Today, the county government is on duty early.

In the evening, it was leisurely, and it was not yet dark.

Ouyang Rong strode out of the gate of the county government, and was about to return directly to Merlot Garden, but bumped into a servant in Tsing Yi at the door.

"What? Invite me over for dinner? Ouyang Rong paused.

"Yes, my lord, my eldest man has a few pots of good wine, prepare the wine and food tonight, and wait for the empty table to welcome the lord."

"Da Lang's teacher is sick, and he is not busy taking care of it? Okay, I see. ”

Ouyang Rong smiled and sent away the servants of the Su Mansion.

"Fine wine? What kind of wine to drink. ”

Ouyang Rong muttered, after such a long contact, he and Su Dalang are not greedy drinkers, and drinking is just for socializing.

However, this did not prevent Ouyang Rong from running over to rub off dinner.

Last time, Su Fu invited Ouyang Rong to attend his sister's birthday ceremony, Ouyang Rong thought about it afterwards, and sent someone to send a message yesterday, but he directly refused, only saying that the date was full, and he might not be able to go to the birthday ceremony in two days.

Su Dalang not only didn't blame him, but also asked people to reply to comfort him.

Ouyang Rong is quite embarrassed, and now that he is invited, it is inconvenient to push it again.

He remembered that Liu Ahan next to him didn't drink, but Yan Liulang was a lover of alcohol.

Ouyang Rong turned his head, returned to the county office, went to the soap room of the fishing class, and called out Yan Liulang, who was bragging and farting towards the fast catching brothers.

The two of them went to Su Mansion together.

It's just that as soon as he arrived outside Juxian Garden, he was told by the maid of Sufu that he came too early, and Su Dalang was still in class in the garden, so he had to wait for a while.

Ouyang Rong asked the round-faced maid, and learned that this time it was not the old Mr. Yuan, but another old Confucian.

Fortunately, it's not, otherwise it would have been embarrassing to meet after class later.

"Damn, Da Lang, let us pigeons go again!" Yan Liulang was indignant.

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

"Ouyang Gongzi, Yan Gongzi, please come with the slave maid and rest at the water pavilion in front of you."

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang were not surprised, and followed.

However, as soon as he approached the water pavilion, Ouyang Rong's ears moved slightly.

In the evening garden mixed with the scent of flowers in the air.

A flurry of piano sounds wafted.

From the direction of the Water Pavilion.

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang turned around a jungle.

In the eye, I saw from a distance that in the Water Pavilion Pavilion, there was a beautiful woman dressed in white and plain clothes, with low eyebrows and stroking the piano.

Ding-ding-ding-knock-knock-

All the sounds are quiet, but the sound of the piano.

The sound of this piano is like a mountain and flowing water.

The aftermath lingers in my ears.

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang glanced at each other, their eyes were surprised and puzzled.

"It's ...... There's someone, why don't we change places......"

Ouyang Rong turned his head, and his face was stunned, only to see the round-faced maid who had been following behind him with broken steps, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

The two seemed to be left in place.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but glance at the figure in the Water Pavilion not far away.

Although the evening light was a little dim, the Su Mansion was wealthy, and the eaves of the Water Pavilion were full of bright lanterns.

He saw clearly.

In the pavilion, this little beauty in white who seems to be embellished with plum blossom makeup on her forehead is slightly familiar.

"Ming Mansion knows her? Does it have anything to do with Dalang? ”

Yan Liulang looked at Ouyang Rong's face and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Ouyang Rong didn't speak, he stood in the shade of the tree in place, and he didn't mean to move to the water pavilion.

The young county commander looked around and frowned slightly.

Yan Liulang quieted down and followed him honestly.

In the Water Pavilion Pavilion, the beauty continued to play the piano with her eyes down, as if she didn't notice the two strangers Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang not far away.

The sound of the piano continues.

It's like a forest of leaves blown by the evening breeze on the edge of a pond.

Sometimes urgently, sometimes slowly.

Sometimes the sound of the piano is like the spring water of a mountain stream, clear and transparent, and the style gradually becomes beautiful and bright.

Sometimes it is like a lone mountain peak, lonely and lonely, and the beat is soothing, as if there is a hidden melancholy, and no one can explain it.

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang waited in the shade of this tree for a long time in the sound of the piano, and they didn't see the round-faced maid or Su Dalang and others coming to disturb them.

The two couldn't help but look at each other.

Finally.

The end of the song.

In the pavilion, the little beauty in plum blossom makeup got up, dressed in white, walked out of the water pavilion, and hugged the piano away.

It seems that Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang were not found during the whole process.

"Mingfu, what is this song called?

"Although I am a rough person and do not understand it, the rhythm is quite good, and I don't know how many times better than the tunes in the teahouse I often go to.

"Well, the piano in the hand of this handsome little lady is estimated to be an expensive and good piano, where can an ordinary piano have this kind of timbre."

Yan Liulang nodded, and asked curiously at the back of a young county commander in front of him who was standing silently and pursing his lips.

Ouyang Rong's face was serious, but he shook his head: "I don't understand, but it seems to be very powerful." ”

“……”

Yan Liulang said speechlessly: "That Ming Mansion is still so engrossed, just now I saw the appearance of Ming Mansion, and I thought that I already knew it, and I was silently appreciating it, and I didn't dare to nag you out loud......"

Ouyang Rong smiled embarrassedly.

After the beautiful woman left, the water pavilion was empty, and Su Dalang was still not seen from class, so the two walked towards the brightly lit water pavilion together.

On the waterfront trail, the young county magistrate who was in front of him touched his chin, his face seemed to be thinking, and he turned around and said seriously:

"This tune...... It could be alpine water. ”

"Mountains and rivers? It's still Mingfu powerful. ”

"I guessed, do you believe it?" Ouyang Rong nodded.

Laughing to death, this one is the most famous, he has only heard of this.

Yan Liulang naturally shook his head in disbelief.

The two of them walked into the pavilion and wanted to sit down, but suddenly their eyes were attracted by a certain location in the pavilion.

"Hey, Mingfu, what is this?"

Yan Liulang asked, pointing to a red lacquer pavilion pillar directly in front of him.

"Poetry, I guess." Ouyang Rong nodded again.

"......" Yan Liulang was speechless, "Mingfu, I have eyes and a little literacy, of course I know that this is a poem, but how can it be written on the pavilion pillar?" ”

After a pause, the perceptive blue-clothed catcher asked suspiciously:

"On the day Mr. Yuan fell into the water, let's come here, there is no word on this pavilion pillar, and how does this word look like ink has not dried, and it was newly written not long ago?"

As soon as this question came out, the two of them looked at the stone table in the center of the water pavilion where a little girl with plum blossom makeup had just sit.

There is a pair of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.

In the inkstone in the shape of a swimming fish, there is a piece of black ink that shines dazzlingly under the lantern.

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang couldn't help but look back at the direction where the beautiful woman holding the qin had just left.

The two looked at each other.

"Mingfu, this is written to us...... Yours? Yan Liulang changed his tone and asked.

"I don't know, maybe."

Ouyang Rong shook his head and turned his face to look at the line of handwriting on the pavilion pillar.

Yan Liulang, who is not very literate, looked at it carefully for a while, but it happened that his vocabulary just happened to read it out:

"I'm drunk and sleepy, and I'm going to ...... The Ming Dynasty intended to ...... Hold the piano? ”

Yan Liulang pinched his chin, in front of the pillar, thought for a while, shook his head and shrugged, turned around and asked, "Mingfu, what does this mean?" ”

"Awesome...... Let's go, here comes the people. ”

Ouyang Rong praised and turned around to leave.

He saw Su Dalang's figure in the direction of Juxian Garden not far away.

"Ming Mansion, I see that there seems to be a special vacancy on the pillar next to this, in case it is really written to you by a beautiful woman, do you have to leave a little reply or something? I see that this is how they are played in teahouse dramas, meeting friends with literature or something, and they are always literary. ”

Ouyang Rong nodded: "It makes sense, it's still Liulang who is smart, and he doesn't forget to remind me." ”

Yan Liulang touched the back of his head, and always felt that his Mingfu tone was a little strange.

After wandering in the water pavilion for a while, after a while, the two left the pavilion, joined Su Dalang, and went to Juxian Garden to drink together.

At the end of the dinner, everyone went home happy.

The night is getting darker.

Inside the brightly lit Water Pavilion Pavilion.

"Miss, what does that mean?"

Caishou's face was full of confusion, and his little finger pointed at the only ink on the pavilion pillar in front of him, and asked Su Bao'er behind him.

"Hmm, can Hui Shi still be like this? How is it just a word. ”

Her own lady deliberately wrote a meaningful poem on the red lacquered wooden pillar in the pavilion, but next to this pavilion pillar where the poem was written, on another pavilion pillar that was specially vacated by them, there was only one word of reply at the moment.

The ink hangs high, and some of them are alone.

In stark contrast to the pavilion pillar with a large line of ink written on it, it has a charm of being cold from a high place.

"Six?"

Su Bao'er opened her lips and read, even if she was full of economy and did not lose to some famous Confucians, she was puzzled at the moment:

"What do you mean by that?"

Su Bao'er couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Lianghan's familiar handwriting on it a few more times.

She left a remnant poem in her hand, meeting friends with poetry, quite subtle, but very elegant...... I was drunk and sleepy, and the Ming Dynasty intended to hold the qin...... I can only say that I understand everything.

Didn't Ouyang Lianghan understand?

Wrong.

Su Bao'er shook her head slightly, this thought, she herself felt ridiculous and unbelievable.

Ouyang Lianghan, but he was born as a Jinshi, and he was a famous reading seed in Bailudong Academy, and studied under the famous Confucian Xie Xun.

And not long ago, the "Teacher Said" was even more eye-catching, and the writing was brilliant, and the pressure couldn't be suppressed.

How could such a person not understand poetry?

The colored ribbon next to him seemed to have thought of a piece, but he was also puzzled, frowning and muttering:

"Ouyang Gongzi's six words...... Is there some profound meaning in it? Well, it is worthy of being a Jinshi Tanhualang, cherishing words like gold, and the back poems are incomprehensible. ”

The ribbon sighed in admiration.

Su Bao'er raised her head, frowned slightly, and muttered in her mouth:

"Six...... Referring to the date, or referring to the hour, it can't be the musical scale of the piano, did I accidentally play the wrong tune in the evening, and he was keenly discovered? ”

……

It has been two days since the last time I was invited to a banquet in Su Mansion.

Ouyang Rong is still busy with water control during the day, as for every night, he sleeps very deeply, but the next morning, he is all alive and well, and I don't know if it is the psychological effect of relaxation.

In addition, Ouyang Rong also found that Ye Weilai, this girl, has been a little strange these days, she seems to wake up earlier than him every morning, and she can occasionally be seen "nodding" and dozing off during the day.

I don't know if I didn't sleep well at night.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but shake his head.

In the evening of this day, he also stepped on the next value, and at the gate of the county ya, Ouyang Rong was blocked again.

This time, it was not the Tsing Yi servant who came back, but Su Dalang himself.

"Why did Da Lang leave the hall so early? The teacher is out of class? Ouyang Rong was surprised.

"I won't talk about class today! Let's go, Lianghan comes with his brother. ”

Su Dalang was not polite, pulled his friend's sleeve and walked forward, and took Ouyang Rong to Su Mansion for dinner.

When I asked, I found out that it was Uncle Su who had been fishing at night recently, caught a big fish, and specially made crucian carp soup, and asked Su Dalang to invite Ouyang Rong to the banquet as a friend.

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to go and pull Yan Liulang with him.

The latter is always eating and drinking and prostituting for nothing, of course, Yan Liulang's mouth is called arrogant and dry.

The group came to Su Province.

This time, there was no such thing as being taken by a strange maid to a certain water pavilion and accidentally hitting the sound of the piano, Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang were directly warmly received by the enthusiastic Su Master Su Xian.

The night is getting deeper.

Su Mansion, a brightly lit main hall.

There was an evening breeze blowing the lanterns on the promenade in the distance, and the lights flickered.

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang walked out of the main hall together, came to the porch, looked left and right, and called out to a goose yellow skirt maid who passed by the door.

Yan Liulang clenched his fists and covered his mouth, coughing: "Annoying, how to get to the nearest thatched house?" ”

The little maid in the goose yellow dress casually pointed to the east corridor.

The two thanked each other and walked down the corridor.

Only halfway through the banquet, Yan Liulang drank too much wine, pulled Ouyang Rong, who was seated next to him, to go to the thatched room together, and came out to blow the wind and sober up by the way.

As for why men should go to the toilet with them, it can only be said that going to the toilet with a woman is the same.

"Are you sure it's the way? Why haven't you made it to the end? ”

This Su Mansion is quite big, Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang walked along the road of the little girl with a bun face with baby fat just now, and walked for a while, their faces gradually puzzled.

Just between the two of them, they suddenly saw that on the right side of the corridor not far ahead, there was a pavilion connected to it, and the pavilion plaque was "drunkard".

In the drunken man's pavilion, there was a rather familiar shadow sitting.

The stunning little girl's eyebrows are embellished with plum blossom makeup, but from the last white-clothed Shengxue, she has been replaced by a vermilion dress with a biluo hibiscus crown.

Dressed in a simple and elegant Kundao dress, he sat alone in the pavilion.

On the corridor, the two couldn't help but pause.

Ouyang Rong took a second look and found that this time, the pavilion should be Su Xiaomei's little girl, and she didn't play the piano and sing.

She has a single chess table, one hand on the back of her chin to support her chin, and her two fingers are bent and shallowly twisted a white grain, and she is playing against each other.

It's just that the seat opposite Su Xiaomei is empty.

Left and right hands play each other?

On the corridor, Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang did not stop, and the latter was in a hurry.

The two passed by the pavilion and walked away silently.

And the little girl playing chess in the pavilion seemed to have not noticed them from beginning to end, and her eyes fell.

After half a burnt incense, Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang went to the toilet and returned.

In the gazebo, there was no one left.

The two glanced at each other, paused in tacit understanding, and walked into the pavilion.

In the pavilion, in addition to a black and white chessboard, on the east side of the pavilion pillar, there is a line of elegant and beautiful characters with ink that has not dried.

"It's also a lazy gardener...... A total of the depression... Rain and snow days? ”

Yan Liulang raised his head and read the remnant poem in his mouth.

A young county magistrate glanced at it twice and nodded: "Six." ”

"Huh?" Yan Liulang opened his mouth and turned his head, his face puzzled: "What did the Ming Mansion call me for?" ”

“……”

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but glance at Yan Liulang.

After a pause, he shook his head, "It's okay." ”

Rokuro, who did not sit in the opposite seat, explained the rich connotation of the word "six".

The two turned their heads and looked at the remnants of the poem on the pillar again......

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