In order to house this group of wild horses, these people of the Holy Roman Empire really took great pains to buy a large vacant land outside Nanjing and built a horse farm on this vacant land. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A thousand wild horses, all arranged by Jones in this horse farm.

Accompanied by Jones and a few subordinates, Zhu Song and his party thought about the racecourse outside Nanjing.

In just half an hour, everyone had already arrived at the horse farm outside the city.

From a distance, you can see that the large horse farm has been fenced off by logs, on the east side is a group of buildings, which seem to be used for habitation, and on the south side are rows of stables.

From afar, everywhere is black or brown or white or red...... Horses of different colors, strong limbs, and long skulls are close to the ground, and you can hear the sound of horses neighing in the sky.

A group of about 20 people drove their horses towards the gate of the racecourse.

Seeing these more than 20 people coming with billowing smoke and dust, several foreign knights dressed in obvious Western-style armor and thin swords at their waists and hips walked over, pointed at the long swords in their hands, stopped in front of everyone, and said loudly: "This is a private horse farm, outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission!" Please step back immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for being unkind! ”

These foreign knights were all soldiers of the crusaders of the Holy Roman Empire, and although they saw that many of them were of the same kind, they did not recognize people, regardless of who you were!

"Foreign envoy, I can't see it, your defense is quite tight!" Zhu Song, who was riding on a horse, turned his head to look at Jones and said, "Seeing you, the supreme official of the Holy Roman Empire in the Ming Dynasty, they didn't even get out of the way!" ”

"His Royal Highness King Han praises falsely!" Jones said politely, took a token from his bosom and threw it over.

The knight at the front stretched out his hand to take the token, and saw a divine eagle carved on the ground, and after carefully distinguishing it, he dismounted and bowed down and said, "The little one has seen the Earl!" ”

Jones waved his hand and said, "These two are His Royal Highness the King of Han and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"Wait a minute, Lord Earl, and the little one will go and report to the Berkeley farm owner." The knight respectfully spoke of the token in his hand, handed it back to Ju Jones with both hands, and commanded one of the horsemen to gallop towards the horse farm.

Not long after, a middle-aged Western European, dressed in a red beard, with a hooked nose on a white face, and deep-set green eyes, rode a maroon wild horse towards this direction.

When they saw Zhu Song and Zhu Gaochi, the Ming Dynasty, the Western Europeans were obviously stunned.

To be honest, he doesn't know these two people, although this goods have been in Daming for a while, but most of the time he is on the go, and he rarely has time to stay in Nanjing City, and it is normal not to know the two of them.

But it had nothing to do with him at the moment, and the Western Europeans came straight to Jones on their horses and bowed to Jones: "Berkeley, the owner of the racecourse, has seen Lord Earl Caesar, and I don't know what the Earl is doing here?" ”

Caesar, this Jones's surname is Caesar, and this thing is still famous!

Jones returned the salute to Berkeley and said, "Berkeley farmmaster, I haven't seen you for many days, how are you doing?" By the way, let me introduce to you, these two are His Royal Highness the King of Han and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty. Benjue came with the two highnesses this time to choose a few wild horses from our horse farm! ”

How many mustangs to pick? How many wild horses can you choose? Didn't you say come and take a look?

Zhu Gaochi was a little confused, is this a bribe for them? But that's too much to look down on them, isn't it? Could it be that the two noble people of the Ming Dynasty are only worth a few war horses?

Berkeley was visibly startled when he heard Jones's words, and he began to take a closer look at the two people in front of him.

These two, although they are just wearing civilian clothes, but there is an indescribable temperament in their eyes, no wonder these two people are accompanied by Count Caesar himself, and their feelings are one of the most noble royal families in the Ming Dynasty.

Berkeley hurriedly dismounted, came to the two of them and saluted, and said, "Berkeley has saluted the two highnesses." ”

"The owner of the farm, please be even, this king heard that you have entered a batch of Dutch wild horses, and he is very curious, so he asked Jones, the messenger of your country, to bring this king and others to the horse farm to have a look, and take a look, but it is troublesome to the Berkeley owner."

Although Zhu Song said this politely, he was taken aback in Berkeley's ears, and hurriedly saluted Zhu Song again, saying, "His Royal Highness King Han is polite, the little one will not let you and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince return disappointed." ”

"Alright, Berkeley, let's go in and have a look." Jones didn't seem to see Berkeley being courteous here, and urged again and again: "Berkeley, don't hide and get rid of all those good horses." ”

"Don't worry, Lord Earl, the little ones won't be hidden!" As Berkeley spoke, he led the group in the direction of the stables, "You see, these wild horses are carefully bred by the Dutch side. ”

Seeing Zhu Song and Zhu Gaosui put their eyes on the war horse in the stable, Berkeley's eyes rolled and said: "If you want to say that this war horse, your country's Mongolian horses are indeed good, but our Dutch wild horses are not so much wild horses, but they are actually in captivity." Because these wild horses are mated with wild horses in captivity. ”

"Then where are you a wild horse, it's clearly a captive horse!" Zhu Gaochi said with a little doubt: "Besides, although the wild horse is full of wildness, it is better than endurance and speed. You look quite strong from the outside, I don't know how endurance, strength and speed are? It won't be the same as the captive one, right? ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't know, this batch of war horses, we have been cultivated for several generations, and they are the best of the best, and until now, they are many times stronger than the original wild horses!"

Berkeley said this as he led Zhu Song and Zhu Gaochi through the stables.

Zhu Song looked at the wild horses, holding their ears, shaking their huge hooves, and snorting from time to time, even the horse's eyes revealed a trace of wildness, and it seemed that there was really the blood of wild horses.

Zhu Gaochi has not been on the battlefield much, but he still knows how to recognize horses.

Seeing these horses, Zhu Gaochi also nodded secretly in his heart, he often heard his father say when he was a child, when the Ming Dynasty and the former Yuan Dynasty were fighting, the Mongolian war horses far exceeded the war horses of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, when the Ming Dynasty was at war with the Yuan Dynasty, he was particularly concerned about the capture of the Mongolian cavalry and the capture of the Mongolian war horses, and even took the initiative to contact the decadent nobles of the Yuan Dynasty in exchange for gold and silver.

If the Ming Dynasty at that time had such a wild horse as a war horse, I am afraid that the Ming Dynasty would have been able to establish it many years earlier, and his imperial grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang would have been able to be the emperor for a few more years.

Berkeley is a man who is good at drilling camps, observing words and feelings, and Zhu Song and his group, while strolling in the stables, they are also constantly introducing the characteristics of various horses in the stables, such as a few treasures:

"Two highnesses, this batch of two hundred horses, is the twentieth generation of wild horses, you see this batch of horses are all black manes, strong limbs, its speed is like the wind, running like a black evil, quite imposing! This kind of horse, if it is used as a war horse on the battlefield, is enough to take the lead and break the enemy's momentum. ”

"Look at this horse, it's quite a miracle." Zhu Gaosui tried to touch the mane under the neck of a horse, and said: "The mane is black and shiny, silky, and this kind of feel is the same as that of a Mongolian horse." ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, if you want to test ride, I suggest you choose this one!"

Seeing that Zhu Gaochi seemed to be a little moved, Berkeley stopped for a moment in front of a horse that was as black as ink, and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, this horse is called Zijue, although it is a little smaller in size than other wild horses in the twentieth generation, but the speed of Zijue can be said to be the fastest among the twenty generations of wild horses. ”

"Prince, how is it, do you want to try riding one?" Zhu Song turned his head and glanced at Zhu Gaochi and asked.

"Let's see." Zhu Gaochi shook his head and said, "Besides, my nephew's size is not suitable for this kind of short horse, so let's find a taller one......

Zhu Song showed an expression on his face, and said, "Berkeley farmmaster, you also heard the prince's words, don't just let us see this, introduce some tall horses to this king." ”

"It's easy to say, many of the other wild horse breeds are tall, you come this way!" Berkeley's footsteps suddenly quickened, and he led the group straight to the southernmost part of the south stable.

When they arrived here, Berkeley began to introduce some high-headed horses to Zhu Song and them, but when he heard these sycophants introduced by Berkeley, Zhu Gaochi didn't care, but continued to walk forward.

Jones doesn't seem to talk much since he entered the racecourse, but Zhu Song hasn't forgotten him, and while visiting the stables, he has been holding on to this thing.

Jones seemed to be a little wary of Zhu Song, and began to deliberately dodge when he spoke.

……

In this way, after about thirty feet along the southernmost stable, Berkeley began to sweat, and at the same time muttered to himself:

This His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is too difficult to serve, you said that you don't like short horses, I will introduce you to tall horses, but there are so many introductions, you can't even look down on one, isn't this intention?

"Your Highness, tell me what kind of horse you want!" The tall horses here are about to turn around, and King Han and the prince still haven't found anything, this is because he has to get out of his family!

"Forget it, you can just pick two wild horses for this prince to breed in the twentieth generation, at least they have enough stamina and docile temperament, aren't they? Just pull the carriage for Prince Ben! Zhu Gaochi smiled and said, "As for Uncle Songhuang......

When he said this, Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Song.

Zhu Song understood and said: "Berkeley owner, to be honest, the king can't look down on any of the horses in your stables!" When the king first came to your horse farm, he saw that there were so many horses galloping on the racetrack, and the horse at the front was strong, with elegant lines and a red mane. ”

"This ......" Berkeley was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly and said, "His Royal Highness King Han, it's not that it's a little stingy, but that horse is as fierce as fire and difficult to tame. There are many good trainers in the small horse farm, but the trainers are all suffering under the hooves of this horse, you ......"

When he said this, Berkeley stopped talking, after all, this is His Royal Highness the King of Han in the Ming Dynasty, in the Ming Dynasty, he is above 10,000 people under one person, if he really gives this horse to the King of Han, if something happens to the King of Han because of this horse in the future, it will not only be his bad luck, but also the Holy Roman Empire.

Besides, who knows if this His Royal Highness King Han is a master with low eyes, instead of finding a fierce horse for King Han, it is better to give him a horse that has already been adjusted. Teach a good horse, at least safe, isn't it?

"This king is not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Zhu Song smiled and said, "You just take this king directly." ”

I thought that this King Han had never chosen horses, and he should be easy to talk to, but now that he looks at it, it is not like that at all, and it is even worse than His Royal Highness the Prince!

However, he couldn't afford to offend the one in front of him, and the wry smile on his face did not disappear, and said: "His Royal Highness King Han, this fire dragon horse is not a Dutch wild horse, it came by itself." At first, the little one was ecstatic at its arrival, after all, its abilities far surpassed those of this group of Dutch mustangs. But ......"

"Ben Jue, come on." Jones said: "But this horse is too strong, not only the horse trainer of the horse farm, but even the best horse trainer in Yingtianfu and even Beiping Mansion, we have invited it, but there is still no way to take it, and several horse trainers were almost kicked by it to vomit blood and die." ”

"So ruthless?" Zhu Song's eyes widened, and he said, "This is good, this king likes this kind of horse the most!" ”

"Lord Wang, Benjue doesn't recommend that you choose this fire dragon pony." Jones continued: "After all, this horse ......"

Zhu Song said angrily: "Okay, don't sing a harmony here either, it's clear that I'm afraid that this king will make a mistake when he tames this horse, and it will affect you." ”

The two were exposed by Zhu Song, Jones stopped talking, but Berkeley, who was just a businessman with an official petty official position in the Holy Roman Empire, he was terrible to death, and hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Your Royal Highness King Han, don't be embarrassed about the small one, if something goes wrong here in the small one, not only the small one will die, but the whole small one will be wiped out by the monarch of my Holy Roman Empire."

As for it? It's just taming a horse!

Shaking his head a little speechlessly, Zhu Song said to Berkeley: "You just put your heart in your stomach steadfastly, this king is not a weak scholar who has no power to restrain his chicken." ”

Well, this time Berkeley had no choice, and with a look of helplessness on his face, he slowly paced towards the racetrack outside.