Lao Feng took Zhao Ce to practice some basic postures, and then took him to his stable to have a look.

I have to say that as a military general, the horses in Lao Feng's family were no less good than the horses that Zhao Ce saw pulling carriages.

Old Feng patted his car proudly and said, "How is it?"

"This is a horse taken from the Mongols. It is fat and strong. I ride it to the camp every day to do some riding."

Zhao Ce nodded and praised: "It is indeed a good horse."

Old Feng said cheerfully: "You have a refined temperament, and these fiery horses are not suitable for you."

"Wait until I look for someone suitable for you and help you decide on one."

Zhao Ce quickly said: "Why is this so embarrassing?"

I just fell in love with Lao Feng, so I wanted to trouble him like this.

Of course Zhao Ce would feel a little embarrassed.

Old Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are a very capable person. I, Old Feng, like you like this."

"That group of literati are all very weak. They are nowhere near compared to you."

Old Feng told Zhao Ce some interesting things about horseback riding, and less than two hours passed like this.

Most of Zhao Ce's clothes were soaked with sweat.

Lao Feng said: "Let's do this for today. From now on, you can just come in and I'll have someone open the door for you."

Zhao Ce thanked him politely again before leaving Feng Mansion.

After Lao Feng rode his beloved horse to the military camp, his deputy general ran out in a hurry.

"Old Feng, it's not good!"

Old Feng said disapprovingly: "What's wrong?"

"What else can be bad about this camp?"

The deputy general said: "There is indeed something wrong with the account book you asked me to check yesterday!"

Old Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there really a problem? Brother Zhao saw it at a glance, or is it true?"

"But if there is a problem, we can just deal with it. Why are you so flustered?"

The deputy general pulled him inside and said with a sad face: "I also know that if there is a problem, I will deal with it. The problem is..."

He pulled Old Feng into the room where he was on duty and pointed at the piles of account books on the table and floor.

"Mr. Zhan said that since we were able to find the problematic account book so quickly, please trouble us to look at it more."

Old Feng stared at the pile of account books in front of him in stunned silence, and said subconsciously: "Damn it, isn't this embarrassing me, Old Feng?"

The deputy general also had a sad face and said: "Old Feng, I only know those big characters, and you also know them."

"So I don't blame the brothers for complaining. It's really because they can't do this job!"

Old Feng Hu was stunned and said, "I'll talk to the person named Zhan!"

The deputy general said bitterly: "It's better not to go there. The quartermaster's office is almost flooded with ledgers."

"I really can't let it go anymore, so I let it come here."

The corner of Lao Feng's mouth twitched and he suddenly said: "Go and find me a good horse."

The deputy general said "Huh?"

"Now that we have to ride a horse, what should we do with the ledger?"

Old Feng glanced at him and said calmly: "This horse must be given to Brother Zhao."

"When you ask someone to do something, why don't you give me a nice gift?"

Recalling that Zhao Ce was at the restaurant yesterday, he only glanced through it briefly and could see the problematic ledger at a glance.

The deputy general's eyes immediately lit up and he said happily: "I'll go right away!"

…

In the next few days, Zhao Ce would go to practice in the morning and then come back to study.

Before Li Xiucai came, he also took the time to visit Guo Juren.

When Guo Juren saw him coming, he happily invited him to sit down.

I heard that Zhao Ce's husband Li Xiucai would come to Fucheng in a while, and Guo Juren looked a little strange.

He asked: "Is he really coming?"

Zhao Ce nodded and said, "Sir, that's indeed what he said."

Guo Juren pondered for a while and said, "Did something happen?"

Recalling what Zhao Ce said last time, he added: "What you said earlier about whether there were any riots around Fucheng, I later asked someone to check."

Zhao Ce mentioned it indirectly last time, but it was unexpected that Guo Juren actually took this matter to heart.

Zhao Ce asked: "Have you found anything, sir?"

Guo Juren said: "Some things have indeed been found, but I don't know if they are related."

"I heard that a ship bound for Nanzhili was robbed halfway out of the dock as soon as it left the dock."

"After that group of people killed people and robbed goods, they disappeared."

"There are rumors that the lost goods are the remaining salt from our salt field, but the remaining salt has not been found yet."

Then, Guo Juren shook his head again and said, "It seems that this doesn't require so much medicine."

"Is it possible that there is something behind that group of people?"

After listening to Guo Juren's words, Zhao Ce had already found out everything about Lao Gu.

This old man colluded with local officials from the neighboring province to make profits through the salt mines.

As for the remaining salt that cannot be made public, from what Zhao Ce heard, we can know that this is not something that can be pursued on the table.

However, it cannot be put on the table, but it can persuade the local garrison to dispatch to help them find it.

There must be greater power behind these people.

Fortunately, Lao Gu and his accomplices have been caught and sent to the provincial capital for trial.

You don't have to worry about his revenge.

The room became quiet for a moment.

Guo Ju and Zhao Ce were both thinking about something.

When Zhao Ce came out of Guo Juren's house, he learned that Li Xiucai would be coming to them in a few days.

Wu Xueli said happily: "Sir is finally here."

"I don't dare to look back at the articles I wrote recently, and I don't know if my husband will scold me."

Qiu Shubai also said: "Indeed, without Mr.'s guidance, it would be difficult for us to find our own problems."

Wu Xueli quickly called his servant and asked him to pack up the empty house and wait for his husband to move in.

It's just that in the past two days, my husband has not waited for him, but he has waited for Lao Feng's help.

On this day, after Zhao Ce finished practicing the basic skills, his head was covered with hair and he didn't even have time to wipe it off.

Old Feng hurriedly took him to the stable, pointed to a horse that looked good, and said, "How is this horse?"

Zhao Ce looked at the horse and said in surprise: "This can cost dozens of taels of silver?"

Old Feng chuckled and said in an awkward tone: "How much money is not a problem, if you like it, I will give it to you."

Zhao Ce hesitated: "Isn't this not good?"

He met old Feng Pingshui and accepted his courtesy for nothing, which was a bit unreasonable.

Old Feng said bluntly: "To be honest, I didn't give this good horse to you for nothing."

"You were so quick at reading the account books earlier, so I was wondering if you could help us look at the account books?"

Old Feng touched his nose with some embarrassment: "Of course, your test is coming soon, and I also know it."

"I was just wondering if you could spare an hour every day to help us read a few books?"
Chapter completed!