The King of Liao hurried back, taking Jia Rou reluctantly with him.
"You can stay."
After riding in the carriage and leaning against the soft pillows, his waist immediately relaxed after sitting for a long time, allowing him to relax.
"The husband sings and the wife follows, you have left, what do you mean if I stay?" Jia Rou gently pressed her leg and gave her a wink:
"If I go back to my parents' house and work hard, my mother who talks about me every day will actually scold me for being ignorant, and my sister-in-law will hate me..."
"I'll just make a special trip back another day."
"That's right." King Liao thought for a while and nodded: "You women are just troublesome, and you will get confused."
"I'm quite relaxed. I eat, drink and have fun every day. I go to Shuntian Mansion to play. I'm afraid I'll meet some foxy girl!"
Jia Rou is smiling.
"How can Hu Meizi be as charming as you?"
Jia Rou was only seventeen years old at this time, one year younger than the King of Liao. Her beautiful eyes exuded a slightly charming brilliance and appeared on her soft face, which was particularly attractive.
The King of Liao put his arms around his waist and felt the delicate movement of his buttocks, leaving his lower body to inflate.
Seeing that the latter's earlobes were red and his cheeks were turning red, he said in his ear: "Tonight, you have to take a bath with jasmine petals."
"I just love smelling this smell, it's just the right time to get rid of the foxy smell!"
After returning to the palace, King Liao packed up and entered the inner court in high spirits.
The two things about sweaty horses and horse breeds really cheered him up.
With the inclusion of Monan Mongolia, ordinary horses are cheap in the market, and the value of draft horses and camels is as low as twenty yuan.
After all, horse manure is acidic, its load is not as good as that of a mule, and it eats more than a donkey. In a sense, it is not cost-effective.
The price of a good horse, suitable for use as a war horse, often reaches one hundred and eighty yuan.
As for the sweat-blooded BMW, it is the best among the best. It is not only beautiful in appearance, but also has cultural appeal. Therefore, it is not a rare price for three to five hundred yuan a piece.
Thousands of dollars is nothing.
If you meet someone you really love, you can get three to five thousand.
Who makes the nobles and wealthy businessmen rich?
In this way, even if a thousand horses are sold a year, it will cost hundreds of thousands of dollars.
In the past, those good horses imported to the Ming Dynasty were basically castrated, and few stallions were imported.
As long as the Liao Kingdom transports stallions at that time, it will be of great military help to the Ming Dynasty.
This is a political consideration.
As a prince and the fourth son of the emperor, the King of Liao entered the summer resort. After reviewing the sign, he entered with the carriage.
Later, Liu Afu, as the eunuch of the capital magistrate, was in charge of the emperor's daily life, guidance, and communication. This matter immediately reached his ears.
Strange, aren't you the most afraid of meeting the emperor? Why did you take the initiative to ask for an audience?
"Sir, the King of Liao wants to see you."
At this time, in the pavilion, there were several plump palace maids, wearing discreet palace robes designed by the emperor, bursting with youthful atmosphere.
The four-color cheongsam, green, yellow, red and white, is worn close to the body. It is plump and firm, with prominent elevations. It is embroidered with various patterns, delicate and beautiful.
Their exquisite facial features and plump and plump figures all reveal their one-in-a-kind strength.
"Disappointing." The emperor waved his hand, and the women left disappointed.
In front of his son, he naturally wants to maintain his father's face.
"Let him come over!"
The emperor picked up the book on the table and took a sip of warm green tea to quench his thirst and calm down.
At this time, the King of Liao came in.
Among the sons, the King of Liao was the most down-to-earth. He liked to go to those markets, drink wine, listen to operas, chase actors and win roles. He was eager to do so.
Perhaps because of too many impeachments by the censor before, this prince's face is already outstanding.
"My son pays my respects to my father."
"Get up!"
Zhu Yixi looked at him curiously: "Why do you have the time to see me?"
"This is quite strange."
"God is pitiful. My son's filial piety towards you is second to none." The King of Liao immediately felt aggrieved: "I just came back from Shuntian Mansion and my face is tanned."
"I've read those memorials of yours, they're quite good, but I've done some serious research."
Zhu Yixi stretched out his right hand and a cup of tea came into his hand. He blew on it and drank.
This tea is not ordinary. It is lemon tea mixed with honey. It has been stored in an icehouse (made from saltpeter) for several hours. Although it is not as good as later generations, it is cool, sweet and delicious.
"This is what a son should do." The King of Liao expressed his filial piety.
"Okay." Zhu Yixi didn't bother to look at his false statements. They were all from his son. He didn't know what this kid was thinking.
There is no truth to the saying that you should not go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. As long as you don't do anything evil and ask me to wipe your ass, I can forgive you."
"Hey!" King Liao immediately came over with a playful smile, winked and drove away the eunuch who was beating his legs, and then squatted down and started beating.
"My father underestimates me so much. What trouble can my son get into?"
"Hmph, two months ago, you beat up An Guogong's third son just for a fight. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He had to lie down for more than half a month to recover."
"He's not a good kid. He doesn't know where he's coming from. He still dares to steal my corner. In the end, he dares to take a concubine. Doesn't this deserve a beating?"
The King of Liao was filled with indignation and said: "Dong Anguo is not strict in educating his children. I am here to help him educate his children. If I don't discipline him now, how can I repay him in the future?"
"My son really has something serious to do when he comes here this time."
As he said that, he directly moved a stool and sat down, beating his legs and saying: "My son, there are many bloody horses in the Liao Kingdom, and that's where the Dawan Kingdom is!"
"What?" The emperor squinted his eyes and listened to him.
"Isn't this just for breeding?"
The King of Liao raised his head and chest: "Those Mongolian horses are so short that they can't pull the horses. How can they charge into battle?"
"And the Sweat Horse is fast and tall, so it is suitable for breeding for us. When the time comes, we will breed fine horses and assemble them, so the cavalry will dominate the world."
Hearing this, Zhu Yixi was slightly surprised. It was not like this kid could think of it.
But people will always grow up.
The King of Liao loved to go to the market and often saw poor people. Naturally, it would be beneficial to future governance. He understood the sufferings of the people!
You can become talented if you exercise more.
"That's a good idea."
The king of Liao was very happy.
The emperor stood up directly and said softly: "Since ancient times, in order to seek good horses, the Central Plains dynasty has been constantly breeding horses."
"But a few hundred or a thousand good horses are no better than a drop of ink flowing into a river compared to the millions of war horses among civilians and grasslands. It is difficult to achieve success."
"Therefore, a batch of horses is not enough. A large number of good horses need to be bred for a long time to replace most of the horses in the civilian and military forces."
"Liao Kingdom, do you have this ability?"
When the King of Liao heard this, he suppressed the joy in his heart: "As long as Taipu Temple pays a fair price, my son can send good horses here all the year round."
"Very good." Zhu Yixi turned around and patted her son on the shoulder: "Remember your promise."
The King of Liao was delighted to receive the attention of the Emperor Laozi.
Although the vassal affairs department stipulates that the assistance is only about 500,000 yuan, the emperor's additional help is not included in the calculation.
For example, go to Horqin to recruit Mongolian cavalry.
The next day, the King of Liao looked confused and was summoned by the eunuchs in the palace. He rode a carriage and left the summer resort directly.
At noon, we gathered at a boundary.
Changping Prefecture.
Yuhe Horse Farm.
Since this place is adjacent to the Yu River, the water and soil are fertile. Although it is a bit desolate, it is suitable for pasture and other things.
Looking at the horse farm in front of him, King Liao was a little curious and helpless at the same time.
Good guy, we were just talking about breeding yesterday, and today we were taken to the horse farm. It’s really too fast!
"Your Majesty, lunch is ready. Why don't you enjoy it first?"
"Father hasn't arrived yet?"
King Liao squinted his eyes and said, "Let's wait until our father arrives."
"Well, Your Majesty has spoken, let you use it first."
The eunuch said softly: "Your Majesty will not arrive until another hour or two."
The King of Liao was speechless and could only go and enjoy the food.
As a son and a prince, he had no right to complain.
As the sun set in the west, the emperor's carriage slowly arrived.
King Liao had been waiting for most of the afternoon, and the impatience on his face was visible to the naked eye.
But as soon as the emperor arrived, he immediately smiled.
"Arrived quite early."
Zhu Yixi glanced at the King of Liao, without any embarrassment on her face, said something, and walked straight in.
Last night, I got lost in my thoughts and accidentally slept too much, which delayed my plan.
However, isn’t it normal for a son to wait for me?
The guards opened the way, the emperor was in the middle, and the king of Liao accompanied him.
"This horse farm covers an area of about 3,000 acres, is planted with a large amount of alfalfa (also known as clover, introduced from the Silk Road during the Western Han Dynasty), and raises thousands of horses."
The emperor mounted his horse and explained casually: "I came here specifically for breeding."
The King of Liao also mounted his horse and followed closely behind.
The two came to an open area and saw horses grazing with their heads down.
Most of its hair is black, brown, yellow and red, and the hair is luxuriant, especially the four long legs, which are half a head taller than the Mongolian horse.
Its shoulder height reaches about five feet.
More than four inches taller than Mongolia.
The difference may seem small, but the power of charging on the battlefield is huge.
Long legs mean that you can run fast, carry a large load, and can better undertake long-distance raids.
"I brought these horses from Xiyi. There are hundreds of them here every year, and they are constantly bred and optimized."
"But the Xiyima alone is not enough."
The emperor said softly: "I need to let Mongolian horses, Hexi horses, Persian horses, and your blood-stained horses work together to breed truly fine breeds."
"Fortunately, your Liao Kingdom is very close to Persia, so you can easily get Persian horses (Arabian horses)."
"My son, how dare you not serve me?"
The father and son kept strolling around the breeding horse, enjoying the rare father-son time.
In fact, in Zhu Yixi's heart, real thoroughbred horses must be based on Mongolian horses.
In other words, the stallion is useless, and the mare must be a Mongolian horse.
In addition to the large number of Mongolian horses, the more important reason is that Mongolian horses are easy to feed, have good appetites and have sufficient endurance.
A war horse that is easy to maintain and has low feed costs is much better than a flashy noble horse.
Only by making a living can it be truly popularized.
In the 19th century, Alexander II bred Don horses on the Don River based on Mongolian horses and Sweat Horses, and then there were the Cossack cavalry.
Otherwise, those European war horses would not be able to cross Siberia.
Japan's Ocean Horse back then was also based on the Mongolian horse.
Based on Mongolian horses, a large number of other horses were mixed in to breed the thoroughbred horses belonging to the Ming Dynasty.
So far, the horse breeding project has not produced any outstanding results.
Because Arabian horses are difficult to obtain, the horses most obtained by horse farms are Friesian horses, which come from the Netherlands.
Its horses were mostly used as cavalry war horses in the Middle Ages. In a sense, they are also superior horses.
After training, these horses were quite tall, reaching 1.55 meters, but they were not very cold-tolerant, and even less heat-resistant.
Only suitable for life in temperate zones like Europe.
Horse breeders bluntly say that this kind of horse is only suitable for living north of the Yangtze River and south of the Great Wall, otherwise it will easily get sick.
It's nothing more than this.
It can even be considered a failure.
But the horse also has some advantages. It is durable and has a large load, so it can be used as a draft horse.
In this way, the emperor was very eager for Persian horses and sweat-blooded horses.
Both types of horses live in Central Asia and have excellent drought tolerance. Then inherit the ease of raising of Mongolian horses and the cold resistance of Northeastern horses. Wouldn’t it be perfect?
In the past, the distance was too far and a few horses were useless.
Now I have got what I wanted.
After resting for a night at the racecourse, the emperor left with the King of Liao.
The two were riding in a carriage together.
"From today onwards, you should report to Taipu Temple!"
"Ah?" King Liao was stunned: "Father?"
"Go to Taipu Temple for some experience, and catch up on the breeding thing by the way."
"Besides, if you are going to join the Liao Kingdom in the future, don't you know much about Ma Ke?"
The emperor did not allow him to explain and said directly.
"Father, can I take a leave first and go to the Chahar Naadam Conference?"
"Go for it!"
The emperor waved his hand, what does this trivial matter mean?
Seeing the emperor's attitude, the King of Liao wanted to continue speaking, but when he saw a hint of joking in the corner of the emperor's mouth, he immediately stopped.
The emperor couldn't help him if he pushed further.
"No matter what happens, I have to go to the Northeast before winter."
He made up his mind.
Shortly after returning to the capital, the King of Liao flatly rejected his inner plan of visiting the brothel and boarded the Huang Mansion with gifts.
The residence of Huang Zongxi, the minister of Taipu Temple.
Facing the visit of the King of Liao, Huang Zhai naturally opened the middle door, and the whole family went out to welcome him in person.
The King of Liao spoke politely and was then welcomed into the main hall.
The elegant hall is full of bookish atmosphere.
The King of Liao felt a little uncomfortable when he smelled the smell. He moved his buttocks and said, "It's really presumptuous to come to visit today."
With that, he explained that he was going to Taipu Temple.
"Your Majesty, are you here to practice?"
"No, he is responsible for breeding." The King of Liao said awkwardly: "It is difficult to disobey the emperor's order. Wait until tomorrow, and Qing Qing (the nickname of Taipusiqing) will know about it."
"In this case, I have something to say first." Huang Zongxi nodded slightly: "Your Majesty, you must listen to your superior's words for one day in Taipu Temple, do your paws on time, and you must not mess around, let alone do anything about looking for flowers or willows."