Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

I don't blame the emperor, after all, after their imperial examination, the emperor was not there, just like Lu Lin, he went to war.

Therefore, they were not summoned in front of the palace, let alone any celebration activities were arranged for them, so naturally they did not know each other.

It wasn't until Lu Lin introduced it to him that he suddenly realized.

"Okay, okay, they are all the pillars of Daming, I have neglected them, and I will definitely make up a celebration banquet for you some other day."

Shen Yuqing quickly thanked her.

So the three went to the racecourse together.

As soon as they arrived, Mi Mi rushed out happily.

"Brother, are you here?"

Mi Mi speaks the Central Plains dialect very fluently, without even a slight Mongolian accent.

Coupled with the increasing centralization of clothing.

If it weren't for her hair color and eyes, she wouldn't be able to tell that she was a foreigner.

The first time Zhu Di saw Mi Mi, he was a little puzzled, and looked at Lu Lin, as if to say, how could there be a Mongolian?

"Mimi, I met when I came to Beijing to supervise the work last time. It happened that she had nowhere to go, so I brought her back."

"Her tribe trains war horses for the Tatars, and the skills are very good."

In this way, Zhu Di understood, no wonder he didn't need his own people to help him train the horses, it turned out that he had already found someone.

"Mimi, this is..."

Lu Lin thought for a while and said, "My father."

When Mi Mi heard the words, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she got closer immediately, and she called out sweetly.

"Master."

Zhu Di was quite happy, this was the first time Lu Lin introduced himself as his father to outsiders.

"Okay, good boy."

I don't know why, but I feel better today.

Mi Mi took them in to see the adult war horses that had been trained.

The racecourse was moved to an open grassland in Beiping City, within Beijing City, so there was no need to worry about the Mongols' sneak attack.

Because it is a wasteland and there are no people around, the location is large, which is conducive to the domestication of war horses.

Adult war horses are not raised in captivity, but are raised on hillsides.

After all, they are adult war horses, so they must have enough room to move around before they can train their legs.

Their war horses are different from the Mongols. When the Mongols' war horses reach adulthood, they will be assigned to the soldiers to ride, so the footsteps and the like are gradually trained.

Theirs, on the other hand, require regular training.

Mimi did this very well.

Zhu Di looked at the adult war horses all over the mountains and plains, either galloping on the slopes they had delineated, or grazing leisurely.

But without exception, all of them are energetic and healthy.

And the most rare thing is that all of them are wild, unlike those raised by the imperial court, although they obey orders, they lack wildness, so their combat effectiveness is not high.

Once encountering any unexpected situation, it is easy to be frightened and becomes very difficult to control.

There is no vigilance, and it is impossible to detect whether there is an ambush in front of it. Let it run, and it will run away.

Wild horses are obviously different. Their vigilance is very good, they can detect dangers that humans cannot perceive, and give reminders.

This point is very valuable on the battlefield, and it may save your life at critical times.

"Master, do you want to try?"

Mimi saw him staring at the horses with glowing eyes, so she asked him to ride.

"it is good."

Zhu Di didn't refuse either, he really wanted to try this orthodox Mongolian war horse.

Mi Mi went to choose one herself and brought it to him.

Zhu Di touched the horse's shiny fur and strong muscles, and he was even more excited.

Without further ado, he got on the horse in an instant, held the reins in his hand, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and galloped out in an instant, galloping wildly.

Speed, endurance, vigor, and wildness are not comparable to the war horses of the imperial court.

If they had been chasing Alutai on such horses back then, ten Arutai would not have been able to escape.

Zhu Di rode the horse for several laps, and the horse was not tired or unable to keep up with the stamina, but was still full of energy.

Until dismounting, he still fondled the horse reluctantly.

"A good horse, indeed a good horse."

It turns out that the first-grade Mongolian warhorses in their prime are so powerful.

Seeing that he was so satisfied, Lu Lin was also very satisfied in his heart, because with the approval of the emperor, this batch of horses would not worry about not being sold.

Although Mongolia has stopped now, it does not mean that there is no market for war horses. On the contrary, the more peaceful the era, the more indispensable war horses are.

Because you don't know when the war will happen again, so any far-sighted emperor will plan ahead.

And in peacetime, the country has surplus money to buy these things.

"How is it, do you like it?"

Lu Lin led him out.

"I like it, I like it so much."

Zhu Di said unabashedly that he also knew that this brat brought him here must have an intention.

"Tell me, how much do you plan to sell?"

Lu Lin smiled, not embarrassed by being exposed.