Wu Qimai asked his eldest and second brothers: "Are we going to let these big men go like this? If they report us to the Liao Kingdom, wouldn't the Wanyan Department be in danger?"
Wu Yashu sighed: "Wu Qimai, you are worrying too much. The Jurchens have been fighting among themselves for a long time. If a false accusation can lead to a conquest of the Liao army, the Jurchens will have long ago
They were all killed."
Aguda said angrily: "Nowadays, the emperor of the Liao Kingdom cares about nothing but hunting all day long. The deeds follow, and the exploitation of our Jurchens becomes more and more severe day by day. I really don't understand why our Jurchen warriors are so brave, but...
You have to endure the exploitation of the Khitans like those silver envoys."
Wu Yashu said: "You have to eat food one bite at a time, and things always have to be done step by step. Nowadays, compared with the Liao Kingdom, we are like a young wolf that has just grown teeth and an adult fat cow. In any case,
, one bite cannot be eaten. But no matter what, even if you eat it one bite at a time, you will eat it sooner or later."
Wu Yasu's eyes flashed with cold light.
The battle is over. Although thousands of people were involved in this battle, not many people actually died. Although the Jurchens fought with each other, they were still quite measured in their actions and did not kill easily. Mainly because the Jurchens fought with each other.
There are too few, and every one dies is a loss. Moreover, in the Jurchens' concept, the captives are slaves. The men can work, and the women can make up for the shortcomings of the women in the tribe.
The captives asked people to pay a ransom to redeem themselves, which was another huge income. In any case, it was much better than a cold corpse.
Therefore, after this battle, together with the supplies seized by Aguda, the Wanyan tribe also captured more than 2,000 prisoners, including men, women, old and children. In the following days, the families, relatives and friends of these prisoners paid ransoms one after another.
Men received three taels of gold, and women, the elderly and children received half of it. If there was no gold, horses, grain, salt and other materials could be exchanged. After this sum, Wanyanbu made a lot of money.
Aguda looked at the grain, salt and other items piled up like a hill, but there was not much smile on his face: "Well, if Wanyan Department's stock is not limited and cannot afford to raise so many slaves, how could I let all these people redeem themselves?
?There are three to four hundred strong men among these thousands of prisoners. If they are all armed, they will be a new force."
Murong Fu said: "Brother Aguda, things can only be done step by step. There is no need to rush. Although the chiefs of those tribes still did not dare to make up their minds to rebel against the Liao Dynasty, in their hearts, the seeds were finally planted. Only one person is needed next.
It’s just an opportunity.”
Aguda knew in his heart that what Murong Fu said made sense, but after witnessing the Liao's oppression of the Jurchens since childhood, how could the revengeful psychology buried in his heart for decades be suppressed so easily?
At this time, Wu Qimai came over with a horse and said to A Gu: "Second brother, including the horses seized and ransomed this time, we have eight to nine hundred more good horses. What should we do?"
When Aguda heard this, his face became happy, then darkened: "What can we do? We can't afford to raise so many horses. We can only wait for spring in a few days to see if we can find a way to transport these horses to the Song Dynasty.
Go and sell them in batches."
Contrary to what many people imagine, a good horse cannot actually be good just by eating grass. Not only will it lose weight, but it will also die if not done properly. War horses are even more amazing. A qualified war horse needs the rations of six adults every day.
Supply. Although Wanyan's department is not small, it is unbearable to consume so much more rations all at once. It is more cost-effective to sell them. Of course, there is also the easiest way, which is to kill the horses for meat, but this is not good for the horses.
It is obviously unacceptable for Jurchens to treat them as partners.
Wu Qimai heard this, but he was not very happy: "But if you sell it to those Song people, they will only use other methods to suppress your price. Last time, we only exchanged fifty good horses for one thousand pieces of cloth.
Without the hard work of traveling across mountains and rivers, the profit is minimal.”
Even a good-quality cloth horse costs only a mere 100 guan. In the Song Dynasty, even a bad horse for pulling a cart would cost more than 30 guan, and a good horse that could be used as a war horse would cost more than 30 guan.
The value has doubled. From this point of view, these unscrupulous traders are indeed bullying honest people.
Murong Fu looked at the hundreds of fine horses with black and shiny coats in front of him, and his eyes lit up: These fine horses from the white mountains and black waters looked much better than the Xixia horses at the foot of the Qilian Mountains. Let any one of them go.
They are rare and precious mounts in the Central Plains, and only some generals in the Song Army will equip them. The mountains and hills have always been the breeding ground for horses, and compared to Xixia, the horses at the foot of Changbai Mountain have a higher quality due to the severe cold.
Aguda gritted his teeth and said, "Is it possible to sell it to the Khitans? What's the difference between the price those bastards offered and robbing it?"
Wu Qimai was silent. The fact is as Aguda said. What the Khitan people call "stealing" is actually very different from robbery. What is even more unacceptable is selling precious horses to the enemy who oppresses them. That is better than beating him.
A slap is even more uncomfortable.
Murong Fu said: "Let's do this. After a while, I will send a letter to my family and ask them to send several large ships to transport the horses to the Song Dynasty. Sell all these good horses to me. I will pay fifty for each horse."
How about two silver coins and the price of fifty horses of silk? Just think of it as doing me a favor, I need these horses very much."
Aguda laughed and said, "Murong, if you want, you can just pick a dozen of them and take them back. Anyway, you have a share of these things. Why are you making such a joke?"
Murong Fu was stunned: "What? You don't want to sell it?"
Aguda laughed and said, "Are you kidding? According to the price you gave Murong, there are nearly a thousand horses here, which is almost fifty thousand taels of silver plus fifty thousand pieces of silk. It would not be easy for the Emperor of Liao to get so much money at one time, right?"
I know you lived a prosperous life in the Central Plains, but this is not how you spend your money."
Obviously, in the eyes of the simple Aguda, such a sum of money was an astronomical figure that was incomprehensible, so he did not think Murong Fu was serious at all.
Murong Fu sighed softly in his heart: Young man, you know nothing about real power.
Murong Fu looked serious: "Who said I was joking with you? Just ask, can you sell it at the price I said?"
Realizing that Murong Fu was not joking, Aguda was shocked and gained a new understanding of "rich and wealthy".
Aguda asked: "What do you want with so many good horses?"
Murong Fu asked again: "Why do you collect so much iron?"
A Gu understood it from his heart.
"Okay, in that case, Murong, we are all friends, and you also have a share of these horses. Let's calculate it as fifty taels of silver per horse? The silk is exempted."
Murong Fu waved his hand: "No! These things can also be regarded as my support to you. From now on, I will buy Wanyan Department's wild ginseng, furs, horses and other things at double the market price. But if in the future
One day you can really destroy the Liao Kingdom, I have a request."
A sly smile appeared on Murong Fu's face.
A Gu was amused: "Murong, don't talk about whether we can destroy Liao. For a rich man like you, what can we do for you?"