Chapter Sixty: Suspecting Deception and Showing Off

  Handing the lunchbox on the table to Jiang Feng, Zhao Xiuzai reminded Zhang Liang behind him:

  "Zhang brothers, two horses were bought yesterday and are tied to the stake in front of the door. You will lead the master on horseback soon, be careful."

  In modern times, having money to buy a car, in the Ming Dynasty it was riding horses and sedan chairs. Jiang Feng's temperament is that of a martial artist, naturally unwilling to ride in a carriage or sedan chair, so he arranged for Zhao Xiucan to buy two horses for himself and Zhang Liang.

  Zhang Liang started rubbing his hands excitedly as soon as he heard the news, following this master, except for being beaten every day, there was good food and silver, and even bought a horse to ride, it was a wonderful thing that fell from the sky. Jiang Feng reluctantly handed over the lunchbox to Zhang Liang, and they went out together.

  Jiang Feng was originally nervous about riding horses, but he didn't expect that his movements of getting on and off the horse were very agile. In his memory, when he was a child, the old military officer who raised him often took him to ride horses and practice riding skills. However, after this spiritual transmigration, some details of his previous life became increasingly blurred, but some instincts in his body still existed. What's strange is that Zhang Liang beside him also got on the horse with neat and agile movements.

  Two people rushed towards Liu Xueshi's mansion in Beicheng. On the way, Jiang Feng suddenly asked Zhang Liang, who was walking alongside him:

  "Who did you learn this riding skill from?"

  Originally for the entire morning, Zhang Liang was there and didn't dare to speak much because his own affairs were really not something that would make people happy. When he heard Jiang Feng's question, he hastily replied:

  "My dad taught me how to ride a horse when I was young, and we still have five or six good horses at home now."

  Zhang Liang's words had a hint of boastfulness, but Jiang Feng was taken aback. At the time, he had impulsively accepted Zhang as his apprentice, although he did appreciate Zhang's straightforward personality. However, it wasn't until this morning when Zhang's father came knocking on his door that he realized he knew nothing about Zhang except that he was a member of a military family and a Jin Yiwei guard.

  The empire that was taken back from the Mongols in the morning, knowing that infantry and cavalry often suffered too much during battles, so starting from Ming Chengzu Zhu Di, it was vigorously promoted to develop horse politics. In Hebei and Shandong provinces, civilians had to raise horses in addition to paying taxes, which naturally caused a lot of harm to the people's livelihoods. The rebellion of Liu brothers during Zhengde years was due to this reason. However, this also made the Ming dynasty's horses far less tense than those in the Song dynasty.

  However, although it is said that horses are like modern cars, they are not something that wealthy and influential families can afford to buy and raise. Even if the Zhang family were to search everywhere, they probably wouldn't be able to afford a horse.

  Jiang Feng felt a sense of vigilance in his heart, slowed down the horse's speed, and continued to ask:

  "Oh? What official position does your father hold in Wei?"

  "Master, you don't know?! My father is Zhang Zhen, the hundred-household of the Third Guard, also known as 'Tiger of the Capital'..."

  Zhang Liang looked at Jiang Feng's eyes and thought that this was something everyone knew, so why ask again.

  As soon as Zhang Liang said this, Jiang Feng's mind began to clear up some fuzzy memories. Zhang Liang's family was indeed a hereditary Jin Yiwei family in the capital, and although they had not produced any high-ranking officials, from the Xuande period onwards, generation after generation had produced many hundred households, total flags, and occasionally, outstanding members who had even become thousand households.

  So when Zhang Liang arrived at Jiang Feng's small flag, everyone was three points in awe.

  "Who is Zhao San?"

  Listening to these questions that didn't even count as common sense, Zhang Liang had already gotten used to it. He kept a distance from his master and the horse while opening his mouth to say:

  "Zhao Tianbo, the thousand-household of Jin Yiwei's tenth battalion..."

  Jiang Feng fell silent and didn't make a sound, using force to spur the horse's belly, accelerating towards the front. Zhang Liang hurriedly followed up, almost reaching the entrance of Liu Xueshi's mansion when Jiang Feng seemed to suddenly remember something, pulling the reins to stop the horse, opening his mouth to ask Zhang Liang who was following behind:

  "How old is your father this year?"

  "My dad is thirty-four years old, no, thirty-five years old now."

  Jiang Feng's hand slowly placed the food box on the edge of the saddle, pulled out a whip. This Zhang Liang looked like he was about to turn twenty-five, but his father was actually thirty-five. This kind of scam was too clumsy. If someone had sent a spy, today would be a day when nothing else mattered, first take that whip and give it a good thrashing, just to vent the fire in his heart. Jiang Feng's eyes widened, shouting out viciously:

  "You scoundrel, still cheating me? Your father is 35 years old, you are 25 years old, what's the difference of 10 years between you?"

  The loud shout scared Zhang Liang next to him, and he looked at Jiang Feng's eyes as if looking at a fool, and whispered in defense:

  "Master, why are you so angry? I'm only 15 years old this year. My dad was 20 when he had me, and my grandfather gave him a good scolding..."

  Jiang Feng almost fell off his horse when he heard this, thinking that Zhang Liang's family was too old-fashioned. However, he didn't know that according to the norms of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Liang's family was a model of late childbirth, with many people getting married at 14 and having children at 16...

  The doubts in my heart have dissipated, now I just need to worry about that "thousand households Zhao Tianbo coming to make trouble tonight". The two of them rode their horses to the front gate of Liu Xueshi's mansion, but saw that the large gate was tightly closed, and a housekeeper-like person was sitting on a long bench at the entrance.

  Jiang Feng stopped his horse in front of the gate and looked at the large door that had been repainted with red lacquer. After a moment's thought, he beckoned to one of the servants and said:

  "Give this lunchbox to your family's servant named Liu Zheng."

  That servant looked at Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang riding tall horses with ferocious expressions, took the food box with a quivering heart, but still hesitated to say:

  "General, our manor doesn't have any maid named Liu Zheng. The only ones with the surname Liu are Master and Miss, oh, and also our steward Liu."

  Miss!？ Jiang Feng never expected to encounter such a legendary thing in his life, it seems that Liu Zheng is the miss of this mansion. Encountering such a thing, he feels extremely comfortable and relieved in his heart, the depressing things he encountered during the day were instantly thrown behind his brain.

  "Then I'll give this lunchbox to your miss."

  As soon as the words came out, Zhang Liang almost shouted out loud behind him, thinking that his master was really bold, how could a young lady from an official family casually give things to people? This is too unruly. Sure enough, the house servant, although still cautious, had already become somewhat stern in tone and replied coldly:

  "General, this little one..."

  The words had not been spoken yet, when Jiang Feng suddenly whipped out a whip from the other side, and the small hat on the head of the house servant was accurately knocked off. The sound of the whip sweeping through the air was extremely sharp, and being frightened by this, the house servant shrunk his neck and did not dare to say anything. Jiang Feng grasped the whip and pointed at the house servant, scolding him fiercely:

  "I'm leaving this with your young lady, and I'll be back to check on it, you can count on that."

  The whip cracked, and the two of them galloped away on horseback. The wind blew against their faces, and Jiang Feng's mouth slowly curved into a smile, unable to suppress his own amusement. What good luck! It was actually Miss Liu, the daughter of Liu Xue Shi. No wonder she looked so elegant, except that her breasts were a bit small.

  Zhang Liang looked at Jiang Feng who had been sulking for an entire morning and finally couldn't help but feel a little happy, so he hurried over to make amends.

  "Master, your whip strike just now was really accurate, it scared that thing that didn't know better half to death. This skill is quite formidable."

  Jiang Feng's face sank again, and he turned back with a gloomy expression, saying:

  "Just now I was going to pull his arm..."

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