Wei Guan shouted a pity, this is a haode tea, and it is hard to find a thousand gold, but I didn't expect Jia Rong to drink it so confused.

Looking at Wei Guan's expression, Jia Rong also realized that he was too good at tasting tea, so he drank it as a daze; In the future era, how can I have the opportunity to contact these, so talking about drinking tea to Jia Rong is equivalent to playing the piano to a cow.

Although the flesh hurts, Wei Guan is not angry because of this "little money", but he feels that it is a pity to waste this haode fragrant tea, and said to Jia Rong with a smile: "Okay, I will call you Zhiyuan in the future." ”

At this time, Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan with a shameful face and said, "Rong is a vulgar person, please forgive the head of the family." ”

Wei Guan didn't embarrass Jia Rong either, and asked: "Zhiyuan is a person in the army, with a rough temperament, and it is also reasonable, we met in Xiliang that day, and I don't know why he appeared in Hedong?" ”

Jia Rong replied truthfully: "Rong is under the command of General Dong, and he is stationed in Hedong with the general. ”

Wei Guan seemed to have been confirmed, and immediately pointed at Jia Rong in surprise and said, "Could it be that you are Jia Rong and Jia Zhiyuan who burned the Changshe?" ”

Jia Rong was embarrassed for a while, thinking that he had faded out of the Han Court's field of vision, but he didn't expect that even Wei Guan, the head of the Wei family, knew about his own affairs, it seemed that things were not so simple, and hurriedly said: "It's Jia Rong." ”

Wei Guan happily hahadaxiao said: "Zhiyuan is a true hero, I was a little familiar with Zhiyuan's name just when I heard it, but I didn't expect you to be the Jia Rong who broke the yellow scarf." After saying that, there was another burst of daxiao.

Jia Rong said modestly: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, the head of the family doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Wei Guan waved his hand and said: "How can such a credit like Zhiyuan be not enough to worry about, Zhiyuan came to the cold house, it is really a blessing for my Wei family." ”

After that, Wei Guan's eyes showed a trace of elusive sadness.

But Jia Rong caught this information and said, "I don't know what the head of the family is sad about? ”

Wei Guan sighed and said, "Maybe in your eyes, the Wei family is a big family, and no one dares to mess with it." ”

Jia Rong nodded, affirming Wei Guan's statement.

"But Shinong industry and commerce, the identity of a businessman is the most humble, my Wei family has been in business for generations, although it is quite powerful, but it is difficult to change the lowly identity of a businessman, so that my second son gave up business and followed literature, and now worships under Master Cai." After speaking, Wei Guan's eyes showed a hint of joy, as if he was happy for his second son.

Jia Rong asked, "I don't know who Master Cai is?" ”

Wei Guan looked at Jia Rong with strange eyes and said, "Master Cai is the current great Confucian Cai Yong. ”

Jia Rong immediately realized that it was Cai Yong, no wonder Wei Guan mentioned that his second son worshiped Cai Yong's door, and there was a look of pride in his eyes.

As if to prove something, Jia Rong then asked, "Who is the second son of the head of the family?" ”

Wei Guan said truthfully: "The second son's surname is Wei Ningzi Zhongdao, and he is now in Luoyang. ”

Jia Rong nodded silently, Wei Zhongdao is the husband of the four beauties Cai Wenji, but it seems that this son does not live long, and he died not long after he got married, he is a typical tragic character.

"It's a pity that my eldest son, when I passed through Xiliang on business, I was robbed by horse thieves, and my eldest son died under the knife of the horse thief in order to protect me." After Wei Guan finished speaking, he took the fragrant tea in the cup and drank it all.

Jia Rong suddenly thought in his heart, no wonder he saw Wei Guan walking in Xiliang so embarrassed, with the power of the Wei family, how could it not be like this, it turned out that there was still this kind of thing.

Wei Guan drank the fragrant tea in the cup in one go, seemed to be in a much better mood, and said, "Let Zhi Yuanjian smile." ”

Jia Rong said: "I can understand the mood of the head of the family, but the head of the family should not be too sad, the deceased has passed away, and people always have to look forward." ”

"People always have to look at money, people always have to look at money..."Wei Guan muttered.

Poor Jia Rong didn't know that Wei Guan had misunderstood what he meant.

Suddenly, a trace of essence flashed in Wei Guan's eyes, he felt that Jia Rong's words were too classic, Wei Guan is a businessman, naturally heavy profits, but Jia Rong's words are said to be the goal of the businessman's efforts, and even what Jia Rong said is really wonderful, summing up the direction of the businessman's life.

Wei Guan thought about Jia Rong, who looked at him in a daze, and said: "I don't know what Zhiyuan wants, as long as I can do it, I will definitely respond to my request." Since he can say that people look at money, they must also be people who value profit, Wei Guan thought.

Although Wei Guan is a businessman, he is still very sincere in the face of his former life-saving benefactor, even if Jia Rong asks for ten thousand gold, Wei Guan will not feel excessive.

Jia Rong shook his head and said, "I didn't save the family master for anything in return, and I won't ask for anything in return now." ”

Wei Guan nodded approvingly and said, "Zhiyuan is really a big husband." ”

"My Wei family is quite powerful in the DPRK, and Zhiyuan needs help if he has anything, just say it bluntly." Wei Guan continued. Jia Rong did not receive a reward from the imperial court this time, and Wei Guan still understands something.

Jia Rong nodded and said nothing.

At the banquet, Wei Guan also toasted to Jia Rong, Jia Rong was not afraid of coming, and when he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he was most afraid of drinking, and he felt that the wine of the Han Dynasty tasted like the beer of his time, and he didn't feel anything after drinking.

Wei Guan was very happy today, and he drank a little too much, as soon as he got drunk, he said more, Wei Guan drove away the maid beside him, and said mysteriously to Jia Rongshen: "Zhiyuan, do you know my Wei family?" ”

Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan in confusion and said, "I don't know." ”

Wei Guan said: "Actually, my Wei family is the descendant of Empress Wei Zifu and the general Wei Qing. After speaking, Wei Guan's face showed a trace of indescribable pride.

Jia Rong suddenly became interested, Wei Qing's descendant, Wei Qing is one of the ancient generals he admires the most, how could Jia Rong miss this news, and asked Wei Guan about Wei Qing's deeds one by one, the records in the history books are not comprehensive and detailed, can the history books still record how many times Wei Qing went to the toilet?

Wei Guan also proudly told Jia Rong everything he knew.

It turned out that the Wei family was a branch of the general Wei Qing family, but now the Wei family has always been in business.

As if to show off, Wei Guan looked left and right, and said in Jia Rong's ear: "Zhiyuan, I still have a sword left by my ancestors at home. ”

A sentence immediately attracted Jia Rong, the favorite of the people in the army was not those gold and silver jewelry, but the magic weapons, Jia Rong asked in an excited and low voice: "Is it left by General Wei?" ”

Wei Guan nodded affirmatively and said in Jia Rong's ear: "It is definitely the ancestor's portable sword." ”

Jia Rong was overjoyed and said, "Can you take a look?" ”

Wei Guan's face showed an embarrassed look, after all, the family heirloom treasure didn't want to be known to outsiders, but he drank a little too much today, and he was excited for a while.

Seeing Wei Guan's expression, Jia Rong said: "The head of the family doesn't have to be embarrassed, if there is any inconvenience, it is okay not to watch." ”

The corners of Wei Guan's mouth moved a few times, and then said, "Zhiyuan, come with me." ”

Then, Wei Guan repeatedly confirmed that there was no one left and right, and then led Jia Rong to walk out.

Jia Rong followed Wei Guan all the way, and Wei Guan was like the most thief, constantly looking around, for fear that someone would follow him, and finally came to his destination.

Looking at the top of the door, it turned out to be the back hall.

Wei Guan walked to the side of a vase and twisted it, only to see that the originally flat wall was slowly cracking out a door, allowing one person to pass through.

Jia Rong was amazed, this is the legendary mechanism, and inside is the secret room? This is the first time I've seen a darkroom.

Wei Guan blew up a fire fold and walked inward, Jia Rong following closely behind.

After the tea, the two came to the innermost part of the secret room.

Wei Guan lit the surrounding lights and extinguished the fire, and with the help of the surrounding lights, Jia Rong saw Wei Guan caressing a vermilion lacquer box on the table in the secret room, as if a mother was caressing her child.

Jia Rong stepped forward and said to Wei Guan, who was full of feelings, "Family master, where is the sword?" ”

Hearing Jia Rong's words, Wei Guan stopped stroking and slowly opened the long vermilion lacquer box.

Inside the box lay quietly a long sword about one meter long, with a simple hilt, and some patterns that Jia Rong did not recognize were engraved on the hilt; Jia Rong felt that the only surprise of this sword was the murderous aura that this sword faintly revealed, an invincible momentum, as if as long as this sword was in hand, no one in the world would be an opponent anymore.

With just one glance, Jia Rong completely fell in love with this sword.

Without Wei Guan's permission, he took the sword out of the box, drew the sword out of its sheath, and saw a flash of blue light.

The sword body of the sword was glowing with blue light, and Jia Rong carefully found that the blue light of the sword showed a faint dark red, which was definitely a sharp weapon that had drunk the blood of thousands of people.

Jia Rong gently stroked the sword body and felt the sword in his hand, as if to prove the sharpness of the sword, Jia Rong's hand was cut by the sword, and the blood flowed.

Although his hand was quite painful, Jia Rong still couldn't put it down and waved the sword in his hand repeatedly, dancing with a tiger and a tiger, although there was no move at all, but listening to the momentum of the sword, Jia Rong showed a satisfied look.

After a long time, Jia Rong saw Wei Guan with a bitter face next to him and asked, "I don't know if this sword has a name?" ”

Wei Guan pointed to the two small characters under the hilt of the sword to Jia Rong, Jia Rong looked at the two small characters, his scalp was numb, although he had been in the Eastern Han Dynasty for more than two years, but for the words of the Han Dynasty, there were still a lot of things he didn't understand, among those two words, Jia Rong only recognized the first word, the word "green".

Jia Rong asked repeatedly: "Family master, I don't know much about reading, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed." ”

Wei Guan said with a straight face: "The name of the sword is Qingyu, which was given by the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to reward the ancestors for breaking the Huns, and has always been worn by the ancestors. ”

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