Updated: 2012-11-09

Wei Guan Lian said it was a pity that this was a great fragrant tea, and it was hard to find a thousand gold medals. Unexpectedly, Jia Rong drank it so confusedly.

Looking at Wei Guan's expression, Jia Rong also realized that he knew how to taste tea too much, so he drank it all in a daze. In the future, he would not have the chance to get in touch with these, so talking about drinking tea to Jia Rong is equivalent to playing the piano against a cow.

Although the flesh hurts, Wei Guan is not angry because of this little money. He just feels that this excellent Xiangming wasted like this, and he smiled and said to Jia Rong: "Okay, I will call you Zhiyuan in the future."

At this time, Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan with a shame and said, "Rong is a vulgar person, please forgive me."

Wei Guan did not make things difficult for Jia Rong and asked, "Zhiyuan is a man in the army. He has a rough temperament and is reasonable. He met in Xiliang that day and somehow appeared in Hedong?"

Jia Rong replied truthfully: "Rong is under General Dong, and he is stationed in Hedong with the general."

Wei Guan seemed to have been confirmed, and he pointed at Jia Rong in surprise and said, "Can you be Jia Rong and Jia Zhiyuan who burned the Changshe Society?"

Jia Rong felt ashamed. He thought he had faded out of the Han court's vision, but he didn't expect that even Wei Guan, the head of the Wei family, knew about his affairs. It seemed that things were not that simple. He quickly said, "It's Jia Rong."

Wei Guan laughed happily and said, "Zhiyuan is a real hero. I was a little familiar with Zhiyuan's name as soon as I heard it. I didn't expect you to be Jia Rong who broke the Yellow Turban." After that, he burst into laughter.

Jia Rong said modestly: "It's just a trick of eagle, the head of the family doesn't have to worry about it."

Wei Guan waved his hand and said, "How can such a contribution like Zhiyuan be worth mentioning? Zhiyuan came to the humble house, which is really a blessing for my Wei family."

After saying that, a trace of elusive sadness appeared in Wei Guan's eyes.

But Jia Rong captured this information and said, "I wonder what sad things are there for the head of the family?"

Wei Guan sighed and said, "Maybe in your eyes, the Wei family is powerful and no one dares to mess with it."

Jia Rong nodded and affirmed Wei Guan’s statement.

"But the identity of scholars, farmers, businessmen, and merchants is the most humble. My Wei family has been doing business for generations. Although it is quite powerful, it is difficult to change the status of a businessman as a lowly person, so my second son abandoned Shang Congwen and now worshipped under Master Cai." After saying that, a hint of joy appeared in Wei Guan's eyes, as if he was happy for his second son.

Jia Rong asked, "I wonder who Master Cai is?"

Wei Guan looked at Jia Rong with a strange look and said, "Master Cai is Cai Yong, the great scholar of the present."

Jia Rong immediately realized that it was Cai Yong. No wonder Wei Guan said that his two sons were worshipped by Cai Yong's disciples, and a look of pride appeared in his eyes.

As if to prove something, Jia Rong continued to ask: "What is the second son of the head of the family?"

Wei Guan said truthfully: "The second son named Wei and his name are Ning and his name are Zhongdao. He is now in Luoyang."

Jia Rong nodded silently. Wei Zhongdao is the husband of the four beauties Cai Wenji. However, it seems that this young man is not long and dies shortly after his wedding. He is a typical tragic person.

"It's a pity that my eldest son. When I was passing by Xiliang in business, I was robbed by horse thieves. In order to protect me, my eldest son died under the sword of the horse thief." After Wei Guan said that, he picked up the fragrant tea in the cup and drank it all.

Jia Rong suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder he saw Wei Guan walking in Xiliang in such a mess. With the power of the Wei family, it was not like this. It turned out that there was still this kind of thing.

Wei Guan finished drinking the fragrant tea in the cup in one breath, and seemed to be in a much better mood, saying, "Let Zhiyuanjian laugh."

Jia Rong said: "I can understand the mood of the head of the family, but the head of the family should not be too sad. The deceased has passed away, and people should always look forward."

"People always have to look at money, and people always have to look at money..." Wei Guan murmured.

Poor Jia Rong didn't know that Wei Guan misunderstood his meaning.

Suddenly, a trace of brilliance flashed in Wei Guan's eyes. He felt that Jia Rong's words were too classic. Wei Guan was a businessman and naturally valued profit. However, Jia Rong's words expressed the businessman's goal of hard work. What he called Jia Rong was really wonderful, summarizing the direction of struggle for the businessman throughout his life.

Wei Guan thought of Jia Rong who was staring at him blankly and said, "I don't know what Zhiyuan has to ask for. As long as it is what I can do, I will definitely meet all my requests." Since he could say that people are looking at money, they must be people who value profits. Wei Guan thought of this.

Although Wei Guan is a businessman, he is still very sincere in his former life-savior. Even if Jia Rong asks for tens of thousands of dollars, Wei Guan will not feel too much.

Jia Rong shook his head and said, "I didn't save the head of the family for anything in return, and now I won't ask for anything in return from the head of the family."

Wei Guan nodded in approval and said, "Zhiyuan is really a real man."

"My Wei family is quite powerful in the court. Zhiyuan needs any help, just say it bluntly." Wei Guan continued. Wei Guan still knew something about Jia Rong's failure to receive the imperial court this time.

Jia Rong nodded and said nothing.

At the banquet, Wei Guan kept toasting Jia Rong. Jia Rong was not afraid of the visitors. When he arrived in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, he was the one who was most afraid of was drinking. He felt that the wine from the Han Dynasty was like beer from his era, and he didn't feel anything after drinking it.

Wei Guan was very happy today and drank a little too much. As soon as the person got drunk, he started to say more. Wei Guan drove away the maid around him and said mysteriously to Jia Rongshen: "Zhiyuan, do you know my Wei family?"

Jia Rong looked at Wei Guan in confusion and said, "I don't know."

Wei Guan said, "Actually, my Wei family is the descendant of the Queen's Guard Zifu and General Wei Qing." After that, Wei Guan's face showed an indescribable pride.

Jia Rong suddenly became interested. Wei Qing's descendant, Wei Qing was one of the ancient generals he admired the most. How could Jia Rong miss this news? He kept asking Wei Guan about Wei Qing's deeds. The records in historical books are not comprehensive and detailed. Can history books also record Wei Qing's toilet several times?

Wei Guan also proudly told Jia Rong what he knew.

It turned out that the Wei family was a branch of the general Wei Qing family, but the Wei family has been doing business now.

As if to show off, Wei Guan looked around and attached himself to Jia Rong's ear and said, "Zhiyuan, I still have a sword left by my ancestors in my family."

A sentence immediately attracted Jia Rong. The people in the army liked the most were not the gold, silver and jewelry, but magical weapons. Jia Rong asked in an excited and low voice: "Is it the General Wei left behind?"

Wei Guan nodded affirmatively and attached himself to Jia Rong's ear and said, "It's definitely the ancestor's carry-on sword."

Jia Rong was overjoyed and said, "Can you look at it?"

Wei Guan's face showed a look of embarrassment. After all, the treasures heirlooms did not want to be known to outsiders. He just drank a little too much today and said excitedly.

Seeing Wei Guan's expression, Jia Rong said, "The head of the family does not need to make things difficult. If there is any inconvenience, it is okay not to observe."

Wei Guan's mouth moved a few times, and then said, "Zhiyuan, come with me."

Then, Wei Guan repeatedly confirmed that there was no one on the left and right, and then led Jia Rong out.

Jia Rong followed Wei Guan all the way, and Wei Guan was also looking at the surroundings as if he was the most thief, for fear that someone would follow him, so he finally arrived at his destination.

I looked at the front of the door and it turned out to be the back hall.

Wei Guan walked to a vase, twisted it, and saw that the originally flat wall slowly cracked a door, allowing one person to pass through.

Jia Rong was surprised. This is the legendary mechanism, and there is a secret room inside? This is the first time I have seen the dark room of the mechanism.

Wei Guan blew a fire break and walked inward, Jia Rong followed closely behind.

After a cup of tea, the two of them arrived at the innermost part of the secret room.

Wei Guan lit up the lights around him and extinguished the fire. With the lights around him, Jia Rong saw Wei Guan cordially stroking a red paint box on the table in the secret room. The feeling was as if his mother was stroking her child.

Jia Rong walked forward and said to Wei Guan, who was full of affection, "Head of the family, where is the sword?"

Hearing Jia Rong's words, Wei Guan stopped stroking and slowly opened the long red lacquer box.

In the box, a long sword about one meter long was quietly lying. The ancient hilt of the sword was engraved with some patterns that Jia Rong didn't recognize. Jia Rong felt that the only surprising thing about this sword was the murderous aura that the sword faintly revealed, and an unrivaled aura, as if as long as this sword is in hand, no one in the world will be an enemy anymore.

Just a glance, Jia Rong completely fell in love with this sword.

Without Wei Guan's permission, he took the sword out of the box and pulled it out of the sheath. A blue light flashed.

The sword body was shining with a green light. Jia Rong carefully discovered that there was a faint dark red in the sword's green light, which was definitely a powerful tool to drink the blood of thousands of people.

Jia Rong gently stroked the sword body and felt the sword in his hand. It seemed to be to prove the sharpness of the sword. Jia Rong's hand was cut by the sword, and blood flowed.

Although his hands were quite painful, Jia Rong still couldn't put it down and repeatedly waved the sword in his hand, dancing with great strength. Although there were no moves at all, listening to the sound of the sword, Jia Rong showed a satisfied expression.

After a long time, Jia Rong saw Wei Guan with a bitter look next to him and asked, "I wonder if this sword has a name?"

Wei Guan pointed to the two small characters under the hilt of the sword for Jia Rong to show. Jia Rong looked at the two small characters and felt numb. Although he had been in the Eastern Han Dynasty for more than two years, he still didn't understand many characters from the Han Dynasty. Among those two characters, Jia Rong only recognized the first character, the word "qing".

Jia Rong asked repeatedly: "Head of the family, I am not very literate, ashamed, ashamed."

Wei Guan said with a serious expression: "The sword is called Qingyan, which was given by Emperor Wu of Han to reward his ancestors for defeating the Huns. It has always been worn by his ancestors. I also obtained it by chance. It has always been worshipped by my Wei family as a heirloom treasure in the back hall."

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