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Jiang Shaohua glanced at the stable owner and said, "Today I want to take a look at the racecourse guards."

As expected, grandfather had guessed it all!

Ma Yaozong sighed secretly in his heart. Because he had been mentally prepared, he responded very calmly: "Yes, I will make arrangements right now."

There are more than 4,000 horses of various sizes in the racecourse, and there are more than ten stewards, most of whom are nephews, descendants or in-laws of the Ma family. There are hundreds of horse slaves raising horses and a hundred guards.

Most of these guards were selected from the Ma family's children. They practiced martial arts since they were young and worked as servants at the racecourse when they were in their teens. No matter how skilled he is, he is loyal to the Ma family.

Ma Yaozong ordered to go down, and one hundred guards lined up neatly in five teams, with twenty people in each team. The oldest one is about thirty years old, and the younger one is about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Jiang Shaohua looked around and then said with a smile: "The people from the horse house will pick ten good ones. I, the princess, will choose ten personal soldiers and let them have a fight."

Ma Yaozong agreed, stepped forward and ordered ten guards to come out.

It was rumored that the princess was a master. Although Ma Yaozong had never seen it with his own eyes, he did not dare to fool him. The guards chosen are indeed very skilled.

Jiang Shaohua was more casual here: "Uncle Meng ordered ten people."

The soldiers around her are all experts who are as good as ten. If there is a real competition, it will be considered as bullying.

Meng Dashan had a cheerful temperament and declined without politeness. He turned around and nodded to ten people.

Everyone stepped back ten meters, leaving a large open space. The next step is to catch and compare. In the first two fist fights, everyone was quite polite.

After losing two games in a row, the racecourse guard felt aggrieved. In the third game, a tall young man came out with bright eyes and brave skills. He beat his opponent to the ground after just a few encounters.

The racecourse guards suddenly burst into cheers.

The young man, with a proud look on his face, went back with his head held high amidst the noise of the guards.

"What's the name of this guard? He's quite skilled!" Jiang Shaohua asked with interest.

Ma Yaozong smiled and replied: "Back to the princess, his surname is Qiao. He is a young man at home. He learned martial arts at the age of five and came to the racecourse as a servant at the age of fifteen. He is twenty-five years old this year. He is the commander of the racecourse's guards and the number one among the guards. Master."

Jiang Shaohua nodded slightly: "Your skills are indeed good, and you should be rewarded! Chen Sheren, on behalf of my princess, go and reward Qiao Er."

Chen Jinyu responded with a smile, stepped forward and gave Qiao Er a purse.

Qiao Er accepted the reward from the princess with both hands. After Chen Sheren left, a group of guards around him poked their heads in the air: "Qiao Er, what's in the purse of the reward from the princess?"

"Open it and let us take a look."

Qiao Er chuckled and stuffed his purse solemnly into his arms: "You guys are greedy, cheer up later and perform well. Maybe the princess will also give you a reward."

The guards were all stimulated by the purses, and those who came to compete were indeed full of energy and bravery.

The soldiers under Meng Dashan were not vegetarians either, and they were quickly exposed to real fire. You and I exchange blows, and the fists are fierce.

This is much more exciting. Jiang Shaohua watched with great interest, and even the two pretty maids Yin Zhu Tubai watched with gusto. They all commented together: "These racecourse guards can be considered elite soldiers."

"However, our side wins more."

After ten games, the personal guard battalion won seven games and the racecourse guards won three games.

Seeing that everyone was still a little unsatisfied and eager to try, Jiang Shaohua laughed: "Let's do it! There are a hundred guards in the racecourse, and there are also a hundred guards from Commander Meng's side. The number is equal, and they will form a formation to fight."

Meng Dashan's hands were a little itchy: "Can the final general go off in person?" Jiang Shaohua laughed: "Uncle Meng is so brave that he can go off in person. How can the racecourse guards have any hope of winning?"

Unexpectedly, Qiao Er came out a few steps and responded loudly: "Princess, the young ladies would like to ask Commander Meng for advice!"

Yo! Not a little brave!

Meng Dashan grinned and clenched his fists.

Jiang Shaohua stopped trying to stop him and just ordered: "Don't use weapons and don't hurt anyone."

Meng Dashan went to order the troops in high spirits, but Qiao Er didn't need to bother. He directly called all the guards over and gave them instructions in a low voice.

After burning incense, both sides formed formations and rushed to one place amidst the shouts of the Mashu people.

Jiang Shaohua looked at it with a smile for a moment, then suddenly let out a sigh, turned to Song Yuan and said with a smile: "Can Commander Song see any clues?"

Song Yuan had been watching carefully, and when he heard the words, he laughed in a low voice: "These racecourse guards, five of them form a military formation, advance and retreat in a controlled manner, and are quite organized."

"That's right." Jiang Shaohua smiled and praised: "This is almost the same as the elite soldiers trained in the military camp. The Ma family really does things with care."

Ma Yaozong was praised so much that his back was sweating, and he responded hurriedly and respectfully: "I don't dare to praise the princess as a princess. These guards are all rough, and they are far worse than the personal guard camp."

Jiang Shaohua smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, people in the stable. This princess is not so narrow-minded, and her praise is true. Only with such capable guards can she suppress a group of tall and strong horse slaves and protect the horse farm. This county The Lord saw it and was very pleased.”

Ma Yaozong felt a little more at ease.

An hour later, the melee finally ended.

As expected, the loser was the racecourse guard. Meng Dashan led a hundred soldiers to win this battle... It would be too ugly if the soldiers lost.

Meng Dashan stretched his muscles and felt comfortable. He smiled and praised: "Princess, this Qiao Er is really good. After hundreds of moves with the general, he didn't fall behind. Later, when he saw that the situation was not going well, he retreated in time and ordered the guards to form an alliance. Fight in formation. Talents like this are rare even in the Guards Camp."

Meng Dashan is obviously moved to cherish talents and love talents.

Jiang Shaohua laughed: "The horse farm needs such powerful people to shock the horse slaves. Uncle Meng, don't think about poaching. If Qiao Er is really taken away, the horse owners will be very anxious." Wipe the sweat."

Everyone laughed.

Ma Yaozong was a little embarrassed, and there were indeed beads of sweat on his forehead.

Chen Jinyu was happy and generously sent another handkerchief. Ma Yaozong took the handkerchief and wiped his forehead with his sleeve.

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Jiang Shaohua stayed at the racecourse for four days. He walked around the racecourse and saw all the horses before returning with great excitement.

After all the inspections in Biyang County were completed, it was time to set off for Pheasant County.

Magistrate Ma personally escorted the princess and her party out of the city gate, delivered several carriages of soil and supplies, and presented twenty fine horses. Then he repeatedly told his eldest grandson, Ma Yaozong, to do his job well.

Ma Yaozong nodded in agreement and left with everyone on his horse.

After walking far away, Ma Yaozong couldn't help but turn back quietly and saw his grandfather's old and hunched figure and the tall city gate of Biyang County.

The horse owner's nose suddenly felt sore, and tears almost came out of his eyes.