Jia Rong showed an embarrassed look on his face, and said to Wei Guan who looked expectant: "It's not that Rong doesn't allow it, but the ancestors have entrusted it, this painting is an immortal thing, and it can't be lost, so I have always kept it close to me." After speaking, Jia Rong's gaze swept over the vermilion lacquer box on the table from time to time.

Wei Guan is a person, as soon as he saw Jia Rong constantly looking at the sword box on the table, he knew that Jia Rong wanted this sword, but Wei Guan didn't want to hand over his hard-earned ancestral treasures to Jia Rong like this, and he didn't want to miss the ancestral treasures in Jia Rong's hands, so he stood there and kept thinking about the gains and losses.

Jia Rong deliberately said to Wei Guan, who was constantly thinking: "Family master, if there is nothing to do, let's go out, Rong has been out of the army for some time, and it is time to go back." After speaking, as if deliberately, he casually put the RMB in the pocket in his arms and was about to go out.

When Wei Guan heard this, he was in a hurry, as if he had made up his mind, and suddenly grabbed Jia Rong and said, "Zhiyuan, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Jia Rong pretended to be at a loss and said to Wei Guan: "I don't know what else the Wei family master has to discuss with Rong?" ”

Wei Guan didn't care that Jia Rong pretended to be confused, and secretly accompanied the ancestors in his heart, and then said to Jia Rong with a smile on his face: "Zhiyuan, you are a military general, it is definitely not appropriate to carry such a treasure with you, if the treasure is damaged, it is too much of a sin." ”

Jia Rong nodded, affirming Wei Guan's statement.

Seeing that Jia Rong agreed with his point of view, Wei Guan continued: "If Zhiyuan hands over the treasure to me for safekeeping, of course, I will definitely not let Zhiyuan suffer, my family's ancestral sword Zhiyuan has also seen it, the sword is given to heroes, my Wei family has been in business for generations, and the sword is placed at home, it will only bury it, today, I will give the ancestral sword to Zhiyuan." After Wei Guan said this, his flesh ached.

Jia Rong was happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be pitiful and said, "Master Wei, this is an ancestral immortal, Rong doesn't dare to call the shots." Jia Rong also learned the tone of the avant-garde and said.

Wei Guan scolded in his heart, he gave him the ancestral sword, he didn't expect Jia Rong to pretend to be crazy and stupid like this, but the more Jia Rong was like this, the more Wei Guan thought that the immortal painting in Jia Rong's hand was valuable, and it was also worth exchanging the ancestral sword with him, and he begged Jia Rong to give the immortal painting to him for safekeeping.

Jia Rong didn't seem to be able to withstand Wei Guan's begging, and said: "Okay, okay, since the head of the family is so sincere, I will hand over the immortal paintings to the head of the family for safekeeping, but the head of the family must treat the immortal paintings well." ”

After speaking, Jia Rong took out the "immortal painting" from his arms, put it in front of him, bowed down on one knee, and said painfully: "It's not that Jia Rong is unwilling to live a good offering, Jia Rong is a soldier, and his life is in danger, so he has to temporarily give the immortal painting to the Wei family master for safekeeping, I hope you can understand Jia Rong's painstaking efforts, and I hope the ancestors can understand." ”

Wei Guan comforted Jia Rong and said: "Zhiyuan doesn't have to be so sad, I Wei Guan promises that he will have a good life to worship immortal paintings, Zhiyuan can rest assured." ”

Jia Rong got up and solemnly handed over the "immortal painting" to Wei Guan, who also took it with respectful hands.

Wei Guan, who got the immortal painting, said to Jia Rong with a happy face: "Zhiyuan, you see that it is not convenient for me to get you the sword at this time, you can take it yourself, just remember to treat it well, don't bury this sword." ”

Jia Rong happily ran to the vermilion lacquer box, took out the sword, and stroked it repeatedly, the expression was no different from the previous Wei Guan.

It's just that Jia Rong's next sentence made Wei Guan almost faint, Jia Rong stroked the sword and said, "Master Wei, I will put the immortal painting with you, and take it away when I think I have the ability to protect it." ”

Wei Guan heard this, almost fainted, feeling that he handed over the ancestral sword to Jia Rong, but he only temporarily put the immortal painting here for the time being, Jia Rong said this, and let Wei Guan realize the value of this "immortal painting", Wei Guan was afraid that he would regret it if he disagreed with Jia Rong, and immediately said: "Certainly, definitely." ”

Looking at Wei Guan's worried look, Jia Rong felt hahadaxiao in his heart, and he bought this Qingyu Sword with ten yuan, what is even more interesting is that the ten yuan has not been spent yet, but it is temporarily kept by Wei Guan, and he has made his own money, and the more such business in the future, the better, Jia Rong thought evilly.

Jia Rong could only say it in his heart, and he definitely couldn't let Wei Guan know what he thought in his heart, or he wouldn't kill himself.

Wei Guan respectfully put the ten yuan in a wooden box that he found out of nowhere, and then bowed to the wooden box reverently, looking at the exquisite wooden box, and then looking at Wei Guan with a pious face, Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After leaving the dark room, Jia Rong wore the Qingyu Sword on his body, and he usually lacked a sword.

Wei Guan took Jia Rong all the way to the main hall, and kept saying good things to Jia Rong on the way, Jia Rong just nodded vigorously and didn't express any opinions, because Jia Rong was afraid that he couldn't help but hahadaxiao as soon as he spoke.

After coming to the main hall and sitting down, Wei Guan was still not at ease, and ordered his subordinates to immediately bring a hundred taels of gold and give it to Jia Rong.

Jia Rong naturally disagreed, Jia Rong didn't care about these things outside his body, and he didn't want to accept the gift of Wei Guan, he was already very "ashamed" in his heart when he took his sword.

Wei Guan thought that Jia Rong would accept his belongings, and he would definitely not think about the immortal painting for the time being, so he just stuffed the gold to Jia Rong.

Jia Rong saw that Wei Guan was so sincere, and he didn't postpone it anymore, so he accepted the gold.

Although the common use was five baht at that time, the upper class still used gold when trading, and one tael of gold was equal to ten yuan, and it was always equal to one thousand yuan, which means that they had one million yuan.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Han Emperor loved money very much, and his positions were clearly marked, and he would definitely be able to buy a big official with a hundred taels of gold.

Jia Rong calculated this fine account, his eyes suddenly straightened, his ten yuan was really valuable, and he instantly made himself a millionaire, and he was overjoyed in his heart.

One hundred taels of gold is only more than six catties (fifteen taels and one catty in ancient times), and it is not too heavy to carry on the body.

The sword was in hand, and he got a hundred taels of gold for nothing, so Jia Rong got up and said to Wei Guan: "Master of the family, it's not too early, I should go back, but I don't know when I can see each other this time." ”

When Wei Guan heard that Jia Rong was leaving, he was very happy in his heart, thinking that you were finally leaving, and said with a regretful face: "Zhiyuan, why don't you rest for a few more days." ”

Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan's hypocritical expression, and felt a chill, and hurriedly excused himself: "It's still not possible, there are still things in the army, and we can't delay it." ”

Wei Guan said to the maid at the door, "Go and call the lady and the third lady." ”

After a while, Jia Rong got up and walked out of the door with Wei Guan and his party.

Mrs. Wei repeatedly kept herself for a few more days, and Wei Fu also tried to let Jia Rong stay at home for a few more days, without seeing Wei Guan constantly glaring at the two of them, Jia Rong shirked Mrs. Wei on the grounds that there were important matters in the army that needed to be dealt with.

After Jia Rong said goodbye to Wei Guan, Mrs. Wei, and Wei Fu, he walked towards the military camp outside the city.

Looking at Jia Rong, who had already gone away, Wei Guan finally got happy, and after holding it for so long, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart anymore when he thought that he had obtained the baby fairy painting.

Mrs. Wei asked Daxiao's Wei Guan, "What are you so happy about?" ”

Wei Guan said with a straight face: "Don't say, don't say!" After speaking, he walked to the house in a hurry, and the destination was naturally the dark room.

Wei Fu kept quietly looking at Jia Rong's figure that was gradually moving away, until Mrs. Wei woke her up, she reacted with a flushed face, and then lowered her head and ran towards the mansion.

Mrs. Wei couldn't help but say, "What's going on?" After saying that, he also walked towards the house.

Jia Rong, who was excited, didn't look at Wei Fu's expression blankly when he left, and Jia Rong was thinking about how to leave here quickly.

At this time, a street stall attracted Jia Rong, because it was a jewelry stall, thinking that he would soon return to Lijia Village, and he would definitely bring something to Xiu'er.

Jia Rong stepped forward and watched carefully repeatedly, and the woman who sold jewelry said to Jia Rong enthusiastically: "Childe, do you want to buy jewelry?" ”

Jia Rong nodded, and said with a rare red face: "I want to buy a piece of jewelry for my wife, you can recommend a few better ones." ”

When the woman heard this, she was very happy, it was rare to meet such a buyer, and she kept introducing her jewelry to Jia Rong, and the introduction was naturally some expensive, Jia Rong's military salary was not usually spent, and there were a lot, so she picked out a green bracelet, paid the money, put the bracelet away, and walked happily out of the city.

Walking on the way to the barracks, Jia Rong was so happy that he almost jumped up, and then looked at the Qingyu Sword he was wearing, the more he looked at it, the more happy he became, and when he saw that there was no one left and right, he couldn't help but let out a loud daxiao.

The Qingyu sword is about 93 centimeters long, and the sword body is about 4 centimeters, which is just the right weight, and it is a rare sword among ancient swords; The scabbard of the Qingyu Sword is very simple, at first glance, others can't see that this is a peerless sword, simple and hidden sharp, the more Jia Rong looks at it, the more he likes it.

As if to test whether the Qingyu Sword was as said in history, Jia Rong drew his sword and slashed it towards a small tree the thickness of his arm; Xiaoshu failed to block the sharpness of the Qingyu Sword and was cut into two pieces.

Looking at Xiaoshu's neat "wound", Jia Rong praised the Qingyu Sword at the same time, his heart ached, for fear that the Qingyu Sword would be damaged because of this, and he carefully put it into the scabbard after repeated inspections.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and after returning to the barracks, Jia Rong greeted everyone warmly.

When he returned to the big tent, he found a man sitting in the seat where he usually handled military affairs.

After seeing the appearance of the person who came, Jia Rong suddenly said, "Big brother, why did you come to me to help me deal with military affairs?" ”

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