsessed with money, a large number of villagers were overjoyed. However, after Zhang Shou clapped his hands, they immediately quieted down.
"Although the commander Xiong only took away the people and not the horses, the horses still belong to Linhai Camp. So now we can only say that we are temporarily borrowing these horses. I have told Yingying that she will send someone to Linhai Camp to return the lame and injured horses. The remaining horses will of course be used by everyone in the village."
Before the villagers could express their joy and thank him, Zhang Shou revealed another intention.
"I told Commander Xiong that we should keep these horses to plow the fields and compensate for the disturbance of the countryside by the rebellious army. But you should all understand that the war horses in the Linhai Camp may not be able to plow the fields. Besides, feeding horses is very expensive. Instead of wasting horsepower on plowing the fields, it is better to use most of them to pull carts and transport the newly harvested rice and other vegetables to the capital to sell immediately, and also take along the silk threads and other things that have been accumulated over time."
There are not many large livestock in the entire Rongshui Village, especially livestock suitable for long-distance transportation of goods. If Wu had not been a kind-hearted "landlord" who often lent his horse to villagers to transport goods to the market, the villagers' lives would have become even more difficult if they had only relied on manpower to transport things to the city.
When the villagers heard Zhang Shou's words, they were even more surprised. Especially when Zhang Shou said that he would accompany them to the capital, everyone knew that this trip to the capital would definitely save a lot of money and make a lot of money.
Apart from anything else, if Zhang Shou goes there, it means that people from the Duke of Zhao's Mansion will follow him, and maybe Miss Zhu will go with him. Then, even if he has to pay taxes when entering and leaving the city gate, he will not be exploited, and no one will dare to bully him at the market!
"Okay, I've finished. Everyone hurry home to pack up and take inventory. Tomorrow is August 16th, so we'll go to the capital on the 17th or 18th. Everyone, take good care of the horses for two days, then prepare everything for the trip to the capital. Everyone should work out who will go and who will stay."
The villagers left happily, but Yang Laoguan was the last to leave. After walking a few steps, the oldest man in the village suddenly turned around and walked back. Seeing that Zhang Shou had not left, he was standing at the entrance of the village watching the women clean up the messy banquet, as if in a trance, so he went forward and coughed.