In the late Northern Song Dynasty, especially in the years before the Jingkang Incident, domestic prices soared, and war horses should be an extremely scarce strategic material, so it is normal for them to be expensive.
Wang Lin was mentally prepared.
But the price mentioned by Murong Cheng is 120 guan a thousand yuan per horse, and there is no market price. This is not a matter of expensiveness, but it is extremely expensive.
Wang Lin remembered that he had read some related materials in his previous life: "Song History Food and Goods Journal" and "Suan Zizhi Tongjian" and knew that during this period, 770 yuan was the same as usual.
Due to the small amount of silver stock, the price of silver continues to rise, and 1 tael of silver is exchanged for copper coins of 2,000 or more.
Then, according to the "Song History Food and Goods Records", "Before Xi and Feng Feng, there were only six or seven hundred rice and stones" and the "Song History Official Records" record "30 yuan discount for each bucket (rice).
Calculated at 2,000 yuan for 1 tael of silver, the rice price at that time was 600-300 yuan per stone. In this way, 1 tael of silver can generally buy 4-8 stone of rice, and the purchasing power is still considerable.
This means that a war horse is about 60 taels of silver, and 60 taels of silver can buy at least 300 stones of rice.
What is this concept?
Nowadays, the yield of two stones per mu is two, and the output of 150 mu of land is produced.
A small landlord family cannot buy a horse in total income per year.
Wang Lin’s first feeling was that Murong Cheng was evasive, intentionally rushing, and taking advantage of the situation to rob.
Therefore, his eyes at Murong Cheng became a little cold.
It is understandable that a businessman makes profits, but if he dares to deceive his Bohai County Duke for money, it will be crazy.
My brain is broken.
But Fu Hu was so cunning, but he didn't show it. He just pretended to be surprised and said, "Siqin master, is that expensive?"
Murong Cheng bowed and bowed again: "Since the seventh year of Zhenghe, the tea and horse markets between the Song Dynasty and the Liao and Xixia are no longer there, and the border is open at the same time. Especially in the past two years, the Liao people were attacked by the Jin people.
Being exhausted, demand for domestic war horses is increasing, and the trade output to you Xiao Song is even greater."
"If it weren't for the interests of some small merchants in the Khitan country, they took the risk of picking and transporting war horses, the war horses of the Liao people at that time would probably be difficult to retreat to you, Xiao Song."
Fu Hu said, "Where is this good horse from Ganliang and the Western Regions? Are you also retreating to the Central Plains?"
Murong Cheng smiled and said, "When I return to the envoy, the Western Regions of Gansu and Liang are occasionally rich in good horses, but the relationship between Xixia and you, Xiao Song, has become increasingly relaxed for decades. The war is broken. Xixia blocks the business path and strictly prohibits the horse from exporting to Xiao Song.
so……"
Fu Huruo thought to himself: "So now the war horse trade is basically a smuggling trade?"
Murong Cheng bowed and said, "That's true. It was because your Siqinist's business income was given to the Tea and Horses of the imperial court. Did you do anything to harm Xiao Song by profit?"
Fu Hu pondered for a moment, "Ruo as the head of Gong Li's family said, if you Murong Jun purchase a small amount, can you give a certain discount at the price..."
The so-called asking for a price everywhere, paying the money locally.
Gong Liwan looked embarrassed and said for a while: "It is very difficult to buy war horses at this time, and a small number of interests are occupied by the other party. You, the zither player, have basically a few commissions, and that price has not been given to you.
The discounted price.”
Murong Cheng kowtowed repeatedly.
"Since that's the case, I'll bother the Siqin master and say goodbye!"
Fuhu immediately stood up, turned around and left.
Murong Cheng and his son looked at each other, very surprised.
I had made a plan to continue negotiations with Gong Li and even formulated a step-by-step plan. As a result, Fu Hu played according to common sense and even talked about it.
Gong Li was thinking about it for a long time when he returned to the house.
If I really had 60 taels of silver per piece, I wouldn't have enough cavalry to raise.
After all, I just want to buy war horses, and the training of a cavalry is in all aspects, and it is not a money-burning machine.
Is it because I have spent money to buy the peace, so I can only rely on the battle to support the war?
Fu Huxin even had the idea of leading his army to attack Khitan or Xixia and capturing Liaoxia's war horses.
But I can only think about it.
When he returned to the mansion, he saw Fu Hu being in a low mood. Han Yan gently handed a cup of tea: "Is it that I know why my husband is upset? Can you say that you know about Yan'er?"
Fuhu talked about the war horse and his idea of forming Murong Tie Cavalry.
Han Yan smiled and said, "Husband, since ancient times, cavalry has been a major weapon for the country. Especially in the sky of your Han family, it is better than the Hu people and all the soldiers, and everyone can dismount for battle. Cavalry has always consumed very little, and horses are among them.
The most important thing.”
"I remember that when Emperor Taizong made an attempt to the north, he accidentally obtained tens of thousands of war horses and added the reserves of the court, so he could barely form the Jingsai Iron Cavalry. I think that building scattered cavalry is of little significance, and I guess there are not thousands of cavalry in the Murong army.
Isn't it? So my husband must have built a cavalry of over 10,000 or more. Only then can it work."
"A thousand cavalry, 70,000 horses are needed, and I need them all... Husband, that's a very shocking expense. Everyone except the court can provide for it."
Gong Li looked at Han Yan and smiled and said, thinking that his gentle and gentle lady had a vulgar knowledge.
Han Yan was so embarrassed that Fu Hu was about to see her. She was about to stand up and ask the maid to give Gong Li some snacks, but Gong Li pulled her away and kissed her for a while.
The trouble made Mrs. Han Yan blush and her whole body was soft and moved, but the two girls you dowry Yicui and Wang Lin were not in secret.
The more that lord loves his wife, the lower the status of his wife in my mind, and as a close friend, you are not honored.
Especially when Fu Hu Xiaori got his wife out of the room, he closed the door tightly. Yi Cui kept blushing and said loudly: "Wang Lin, the envoy doesn't seem to be too doting on his wife, that little girl
Daytime…”
Wang Lin spat: "Damn girl, he dares to criticize the Lord in front of him?! The wife of the king is newly married, and she has no feelings for her better relationship. She said she was going to check out and was playing chess."
Yi Cui pouted: "But why does his wife go to bed every time before she passes... Can he get into chess like that?"
Wang Lin's big face also turned red: "But my wife is already tight. You see, you hate me to let you go to bed every day."
"Bah, I'm embarrassed!"
The two girls whispered to each other. In fact, Fuhu had several masters under the capital's mansion. Yan Qing, Shi Tui, Li Kui and two hundred soldiers lived in the backyard, but they were not as beautiful as these two tigers.
Compared with Fu Hu who was leisurely living in the city, Yue Fei and the generals were busy over the past two days.
The eight soldiers were originally compiled by the same system, with a variety of tasks, trivial and complex. Yue Fei was walking on thin ice, afraid of making any mistakes, and trusted him.
After years of life, I and I are now a seventh-rank general.
In the past, I thought it was something I dared to think about, and it became a reality a year ago when I led the Fuhu.
The former Murong Army had 17,000 troops, and two thousand cavalrymen in Yanqing, and more than ten thousand imperial troops in the Tokyo Beijing Camp were left, and more than 20,000 Jingdong Iron Armored Army was added, which was a total of nearly 70,000 small troops.
Because of the small group of war horses of the Liao people, Yan Qing's cavalry battalion was actually built at this time. Eight thousand strong warriors were selected from each army and expanded the cavalry battalion to 7,000.
Of course, that's just an architecture and basic configuration.
The gap between the front-line support of each cavalryman with seven horses is too far.
Therefore, the problem of war horses still needs to be solved.
Otherwise, the Murong Iron Cavalry under Gong Li's command would have to engage in civil war and scare people. He would definitely be defeated by the Jin Iron Cavalry, who claimed to have an enemy of tens of thousands.
...
Murong Cheng and his son discussed secretly in the hall for a long time.
Suddenly hearing the visit of Han Yan, the wife of Bohai County Duke, Murong Cheng was overjoyed.
Han Yan is the legitimate man of the two generations of prime ministers in Xiangzhou. He is also the priest married woman who is a matchmaker who is a member of the eight books and eight rites of Ming Dynasty, and a seventh-class imperial wife. He has a prominent status.
Murong Cheng and Si Qincong were still greeted by a small gift.
Han Yan smiled and said, "Master of Siqin, I have taken the initiative to come to the door and have nothing to do with you, so please forgive me."
Murong Cheng bowed and said, "Mrs. Come here, your zither player is full of glory, please!"
Si Qincong looked at Han Yan's gorgeous and beautiful face, which was fascinating to the whole country without any admiration, and his mind was not a little dazed.
Han Yan was the male god in the minds of Tokyo scholars in the past.
The male god married Fuhu because he knew that it would make many people in Tokyo depressed and sleep all night long.
"Head of Gong Li, your husband wants to form a Murong Tie Cavalry, and he needs a war horse. I heard that the Siqin player had no choice but to ask for it."
Murong Cheng thought to himself: Could it be that Gong Li asked Han Yan to come? He was the convenient thing he said, let the wife say it?
As soon as he thought of this, Murong Cheng smiled and said, "Your envoy has come to your zither player, but when he heard that the war horses are so expensive, he turned around and left. I still thought..."
"I heard from your grandmother and villain that the head of Siqin is a hero of the past and has a small ambition. Although he is a merchant family, he intends to restore the power of the Xiaoyan Gongli family back then. Do you know whether it is true or false?"
Murong Cheng's face tightened and bowed, "How dare you? Although your ancestors of the Siqin master were glorious for a while, they had established a country as a royal family, but after all, time has changed and now they have become merchants. In fact, I don't have so few extravagant expectations, just...
...I just don't have the intention to improve the family status."
"Your husband is an important minister of the Song Dynasty. He is the one who is in charge of the imperial court and sheds horses and encourages soldiers, and he is trying to protect the country in the future. Therefore, your husband builds cavalry and is also planning for the country and the country!"
Han Yan looked fierce and said hurriedly: "In this matter, if the Siqinist can help your husband, whether it is the Wang family or the Han family, they will forget the Siqinist relationship."
"The head of Gong Li's family is not going to pay a price. Your husband needs 5,000 war horses. How much does it cost? What does it cost?"
Murong Cheng's face changed and he was silent for a long time before bowing, "Is Mrs. Zhi the Lord able to be the Lord?"
"What I am here to discuss with the owner of the Siqin family today is a military and national affairs, but the family affairs of the Siqin family and your Han family and the Wang family. Since it is a family matter, as the main wife of the Wang family, you can naturally be a bit of a master."
Han Yan smiled heavily, raised the teacup behind her face and took a big sip.
Murong Cheng smiled.
But he said in his heart that the eldest sister of the Han family is indeed a great figure. Although she is young, her words and demeanor, especially her cleverness in her words, has just begun to show the style of a mistress in her family.