"Miss, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so strange, is it barefoot and cold into your body? ”

On the third floor of Mei Yingzhai, in a messy study, the little maid with a bun face said worriedly.

"I, I'm fine......" Su Bao'er's voice came.

Caishou couldn't help but look at the young lady who was standing silently by the paper basket on the ground.

It's fine at the beginning of today, but in the afternoon, I don't know what strange passivity was triggered, and Miss suddenly became different from usual.

The change in her own young lady made her feel a little strange and familiar.

That's right.

It's strange and familiar at the same time.

Strangeness is compared with the usual indifferent tranquility.

And familiar......

It was the appearance of the young lady running down the stairs barefoot and stepping on the rain in the courtyard desperately, a bit like a dream back to her childhood.

The black-bellied little Lori figure who used to like to fly around and fall in love with the naughty boy like a naughty boy and climb the wall and the roof seems to be back.

Although it may only be a flash in the pan.

However, Caishou always felt that when she grew up, she began to gradually become quiet and indifferent, and the young lady who was gentle and polite still had a naughty and active girl figure in her heart.

It's just that it doesn't show up often.

From movement to stillness.

It's just that for some reason, today something seems to have been released from the cage.

Caishou couldn't help but look at the mulberry paper that pressed the fabric in front of the young lady's soft breasts at this moment.

It's covered in someone's handwriting.

It doesn't seem to be caused by this resignation sent by Ouyang Gongzi......

"Caishou, you, you go out first." Su Bao'er said suddenly.

She took a silent step forward, the hem of her skirt blocking the paper basket and the red paper bamboo sticks in the confetti next to her.

Caishou's attention was diverted, and he was stunned: "Okay." ”

"Wait."

"What's the matter, miss, what's wrong with you?"

"There's no discomfort, it's just that you suddenly found a very important thing, you don't need to worry about it, just do your thing, and ......"

Su Bao'er paused, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked away and said:

"In addition, you are not allowed to tell anyone about today's affairs, not even the lord and the lady, you know?"

"Oh." Caishou bowed her head, and the toes of her embroidered shoes stood on tiptoe to make a burrowing motion, "The slave knows." ”

"Okay, you go down first, and tell the other maids in the courtyard not to break their mouths."

"Yes."

Looking at the back of the colorful ribbon disappearing at the door, the door was closed from the outside, Su Bao'er stood by the paper basket and did not move, when she heard the sound of going downstairs and walked away, she moved like a rabbit, came to the door barefoot, and locked the door from the inside.

He quickly walked to the paper basket that had fallen to the ground.

Su Bao'er's figure paused, and the shadow shook.

He seemed to hesitate.

She twisted the paper and pulled up the skirts on both sides, squatting a little disregarding the image.

The barefoot girl in the pink skirt buried her face with her hands on her knees, revealing a pair of thin eyes and squinting, staring at the bamboo sticks wrapped in red paper on the ground.

The bamboo sticks lie quietly between the confetti, as if honestly waiting for someone to pick them up.

Her hands clenched into fists slightly.

"Is it a coincidence or ......"

The murmuring stopped.

Some complicated colors appeared in Su Bao'er's eyes.

There are doubts, there are shames, and there are others.

She had never thought about this before.

I don't care about this unexpected marriage lot.

However, Su Bao'er has just experienced what has come true and is in a ...... After thousands of degrees, I suddenly looked back at the person who was in the dim light, and there was a faint wonderful experience wrapped in fate.

There is another ...... Everything in the world seems to have a certain fate-like trajectory, just to see if you can see through a few traces of heavenly subtlety.

Under the influence of the aftermath of this special event, my mind unconsciously turned to a certain type of fatalism.

They are particularly sensitive to the clues that happen around them.

So now, Su Bao'er is facing this marriage sign again.

Even if the reason is not gullible, but a heart will inevitably give birth to a trace of "is there a destiny in the dark" shameful thoughts.

In fact, this is not to blame Su Bao'er for thinking wildly, even if anyone is in this situation, it is difficult to be completely indifferent and rational.

What's more, in the face of this marriage, it is still a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who is quite deep and suspicious in the city government, which is a sensitive and sentimental age.

In front of the paper basket, Su Bao'er didn't stretch out his hand for a long time.

The squatting slender back is quiet.

She didn't really believe in fate before.

But since I learned what kind of blood I was born in the mortal world, I learned how many ups and downs my father and mother had experienced, and I learned what the "kind" grandmother who had never masked her did.

She didn't believe it at all.

In addition, there is also the old man who once told Su Bao'er's fortune and spat out proverbs.

Not long ago, Su Bao'er just got the news that this old scholar surnamed Yuan, who has a very high rank in the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan Mountain, has become an immortal, that is, he is dead.

She also faintly heard that the old Xiangshi may have leaked too many heavenly secrets and caused the loss of longevity, and it was difficult to resist the hard life......

Perhaps this is also the reason why most of the Taoist priests of the Shangqing Sect have a single lineage, and it is difficult to live long and die.

Between entering the world and being born, vacillating in the red dust and the hidden world.

and all day long, or help the gods, or subdue demons and destroy demons...... The main one is a nosy.

Even if most of the disciples collected selected those with very hard lives, they did not have a long life.

It is also the blood of the three mountains, look at the Taoist priests of the Taiqing Sect of Longhu Mountain and the Yuqing Sect of Gesoap Mountain.

In the former, the door of the mansion is closed, and Huang Zitianshi rarely goes out of the mountain, and he cherishes his feathers very much.

The latter, the door is wide open, the practice of alchemy to save the dead and help the wounded, mingles with the princes and nobles, and the common people, and the world is full of fireworks.

After receiving this news, Su Bao'er was still a little silent when she was stunned.

At this moment, the study was quiet for a long time.

Above the upside-down paper basket, a plain hand suddenly stretched out.

The palm of the hand stopped in the air.

Took it back again.

"Proverbs are proverbs, but I didn't mention this red sign, what are you thinking about......"

Su Bao'er shook her head slightly, lowered her eyes and whispered:

"Do we share prosperity and hardship...... That is, to become a person in the same camp, there can be many reasonable ways to make friends, or like Brother A, or like Sister Xie, anyway, it is definitely not like a ribbon. ”

As if talking to herself, in a whisper, Su Bao'er stood up, shook her hand and walked away.

Walk towards the desk.

Halfway through.

Su Bao'er stopped, suddenly folded back to the paper basket, squatted down and picked up the bamboo skewer wrapped in red paper.

Walked straight to the bookshelf and tiptoed to pick a large thick book on the top of the shelf.

Su Bao'er stuffed the new marriage sign into the book casually, and then tiptoed, and the thick book returned to its place.

Her eyelids drooped and she turned away.

The marriage sign was not lost.

But, it didn't open either.

At dusk, the last rays of afterglow behind the distant mountains outside the window retract behind the dark silhouette of the mountains.

There was no light in the study, Su Bao'er carefully put away the mulberry paper, and stayed quietly in the house for a while, and after a while, she walked out of the study, came to the courtyard, and found the colorful ribbon that was preparing dinner with the maids.

Su Bao'er opened the other maids and called the colorful ribbon in front of her.

"Miss, your face is much better now."

"I said it's okay, guess what, why are your eyes so carefree."

"Uh-huh...... Miss, the slave is going to clean up the study for you. ”

"Wait."

"What do you command?"

"You...... Where's your umbrella? ”

"Umbrella? What an umbrella, is the lady going out, it's not raining now. ”

"I'm talking about...... That red umbrella, you, the one you hold at noon. ”

Su Bao'er silently turned her gaze away, and looked at the puddle on the ground on the side, which reflected the puzzled expression of the little maid with a bun face next to her.

"Miss is talking about Ouyang Gongzi's red umbrella?" She asked directly.

Su Bao'er said "um" in a nasal voice.

"Miss, don't rush, the slave will be sent back tomorrow, the slave and the maid will come to thank you, don't mention Miss, and promise not to let Ouyang Gongzi and others misunderstand." Colorful ribbon patted the small chest and reassured.

"No...... No need, I thought about it, I'd better go and pay it back, be polite, it's not appropriate for you to be a maid in the past, if I go, be more solemn. ”

Su Bao'er turned her face and said seriously towards Caishou, she sighed lightly:

"Anyway, it's a neighbor, isn't it?"

"......" ribbons.

The little girl looked down at her young lady and unceremoniously spread out her begging palms.

"Miss...... That's not what you said at noon. ”

Su Bao'er frowned slightly, as if she was a little unhappy:

"What to say and not to say. Didn't I teach you that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, and this is forgotten? You skinny girl, go get an umbrella. ”

She paused, seemed to think for a moment, looked up slightly at the starry night sky, and whispered to herself:

"These two days should be sunny and beautiful, just take a bath in incense, what clothes are suitable to wear, in that case, I have no experience, if Sister Xie is here, you can ask ......"

“……？？？” Colored ribbons.

Why does this line sound so familiar?

Colorful ribbon board small face:

"Miss, you've changed! The wind and the sun are beautiful, the bath is fragrant, dignified and elegant...... Miss, is this an umbrella or a blind date? ”

Ignoring the little girl who protested sourly, Su Bao'er lowered her eyes and muttered to herself, turned around and went back to the house, she waved the back of her hand behind her back and ordered:

"I'll send the umbrella to the study later."

“……”

……

Ouyang Rong has been very busy during the day recently.

The kind that doesn't touch the ground.

In the past two days, he finally sent Shen Xisheng and Wang Lengran away, and he turned his head to devote himself to the last flood control preparations in the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek.

In fact, he didn't know what these two Shangguan lords had been procrastinating for these days, staying in Dragon City.

Except for the half-dead Liu family, which Wang Lengran protected with a very obvious meaning, Ouyang Rong really couldn't figure out what other reason there was to let them delay until the nearest time, and it was a long time since the ribbon-cutting ceremony ended.

It's easy to please God, isn't it?

Or is it on official travel?

But in addition to the beautiful men in this Longcheng County, there is no beautiful scenery to see, they have almost been washed away by the last flood, and many celebrity monuments are not prioritized enough, they have not been repaired, and they are now covered with weeds.

So, by the way, don't you two adults have official business to deal with in Jiangzhou City?

Ouyang Rong was puzzled, and in the end he could only cheekily think that it might be the orderly and well-fed Dragon City style under his governance, which made the two Shangguan forget to return.

However, Ouyang Rong didn't see any signs of these two Jiangzhou Shangguan running to the third floor of Yunshui Pavilion...... Instead, I saw the atmosphere of the two Shangguan faintly not dealing with each other.

Of course, after experiencing the grain restriction order and the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and the relationship between his mentor Xie Xun, Ouyang Rong is naturally biased towards Shen Xisheng.

can be biased, completely stand in line in front of the public, and tear his face with Wang Lengran, but it is not enough.

Officialdom still pays attention to a decent one.

Besides, no matter what the position is, whether it is turbid or not, everything must be done under the banner of serving the court and the people, and there must be harmony among everyone on the face.

This is the rule of the game, and Ouyang Rong is powerless to change it for the time being.

And Ouyang Rong is also self-aware, he is a Qipin Zhixian who has just entered the officialdom, and when he is not very closely bound to Shen Xisheng's faction, he forcibly stands in line, and it is easy to become a cannon fodder pawn.

It's easy to mix with the same stream.

But it's hard to take sides

It's harder to be alone.

And if you want to devote yourself to it and do something practical, it will be even more difficult.

When Ouyang Rong was studying in his previous life, he didn't feel deeply about this, but after waking up from the cave, he put on this official uniform and devoted himself to this officialdom to work hard, and he gradually understood this truth.

Moreover, sometimes the official level can really crush people to death.

In particular, the current official is not as good as the current management.

Ouyang Rong is very sober, and Wang Leng Ran, the assassin of Jiangzhou, is his top boss of the Longcheng County Order.

Jiangzhou Thorn History Mansion is the superior official office of Longcheng County.

Although Shen Xisheng is half a level higher than Wang Lengran, as a member of the imperial court, his responsibilities are only two things: investigating the rice case and inspecting disaster relief and water control.

Besides, Wang Lengran can secretly wrestle with Shen Xisheng, and he must have his confidence.

There is clearly a deeper political side behind the two sides.

There is a high probability that it involves the officialdom of the Zhou court in Luoyang, the capital of the gods.

Behind this twisting and exquisite, Ouyang Rong's eyes are bright.

Just by tiptoeing and looking, he had a little headache on his forehead.

You can't make dumplings for a jar of vinegar, right?

Not to mention, sometimes under the table, even opponents and enemies, there will be some exchange of interests, occasionally compromising with each other and exchanging chips.

For example, the Liu family, who were dismembered after the public trial.

Therefore, in the case that the only witness of the Jade Maiden is in a state of coma, and the little junior sister has not collected the key evidence of the crime, procedural justice cannot be activated.

Ouyang Rong chose to temporarily collect the drums and sound the soldiers, in exchange for Wang Lengran's attitude of obviously protecting the rest of the Liu family, and his attitude to support Longcheng County's water control measures.

An old and a young, two smart people, faintly reached a tacit understanding.

Of course, Shen Xisheng on the side should also be aware of this, but he didn't say anything, but he cooperated with Ouyang Rong a little bit, and kept a distance, without forcibly wooing him and asking him.

I don't know if it's because of the relationship between the teacher Xie Xun and the little junior sister, so tolerant of the younger generation.

Ouyang Rong was slightly embarrassed.

But it also made Ouyang Rong more and more fond of this Lord Shen.

So when I said goodbye yesterday, I not only gave this Lord Shen several large jars of pickled radish, but also specially pulled him to toast several more bowls of wine, during which Ouyang Rong was consumed a lot of smooth talk.

This is still from the wine-loving Tian County Ling next door, and Ouyang Rong was also drunk by his smooth persuasion last time.

It's just that there is another thing that makes Ouyang Rong feel strange, that is, Shen Xisheng's eyes looking at him, which often make people feel a little strange.

Ouyang Rong was slightly confused, could it be that he had misunderstood his relationship with his junior sister?

The young county commander laughed, just because it was the bad taste of his predecessors, and he didn't care too much.

Actually, if you want to say that Ouyang Rong is arrogant and tough, and forcibly hardens the king coldly, then it is naturally okay.

Anyway, Ouyang Rong is confident that there is no corruption in the hands of Wang Lengran, his sleeves are clean, he has a good reputation in Longcheng County and the surrounding counties, he has no truth, and the radish county order is not called in vain.

Besides, he still has the golden body of a world-famous upright gentleman.

Finally, there is a certain underground palace blessing, which seems to be able to run away at any time.

This piece of personal defense is full, and it is true.

After the hard top boss, the flawless mess is over.

But Ouyang Rong still wants to do something practical in Dragon City.

Wang Lengran may not be able to provide him with any help, but if he is stumbling up, so that he can't do things in a short period of time, or let him do things with many obstacles, this new assassin in Jiangzhou can still do it.

That's where a lot of things in the world go bad.

In any case, Wang Lengran's stay in Longcheng with Shen Xisheng and others these days has indeed distracted Ouyang Rong a lot, and he is occupying the public court, and he is also the dignity and politeness of the officialdom, which is really in the way.

Now that the two Bodhisattvas have all been sent away, Ouyang Rong's energy has been thrown into the final water control.

In the evening of that day, taking advantage of the tacit compromise of a certain king, the Longcheng County Ya issued an official document to Jiangzhou City to mobilize flood control boats.

Behind the desk, a young county magistrate patted his sleeves and got up, rarely stepped on the next duty, and went home for dinner.