[Today's first update.] Finally rushed out of the car with a notebook. 】

In the evening, there is still an endless stream of gift-givers.

There were common silk silks, gold and silver utensils, as well as gold and stones, calligraphy and paintings, antiques, and even some living creatures—three cats, two dogs, four wrens and parrots, and two horses—all of which were placed in the courtyard.

Wang Yi had already let go, and the Han family was understaffed in Beijing, so it was too late to collect and point out.

Except for the gifts from the palace to be offered in the main hall, the rest can only be piled up in a few empty rooms and sealed. Whether to return it or accept it, wait for tomorrow's inventory to be counted slowly.

As for the receipt after receiving the gift, it can only be handed over to the curtain guests at home to help write.

After Han Gang washed and changed clothes, he sat in the backyard and could hear the hustle and bustle in front of him.

"It's too much."

Generally speaking, people of Han Gang's age will not make a big deal about their birthdays, so as not to lose their life. However, according to the saying in the world, if you are a nobleman, you are not afraid of this little problem at all, and you have the air of wealth to protect yourself. Just like the emperor, don't summon the ministers to the Daqing Hall to congratulate on his birthday?

But Han Gang likes to be quiet after all, and he has been entangled in all kinds of things recently, and he doesn't plan to be in the limelight. You can accept congratulatory gifts, but the birthday banquet or something will not be opened. Han Gang did not distribute invitations, and even those who were close to Zhang Duan and Su Song were not invited. It's about preparing your family to sit down and have a meal together.

In addition to the Han family, and then there is Feng Congyi.

Feng Congyi came relatively late, and arrived after it was dark.

As soon as I entered the main hall door, I saw at a glance the four gold-engraved silver pots, after all, they were the largest and most conspicuous among the gifts.

"This is from the Queen? Only the prime minister can get the royal use?! Feng Congyi circled left and right twice, staring back and forth, "I have only seen it in King Cao's house in the past." ”

"King Cao? Is it the king of Jiyang County? Han Gang asked.

"Which other King Cao is there?"

The king surnamed Cao is such a family. Empress Dowager Cao's younger brother, the eldest grandson of the founding general Cao Bin, and the famous uncle of Cao Guo in later generations.

Cao Tong was once named the same book under the door of the Ping Zhangshi and the festival of the envoy, that is, the so-called envoy, the first two years of the Empress Dowager Cao to the immortal, and was promoted to the Zhongshu Order, in addition, there are also servants, although these official positions are just a fictitious title, but they are also classified into the rank of the prime minister. The reward received on his birthday is self-evident in comparison with that of the prime minister.

"Why did you go to the birthday banquet of the Wang family in Jiyang County?"

"The Cao family has horses and teams. Cao Dawang's family also has a good relationship with his younger brother. Looking at the face of the elder brother again, of course the younger brother will go. ”

"The Cao family's great ya?" Han Gang frowned and thought about it: "Cao Ping or Cao Lu?" ”

"It's Cao Ping, the word is fair. Cao lures the word public goodness, and the faction is second. ”

"Cao Ping?" Han Gang was a little impressed by him, "Isn't that the one who is particularly good at archery?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's him. Cao Chengcheng can shoot arrows with both left and right hands. Once, we had a night of wine together, blew out a candle, and in the light of the stars, an arrow shot at the trunk of a tree twenty paces away. ”

"No wonder it's famous."

"They are also playing, after all, they are not as good as my brother's all-round talent in civil and military affairs." Feng Congyi giggled twice, looked at the silver basin on the offering table, and sighed, "Brother is only thirty." After that, you can get it every year, and it is not difficult to get 200 pieces. ”

As long as he has served as a prime minister, or after the official rank and title reach the standard of the prime minister, the grace of the imperial court is so rich that the lower-level bureaucrats are blushing. This is called the Minister of Kindness. The dispatch may go up and down, but the reward will not fall. Especially for the important ministers who have a reputation in the country, unless they are heavily reprimanded, when it comes to the festival's birthday, the court will send people to ask for warmth. Since Han Gang has begun to compare the standards of the prime minister this year, from now on, until the birthday of each year, it will not be lower than today.

It's just that Han Gang didn't take it to heart and shook his head, "Two hundred? Is there a boiling water basin shop? ”

"It turns out that my brother doesn't like these basins. What about the sweaty BMW? Feng Congyi held up a finger, "A sweaty and bloody horse foal, from ears to hooves, is like a fire coal, and it is only half a year old now, but no matter which one looks at it, it will definitely be the embryo of the champion horse in the future." ”

"Sweaty BMW? Where did it come from. ”

This time, Wang Jingsheng sent more than 20 horses. There are a few horses that are rare to see. ”

Han Gang snorted: "When he captured Gaochang, he paid tribute to thirteen sweaty horses, and more than two hundred mixed-race races, how could there be so many good horses in private?" ”

"Brother, one yard is one yard. How can it be said that the tribute will give the whole family to the tribute? Feng Congyi shouted and hit the sky.

"I didn't say that you should hide it, will the court rob it?" Han Gang snorted again, with him, the court would lose face for him, "Is it a peony horse or a horse?" ”

"Male."

"It's better to breed such horses."

"It is to breed, so it is necessary to raise it well and take it to participate in the competition, and it is good to breed when there are results."

"If my brother doesn't want it, then he will go to the Jockey Club to sell it. Whoever gives the highest price will be given to whomever he wants. He looked at Han Gang again, "Really?" The Marquis of Huayin came over the day before yesterday and saw it, and he couldn't wait to leave his eyes in the stable. Dangling left and right, refusing to go. I almost didn't live in the stable, so I thought about tricking the horse away. ”

"That's a wonderful guy." Han Gang smiled and said to Feng Congyi, "What are you and Wang Jingsheng messing up about, I don't know what to do." I don't care how many good horses are hidden at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, as long as there are good horses in the army. ”

Every time, a little leakage came out of the finger seams, raising the price of the good horse in the Western Regions to a high level. Such businessmen's tricks are all too common. It's just that Wang Sunchen led a large army to fight abroad, and the imperial court could give very little support, so could he not make some money?

"If there are thousands of good horses in the capital in one go, wouldn't this be ruining the business of the horse racing league? The army can't afford to use these high-quality big eating horses. ”

Han Gang also knows a little bit about it. Now the most skilled at playing tricks is a group of people from the Jockey Association in the capital. rushed to help those champion horses write pedigrees, and all the self-appointed Bole, and the pastors who were a little capable in the herding department were all brought out.

Big food horses should not be used in the army, and they can't afford to play. It is very suitable to transform the breed of military horses. The more excellent horse breeds, the more experimental directions there are, and the more possibilities there are.

The horse breeds that are really used in the army today are the northern horses, that is, the Khitan horses, which are probably the Mongolian horses of later generations. To the south is the Dian horse, from Dali. It can be roughaged, easy to feed, and its endurance is not bad, but it is small. The Qingtang horses are not good at leveling the ground, the Hexi horses lack long strength, and the rest of the horses from the domestic pastoral supervisors and the people can only be used for post transmission, each with its own problems.

Therefore, it is necessary to improve the breed of military horses, and achieve a satisfactory balance between tolerance to rough feeding, less disease, endurance and tall and good running.

"Forget it, let Zhang Zihou worry about this matter."

Han Gang has little interest in horse racing, and now that he has stepped down as a privy deputy envoy, it is impossible for him to be a herd envoy, and he will try to push the affairs of the army to Zhang Dian as much as possible. As far as Han Gang knew, Zhang Dian was indeed preparing to rectify the prison and breed good horses for military use.

What needs to be considered now is the impact of the change of throne.

Han Gang asked Feng Congyi about the rumors outside, and Feng Congyi said, "What else can you say?" It is said that thanks to my brother, otherwise it would not be Neizen, but Dadian. ”

"Tell the truth." Han Gang didn't believe it at all, he didn't know how to play with snakes.

"If you want to say that it is a restaurant and tea shop outside, almost everyone believes that my brother is right. But in the Champions Club, the words are different. But they were all confused, and they didn't know what was going on. Feng Congyi didn't dare to hide it from Han Gang, "Or maybe in front of the younger brother, no one dares to talk nonsense." I have to inquire carefully. ”

Han Gang nodded, that's right.

The lower the class, the more they revered Han Gang, and many people even went beyond the point of reverence and became a worship of gods and Buddhas. But at the top level, you can see Han Gang Zhenren from time to time, no matter how good his merits, ability and talent are, he will not try to ask for the handwriting paper written by Han Gang himself, burn it and take the ashes to make medicine.

Just like a scholar facing the emperor, when he reaches the level of Zaifu, there is almost no respect. Unless it is facing a heroic master like Taizu or Li Shimin of various dynasties, how can a lucky person who sits in a high position by virtue of his birth make them respectful? As long as he said a few words to his face, the emperor's roots were revealed. What really existed was only the fear of the emperor's authority.

But then again, whether you believe it or not depends on time. If someone in the family is sick or waiting to give birth, it is not uncommon to send someone to hand over a name post and ask for Han Gang's reply. With Han Gang's calligraphy level, it is not even more popular than Cai Xiang back then, and I know what is going on with Lu Dao. In the eyes of the vast majority of people, there is no harm in worshipping two more temples. Therefore, it is rare to see Han Gang completely regarded as an ordinary person, mostly showing respect, leaving a way back.

"However, the Marquis of Huayin also said it in private," Feng Congyi's voice lowered, "Renzong has had a heart disease, Yingzong has also suffered a heart disease, and Emperor Zhenzong seems to have a similar situation when he was seriously ill and dying. There is yin qi in the imperial city. ”

"He is the descendant of Emperor Taizu."

The head of the Jockey Club, Zhao Shijiang, is Zhao Kuangyin's descendant, and of course he will not have good words.

However, it is a good thing that he can determine that Zhao Ji has a heart disease from this perspective.

Maniacs are everywhere and can be seen all the time. It's really crazy, and it doesn't happen anytime and anywhere. Sometimes, it's a little better, and it looks no different from a normal person. The second king was also crazy for a while, and then there was a stir, and he went crazy for a while, some people believed that he was really scared crazy, and some people thought that he was pretending, but he was just pretending to be very similar. Zhao Ji's situation is likely to be like this.

But what the queen did to me is not so easy to forget. Looking at Feng Congyi, he knew that he had been avoiding the topic, and there were some things he didn't dare to ask.

The summer night sky is full of stars.

The city under the stars is still as calm as ever.

But how many of them want to shatter this peace and take advantage of the chaos?

It's really hard to say.