"Is this the horse you bought?" Bai Qi patted the back of the black horse, not particularly sturdy, but the muscles were well-defined: "For one coin, it's indeed quite good."
He was also somewhat embarrassed in his heart.
Despite being the mighty Lord of Wu'an, with the highest-ranking and powerful title of Da Liang Zao, he couldn't be considered wealthy. He held a military position, which didn't have the same lucrative benefits as a civil position.
Plus, the one who managed the money at home was Wei Lan, and Bai Qi's own private savings were really limited. Taking out five coins to buy a horse for Gu Nan was already a significant expense.
Actually, it was entirely Bai Qi's own fault. If he had told Wei Lan that he wanted to buy a horse for Gu Nan, Wei Lan wouldn't have disagreed.
He had thought that it was just for Gu Nan to use temporarily, to learn horsemanship first, and then to get her a better one after a while.
But Gu Nan's purchase of this horse for one coin was indeed unexpected.
This horse didn't look like the ordinary Mongolian horses, which were short and chubby. It looked very fit, not to mention the excellent distribution of muscles, making it a fine steed. It was just that it hadn't been well-fed for a long time and was somewhat malnourished, but this could be adjusted back.
In his opinion, although this horse was good, it was just good, not an extraordinary horse, and it was a bit lacking for his disciple.
Gu Nan leaned against the wall: "Master, the sword I was told to buy is also back. Do I still need to learn swordsmanship? Let's skip that; I think a spear is enough."
He played with the bronze sword in his hand, just a very ordinary sword from the Qin state.
It has to be said that the sword-casting level of the Qin state was indeed far ahead of other countries.
The length of bronze swords from other countries was about 50-60 centimeters, at most no more than 70 centimeters. But the Qin state's sword-casting technique could make bronze swords up to 80 centimeters or even 90 centimeters, with the longest close to 95 centimeters.
This way, in battles between two armies, the Qin soldiers' bronze swords could always reach the enemy first, greatly enhancing the combat effectiveness of the army.
"Snap."
Bai Qi knocked on Gu Nan's forehead: "What do you mean by 'let's skip that'? Swordsmanship is a powerful tool for close combat. Your spear may be dominant on horseback, but it may not be as effective in infantry combat."
"Ouch." The force of Bai Qi was not small, and it hurt Gu Nan to gasp: "I know, I know, an inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous. I'll learn it, no need for violence."
"An inch longer is an inch stronger..." Bai Qi muttered Gu Nan's words again, his eyes brightened, and he said with a smile: "Not bad, although your two sentences are simple, they summarize all kinds of weapons and are even insightful."
He looked at Gu Nan and sighed: "It's a pity that you are too lazy, and such talent is wasted by you, girl, it's a real waste."
"Yes, yes, you're right in your criticism." Knowing Bai Qi's character well, Gu Nan knew that if he still argued now, he would inevitably be educated, so he could only hypocritically agree: "So, Master, when do we start practicing horsemanship and swordsmanship?"
"Tomorrow." Seeing Gu Nan's careless appearance, Bai Qi helplessly snorted coldly: "I still have to lower my old face to find two teachers for you."
After that, he turned his head and looked at the horse: "This horse is yours from now on, how about it, do you want to give it a name?"
Gu Nan's gaze met with the black horse, and the scar on the horse's face was still ferocious.
After thinking for a long time, Gu Nan's eyes suddenly brightened, seemingly thinking of a particularly good name, and said seriously: "Just call it Gou Dan."
"Snap." The black horse almost sat on the ground with a weak leg.
Bai Qi's face also turned pale, looking like he wanted to say something but stopped. Although he couldn't打击 Gu Nan's enthusiasm, if people knew that his disciple Bai Qi's mount was called Gou Dan, where would his old face be placed.
Looking at Gu Nan, who was complacent, the black horse directly kicked a hoof on the ground, raising a piece of mud that hit Gu Nan.
"Wow, you bad horse, I have to return it."
Bai Qi, on the contrary, looked at the black horse with a hint of approval: "Not bad, this horse is quite human-like, I underestimated it."
He took the opportunity to say: "Nan'er, look at this horse, it seems to dislike the name, why don't you change it?" It can't be called Gou Dan anyway.
The next day
"Lord Wu'an." In the main hall of Lord Wu'an's mansion, a young man walked into the hall and paid homage.
Inside the hall, two old men were exchanging pleasantries, one of whom was Bai Qi. The other was dressed in a white cloth robe, with an ancient sword beside him, giving a mysterious feeling.
The young man was taken aback and asked, "Who is this?"
"Well, you're here so soon, I thought you would be a bit later." Bai Qi looked at the young man in front of him, with a trace of relief in his eyes, pointing to the old man beside him: "This is an old friend of mine, you can call him Old Ghost."
Now the whole Qin state can only have two young people treated like this by Bai Qi. One is his disciple he accepted these days, and the other is the young man in front of him. He had mentioned this person to King Zhaoxiang many times, but Zhaoxiang never used him.
Old Ghost...
Wang Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead, bowed, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Ghost is good."
"Hmm." The old man looked at Wang Jian with approval, nodding slightly as a greeting.
At this time, if Gu Nan were in the hall, he would probably be very depressed.
She didn't want to get too close to Wang Jian, a great general in the future, otherwise, she might be involved in many things.
They are fine, but her little arms and legs can't stand the toss.
She couldn't imagine that Wang Jian, whom she just met on the street yesterday, actually came to the mansion today.
"Sit down." Bai Qi pointed to another place in front of him with a smile.
Wang Jian knew Bai Qi's character well and didn't care about the common etiquette between superiors and inferiors. He thanked him, bowed to the other old man, and sat down.
"It's not a big deal either." Looking at Wang Jian, Bai Qi stroked his beard and said, "I recently accepted a student, do you know?"
"Ah, this matter has been spread among the adults. They all say that the recent Lord Wu'an is always full of spring breeze, thinking that it must be an extremely smart disciple."
"Haha, it's okay." Bai Qi waved his hand with a smile: "It's not me boasting, if my disciple grows up, he will be another great general, and he may not be worse than me."
Wang Jian looked at Bai Qi's appearance, and a smile appeared on his usually stern face. He hadn't seen Bai Qi laugh like this for a long time.
Bai Qi wouldn't talk nonsense. Since he said so, it means that person has the ability.
After all, he was still young and vigorous, and Wang Jian immediately had the idea of competing with that person.
The old man in the white robe picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip: "What you say is one thing. If she gives me enough surprises, I will teach her some swordsmanship."
Bai Qi's eyes brightened. If it weren't for this old ghost coming to Xianyang City today to take a child he liked as a disciple, he might not have been able to invite him to the mansion.
To get this old man to agree to teach the disciple had taken him half a morning's persuasion: "Old friend, we have agreed. It's not easy to invite you here today. Don't use that set of vertical and horizontal stuff to fool me later."
"Hum." The old man snorted lightly: "Do you think I'm you?"
After drinking some tea, Bai Qi continued: "Okay, let's talk about the real matter. Xiao Jian, I asked you to come today, actually, I want you to help me teach that child horsemanship. And this gentleman is responsible for teaching swordsmanship."
"I was originally going to teach it myself, but after all, I