Xiliang Iron Cavalry

"Gently I leave, just as I came gently, I gently waved to bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky..." Jia Rong hummed Xu Zhimo's "Farewell to Cambridge" as he walked, Jia Rong felt that this poem is more suitable now I can't do enough.

Losing the interest to continue walking in the Weifu, Jia Rong left the Weifu, walked on the bustling streets, feeling the hustle and bustle of this ancient city.

Suddenly, Jia Rong found a jewelry store on the side of the street, and walked in by mistake.

Seeing a customer coming to the door, the shopkeeper of the small shop hastily put down what he was doing and came to entertain Jia Rong, "What do you need, my lord? I dare not say that the shop is the only one in Luoyang City, but the things it sells are absolutely genuine, and the quality of the accessories is very high." The style is unmatched by other shops." The shopkeeper said eloquently.

Jia Rong said with a smile: "Just look around, if there are any jewelry worn by women, bring them up and let me have a look."

The shopkeeper said to wait a moment, and walked to the inner room. During this time, the shop assistant hurriedly served tea and water.

It is undeniable that these jewelry have their unique features. Seeing the look of hope on the shopkeeper's face, Jia Rong didn't want to lose face. After bargaining, he bought a hairpin and a pair of bracelets. For some reason, Jia Rong didn't like these two Jewelry has a unique feeling, perhaps because of Xiu Er.

Stretching his hand into his bosom, he felt the hairpin and a pair of bracelets lying quietly in his bosom. Jia Rong showed a satisfied and nostalgic expression. He planned to give it to Xiu'er, but he didn't expect to give it to Xiu'er.

Put away the bracelets and hairpins wrapped by the shopkeeper, bid farewell to the shopkeeper and leave, no matter how valuable these hairpins and bracelets are, they can't be compared with the two in his arms, they are the witness of the relationship between himself and Xiu'er.

The next day, Wei Zhongdao came back.

Wei Zhongdao was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in a white Confucian gown, making him even more personable. I marveled inwardly. ..

Seeing Jia Rong, Wei Zhongdao bowed politely: "Meet the prefect Jia!"

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Jia Rong kindly helped Wei Zhongdao up, no matter what else, Wei Zhongdao is definitely a character, otherwise he would not have been appreciated by Cai Yong and married his daughter Cai Yan to him, the current Wei Zhongdao There was already a touch of elegance on his body, such a talented man died early, Jia Rong felt sorry for Wei Zhongdao, and Jia Rong also wanted to give Wei Zhongdao a diagnosis and treatment. In this way, the Wei family owed him A great favor, Luoyang's trip also has the greatest guarantee, but Jia Rong is completely ignorant of medical skills except for the first aid on the battlefield that he learned in the army.

Jia Rong and Wei Guan sat at the top, and Wei Zhongdao was at the bottom. Wei Guan has always called himself a good brother, and it is no wonder that he has grown up in Wei Zhongdao's generation. Jia Rong looked at Wei Zhongdao with a playful look in his eyes se.

But Wei Zhongdao was unmoved at all, he was still respectful just now, and no one could find any faults. Jia Rong smiled and said: "Nephew, you have worked hard along the way!"

Wei Zhongdao's expression tightened, and then he was relieved, and he replied flatly: "Thank you, Prefect Jia, for your concern!"

Jia Rong waved his hand and said, "Nephew, you are welcome. You don't need to call me the prefect from now on, just call me Uncle Shi."

Seeing Wei Zhongdao's expression about to go berserk, Jia Rong hurriedly changed the topic elsewhere. A little teasing is fine, but it's not good to piss off Wei Zhongdao. It is rumored that he is old and he is bullying him. up.

During this period, Jia Rong just kept listening to the conversation between Wei Guan and Wei Zhongdao, with faint smiles on his face. Jia Rong knew his own level, and it would not be a problem to communicate with those old and rough soldiers. Such a talented person's conversation is obviously not at the same level. Instead of making a fool of yourself in the conversation, it is better to be a quiet listener.

Although Wei Guan is a businessman, he has read a lot of poetry and books, and his words reveal a little understanding of life. The words made Jia Rong look sideways.

Wine is really a good thing. A banquet brought the distance between Jia Rong and Wei Zhongdao much closer. The Wei family has been in business for generations, and they are quite excluded by scholars, and Jia Rong and Wei Zhongdao also have the same experience. So apart from the previous unhappiness, Wei Zhongdao and Jia Rong got along very happily.

Wei Zhongdao is at the age when a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he is a little unscrupulous in what he says, especially after three glasses of wine, his words are even more outrageous, and he doesn't care about the presence of an outsider like Jia Rong when he comments on some current big men. Dewei Guan kept wiping his butt for him, explaining Wei Zhongdao's rebellious words, and Jia Rong showed an understanding expression.

Jia Rong himself comes from the future world. He is not interested in the rules of this era. He is also a rebellious type. Now that he has finally met his confidant, Jia Rong also let go of the chatterbox. Wei Guan stomped aside, hoping that Jia Rong could persuade Wei Zhongdao, but the two of them would sing together and send the maid out. Wei Guan went in his left ear and out of his right ear, drinking on his own.

The Wei family is the descendants of Wei Zifu and Wei Qing. In the past, the Wei family was one of the most powerful families, but now they are treated coldly by some of the noble families, and anyone would complain.

What happened recently made Jia Rong a little upset, and he kept drinking with Wei Zhongdao and Wei Guan. The thing that Wei Fu once promised to Yuan Shu was mentioned, and he kept calling Wei Guan to drink.

Jia Rong's persuasion skills are absolutely top-notch among the big men. Wei Guan and Wei Zhongdao drank all of them and were helped to rest in the room by the servants. Jia Rong was the only one left at the banquet.

One cup after another, Jia Rong wanted to thoroughly enjoy what it feels like to be drunk, whether it is really like the ancients said, "One drunk can solve a thousand worries".

Jia Rong couldn't remember exactly how many cups he drank, so he left the banquet with a sway, still holding a glass of wine in his hand, but the wine in the cup has long been shaken and gone, a crescent moon hangs in the sky, Spread the moonlight to every corner.

Drunk and floating, Jia Rong pulled out the Qingzhi sword at his waist and danced, with a sword in one hand and wine in the other, which was unique.

Jia Rong doesn't know how to dance swords, every move is a move to kill the enemy on the battlefield, showing his murderous aura, the moonlight hanging in the sky seems to be afraid of the aura of the person in front of him, and quietly hides in the dark clouds.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the wine to the blue sky. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows. Why is it like turning around the vermilion pavilion in the world and arriving at the sky?" There is no sleep in a beautiful household. There should be no hatred, and what should be in favor of another time. People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. Jia Rong recited it verbatim, but I didn't expect to be able to recite it verbatim after so many years. With Jia Rong's drunken steps, floating and murderous swordsmanship, it has a special charm.

After chanting loudly twice, Jia Rong put down the green sword out of breath. The wine cup was thrown away by Jia Rong. Continue to spread the faint moonlight to the earth.

Wei Fu, still in a blue shirt, appeared beside Jia Rong, supporting Jia Rong who was shaking from side to side.

Jia Rong opened his dim drunken eyes and murmured, "I wish you a long life, and we will be together for a long time!"

The eyes looking at Wei Fu contained too many emotions, confusion, heartache, joy, and reluctance. At this time, Wei Fu was already in tears and kept calling Jia Rong's name.

Jia Rong discarded the Qingzhi sword in his hand, stretched out his hands tremblingly to caress the tear stains on Wei Fu's face, and comforted Wei Fu constantly.

Wei Zhongdao, dressed in an elegant white robe, appeared not far away, repeating Jia Rong's words just now, "I hope you will live a long time, and we will share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles", and then chuckled.

It took Wei Fu a lot of effort to help Jia Rong onto the bed, helped Jia Rong remove his shoes and socks, covered the quilt, and looked at Jia Rong who was sleeping soundly with hazy eyes. Without warning, Jia Rong stretched out his hand to grab Touching Wei Fu's catkin, he kept shouting, "Don't go, don't go!"

Wei Fu is like a loving mother, comforting Jia Rong softly, even though Jia Rong is holding her little hand, Wei Fu's heart is still beating non-stop. A challenge to the feudal system.

After three poles in the sun, Jia Rong struggled to open his eyes, shook his swollen head, and looked around the scene. Could it be that the dream was real, and Xiu'er came back.

Jia Rong sat up straight, saw Wei Fu sleeping beside the bed, and the events of last night echoed in his mind; Jia Rong vaguely remembered that after he was drunk, Wu Jian recited a song he thought was the most difficult to recite. Gu Shi, and then was helped to rest in the house, no need to think, Jia Rong also understood that the person last night was not Xiu'er, but Wei Fu.

Looking at the faint smile on Wei Fu's face sleeping soundly by the bed, and the faint tear stains on that pretty face, Jia Rong got up gently and put on his shoes.

In order to prevent Wei Fu from freezing, Jia Rong, who was a little nervous at the moment, gently picked up Wei Fuyu who was next to the bed and put her on the bed. Jia Rong felt that there seemed to be a raging fire in his lower abdomen, neither letting it go nor holding it, and he froze there for a while; Coincidentally, Wei Fu opened his eyes with a coquettish cry, and saw the ambiguous relationship between the two of them. Wei Fu groaned coquettishly, a blush climbed up her cheeks and quickly spread to the base of her ears, she closed her eyes shyly, her eyelashes flickering uncomfortably.

Wei Fu's coquettish call, coupled with Wei Fu's shy appearance, made Jia Rong almost unable to hold himself in. The vague fragrance that spread to Jia Rong's nostrils made Jia Rong's eyes blurred, and the ghost sent the light Leaning lightly towards Wei Fu's red lips.

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