Chapter 117 Luoyang 3

Cai Yong kept brushing the sparse and white beard on his chin. After a moment, he sighed, "Even so, Zhiyuan should not openly make such a notice. In this way, Zhiyuan can only go against the Han family. Even if I want to help, he can't help. Moreover, Zhiyuan has not been allowed by the Holy. , to give such an order without permission is to openly provoke the dignity of my big man. Where does such behavior put the majesty of my big man? Speaking of this, Cai Yong's voice is fierce.

Jia Rong seemed to vent his dissatisfaction and continued to say, "Everyone in Cai also knows that I was born as a military general, and I don't know what the strategy of governing the world. At this time, let me be the governor of Bedi County is completely driven to the ducks on the shelves, and at that time, the Beidi County family was eager to see my jokes. How can it help me? The situation of Bedi County What's more, it's not what Cai can understand.

Cai Yong asked, "What is driving ducks on the shelves?"

Jia Rong secretly wiped a cold sweat and explained, "This is the saying in my hometown, which means forcing a person to do something that he can't do."

Cai Yong nodded and frowned and thought for a long time. After thinking for a long time, he sighed, "You can't blame Zhiyuan. Now there are ten permanent servants playing with imperial power, and there are rebels who are constantly making trouble. Is my big man really going to end?"

Wei Zhongdao on one side hurriedly stopped him and said, "Teacher, be careful. If this word spreads to the little man's ears, it is inevitable that this will be used as a handle."

Cai Yong sighed, "Even if the ten permanent waiters can hear it, will I still be afraid of them!"

Today's big man, only old people like Cai Yong dare to comment directly. Other courtiers can't avoid this issue. At this time, it is difficult for Jia Rong to protect himself. How can he participate in the affairs of the ten permanent servants again?

Jia Rong got up and said goodbye, "If there is nothing else, just say goodbye!"

Cai Yong sighed, "If I don't want to help Zhiyuan, there is nothing I can do!" Through the recent contact, Cai Yong found that Jia Rong can not only make such poems that have been passed down through the ages, but also do things uncontained. The seemingly casual behavior often has a meaning that is difficult for ordinary people to speculate. If it hadn't been for the previous incident in Bedi County, I'm afraid Jia Rong will also be a great person in the future.

Jia Rong said gratefully, "The younger generation is very grateful that everyone in Cai can have this heart!" Although some of Cai Yong's behaviors are pedantic, they can't affect Jia Rong's treatment of him as an elder.

Cai Yong looked at Jia Rong with approval and said, "Zhiyuan came to Luyang for the first time, and he didn't have a place to live. It's better to live in Cai's house. It's just that Cai's simple. I'm afraid Zhiyuan is aggrieved!"

"If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals; no matter how simple the Cai Mansion is, it is good to have Cai here." Jia Rong sighed.

"The mountain is not high, but the name of immortals." Cai Yong's eyes flashed and he asked, "But is there anything else?"

One sheep is also rushing, and two sheep are also rushing. Since he has become a fake poet, he has been doing it all the time. "The water is not deep, but the dragon is the spirit." Jia Rong pretended to be thoughtful, and then said slowly.

Cai Yong couldn't help stroking his hands and shouting, "Good poetry, good poetry! I don't know if there is any follow in this poem?"

Looking at Cai Yong's expectant eyes, Jia Rong is a little embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned he is. After all, cheating an old man will be despised by everyone in the future world. "Seeing the simple layout of Cai's house, he talked nonsense for a while, which made Mr. Cai laugh." Jia Rong said modestly.

Cai Yong's eyes looking at Jia Rong added a trace of praise. He was young and neither humble nor arrogant in the face of praise. "Ruo Zhiyuan is still nonsense. Where will the big man's literati face be?" Cai Yong joked.

Jia Rong smiled awkwardly and stopped talking, for fear that another speech would destroy his image in Cai Yong's heart.

Cai Yong looked at Jia Rong in surprise. The person in front of him seemed to be casual, but he had an extraordinary side. Combined with what Zhong Dao said before, this person is quite like an ancestor. He can only think about this in his heart, otherwise it will harm the person in front of him. He smiled and said with a smile, "I don't know who Zhiyuan is?"

Jia Rong had already expected that Cai Yong would have such a question. He replied without hurry, "The teacher is a person from the mountains. I don't want outsiders to know his name. Please forgive me."

Cai Yong looked at Jia Rong with a trace of solemnity. In this era, there is a mountain person as a teacher, which is often more famous than the famous person in the current dynasty as a teacher. "It doesn't matter!" Cai Yong said with a smile, but Cai Yong was a little suspicious of what Jia Rong said before that he didn't know the strategy of governing the world. If he really learned from the mountains and wild people, how could he not understand the matter of peace and the country?

Jia Rong didn't know that the teacher he made up indiscriminately increased his value by more than many times. "Thank you, Cai, for your understanding!"

It is actually a good choice to live in Cai's house temporarily. In this way, you may be able to have direct contact with the officials in the court, and some people in the family will give Cai Yong face even if they don't give them face, which can also indirectly ease the tension with the family. This is also Cai Yong's main purpose. He has seen Jia Rong's talent. After China, Cai Yong appreciated it very much and was naturally willing to help Jia Rong.

After that, Cai Yong and Jia Rong talked about a lot of interesting things about the government and opposition. Cai Yong's long and kind eyes made Jia Rong unconsciously put down his guard when dealing with ordinary people. As for the words, Jia Rong also dared to say it after careful consideration, but he didn't want Cai Yong to chase himself and ask what this means and what it means. Even if someone wants to check their identity, I'm afraid they will get nothing. After the robbers, Lijiacun has turned into a wilderness and there is no way to find out.

Cai Yong's mansion is not as luxurious and spacious as the governor of Wuwei County that Jia Rong has seen. It gives people a very simple feeling. There is an extraordinary artistic conception in the simplicity, which is also the reason why Jia Rong said the poem "bad room inscription" before.

The sound of the piano is ringing, and Jia Rong has a feeling of being in a fairyland on earth in the middle of Cai's house.

The impact of the wall in the past few days has made Jia Rong frustrated. Maybe it is difficult to ease the relationship with the family. Even if Cai Yong is on the side of Zhou He, those families may give Cai Yong a little face on the surface. It's hard to say behind his back. Forget it, what can't be done if he can't ease? At worst, he will run to Li Wenhou and be a happy Qiang. The Chinese tradition is that their hometown is hard to leave, and Jia Rong is no exception.

"A family, a family, one day, if I have enough power, I will not leave a family in the world, and let all the families tremble under the iron hooves of my army. The shame of these days will definitely be recovered a hundred times in the future." Jia Rong thought secretly.

Counting the time, it is approaching the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, that is, the annual Lantern Festival. Looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky and thinking of my relatives in the distance, an ancient poem is reflected in Jia Rong's mind. I can't help chanting in a loud voice: "I am a stranger in a foreign country, and I miss my relatives every festive season!" Perhaps because of what happened during the day, Jia Rong felt that his poetry was endless. What was ashamed was that those poems were stolen by later poets.

A wisp of sad piano sound accompanied by Jia Rong's poems floated in the courtyard of Cai's house. The sad tune made Jia Rong unable to extricate himself for a moment.

At the end of the song, Jia Rong also woke up from the piano sound and walked in the direction of the piano sound. A moment later, a woman in white appeared in front of Jia Rong. The woman was about eleven or twelve years old. For a while, Jia Rong couldn't find a suitable word to describe the woman in front of him.

Jia Rong can be sure that the girl in front of him will be a master of harm to the country and the people in the future. If Wei Fu is a beautiful woman in front of her, the girl in front of her seems to be a fairy who does not eat the fireworks in the world. She comes from nine days away, fresh and free from vulgarity, so that there is no possessiveness in life. One is the nobleness in her body. Quality, the girl in front of me is only eleven or twelve years old, and I don't want to be a Lolita.

What's the matter? First, I saw the beautiful Wei Fu in Hedong, and then I met another beautiful blank in Cai's house. Have you been lucky recently?

The girl quietly looked at Jia Rong in front of her, flashed her jewel-like eyes, and kept looking at Jia Rong.

For a moment, Jia Rong was a little embarrassed by the girl and said with a smile, "I just heard the girl's piano sound and looked everywhere. Please forgive me for taking the liberty."

"You're welcome. It should be the little woman's piano sound that disturbs the guest's rest."

The crisp and sweet voice came to Jia Rong with a like-like fragrance, which made Jia Rong's spirit shake, calm his mind, and smiled, "The girl is really good at talking."

The girl in white smiled softly and asked, "Is the distinguished guest homesick?"

Jia Rong frowned and looked at the girl in front of him, showing a puzzled look. Seeing such a little beauty, Jia Rong's brain was also a little short-circuited, leaving behind the matter of reciting poems just now.

The girl in white explained, "I just heard the distinguished guest say, "I am alone in a foreign country as a stranger, and I miss my relatives every festive season." That's why the little girl made this guess."

Jia Rong's eyes on the girl in white are not as casual as before. These days, not everyone can read books, and such a girl like a little fairy, coupled with her crisp voice, makes people feel more comfortable. She said truthfully, "The girl is really Huilan's heart! It's really homesick, haha, make the girl laugh!"

"Look at the girl's age, she is only more than ten years old. I'm older than you. Why don't you call me big brother?" Jia Rong was inexplicably cordial to the girl in front of her. Maybe it was her pink and jade appearance that made Jia Rong love her.

The girl thought for a moment and asked, "Why?"

Jia Rong couldn't find a suitable reason for a moment. He smiled and said, "Because I'm older than you, didn't your father teach you to call me brother when you see the elder?"

No matter how smart the girl is, she can't keep up with Jia Rong, a modern person. She flashed her eyes and said seriously, "My father has never taught me this."

Jia Rong was a little embarrassed to be seen by the girl. She smiled awkwardly and said, "After chatting for so long, you still don't know the girl's name? I don't know whether to let you know, Jia Rong." In order to show his sincerity, Jia Rong first reported himself.

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