Chapter 55 Green Sword

It's a pity that Wei Guan repeatedly shouted that this is a good fragrant tea. It's hard to find a lot of money. Unexpectedly, Jia Rong drank it so confusedly.

Looking at Wei Guan's expression, Jia Rong also realized that he was too good at tasting tea, and he drank it as a muddled drink. In the future, he would not have a chance to come into contact with these, so talking about drinking tea with Jia Rong is equivalent to playing the piano to a cow.

Although it hurts, Wei Guan is not angry because of this little "small money". He just feels that it's a pity that this good fragrant tea is wasted like this. He said to Jia Rong with a smile, "Well, I'll call you Zhiyuan in the future."

At this time, Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan with a ashamed face and said, "Rong is a vulgar person. Please forgive me."

Wei Guan did not embarrass Jia Rong and asked, "Zhiyuan is a man in the army. He has a rough temperament and is also reasonable. He met in Xiliang that day. I don't know why he appeared in Hedong?"

Jia Rong answered truthfully, "Rong is under the command of General Dong and is stationed in Hedong with the general."

Wei Guan seemed to have been confirmed. He immediately pointed to Jia Rong in surprise and said, "Are you Jia Rong and Jia Zhiyuan who burned the long society?"

Jia Rong was ashamed for a while. He thought he had faded out of Hanting's vision. Unexpectedly, even Wei Guan, the head of the Wei family, knew his own affairs. It seemed that things were not that simple. He hurriedly said, "It's Jia Rong."

Wei Guan laughed happily and said, "Zhiyuan is a real hero. I was a little familiar with Zhiyuan's name as soon as I heard it. I didn't expect you to be the big broken yellow scarf Jia Rong." After saying that, there was another burst of laughter.

Jia Rong said modestly, "It's just a small skill of carving insects. The owner doesn't have to talk about it."

Wei Guan waved his hand and said, "How can Zhiyuan's credit be unspeakable? Zhiyuan came to the cold house. It's really a blessing for our Wei family."

After saying that, there was a trace of elusive sadness in Wei Guan's eyes.

But Jia Rong caught this information and said, "I don't know what's sad about the owner?"

Wei Guan sighed and said, "Maybe in your eyes, the Wei family is a big family, and no one dares to provoke."

Jia Rong nodded and affirmed Wei Guan's statement.

"But in the businessman, the identity of a businessman is the most despicable. My Wei family has been doing business for generations. Although it has a lot of family power, it is difficult to change the lowly identity of a businessman, so that my second son abandoned business and now worships Master Cai." After saying that, there was a trace of joy in Wei Guan's eyes, as if he was happy for his second son.

Jia Rong asked, "I don't know who Master Cai is?"

Wei Guan looked at Jia Rong with strange eyes and said, "Master Cai is today's Confucian Cai Yong."

Jia Rong immediately came to know that it was Cai Yong. No wonder when Wei Guan mentioned that his second son worshipped Cai Yong's door, there was a trace of pride in his eyes.

As if to prove something, Jia Rong then asked, "Who is the second son of the head of the family?"

Wei Guan said truthfully, "The second son's surname is Wei Ning, and now he is in Luoyang."

Jia Rong nodded in silence. Wei Zhongdao was the husband of the four beauties Cai Wenji, but it seemed that the prince did not live a long life. He died soon after his marriage. He was a typical sad figure.

"It's a pity that my eldest son was robbed by a horse thief when I passed through Xiliang in business. In order to cover me, my eldest son died under the knife of the horse thief." After Wei Guan finished speaking, he picked up the fragrant tea in the cup and drank it all.

Jia Rong suddenly felt that he saw Wei Guan walking in Xiliang so awkwardly at the beginning. With the power of the Wei family, it was not like this. It turned out that there was such a thing.

Wei Guan finished the fragrant tea in the cup and seemed to be in a much better mood. He said, "Let Zhiyuan see a smile."

Jia Rong said, "I can understand the mood of the owner, but the owner should not be too sad. The deceased has passed away, and people always have to look forward."

"People always look at money, and people always look at money..." Wei Guan muttered.

Poor Jia Rong didn't know that Wei Guan misunderstood what he meant.

Suddenly, a trace of fine light flashed in Wei Guan's eyes. He felt that Jia Rong's words were too classic. Wei Guan was a businessman, and naturally valued profits, while Jia Rong's words said the businessman's hard work goal. What Jia Rong said was really wonderful and summed up the direction of the businessman's life.

Wei Guan looked at his Jia Rong and said, "I don't know what requirements Zhiyuan has. As long as I can do it, I will definitely respond." Since he can say that people look at money, he must also be a profit-oriented person, Wei Guan thought of it.

Although Wei Guan is a businessman, he is still very sincere in the face of his former savior. Even if Jia Rong asked for ten thousand gold, Wei Guan will not feel too much.

Jia Rong shook his head and said, "I didn't save the owner for any reward, and now I won't ask for any reward from the owner."

Wei Guan nodded approvingly and said, "Zhiyuan is really a big man."

"Our Wei family is quite powerful in the court. If Zhiyuan needs any help, just say it bluntly." Wei Guan continued. Wei Guan still knows something about Jia Rong's not receiving a reward from the court this time.

Jia Rong nodded without saying anything.

At the banquet, Wei Guan also toasted Jia Rong vigorously. Jia Rong was not afraid. When he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, what he was most afraid of was drinking. He felt that the wine of the Han Dynasty was like the beer of his own era, and he didn't feel anything after drinking it.

Wei Guan was very happy today and drank a little too much. As soon as he was drunk, he said more. Wei Guan chased the maid beside him away and said mysteriously to Jia Rong, "Zhiyuan, do you know my Wei family?"

Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan confusedly and said, "I don't know."

Wei Guan said, "Actually, our Wei family is the descendant of Empress Wei Zifu and General Wei Qing." After saying that, there was an indescribable pride on Wei Guan's face.

Jia Rong suddenly became interested. Wei Qing, the descendant of Wei Qing, was one of the ancient generals he admired most. After getting this news, how could Jia Rong miss it and kept inquiring about Wei Qing's deeds. The records in the history books are not comprehensive and detailed. Can the history books record how many times Wei Qing has been to the toilet?

Wei Guan also proudly told Jia Rong what he knew one by one.

Originally, the Wei family was a member of the General Wei Qing family, but now the Wei family has been in business.

As if to show off, Wei Guan looked left and right and said in Jia Rong's ear, "Zhiyuan, there is also a sword left by my ancestors in my family."

One sentence suddenly attracted Jia Rong. The people in the army's favorite was not those gold, silver and jewelry, but the magic weapon. Jia Rong asked in an excited and low voice, "Is it left by General Wei?"

Wei Guan nodded affirmatively and said in Jia Rong's ear, "It's definitely the ancestor's portable sword."

Jia Rong was overjoyed and said, "Can you have a look?"

Wei Guan's face showed an embarrassed look. After all, the family treasure didn't want to be known to outsiders. It was just that he drank a little too much today, and he leaked his mouth excitedly for a while.

Seeing Wei Guan's look, Jia Rong said, "The owner doesn't have to be embarrassed. If there is any inconvenience, it's okay if you don't look at it."

Wei Guan moved the corners of his mouth a few times, and then said, "Zhiyuan, come with me."

After that, Wei Guan repeatedly confirmed that there was no one left and right, and then led Jia Rong out.

Jia Rong followed Wei Guan all the way, and Wei Guan seemed to be the most thief. He kept looking around for fear that someone would follow him and finally arrived at his destination.

Looking at the top of the door, it turned out to be the back hall.

Wei Guan walked to the side of a vase and twisted it. He saw that the originally flat wall slowly cracked a door, which could accommodate one person to pass through.

Jia Rong was surprised. This is the legendary organ, and inside is the secret room? This is the first time I have seen the dark room of the organ.

Wei Guan blew up a fire and walked inward. Jia Rong followed closely behind.

After a cup of tea, the two came to the innermost part of the secret room.

Wei Guan lit the lights around him and put out the fire. With the light around him, Jia Rong saw Wei Guan touching a red lacquer box on the table in the secret room. The feeling was as if the mother was stroking her child.

Jia Rong stepped forward and said to the emotional Wei Guan, "Master, where is the sword?"

Hearing Jia Rong's words, Wei Guan stopped stroking and slowly opened the long red lacquer box.

In the box lies a long sword about one meter long, a simple hilt, and some patterns engraved on the hilt that Jia Rong does not know. Jia Rong feels that the only surprise of this sword is the murderous spirit faintly revealed by the sword, an invincible momentum, as if as long as the sword is in hand, no one in the world is no longer the enemy. Hands.

With just one look, Jia Rong completely fell in love with this sword.

Without Wei Guan's permission, he took the sword out of the box and pulled it out of its sheath. A blue light flashed.

The sword body of the sword was glowing with blue light. Jia Rong carefully found that there was a faint dark red in the blue light of the sword, which was definitely a sharp weapon that had drunk the blood of thousands of people.

Jia Rong gently stroked the sword body and felt the sword in his hand, as if to prove the sharpness of the sword. Jia Rong's hand was cut by the sword, and blood flowed.

Although his hand was quite painful, Jia Rong still couldn't put it down and waved the sword in his hand repeatedly. The dance was a tiger. Although there was no move to speak of, Jia Rong looked satisfied when listening to the momentum of the sword.

After a long time, Jia Rong saw Wei Guan with a bitter face next to him and asked, "I don't know if this sword has a name?"

Wei Guan pointed to the two small words under the hilt of the sword to show Jia Rong. Jia Rong looked at the two small words and his scalp was numb. Although he had been in the Eastern Han Dynasty for more than two years, he still didn't understand the words of the Han Dynasty. Among those two words, Jia Rong only recognized the first word, "Qing".

Jia Rong asked repeatedly, "Master, I'm not very illiterate. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed."

Wei Guan said with a straight face and said, "The sword is called Qing Yu, which was given by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to reward his ancestors for breaking the Xiongnu. It has always been worn by his ancestors. I also got it by chance. It has always been worshipped in the back hall as the heirloom treasure of our Wei family."

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