Chapter fifty-seven: ten yuan to buy the green sword
Update time:2012-11-11
Jia Rong showed an embarrassed look on his face, and said to Wei Guan, who looked expectantly: "It's not that Rong refused, but the ancestors told me that this painting is a gift from the immortals and cannot be lost, so I have always been close to it."
Take it with you." After saying that, Jia Rong's eyes glanced at the red lacquer box on the table from time to time.
Who is Wei Guan? When he saw Jia Rong constantly looking at the sword box on the table, he knew that Jia Rong wanted this sword, but Wei Guan didn't want to just hand over the ancestral treasure he had worked so hard to get to Jia Rong.
Rong, he didn't want to miss the ancestral treasure in Jia Rong's hand, so he stood there constantly thinking about the gains and losses.
Jia Rong deliberately said to Wei Guan, who was thinking about it: "Master, if nothing happens, let's go out. It has been some time since Rong left the army. It's time to go back." After saying that, as if on purpose, he casually handed over the RMB.
Put it in the pocket of your arms and go out.
When Wei Guan heard this, he was very anxious. He seemed to have made up his mind. He suddenly grabbed Jia Rong and said, "Zhiyuan, I have something to discuss with you."
Jia Rong pretended to be confused and said to Wei Guan: "I wonder if the Wei family leader has anything else to discuss with Rong?"
Wei Guan didn't care that Jia Rong was pretending to be confused, and secretly expressed his displeasure with his ancestors, and then said to Jia Rong with a smile on his face: "Zhiyuan, you are a military general, it is definitely not appropriate to carry such a treasure with you.
If the treasure is damaged, the sin is too great."
Jia Rong nodded, confirming Wei Guan's statement.
Seeing that Jia Rong agreed with his point of view, Wei Guan continued: "If Zhiyuan had entrusted the treasure to me for safekeeping, of course, I would not let Zhiyuan suffer. Zhiyuan has also seen my family's ancestral sword.
Swords are given to heroes. Our Wei family has been doing business for generations. Placing the sword at home will only bury it. Today, I will give the ancestral sword to Zhiyuan." After Wei Guan finished speaking, his heart ached.
Jia Rong was so happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be pitiful and said: "Master Wei, this is an ancestral fairy, Rong doesn't dare to make the decision." Jia Rong also imitated Wei Guan's tone before.
said.
Wei Guan cursed in his heart. He had already given the ancestral sword to him. He didn't expect Jia Rong to pretend to be crazy like this. However, the more Jia Rong behaved like this, the more Wei Guan believed that the fairy paintings in Jia Rong's hands were of great value and he wanted to use them.
It was worth exchanging the ancestral sword with him, so he kept begging Jia Rongneng to give him the fairy painting for safekeeping.
Jia Rong seemed unable to withstand Wei Guan's plea and said: "Okay, okay, since the owner is so sincere, I will hand over the immortal paintings to the owner for safekeeping, but the owner must treat the immortal paintings well."
After saying that, Jia Rong took out the "immortal painting" from his arms, put it in front of him, knelt down and worshiped, and said painfully: "It's not that Jia Rong doesn't want to live happily, Jia Rong is a soldier, and his life is in danger, so he has to temporarily put it aside."
The fairy painting is given to the head of the Wei family for safekeeping. I hope you can understand Jia Rong's painstaking efforts, and I also hope that the ancestors can understand."
Wei Guan comforted Jia Rong and said: "Zhiyuan doesn't have to be so sad. I, Wei Guan, promise to worship the immortal paintings with ease. Zhiyuan can rest assured."
Jia Rong stood up and handed the "immortal painting" solemnly to Wei Guan, who also took it with respectful hands.
Wei Guan, who got the immortal painting, said to Jia Rong with joy: "Zhiyuan, you see it's not convenient for me to get the sword at this time. You can get it yourself. Just remember to treat it well and don't bury it."
A sword."
Jia Rong happily ran to the red lacquer box, took out the sword, and stroked it repeatedly. His expression was no different from that of Wei Guan before.
It was just Jia Rong's next words that made Wei Guan almost faint. Jia Rong stroked the sword and said: "Master Wei, I put the fairy painting with you, and I will take it with you when I think I have the ability to protect it."
Walk."
After Wei Guan heard these words, he almost fainted. He gave all the ancestral swords to Jia Rong, but he only temporarily kept the fairy paintings with him. What Jia Rong said made Wei Guan realize even more
Regarding the value of this "immortal painting", Wei Guan was afraid that Jia Rong would regret it if he disagreed with it, so he immediately said: "Definitely, definitely."
Seeing Wei Guan's worried look, Jia Rong laughed heartily. He bought this Qingzhi sword for ten yuan. What's more interesting is that the ten yuan has not been spent yet, but is only temporarily kept in Wei Guan's house.
There, I can make a lot of money. The more business like this, the better in the future, Jia Rong thought evilly.
Jia Rong could only talk in his heart. He must not let Wei Guan know his inner thoughts, otherwise he would kill him.
Wei Guan respectfully placed the ten yuan in a wooden box that he found from nowhere, and then bowed devoutly to the wooden box. He looked at the exquisitely crafted wooden box, and then looked at the pious face.
Wei Guan and Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
After leaving the darkroom, Jia Rong put the green sword on his body. He usually lacked a sword.
Wei Guan took Jia Rong to the main hall all the way, and kept saying nice things to Jia Rong on the way. Jia Rong just nodded and didn't express any opinions, because Jia Rong was afraid that he would laugh loudly when he spoke.
laugh.
After coming to the main hall and sitting down, Wei Guan was still worried and ordered his subordinates to immediately bring a hundred taels of gold and present it to Jia Rong.
Jia Rong naturally disagreed. Jia Rong didn't care about these external things, and he didn't want to accept Wei Guan's gift. He was already very "ashamed" after taking his sword.
Wei Guan thought that if Jia Rong accepted his property, he would not think about the fairy paintings for a while, so he just gave the gold to Jia Rong.
Seeing Wei Guan's sincerity, Jia Rong accepted the gold without further delay.
Although five baht coins were commonly used at that time, the upper class people still used gold when trading. One tael of gold was equal to ten coins, and one coin was equal to one thousand coins, which meant that they had one million coins.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Han emperor loved money very much, and his general positions had clear prices. He could definitely buy a big official with his one hundred taels of gold.
Jia Rong's eyes immediately went straight after he calculated this detailed account. His ten yuan was really valuable. He instantly became a millionaire, and he was filled with joy.
One hundred taels of gold is just over six kilograms (in ancient times, fifteen taels per kilogram), so it is not too heavy to carry around.
After getting the sword and getting a hundred taels of gold for free, it was time for him to leave. So Jia Rong stood up and said to Wei Guan: "Master, it's getting late. I should go back, but I don't know where to go."
Only then can we meet."
When Wei Guan heard that Jia Rong was leaving, he was very happy. He thought that you were finally gone, so he said with regret, "Zhiyuan, why don't you rest for a few more days."
Seeing Wei Guan's hypocritical expression, Jia Rong felt a chill and quickly declined: "It's still not possible. There are still things in the army, so we can't delay it."
Wei Guan said to the maid at the door: "Go and call the madam and the third lady."
After a while, Jia Rong stood up, chatted and laughed with Wei Guan and his group and walked out the door.
Mrs. Wei repeatedly asked her to stay for a few more days, and Wei Fu also kept asking Jia Rong to stay at home for a few more days. She didn't see Wei Guan winking at the two of them again. Jia Rong thought that there was something important in the army.
He dismissed Mrs. Wei on the grounds of handling.
After Jia Rong said goodbye to Wei Guan, Mrs. Wei and Wei Fu, he walked towards the military camp outside the city.
Looking at Jia Rong who had gone away, Wei Guan finally burst into laughter. He had been holding it in for so long. When he thought that he had obtained the precious fairy painting, he could no longer contain the joy in his heart.
Mrs. Wei asked Wei Guan, who was laughing, "What are you so happy about?"
Wei Guan said with a serious face: "Don't say it, don't say it!" After saying that, he hurriedly walked into the house, and his destination was naturally the darkroom.
Wei Fu just kept watching Jia Rong's figure retreating quietly. It wasn't until Mrs. Wei woke her up that she reacted with a blush on her face, then lowered her head and ran towards the house.
Mrs. Wei couldn't help but said, "What's going on here?" After saying that, she also walked into the house.
Jia Rong, who was so excited, didn't even look at Wei Fu looking at him blankly when he left. At that time, Jia Rong was thinking about how to get out of here quickly.
At this time, a street stall attracted Jia Rong because it was a jewelry stall. He thought that he would go back to Lijiacun soon and would definitely bring something for Xiuer.
Jia Rong stepped forward and looked at it carefully. The woman selling jewelry said to Jia Rong enthusiastically: "Sir, do you want to buy jewelry?"
Jia Rong nodded and said with a rare blush on his face: "I want to buy a piece of jewelry for my wife. Can you recommend some good ones?"
When the woman heard this, she was very happy. It was rare to meet such a buyer. She kept introducing her jewelry to Jia Rong. Naturally, the ones she introduced were all expensive ones. Jia Rong's military salary was not spent much, and there were many other things.
The young man picked a green bracelet, paid the money, put the bracelet away, and walked happily out of the city.
Walking on the way to the military camp, Jia Rong was so happy that he almost jumped up. He looked at the green sword he was wearing, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became. When he saw that there was no one around him, he couldn't help laughing loudly.
The Qingzhi Sword is about 93 centimeters long, and the blade is about 4 centimeters. It is just right in weight and is a rare sword among ancient swords. The scabbard of the Qingzhi Sword is very simple. At first glance, no one else can see it.
It turned out that this was a peerless sword, simple yet hiddenly sharp. The more Jia Rong looked at it, the more he liked it.
As if to test whether the Qingzhi Sword was what history said, Jia Rong drew his sword and slashed at a small tree as thick as an arm; the tree failed to block the sharpness of the Qingzhi Sword and was cut into two pieces.
Looking at Xiaoshu's neat "wounds", while praising the Qingzhi Sword, Jia Rong felt pain in his heart. He was afraid that the Qingzhi Sword would be damaged because of this, so he carefully put it into the scabbard after repeated inspections.
People are in high spirits when happy events happen. After returning to the military camp, Jia Rong greeted everyone he saw warmly.
Returning to the main tent, I found a man sitting in the seat where he usually handles military affairs.
After seeing the appearance of the visitor, Jia Rong suddenly laughed and said, "Brother, why did you come to my place to help me handle military affairs?"
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