Ouyang Rong stretched out his hand to take a blue paper butterfly flower called "Craftsman".

After looking closely, I didn't miss some of the slight wrinkles on the paper.

Skillfully dismantle half of the flower and put it back together.

"It's exactly the same, it's the one I folded, and it doesn't look abnormal."

Ouyang Rong touched his chin, muttered to himself, and came to a conclusion.

"Master, after the lady Cheng gave the gift during the day, I specially asked me to check, there was no movement on Liu Zi'an's side, it should be the spontaneous behavior of the old craftsman who loves to buy rice wine."

Liu Ahan turned his head and said.

"Private behavior, what does this old gentleman mean by teasing a little girl?"

Ouyang Rong didn't know that after he left that day, this thing had been thrown into the furnace by the old swordsmith and disappeared, he looked at this thing that had been returned and returned, pondered for a while, and then looked at Ah Qing with a green face in front of him.

In the end, Ouyang Rong groaned:

"Ah Qing, since it's a gift for you, then you can accept it.

"But don't contact the people at the sword shop anymore, don't worry about this old craftsman, don't miss the old feelings anymore, go to the sword shop, you are still young, there are many bad people in this world."

He whispered softly, and after speaking, he raised his hand and wanted to rub the girl's sideburns, but he reacted to the great defense of men and women in this world, so he silently stopped.

"Hmmm! The slave listens to the master. ”

Ah Qing responded obediently, took the paper folded blue butterfly flower handed back by Ouyang Rong, glanced at it, and lowered his head into the baggage.

"Master, brothers and sisters will talk, and the slave family will go make tea."

Ah Qing's eyes rolled up slightly, glanced at the two of them, lowered his head and trotted away.

Bidding farewell to the little girl's back, Ouyang Rong turned his head and glanced at Liu Ashan.

Soon, the two of them put this little matter behind them.

They walked into the pavilion in tacit understanding.

The atmosphere was silent.

Liu Ahan didn't speak, looking at his master.

It's always been like this, and when the master tells him, he will do it honestly.

Ouyang Rong's face was a little hesitant, but these were only fleeting, and he reached into his sleeve and took out something.

Liu Ahsan looked curiously.

It's a bronze beast face.

The face of the beast is simple, and the whole presents a unique green patina color of bronze.

Liu Ashan didn't know if it was an illusion, but on the two eyes of the beast's face, there was a faint purple glow that flickered a few times, and then converged and disappeared.

Ouyang Rong was also like him, looking down at the bronze beast face in his hand, and suddenly said:

"Ahsan, do me one last favor?"

"Why the last one?"

"Hmm."

"Master, I know, did the master hear something about it, and he was going to be promoted and leave Dragon City?"

"Perhaps, but almost."

"Master, although he said it, Ah Shan must take care of it."

"Don't you ask, are you helping? What if it's a bad thing, you do it too? ”

"Since the master said that he wanted me to help, it must be a private matter, and the master would not be so hesitant if it was a business matter."

Liu Ahsan is categorical:

"And the old man is upright and open-minded, how can he be bad in private affairs?"

"But this time it's not the right thing to do."

"That lord must have something unspeakable, and the lord is also well-intentioned, I have heard people say that the reason why private matters are called private matters is because they often have good intentions and do unspeakable things."

Ouyang Rong was silent, dumbfounded:

"Who taught you that?"

"Listen to Miss Xie."

"Well, she is a good teacher in front of others, and she is not so eloquent in front of me, a senior brother, why does she seem a little stupid."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and sighed slightly.

Liu Ahan scratched his head and stopped talking.

In fact, I want to say that in the past, he was silent in the past, but on the master's side, he learned more golden sentences, and as for the girl Xie, she couldn't be said to be "bad" by the master.

Ouyang Rong shook his head, turned his head towards Liu Ashan and said:

"It's really an unspeakable thing."

"Sir, please speak."

Ouyang Rong looked at him for a while, and handed out the bronze beast face in his hand, his face calm:

"It's called the Mirage Masquerade."

Liu Ahan was stunned.

What followed was a whisper.

After a long time, the bright moon above his head slowly rose to the sky.

The night was dark, and in the pavilion, Liu Ashan's hesitant voice faintly came out:

"Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "You do things, I don't worry." ”

Liu Ashan's heart slowly flowed through a warm current, and his tone was a little choked: "Master, I ......"

Ouyang Rong patted him on the shoulder and whispered:

"It's okay, just do what I say.

"But Ah Shan, you have always been behind me and listened to my instructions, but one day I will not be there, you have to learn to be alone, if you think of it, then do it, stand up, do not hesitate, we must protect the people or things we want to protect."

Liu Ahan lowered his head to wipe his tears, then nodded heavily, he lowered his voice again, and asked in awe:

"Master, is this the legendary Qi Cultivation Technique?"

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "Almost." ”

After a pause, he nodded and revealed a little:

"However, it has a lot of limitations, and originally only I could activate it, but after I collect your qi machine, I can also allow you to borrow it for half a while, and only the two of us can use it in this world.

In addition, it should not be worn indefinitely, and it needs to be replenished with purple ...... regularly The aura is maintained, so without me infusing a special aura, it's a scrap. ”

"Master, I understand."

Liu Ahan breathed a sigh of relief, his face hesitated, and he still asked:

"Why didn't the master go to see Miss Ye in person, didn't the master ask for leave from Jiangzhou?"

Ouyang Rong glanced at him and said with the same hesitation:

"I have other things to do, and I can't have time, so I can only do it for Ahsan."

Pursing his lips, he said softly, "Is there anything else Ahsan wants to ask?" Or do you want me to help? ”

Liu Ashan couldn't help but glance at the master, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, tonight the old man seemed to be surprisingly patient with them, soft-spoken, and even the old man, who was busy all day in the past, came to his house for dinner.

"No, sir, I understand."

Liu Ahsan nodded heavily.

Ouyang Rong let out a sigh, suddenly remembered something and asked:

"By the way, a trip to Nanlong won't affect your progress with that girl, right? Listen to your sister, it's almost time to talk about marriage. ”

He chuckled.

The atmosphere in the pavilion eased a little.

Liu Ashan's old face was slightly red, his eyes looked away, and he scratched his head and said:

"Master, I was engaged the day before yesterday, and my mother and I have already sent the engagement gift, and her parents seem to be very satisfied with me, in fact, our small place is not so particular, and we can even bring her here now."

"Then why don't you pick it up and let me see it, master?"

"This is the master's house, how can you pick up people to live indiscriminately." Liu Ashan shook his head: "When the master leaves, I will take my mother and Aqing back to live, and then I will talk about it." ”

"I didn't expect me to be an obstacle."

Ouyang Rong smiled embarrassedly, and after a pause, his face turned solemn, and he handed out the mirage mask:

"Then I wish Ahsan a smooth journey tomorrow."

Liu Ahan took it with both hands and nodded solemnly.

Just like Ouyang Rong said that he asked him for help for the last time, this wooden man also bent down and bowed his head for the last time, and arched his hand:

"Yes, sir."

A quarter of an hour later.

Leaving Liu Ashan's family's residence, Ouyang Rong returned to Meilin Courtyard at night.

The stars are sparse tonight, but the moonlight is very bright.

In the bright moonlight, he slowly stopped, looking at a room in the small courtyard of Merlin in front of him, which was still lit up.

It's like an inextinguishable lighthouse on the sea.

Suddenly remembered that when he had just woken up in Donglin Temple, in addition to the people such as his aunt, hair and master Shandao, the first family in Longcheng that Ouyang Rong knew was the Liu Ashan family.

It was also because of his understanding of the life of Liu Ashan's family that he knew the survival situation of the people in Longcheng who were affected by the disaster under the mountain.

It's just that at that time, Ouyang Rong was full of confidence, and felt that he was omnipotent with the knowledge of his previous life, and he stood up with a strong sense of justice to treat Liu Ashan, who was sick in bed in order to save his original body, and later in order to accumulate merit for good fortune and complete his long-cherished wish of controlling water in this life, he went down the mountain without hesitation.

Then there is the construction of disaster relief camps, the wisdom of grain merchants, the dismemberment of the Liu family, and the repair of the wing canal...... Ouyang Rong was pushed forward by this complicated situation all the way, and it was difficult to stop his footsteps, until now, he breathed a sigh of relief, stopped and looked back, and quietly stepped down.

And that night in Donglin Temple, he put on clothes for Ah Qing, who had lost his clothes, left a cure prescription and left Ah Shan's house, and on the night road back to Sanhui Temple, Ouyang Rong also stopped under the moon like this, looking at a lamp left for him in the distant house.

Do you still remember the state of mind at that time, which was surprisingly peaceful and serene as it was at this moment?

"Don't live up to your original intention, heaven and earth are uniform."

Ouyang Rong muttered.

……

Ouyang County ordered to take leave and return to his hometown to worship his ancestors.

This matter spread in Longcheng County today, but it didn't cause too many people to pay attention.

After all, as an official, it is common to occasionally ask for leave.

Besides, Diao Xiancheng is still there, so there's nothing to fish and be lazy.

The officials of the Longcheng County Ya are now taking the lead in Diao County, preparing for the completion ceremony of the Folding Wing Canal on the 15th of this month.

At that time, Diao County Cheng will also replace Ouyang Rong County, who has returned to his hometown, and will come to the stage to say a few words.

Therefore, the silent leave of the young county magistrate did not cause much turmoil in the office, everything was as usual, in fact, according to Diao Xiancheng's whiskers, he was ready to take a group of subordinates to see him off, but he was decisively and forcefully rejected by Ouyang Rong, and let them go about their own business.

The crowd didn't force it.

The main thing is that they have been together for so long and know that this county magistrate is not a person who says polite words.

So this afternoon, there was not much traffic at Penglang Ferry Pier.

Only one official ship was docked on the shore, and there were servants and servants, carrying luggage, up and down.

The luggage was brought in by horse-drawn carriage from Merlot Park on Luming Street, and there were many bookcases and scrolls.

I don't know why this Ouyang County Commander took leave to go back to his hometown and brought back so many books, he was about to empty Merlot Garden.

But none of this raises much suspicion.

There were very few people who came to see them off at the pier today.

Most of the people in Longcheng County don't know about the radish county order asking for leave temporarily, and it's not a transfer to leave and never return, so naturally there is no need to do anything about sending each other for ten miles, and the old folks giving Wanmin umbrellas or something.

However, the family came to the dock to see each other off, after all, Merlot Garden is next door to Su Mansion, and such a big move can't be hidden.

A horse-drawn carriage is parked in the shade of a date tree by the dock, sheltered from the scorching afternoon sun.

Outside the carriage, Lixian and Su Dalang stood beside the horses, wiping their sweat while looking in the direction of the entrance of the official ship, and the faces of both father and son were a little worried and anxious.

Wei Mei and Li covered their faces with tulle, sat in the carriage, and opened the curtains from time to time, and looked at the official ship frequently.

Because the mother and daughter are female dependents, it is inconvenient to get out of the car.

It's just that after waiting for so long, they haven't seen the young county commander for a long time.

"Is Liang Hanxian's nephew already on board? The tired girl went to report it, and said that the old people of Su Mansion came to see them off......"

Lixian and Su Dalang stopped a Merlot Garden maid who was holding a floral burden and was about to get on the boat, and asked politely.

But after a while, the answer that came back disappointed the faces of Lixian and the others.

"What? Is it inconvenient for Liang Hanxian's nephew to receive him when he is busy......"

However, he still persevered, took out some silver beans, and said earnestly and sincerely:

"Can the girl go to the notice again, I just want to see the virtuous nephew, and I have something to say......"

The maid of Merlot Garden waved her hand and bowed slightly:

"Lang Jun said, Master Su and Young Master Su don't need to give each other more courtesy, it's just a temporary farewell, the sun is too prosperous today, please come back early."

Lixian and Su Dalang glanced at each other, and a look of disappointment couldn't help but appear in their eyes.

After helping to block Miaozhen and other people from Luoyang Palace that afternoon, Ouyang Rong had always had this indifferent attitude when he turned his face, and it was difficult to return to the deep friendship that he had from time to time to eat, talk and laugh.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have been hiding my nephew from Lianghan Xian before, I should have listened to my niece Xie earlier......"

Leaving the idle and dejected, stroking his beard and sighing.

Su Dalang and Wei Mei comforted Lixian, and Libao'er's crisp voice suddenly came out of the carriage:

"Father doesn't need to blame himself too much, maybe Ouyang Lianghan is really busy and inconvenient to meet people?"

"Huh." Sigh for a while.

At this moment, the luggage was loaded and unloaded, and the huge official ship slowly moved and sailed away from the dock.

Lixian, Libao'er and others turned their heads one after another, looked from afar, and vaguely saw two figures, one tall and one short, on the bow deck, which were Ouyang Lianghan and the silver-haired maid beside him.

From the faint light light light of the pink lips under the light veil of the wrap:

"Are you really gone...... Returning home? The excuse is still ......"

"But the people of Sufu on Luming Street?"

At this moment, a Mai slave came to the carriage, inquired, and after confirming the identity of Lixian and the others, the servant respectfully handed over a letter:

"The county commander entrusted me with a letter to Mrs. Su."

The people looked at each other.

"Bring it."

A white hand quickly stretched out from within the curtain, took the envelope, and the servant turned to leave.

After a while, the carriage quieted down, and Su Dalang outside couldn't help but ask:

"Sister, what did Brother Lianghan say?"

Su Bao'er didn't answer, her wonderful eyes turned to the official boat slowly moving away on the river, squinting slightly, and the letter in her hand was gone.

Sitting next to him, Wei Mei, who was also veiled, turned his head slightly, and looked at his daughter and her skirt embroidered shoes with a slightly strange look in his eyes, and the fine pieces of paper that were spread all over the ground.

Should I say it or not, it's quite neat and good-looking, and it looks like an old obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The veiled girl who tears the paper has a bad tone:

"Heh, there's nothing for me...... What did he say? Use your sister as a microphone and give a word to the sister of the Xie family...... No, he really thinks I'm the most idle in the family? ”

Su Dalang: Isn't it ......? He swallowed the words.

"Let's go, go back." She wasn't angry.

Not long after, the idle family is either lost or left with a straight face.

What they didn't know was that there was a window half-hidden in the teahouse not far behind.

There was a "squeak" and the window shut.

Ouyang Rong retracted his gaze.

Today's events are going well.

Ye Weilai didn't cry or make trouble this time, she was surprisingly cooperative, got up early in the morning, and honestly packed her luggage and returned home.

"Maybe you think that you have me with you, and there is no sadness ...... parting for the time being"

Ouyang Rong sighed lightly, picked up the cold green tea on the table, raised his head and drank it all.

He turned his head to look at the empty teahouse box and said to himself:

"Everyone has arranged it, as for the official seal and official uniform and the letter of resignation, let the little junior sister come back and hand it in for me after finding out...... Okay, I'm the only one left, strange, why add a 'again'? ”

The young man in Changfu rubbed his face vigorously, turned around and took out a felt hat, lowered his head and put it on, and left silently.

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PS: I solemnly declare here that the handling of the mask is only necessary for the plot, and I will not write any toxic plots in the future, so please don't think about it.

The mask has already recognized the owner, and it is exclusive to the protagonist, and cannot be used by anyone else who is not identified with the protagonist.

Xiao Rong has always felt that an excellent plot should not be restricted by too many shackles, as long as it is not a minefield recognized by the mainstream.

But this does not mean that the creator can play unlimitedly, Xiao Rong, who loves the pure love party, will never write a plot subjectively and knows that it is a poison point for mainstream readers.

It is also a kind of trust that is maintained between the author and the reader:

The reader believes that the author will not do such a thing, and the author believes that his readers believe that he will not do such a thing, so a virtuous circle of creative freedom and reading experience is generated.

However, if one party violates this trust, the other party has the right to immediately point out and criticize.

Above.

I wish the alliance leader "Favorite Higashiyama Qing" good brother a happy birthday! Love you!

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