Ever since she saw Zhang Han, the little girl's face turned red as if she had a ghost in her heart, and she would peek at the consort from time to time while working. Aunt Taran's words last night kept coming back to her mind.
"The prince-in-law is good-looking, has no airs, and is very kind to his servants. He is a perfect match for the princess!! But why is there a problem in that area? What a pity... What should I do? I have to help the prince-in-law. I heard that the princess had a tantrum with the prince-in-law this morning, could it be because of that... Sigh! Poor prince-in-law, I will help you."
Just as the little maid was expanding her imagination, the little maid next to her suddenly patted her on the shoulder and asked.
"Yesui, are you sick? Why is your face so red...!"
Ye Sui had something in his mind and was startled by his companions, and almost screamed out.
He quickly covered his mouth and explained, "No, no, it's just a little hot, yes, a little hot!" As he spoke, he fanned his red face with his hands.
Her companion was stunned by her sexy moves, and she didn’t even take off her cotton-padded clothes yet! It's just past morning. Is it hot?
Is this guy stupid?
Even the eyes he looked at Ye Sui were full of sympathy. .
...
"Hey! The Prince Consort of Gaochang is here. Come in quickly! The master is at the school grounds right now."
As soon as Zhang Han arrived at the door of Subotai's house, a doorman trotted over to greet him.
I still remember that when Wu Liangha Tai brought them to visit Subotai for the first time, they were not so enthusiastic. But since Zhang Han became the consort and officially became a disciple of Subotai, the attitude of this disciple has become better and better.
Zhang Han can also understand. As the old saying goes: the seventh-grade official in front of the prime minister's door. Praising the high and suppressing the low is also the survival rule of these people. Sometimes you really can't blame them.
They were all old acquaintances, and Zhang Han was not polite. After getting off his horse, he pointed behind him and ordered the doorman;
'When I came here today, the princess asked me to bring some gifts to the handsome man. It's all there! Send someone to take it over. '
When the disciples heard this, they quickly complimented Zhang Han and Yelikedun;
"Everyone knows the character of the consort and the princess. I believe the master will be pleased to know..." Balabala said.
The other party greets you with a smile, but you can't keep a cold-blooded face. Zhang Han had no choice but to accompany the other party and say a few words.
Perhaps Menzi also sensed that Zhang Han was unwilling to talk to him more. After ordering a few boys to help accept the gifts, Menzi took Zhang Han to the school grounds where Subotai was.
It turns out that during the time he lived here, Zhang Han came to this school frequently.
Unlike the large campus in the military camp, this kind of private campus is undoubtedly more popular with high-ranking nobles. Especially for the Mongolian nobles, it is a routine operation to encircle several acres of land and build a school.
Like the Subotai family, it covers more than ten acres.
Not only can you ride horses and archery inside, but there are also all kinds of exercise equipment. There is even a large open area left to simulate various battlefield terrains. Of course, the labor and other costs to maintain such a school field are also sky-high.
But do Mongol nobles like Subotai care? As long as the scimitars, bows and arrows in their hands are strong enough, the whole world will let them take whatever they want.
I heard that when Ogedai Khan first succeeded to the throne, many huge warehouses were built in Hara and other Ordos. It is piled like mountains with wealth plundered by Mongolia from all over the world;
Gold, silver, treasures, porcelain, jade, silk and satin plundered from Central Asia and the Han Dynasty in the Central Plains. Fine carpets plundered from Persia and ivory, spices and pearl powder from the Indian region. Mink, tiger, fox and birch skins were donated by the tribes in the forest. Gold Buddha statues from the Xixia and Uyghur regions, white jade ornaments, etc... If ordinary people see it, they will be overwhelmed and feel like they are eye-opening.
It is said that even these valuable treasures could not be left in the national treasury at that time.
Precious gold and silver porcelain was thrown randomly on the ground, gold and silver were stained with mud, and exquisite jade was broken into pieces; precious cultural ancient books from various countries were still collecting dust in the corners; silk and satin were even bitten by insects and rats. How many. These treasures that ordinary people seem to be extremely precious, and they wish to treasure them all the time, but here they face the end of being bitten by insects, exposed to rain, and thrown around randomly.
According to legend! One time, the envoys from the West were so happy that they paid tribute to Ogedai with fine wine. With a wave of his hand, they were allowed to go to the treasury to collect the rewards at will. As a result, when those old haters saw this scene in the treasury, they were so shocked that they even forgot about the Virgin Mary in their hearts.
Later, they even fought with each other to snatch the treasure. This incident was once reduced to a joke among the Mongolian noble circles.
Without it, the Mongols don't seem to value these things at all.
In their opinion, gold, silver and jewelry are not as valuable as sabers, bows and arrows, and horses. Anyway, every time there is a military operation, there will still be a huge amount of wealth flowing here.
If you have common sense in economics, you should be able to discover the logical problems in Mongolian thinking.
Because there will always be a time when all the gold, mountains and silver are squandered, but it is even more difficult to stop the extravagance of the Mongolian nobles. "It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality." This is a law that has been difficult to break since ancient times.
Therefore, after Mongolia's finances gradually became tight in recent years, Ogedai, under the advice of Prime Minister Yelu Chucai, also proposed many policies to alleviate financial problems. The most famous of these is the taxation system called the "Ten Taxes System". Of course, this is also learned from the Han people.
Subsequently, this tax system was piloted in the Han-controlled areas of the Central Plains and was very effective.
The pilot and popularization of the taxation system greatly alleviated the financial crisis of the Mongolian Empire, which made Ogodei and the Mongolian high-level officials very happy. However, this method can only alleviate financial pressure and is a temporary solution but not the root cause. Therefore, Mongolia's distressed financial problems are also one of the important reasons for Mongolia's repeated western expeditions.
Closer to home, after Zhang Han and Menzi arrived at the school grounds, Menzi went down. There were rules in this kind of place and he couldn't stay too long. After the disciples left, Zhang Han did not disturb Subotai who was riding a horse in the distance, but just found a place to sit down and began to watch the opponent's training.
To be honest, Zhang Han would be impressed by Subotai's smooth combat movements every time. The colleagues he saw in the Qixue Army on weekdays were already considered the best among the Mongolian elites. When he first arrived in the grassland, he was so surprised when he saw Zhang Han, a master of Ulang Hatai's horse control. But these people were suddenly down a notch compared to warriors like Subotai who had been fighting for many years.
I saw that Subotai, who was in his fifties, still showed none of the sluggishness of old age and frailty. The tall Arabian horse under his crotch... Chai Feng seemed to have become one with his whole body.
Even on the bumpy back of a horse that travels thousands of miles every day, he can still bring out his strongest fighting power.
Just like what Zhang Han saw before his eyes,
Subotai seemed to be riding a cyan lightning, speeding toward Zhang Han from a mile away. Almost instantly, the figures of men and horses became clear on Zhang Han's retina.
Wearing dozens of kilograms of armor, this veteran who had been fighting for many years stood up directly on the fast and bumpy horseback about 200 meters away from Zhang Han. He quickly took out three wolf fang arrows from the quiver behind him and placed them on the bowstring with a relaxed expression.
When he was about fifty meters away from Zhang Han, he loosened his thumb slightly and three wolf-fang arrows flew rapidly towards Zhang Han's place. Then he quickly and skillfully used a move to hide in the stirrup. He pulled the horse's rein slightly with his right hand, and the horse drew a beautiful arc at a distance of forty meters away from Zhang Han.
At the same time, with the sound of three arrows hitting the ground, "Thud! Thud! Thud!", three more trembling arrow shafts appeared in a straight line twenty centimeters in front of Zhang Han.
Zhang Han remembered that the first time the opponent shot him in the head. At that time, the opponent shot the felt hat off his head. Zhang Han, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, almost lost control of his urine.
Although this time it was not as thrilling as the first time, three heavy arrows were fired in succession, and if there was even the slightest mistake, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
"Yes, great progress. I finally feel a little better about facing life and death." As soon as Zhang Han got up from the ground, Subotai, who was riding Chasing Feng, had already stopped in front of him.
Although Zhang Han was madly complaining that the other party was a lunatic, he was indeed envious of this master's skills.
Needless to say, he is a more powerful military commander. This ultimate string control technique can make him drool all over the place. After all, only boys understand male romance best.
Late at night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dreams.
So!
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"Compared with the master, this boy's courage is far inferior..."
When Zhang Han saw his master preparing to dismount, he quickly smiled flatteringly and prepared to step forward to help him.
After being helped off the horse by Zhang Han, Tongsu Butai looked at his disciple and nodded secretly.
Apart from anything else, this drive to learn skills is what he has in mind. If Zhang Han wanted to learn skills but didn't take the initiative to fight for it, Subotai wouldn't even pay attention to him. After all, not everyone is his biological son Wu Liang Hatai.
There is nothing I can do about it!
Subotai gave Zhang Han a high look. To be honest, apart from the main reason why Zhang Han really worked hard, Wu Liangha Tai's role as a foil was definitely a secondary reason.
Compared with Zhang Han's positive attitude towards studying and his progress, if it weren't for the paternity test at this time, he would really doubt who is his father, Zhang Han or Wu Liang Hatai.
But in Zhang Han's view, the father and son were not the same kind of people at all. One is a genius and the other is an average person. When the genius father meets the mediocre son, he will be able to balance his heart and become a ghost.
So God is fair. It is impossible for a genius to be born into your family. Then will others survive?
