Insufficient balance

  Diyala Governorate is close to the banks of the Arab River, which is formed by the confluence of the Tigris and Euphrates rivers.

  In the Middle East, near the river waters, there are oases. Where there are oases, a large number of livestock can be produced.

  Coastal salt pans were good places for opening saltworks, where large numbers of purchased slaves labored. Even more numerous were the second-generation "house-born slaves", who mainly engaged in pastoral work.

  Here, one can feel the beauty of the wind blowing through the grass and revealing cows and sheep.

  Zhao Fubo didn't come here to appreciate the scenery. With his narrow-minded personality, he probably wouldn't even understand what makes a view beautiful anyway.

  He was picking a horse, a horse that really suited him. And his way of choosing horses had some problems, which made Zhao Wuji frown.

  Zhao Fubo held a jar of yellowish unknown stuff in his hand, the strong smell that could be smelled from far away made others stay far away.

  There is no doubt that there are good horses in Difeng Village.

  In order to provide sufficient mounts for the Mamluk cavalry of the caliphs or sultans, Dayr al-Ahmar produced large numbers of horses, camels, mules and donkeys every year.

  The Arabian Peninsula is also the birthplace of Arab horses, and it naturally provides good horses for those generals and leaders.

  Now Zhao Wujie brought Zhao Fubo into this stable, roughly also to show others his favoritism towards this nephew.

  In the clean stable, there are horses that have been washed and groomed, they are strong and symmetrical in build. Tall in stature, with shiny coats, the most distinctive feature is the long mane scattered on their necks, which can even be called beautiful.

  Any horse taken out of these stables can make those Haris or Pashas willing to pay a large sum of gold dinars to buy it back.

  Shu Yu'er, who also came to pick a horse, had her eyes on a handsome light-colored horse.

  It has a light brown coat, as beautiful as the powdered cheeks of girls. Light pink eyelashes cover wise eyes, looking gentle and lively.

  "Master Zhao, is this horse all right?"

  Zhao Wujie gave a signal to his subordinates with his eyes, and they led the horse out. He turned around and praised Shu Yiner with his gaze.

  "Hehe, Yu'er still has a pair of discerning eyes! This crimson horse is one in a hundred, and it's just right for Yu'er to use!"

  Zhao Wujie was polite to Shu Yiner, and naturally received Shu Yiner's dignified thanks. However, the sharp-eyed little maid looked at Zhao Wujie's smile and quietly pursed her small mouth.

  "Hum, isn't this just a case of 'the more you try to cover it up, the more obvious it becomes'? It's as if someone thinks others can't see through it!"

  As a girl who loves beauty, she was still attracted by the beautiful horse. Satisfied with Zhao Wuji's servant, he took the horse out for her.

  Then Zhao Fubo carried his bucket of unknown things and came in, and his actions completely changed the situation.

  One good horse or another whinnied and backed away, or else pulled frantically on the reins, trying to get away from this place that looked so harmless. What's more, some of the horses were even scared out of their wits.

  "Second Brother, what on earth are you carrying in that pail of yours? I told you to pick a good horse, and now you're messing around with who-knows-what!"

  Zhao Wuji felt puzzled, these well-trained good horses, whether on the battlefield or as mounts for those officials and nobles, had no problems at all.

  But what the hell is he holding in his hand that would make these well-trained horses become like this.

  Shu Yu'er, who was also dizzy from the smell of the bucket, woke up too.

  "Yes, Second Master, what's in your bucket? It smells so bad, just like..."

  At last, Shu Yu'er's face turned red and she didn't say that word out loud. But it was clear that she had already understood what was inside the stable, covering her mouth and nose with her hand as she ran out of the stable.

  Facing Zhao Wuji's inquiry and the questioning gaze of the people around him, Zhao Fubo smiled awkwardly.

  "This bucket... it's filled with lion piss!"

  When he explained clearly, Zhao Wuji was a bit stunned. He didn't understand how this kid came up with such an idea and whether there was such a way to choose horses.

  "Second Uncle, these horses here are all useless, every single one of them is a gutless good-for-nothing!"

  The people following Zhao Wuji were also amused by his absurd method.

  "This Zhao Er Gongzi is really reckless, which horse is not afraid of lions?!"

  Zhao Wuji waved his hand and shouted loudly.

  "Alright, alright, Zhao Er Gongzi, you'd better go to the horse farm and pick one yourself! Don't forget to take away your chamber pot quickly, or it will scare these good horses!"

  Zhao Fubo held a stick in his hand and carried a chamber pot with an air of triumph as he left the horse shed. His method of carrying horses was not something that others could learn.

  That time with Xiao Hei Tan met a lion, if it wasn't for Xiao Hei Tan's big guts, there probably wouldn't be today's Zhao Fu Bo.

  As soon as he thought of Xiao Hei Tuan, his previous complacency was thrown aside. Even he had a feeling that he wanted to throw away the ridiculous chamber pot and not do this thing anymore.

  He turned his head and gazed at Shu Yu'er, who was hiding aside because of the chamber pot in his hand. She also saw the worry in his eyes and quickly put down her hand covering her nose to come to his side. With a stern expression, she looked like a supervisor.

  "Hey, you can't back out now! Mr. Martin said that we have to get a good horse or it doesn't count! If you..."

  Zhao Fubo looked around and saw the people of Jifeng Village laughing, as well as the figure of his second uncle, Zhao Wujie, hiding far away.

  "Yes, many people are pointing at me, in any case... otherwise it would be ungrateful to Xiao Hei Tansaving my life!"

  "Alright, I won't give up!"

  Zhao Fu Bo continued carrying his urine bucket filled with lion's urine outside, while the scattered horses walked away.

  Those horses were either too young or too wild and untrained, with some camels used for drawing carts mixed in.

  Zhao Fubo approached the horse herd with the wind at his back, but before he could get close, the horses began to dodge and weave in all directions.

  "Worse than those horses in the stables!"

  Far away, riding a horse and following closely behind, Zhao Wuji saw this scene, he shook his head and pointed at Zhao Fubao with his whip, saying something to the people around him, the sound of laughter carried by the wind all the way to Zhao Fubao's ears.

  Shu Yiner, who was following behind him, listened to the laughter and looked at Zhao Fu's appearance with anxiety in her heart. On the other hand, Zhao Fu was not anxious at all, as he had already obtained Xiao Hei Tan, and when it came to his mount, he would rather have nothing than something inferior.

  A massive herd of horses, before this small bucket of lion's urine, fled in fright. The horses whinnied and galloped wildly, their long manes fluttering in the sunlight like a multitude of flags.

  "Haha, what a magnificent sight, with thousands of horses galloping, it's truly majestic!"

  Just as Zhao Fu was excited about his own exploits, a louder neighing sound suddenly came, which immediately caught his attention.

  "What a strange and curious long whistle!"

  He couldn't help but admire that while almost all the horses were frightened by the lion's urine and ran wildly, one horse actually came back.

  Even Zhao Fubo could hear the anger in its majestic, thunderous neigh.

  "Look, over there..."

  Sharp-eyed Shu Yu'er stretched out her slender fingers to point at something in the horse herd, and following her hand, a clump of mane stood up, which was so eye-catching in the chaotic horse herd.

  It emits a golden red, dazzling light like a burning flame. When the owner of this aura runs, it is as fast as lightning.

  As it gets closer and closer, its appearance becomes more and more astonishing.

  The fur on his body was like a burning charcoal fire, the slightly lighter golden mane was blown up by the strong wind, but it looked like a raging prairie fire, exuding power and majesty.

  Shu Yiner was almost instantly captivated by the color and demeanor of this horse, which was galloping like a blazing flame that was both swift and explosive.

  "Second Brother, Second Brother, let's take this one, it was born to be your horse!"

  Just as Shu Yu'er was admiring the majestic horse, her small hand was held by Zhao Fu for the first time.

  Before she could even utter a word of protest, her body was again roughly pulled by Zhao Fu Bo, almost causing her to tumble to the ground.

  Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fubo's frantic and ghostly wails were heard.

  "My dear Shu Xiaojie, this guy has gone crazy, if we don't run away quickly, we'll be trampled to death by it!"

  This is undoubtedly a fierce horse, facing the lion's provocation, it dares to counterattack, which explains its bravery. However, there is another thing on the horse that can explain its cleverness.

  While escaping, Zhao Fu-Bo naturally threw away the chamber pot. He even hoped that the angry horse would vent its anger on the chamber pot and spare him.

  However, just as he had pulled Shu Yu'er along and taken two steps forward, he heard a loud and fierce neigh.

  Zhao Fubo turned his head at the sound and was startled, two large horseshoes flying towards him.

  "You actually recognized me!"

  Although faced with two iron hooves, Zhao Fubo was frightened out of his wits, but he indeed clearly saw the fierce horse in front of him.

  At close range, it is even more a fine horse.

  The sorrel-colored fur is as smooth as the best satin, and the raised mane shines like a flame in the sunlight, dazzling with bright light.

  Behind the two bowl-sized hooves raised up, on the horse's chest, a white crescent-shaped muscle rose up, which is called "hugging the moon" in the horse-reading book.

  In the instant before being kicked, Zhao Fubo pushed Shu Yiner to one side, and then two large iron hooves heavily trampled on his chest.

  Even though he was wearing the steel-plated vest given to him by Wei Zhong, it was still trampled by this horse and felt like being heavily struck by two iron gongs on his chest.

  "Ah..."

  Zhao Fubo, who was trampled on, only had time to let out a miserable cry before he flew out.

  Among the gasps of many people, and at the same time as the sound of shouting and neighing horses rose, Shu Yiner's pretty face appeared in front of him.

  "How beautiful she is! Just like an oasis in the desert. It's really strange that I didn't notice it before!"

  "Er Lang... Er Lang..."

  Shu Yu'er called out to Zhao Fu Bo, whose eyes were only open a slit, but at this moment she clearly heard Zhao Fu Bo say a sentence.

  "It's it! It's this Flying Fire Heavenly Beast!"