Fields of Gold

“Let me guess, do you have any treasures that can make food productive, medicinal, delicious... bad horses become better fighters?” Zhu Junyang tried carefully and feared that the “little snail” would shrink back into the shell.

Yu Xiaograss's eyes flashed. He removed his gaze from Zhu Junyang's eyes and bit his lip slightly. He laughed unnaturally: “Your imagination is too rich, isn't it? How could there be such a good baby? ”

[He does not perceive any greed, possession and lust. Ben Shenshi feels that he can be trusted. Would you like to confess to him?] A small reminder of Tianshi Tianxi, lest two people in the future lose their share because of this. Often cracks begin with suspicion and concealment.

Zhu Junyang has obtained the answer he wants from her deity: he must have guessed it. When the little girl's heart is weak, she will do some small actions. For example, look into the eyes, avoid his gaze, or keep pulling your nails, or play with your hair with your head down. Now she, pretending to look at the clouds in the sky, sees extremely focused.

Rubbing her little head, Zhu Junyang laughed: "Well, Grandpa won't make you! Believe me, one day, your sincerity will impress you. Grandpa is patient enough to wait until the day you trust Grandpa wholeheartedly and open your heart to him. ”

The guilt in Yu Xiaograss's heart was like a fermented dough, gradually began to expand. She lowered her head and kicked a little grass under her feet with her toes, softly saying: “I… am not unbelieving you, but difficult to predict, no one dares to venture into the darkness of human nature. I don't want to lose my present happiness, I don't want to lose you as my new guardian... please forgive my cowardice and caution..."

Zhu Junyang's heart was slightly lost, but the feeling of the little girl's loneliness made him angry again. Perhaps he shouldn't have chosen this moment to force her. However, he wanted to create a firearm cavalry camp. The demand for good horses was too high. He examined several large families with horses in the camp, and none of them matched the horses he needed...

“Grass, this roundabout, Grandpa finds a horse farmer outside Guan, decides to ask him to go back and help Grandpa raise the horse-- will you help Grandpa? Right?" Zhu Junyang euphemistically expressed his meaning. The little girl is smart enough to understand what he meant.

Raising a horse? Yu Xiaograss looked up at him with some surprise and seemed to understand something from his deep smile. Zhu Junyang, 20 years old, has already demonstrated outstanding ability to lead troops, and the Emperor has only had to hand over the finest firearms battalion to him for training and management.

An extraordinary army, infantry alone is definitely not possible. Especially against the immediate peoples outside the war, the cavalry battalion lacks a horse horse, which becomes a short board for the army. The stallions in most of the stables in Guan are obtained from outsiders.

How can those foreign nationalities who look at the Zhongyuan tigers and those who depend on looting for their livelihoods in the winter sell the finest thousand miles of good fighters to their rivals? Even if you get one or two of them occasionally, they tend to be mediocre and mediocre in the breeding of a generation...

Zhu Junyang, who aspired to build a strong army, must urgently need a group of good horses to arm his men? Yu Xiaowei saw a glimmer of urgency and desire through his dark, depressed eyes.

Gradually, your hands are gripping and your heart is firming. All these years, he's been silently helping her, guarding her. Emotions, after all, are not unilateral, isn't it time for her to give something!

With a brilliant smile on his lips, Yu Xiaograss glanced at that handsome, Yingwu man: “As long as you need it, as long as I have that ability, I am definitely obliged!! ”

The eyes of the two men intertwined for a long time, revealing an uncharted smile. Zhu Junyang approached him from the horse and gently lifted up that petite figure. He put it in his arms. His soft and delicate body buried into his chest. His low voice sounded like a murmur. “Grass, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life! ”

“Miss!!” Yingchun slightly sounded sharp beside their ears. Unconsciously, they were taken back to the vicinity of the walking palace by two knowledgeable horses and seen by the little maid who came out looking for her.

Little grass was watched by her maids with the eyes of rape, quite uncomfortable. Zhu Junyang smiled softly and her chest vibrated behind her. She couldn't help reaching out her little hand, pinching the firm muscles between his waist and tightening them. There was no flesh on her narrow waist, her hands were tired and sour, but she didn't seem to feel a thing.

“If Grandpa doesn't let you go down, do you think the little maid of your loyal patron will come over and tear Grandpa apart?” Zhu Junyang's laughing voice rang over her head, "Alas... unfortunately, Grandpa hasn't hugged enough! It smells so soft and soft, so comfortable to hug..."

Yu Xiaowei's elbow pushed back and pounded on the guy's hard abs. “Do you think I'm a toy bear? Hug me if you want? Die, Ben girl is going down! ”

Zhu Junyang took the lead in jumping off the horse's back, holding the little girl's thin waist and gently lifting her up and lowering her again: “Too thin, this waist master's hand will soon be able to strangle. You can't choose to eat in the future, eat more meat, eat more meat..."

“Are you bored? Like a housekeeper! Ignore you!!” Yu Xiaograss snorted proudly toward the sky, shaking off her arms and walking toward the walking palace's own yard, leaving a sentence, "When your stable opened, remember to say, Ben Girl went over and pointed you out. This girl has a fortune note. How about a little luck for you? ”

Zhu Junyang watched the little girl gradually move away from her back, faint happiness in her heart. Although the little girl did not confess to him, her actions told him that she could help with the horse feeding. Smart she must have guessed his aspirations and would spare no effort to help him with her abilities!

First and foremost, there must now be a “horse breeder” to cover the little girl. Well... the last time I saved a Han man on the battlefield and a descendant of Ta Ta, I was told to help Ta raise a horse. That's him!

Nothing to say overnight. The next day, it was the first day of the hunt. The enclosure divides thirty-six enclosures according to the topography and wildlife distribution. First the minister in charge of the enclosure leads the cavalry within a selected range, surrounds it, and then drives it away while narrowing it down.

There are also some soldiers with wild deer masks hidden in the dark forest in the circle, blowing whistles imitating wild deer begging to be even, and the herds of deer smell coming together, attracting some deer-fed beasts as well.

As the encirclement becomes smaller and the range of animal activity becomes smaller and denser, this is the moment when the encirclement begins.

“Your Majesty, the time has come, please take the first shot!” The minister in charge of the enclosure is very good.

Royal son, trained in riding since childhood, hunting a prey in a jungle with dense prey is not difficult for Zhu Junfan. He took a gorgeous bow, took an arrow from his pocket and shot it at a tall, strong stag in a herd not far from here.

The arrow went off the string, centered on the stag's neck. The stag struggled a few times and fell to the ground. The frightened herd of deer fled and quickly disappeared into the jungle. In principle, it should be time for the performance of the Crown Prince's grandson. Unfortunately, the biggest prince is less than eight years old, and the little bow in his hand is like a toy in the eyes of someone else. Although Zhu Hanxun also wanted to shoot his prey with his own hands, it was unfortunate how the bow and arrow in his hand could kill the wild chicken.

Zhu Junfan waved his hand, allowing His Majesty's ministers to hunt freely, and put out a few fine treasures as colorful heads, rewarding one or two or three of the most prey. Things don't matter. It's important to show your face in front of the Emperor! The young son from Wujiang, who thinks he is riding an extraordinary official family member, rubbed his hands with fists and prepared for a big fight.

Yu Xiaograss rode a horse not far behind the Emperor and watched a young and sweeping figure bend on the horse's back. He felt a little leaping in his heart to try. But think about your thin arms and legs, even the lightest bow can be strenuous to pull up, presumably only a toy bow in the hands of the Grand Prince, suitable for her. I'm tired again!

“Why not go experience it?” Zhu Junyang, who was in charge of the emperor's safety, rushed over and asked softly.

Yu Xiaowei turned a white eye at him and was impatient: “What is there to experience? Haven't you ever hunted in Higashiyama Village? Why fight them for their prey? ”

He Wang condensed himself in a red vigorous suit with a bow and arrow in his hand. He urged the horse to come and head for Xiaowei: “Sister Xiaowei, go! Sister takes you hunting!! ”

“I haven't learned how to shoot arrows. I'll go for nothing. Go yourself. Be careful!” Yu Xiaowei waved her claws.

He Wang shouted at her and smiled. "You guys are so boring, coming to the enclosure one by one? Look at her, shoot the tiger back!! ”

Yu Xiaograss laughed: "Okay, then I'll be waiting for the tiger meat at night to drink the tiger bone soup! ”

Zhu Junyang glanced at He Wang with disdain, poisoning his tongue: “Shooting a tiger? Don't let the tiger chase you! Don't cry when you leave empty-handed ”

“You're the one crying!! Can you say something nice?” He Huang hunched, to Xiao Wedao, “a man like this can be angry when he dumps early!! ”

After that, give Zhu Junyang a back head and slap the horse towards the hunting area. Behind her, she was followed by four extraordinary guards sent to her by the Horse of Peace.

Zhu Junfan heard the noise and looked this way. “Yang, why don't you try? ”

“If there's anyone else in the first place, what else?” Zhu Junyang shot his nine-stone strong bow. He was much better at first than he was four or five years ago. Nine stone bows can be pulled up without effort, and the strings won't hurt the muscles on his arm like they used to.