Updated: 2013-01-05

Cai Yong kept stroking the sparse and white beard on his chin. After a moment, he sighed and said, "Even so, Zhiyuan should not make such a notice openly. In this way, Zhiyuan can only go against the aristocratic families of the Han Dynasty. Even if I want to help, I can't help. Besides, Zhiyuan gave such an order without the permission of the emperor, which would openly provoke the dignity of my Han Dynasty. Where did this act place the majesty of my Han Dynasty?" Speaking of this, Cai Yong was both harsh.

Jia Rong seemed to vent his dissatisfaction and continued, "Everyone of Cai knows that I was originally a military general, so I didn't know any strategy for governing the world. At this time, I was the prefect of Beidi County and was completely rushing to put it on the shelves. Moreover, the Beidi County family at that time wanted to read my jokes, so how could it help me? The situation of Beidi County is beyond Cai's ability to understand."

Cai Yong asked, "What is driving a duck to put it on the shelves?"

Jia Rong wiped his cold sweat secretly and explained: "This is a common saying in my hometown, which means force a person to do something that he cannot do."

Cai Yong nodded, frowned and thought for a long time, and sighed: "You can't blame Zhiyuan for this. Now there are ten regular attendants in the Han Dynasty who are playing the imperial power, and there are thieves who are constantly causing trouble. Is my Han Dynasty really going to finish?"

Wei Zhongdao, who was on the other side, hurriedly stopped him and said, "Teacher is careful. If this is heard in the ears of villains, it will inevitably be possible to use this as a handle."

Cai Yong sighed: "Even if the Ten Eunuchs heard it, what can I do? Will I still be afraid of them?"

Today's Han Dynasty, only an old man like Cai Yong dares to comment bluntly. Other court officials avoid this issue. It is difficult for Jia Rong to protect himself at this time. How could he participate in the affairs of the Ten Constables again?

Jia Rong stood up and said goodbye, "If nothing else is done, say goodbye!"

Cai Yong sighed: "I don't want to help Zhiyuan, and I am powerless!" Through the contact just now, Cai Yong discovered that Jia Rong could not only make such poems that have been passed down through the ages, but also did things in a non-conventional manner. The seemingly random actions often have a meaning that ordinary people cannot guess. If it weren't for the previous incident in Beidi County, Jia Rong would probably be an amazing person in the future.

Jia Rong said gratefully: "I am very grateful to everyone who has this heart for everyone!" Although some of Cai Yong's behaviors are suspected of being pedantic, it cannot affect Jia Rong's treatment of him as an elder.

Cai Yong glanced at Jia Rong with approval and said, "Zhiyuan first came to Luoyang and had no place to live. Why not live in Cai's Mansion? It's just that Cai's Mansion is simple, I'm afraid Zhiyuan will be wronged!"

"The mountain is not high, but it is famous if there are immortals; even if the Cai Mansion is simple and everyone here is Cai, it is good." Jia Rong sighed.

"The mountain is not high, but it is famous if there is an immortal." Cai Yong's eyes flashed and he asked, "But there is still something else?"

One sheep is also driven, and two sheep are also driven. Since he has become a fake poet, he just keeps doing it. "The water is not deep, but there is a dragon, it will be spiritual." Jia Rong pretended to be thoughtful and then said slowly.

Cai Yong couldn't help but stroking his hands and shouting: "Good poems and good poems! I wonder if there is any more to this poem?"

Looking at Cai Yong's expectant eyes, Jia Rong felt a little embarrassed even if he was thick-skinned. After all, cheating an old man would be despised in the future world. "Seeing the simple layout of the Cai family, he talked nonsense for a moment, which made everyone laugh at him." Jia Rong said modestly.

Cai Yong looked at Jia Rong with a hint of praise. At a young age, he was neither humble nor arrogant when facing praise. "Ruo Zhiyuan is still talking nonsense. Where will the face of the literati of the great man be placed?" Cai Yong joked.

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

Cai Yong looked at Jia Rong in surprise. The person in front of him seemed casual, but had an extraordinary side. Combined with what Zhongdao said before, this person was quite like a Emperor Gaozu. He could only think about this in his heart, otherwise it would hurt the person in front of him. He smiled and said, "I don't know who Zhiyuan has learned from him?"

Jia Rong had already expected Cai Yong to ask such a question, and answered calmly: "My teacher is a man from the mountains and fields. I don't want outsiders to know his name. Please forgive me, everyone in Cai."

Cai Yong's eyes at Jia Rong were obviously more solemn. In this era, a person from the mountains and fields, as a teacher, was often more famous than the famous people from the dynasty. "It's okay!" Cai Yong said with a smile, but Cai Yong was a little suspicious of what Jia Rong said before, not understanding the strategy of governing the world. If he really learned from the strange people from the mountains and fields, how could he not understand the affairs of the country and the country?

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

Living in the Cai Mansion for the time being is actually a good choice. In this way, you may be able to directly contact the officials in the court. Some people from aristocratic families should give Cai Yong face even if they don’t give them face, and can indirectly ease the tense relationship with the aristocratic families. This is also Cai Yong’s main purpose. After seeing Jia Rong’s talent, Cai Yong admired it very much and was naturally willing to help Jia Rong.

Afterwards, Cai Yong talked with Jia Rong about many interesting things in the court and the country. Cai Yong's kind eyes made Jia Rong unconsciously let go of his vigilance when dating ordinary people. Jia Rong only dared to say the words after careful consideration, but he didn't want Cai Yong to chase him and ask what it meant and what it meant. Even if someone wanted to check his identity, he would probably find nothing. After the robbery in Lijia Village, it had turned into a wilderness and could not be found.

Cai Yong's mansion is not as luxurious and generous as the prefect of Wuwei County that Jia Rong had seen, giving people a very simple feeling. The simplicity contains extraordinary artistic conception, which is also the reason why Jia Rong would utter the poem "Inscription on the Humble Room" before.

The sound of the piano sounded, and Jia Rong felt like he was in the fairyland on earth in Cai’s Mansion.

The past few days of encounters have made Jia Rong disheartened, and perhaps the relationship with the aristocratic families will be difficult to ease. Even if Cai Yong is on the side of the peace, those aristocratic families may give Cai Yong a little face on the surface, so it is hard to say behind it. Forget it, what can I do if I cannot ease it? At worst, I can go to Li Wenhou and be a happy Qiang commander. The tradition of the Chinese is that it is difficult to get rid of my hometown, and Jia Rong is no exception.

"Aristocratic families, if I have enough power one day, I will leave no aristocratic family in this bright world, and let all aristocratic 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.

Calculate the time, it is approaching the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which is the annual Lantern Festival. Looking at the round moon hanging in the sky, thinking of the relatives in the distance, an ancient poem was reflected in Jia Rong's mind, and he couldn't help but recite aloud: "I am alone in a foreign land and I miss my family more during the holidays!" Perhaps it was because of the day, Jia Rong felt that his poetry was endless, and he was ashamed that those poems were all robbed of poets from later generations.

A sad sound of the piano drifted in the courtyard of Cai’s mansion with Jia Rong’s poems. The sad tune made Jia Rong unable to extricate himself for a while.

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

Jia Rong was sure that the girl in front of him would be a devil who would harm the country and the people in the future. If Wei Fu was a beautiful woman who was fascinating the country, the girl in front of him seemed to be a fairy who was not as good as the world. She was floating from the nine heavens, fresh and refined, and could not show any possessiveness. One was the noble temperament she showed on her body. Secondly, the girl in front of him was only eleven or twelve years old, and she didn't want to be a lolita.

What's going on? First I saw the great beauty Wei Fu in Hedong, and then I met a beauty in Cai's Mansion. Has she been lucky recently?

The girl looked at Jia Rong quietly in front of her, her eyes flashing like gems, and constantly looked at Jia Rong.

For a moment, Jia Rong was embarrassed by the girl's eyes and said with a smile: "I just heard the girl's zither sound and found everywhere. Please forgive me if you take the liberty."

"You don't have to be polite to the guest. It should be the little girl's piano sound that disturbed the guest's rest."

The crisp and sweet voice came to Jia Rong with a faint fragrance, which made Jia Rong feel refreshed, calmed his mind, and said with a smile: "Miss is really good at speaking."

The girl in white smiled softly and asked, "Do you miss home?"

Jia Rong frowned and looked at the girl in front of him, showing a puzzled look. When he saw such a little beauty, Jia Rong's brain was also a little short-circuited, and he threw the story of his just reciting poetry behind him.

The girl in white explained: "I just heard the distinguished guest chant "I am alone in a foreign land and miss my family more during the holidays." Then the girl made this guess."

Jia Rong's eyes at the girl in white were not as casual as before. Not everyone can read books these days. Moreover, such a girl like a little fairy, coupled with her crisp voice, makes people feel more comfortable. He said truthfully: "Miss is really Huilan's heart! She really misses home, haha, it makes the girl laugh!"

"Looking at the age of the girl, I am only over ten years old. I am better than you call me brother, right?" Jia Rong felt inexplicably intimate with the girl in front of him. Perhaps it was her pink and jade-like appearance that made Jia Rong feel loving.

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

Jia Rong couldn't find a suitable reason for a moment and said dryly: "Because I am older and you, didn't your father teach you to call me brother when I see an older person?"

Even if the girl is smart, she can't keep up with the thinking of Jia Rong, a modern person. She flashes her eyes and says seriously: "My father has never taught me these."

Jia Rong was embarrassed by the girl's look, and smiled awkwardly: "I've been chatting for so long, but I still don't know the girl's name? If you don't want to tell me, I'm Jia Rong." In order to show sincerity, Jia Rong first reported to her home.

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