When it was distributed to Jiang Yu, Jia Rong took out 100,000 yuan, that is, ten taels of gold, and Jiang Yu excused himself: "Jiang Yu follows the general all his body, and it is useless to ask for these things outside his body, so the general will keep them on his behalf." ”

Jia Rong said: "Jiang Yu, if you go to the county town in front of you for dinner, will you need money?" Are you still following me and waiting for me to pay? Take it, go to the county town and take the money to play. ”

Jiang Yu took the money, the corners of his mouth moved, he didn't say anything more, and stood aside silently.

Everyone on this trip received a reward, and even those who resigned were prevaricated by Jia Rong for various reasons.

10,000 money, is a lot of money for these soldiers, enough to settle down, the Qiang soldiers in the cavalry looked at Jia Rong with not only respect but also moved, since they returned to Jia Rong, they have not been squeezed out by the Han soldiers, which they dare not ask for, and now Jia Rong gives them the same reward, and treats them as brothers, which makes them firm in their determination to follow Jia Rong with all their hearts.

The soldier's request is simple, there is a general who does not treat them as ants and treats all soldiers equally is worth their death, but it is such a simple request that stumps many people.

The gratitude of the soldiers could not wipe away Jia Rong's sadness for the deceased, and Jia Rong forced himself to leave this place that he was sad and missed without looking back.

As if to vent the unhappiness in his heart, Jia Rong rode first and galloped away.

A few days later, a group of more than 100 people passed through Wuwei County again, on the way, Jia Rong saw the barrenness of Xiliang, the word withering people's livelihood is not enough to describe the current situation of Xiliang, Xiliang as the front line of the war with the Qiang people for many years, bearing a lot of military rations, the burden of military service, and after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the Han Emperor raised taxes, which made the barren Xiliang even worse.

Looking at the majestic Wuwei County City in the distance, Jia Rong stopped his thoughts, slowed down his horse, and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Let's go, let's go into the city to rest for a day, and everyone can play to their heart's content." ”

The soldiers behind him screamed excitedly, staying in the army for a long time, these soldiers had long wanted to go out to play, and they had never had a chance.

Jia Rong made an appointment with the soldiers at a time and place for the meeting, and repeatedly instructed the soldiers not to make trouble in the city, and to pay for food or anything before letting them leave.

He especially instructed those Qiang cavalry to be more honest in the city, although Jia Rong didn't care that they were aliens, but someone must care.

Guo Yan, Jiang Yu, and Li Shun followed Jia Rong's side, and the others basically walked towards the city in groups of three or five.

Approaching the city gate of Wuwei County, Jia Rong didn't dare to ride his horse like Chuang Hechi County, so he obediently dismounted and walked towards the city gate.

Near noon, there were not many people entering and leaving the city gate, and soon Jia Rong and Guo Yan were coming.

The soldiers guarding the city gate interrogated for a long time before letting Jia Rong and the four of them in, and they did not dare to collect the entrance fee.

The Taishou of Wuwei County, Jia Rong has seen it, and he has such a luxurious mansion, if this person is a Qing official, no one will believe it.

After inquiring, Jia Rong and his entourage came to the largest inn in the city, Yuelai Inn.

The inn in Dajun City is different from the mountain market, Jia Rong just walked to the door of the inn, and immediately a shopkeeper came forward and asked, "A few masters, is it to eat or stay?" ”

Jia Rong said: "Accommodation. ”

Xiao Er hurriedly beckoned a few people to come and led the war horses of Jia Rong and his party down.

Jia Rong instructed: "Our horses should be fed with the most haode forage, and the money will naturally not be missing from you." ”

Xiao Er smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will take care of your horses." ”

After speaking, he led Jia Rong and his party of four to the inn.

Jia Rong asked for four upper rooms, and after putting his things away, he came down to eat.

The furnishings in the inn are not comparable to the town, the vermilion lacquer table, the vermilion lacquer bench, the clean hygiene, the fresh environment, and the unique geographical location, make the inn's business very prosperous.

I asked for a table of haode wine and food, and a few people ate and talked about some interesting things.

At this time, a person attracted Jia Rong's attention, this person was dressed in a Confucian robe, slightly thin, sitting alone by the window drinking, it seemed that something outside the window had always attracted him, when Jia Rong observed him, he never glanced at the inn, and the people around him seemed so out of place.

Jia Rong stretched out his head curiously and looked out the window, it was still a bustling street market as when he came, there was nothing worth seeing, and the surprised Jia Rong ghost envoy walked towards the scribe with a wine glass.

Walking in front of the scribe, before Jia Rong could speak, he only heard the scribe say: "The general has been watching me for a long time, what do you mean?" ”

Jia Rong was stunned, he obviously saw that he had been thinking about looking out of the window, how could he know that he was observing him, could it be that he had eyes in the back of his head, Jia Rong thought evilly.

The scribe turned his gaze from the bustling street market to Jia Rong's body and said, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

The scribe's dress is the usual scholarly costume of the Han Dynasty, there is nothing unusual, what surprised Jia Rong the most is that it is the scribe's eyes, this is a pair of eyes like Li Ru, the light it exudes seems to be able to see through his inner thoughts, even sharper than Li Ru's gaze.

Jia Rong immediately realized that this person was not simple, but what Jia Rong didn't like the most was the feeling of being stared at with this kind of gaze, he had to be honest in the face of Li Ru when he was in the Xiliang military camp, what was there to be afraid of now, thinking about this, Jia Rong also looked at the scribe fixedly.

The scribe glanced at Jia Rong in surprise and said, "The general hasn't answered my question yet?" ”

Jia Rong woke up from his glare, looked at the scribe apologetically, and said, "I was very surprised to see that this gentleman has been looking out of the window, and I want to ask what the gentleman is looking at?" Besides, you and I meet in Pingshui is fate, and we should have a drink. ”

The scribe smiled and said, "Look at the common people, look at the country!" After speaking, he covered his face with his sleeve and drank the wine in front of him.

Jia Rong hurriedly drank all the wine in his hand, and then poured the wine for the scribe himself.

Feeling that there was not much wine left in the wine jug, Jia Rong shouted: "Xiao Er, bring you the best wine here to another pot." ”

The scribe didn't mean to be grateful, as if he knew that Jia Rong was going to ask him for wine, and everything was so logical.

Jia Rong picked up the wine and flicked it to the scribe, then poured the wine into his stomach, feeling the slightest warmth in his abdomen, and couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!" It's not strong enough, though. "Accustomed to drinking modern high-count wine, ancient wine naturally has no taste in Jia Rong's mouth.

After the scribe finished drinking the wine, he was even more surprised by Jia Rong, according to his own thoughts, the person in front of him definitely didn't understand what he said, and then he would ask himself, but he didn't expect Jia Rong to not ask, didn't he hear what he said.

The scribe also disagreed with what Jia Rong said about this wine, and said: "The general's words are wrong, this wine is the best in the wine, and the wine is violent, so how can it not be strong enough?" The implication is that Jia Rong doesn't understand wine.

Jia Rong retorted: "Why did Mr. say this, since I said that this wine is not strong enough, it must be because I have drunk more violent wine than this wine, how can Mr. conclude from the words of the family." ”

The scribe didn't know whether to argue, but Jia Rong still didn't want to argue with Jia Rong, so he looked at Jia Rong quietly, as if he wanted to see Jia Rong thoroughly.

The two of them sat quietly like this, and Xiao Er had already handed over the wine, but the two of them did not move.

It was Jia Rong who took the lead in breaking this weird atmosphere, poured the wine, and said with a smile: "Haha, it's a waste not to drink the wine!" ”

The scribe did not drink and asked, "Where is the general?" ”

Jia Rong waved his hand and said: "Sir, it sounds awkward to call me by your general, my surname is Jia Mingrong, the word Zhiyuan, Mr. can call me Zhiyuan, I am from Wuwei Hechi County." ”

The scribe nodded, "oh," and said no more.

Jia Rong was quite dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't expect that he would report himself to his family in a decent manner, and the scribe just stopped talking after a sigh, and couldn't help but be a little angry, this scribe is too rude.

"Why don't you speak?" Jia Rong's tone was clearly questioning.

The scribe smiled and said, "I already know what I want to know, and what else to say." ”

After speaking, he looked out the window and looked at the bustling street market.

It's not that Jia Rong didn't hear the scribe's previous words, but he didn't understand what it meant, and he thought about what this sentence meant before answering the scribe in front of him.

There is sometimes an indescribable gap between the thinking of the ancients and the thinking of modern people, which also creates the illusion that the scribes have about Jia Rong.

Seeing that the scribe no longer paid attention to himself, Jia Rong, who felt bored, hurriedly finished eating and settled the scribe's account and then went back to rest.

At dinner, Jia Rong looked at the window at noon and found that the scribe was still sitting there drinking, and I don't know if the scribe had been sitting here or had come early.

Jia Rong said to Guo Yan: "Big brother, the three of you can order whatever you want to eat, and I'll go over there and have a look." After speaking, he motioned to Guo Yan in the direction of the scribe.

Jia Rong asked for a pot of wine, came to the scribe and sat down, and filled himself with it.

"You're here again?" The scribe seemed to expect Jia Rong to come.

Jia Rong nodded, "um".

Looking at the scribe's eyes, Jia Rong was angry, at noon, the scribe was like this, he felt bored before leaving, but he didn't expect the scribe to be like this again.

Since the scribe didn't bird himself, Jia Rong kept pouring wine and drinking, and all the nostalgia for Xiu'er in his heart was pinned on wine.

Looking at Jia Rong, the scribe asked in surprise, "What's the matter with the general?" ”

Jia Rong drank a glass of wine that had just been filled, and sighed: "Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow!" ”

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