After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Fuming Town is a veritable military town, and every part of it is designed for war.

Those abrupt corners, narrow streets, and winding alleys are all obstacles to the cavalry!

In fact, living in such a small town is not comfortable, but it makes people feel very safe.

Because Fuming Town has been the garrison of border commanders over the years, the inspection of outsiders at the city gate is particularly strict.

After entering the town, outsiders will also feel the vigilant scrutiny from all directions.

Of course, as a great general, Gu Nanxi received different treatment.

Whether it was the soldiers guarding the city gates or the pedestrians coming and going, the eyes they looked at Gu Nanxi were so warm and admiring, and even had a hint of intimacy as if they were looking at their own children or nephews.

The deputy general took Gu Nanxi and spent a whole day touring the defenses of Fuming Town.

When the golden sunset once again shone on the weather-beaten town, everyone returned to the deputy general's mansion.

The deputy general said as a matter of course: "General, the Yongchang Marquis's mansion was unfortunately hit by a huge rock thrown by a catapult. Give us another half a month and we will definitely repair it!"

In the deputy general's mind, Gu Nanxi would of course return to Fuming Town to live. Her father was here, and the previous commander, Yongchang Hou, was also here.

Gu Nanxi: "How much does it cost to repair the Yongchang Marquis's residence?"

The deputy general was slightly stunned, and replied honestly: "If you want to restore it to its original appearance, you need a million!"

Fearing that Gu Nanxi would think he was taking advantage of the situation, the deputy general quickly added: "The Yongchang Marquis's residence is quite luxurious, so it will cost more."

When he thought about how many soldiers this million taels could support, Gu Nanxi suddenly felt that it would be better not to renovate this mansion.

"Then don't repair it. The bricks and stones used in the mansion should be good, right?"

The deputy general was puzzled: "They are all made of top-quality bluestone bricks. Even if they were hit by a huge rock, it would only destroy the structure and collapse the house."

Gu Nanxi thought for a moment and said, "That's good. Tear down the mansion and send some of the bluestone to Wang Buxi. The wall of Woye Town needs to be repaired."

Gu Nanxi gave herself a thumbs up. Look, didn’t she save some money again?

The deputy general was stunned: "Where do you live?"

Doesn't Gu Nanxi have any dignity? Can she say that she can't afford to renovate the house because she is too poor?

If I say it so bluntly, who will follow me in the future?

Gu Nanxi coughed twice: "Although the Tartars are barbaric, we should take advantage of their strengths and avoid their weaknesses. We have occasionally won against the Tartars, but we have never been able to destroy their roots. One of the reasons is that we have never destroyed their royal court!"

The royal court of the northern Tartars followed the Khan.

Therefore, the military center of the Great Zhou's northern defense line followed him, the chief general of the border.

The deputy general opened his mouth to say something. To the north was grassland, and the royal court was everywhere, so it would be difficult to find the soldiers of the Great Zhou.

But there are cities everywhere in the Great Zhou Dynasty. What’s the point of the general doing this?

The deputy general frowned tightly. The general was resourceful. It couldn't be that she didn't build a mansion just because she was poor. There must be a reason why she did this!

Is it to defend against internal attacks?

The deputy general's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The deputy general felt that he had figured out the reason and no longer had any objection to Gu Nanxi's decision!

After Gu Nanxi left, the deputy general said to Gu Shisan beside him: "Screen Fuming Town a few more times!"

That night, Gu Nanxi took a short rest at the inn.

As soon as the day began to brighten, the streets were filled with the sounds of hawkers.

Gu Nanxi put on some clothes casually and strolled out with Lumei.

The market of Fumin Town is located in the center of the city, which is a spacious bluestone area.

When Gu Nanxi followed the crowd to the market, the place was already bustling with activity.

Unlike the Kyoto market, where most of the vendors sell snacks and handmade ornaments, the market in Fumin Town has more cattle, sheep, horses and mules, and the air is filled with the smell of livestock.

"A good mule eats little and works a lot."

"The Lin family has just sold an old horse. The price is quite low. Let's go take a look together."

"Why did you buy a horse? It can't plow the fields, and you have to take good care of it."

"I didn't say I wanted to buy them. I just wanted to see what was going on. The horses of the Lin family have always been fat and strong. They finally eliminated a batch of them. I want to go and see some of them."

Two men, one fat and one thin, passed by Gu Nanxi.

Gu Nanxi raised her eyebrows. Lin family? Raising horses?

The relationship between the border guards and the Tatars was a life-and-death struggle. The Great Zhou was holding on to ironware and salt, while the Tatars were holding on to war horses.

The main focus is on one person, and the other side must not become stronger!

Is there something special about the Lin family that allows them to do cattle and horse business in Fuming Town? Maybe this horse is not a war horse.

Driven by curiosity, Gu Nanxi turned around and followed the two brothers.

The Lin family’s stall is easy to find; it’s the one surrounded by a large group of people!

"This horse is great! It has a long, slender neck and plenty of muscles!"

Someone opened the horse's mouth and pulled its tongue: "The tongue is long and thin, what a good horse!"

Someone else measured the width of the horse's belly with his palm and said: "This horse has great endurance!"

"It's a pity that I'm a little old."

Gu Nanxi had been wandering around the grassland with Fu Mingyuan and the others for so long, so she naturally knew what the standards for a good horse were.

The horse has a shallower muzzle and is more receptive to the bit.

The horse's forelimbs are straight when viewed from the side or from the front, and the tubular bones are relatively short, so that the horse's legs will be stronger.

And this old horse of the Lin family is obviously a good horse in the standard sense!

Gu Nanxi turned his gaze to the other horses, which also met the standards of war horses.

One horse is a coincidence, but if all the horses are like this, it means that the Lin family is in the war horse business.

"Hey, Master Lin is here!"

"Master Lin, you old man can't even walk anymore, why don't you lower the price?"

"Master Lin, you should bring out some good horses that are in their prime. Every year, they just keep discarding old horses."

Lin Jinshan swaggered through the crowd and patted the horse's head: "How can you have a chance to ride on those good horses? Even I don't have many left at home."

After saying that, Lin Jinshan took the horse comb from the servant and combed the old horse's hair carefully.

This old horse is a stallion in the farm. Over the years, it has bred many good horses for the farm.

Therefore, Lin Jinshan did not kill it for meat, but wanted to find a place for it to live in its old age, so that it could at least have a good end.

Seeing Lin Jinshan being so open and frank, Gu Nanxi became even more suspicious.

"Master Lin, I heard that the general has come to our Fuming Town. Are you not afraid that your business will fail?"

Lin Jinshan patted his bulging belly and said with a proud smile: "One third of the horses in my horse farm were given to the north, and one third were given to the Gu family army. I dare say that no one in Fuming Town has better horses than mine! If the general captures me, where can he find such good horses?"

"We'll just rob your horse ranch!" someone in the crowd shouted.

Lin Jinshan didn't worry at all: "Hey, my horse farm is hidden in the clouds. No one can find it!"