Xiliang Iron Cavalry

At this critical moment, Wei Fu opened her eyes, staring blankly at Jia Rong's movements, and her cherry lips parted due to excessive shock.

Jia Rong resisted the urge to kiss Fangze, hurriedly put Wei Fu on the bed, and explained: "Just now I saw Miss Wei sleeping beside the bed, lest she catch cold, so, so... just..."

Seeing Jia Rong mentioning the matter just now, Wei Fu shyly pulled the quilt over her head.

The unreasonable Jia Rong said goodbye to Wei Fu, and hurriedly walked out the door. The lonely man and widow were in the same room, and it was spread that Wei Fu would behave in the future. I am afraid that Wei Guan would be the first to let him go after getting the news; at this time A pair of calligraphy and painting attracted Jia Rong's attention. After thinking for a moment, Jia Rong showed a dazed expression, hurried out, closed the door, and left Wei Fu's boudoir. After looking around for a while, after making sure that there was no one there, he left quickly.

It wasn't until Jia Rong walked for a long time that Wei Fu revealed her head from under the bed, her face was like a ripe apple, remembering Jia Rong's faltering explanation just now, Wei Fu chuckled lightly, smelling the breath belonging to that person in the bed , with a satisfied expression on his face, he closed his eyes with peace of mind and fell into a deep sleep.

Unexpectedly, the relationship between Wei Fu and Wei Fu became more and more unclear. Originally, Jia Rong had planned to treat Wei Fu as a passer-by in his life, so he forgot about it. Unexpectedly, he got drunk and stayed in Wei Fu's boudoir last night. Nothing really happened between them, but in the ancient times when the system was dense, if this incident spread, even if it jumped into the Yellow River, it would not be cleared up. The empty scabbard around his waist, Jia Rong thought to himself that it was broken, followed his memory and walked quickly to the place where the sword was danced yesterday. The ground was clean, and even the dead branches and leaves on the ground were cleaned by the servants. There was no trace of the Qingzhi sword, Jia Rong was very annoyed, what's wrong with being drunk, he insisted on dancing the sword.

At this time, a sly voice came from behind, "The prefect is looking for the sword?" Wei Zhongdao, still in elegant white robe, walked out slowly.

Jia Rong hurried forward and asked, "Did Zhongdao see the sword I carry?"

Wei Zhongdao ignored Jia Rong, and chanted to himself: "People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. Good poems are good poems."

Jia Rong thought that Wei Zhongdao knew what happened last night, so he deliberately teased him, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Wei Zhongdao let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect Jia Taishou to write such a poem. Zhongdao really admires him."

Jia Rong chuckled and did not defend himself, "Did Zhongdao see my sword?"

Wei Zhongdao took Jia Rong to his residence and returned the Qingzhi Sword to Jia Rong. Jia Rong hurriedly thanked Jia Rong and left. If Wei Zhongdao knew what happened last night, he would be so polite to Jia Rong. Zhongdao drank a lot, so he couldn't see Wei Fu clearly.

Smelling the faint fragrance left by Wei Fu on his arm, Jia Rong took a few deep breaths obsessively, walked back to the residence, and changed into a suit of neat clothes.

Today, Jia Rong finally understands why Wei Fu always wears a blue shirt. It turned out that when she met Wei Fu in Hedong City, she was wearing a green shirt. Naturally go to carve and decorate." It directly led to Wei Fu's love for blue clothes. At that time, Wei Fu developed feelings for her. The handling of Wei Fu and the bit by bit, otherwise everything will be empty talk.

The majesty of Luoyang City is not comparable to that of the cities in Hedong and Beidi. Luoyang is also worthy of being the capital of the Han Dynasty. A thick layer of ice had formed, which shone dazzlingly against the afternoon sun; the city wall was densely covered with banners, and Jia Rong could see a number of soldiers patrolling back and forth on the city wall, one by one. There are several arrow towers all over the city wall, and the entire Luoyang City is a steel fortress.

Luoyang City is located in the north of Luoshui River, about six miles from east to west, and nine miles from north to south (one mile in Han Dynasty is about 416 meters today). Economic and cultural center.

In such a city, as long as the food and grass in the city are sufficient, and the soldiers are united as one, even if the enemy has hundreds of thousands of troops, they can only look at the ocean and sigh. In front of such a majestic city wall, a person seems so small, so insignificant.

Jia Rong and his party consisted of more than [-] people. The cavalrymen were all dressed in strong and sharp clothes. It was difficult not to attract the attention of others. When they were about a thousand meters away from Luoyang City, more than a hundred Han troops quickly came to Jia Rong and others from the city gate. In front of the person, there was a look of wariness.

A Han general stepped out of the heavily guarded Han army and asked, "Where are you from? What are you doing in Luoyang City?"

Jia Rong got off his horse and came to the Han general who had just asked the question. Looking at the nervous general with his hands on the hilt of his sword trembling slightly, Jia Rong smiled and said, "You don't need to be so nervous, general. Behind them are all Han troops."

Even so, the Han general did not relax his vigilance at all. Now the situation of the big Han is not stable, and anything can happen. If there is a slight mistake, the responsibility is beyond his shoulders as a small city guard general.

His own identity was a little sensitive, Jia Rong looked back at Wei Zhongdao behind him, the prefect of the border county left the prefecture without the order of the Emperor Han, and he would be punished for leaving the prefecture; Wei Zhongdao understood, stepped forward and explained: " These people are followers of Hedong Wei's family, and thieves are rampant on the road now, but my father wants me to bring more servants, and I ask the general to be lenient."

Jia Rong handed over ten gold to the Han general without any trace, and said with a smile, "The general is accommodating!"

No matter when, money is a good thing, General Han put down his serious look just now, nodded and said: "I don't think you are all bad guys!" The eyes that looked at Jia Rong also added a hint of greed.

Wei Zhongdao didn't see Jia Rong's little actions either, he only said so because of his own face, nodded and said: "So, please go to Tongbing, General."

Among the group, only Daoist Wei Zhong was regarded as a good citizen, and he got the benefits. The Han general did not deliberately make things difficult, put down his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and asked, "May I ask you, my lord?"

Wei Zhongdao replied: "I am Wei Zhongdao, the eldest son of the Hedong Wei family, and my teacher is Cai Yongcai in the city."

Hearing Wei Zhongdao's self-reporting of his family, the Han general did not dare to be negligent, he clasped his fists and said, "My lord, please take me with you, and wait for me to go to General Tongbing."

Wei Zhongdao nodded, and General Han hurriedly ran towards the city gate.

After a while, the Han general ran over panting, looking at Wei Zhongdao with a trace of awe, and said politely: "My lord, you can bring these people in, just be careful not to disturb the people in the city."

Under the leadership of Wei Zhongdao, Jia Rong and his party passed through the many checkpoints in Luoyang City easily. If Wei Zhongdao did not lead the way on this trip, I am afraid that people like myself would have to spend a lot of effort to enter Luoyang City, but it is also true. The soldiers of the big man were deeply dissatisfied. Even a small gatekeeper dared to accept bribes from him in broad daylight, let alone other people.

Jia Rong's first exclamation after entering Luoyang City was "too many people". This is still in the afternoon when there are relatively few pedestrians. The street is very wide and well cleaned. It is about 20 meters long. It is still a small street. One can imagine how wide the main street can be. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the sound of shouting and selling is endless.

Anyone will be curious about new things, and the cavalry behind him is like a country farmer entering a big city for the first time, looking around, even Zhang Xiu is no exception.

Jia Rong was a little dizzy looking at the streets extending in all directions. In the era without road signs, if Wei Zhongdao, who is familiar with Luoyang City, was not there to lead the way, it would be hard for Jia Rong to imagine how he would find the inn and arrange the food and clothing for the soldiers. Jia Rong changed into a suit Black plainclothes accompanied Wei Zhongdao to Cai's mansion.

On the way to Cai's Mansion, Jia Rong asked Cai Yong what hobbies he had. Wei Zhongdao understood Jia Rong's meaning, shook his head and said, "Prefect Jia doesn't need to worry about it, my teacher usually only likes to play the piano and recite poems."

Jia Rong nodded, thinking that a literati like Cai Yong would naturally disdain yellow and white things, so Jia Rong only asked tentatively.

The street where Cai Yong lived was the area where Han officials gathered, and large carriages traveled between various prefectures.

Entering the Cai Mansion, the first thing Jia Rong hears is the melodious sound of the piano. The gentle tune makes Jia Rong seem to have entered another world. In this world, there is no killing, no war, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, just like Tao Yuanming's works. The Peach Blossom Spring...

At the end of the song, Jia Rong also returned to reality from the sound of the piano. At this time, Jia Rong actually felt a sense of loss. At this time, Wei Zhongdao beside him respectfully said: "Students pay homage to the teacher!"

Jia Rong marveled at the superb piano skills of the person who played the piano just now. That superb artistic conception has surpassed ordinary people's perception of music, and it can actually take the listener to another world. Don't think about it, the sound of the piano just now must come from the front of your eyes. This kind-hearted white-haired old man, whom Wei Zhongdao called a teacher, must be Cai Yong, and he bowed down with Wei Zhongdao.

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "Zhongdao is going home this time, how is everything at home?"

Wei Zhongdao replied respectfully: "Thank you, teacher, for your concern. Everything is fine at home."

Cai Yong looked suspiciously at Jia Rong beside Wei Zhongdao, and Wei Zhongdao hurriedly introduced him: "This is my father's friend, and my father specially asked the students to bring him to see the teacher."

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