Chapter 62 Buying a Horse

Style: Historical Author: Chris WebberWords: 1991Update Time: 24/02/20 15:07:49
"It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Why don't we choose today?" Jin Renwen said with a smile: "Go to the horse market over there in the West Market and pick a good horse for you. We warriors, a good horse can be used as half a horse." Save your life!"

"Then I'll be disrespectful!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile. After playing the polo match this time, he had a deep understanding of the "horse storage capacity" of the Tang Dynasty. In fact, there is no shortage of horses in Baekje, but the number of war horses The quality is still not comparable to that of Chang'an, but the local climate is actually quite suitable for the breeding of good horses, especially Jeju Island, which is a famous horse breeding base in later generations. If you can choose a few good stallions here, in Wouldn’t it be a good thing to build a good horse farm in Jeju Island?

"That's fine!" Jin Renwen smiled and said, "It's still too early now. Let's have a couple of drinks first and then go see the horses later!"

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Western market, horse market.

"So this is what this guy said about shopping and buying horses!" Wang Wenzuo looked at the dozens of horses listed in front of him and the horse dealer kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but secretly lament the arrogance and luxury of the ancient nobles. He originally thought that Jin Renwen was talking about buying horses when the two of them walked along the West Market. Each horse dealer asked him to take out the good horses for him to choose, and then bargained for a discount, gave him some saddles, etc. It’s just like going to a 4S store to buy a car before traveling through time. In fact, before the two of them arrived at the gate of the West Market, the officials on duty had already welcomed them to the official office. Then more than a dozen horse dealers came in first to kowtow, and then pulled out their best horses for them to choose. If he showed a satisfied look, someone would take the horse aside, and after visiting one horse dealer, he would obediently leave, and the next dealer would bring the horse in, without bargaining or giving money to pay the bill. It's not like buying a horse, but like paying tribute.

"Sanlang, what do you think of this green horse?" Jin Renwen asked with a smile: "Although it is not as good as Li Jingye's chrysanthemum green horse, it is still a very good horse, at least much better than the one you are riding now!"

"Oh, let me try riding it!" Wang Wenzuo jumped on the horse and ran back and forth twice. Sure enough, the horse ran smoothly. He could hardly feel the ups and downs while riding on it. He lifted the reins slightly and tilted his body. The horse can understand the owner's wishes. Although the horse power cannot be compared with Li Jingye's horse, it may be more appropriate for Wang Wenzuo. After all, his current official position no longer requires him to charge into battle personally.

"It is indeed a good horse, but it's a pity!" Wang Wenzuo jumped off the horse, looked up and down and sighed.

"What a pity? What's the pity? I think this horse is pretty good!" Jin Ren asked.

"This is a mare. I want to buy a few stallions. When I return to Baekje, I will be a stallion and build a horse farm!"

"I see, it's easy, then choose this one!" Jin Renwen said with a smile: "If you want to be a stallion, it doesn't matter if you are older. Come on, please ask the horse dealer to send one to each house. A stallion with good characteristics comes to my house."

"Yes, Mr. Lang!" the slave replied.

Seeing Jin Renwen turning around and about to go out, Wang Wenzuo hurriedly said: "Brother Renshou, the price of this horse has not been negotiated yet!"

"The price of the horse?" Jin Renwen was stunned, as if he had heard a fairy tale, and laughed. Before he could explain, the servant on the side laughed and said: "Wang Sima, my husband is such a noble man, how can he be like a common man in the market? Do common people usually bargain with others? It’s all horse dealers who pay whatever they say!”… “Whatever they say is what they say?”

"That's right!" There was a look of pride on the slave's face: "Not to mention the fiefdoms of Silla, my husband also had two thousand households in the Tang Dynasty. How could he do something that is degrading to himself!"

"That's all!" Jin Renwen dismissed the slaves and said with a smile: "You and I will go around the West Market again to see if there are any interesting objects!"

"This is the so-called top noble!" Wang Wenzuo sighed secretly. What was the level of the two thousand households that Jin Ren asked at that time? Changsun Wuji ranked first among the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. He was also the eldest brother-in-law of Emperor Taizong. He also had the dual status of a noble relative. After the Xuanwu Gate Incident, he was granted the title of Duke of Qi and had a settlement of 1,300 households. Yuchi Jingde also had 1,300 households. Princess Taiping was Wu Zetian's favorite daughter, so she was granted an unusual title of 1,200 households, and later it was gradually increased to 3,000 households. The number of households was increased to 5,000 due to Princess Taiping's great contribution in the Shenlong Coup. Obviously, Jin Renwen cannot be compared with the above people in terms of merits and closeness, so why can he have two thousand households?

This starts with his origin. The Tang Dynasty was a society with a strong aristocratic style, and the so-called aristocratic style means that one's birth determines the power of official titles. Jin Inwen was the biological son of the King of Silla and came to serve as a guard for the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. The treatment given to him by the Tang Dynasty could not be lower than what he could get in the Silla Kingdom. Therefore, Jin Inwen's treatment in the Tang Dynasty was actually Compared with the Enzhi clan, he started from the third rank, and the food should be less than what he enjoyed in Silla (after all, he is qualified to inherit the throne, and his brother must compensate for this.) So compared with For the same third-rank officials, Jin Renwen's family wealth far exceeded that of others. After all, most third-rank officials of the Tang Dynasty did not have a biological father who was a king. Who wouldn't like a person who is handsome, versatile, of noble birth, with plenty of money in his pocket, who will be a high-ranking official of the third rank as soon as he becomes an official, and who has extremely high united front value for the Tang Dynasty?

The two of them walked around the West Market. Wang Wenzuo took a fancy to everything. The slave behind him stepped forward and handed the shopkeeper a famous assassin to send to the Jin Mansion later. Wang Wenzuo was a little uncomfortable with this special way of shopping at first, but he soon got used to it, and it seemed like it had always been like this.

About an hour later, the two of them arrived at the other end of the West Market. The servant stepped forward and said, "Two gentlemen, this is the end of the road. Let's go back!"

Jin Renwen nodded and was about to turn around when he suddenly heard a huge noise coming from outside the square wall. People were walking towards the city gate not far away. He frowned and said, "Go and ask what happened outside." Something happened?"

The slave responded and came back after a while: "Reporting to Sir, it's a cockfight. Everyone, come and watch!"

"Cockfighting?" Jin Renwen laughed: "Come on, Sanlang, let's go take a look. This thing is very interesting!"

Wang Wenzuo shrugged his shoulders and followed the enthusiastic Jin Renwen out of the west gate of the West Market. As soon as he walked out of the west gate, he saw a flood of people walking westward along the street. Wang Wenzuo saw himself appearing on the left and right. Various vehicles, as well as poor men on foot carrying bulging bags. From the constant crow of chickens in the bags, Wang Wenzuo knew that they should contain straw and fighting cocks, and many vehicles carried some chicken coops. He began I wonder if all the fighting cocks outside Chang'an City are here.

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