A group of more than a dozen people left the city gate and went up to the official road in Luoyang, and then rode their horses. The horses galloped on the official road, and the cool wind blew towards them, carrying the vitality of spring, which made people feel refreshed.

Xu Ping was busy for several months, and today he felt relaxed and was particularly happy. Seeing that there were few pedestrians on the road, he urged his horse to gallop and headed west like a wind.

The horses of the Xu family were good. At first, others found it fun to follow him. They ran for more than a dozen roads in one go. The horses under the clamp were breathing heavily, so they did not dare to slow down their speed. Especially Wang Gongchen and Ouyang Xiu, they had no horses, and they rode the horses of Xu Ping's family. They didn't know whether they were given to him or lent to him, so they cherished their horses even more.

After staying away from everyone, even the soldiers with him were left behind, Xu Ping slowed down, chose a high and spacious place on the side of the road, and stopped to wait for everyone.

Not far away, there are few ships in the Bian River, and they slowly move closer with sails. Further north is the continuous Taihang Mountains, and on the other side of the mountain is the hinterland of Hedong Road.

This is the Central Plains, a beautiful place, not a remote malaria land in Yongzhou. However, from all sides, there are still mountains. Xu Ping doesn’t know if there is a truly endless vast field in this world. He has never seen it before. In this land where generations have survived, there are higher mountains in the distance. Standing on the plain, there are mountains around him.

Perhaps one day, he can walk out of this heavy mountain range and find a plain that cannot be seen.

I don’t know how long it took for other people to catch up.

Wang Gongchen saw that the horse under Xu Ping ran so far and was still extremely majestic, and couldn't help but praise: "It is said that the horses raised in Zhongmuzhuang in the deputy envoy Zhongmuzhuang are good, but Kaifeng City doesn't feel that they will appear after leaving the city. We just now can't even see your shadow, but the horse seems to have not yet run away."

Xu Ping smiled and said, "This is a breeding of Qingtang horses, so it is naturally not comparable to ordinary horses. However, if you ride in the capital every day, you will be almost null and you will be banned without the chance to have fun. Let's go, hurry up and get to the farm, and you can also pick up good horses to ride."

If Xu Ping crossed the horse, it would be worth two or three hundred guan if it was sold in Kaifeng City. However, Xu Ping did not have the habit of collecting good horses like many rich and high-ranking officials, and did not care much about it. He just rode his mounts on the ground and rode it up and down.

At this time, the horses were like Xu Ping's car in his previous life. The richer the more they were, the more they were, the more they could sell them. The nearly 100 horses sold in Xuping Village every year, basically no one was less than 100 cents. They were one of the big horse dealers in Kaifeng Prefecture.

There was nothing to say along the way, and when the sun was about to set, everyone finally arrived outside the farm.

After so many years, Xujiazhuang has become a large nearby village, and many farmers have become tenants, scattered around the village in groups of three or three. The Xujia's large courtyard has also been expanded, and there are more than 200 farmers in it at this time.

According to Xu Ping's idea, it is naturally better to rent out the land than to concentrate on farming together. However, whether it is Xu Chang or Lu Song, who is in charge of the village, they can directly manage these or two hundred people. If there are many chores, they will be too busy. Xu Ping cannot manage it directly by himself, so he can only increase the tenants year by year.

Lu Song had been waiting at the entrance of the village. When he saw Xu Ping and his party coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and grabbed Xu Ping's horse.

After Lu Song led his horse forward, he soon entered the village gate.

Since Xu Ping returned, the village has grown a lot, neatly and in an orderly manner, and very lively. Wang Gongchen, Ouyang Xiu and others followed behind and watched it. They had also been to the wealthy courtyards, especially Qian Weiyan's garden in Luoyang, which occupied a large area and was very luxuriously repaired, but they did not have the grand spirit of this farm.

To put it bluntly, those gardens are for people to visit, while Xu Ping mainly develops all-round farming, farming, forestry, animal husbandry and fishing, with thousands of hectares of land behind it. The momentum of production-oriented manors is naturally not comparable to that of consumer-oriented gardens.

Everyone dismounted the horse, let the patrol take the horse out of the stable, and followed Xu Ping into the courtyard.

It was the busy spring season, and only women and children were busy with housework in the yard, and the young and strong were still in the fields. There were more than a dozen yellow dogs in the yard, all raised by the shopkeepers. When they saw strangers coming, they rolled their eyes casually.

There are no chickens and ducks that are common in farmyards here. The livestock and poultry are kept elsewhere to avoid making the yard dirty and messy. There is no shortage of land in the farm, and it is all of them, so it is not afraid of being lost.

Lu Song said: "The officials and guests first sit in the yard. After a while, the shopkeepers get off work and then take you to the garden to rest. It's still a bit messy here."

Xu Ping looked at the busy people around him and said, "Okay, if you have a few bowls of tea, everyone is thirsty on the way, so moisten their throats first."

The chairs had already been set up in the yard, and Xu Ping led everyone to sit down and drink tea slowly.

Just as everyone was curiously watching this rare farm scene, a barking sound came from outside the door, low and majestic. The sound was obviously different from the usual dogs. After only a few barking, it stopped abruptly. The dozen or so yellow dogs in the yard were obviously scared by the sound and they couldn't help but shrink into a ball.

In a short while, a black cloud rolled into the door from the ground, stretching and squeezing.

Ouyang Xiu was startled and looked at it again. He realized that it was more than a dozen thin dogs, with black fur in one color, slender limbs, extremely thin waist, and bright eyes.

After seeing it clearly, Ouyang Xiu breathed out and said, "Good beast!"

The person holding the dog was four or five village customers. A man stood in the middle and held a deer in his hand. When he saw Xu Ping and a group of officials, he shouted loudly: "The official brought the guests here? I took people to beat a few deer rabbits back to eat!"

When Xu Ping saw that it was Sun Qilang, he said, "There are cattle and sheep in the village, what are the deer and rabbits to eat! Take these dogs away quickly and don't hit the guests! Those who come today are all scholars, not rough people like you!"

Fighting with dogs is Sun Qilang's life. Giving him a small official in the capital could not hold his heart. As long as he had free time, he would run back to Zhongmu, and even his family had been settled in Zhongmu and did not move to the city.

These more than a dozen tiny dogs were raised by Sun Qilang in the village after Xu Ping went to Lingnan. They were very easy to use. As long as you just take them around the fields, you never came back empty-handed.

The slim dog is a native Chinese hunting dog. It has long legs, thin waist, and is extremely beautiful in shape. It runs like flying in the field. This kind of dog in Xu Ping's previous life is no longer common among the people. The first thing I saw was curious about when I saw it. Think about it carefully, it seems that the legendary Erlang Shen's barking dog is like this, but the paintings in the previous life are too small, just like a pug.

Seeing that the several civil servants sitting next to Xu Ping were a little scared of the dozen or so dogs, Sun Qilang quickly accused him and ordered his subordinates to take them to the dog shed. Then he strode forward, threw the deer in his hand on the ground, and bowed to everyone: "At the same as Sun Qilang, he is a free official in the third rank, lives in the village every day, and has seen all the officials!"
Chapter completed!