Chapter 770: A Nightmare on the Prairie
Six miles is equivalent to three thousand meters, which is the Arabian horse's best middle distance racing, and no horse has been able to challenge the dominance of the Arabian horse before the birth of the thoroughbred. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After winning the championship, the big dark horse raised his head high, neighed triumphantly, and trotted along the track with vigorous steps, as if to tell everyone that he had won.
The eyes of the audience fell on the big black horse of the divine horse, and everyone had misty eyes, almost nymphomaniac, admiring this tall and swift horse. Including Zheno, they all showed an obsessed expression, muttering to themselves, not knowing what to say.
The knight was very careful, he knew that the Arabian horse grew up in the hot desert, and although it was very adaptable, he did not dare to slack off. What's more, after running for 3,000 meters, the horse is covered in sweat, and if it is blown by the cold wind, who knows what will happen.
He lay down in the ear of the black horse, carefully communicated, and finally moved the ancestor, strode forward, reluctantly, and left the arena, in the special stable, there is a stove, clean water, good forage, and special care, to ensure that he is more careful than treating children.
The dark horse left people with a shining tall back, even after leaving the arena, there are countless people who stretch their necks and are reluctant to take their eyes away.
In contrast, Zaben was more pitiful, because he rushed too hard in the first half of the race, coupled with his mental trance, he was overtaken by a private horse from Yansui Town, and he ranked fourth, which became a joke in the field.
It turns out that the Arabian horse is not only strong in size, but also unrivaled in speed, comparable to the legendary horse.
The pursuit of faster and stronger is the instinct of any man.
"I really want to raise a god horse, if I can ride it once, I will be willing to die!" A noble boy wrapped in a fox fur sighed wistfully.
"What do you think? Who can get such a precious thing except in the army? If you want to, I think the only way to join the army is to join the army, and Shen Dagongzi is willing to do it? ā
Shen Gongzi raised his eyebrows, he really had the heart to accept it, but he was not confused, he had been pampered for more than 20 years, so that he ran to the army to suffer just for riding a horse, and he couldn't pass this hurdle, and his family wouldn't agree.
At this moment, a few more young people came over, and in front of him was a very strong young man, in his early twenties, and he was full of energy.
Shen Gongzi suddenly came to his senses, "It's Brother Lei!" ā
He ran over in a few steps, grabbed the other party's arm, and kept shaking, full of a coquettish girl.
The goosebumps of "Brother Lei" fell to the ground, and he hurriedly shook his hand, "I said that the surname is Shen, Lao Tzu is not interested in you, hurry up and get out of the way!" ā
Shen Gongzi was made red-faced, "Brother Lei, junior brother didn't mean that, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" ā
"What's the misunderstanding? Last year, you bought two scholars outside without permission, and then Old Lady Shen found out and almost broke your dog's legs, don't think I don't know ......"
"Say no more!" Shen Gongzi hurriedly covered his mouth, "Brother Lei, we are also friends, don't expose it if you have nothing to do, okay?" ā
The people around them all looked weird, they didn't dare to laugh if they wanted to laugh, Shen Gongzi glared at them fiercely, and secretly scolded in his heart that they were all the way, pretending to be a good person!
He coughed twice, quietly pulled "Brother Lei" aside, and said in a low voice: "Brother Lei, I really have something to ask you, I heard that Ling Zun is a subordinate of Lord Tang, you have a good relationship, right?" ā
"Needless to say!" Brother Lei held his chest high and said with a smug smile: "Don't look at my father as an inspector of the salt and iron pond, but don't forget, this official was left by Lord Tang, and my father can have today, all because of Lord Tang." ā
"Oops, that's good!" Shen Gongzi laughed and said, "I heard that those divine horses were all brought by Lord Tang?" ā
"Well, that's right, the one responsible for escorting the war horse to Tianjin is the eldest brother of the Zhu family, our two families are fine!"
"That's even better!" Shen Gongzi rubbed his hands happily.
"Brother Lei, please, you must do the little brother a favor, help me say, as long as the little brother runs around on horseback, I will agree to any conditions."
The two of them muttered, and several noble sons from the southeast around heard it, and their eyes lit up, and they all came over. yelling for Brother Lei to help.
"Everyone, it's not that I'm not a friend enough, you also know that Lord Tang has strict military regulations, and no one can touch those war horses."
Shen Gongzi said angrily: "Brother Lei, I don't believe it, with your relationship, it can't be done?" ā
"My dad won't make it!" Brother Lei sighed: "To tell you the truth, I just went to find Master Wu Tiancheng, and he told me that now there are Jinyi Guards here, as well as Yu Dayou and Yu Boss Town, after the game is over, the war horse will be sent to the small station racecourse, and outsiders can't even touch it!" ā
When these noble sons heard this, they shook their heads one after another, and Shen Gongzi was even more like a frosted eggplant, wilting.
"Alas, beauties and famous horses are hard to find, and there is only one side in this life." He sighed, he was so loveless that he hung his head and was about to leave.
"Actually, it's not without opportunities." Brother Lei said in a low voice.
"I knew Brother Lei had a way!" Shen Gongzi turned his head and grabbed Brother Lei's arm, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and at this time, there were no less than twenty people from the southeast family who surrounded him, and they all stretched their necks and listened attentively.
"That's right." Brother Lei thought for a moment and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, Lord Tang is far-sighted, he said that the Han and Tang dynasties once introduced sweat and blood BMWs, but after several generations, they disappeared. Good horses are not easy to obtain, and it is even more difficult to continue the bloodline, so Lord Tang believes that he should not be complacent and limit good horses to the army and the court. He proposed the establishment of a horse racing association, and all members of the association could buy good horses from the horse farms of the imperial court. ā
"How much? I'm out! Shen Gongzi roared roughly.
Brother Lei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "There are a lot of rules, you can't buy it if you want to!" ā
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The first Arabian horses are not for sale, they are combined with local horses, but the offspring can be sold to private individuals, in order to become the owner of the foal, you need certain conditions, in short, you have money, you can afford to raise horses.
Raising a horse is not just about buying it at home, it also requires the best forage, as well as professional horse trainers, breeders, knights, and a wide horse farm for training.
It can be said that if you are not a wealthy family, you will not be able to play at all, and the Horse Racing Association will not sell it to you.
When a horse is bought, it has to fulfill many obligations, reproduce offspring, or die of old age, illness and registration. It was especially important that the imperial court could requisition horses for military use as needed.
Buying a horse and being regulated looks like a loss, but it's not.
Owning a good horse is undoubtedly a symbol of identity and status, and the rich businessmen in Jiangnan have everything, and what they lack is status. Joining the Horse Racing Association gives you the opportunity to make friends with dignitaries who also like horse racing, and expands your social circle.
With the expansion of horse racing, equestrian sports will definitely rise in the country, and when the time comes, raising horse racing horses will no longer be a matter of losing money, on the contrary, it will be fame and fortune.
In fact, the so-called military requisition is only a matter of one or two decades, and when the number of horses raised is increasing, the imperial court will no longer need to compete with the people. And as specialization grows, racehorses and military horses will go two different routes.
The value of the existence of horse racing is to retain the genes of high-quality horses and expand the population so that the horses do not deteriorate.
The benefits of this to the imperial court were even more obvious, and with the help of a large group of rich and horse-loving people, the problem of horse shortage could be quickly solved. Since the best stallions and mares were in the hands of the imperial court, it was possible to make a lot of money just by selling horses to the people, and the income from organizing horse races was enough to support the huge expenses of raising horses.
Besides, there are so many families involved, and the big guys are staring at it, if the court can't raise good horses, it will be drowned in saliva immediately, see who dares to ignore Ma Zheng!
This set of design is full of Tang style, simple punishment is not enough, but also driven by interests, as long as the interests of everyone are found, everything is logical......
Throughout the afternoon, every Arabian horse made an appearance, causing a sensation in the audience. There are literati who write poems, do not skimp on words, praise Arabian horses, and some people splash ink, record the majestic posture of galloping and jumping with a brush, and their hearts are fascinated.
As for Shen Gongzi, in addition to appreciating the horse race, they are still thinking about which Arabian horse to choose, the white horse is handsome and chic, the black horse is wild and domineering, and the red horse is magnificent...... What are you doing with that, anyway, one horse is raised, and ten horses are also raised, so it's a big deal to save all the money for eating, drinking, and having fun, and raise horses.
Three days passed, and as long as the Arabian horses appeared, there was no doubt about victory, and they conquered everyone with their super speed. Everywhere I went, cheers, screams, endlessly, everyone's blood was boiling, something that had been sleeping for a long time woke up, and the spirit of martial arts was returning quickly.
On the one hand, they are intoxicated and crazy, and on the other hand, the faces of the iron-backed Taiyoshi and others are darker than ever.
In the entire final, they won only seven of the twenty-five races, and without exception, none of the Arabian horses participated in any of the seven races, on the contrary, all the races in which the Arabian horses participated, all of them were lost.
Such a victory is better than not winning, which is equivalent to promoting the Arabian horse, telling everyone in the Ming Dynasty that the Mongolian horse can defeat all the existing war horses in the Ming Dynasty, but it cannot defeat the Arabian horse.
Ironback wasn't very smart, but he knew what was going to happen next.
The generals of the Nine Sides will go crazy, increase the number of Arab horses, take out all the resources, or in a few years, there will be powerful cavalry on the Nine Sides.
"It takes hundreds of years for fear to penetrate into people's hearts and occupy souls, but it only takes a moment for it to collapse." A red-robed monk stared at the furnace in front of him, and said in a deep voice, full of encouragement: "Iron-backed Taiji, you need a victory, otherwise those horses will become your magic obstacles, haunting you forever, like the evil ghosts of hell, you can't get rid of them." ā
It's not just an iron-backed magic barrier, it's a nightmare of the grassland, but the question is whether they have any hope of winning? (To be continued.) )