After experiencing too many hardships, Jia Rong's mood was different from before, and he said calmly: "Prepare three hundred people, and I will go to Jiangdong in person to express my condolences.
Jia Rong's tone left no room for doubt, and he spoke with some determination.
"My lord, think twice. The attitude of the princes of the Central Plains is unclear now. Chang'an is initially stable. You must not take any personal risks. If something happens to your lord, what should the Xiliang army do?" Jia Xu could no longer maintain his calm expression and urged in a hurried tone.
road.
Jia Rong smiled and said: "As strong as Xianbei, he was beaten by the Xiliang army. Brother Wentai and I were old friends back then. It is reasonable to go to pay homage. Wen He does not need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind."
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From Jia Rong's laughter, Jia Xu felt an unprecedented sense of desolation. With a long sigh, he left the general's mansion and went to the army to prepare. Jia Rong insisted on rushing to Jiangdong. There must be many princes in the Central Plains with ulterior motives.
If you are not careful, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"If anything happens to Jia Rong, the princes of Guandong will definitely pay the price with blood." Jia Xu said secretly.
Gone are the days when Jia Xu didn't care about anything and looked at all the disasters of war with a smile. For the first time, he truly realized how correct it is that "a scholar will die for his bosom friend". Today it is Sun Jian. I believe he will
If something happened to his brother from Xiliang Army, Jia Rong would rush forward without hesitation.
As expected, when Jia Rong expressed his decision to go to Jiangdong, all the generals of the Xiliang Army opposed it.
"Brother, do you really want to rush to Jiangdong?" Wei Fu asked softly in the general's mansion.
Jia Rong's face immediately dropped, and he said coldly: "Who told you?"
Wei Fu was startled, knowing that Jia Rong was not happy, and said with tears in her eyes: "Brother, please forgive me, it was Fu'er who made inquiries on her own initiative."
Jia Rong sighed and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. Don't interfere in military matters from now on."
Wei Fu promised again and again.
"Brother Wentai was killed by Liu Biao a few days ago. I wanted to go to express my condolences. We were brothers, but I didn't expect that Brother Wentai would go before me."
"When my eldest brother was in Luoyang, he offended the princes of the Central Plains. If he went there rashly, he might be plotted by them. Moreover, when my eldest brother was at Hulao Pass, Sun Jian also led an army to attack."
Jia Rong nodded and said, "You won't understand."
"Don't worry, Fu'er. The princes in the Central Plains have the intention but don't have the guts. They cannot bear the endless revenge of the Xiliang army."
Wei Fu thought about it and thought so, but she was still worried about Jia Rong going to Jiangdong.
Jia Rong's intention to leave Chang'an was only spread among the upper echelons of the Xiliang army. This is why Jia Rong was unhappy when Wei Fu learned that he was leaving Chang'an. With him in charge of Chang'an, Xiaoxiao in the city would definitely not cause trouble.
But after leaving, it was a different situation.
The three hundred cavalry are all the remaining warriors on the battlefield. They have experienced hundreds of battles and are highly skilled in martial arts. They are led by Zhao Yun.
Three hundred cavalrymen quietly walked out of the city under the cover of night without disturbing anyone in the city. From the outside, Chang'an City still looked the same as before. Jia Rong had asked for sick leave beforehand.
"Bo Fu, unfortunately your father died while fighting Liu Biao." Jia Rong said with a heavy tone.
As if Sun Ce had been struck by lightning, he stared blankly ahead, and for a long time gritted his teeth and said, "Little Liu Biao, I swear that I will not be a human being unless I avenge this revenge."
Zu Mao also had mixed feelings in his heart. He had been with the Xiliang Army for more than a year, and he had learned a lot. He also understood why the Xiliang Army was so powerful. The defeat of the Jiangdong Army and the Xiliang Army was not accidental.
The respect for Sun Jian gradually became less than that of the Xiliang army, and Zu Mao was somewhat unwilling to be sent back to Jiangdong.
Jia Rong sighed: "I reminded Wentai not to advance rashly when they were fighting with Liu Biao's army. I didn't want Wentai to be the same again."
Sun Ce said: "My uncle doesn't have to be like this. Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor. I just hope that my uncle can lend his nephew soldiers and horses to avenge his father."
After coming to the Xiliang Army for so long, Sun Ce's resentment towards Jia Rong has long since disappeared.
In Chang'an, Sun Ce saw how a half-ruined old city grew into a prosperous city step by step. Except for the army and some confidential places, Sun Ce could not set foot. Jia Rong did not impose restrictions on the rest of the places. Sun Ce, a prisoner, was to a large extent
time free.
In fact, even if Sun Ce wanted to escape, I believe the Xiliang army would not pursue him.
"Bo Fu, your father's inheritance in Jiangdong is still waiting for you to inherit it when you return. Liu Biao owns Jingzhou, with a hundred thousand men in armor and fertile fields thousands of miles away. It is not something we can defeat now. After we go back, we can secretly develop our strength and make more preparations." Jia Rong
Advise with sincerity and sincerity.
Sun Ce and his father Yiyang, although famous for their bravery, did not live long. Jia Rong also said this. He did not want the princes of the Central Plains to be comfortable prematurely. There was such a fierce tiger that could turn the Central Plains upside down. The Xiliang army
Make profit from it.
"After returning to Jiangdong, I will do my best to assist Bo Fu in taking charge of the foundation that Wentai has laid. Back then, I donated more than a hundred war horses to Wentai, and Wentai has laid a huge foundation. Bo Fu's bravery is not inferior to that of Wentai. I believe there will be greater success
deeds."
Sun Ce understood and nodded, his eyes becoming firmer.
A cavalry of three hundred people is very rare in the Central Plains. Ever since the war between the Han Dynasty and the Qiang people and other foreign races, war horses have been in high demand. A good war horse can be worth hundreds of thousands of gold in the Central Plains. No robbers dare to cause trouble on the road.
The cavalry arrived and took a detour.
The uniforms of the cavalry are all guard attire.
Half a month later, Jia Rong stepped into the territory of Jingzhou. There were many talented people in Jingzhou and Xiangxiang. The statement from Yingchuan Academy was even louder. The growing Xiliang Army was eager to obtain talents.
In order not to attract the attention of interested people, the three hundred cavalry moved forward separately and met at Jiangdong. Jia Rong only took Sun Ce, Zhao Yun and more than ten cavalry with him.
"Stop, what are you doing in Jinling?" The guard guard saw more than ten cavalry appearing in front of him, feeling as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Jia Rong got off his horse, walked to the soldier, put some gold into the soldier's hands without leaving any trace, and said with a smile: "This military master is in the horse selling business. The war horses behind him are preparing to be sold. Please invite the military master."
Be accommodating."
The soldier felt the money in his hand, his face lit up, and he said righteously: "After entering the city, don't rush around or disturb the people, otherwise I will never let you go leniently."
Jia Rong repeatedly said yes.
After entering the city, Sun Ce asked in confusion: "Why did my uncle be so humble to a soldier guarding the city?"
Jia Rong explained: "Bo Fu, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Soldiers like this will definitely be abandoned if they are in the Xiliang Army. It is with soldiers like this that we can walk into Jinling safely. Otherwise, soldiers
Reports go up one level at a time, and we are the ones who suffer. Don’t ignore the role of any small person, so that great things can be achieved.”
"After returning to Jiangdong, don't panic or get angry when something happens, learn to think calmly." Jia Rong took the opportunity to advise.
After being together for so long, if Sun Ce still didn't understand that Jia Rong was doing it for his own good, his life would have been in vain.
After finding the inn and setting up the horses, they ordered a table of wine and food. Jia Rong and Sun Ce ate and drank, which was quite unique.
Zhao Yun rested his right hand on his sword and stared vigilantly at the left and right. More than ten cavalrymen were also eating and drinking nearby, their eyes looking in Jia Rong's direction from time to time.
Jia Rong secretly laughed. Such protection was really poor. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Jia Rong was the core of this group of characters.
Even if he goes to Jiangdong alone, Jia Rong will not worry about his safety. Lone wolf soldiers are all over the Han Dynasty. Wherever Jia Rong goes, 300 blood guards are protecting Jia Rong on the surface, but there are lone wolf soldiers guarding secretly.
"Young Master, do you think your Excellency will send someone to arrest us?" A man dressed as a servant asked.
With a slight cough, the young master in the servant's mouth said: "No, with this young master taking you, nothing will go wrong in the little Jinling. Just play, I will pay for all the money."
The servant's handsome face showed an expression of joy.
"Waiter, bring the good wine and good food! Remember, bring the best!" The young master's arrogant voice spread throughout the restaurant, and the restaurant, which had only a small number of people, immediately focused its attention on the two of them, although
This is an ordinary restaurant, but the food inside is not cheap.
The waiter knew that this was a wealthy guest and hurriedly stepped forward to entertain him.
At this time, Jia Rong was serving wine and reminiscing about the past with Sun Jian. Naturally, he felt unhappy when he was interrupted. He snorted coldly: "They are just the sons of officials who do mischief on the strength of their posture."
Jia Rong did not deliberately restrain his voice, and the young master and servants downstairs happened to hear him.
The sound of "thump thump thump" footsteps sounded, and the angry young master brought his servants to Jia Rong and shouted in an imageless manner: "Who are you talking about?"
Jia Rong sneered: "Whoever is angry is the one talking!"
The young master immediately choked on his words. He had never experienced such sophistry when he had grown up holding a gold leaf in his mouth.
"Hurry up and apologize to my young master, otherwise the soldiers in the city will arrest you, huh!" the servant stepped forward and said with a serious look.
Jia Rong laughed and said: "I didn't break any laws, so why would soldiers come to arrest me?"
Sun Ce was also attracted by the two masters and servants in front of him. It was rare to be able to shout so loudly in front of the world-famous Jia Rong. After defeating Xianbei, Jia Rong became the general. It was Liu Biao who met Jia Rong.
Rong also wants to pay homage.
"This young master's voice is so crisp!" Sun Ce seemed to have remembered something and suddenly realized.
The young master's face froze for a moment, then recovered quickly, and looked at Jia Rong with eyes full of anger.
"There is no one in Jinling that I cannot arrest." The young master's arrogant voice sounded again in the restaurant. Many timid guests began to leave. There were conflicts among the upper-class people. Only the small people were unlucky, and a few wine lovers who liked to watch the excitement were the ones who were unlucky.
The guest turned his attention to the wine table where Jia Rong was sitting.
Jia Rong was too lazy to talk nonsense with such a boring person, so he picked up the sword on the table, stood up and walked downstairs, followed closely by Zhao Yun and Sun Ce, leaving the master and servant looking at each other.
"Stop!" the young master shouted loudly.
Jia Rong's steps hesitated slightly, turned to look at the young master, and continued walking forward.
After Jia Rong walked away, the young master's body suddenly softened, and he sat down on the chair weakly. He looked in the direction of Jia Rong for a long time without saying anything. His back was already soaked with sweat. The look in his eyes just before he left made Su Laitian
The young master, who was not afraid of anything, had the illusion that he would "die" if he continued to speak. Who could have such sharp eyes? He had never seen it in his father, nor in the generals in the army.
