Cai Yong smiled and said, "I wonder what the general is talking about when he comes to see me?"
Jia Rong was suddenly startled and looked at Wei Zhongdao beside him with questioning eyes. Wei Zhongdao shook his head slightly and turned his gaze to Cai Yong, who had kind eyes.
Cai Yong smoothed his sparse and white beard under his chin and said with a smile: "The general's murderous aura told me this."
Jia Rong looked at Cai Yong carefully and said, "Cai Yong is indeed worthy of his reputation. Jia Rong admires him."
After hearing Jia Rong's words, Cai Yong's eyes suddenly tightened and he asked: "But Jia Rong, the prefect of Beidi County?"
Jia Rong smiled and said: "Ashamed, ashamed!"
Cai Yong didn't seem happy to see Jia Rong, and his tone of voice became a little strange: "What is the purpose of Prefect Jia's visit to our house?"
Jia Rong still said with a smile: "I have heard about Cai's reputation for a long time, so I came here to visit!"
Cai Yong is a typical person who "imperial power is supreme and cannot be blasphemed". All the things Jia Rong did in Beidi County naturally made Cai Yong frown at Jia Rong. For a person who does not take the majesty of the Han Dynasty in his eyes, Cai Yong is sure
He would not give him any shame. If it were not for the fact that Jia Rong was a prefect, it would have been possible for him to be kicked out. Cai Yong snorted coldly and walked away, leaving Jia Rong and Wei Zhongdao with stunned expressions.
Wei Zhongdao said to Jia Rong in confusion: "Teacher has always been warm and hospitable. I don't know what happened today."
Jia Rong sighed, "It doesn't matter, since everyone in Cai doesn't want to see me, I'd better say goodbye."
Wei Zhongdao stood aside with an awkward look on his face. On the way here, Wei Zhongdao kept confirming that Jia Rong would definitely be received by Cai Yong. Imagine a man who could recite "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes..."
"Will a person who can write poems that can be passed down through the ages not be received by his teacher? Since Jia Rong drunkenly recited poems, Wei Zhongdao was very polite to Jia Rong, "Maybe there is something wrong with my teacher, Jia Prefect will wait for another day
Come again." Wei Zhongdao advised.
Jia Rong said goodbye angrily and left. A wisp of piano music reached Jia Rong's ears through the crack in the door of Cai Mansion, but he could not find the same feeling as before coming here. He shook his head and walked towards the inn.
After Cai Yong's incident, Jia Rong's positive attitude was also dispelled a lot. Jia Rong, who had read the Three Kingdoms, only knew that Cai Yong was a great scholar of the time and loved to play the piano. He had a woman named Cai Yan, who was also a beautiful woman who conquered the country.
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Cai Yong's path didn't work, so Jia Rong looked at other paths. "All roads lead to Rome!" As long as he can achieve his goal, he went to find Cai Yong just to ease his relationship with the aristocratic family. At this time,
Jia Rong thought of Zhang Rang and other eunuchs, but eunuchs left a heavy mark in history. Jia Rong didn't want to make friends. He didn't want to be scolded by future generations after a few years. In fact, Jia Rong felt deeply in his heart.
He still wants to be a good person, but can he ease the relationship with the Aristocratic Family with his own strength? It's not that Jia Rong has no confidence, but that the Aristocratic Family is indeed a behemoth that cannot be provoked.
In the following days, Jia Rong kept running among the major aristocratic families, but still got nothing. On the contrary, some aristocratic families were expelled. The most hateful one was the Yuan family. I heard that Jia Rong, the governor of Beidi County, came to visit.
, directly kicked out, without any mercy. In the past few days, Jia Rong has suffered all kinds of looks, and has tasted the harshness of the world. In terms of rank, Jia Rong, as a prefect, has an annual salary of two thousand dan, which is among the officials of the Han Dynasty.
He also belonged to the middle and upper class, but in Luoyang, the capital, perhaps a young general guarding the city gate would be a relative of a high-ranking official.
On this day, Jia Rong, who was resting in the inn, received a message from Wei Zhongdao, saying that Cai Yong wanted to see him.
When he heard this, Jia Rong was very excited. He straightened his clothes and hurried towards the Cai Mansion with Wei Zhongdao. He kept urging Wei Zhongdao to go faster along the way. Jia Rong was not arrogant enough to dare to live among Han officials.
Local horses gallop.
Cai Yong was still wearing a white Confucian robe, and his eyes were full of curiosity when he looked at Jia Rong. This time, Jia Rong was not left hanging in the courtyard. To show his respect, Cai Yong received him in the main hall.
Jia Rong secretly blamed himself for being in such a hurry and forgetting to ask Wei Zhongdao why Cai Yong wanted to see him. He bowed respectfully and said, "I have met Mr. Cai!"
Cai Yong nodded and said, "Prefect Jia, please sit down."
Jia Rong followed Cai Yong's instructions and sat down in front of Cai Yong. Jia Rong was not so arrogant as to sit down carelessly in front of Cai Yong, with his butt just touching the edge of the chair. Otherwise, it would be a big loss if Cai Yong accidentally kicked him out.
I took a closer look at Cai Yong, who was sitting at the top, and saw that his face was as expressionless as before, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Cai Yong got straight to the point and said: "Whose hand did the poem that Taishou Jia wrote recently at the Wei family in Hedong come from?"
Jia Rong suddenly realized that Cai Yong saw him for this matter. Looking at Wei Zhongdao who looked proud next to him, Jia Rong also understood the cause and effect of the matter. It must be Wei Zhongdao who sent him to the Wei Mansion.
He informed Cai Yong about writing poems while drunk, and then Cai Yong sent Wei Zhongdao to find him. After understanding this, Jia Rong was inevitably a little disappointed.
"Drunken gibberish made everyone laugh at Cai." Jia Rong didn't want to give up any opportunity to get close to Cai Yong. Now he is the most sensitive person in the Han Dynasty. If he is not careful, he will end up dead. It's an emergency.
, Jia Rong also became a poet in Cai Yong's eyes.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It is difficult to solve this problem in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart." Cai Yong read softly.
"A good poem, a good poem. Although this poem is incompatible with the style of Han poetry, it is also unique and has a unique charm. It can be used as a good line that has been passed down through the ages. This should be understood." Cai Yong applauded and said.
Then, he actually picked up the water on the table, took a sip, and gently closed his eyes.
Jia Rong quietly looked at Cai Yong, who directed and acted himself. Instead of feeling ridiculous, Cai Yong was brought into the artistic conception of the poem. The same poem, written by different people, has a completely different taste.
"What is the name of this poem?" Cai Yong asked.
Jia Rong said shamelessly: "This poem was completely improvised and has no name."
Cai Yong sighed: "It is a pity that such a poem has no name."
"Can Zhiyuan tell me the whole poem?" Cai Yong said, staring at Jia Rong with burning eyes.
Jia Rong picked up the water on the table, took a sip, moistened his throat, and recited the whole poem aloud.
Cai Yong put his hands on his hands and laughed and said: "I didn't realize that Jia Taishou is also a sweetheart, hahaha..."
In order to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, Jia Rong also laughed. Since Cai Yong said it was poetry, he would not be ignorant to refute that it was poetry. Poetry originated in Nanliang and became popular in the Song Dynasty and Han Dynasty.
Of course, I don’t know what words are, so mentioning them rashly will only add to the jokes.
The best way to communicate with literati is to recite poems and poems. This is what Jia Rong concluded. Cai Yong, who had treated him coldly a few days ago, has become closer to him through the exchange of such a poem.
Less, it seems that I will be more shameless in the future, so I can call it my advantage.
Cai Yong asked kindly: "I wonder why Prefect Jia came to Luoyang? Could it be that he was summoned by the Holy Spirit?"
Jia Rong shook his head and said: "This matter cannot be explained in a few words. From now on, Cai people can just call me Zhiyuan."
Cai Yong laughed and said, "I'm sorry, Zhiyuan, in your opinion, what name should you give this poem?"
The following days were the most painful days for Jia Rong when he traveled to the Eastern Han Dynasty. Cai Yong kept exchanging poems with himself. Now in Cai Yong's eyes, he is an out-and-out poet. The old man Cai Yong is also a book lover.
, he was full of talk, and it was very difficult for Jia Rong to communicate with him. Although the weather was very cold, there was a faint trace of sweat on Jia Rong's head.
Jia Rong is the most time-travelling person and has a certain understanding of all aspects of knowledge. However, when it comes to advanced academic issues, Jia Rong is a complete novice, while Cai Yong is just a literary master. The questions asked
It's very tricky. Take Jia Rong's poem as an example. Cai Yong asked Jia Rong what Qionglou Yuyu was, and even asked Jia Rong whether there really is a palace in the sky.
Jia Rong answered cautiously, and from time to time he uttered a classic sentence from later generations to attract Cai Yong's attention. Not to mention that this trick really worked. Those classic sentences often caused Cai Yong to think deeply and think of wonderful places.
Cai Yong could not help but give high fives.
Wei Zhongdao on the side looked at Jia Rong with eyes full of little stars. I am afraid that there are only a few big men sitting and chatting with his teacher. His eyes looking at Jia Rong became more and more respectful. In Wei Zhongdao's eyes
Here, Jia Rong becomes more and more unfathomable. He seems casual, but he can compose poems that have been passed down through the ages, and he often speaks thought-provoking sentences.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Jia Rong said: "To be fair to everyone in Cai, I came to Luoyang this time to ease the relationship between me and the aristocratic family. I believe everyone in Cai has heard about my previous actions in Beidi County. I am young and ignorant.
, everyone laughed at Cai."
When this matter was mentioned, Cai Yong frowned and said nothing.
Jia Ronggan smiled and said: "I also know that the previous actions violated the interests of the big family. Maybe everyone in Cai didn't know the situation in Beidi County. Now the Han Dynasty has been fighting against the Qiang people for many years. Beidi County serves as a buffer zone for the war. The price paid
It’s beyond what Mr. Cai could have imagined. Last year’s snowstorm made Beidi County even worse.”
"Since the Yellow Turbans, the Han Dynasty has been desolate. The people have no clothes and no food to eat. Moreover, there are rebels and rebels in the territory. With the national strength exhausted, how can there be any surplus food to send to the northern counties? Everyone in the Han Dynasty knows this.
Beidi County is a hot potato. When I took over as the governor of Beidi County, there were not even basic talents in the governor's office of Beidi County, and the magistrates of each county had already fled. Under such circumstances,
What do everyone think I should do?"
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