Xiliang Iron Cavalry

The two soldiers turned their heads and saw the man in black who they had been looking for for many days. He was dressed in a black outfit, exuding a faint murderous look all over his body, which gave people an unfathomable feeling. It's shocking.

"You?" The soldier asked in amazement, already filled with fifteen buckets to fetch water.

"I'm the man in black you're looking for!" The triangular army thorn appeared in his hand, stabbing at the soldier's neck without hesitation, under the cover of night, without a sound.

The two soldiers whimpered and fell to the ground. From discovering the man in black to death, it took only a short while.

"Mr. Rong?" After entering the door, seeing that figure, Cai Ling shouted excitedly, her delicate body trembling slightly. Since the incident in Jingzhou, she has become so lazy, she has repeatedly wanted to go to Chang'an to look for Jia. Rong and Rong were all blocked, and even Cai Mao kept Cai Ling under strict guard in the mansion and did not allow her to go out. This time, he was able to go to Changsha only after begging. After a series of changes in Jingzhou, their relationship gradually became milder, and Cai Ling had already reached the age of marriage. Cai Mao planned to closely link the Cai family and the Kuai family through marriage.

Cai Ling was also open to sacrificing for the benefit of the family, but the moment she met Jia Rong, the interests of the Kuai family and the Cai family were all thrown to the horizon.

Mi Huan's hands on Jia Rong's shoulders tightened her strength. She thought that she had no advantage in front of Cai Ling with her alluring appearance. From Cai Ling, she felt a dangerous aura. This beautiful woman could be at any time. It will take Jia Rong away from her side, and Cai Ling reveals a faint aristocratic temperament, which makes Mi Huan a little dazed.

Jia Rong patted Mi Huan's little hand lightly, turned his gaze to Cai Ling and said, "Miss Cai, please sit down!"

"I haven't seen you for many years, how is Miss Cai?" Jia Rong asked, holding up a glass of wine.

Cai Ling bit her lips tightly, tears swirled in her eyes, pouring out like a flood without a gate, and the tears wet her clothes.

What Jia Rong is most afraid of is women crying in front of him. The feeling of being at a loss has not changed even after becoming a general with a strong army in his hands. Every time he meets Cai Yan or Wei Fu weeps at home, The first thing he had to do was to run away.

After waiting quietly for about a quarter of an hour, Cai Ling finally stopped her tears, and said with a slightly choked tone: "Reminiscing about the past, I made Mr. Rong laugh."

When Mi Huan heard Cai Ling calling Jia Rong, she instinctively felt the danger. The other party called Jia Rong "Mr. Rong", which made her feel a little jealous, as if she could only be called by such a title.

"Huan'er, you go out first, Miss Cai and I have something to discuss." Jia Rong turned his gaze to Mi Huan behind him.

Mi Huan snorted coldly, gave Cai Ling a hostile look, and left reluctantly.

After Mi Huan left, Cai Ling teased and said, "Young Master Rong is very romantic, and wherever he goes, he is always accompanied by beautiful women."

"Haha, Ms. Cai was joking, my fair lady, gentlemen are good, even I am no exception."

Cai Ling walked into Jia Rong, stared at Jia Rong with burning eyes and said, "Am I a fair lady?"

Jia Rong froze for a moment, he didn't expect Cai Ling to smell such words, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing that Jia Rong didn't answer for a long time, a look of disappointment flashed in Cai Ling's eyes, and she retreated resentfully, like a defeated rooster. When she asked this sentence, she mustered up her courage. A woman can smell it. It may be normal to say such words in the future world, but in ancient times.

Seeing Cai Ling's lost look, Jia Rong smiled and said: "Miss Cai is a bit naughty, but she is still a beauty. I wanted to go to Cai's residence to tell her about it, but I have too much to do with her. That's why I didn't go. It's impolite. , I hope Miss Cai can forgive me."

Cai Ling turned her back to Jia Rong, and for a long time did not dare to turn her head to look at the person she loved. After all, she shared the pain and sorrow with Jia Rong and walked through the gate of hell.

"Miss Cai, what's the matter?" Jia Rong asked.

When Cai Ling turned around, what Jia Rong saw was a face full of tears.

"Why are you crying again?" Jia Rong didn't even know where to put her hands. She's not a three-year-old child, so just give her some sweets and coax her.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhh" Cai Ling threw herself into Jia Rong's arms, crying loudly.

Jia Rong patted Cai Ling's back lightly, constantly comforting her.

After a long rain break, Cai Ling felt a little embarrassed, and hid in Jia Rong's arms, unwilling to show her face.

Zhang Xiu and others, who were guarding outside, hurriedly hid far away. It is still not possible to stay in such a place of right and wrong for a long time. If the lord finds out, it will be a big trouble.

Mi Huan went back and forth, glared at Zhang Xiu and said, "How are Mr. Rong and Miss Cai?"

Zhang Xiu said dully: "Report to the mistress, I don't know the lowly position."

"I don't know? Hmph, tell me the truth, did you bring that Miss Cai?"

Zhang Xiu was sweating profusely and didn't know how to answer. He glanced at the distance and said anxiously: "Mother, there is something wrong over there. I'll come back when I'm humble." When it was not until Mi Huan, he sat down on the ground, gasped heavily, and swore in his heart that if such a thing happened in the future, he would definitely not be able to shirk it, no matter which mistress he offended, it would be enough for him to drink a pot up.

Mi Huan was about to go under the window to eavesdrop on what was being said inside, and then thought of Jia Rong's identity, with a hint of unwillingness on his face, he pouted and left, Jia Rong is a great general with his own **, let’s not talk about Cai Ling, there are still a few beautiful wives in Chang’an City. She grew up in a wealthy family, how can she not understand some truths, if this makes the wives in Chang’an feel narrow-minded, It's not good for the future.

Feeling the love of the beautiful woman in his arms, it is difficult for Jia Rong to give birth to rejection. A woman has waited so much time for you and wasted her youth.

"Forget it, anyway, I have Mi Huan, so I don't care about one more, anyway, I have to explain the same thing when I return to Chang'an." Jia Rong held the idea of ​​breaking the jar, and didn't care so much for a while, Cai Ling and Mi Sanwei Fu is like a woman, she has a national beauty, walking on the street, she is a person with a [-]% return rate, and it is a blessing in a lifetime to be able to pay attention to Jia Rong, who is not handsome. .

"Ling'er, don't cry." Jia Rong sighed: "It's not that I don't want you to be with me, but that there are still a few ladies in Chang'an City. If Ling'er goes, I'm afraid she will be wronged. It's better to be a happy Cai in Jingzhou." Miss home."

Cai Ling struggled to get up from Jia Rong's arms, and said hastily: "As long as I can be with Mr. Rong, no matter how serious my grievances are, Ling'er will never regret being a slave."

Jia Rong reached out and took Cai Ling into his arms. Through the window, he looked at the bright moonlight outside, wondering what he was thinking. Cai Ling nestled in Jia Rong's arms with a happy face, her fate was so changeable.

To leave Changsha tomorrow, it is natural to say goodbye to the genius doctor.

"Ling'er, you rest first, I still have important things to attend to."

Cai Ling nodded obediently, with the attitude of a little girl.

Zhang Ji had already fallen asleep, and when he heard Mr. Rong begging to see him, after thinking for a while, he sat up from the bed, lit the candlesticks, and the room gradually regained some light.

"Judging from Mr. Rong's expression, his condition has improved. I don't know why he came here late at night?" Zhang Ji asked.

Jia Rong sat down opposite Zhang Ji, and said slowly, "Thank you, Prefect Zhang, for saving me. I will keep it in my heart, and there will be rewards in the future."

Zhang Ji waved his hand and said: "A doctor should treat the sick as the root. If he saves a person, he thinks about the reward. The doctor doesn't need to mention it. Mr. Rong is a patient, so saving each other is a matter of course."

Jia Rongdao: "Prefect Zhang understands righteousness, and he really deserves the name of a famous doctor. I admire him very much. I often hear that there are medical clinics in Chang'an City, with thousands of doctors. I wonder what Prefect Zhang thinks?"

Zhang Ji looked at Jia Rong again, and said: "The more doctors there are, the faster the patients can be treated. The Chang'an Medical Center has such a large scale, thanks to the great general. Of course, the contribution of the Medical Center is indelible. If there is a chance, my lord will also go to Chang'an to have a look."

Jia Rong nodded slightly. It seemed that Zhang Ji had a good impression of the Chang'an Medical Center. No matter how the war progressed, it had nothing to do with the doctors, even if these doctors appeared on the battlefield to save lives and heal the wounded.

"If Zhang Taishou goes to Chang'an in the future, he can find this young master with this token. If he asks for something, he will definitely not refuse."

Zhang Xiu, who was standing quietly by the side, was shocked when he saw this token. It was the Lone Wolf token that Jia Rong carried with him. However, Zhang Ji in front of him was ignorant, and wanted to decline one after another. If the officials in Chang'an found out, he must have scolded him severely.

"My lord, this..." Zhang Xiu hesitated to speak.

Jia Rong snorted coldly, "When will it be your turn to tell me about my son's affairs, step aside."

Zhang Xiunuo said yes, and dared not persuade him any more.

Seeing that Zhang Ji was still about to decline, Jia Rong said, "Prefect Zhang will accept it. If we meet again in the future, it will not be too late to return it to me."

Seeing that this was the point of his talk, Zhang Ji accepted the black iron token.

"Master Zhang, my son is still disturbing me in the city, and I feel very uneasy. I will leave for my hometown tomorrow." Jia Rong said.

The next day, a magnificently decorated carriage in the city was pulled by four horses, and it was slowly driving towards the city gate. There were five or six guards around the carriage, staring at the surroundings vigilantly, fearing that something might happen. Variety.

Such a carriage is naturally very eye-catching. Although Jingzhou is rich, people who can use such a carriage are expected to be extraordinary. Pedestrians along the way point and point. In the Central Plains, there are also horse sellers, but the price is extremely high, and ordinary people can't even eat enough. Dressing warmly is a problem, so I don't think about going in a carriage.

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