Ouyang Rong stood on the embankment and watched the big ship carrying the private envoy of the Son of Heaven leave.

"I hope that next time I come back, King Xunyang and Lord Changshi are still waiting for miscellaneous families in Xunyang City...... What do you mean. ”

He muttered and repeated it, chewing on the words that Khufu had repeated before:

"Could it be that this envoy Hu is worried that the next time he comes back, passing by Xunyang, we are not in Xunyang, where else can he go, what is he worried about......

"Could it be that there is some danger coming to the door, giving us early warning, and asking us to settle down?

"Or is there something that needs to wait for him to come back before we can decide?"

Ouyang Rong turned around thoughtfully, and before leaving the dock, he suddenly remembered the burning clouds last night.

He turned his head and looked at the cloudless clear sky.

"The morning glow doesn't go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles. Today is indeed a good day to hurry, and I know that this envoy will pick a day. ”

Ouyang Rong nodded.

……

The sails left Xunyang Ferry against the morning breeze,

On the big boat, a bearded eunuch standing at the stern of the ship looked away from the narrowing ancient ferry port behind.

He pulled out the waist knife he had just received, and looked at the slotted blade reflected in the frost in the sun, which was a standard saber.

The purple-black wooden handle has a faint smell of tung oil.

The original owner must be a knife lover, often smeared and maintained, and the handle of the knife is carefully handled.

Khufu nodded, put away his waist knife, and turned away from the deck.

Accepting only one gift waist knife is not a bad rule.

He pinned the waist knife to his waist, turned his head to hold the knife, and asked the entourage of several palace people who were looking sideways at the waist knife behind him:

"Where's the female historian?"

The palace people all shook their heads.

Khufu's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised, and he turned and walked into the cabin, came to one of the largest cabins, and tapped twice on the door.

Inside the door, there was no familiar cold voice answering.

Khufu stood in front of the door and waited for a while.

He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally landed on a big rock all the way.

Khufu turned his head and looked in the direction of Xunyangdu behind him,

I couldn't help frowning.

After a while, the figure of the bearded eunuch left the empty room.

……

"Lord Changshi, your daughter is waiting for you at the back door."

Ouyang Rong sent Khufu on the boat in the morning, rushed back to the Jiangzhou lobby, continued to work, and after sitting down for a while, Chen Senjun walked in and whispered.

Ouyang Rong signed the document in hand, and signed it.

Standing up and walking out the door, he picked up a small stack of official documents from the piled up papers, rolled them up, and stuffed them into his sleeve.

The back door of the Jiangzhou lobby.

A carriage from the Huaiye Lane Mansion waited quietly.

Ouyang Rong got into the car quickly.

"Tanlang."

"Hmm."

In the carriage, Ye Weilai was sitting.

Dressed in a beautiful pink striped full-breasted Confucian skirt, her waist-length silver-white hair is tied into double sideburns similar to a double ponytail, adding a touch of beauty and agility.

Ouyang Rong saw that she was carrying a fruit basket in her hand, as if she had just gone to the West Market to buy flowers and fruits.

Ye Weilai cautiously helped Ouyang Rong, who bent over to get into the car, noticed his gaze, and immediately replied:

"Tanlang, Zhenguang Street is azalea today."

Ouyang Rong nodded quietly, and instructed the coachman outside: "Go to Yunshui Pavilion." ”

The carriage started slowly.

Ouyang Rong looked at Ye Weilai's delicate dress and supple sideburns, and asked, "Auntie added it to you?" ”

Ye Weilai's white-haired little head shook her head: "It's Sister Xie." ”

"Wanwan? She still has time to buy clothes. ”

Ouyang Rong swallowed the words "lazier than me".

"Hmm,"

Ye Weilai's little face looked a little happy:

"Sister Xie said that the slave learns quickly, save her time, and take the slave to go shopping and dress up when she is in a good mood."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows.

Since a few days ago, he no longer let Ye Weilai stay in the ice and drink ice every day to touch the fish.

Begin to take time to consciously teach her something useful.

When she was in Dragon City before, Ouyang Rong had actually taught her to read and write, Ye Weilai was born smart and learned quickly.

She also read a lot of the books on his bookshelf, and she still memorized them like a stream.

Right now, Ouyang Rong asked Jiang to teach her advanced Confucian knowledge after literacy such as the Four Books and Five Classics.

But it doesn't focus on what poems and songs Ye Weilai makes, but so that she can understand the allusions in the article in the future.

For these requirements, the little junior sister at that time looked at him with a slightly strange look,

Ouyang Rong jokingly explained that drinking ice fasting does not support idlers.

In the somewhat bumpy carriage, Ye Weilai paused and said:

"Originally, Sister Xie was going to come over, but then she received the news about the little lady, so she went over, saying that she wanted to supervise the little lady for Tanlang to prevent her from messing around and disrupting the arrangements between Tanlang and the palace."

"What's the news from Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

"I heard that it seems that the Ju He Poetry Society has recently recruited several young talents, and there seems to be a person named Wang Junzhi among them, who was introduced to the little lady by the annoying Yue Ziang."

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched.

Ye Weilai has always been "full of masters", as long as Ouyang Rong is by his side, the eyes of the white-haired little girl almost never leave his face, and her blue eyes look at him from all angles.

At this moment, noticing the slight changes in the corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth, she asked in a low voice:

"Tan Lang knows this person?"

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Acquaintance, in fact, it's not a big deal, this princess is actually quite measured......"

After a pause, as if remembering the intimate relief from the last time, he pursed his mouth:

"But it's still thoughtful and thoughtful."

"Yes, Sister Xie, she ......"

Ye Weilai was about to say something about a certain "big woman", but she saw Ouyang Rong suddenly say to her with a serious expression:

"The Four Books and Five Classics are learning very quickly, Wanwan will reward you, then I can't be left behind, guess what gift I brought you?"

Ye Weilai's eyes were shining, and she couldn't help but straighten her waist and said glutinously: "Tan Lang sent it, I like everything." ”

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong nodded with relief.

He was not ambiguous in his hand, and immediately took out a cumbersome official document and stuffed it into Ye Weilai's small chest unceremoniously:

"Blessed is the girl who learns quickly, take it, this is today's homework, take it back and take a good look at it, and be familiar with the execution and signature of the official documents of the lower government.

Now that you have been literate and have practiced your words, you can now learn how to organize your words and write concisely worded written language.

"It is also cautious and meticulous, careful and careful in words and sentences, compared with poems and songs that cultivate sentiment and show talent, this kind of court official document is a good sample for learning to write articles and speak."

Ye Weilai: "......"

didn't wait for her to hang her head and her little face turned cloudy.

Ouyang Rong smiled, suddenly turned his hand, and out of nowhere a snow-white gardenia appeared.

At the broken part of the root system of the flower, there is moist dew, which should have just been picked.

Ouyang Rong twisted the flower with two fingers and gently inserted it on the right sideburns of Ye Weilai's temples.

Ye Weilai's little face was surprised, tilted her head and raised her hand, and carefully touched the flowers.

The little nose shrugged, sniffing the scent of gardenias that permeated the carriage.

Ouyang Rong leaned back, the distance was far away, and he carefully looked at the girl wearing flowers, and his face was quite satisfied.

The newly picked flowers are delicate, but the little girl's goose egg face is more delicate than the flowers.

Ye Weilai, who has always disliked the childish games of her peers, was full of surprise and happiness on her little face at this time.

It's just that the tenderness of my sweetheart came too suddenly, and I was still "arranging homework" one second, and I sent flowers this second,

made her stammer:

"How...... Why did you suddenly send slave flowers, Tan Lang. ”

He said calmly: "There is a gardenia tree in the lobby that happens to be blooming, and I often pass by, and I think the color is very similar to Ling's hair, and I feel that it should match very well." ”

"It turns out that Tanlang usually thinks about slaves......"

Ye Weilai's heart was like stealing candy, and her sweet blue eyes narrowed into crescent moon like a gluttonous cat.

"Uh-huh." Ouyang Rong smiled.

Most women like surprises and rituals, well, the little girl is certainly no exception.

Therefore, on occasional boring and boring days, I pick a flower on the side of the road and bring it back, and send it away.

Even the expensive gifts that they had expected on their birthdays would be romantic and joyful.

A certain scumbag is deeply harmonized with this.

"Don't move around, it looks good to wear like this now."

Ouyang Rong grabbed Ye Weilai's small hand to stop it.

"Oh." Ye Weilai nodded as if the chick pecked rice, withdrew her hand, and at this moment she lowered her eyebrows and was pleasing to her sweetheart, and obeyed her words.

She looked down at the stack of obscure and old-fashioned official documents in her arms, bit her pink lip, and whispered:

"The slave goes back to school."

Ouyang Rong said casually: "There are still two tax accounts in it, you use the arithmetic I recently taught you to calculate, and tell me the answer when the time comes." ”

"Okay." She obediently agreed.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked, "Are you curious why I let you learn this?" ”

Ye Weilai immediately shook her head, but under his fixed gaze, she nodded honestly.

Ouyang Rong first glanced at the scenery of the Xunyang River outside the window, turned around, pointed to the document and said:

"Wei Lai, most of the real smart people and top intelligence in this world are gathered in this seemingly pedantic and inefficient court system.

"These official documents are all from the hands of these clever people who like to pretend to be confused.

"Even the unknown female official in the court who is holding tea in front of His Majesty may be a woman prime minister with excellent articles and no eyebrows.

"I hope that your ice and snow intelligence should not be focused on becoming a talented woman in poetry and songs, and fighting in a house to please the beauties of beauty, but should be compared with these people, understand?"

The slim white-haired girl who has come out of the country has a small face and is stunned.

After a while.

She nodded vigorously: "As long as I can help Tan Lang in the future, the slave will work hard to learn." ”

Ouyang Rong knocked on Ye Weilai's smooth cerebellum:

"Not just help me, you learn this, it's your housekeeping skills, just in case, even if you go out alone in the future, the road is also a sea and sky, and all forces are rare to you."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "When the time comes, you can buy whatever skirt you want." ”

This carriage is considered to be the Xunyang Palace, and the little junior sister often sits, so over time it was brought back to the Huaiye Lane mansion.

The interior of the carriage is covered with soft Persian carpet.

Ye Weilai suddenly got up, knelt beside Ouyang Rong's feet with bent legs, and hugged the knees covered by his shirt with open arms.

She tilted her head and pressed her cheek to her thigh in front of his knee, as if to say to herself:

"It's okay to learn, so you don't have to go, and you can't go, anyway, it's up to you in the future."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but reach out and touch the white-haired little head on her knees, she closed her eyes and rubbed his warm palm.

Ouyang Rong's fingers scratched in her delicate red ear porch, and the little girl buried her head in sneer:

"Itchy ......"

Ouyang Rong wanted to stop it, but she grabbed it and motioned to continue rubbing her little ears, as if he liked this kind of caressing.

Ouyang Rong rubbed his ears and whispered:

"Wei Lai, in fact, I have always felt that I owe you a lot, I am usually busy with affairs, I can't accompany you for too long, and when I go home, I either fall asleep, or I don't read at night, and sometimes I don't see anyone in the middle of the night......

"You like Chinese clothes, and I've always just been thinking about it, I want to buy you a few pieces, but I don't have time to go shopping with you, so I have to take the time to do it for you.

"Now I'm pressuring you every day to learn some complicated knowledge that ordinary ladies don't cover.

"In other words, which family's Langjun would treat his concubines and daughters like this, it's the same as being snubbed."

The more he spoke, the more wryly he smiled and laughed at himself.

The pretty little face of the little girl buried between his knees and legs was raised, and she looked up at him:

"My Tanlang is a person who wants to do great things,

"The slave knows this, Sister Xie knows it, Mrs. Zhen also knows it, and the ladies of the Huaiye Lane Mansion all understand it.

"If you really want to talk about it, Sister Xie has paid more miles, as a noble girl with five surnames, she is clearly in love, but she can't get engaged immediately...... In comparison, what can the slave not give. ”

Ouyang Rong was silent for a while:

"Wait for me.

"Wait for me to take you out of this Xunyang City together."

Just then, the carriage stopped, and the sound of the coachman was heard outside.

"It's time to get to the place, let's go, I'll take you to meet someone."

Ouyang Rong got up and led Ye Weilai, who looked curious, out of the carriage.

……

"Ouyang Changshi, I can't understand it."

In the box on the third floor of Yunshui Pavilion, after listening to the news from Ouyang Rong's mouth, Qin Heng's cheeks bulged, his nose trembled slightly, and his tone was a little excited:

"Why doesn't the imperial court strictly investigate and punish the culprits, and let them go unpunished? If this continues, how can the soldiers rest assured, isn't this only adding to the hidden danger? ”

Qin Heng's reaction was as big as Ouyang Rong expected.

He lowered his eyes and said:

"It's a clear compromise.

"On the issue of the soldiers, adopt the opinions of the Master and us.

"On the issue of Lan Changhao and other chief officials, compromise with the Wei family."

"Isn't Ouyang Changshi angry?"

Ouyang Rong took a sip of tea:

"I expected."

Qin Heng frowned, and then suddenly:

"No wonder Ouyang Changshi said at the time that they didn't care about their official hats, they only cared about whether the soldiers could return safely...... Has Changshi long been pessimistic? ”

Ye Weilai, who was pouring tea for the two, said softly:

"Tan Lang said before, abandon expectations and positions, and really look at it in line with reality, most of the outrageous choices in the world are desperately unassailable, and you can't find the slightest fault that violates the real rules."

Ouyang Rong put down the teacup: "General Qin, this is where everything in the world is bad. ”

Qin Heng wanted to speak again and again, and finally remained silent.

The three of them drank tea silently for a while.

After a while, Qin Heng lowered his head:

"How to deal with the soldiers after they come back, or do they still have to deal with the king of assassins coldly? Will they be retaliated against and resigned? ”

"Just repatriation?" Ouyang Rong shook his head: "General Qin, get ready." ”

"What preparation?"

Ouyang Rong put down the teacup: "The safety of the returning soldiers." ”

Qin Heng was dumbfounded: "Is it a hint from the Luoyang Lieutenant Envoy?" Or is it His Majesty's command? ”

"Neither."

"That king dares to ...... coldly"

"Not only daring, but also inevitable."

Ouyang Rong squinted: "Return to the north, put down your weapons, and on the day you enter the city, you can just put on a name that intends to rebel, and you can catch them all...... It's really clean like this. ”

Qin Heng was taken aback.

(End of chapter)