The queen is a bit cowardly

Ji Yao, the left general of the former dynasty, was good at breaking his sleeves. He once wrote a poem saying: "A handsome young man plucks the bowstring, rides his horse northwest to pass the floating pass, does not like court affairs, and prefers to fix rivers and mountains in black clothes."This poem is about a Fu Xi boy whom he loved so much. He is young, promising, chic and handsome.Although this poem generally refers to Longyang, but at present it generally refers to a handsome man full of youthful spirit.

But the beauty in the black clothes in the room today is not a young man.

In fact, Jiang Qingluan seldom wears men's clothes, Fu Youman's clothes, no matter the difference between men's and women's styles, is much more convenient than this men's clothes.Since she was wearing Zhongyuan's clothes, she was destined not to sit cross-legged, so she sat obediently on her knees.

"Your Highness, let's cut a long story short." Chang Dai said, "You are still the party involved in the case of the running bull, so you can see what is the mystery behind it?"

Jiang Qingluan had heard that Chang Lan had mentioned earlier that Chang Dai was investigating the case. The emperor of Sheji is a majestic matter. If it can be found out, it will be a good thing. The tongue of a caring person, saying that the Son of Heaven is incompetent and the Father is angry.

"The cow came suddenly. At that time, I was thinking about evacuating the crowd, so I didn't take a closer look." Qingluan recalled, but then said: "But I remember that the cow was as big as a small hill, and it looked like my talisman. Western yaks, but the hair is thick and short, so it should be a hybrid.”

"What's the point?" Chang Dai said.

"Yaks don't plow the land, they are mostly used for milking and food, but people in the Central Plains raise yellow cattle and buffaloes, they are all down-to-earth guys, and they have their own uses, but I don't know what can be done by crossbreeding?" Jiang Qingluan said. Thinking about it, it takes three or four years for a cow to grow from a calf to a mature and strong one. It is impossible for this batch of cows to be ready three or four years ago.

"Bale, what do you think?" Jiang Qingluan looked at the man behind him. In fact, Huo Xian was right at the beginning. In Fuxi, as long as there is a tribe, they can fight on horseback and shepherd on horseback.

Chang Dai also looked at Ba Le. The man was tall and tall. Compared with the rough clothes of the nobles of the Fu Kingdom, the clothes were more rough. It is difficult to find a person in the Dragon Tooth Iron Army who can deal with him.

"I... I'll go and see."

Chang Dai got up immediately and made arrangements: "Prepare carriages and horses, and hurry to the eastern suburbs!"

Eastern Suburbs of Tianping City

Compared with the day of offering sacrifices to heaven, the green on the hilltops near the eastern suburbs was darker. From a distance, you could see the seats of the female relatives who had the accident last time. The seats were the same as that day. They are placed in a mess, and if you look carefully at the ground, you can see that the hooves are of different depths.

When a centurion of the city guard saw the prince's carriage approaching, he went up early to meet him.

Jiang Qingluan looked around and felt that Chang Dai was a very careful person, so she built a shed above the scene of the incident. In order to prevent the recent rain, the shed cloth should be soaked in sesame oil, and the smell would be a bit pungent if left for a long time.

"Where is the cow?" Baler asked directly with a clear goal.

Yan Qi pointed to the other side of the mountain: "That's also covered with this tarpaulin."

Baler squatted down again. He measured the length of the cow's hooves with his hand, took a rough look at the shape, pointed to the hill and said, "Let's go. Go and have a look."

Baler came from the Hezhe tribe, whose population was only a few thousand, but all of them were good hunters. They did not fight for water and grass like other tribes, but pursued freedom more.Jiang Qingluan saw that Ba Le had entered the state, and he relaxed a little, and followed a group of people towards the top of the mountain.

Before I got to the cowshed, I saw those oilcloths. Jiang Qingluan looked around, and the location was really suitable for hiding cattle. First of all, the land was low-lying, with dense bushes on the left and right sides. Far away, if there are living people coming and going, they can't hide from the eyes of the Chijiawei, but cattle are not necessarily the case. A large number of cattle are used on the day of the sacrifice. Even if there are cattle, it is only a matter of concern for the priests.

Jiang Qingluan took two more steps and came to a small hill, but saw a man hanging from a tree on the top of the hill. The man was dark-skinned, skinny, covered in wounds, and he didn't know if he was dead or not. .

"Who is this?" Jiang Qingluan asked a city guard beside him.

"Slaves who committed crimes." The city guard replied.

Chang Dai also heard Jiang Qingluan's question. He originally asked Jiang Qingluan to come and see the cow, but since the other party asked, he also politely replied: "This slave is in charge of the cow. That day when the bull ran into it, there was a bull on his body. Sit with this man."

Jiang Qingluan seemed to have some impressions. She felt the earthquake that day, so she pulled people away. During the observation of the running bull, she did see a short man sitting on the cow, and he also yelled for people to disperse. Looking at it now It's a bit like that slave.

"What can I ask?"

Chang Dai stared at the slave with hatred on his face: "I didn't ask anything."

"Maybe it's not him." Jiang Qingluan said, but suddenly felt that he had overstepped the point, so he saluted Chang Dai and explained: "This is just a wild guess."

"Your Highness is not guessing!"

When Jiang Qingluan turned her head, she saw Chang Lan trotting from the foot of the hill, followed closely by her female slave A Li.What the princess was wearing today was really eye-catching, it was the same pretty clothes as her own, and the pair of gold-rimmed leather boots on her feet were really Fudi's craftsmanship.

"Why are you here?" Chang Dai complained, the so-called women are the best way to live in seclusion.

"Why can't I come." Chang Lan replied as a matter of course. She walked up to Jiang Qingluan, gave a salute, and replied, "Your Highness."

"Princess."

"Princess, whether this slave did it or not is actually up to the crown prince." Yan Qi reminded in a low voice: "But the crown prince has not yet convicted this slave."

The meaning of Yan Qi's words is obvious, it's easy to make things up for this matter, but the crown prince didn't rush it, he just acted impartially.

Chang Lan sneered and didn't point it out. If she really wanted to act impartially, the slave might not live until now. Wouldn't it be just to wipe his own ass if he kept alive?At that time, the real culprit could not be found out, so he pulled out the slave to do business.

Jiang Qingluan walked up to the slave, and carefully looked at the child in front of him. His blood had dried into lumps, and his skin was not healed. Finally, Jiang Qingluan's gaze fell on his ankle, where there was a ring of scabs. It was the wound caused by the shackles at the beginning, but a tattoo could be seen faintly on the scab, which was half of a deer's head.

"Are you from the Rongma tribe?" Jiang Qingluan asked. There is a large tribe in Fuxi's grassland. They are used to tattooing on their ankles, usually cows, horses, deer, etc., to pray for their children to be strong and healthy.

Youtu forcefully opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Qingluan. His eye sockets were so swollen that he couldn't fully open his eyes, but he could vaguely see that he was a nobleman in Chinese clothes, and he wanted to interrogate himself again.

"Yes, my lord."

"How did you become a slave?" Jiang Qingluan asked.

"Abba, Ah Mu... died in the war." A rabbit replied, "I came here when I was very young."

Jiang Qingluan froze for a moment, and her memory went back to nine years ago, when she was only 15 years old, the clan first delegated power to her and let her take charge of the government. Marching to the west, it's a pity that he was young but did nothing. In the first battle, he lost tens of thousands of soldiers and horses because of his own will. Among them, the most casualties were the velvet horses.

"Put him down." Jiang Qingluan said to the city guard.

"But what did you find?" Chang Dai asked.

Jiang Qingluan looked at the slave and said: "The slave is from a lowly family. I have never seen a nobleman like His Highness. In addition, he has been subjected to some criminal laws. I guess he was quite frightened. There is a saying in our talisman: swallows leave feathers, ants leave traces." , there are still traces of animal actions, let alone people."

"Your Highness is right, that's the reason." Ba Le, who was inspecting the cow dung, turned around and said.

Chang Lan smiled secretly, feeling that she had chosen the right person, so she added fuel to the flames and said, "Then what does Your Highness think?"

Jiang Qingluan said: "Let this slave take care of him first, and then come and ask him alone."

Chang Lan looked at Yan Qi, Chang Dai always liked to listen to what this beautiful young man had to say, and Yan Qi was always cautious in doing things, so she would definitely not agree with Jiang Qingluan's opinion, so she just said, "I think it's good, wait until the eldest princess mansion is cleaned up. Just pull it over."

"Lan'er!"

"Is elder brother going to send you into the East Palace? The land of your East Palace also belongs to the Taiping Palace. If the courtiers who are interested hear it, you have to say that you have not thought about it." Chang Lan said, looking at Yan Qi faintly, every day The next time she studied in the study, she always looked at her brothers and companions who were not as good as her. You guys are used to giving in to this slightly disdainful look.

"Gu also thinks it's feasible." Jiang Qingluan said: "Anyway, a slave can't escape."

Jiang Qingluan also knew that she was here only because of Huo Xian's suggestion to Chang Dai, so she immediately asked Ba Le, "Ba Le, have you found anything?"

Balak patted the cow dung off his hands, patted his left chest twice, and replied: "As my Highness thought, this cow is a cross between a yellow ox and a yak. ​​The characteristic of this kind of cow is that its milk production Tall and heavy-duty."

"But where is this kind of cow?" Chang Lan asked, now they have to check the source of the cow to know who their enemy is.

"Generally yaks grow on high mountains, but there is only one place near the Central Plains that produces this kind of yak." Balak pointed to the west, where a large mountain could be seen faintly, and the end of the mountain could not be seen to the east or west.

"Fushan." Chang Dai looked at the high mountain. It was this mountain that separated Fu Kingdom from the Central Plains. .

"Yes." Baler nodded, "It's Mount Fu, and people in the Central Plains raise cattle, and there is fertile land at the foot of Mount Fu, which is also a good place for cattle to live."

"But under Mount Fu, there are three counties of Baili, Daxi, and Jinjing, all of which have as many as a thousand households. How can I find out?" Yan Qi asked.

Jiang Qingluan smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, it's easy to check."

"But I heard the details." Chang Dai said respectfully.

"Yaks are only produced under high mountains, but not cattle. Yaks can't live more than ten days after they go down the mountain, and so are cattle. If you want to intersect the two, you must choose a place that is not as high as the snow-capped mountains and low enough to see lush green trees. It's not easy, and I saw that these cows are also fat and fat, and I think they are well fed. I just need to check which villages in the three counties near the mountains have people with this skill." Jiang Qingluan said. Stop here and stop.

"Then, His Royal Highness, we can check the offerings of these three counties to see if the number of cattle they offered is true, and then see who is in charge of the offerings in this area. If we think about it, the truth will not be far away."

Chang Dai's eyes lit up, he was overjoyed, and asked Yan Qi to investigate, and of course the slave was handed over to Jiang Qingluan.

Chang Lan walked to Jiang Qingluan's side, and she whispered, "Sure enough, I saw the right person."

"The princess won the prize, Gu just said that Gu knew about it."

Chang Lan covered her face with a smile, without pointing to anything, she pointed down the mountain and said, "Then Your Highness, come back with me today."