Jia Rong clearly saw a hint of dissatisfaction in the woman's expression, and glanced at the helpless waiter angrily. In Xianlian Pavilion, Su Shuang took Jia Rong's suggestion. The waiter would get more for his work, even though he was receiving one guest.
They may not get much extra money, but it can stimulate their enthusiasm to a great extent. Just like the young woman in front of them, she received up to two thousand yuan in salary in one month, making her the leader among her peers.
Jia Rong flicked the dust off his body regardless of his image, causing Zhao Yun and others to smile lightly. If people knew that the general had such a side, I wonder what they would think.
Picking up the water prepared for the guests, Jia Rong drank for a while. After finishing, he motioned to the woman with the empty cup in his hand.
Wang Yue couldn't help but burst out laughing. Officials in Luoyang City said that Jia Rong was cunning and scheming, but today he showed off his cute side, which made people laugh.
The laughter let the woman know that Jia Rong was deliberately making things difficult for her, so she naturally had a bad look on her face and felt unhappy. When she poured the water, her hand trembled slightly and the water splashed out, soaking Jia Rong's clothes.
"Bold!" Zhao Yun shouted sharply, which made the woman tremble all over.
The woman's time in Xianlian Pavilion was not short, and she had met many people. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and muttered: "I still want to come to Xianlian Pavilion without money. I really don't know how high the world is."
Jia Rong took another look at the layout of Xianlian Pavilion, stood up and walked upstairs. It was too late for the woman to stop her. The second floor is where the owner of Xianlian Pavilion lives. He usually receives important guests and other people.
If you are not allowed to go in, even if a woman wants to go up, she must inform you in advance.
Liu Si flashed out from upstairs and bowed down to welcome Jia Rong in. The woman was dumbfounded. With his eyesight, he naturally recognized that Liu Si was not from Xianlian Pavilion at all. Could it be that the owner of Xianlian Pavilion had changed?
Is the person in shabby clothes just now the owner of Xianlian Pavilion? Thinking of this, a trace of sweat broke out on the woman's forehead.
Jia Rong sat in the upper position and looked around. The layout was quite regular, simple and generous, and he agreed with Jia Rong's request.
"Lord!" A man in gorgeous clothes knelt down in front of Jia Rong, his body trembling slightly. The woman downstairs would be shocked if she saw him. This man seemed to be the master of Xianlian Pavilion.
Jia Rong said with a smile: "Life in Xiangyang is good, with good clothes and good food. I wonder if I have forgotten what I learned at the beginning." Yan Bicheng nodded to Liu Si.
Liu Si understood and stepped forward quickly. The dagger came out from the air and went straight to his neck. The owner of Xianlian Pavilion, who had looked humble just now, dodged Liu Si's attack. Unexpectedly, a similar dagger appeared in his hand.
, bully yourself.
Jia Rong stood up and said: "Okay, it seems that you have not forgotten your roots. You will handle the affairs of Xiangyang. After sorting out the affairs of Jingzhou, you must immediately pass them on to the military advisor."
"No!" the lone wolf soldier said excitedly.
"No. 8, you were the leader among the lone wolf soldiers back then. You are much better than the ineffective Liu Si. If you have time, teach the younger generations of the lone wolf soldiers. Don't forget your skills. In troubled times, strength is the most important thing.
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No. 8 understood and knelt down again.
Jia Rong lifted No. 8 up and said earnestly: "The great chaos is coming. Xianlian Pavilion is the eyes and ears of the Xiliang army in Jingzhou. If we can conquer Jingzhou in the future, Xianlian Pavilion will be indispensable. It is not impossible to be promoted to a general in the army."
possible."
"Actually, your merits are enough to become a general in the army. You can choose for yourself. Should you stay in Xiangyang or return to the army?"
No. 8 thought for a long time and replied: "My lord, I am willing to stay in Jingzhou."
Jia Rong glanced at No. 8 approvingly and motioned for him to sit down. Wang Yue and Sun Ce were left downstairs. The less people know about confidential matters like this, the better. At the critical moment, Xianlian Pavilion is in the hands of the Xiliang Army.
The trump card is that even the top brass of the Xiliang Army only know that Jia Rong has a close relationship with the owner of Xianlian Pavilion.
"When treating guests, you can't just rely on appearance. No matter who they are, as long as they come to Xianlian Pavilion, they must be treated like an uncle. They won't do anything that violates the principles, but they shouldn't make people feel arrogant. What businessmen pay attention to is being friendly and making money.
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Although No. 8 didn't understand what Jia Rong meant, he nodded in agreement.
When Jia Rong went to the inner room to rest, Liu Si told No. 8 what happened downstairs. As the first people to come out of the lone wolf, Liu Si and No. 8 still had a certain relationship.
After No. 8 heard about this incident, he was filled with righteous indignation. He immediately kicked the two of them out of Xianlian Pavilion, and also rectified the atmosphere of Xianlian Pavilion. As the leading merchant in the city, Xianlian Pavilion's treatment was far better than that of other shops.
, the people are all proud to be able to work in Xianlian Pavilion, and being expelled means that a middle-class person suddenly becomes a low-class person, and the days of not worrying about life are gone forever.
The environment of Xianlian Pavilion was much better than that of the inn. Jia Rong had a good night's rest, put on the clothes prepared by Xianlian Pavilion, and wandered the streets again.
Jia Rong, dressed in Shu brocade, appeared on the street and attracted the attention of many people. Such a piece of clothing can cover the expenses of ordinary people for half a year. When they knew that Jia Rong was the actual owner of Xianlian Pavilion, it seemed natural to wear such clothes.
Zhao Yun and Wang Yue also looked at Jia Rong in surprise. It must be said that a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. After putting on the fine Shu brocade, Jia Rong's whole body revealed a sense of nobility. He was not a dandy like a rich man.
It is an aura that can only be acquired after being in a high position for a long time. Every move gives people the feeling of not being angry and having authority.
"Young disciple, I don't know where I stole the clothes." A soft whisper came from a corner not far away. If Jia Rong were here, he would have recognized this person at a glance as the young master from Jiangling who had conflicts with him many times.
"Sir, don't let me tell you that after putting on these clothes, this person is no worse than the scholars of Yingchuan Academy." The servant's eyes showed a strange light.
The young master said unceremoniously: "Back then in Jiangling, Cai Zhong had no power. Well, now in Xiangyang, I want to see who this disciple is."
"Young master, please don't act recklessly. My lord told me repeatedly not to cause trouble in Xiangyang City, otherwise we will never come out again."
"It's okay, just watch." The young master seemed to be dissatisfied with the servant's suspicion and waved his hand.
Jia Rong had no idea that he was being targeted again, but the lone wolf soldiers would unceremoniously remove these nails that were secretly affecting Jia Rong without hesitation.
According to the information that Lone Wolf had passed on, Jia Rong bought some gifts and went to Huang Zhong's residence.
Dirty streets, crooked houses, and many ragged children running and playing on the streets.
"I didn't expect that the prosperous Xiangyang City has such a side." Jia Rong sighed.
"My lord is worried about the world, which is a blessing to the people of the Han Dynasty." Zhao Yundao said.
Jia Rong looked at Zhao Yun in surprise, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yun would also flatter him.
Wang Yue seems to have been numb to this situation, and his eyes are constantly looking around. As a swordsman with superb swordsmanship, he is always thinking about how to occupy favorable terrain and escape in critical moments. Being by Jia Rong's side has not changed the Jianghu in him.
Habits.
In the corner of the street, a lonely figure broke into Jia Rong's field of vision.
"This little brother, do you know where Colonel Huang Zhong lives?" Jia Rong asked.
The young man raised his head when he heard this, glanced at Jia Rong dully, and nodded.
Seeing this skin color that does not belong to young people, Jia Rong frowned slightly. The yellow complexion is a bit scary, the body is skinny and bones is not an exaggeration to describe, and the eyes are somewhat sunken. Such a person will definitely be in the future world.
The perfect person to make a ghost movie.
"Can you lead the way?" Jia Rong asked softly.
The young man's eyes slowly rolled twice and he nodded in agreement.
Jia Rong followed the young man and walked on the dilapidated streets.
Jia Rong, dressed in brocade clothes, attracted most of the attention, and many people pointed in the direction of Jia Rong, just like a Mercedes-Benz car suddenly appeared in the desolate and dilapidated countryside of later generations.
"What's your name?" Jia Rong followed the young man's footsteps.
"Huang Xu." The young man's words were not redundant at all, very concise, and his eyes towards Jia Rong were also somewhat unkind.
Jia Rong said "Oh" and felt the unkind gaze of the young man. He looked at him several times and continued to walk towards Huang Zhong's residence.
Walking into Huang Zhong's residence, Huang Xu opened the door without saying hello, which confirmed Jia Rong's idea.
Huang Zhong had a son who was seriously ill. He went to various doctors but could not be cured. Otherwise, as a captain, Huang Zhong would not live in such a dilapidated house. Huang Xu's illness echoed his identity as Huang Zhong's son. Such a person would definitely not
Be welcomed by partners.
"Xu'er, are you back?" A woman about thirty years old put down the things she was playing with and looked up and asked, "Who are these four?"
Huang Zhong was just a lieutenant in the army. As the state capital, Xiangyang was in short supply of high-ranking officials. Huang Zhong's family was poor, so few people were willing to visit. Even those who were close to Huang Zhong were embarrassed to come to Huang Zhong's house to eat. If things went on like this,
Fewer and fewer people come to visit.
Passing the gift to Huang Xu, Jia Rong cupped his hand and said, "Sister-in-law, I am Huang Zhong's brother. I told him a few days ago that I would come to the Mansion to visit."
"Xu'er, quickly bring the guests into the house." the woman said hurriedly.
Although Huang Zhong's house is shabby, it is very neat. This is Jia Rong's first impression.
Huang Zhong was not at home, and Huang and Jia Rong were chatting casually. Huang's beautiful appearance gradually showed wrinkles over the years, but the elegance of the past could be vaguely seen.
"Sister-in-law, I wonder when Brother Huang will come back?"
"I'll be back in a while." Huang Xu interjected.
After Huang Xu went out, Jia Rong asked softly: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with Xu'er?"
Huang took a look at Jia Rong. This noble young man must have just met Huang Zhong, otherwise he would not have asked this question. It is not a secret in Xiangyang City that Captain Huang has a sick son.
"Xu'er has been weak since he was a child. My husband spent a lot of money on this, but it still doesn't get better." Mentioning this, Huang couldn't hide her sadness. Huang Zhong's monthly salary was not enough for Huang Xu to take medicine.
When my relatives mentioned borrowing money, they would shake their heads and avoid it.
Jia Rong nodded and said: "Sister-in-law, I know a famous doctor who is quite famous. I wonder if he can cure Xu'er's disease."
