Watching the three young maids struggle to move the gold, Jia Yu could not help but laugh out loud. There were also one hundred bolts of silk, fine in texture and exquisite in pattern. Thinking that the women of the Jia Clan always took good care of him, Jia Yu instructed his servants to send a few bolts to each of the two mansions so that they might share in the joy.
The most eye-catching items, however, were the two Ferghana horses. They were exceptionally majestic and spirited, their coats as vibrant as fresh blood. The moment Jia She laid eyes on them, his eyes went wide, and he nearly drooled. He rubbed his hands together and said to Jia Yu in a fawning tone, "Well... Yuge, look at these two Ferghana horses of yours; they are so magnificent. Could you perhaps..."
Jia Yu understood Jia She’s intentions immediately and refused outright. "No. You are already at such an age, why would you be riding a Ferghana horse? These horses have fiery tempers; what would happen if you were to fall off? If you need to go out, it is better to sit securely in a carriage."
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