The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 57 Calming the Horses
Father Song didn't expect that Song Qingwan was not only talented in carpentry, but also had achievements in iron making. It was amazing!

Oh, it’s a bit troublesome that the child is too smart. There are so many unexpected surprises that I can’t receive them all. It’s impossible to receive them all.

Father Song was so proud that he couldn't hide it at all, "Haha, Wan, let's go home and eat first. Only when we are full can we have the strength to work.

Lao Tietou and Jinzi are here too. You two have been busy with Wanwan all day and must not have had time to cook. Thank you for your hard work.

It's a good opportunity for our two families to discuss the transfer of ownership of the house." Father Song must have heard his wife remind him of this.

"Okay, then we won't be polite." After Mr. Li delivered the horses, they still had a lot of things to do and could not waste time on trivial matters.

Father Song was in a good mood. When he walked to the door, he did not forget to invite the guards at the door of the Hu family. After all, the person who did something wrong was that bastard boy, and it had nothing to do with these guards.

"Brothers, would you like to come to my house for a simple meal?"

The guards were in awe of Father Song. Anyone who dared to attack His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so blatantly was definitely the first person in the dynasty. Even His Majesty had never done that.

Several people bowed respectfully and said, "No need, we have already eaten." They had people taking turns at regular times, so they would not go hungry. This was the open-mindedness of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and his treatment was definitely the most humane in the dynasty.

Father Song did not force them to do so. Knowing that someone was guarding the Hu family, they could go to eat with peace of mind.

The two girls, the third sister and the fifth sister, had prepared the Song family's meal early, and would serve it as soon as they returned. It seemed that they knew that the father and son of the Hu family would come, so there were not only many dishes on the table, but also large portions.

The two families had a happy meal, during which Hu Jin couldn't help but talk about Song Qingwan's heroic deeds, from winning a ten thousand tael order in Nanshi to the bold purchase of iron in the Jingji government office.
This made the Song family refresh their understanding of Song Qingwan.

After the meal, the second, fourth and sixth sons of the Song family also returned to the Hu family.

When they arrived at the Hu family in the night holding lanterns, they saw a tall and mighty white horse standing in the yard. The white horse was breathing heavily from time to time, looking unruly.

There were also several middle-aged men in their thirties or forties, who were holding some tools in their hands and looked very skilled and capable.

"Sir Song, Miss, Mr. Hu, the master asked us to come and learn a thing or two from you so that we can help with tomorrow's work."

Several people took the lead in bowing to Song Qingwan and the others. Their attitude was very respectful and they seemed very well-trained. They did not mean to look down on Song Qingwan, a little girl at all.

"Okay, okay, thank you all for your hard work." Father Song's attitude was friendly. It was said that there were a hundred horses in the escort agency waiting to be hooved, and their hooves had to be trimmed beforehand. Only his daughter and Lao Tietou were too busy to handle it.

"No, the one who is really suffering is Miss Song. This Ferghana horse is the master's special seat and has a wild temper. We will try our best to pacify and control it. Please be careful, Miss."

One of the masters said solemnly that he was the exclusive groom of this horse, but he didn't understand why the master wanted to give this fierce BMW to the little girl to try out first. This was obviously a very difficult task.

Song Qingwan was not too worried because she had a canary.

"Okay." She nodded confidently, then waved to the canary, "Squeak, go ahead!"

Everyone was stunned, and then they saw the little canary on Song Qingwan's shoulder suddenly fly up, flapping its wings, circling around the white horse, chirping and communicating with the white horse.

Next, a dramatic scene appeared. The white horse, which was originally arrogant and looked down on everyone, seemed to understand the chirping of the canary.

It paused for a moment, then communicated with the canary with a puff, and its initially unruly appearance gradually became docile.

When the two animals finished talking, the white horse kicked its hooves excitedly, and then it suddenly stretched out a foot towards Song Qingwan.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Is this possible? Can animals communicate with each other? Or is it that only divine horses and fairies can show human nature?
Song Qingwan smiled and said to the obedient white horse, "Sit down." Then the white horse really lay down obediently, and Song Qingwan also sat down. She took out a cloth pad from her bag, put one of the horse's feet on her knees, and took out the pruning knives, and started to cut and plan.

The white horse felt no pain as its hoof claws were being shaved off piece by piece. Instead, it watched with curiosity and enjoyment. This heartwarming scene was simply divine.

Song Qingwan trimmed the four horse hooves into a crescent shape, and then took out four hot iron sleeves.

When everyone saw this, they were immediately horrified and nervous. The old master hurriedly asked, "Girl, won't the horse's hoof be burned?" If an accident happens, the white horse will go crazy, right?

This white horse is used to bullying others by taking advantage of its power. It has kicked many masters' buttocks before. They are so worried that Song Qingwan will be kicked, but they will not be able to report to their master if the white horse hurts them.

"It's okay. Don't we all trim our nails regularly? It doesn't hurt. The same goes for horses. And only by gluing the iron sleeve to the hoof and then nailing it, the horseshoe won't fall off easily."

Song Qingwan was calm and composed, and the white horse was not afraid either, because the canary had already tricked it into obedience. It had long been conquered by the words "iron cavalry".

Song Qingwan put the hot iron sleeve accurately on the horse's hoof, and immediately saw a burst of white smoke coming out, but the white horse did not show any abnormality, instead, it looked proud.

After the horseshoe had cooled down, Song Qingwan hammered nails into the holes without hurting the white horse. After hammering the nails in, she cut off the exposed tip of the nail and smoothed it against the horseshoe nail.

Soon, everyone saw that the horseshoe and the iron sleeve fit perfectly and tightly together. It looked very stable, just like a human wearing a shoe. It was very beautiful and had the noble demeanor of a divine horse.

"It's okay, Xiaobai, get up and try." After Song Qingwan said this, the canary immediately squeaked and urged.

Then the white horse stood up flexibly and trotted in the yard. For a while, the only sound was the crisp and deep ticking sound of the horseshoes rubbing against the ground. Its limbs with horseshoes moved without any obstacles.

"It works! That's amazing!"

"Yes, that layer of iron is quite thick. It can definitely be used for a long time."

"It shouldn't be a problem for an ordinary horse to travel a thousand miles a day."

There was a burst of praise in the courtyard, and the first iron cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty was born.

Several masters took the white horse back overnight to report, but the Hu family still kept guards on it.

Not to mention, several waves of people came at night. Those petty thieves who came for the smell of blood just glanced at the guards from a distance and left after seeing them.

But there were also some bandits with particularly strong purpose who would not cry until they saw the coffin. They did not take the two guards seriously. A group of them came up with sharp blades and fought with real guns.

The sharp sound of weapons colliding was suddenly heard in the quiet night, which made Canary fly from the Song family to take a look.

The final result, of course, was that a group of people were no match for the other two guards, and the other side suffered heavy casualties.

When Song Qingwan came over the next day, she could still see the uncleaned bloodstains in front of the Hu family's courtyard gate. Her eyes were deep, and she knew in her heart that last night's sabotage was probably related to the Huang Escort Agency.

Right now, the one who least wants her to succeed is probably the Huang Escort Agency, right?

However, they hit a wall, because Song Qingwan is not easy to bully, and Li Minghe is even more difficult to deal with!

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