"Tan Lang seems to have slept more peacefully in the past two days."

Drink ice fast, study.

Ouyang Rong, who got up early with a shawl, was squatting on the steps of the house regardless of his image, rinsing his mouth with warm strong tea and brushing his teeth with wicker.

Inside the door, next to the copper basin shelf in the inner room, Ye Weilai rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white and smooth arms, wrung a hot towel for him, and said something to herself.

Ouyang Rong paused, lowered his head and spit out mouthwash, looked at the green bamboo forest courtyard with two eyes of insects, and asked without looking back:

"How do you know?"

"A few days ago, every time I woke up in a daze, only the slave's legs pressed on Tan Lang's body, and Tan Lang slept properly, but when I woke up in the morning these two days, Tan Lang's legs were accidentally pressed on the slave's body, and the slave's hair was also pressed."

Ye Weilai twisted the towel with her thin arm and pointed her head firmly:

"Tan Lang must have slept more peacefully than the other day."

Ouyang Rong put down the willow toothbrush, walked into the house, took the hot towel handed by Ye Weilai obediently, covered his face and wiped it.

He freed up one hand and rubbed Ye Weilai's curled head, and a buzzing sound came from under the hot towel on his face:

"The little head melon seed is smart, if only this smart, it would be good if I didn't often give you Sister Xie a 'small report'."

Ye Weilai spit out the tip of her tongue.

After taking a look at what she found, she said happily: "Tan Lang has a good complexion, and it seems to be better to brave the cold." ”

"Whew~" Ouyang Rong put down the towel, exhaled a long breath, and sighed:

"Wei Lai, I feel more and more that drinking ice and fasting has buried you, and you shouldn't be doing these jobs of serving tea and water in the house for the rest of your life."

Ye Weilai shook her head: "The slaves outside are afraid, this is the slave's house, the slaves don't leave, and the slaves are gone, who will take care of Tanlang." ”

She stretched out her hands and subconsciously wanted to take the cool towel.

Ouyang Rong looked at her, didn't give it, walked forward alone, rolled up his sleeves, put the towel into the copper basin with hot water, and washed his face:

"Afraid? How do I think, it should be that others are afraid of you, well, no matter where you go, you can quickly adapt and integrate, this is a rare talent, you didn't find it yourself. ”

Looking at Ouyang Rong, who could support herself without her, Ye Wei's face was a little depressed,

In fact, she has never understood why Tan Lang doesn't like to be served by maids very much.

Even now that she is a governor, there is only one nominal concubine in the house, Ye Weilai, and there is not a single resident maid, and even now, she has only one in the house, and she doesn't seem to need it much.

Look at the male owner of other people's houses, which one came home, not like a big man, and was served by the maid's subordinates, and both parties did not feel that it was inappropriate, and it was taken for granted.

Ye Weilai whispered:

"If the slave doesn't serve Tan Lang, what else can he do when he goes out, except for Tan Lang, everyone outside dislikes the slave's bloody and white hair."

Ouyang Rong dropped the towel, turned around and said softly: "Who said that women must entertain people with sex." ”

Ye Weilai bit her lip: "Not everyone is like Sister Xie, with a family background, talent, and ...... appearance."

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly: "There should be other ways to use brains, for smart and excellent women in this world." ”

"Hmm, where do all the strange women in this world go, except for Sister Xie, who is already from a high-ranking family, there are few innate restrictions."

Ouyang Rong frowned and thought about it, and sighed a little about the restrictions of this era:

"It seems that there are really few, studying in the academy, being a talented woman or a female gentleman to make a name?

"Refining Qi into the Hidden World Sect, like Yunmeng Nujun, or going around the rivers and lakes, and being a legendary woman?

"Or enter the palace to accompany the monarch, well, I heard that the female officials in front of the empress such as the chief priest of the palace and the female historian in colorful clothes are above 10,000 people under one person, and even the princes of the court must be careful."

He thought about it and muttered a little: "Anyway, which ......one do you want?"

"Is that so?" Ye Weilai nodded, and said seriously with a small face:

"In fact, there is another way, which is to assist the strange man, be a virtuous and internal helper behind him, and make a name for himself together in future generations, such as the strange woman such as the Red Whisk Girl in the Romance Book."

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, didn't react for a while, and bowed his head: "So, it seems to be counted." ”

Ye Weilai stood on tiptoe and pecked him in the face quickly: "Slave choose this." ”

The white-haired maid leaned back slightly, patted her little chest and said:

"So, Tan Lang, isn't it already now, slave this is called taking less than fifty years of detours, directly in one step, coming to Tan Lang's side in advance, and providing warm and powerful support for this strange man who must be famous in history."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look at the white-haired girl in front of him with a serious face and a shirt in both hands.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Turning a basin of water and handing a towel is called a strong backup, right?"

Ouyang Rong made a blank face and nodded: "At a young age, you have lived such a 'big and enlightened' life, and you will have it in the future?" ”

As he spoke, he rewarded her with a chestnut.

"Tan Lang, it hurts ......" Ye Wei covered her head with her mouth and squatted down.

Ouyang Rong shook his head speechlessly, walked into the warm inner room, and changed into his official uniform.

Ye Weilai was busy helping before and after

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly, as if he was silently thinking about something,

Before going out, he saw Ye Wei staring at him, and the girl asked in a nervous tone:

"Tan Lang is still thinking about what happened just now?"

"Uh-huh." Ouyang Rong was noncommittal.

"The slave doesn't want to leave Tanlang for a moment......"

"Let's not mention this yet, let's talk about it later."

After a pause, Ouyang Rong asked: "You continue to read and write first, by the way, have you finished reading the stack of books that Yuan Zhenghou handed over to you?" ”

"I've read it early."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier, I'm busy, I didn't ask, you just pretend to be stupid and lazy, right?"

"Nope." She weakly defended: "I thought there was only so much. ”

"Then, after reading these books, I will check them out."

"Why are there so many, how can there be ......"

"Since your brain is smart, then read more, and in a few days, I will take the time to teach you how to do math, how to use the abacus......"

Ouyang Rong waved his hand and tirelessly advised: "I'll ask Wanwan again when I go back, and see what she has to teach you, you can't be lazy anymore, you know." ”

"Oh." Ye Weilai was weak, and suddenly remembered that the embroidery girl also likes to teach.

In other words, I like to teach her.

"Huh?" Ouyang Rong's nasal voice was aggravated.

"Know...... Got it. Ye Weilai cheered up.

"That's right."

Ouyang Rong's back walked out of the courtyard, ready to be on duty.

"Tanlang."

Ye Weilai suddenly called out to Ouyang Rong.

The latter looked back at him curiously.

The silver-haired girl who was tiptoeing to look at someone's back by the courtyard gate, her little face flushed, shouted:

"Being able to wait for you to go home from duty every day, and to be able to watch you night and night, the slave is really happy."

Ouyang Rong's back only paused slightly, and continued to move forward, waving his hand, making a relaxed demeanor:

"Then I'm different, seeing you at a young age, but playing so easily every day, it's a hundred times more uncomfortable than my busy feet on the ground."

Ye Weilai: "......"

Ouyang Rong smiled and went out to leave, not teasing her again.

On a sunny spring day in March, the air gradually warms up.

Ouyang Rong's little cold has improved a lot, and he didn't wear the fox white shawl anymore.

I suddenly felt a lot more refreshed.

The fox white shawl is good-looking, but it is too stylish, although the little junior sister, aunt, and Ye Weilai have all praised him for his good dress.

But Ouyang Rong always disliked it, it set off his face too handsomely.

"It's not about eating by appearance, in other words, can you let the official keep a low profile......"

Someone muttered, with strange troubles, came to the Jiangzhou lobby, and after a busy morning, Huaiye Lane delivered lunch.

During meals.

Yan Liulang stepped forward quietly and whispered in his ear:

"Ming Mansion, General Qin contacted me through some channels and said that he wanted to ask to see you."

Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned.

I thought that after Lan Changhao's affair was over, the two would return to their original distance, and the tacit understanding was gone.

In the afternoon, it is the old place of Yunshui Pavilion again.

Because of the problem of avoiding suspicion, the process of meeting is more complicated and sneaky.

In the box, Ouyang Rong and Qin Heng met again, with a cup of hot tea in front of them.

Qin Heng, who left with some indignation last time, looked at it now, calmed down a lot, and he clenched his fists apologetically:

"Last time, I was emotional and left rudely, I was quite willful, and I hope Ouyang Changshi will take care of it."

"It's fine, I understand."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand absently.

"Then General Qin came here today, what is the matter?"

Qin Heng shook his head: "I have nothing to trouble Ouyang Changshi, but I just want to ...... I would like to thank you. ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "But my letter is useless, and the soldiers of the third regiment are still postponed for a year." ”

Qin Heng shook his head:

"It can't be counted that way. Ouyang Changshi wrote to the soldiers of the Third Regiment to speak, and he was already helping. ”

His face was a little guilty:

"Ouyang Changshi may not know that the matter of your opposition in the book has spread in the high-level meeting hall of Zhichong Mansion, and after General Yang and they found out, they privately criticized you and made unpleasant remarks.

"And I heard that a few days ago, before Lan Changshi left, his face was not very good, and he parted unhappily with you who saw him off."

Ouyang Rong interrupted and shook his head seriously:

"It's okay, I'm not familiar with them, Wang Lengran has always been in charge of military affairs, and I can't get in touch with the generals of Zhichong Mansion on weekdays, the boss's attitude is like this, it's strange that they can say good things about me."

After a pause, "It's just that General Qin is willing to see me." ”

Qin Heng shook his head, his face still a little apologetic.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly reported the address of Xingzifang.

"It's ......"

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to finish asking curiously, his eyes lowered and he said calmly:

"The last general loves to raise begonias, and there has always been a pot of begonia flowers on the wall of the house.

"If it's okay, you won't change flowers. But if it is, the begonia on the back yard wall is gone, and a pot of red rhododendrons is replaced, can Ouyang Changshi come here again and drink tea together? ”

Ouyang Rong remained silent: "Okay." ”

Immediately, the two discussed the details of meeting in the future.

After a while, they all left cautiously and low-key.

Ouyang Rong returned home, with some joy in his eyes.

I didn't expect Qin Heng to make such a statement.

Willing to pass on signals.

Although Ouyang Rong has always restrained himself and does not talk to him about the difficulties, Qin Heng should have faintly known about his predicament with the Xunyang Mansion recently.

Because Jiangzhou Zhechong Mansion tacitly bears the responsibility of guarding the Xunyang Palace.

And all the military affairs in Jiangzhou were controlled by Wang Lengran.

Therefore, Qin Heng's hint this time is obvious:

The azalea plate on the wall is related to him and the Xunyang Palace.

If you put the begonia flowers as usual, it will be safe and sound.

Qin Heng, as the right Guoyi lieutenant of Jiangzhou Zhichong Mansion, can be regarded as the deputy chief of Zhichong Mansion, and the third and fourth in command of Jiangzhou's military affairs.

Some of the turmoil in the Zhichong Mansion can hardly be hidden from him.

In the future, Ouyang Rong will not be regarded as a blind man in Jiangzhou's military affairs, if there is any major movement in the army near Jiangzhou, at least he is not blind.

Ouyang Rong immediately found Ye Weilai, who practiced calligraphy, and admonished her.

Subsequently, she had one more thing:

Every other day, go out,

Go to the downtown of Xingzifang to buy flowers and fruits,

On the way, I passed by a certain residential street, and took a look at the begonia flower pots on the wall of a certain yard, whether they had been replaced with azalea pots, and notified them in time......

On the second day, Ouyang Rong suddenly received two letters in succession.

One is from the teacher Xie Xun.

One is from Shen Xisheng in the imperial history.

The letter mentioned that Li Zhengyan, Wei Shaoqi, Du Shuqing, and Wang Jun, who had been demoted by the Great Zhou Songde Tianshu turmoil, and their entourage would arrive in Jiangzhou in the near future.

Previously, they were both Baoli factions, and they had a good relationship with Xie Xun and Shen Xisheng.

After this group of "degraded celebrities" left Beijing, they went south along the Grand Canal and stopped in Yangzhou for a while.

And now, the deadline for taking office stipulated by the imperial court is approaching, and he must go to his post, so he will continue to go along the Yangtze River along the way.

The ship will pass through Jiangzhou, because Wang Junzhi and Du Shuqing were relegated to Jiangzhou, one is Dr. Jiangzhou, and the other is Longcheng County, but he has a bit of fate with Ouyang Rong.

However, Jiangzhou is a place where old officials are degraded, and it is normal.

Xie Xun and Shen Xisheng both asked Ouyang Rong to receive them well in the letter.

If it weren't for the political turmoil caused by Tianshu that ruined his career,

Li Zhengyan, Wei Shaoqi, Du Shuqing, Wang Junzhi and others are all the mainstays of the original Baoli faction, or rising stars.

Individually, it is not even worse than the current Ouyang Rong.

Especially the leader Li Zhengyan.

It is Guan Long's high-class noble background, his ancestor is the founding duke, and the title is still inherited, and he has good knowledge and a wide range of contacts.

In the words of the teacher Xie Xunxin, if it weren't for the change of dynasty, His Majesty and the Wei family deliberately suppressed Guan Longxun and nobles, this person would definitely not only be a state assassin before the turmoil.

Ouyang Rong rarely saw a teacher praise someone like this, so he kept an eye on it.

In addition, this Li Zhengyan wanted to meet the king of Xunyang, so he asked for friendship and asked the two of them.

So now, Xie Xun and Shen Xisheng sent a letter, and this matter naturally fell on the head of the student Ouyang Rong.

The two told him to "make a proper introduction".

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly:

"Do you want to visit Xunyang Palace, properly recommend, the teacher's words are becoming more and more exquisite,

"Well, it's right, but it seems to be right, but the problem has fallen on me......

"Hey, there are two new colleagues, it seems that it will be lively again."

Since the elders trusted him, he had no choice but to get serious and prepare for a "proper" reception......

(End of chapter)