The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 221 Righteousness and Selfishness

When Zhao Da, the steward of the General's Mansion, left the camp, his face was full of "conflict".

Zhao Da just turned thirty-five this year.

He was both the steward of the border town's general's mansion and a servant born into the Marquis's household, a close attendant who had grown up with the Marquis since childhood.

His family has served the Ningyang Marquis's household for five generations.

When a noble family attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

No one hoped more than Zhao Da that the Ningyang Marquis's family would become stronger with each generation.

Therefore, when he heard the Jade-Faced Rakshasa's righteous and awe-inspiring reply in the next room of the main camp, he was far more moved than Deputy Commander Xiong.

The transformation plan for the good-for-nothing young master has begun.

Deputy Commander Xiong said he couldn't command Captain Gan.

Zhao Da pondered all night whether to send someone to inform the Marquis, who was about to return home after winning the battle, or to keep the news secret and wait for the Marquis to return home before making a decision.

After a fierce internal struggle, the temptation of having a successor for the Marquis's mansion was still greater!

If this good-for-nothing young master isn't reformed, he'll just remain a good-for-nothing forever.

What if I can improve even a little bit after going through this?
In the end, Zhao Da decided to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

They even imprisoned the other good-for-nothing young master's followers and guards.

The reason is that as personal servants and guards, they failed to protect their masters and can only be forgiven after they rescue the young masters.

At the same time, Zhao Da sent letters to the families of all the good-for-nothing young masters.

The letter said...

With domestic refugees and war raging, the deputy commander, for the safety of your young master, has devised a corresponding physical training program for them, with a training period lasting up to a month.

There was no other way; this was the advice given by that Jade-Faced Rakshasa.

She repeatedly assured everyone that no one would die.

After this series of actions, the whole thing was as if it had never happened.

Besides the good-for-nothing young masters, another one who was injured was the young master of the Zuo family.

As one of the parties involved.

Although it wasn't Fatty's fault.

But after the incident of King Atu injuring the horse, he not only failed to inform his parents immediately, but also led his accomplices to show off all over the city.

This behavior is absolutely outrageous.

to this end.

The carefree childhood of children raised in dual-income families has come to an end.

Besides practicing his skills and learning to read, there was also a huge pile of horse manure waiting for him to shovel.

Fatty's initial joy at seeing the herd of horses couldn't be contained after a morning of shoveling manure.

"Mom, how come they poop so much? They pooped three times this morning, and each time there were ten poop balls! I hadn't even finished shoveling them once before they started pooping a second time!"

It can't be finished, it's impossible to finish!
Visually, it's even more terrifying.

In just one morning, these 10,000-plus horses produced a mountain of dung!
And that doesn't even include the cows and sheep!
Especially when he accidentally stepped on cow dung and fell into the dung heap, Fatty completely broke down.

When Gan Minglan saw her son covered in cow dung, she was on the verge of tears.

Can you still keep a baby fished out of cow dung?
At this point, she had to admit that raising these livestock on her own was a terrible idea.

She had originally intended to use these ten thousand Mongolian horses to negotiate a deal with General Zhao. But after nearly a month of being a "poop scooper," even with space to help with transportation, she simply didn't want to sleep anymore.

That's all, that's all!
At least Deputy Commander Xiong helped her avoid this disaster.

Even good things can't bypass him.

Ever since.

Unexpected wealth and fortune fell upon Deputy Commander Xiong.

When Gan Minglan led him, along with several brigade commanders, a dozen guerrilla generals, and various personal guards, to a cliff on the eastern slope of Junma Mountain to look down, they all exclaimed in surprise.

The narrow valley was filled with horses.

The guards, unable to contain themselves any longer, rubbed their eyes and exclaimed in surprise:

"My goodness! Is your eye out? There are so many, so many!"

"Not only are there many, but they are all top-quality horses! Look, these horses have lips and nostrils like trumpets, eyes like toads, necks like lions, ribs like bulls, and shoulders like eagles! These are truly top-quality Mongolian warhorses!"

“In the past, during the annual trade fairs, the Tatar tribes didn’t use these kinds of goods to trade!”

The adjutant generals couldn't contain themselves either, especially the guerrilla general who was left to guard the cavalry battalion, who exclaimed excitedly:

"With these warhorses, we can arm two cavalry battalions!"

He wished he could drive all those warhorses back to the main camp immediately!
Beside him, Captain Gan, who caused this shocking scene, remained remarkably calm:

"These horses and sheep were stolen from the Tatar army's camp the night of their raid. I led the Horse King and its herd back with me! Most of the horses were frightened, and it took them over twenty days to recover."

That's it!

Let's talk about why the Tatar army ran so fast.

It turns out that Captain Gan played a significant role in this!

it is good!it is good!it is good!
Another achievement must be recorded in the book of merits!
When they heard Captain Gan's promise to donate these warhorses free of charge starting today, their adrenaline surged.

Good things don't stop there; good things always come in pairs.

"Besides the horses, there are two hundred grassland cattle and more than twenty thousand sheep in the valley! Most of these cattle are females, and I plan to raise them well to produce calves! As for the sheep, I am willing to donate five thousand to the people who have suffered from the Tatar army this time, and sell ten thousand sheep at last year's market price to the other military families!"

Everyone, from Deputy Commander-in-Chief Xiong down to his personal guards, was deeply moved.

Deputy Commander Xiong praised:
"Captain Gan, you are a man of great righteousness! On behalf of the Border Cavalry Camp, I express my gratitude for your generosity!"

"Captain Gan, on behalf of all the military families in the border town, thank you!"

"Old Jiang has never admired anyone in his life except you!"

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The barrage of praise nearly overwhelmed Gan Minglan.

She quickly interrupted them, waving her hands repeatedly:
"We can't talk about righteousness! Even seven or eight-year-old children in the border town dare to go to the battlefield! Three or four-year-old toddlers understand the meaning of national subjugation and family destruction. Are we not as enlightened as those toddlers?"

The reason the Tatars can come and go as they please is because their horses are fast! Having followed them all the way across the grasslands, what I thought about most was, if everyone in our border towns had such a good horse, how could we not catch up with the Tatars?
I considered countless ways to carry out the theft, but the opportunity to steal the horses that night when the Tatars infiltrated our territory was the most opportune. It was because of your valiant efforts at the front that I was able to successfully steal them from the rear. The credit for this achievement belongs mostly to the border troops who fought so bravely that night!
At the same time, I also had my own selfish motives. While stealing the horse, I also took some sheep, which stemmed from my family's mutton soup restaurant. Besides, even if those twelve thousand sheep were sold at a fair price, the larger ones could still fetch a tael of silver!

That’s what I said!

The border troops deserved half the credit for those ten thousand-plus horses?
The generals exchanged glances, their eyes brimming with surprise and admiration.

This Captain Gan is truly extraordinary!
He kept saying:
"We don't have your skill in quietly acquiring so many livestock; the credit belongs to you!"

"How can a sheep worth one tael of silver not be considered righteous?"

"Exactly! Even if you wanted to buy it for three taels of silver, you still couldn't get it."

(End of this chapter)