After experiencing too many hardships, Jia Rong's mood was no longer comparable to the past. He said lightly: "Prepare for 300 people, I will go to Jiangdong to pay my condolences in person.

Jia Rong's tone was unquestionable, and he spoke a bit decisively.

"My lord think twice. Now the attitude of the princes in the Central Plains is not clear. Chang'an is beginning to be stable, so you must not be in danger. If there is something wrong with the lord, where should the Xiliang army go?" Jia Xu could no longer maintain his calm expression and persuaded in a hurry.

Jia Rong smiled and said, "It's as strong as the Xianbei, but it's not the fallen waters that were beaten by the Western Liang army. Brother Wentai and I were old friends back then, so it was reasonable to go to worship. Wenhe doesn't have to persuade him anymore, I'm determined."

From Jia Rong's laughter, Jia Xu felt an unprecedented sense of desolation, sighed and 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 who had ulterior motives. If they were not careful, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"If Jia Rong had anything to do, the princes of Guandong would definitely pay the price of blood." Jia Xu said inwardly.

Jia Xu, who didn't care about anything back then, smiled at all kinds of war disasters, has never returned. For the first time, he truly realized how correct it is to "a scholar dies for his confidant". Today is Sun Jian. I believe that if there is something wrong with the brothers of the Xiliang Army in the future, Jia Rong will rush forward without hesitation.

As expected, when Jia Rong expressed his determination to go to Jiangdong, all the generals of the Xiliang Army opposed it.

"Brother, are you really going to Jiangdong?" Wei Fu asked softly in the general's mansion.

Jia Rong's face immediately pulled down and said coldly: "Who told you?"

Wei Fu was shocked and knew that Jia Rong was not happy. She cried and said, "Please forgive me, brother, it was Fu'er who asked for it on his own initiative."

Jia Rong sighed and said, "No need to do this. Don't interfere in the military affairs in the future."

Wei Fu agreed repeatedly.

"Brother Wentai was killed by Liu Biao a few days ago. I wanted to go to pay my respects. It was a brother's fight, but I didn't expect Brother Wentai to leave first."

"When my elder brother was in Luoyang, he offended the princes of the Central Plains. If he went rashly, he might be plotted against them. Moreover, when my elder brother was in Hulao Pass, Sun Jian also led his army to attack."

Jia Rong nodded and said, "You won't understand."

"Even though Fu'er is at ease, the princes of the Central Plains have the intention but have no courage. The endless revenge of the Xiliang army is not something they can bear."

Wei Fu thought about it and felt that it was, but she was still worried about Jia Rong's trip to Jiangdong.

Jia Rong wanted to leave Chang'an, but it was circulated in the upper class of the Xiliang Army. This is also the reason why Jia Rong was displeased with Wei Fu's knowledge that he was leaving Chang'an. With himself in Chang'an, the little girl in the city would definitely not cause trouble, but after leaving, there was another situation.

The three hundred cavalrymen were all the remaining warriors on the battlefield. They were experienced and had great martial arts skills, and were led by Zhao Yun.

Three hundred cavalrymen quietly walked out of the city under the night, and did not startle the people in the city. On the outside, Chang'an City still seemed to be the same as before. Jia Rong took sick leave in advance.

"Bo Fu, your father unfortunately died in battle when he was fighting with Liu Biao." Jia Rong said in a heavy tone.

Sun Ceru was struck by lightning, looked ahead with a daze blank expression, and said with gritted teeth for a long time: "Liu Biao, I will not be a human being if I do not avenge this revenge."

Zu Mao was also mixed in his heart. He had been in the Xiliang Army for more than a year and had learned a lot. He also understood why the Xiliang Army was so powerful. It was not accidental that the Jiangdong Army and the Xiliang Army were defeated in the battle. His awe for Sun Jian gradually became smaller than that of the Xiliang Army. He was sent back to Jiangdong. Zu Mao was also a little reluctant.

Jia Rong sighed: "I reminded Wentai not to advance when fighting with Liu Biaojun, and I don't want Wentai to do so."

Sun Ce said: "Uncle doesn't have to do this. Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are the most important thing. I just hope that my uncle can lend his nephew's troops and avenge his father."

After so long after coming to the Xiliang Army, Sun Ce's anger towards Jia Rong had long disappeared.

In Chang'an, Sun Ce saw how a half-destroyed 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 restrict the rest. Sun Ce, a prisoner, was free to a large extent.

In fact, even if Sun Ce is determined to escape, I believe the Western Liang army will not pursue it.

"Bofu, your father's foundation in Jiangdong is still waiting for you to go back to inherit. Liu Biao has Jingzhou, and he has 100,000 armored men and thousands of miles of fertile land. He cannot be defeated now. After returning, he will secretly develop his strength and make more preparations." Jia Rongyu advised earnestly.

Although Sun Ce and his father were brave and famous, they did not live long. Jia Rong said this. He did not want the princes of the Central Plains to be comfortable too early. With such a fierce tiger, it was enough to turn the Central Plains upside down, and the Western Liang army made profits from it.

"After returning to Jiangdong, I will do my best to assist Bo Fu in charge of the foundation laid by Wentan. I donated more than 100 war horses to Wentan. Wentan had built a huge foundation. Bo Fu's courage is not inferior to Wentan. I believe he will have greater achievements."

Sun Ce understood and nodded, his eyes becoming more and more firm.

A cavalry of 300 people is rare in the Central Plains. Since the battle between the Han and the Qiang people and other foreign races, war horses have been scarce. A good war horse can be worth hundreds of gold and thousands of gold in the Central Plains. No robbers on the road dare to infringe on the road, and they will take a detour when they see the cavalry coming.

The cavalry's outfits are all dressed in guards.

Half a month later, Jia Rong stepped into the boundary of Jingzhou, and there were many heroes in Jingxiang. Yingchuan Academy’s statement was even more well-known. The developing Xiliang Army was eager to gain talents.

In order not to attract the attention of those who are interested, the three hundred cavalrymen moved forward separately and joined forces in Jiangdong. Jia Rong only brought Sun Ce and Zhao Yun and more than ten cavalrymen.

"Stop, what are you doing in Jinling?" The soldiers guarding the gate saw more than ten cavalry appearing in front of him, as if facing a great enemy.

Jia Rong turned over and dismounted, walked to the soldier, stuffed some gold into the soldier's hands without any trace, and smiled: "This military master is a young man who sells horses. The war horses behind him are preparing to sell them, so I ask the military master to be kind."

The soldier felt the money in his hand, looked happy and said righteously: "After entering the city, don't rush around, don't disturb the people, otherwise I will never let go."

Jia Rong said yes.

After entering the city, Sun Ce asked in confusion: "Why is uncle so humble to a soldier guarding the city?"

Jia Rong explained: "Bo Fu, under the eaves, people have to bow their heads. If such soldiers are in the Xiliang Army, they will definitely be abandoned. It is precisely with such soldiers that we can enter Jinling safely. Otherwise, the soldiers will report to the top layer by layer, and we will suffer the loss. Don't ignore the role of any small person to achieve great things."

"After returning to Jiangdong, don't panic or angry when encountering problems, learn to think calmly." Jia Rong took the opportunity to persuade.

If Sun Ce still didn't understand that Jia Rong was doing his own good, it would have been in vain for so long.

After finding the inn and putting the war horses in place, I ordered a table of wine and food. Jia Rong and Sun Ce ate and drank, which had a unique flavor.

Zhao Yun held his right hand on the sword and stared at the left and right with vigilant eyes. More than a dozen cavalrymen were also eating and drinking nearby, with their eyes fixed on Jia Rong's direction from time to time.

Jia Rong laughed secretly. Such protection is too clumsy. A discerning person can tell at a glance that Jia Rong is the core of this group of characters.

Even if he went to Jiangdong alone, Jia Rong would not worry about safety. Lone wolf soldiers were everywhere in the Han Dynasty. Wherever Jia Rong went, three hundred blood guards were protecting Jia Rong on the surface, but secretly there were Lone wolf soldiers guarding him.

"Young Master, you said that lord would not send someone to arrest us, right?" asked a man in a housekeeper.

With a light cough, the young master said, "No, I will take you with me, and there will be no mistakes in the little Jinling. Even if you play, I will pay all the money."

The servants' handsome face showed a look of excitement.

"Waiter, bring all the good wine and food! Remember to bring the best ones!" The young master's arrogant voice spread throughout the restaurant. The restaurant, which was already a small number of people, immediately focused his attention on the two of them. Although this was an ordinary restaurant, the food inside was not cheap.

The waiter knew that this was a rich guest, so he hurriedly stepped forward to entertain him.

At this time, Jia Rong was drinking to miss every bit of his past and Sun Jian. He was interrupted and was naturally unhappy and snorted coldly: "It's just a child of an official who relied on his posture to act recklessly."

Jia Rong did not deliberately restrain his voice, and the young master and servant downstairs heard it just so well.

The footsteps of "thump" sounded, and the angry young master brought his servant to Jia Rong and shouted without any image: "Who are you talking about?"

Jia Rong sneered: "Whoever is angry is talking about it!"

The young master immediately said, "I've been joking with golden leaves." He had never been so quizzed when he grew up with such a quibble.

"Hurry up and apologize to my young master, otherwise you will be careful that the soldiers in the city will catch you, hum!" The servant stepped forward and said with a stern look on his face.

Jia Rong laughed and said, "I haven't broken the law, how can there be soldiers coming to arrest me?"

Sun Ce was also attracted by the master and servant in front of him. It was rare to be able to shout so loudly in front of Jia Rong, who was famous all over the world. After defeating the Xianbei, Jia Rong was ranked as the general. Even Liu Biao would pay a big gift to see Jia Rong.

"This young man's voice is so crisp!" Sun Ce seemed to remember something and suddenly realized.

The young master's expression slacked slightly, and he immediately recovered, and his eyes were full of anger.

"There is no one in Jinling that I cannot catch." The young master's arrogant voice sounded again in the restaurant. Many timid guests began to leave. The upper class had a conflict. The only ones who were unlucky were the little people, and a few drinkers who liked to watch the fun turned their attention to the wine table where Jia Rong was.

Jia Rong was too lazy to talk nonsense with such a boring person. He picked up the sword on the table, got up and walked downstairs. Zhao Yun and Sun Ce followed closely, leaving behind the master and servant who looked at each other.

"Stop!" the young master shouted loudly.

Jia Rong's steps stopped slightly, he turned his head to look at the young master, and continued to walk forward.

After Jia Rong walked away, the young master's body suddenly softened and sat on the chair weakly. He looked at Jia Rong's direction for a long time and was speechless. His back had been soaked with sweat. The look before leaving made the young master who had never been afraid of being afraid of the world, that was, he would "dead" if he continued to say it. How could he have such a sharp look? He had never encountered his father, nor did he meet the generals in the army.
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