When giving it to Jiang Yu, Jia Rong took out 100,000 yuan, which was ten taels of gold. Jiang Yu declined and said, "Jiang Yu is following the general all over. It's useless to have these extraneous things, so let the general keep them for you."
Jia Rong said: "Jiang Yu, if you go to the county town ahead to eat, don't you need money? Are you still following me and waiting for me to pay? Take it, use the money to play with it when you get to the county town.
Play."
Jiang Yu took the money and moved the corner of his mouth without saying anything else, standing aside in silence.
Everyone on this trip received a reward, and even those who declined were sent back by Jia Rong for various reasons.
Ten thousand dollars is a large amount of money for these soldiers, enough to make a home. The Qiang soldiers in the cavalry looked at Jia Rong with not only respect but also emotion. Since they surrendered to Jia Rong, they have not
They did not dare to ask for any ostracism from the Han soldiers. Now that Jia Rong gave them the same reward and treated them as brothers, they became more determined to follow Jia Rong wholeheartedly.
The soldiers' request was very simple. A general who did not regard them as ants and treated all soldiers equally was worthy of their devotion. However, such a simple request stumped many people.
The gratitude of the soldiers could not wipe away Jia Rong's sadness for the deceased. Jia Rong forced himself to leave this place that he felt sad and missed without looking back.
As if to vent his unhappiness, Jia Rong took the lead and galloped away.
A few days later, a group of more than a hundred people passed through Wuwei County again. On the way, Jia Rong saw the poverty of Xiliang and the poor people's livelihood. This word is not enough to describe the current situation of Xiliang. Xiliang has been at war with the Qiang people for many years.
The front line was burdened with a lot of military rations and military service. After the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the Han Emperor increased taxes, which made the barren Xiliang even worse.
Looking at the majestic Wuwei County in the distance, Jia Rong stopped his thoughts, slowed down his horse, and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Let's go into the city to rest for a day, and everyone can have fun."
The soldiers behind them screamed with excitement. After staying in the army for a long time, these soldiers had long wanted to go out and have fun, but they never had the chance.
Jia Rong made an appointment with the soldiers on a time and place for the meeting, and repeatedly told the soldiers not to cause trouble in the city and to pay for meals before letting them leave.
He specifically asked those Qiang cavalry to be more honest in the city. Although Jia Rong didn't care that they were foreigners, there must be someone who did.
Guo Bang, Jiang Yu, and Li Shun followed Jia Rong, and the others basically walked into the city in small groups.
Approaching the city gate of Wuwei County, Jia Rong did not dare to gallop away like he did in Chuanghechi County, so he dismounted obediently and walked towards the city gate.
It was approaching noon, and there were not many people going in and out of the city gate. Soon they came to Jia Rong, Guo Si and a few others.
The soldiers guarding the city gate interrogated them for a long time before letting Jia Rong and the others in. They did not dare to charge the entrance fee.
Jia Rong had seen the prefect of Wuwei County, who owned such a luxurious mansion. If he said that this person was an upright official, no one would believe it.
After inquiring, Jia Rong and his party came to Yuelai Inn, the largest inn in the city.
The inn in Dajuncheng is different from the mountain market. As soon as Jia Rong walked to the door of the inn, a waiter came up to him and asked, "Sir, are you here to eat or stay?"
Jia Rong said: "Accommodation."
The waiter hurriedly called for a few people to come and lead the horses of Jia Rong and his party down.
Jia Rong instructed: "Our horses must be fed with the best fodder, so your money will naturally not be lost."
The waiter smiled and said, "Don't worry, gentlemen, I will take good care of your horses."
After speaking, he led Jia Rong and his party to the inn.
Jia Rong asked for four upper rooms, put away his things and came down to eat.
The furnishings in the inn are also unmatched by those in small towns. The vermillion lacquer tables, vermilion lacquer benches, clean hygiene, fresh environment, and unique geographical location make the inn's business very prosperous.
We ordered a table of good food and wine, and several people talked about some interesting things while eating.
At this time, a person attracted Jia Rong's attention. This person was wearing a Confucian robe and was slightly thin. He was sitting alone by the window drinking. It seemed that something outside the window had been attracting him. When Jia Rong was observing him, he was always attracted by it.
He didn't even look inside the inn, he looked so out of place with the people around him.
Jia Rong curiously stretched his head and looked out the window. The market was still bustling with people as usual, and there was nothing worth seeing. The surprised Jia Rong walked towards the scribe holding the wine glass by mistake.
When he walked up to the scribe, before Jia Rong could say anything, he just heard the scribe say: "General, you have been looking at me for a long time. What do you mean?"
Jia Rong was stunned. He clearly saw that he was always thinking about what he was looking out of the window. How could he know that he was observing him? Could it be that he had eyes on the back of his head? Jia Rong thought evilly.
The scribe turned his attention from the bustling market to Jia Rong and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
The scribe's clothes were the usual Han Dynasty scholar's clothes. There was nothing surprising. What surprised Jia Rong the most was the scribe's eyes. They were the same eyes as Li Ru's. The light they emitted seemed to be able to see through.
His inner thoughts were even sharper than Li Ru's gaze.
Jia Rong immediately realized that this person was not simple, but what Jia Rong disliked the most was the feeling of being stared at by others. When he was in the Xiliang military camp, he had to be honest when facing Li Ru, but now
What's there to be afraid of? After thinking about this, Jia Rong also looked at the scribe intently.
The scribe glanced at Jia Rong in surprise and said, "The general hasn't answered my question yet?"
Jia Rong woke up from his glare, looked at the scribe apologetically, and said, "I was very surprised to see this gentleman looking out the window all the time. I would like to ask what on earth he is looking at? Besides, it is fate that we met by chance.
, you should have a drink.”
The scribe chuckled and said, "Look at the people, look at the country!" After saying that, he covered his face with his sleeves and drank the wine in front of him in one gulp.
Jia Rong hurriedly drank all the wine in his hand, and then poured wine for the scribe himself.
Feeling that there was not much wine left in the jug, Jia Rong shouted: "Waiter, bring me another jug of the best wine you have here."
The scribe didn't feel grateful at all, as if he knew Jia Rong was going to ask for wine for him. Everything was so logical.
Jia Rong took the wine and gave it to the scribe, then poured the wine into his belly. Feeling the warmth in his belly, he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine! But not strong enough." I am used to drinking high-altitude wine in modern times.
The wine naturally had no taste in Jia Rong's mouth.
After the scribe finished drinking the wine, he was even more surprised by Jia Rong. According to his own thinking, the person in front of him must not understand what he said, and then he would ask about himself. Unexpectedly, Jia Rong didn't ask, didn't he hear what he said?
That sentence.
The scribes also disagreed with Jia Rong's statement that the wine was not strong enough, and said: "The general's words are wrong. This wine is the best among wines. It is strong in nature, so why should we say it is not strong enough?" The implication is that it is not strong enough.
He said Jia Rong didn’t understand wine.
Jia Rong retorted: "Why do you say this, sir? Since I said this wine is not strong enough, it must be because I have drunk wine that is stronger than this wine. How can you, sir, make such a judgment based on what one family says?"
The scribe didn't know whether he couldn't argue with Jia Rong or didn't want to argue with Jia Rong. He just looked at Jia Rong quietly, as if he wanted to see Jia Rong thoroughly.
The two of them just sat quietly. The waiter had already presented the wine to them, but they didn't move.
It was Jia Rong who took the lead to break the weird atmosphere, poured the wine and said with a smile: "Haha, it would be a waste not to drink the wine!"
The scribe did not drink and asked, "Where is the general from?"
Jia Rong waved his hand and said: "Sir, it's really awkward for you to call me general. My surname is Jia Rong and my courtesy name is Zhiyuan. Sir, just call me Zhiyuan. I am from Hechi County, Wuwei."
The scribe nodded and said "Oh" without saying another word.
Jia Rong was quite dissatisfied. He didn't expect that the scribe just said "Oh" and stopped talking. He couldn't help but feel a little angry. This scribe was too rude.
"Why don't you speak?" Jia Rong's tone was clearly questioning.
The scribe chuckled and said, "I already know what I want to know, so what else can I say?"
After saying that, he looked out the window again and looked at the bustling street.
It's not that Jia Rong didn't hear what the scribe said before, but he didn't understand what it meant. He wanted to think carefully about what the sentence meant before answering the scribe in front of him.
There is sometimes an indescribable gap between the thinking of ancient people and the thinking of modern people, which also led to the misunderstanding of Jia Rong among scribes.
Seeing that the scribe ignored him, Jia Rong felt bored. He hurriedly finished his meal and settled the scribe's account before going back to rest. Jia Rong was a little overwhelmed by the running around for days.
While having dinner, Jia Rong looked at the window seat where he had been at noon and found that the scribe was still sitting there drinking. He didn't know whether the scribe had been sitting here or had come earlier.
Jia Rong said to Guo Bang: "Brother, the three of you can order whatever you want to eat. I'll go over there and have a look." After saying that, he motioned to Guo Bang in the direction of the scribe.
Jia Rong ordered a pot of fine wine, sat down next to the scribe, and filled it for himself.
"Are you here again?" The scribe seemed to expect that Jia Rong would come.
Jia Rong nodded and said "Yeah".
Seeing the scribe's disdainful look, Jia Rong was furious. This was how the scribe was at noon, so he left because he felt bored. He didn't expect the scribe to behave like this again.
Since the scribe did not care about himself, Jia Rong kept pouring wine and drinking, and all his thoughts for Xiu'er were pinned on the wine.
Looking at Jia Rong, the scribe asked in surprise: "Why is the general so sad?"
Jia Rong drank the glass of wine he had just filled, and sighed: "Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, raise the glass to relieve the sorrow, and the sorrow will become even more sorrowful!"
Something delayed me, so today’s update is a bit late, sorry!
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