The night is as cool as water.

Drink ice fast.

In front of a small desk, Ouyang Rong's face was calm and bent over, and the princess hugged Ye Weilai, who had silver hair like a waterfall and tilted her head drowsily.

Bring back to the bed in the back room,

Ouyang Rong, who was tired of returning from the night, turned his head and looked at the newly moved small desk in the outhouse, which was full of cases, official documents, abacus and other things.

In the past two days, under Wang Lengran's compromise, he returned to the Jiangzhou lobby and immediately got busy with the affairs of Xunyang City Defense, inspected everywhere, and returned late every day.

In the past two days, the battle situation on the front line has become more and more dangerous, and Ouyang Rong's heartstrings are highly tense, but he neglects to drink Bingzhai.

When I returned tonight, I saw Ye Weilai reading at night with the lamp and dozing off the table.

There is also a small desk in the outhouse, which has taken the initiative to move to the bedroom.

If it was before, Ouyang Rong asked Ye Weilai to study and study, it would be the same as asking her to go to prison.

The white-haired girl is lazy in thinking of a way, and after completing the assigned learning task, she will never turn an extra page of the book.

But since that morning, Ouyang Rong went to the West City Gate to pick up Zhen Shuyuan and Ye Weilai,

The little girl was like a different person, for a few days in a row, Ouyang Rong returned at night and saw her dozing on the table.

Carrying to the bed, Ouyang Rong covered Ye Weilai with a futon and glanced at her deep and quiet sleeping appearance.

On the desk, the flame of the lamp flickered, shaking the two overlapping figures on the side of the bed.

Ouyang Rong covered the sleeping Ye Weilai with the quilt and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a small hand grabbed Ouyang Rong's single arm propped up on the bed.

He turned his head to look, Ye Weilai didn't know when he opened his eyes, and he didn't know if he was sleeping, a small face was so calm that it was weird, only a pair of blue eyes stared at him slightly, but his pupils were a little dilated.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and saw the girl's right hand clutching his arm, and the knuckles were pinched to fade the blood.

Her small body was tense.

He turned his eyes again, and Ye Weilai's left hand in the futon also poked out, grabbing the object under the pillow as if in stress, and the corner of this thing was exposed, which was a bronze hilt.

Ouyang Rong caught a glimpse.

"Sandal...... Tanlang. Ye Wei's blue eyes regained some focus, and she snorted in a dream.

She looked at the familiar bed on the left and right, let out a long breath, stuffed back the short sword, quickly let go of the hand holding Ouyang Rong's arm, lowered her head, and was a little embarrassed:

"Tanlang is back...... Just...... Is the slave family lazy and sleepy again? The girl's voice was half-awake and glutinous.

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It's okay, just sleep when you're tired, and study again during the day...... Did you just have a nightmare? ”

Ye Weilai nodded and shook her head again.

Ouyang Rong quieted down and said:

"My aunt later said that you were very brave that day, and you stood in front of you at the first time, which was even more powerful than she thought, which was beyond her expectations.

"But that Rong Zhen is an orthodox qi practitioner in the palace after all, and his rank may be higher than that of the little junior sister, it's normal to not be able to fight, it's not useless, there's no need to be ashamed, don't feel guilty."

"Oh." Ye Weilai lowered her head and buried her face.

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong closed his mouth and looked at the little white-haired head poking out of the quilt gently, rubbed it, and said no more.

Ye Weilai waited for a while, but she didn't see him speak, and couldn't help but look up and meet his peaceful lake-like eyes.

"Tan Lang doesn't have a question to ask Nu'er?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Ye Wei's still sleepy cheeks were a little dazed.

And he said:

"If you have something you want to say, I can listen to it, I can say it at any time."

Ye Wei was moved.

After a pause, the girl's face was red and her ears were hot under the soft gaze of the young man, and her blue eyes were wide, avoiding the gaze.

The atmosphere in front of the bed was quiet for a while.

Ye Weilai suddenly spoke:

"She seems to be younger than Sister Xie, as big as a slave."

"Ahh

Ouyang Rong was stunned, and immediately glanced at the silver-haired girl's small breasts holding the futon.

Is this better than?

"Hmm."

A certain righteous gentleman who was not squinting in the carriage subconsciously nodded,

Then seeing Ye Weilai's wrinkled little nose, he immediately reacted, talking about age, looked away quietly, shook his head and explained:

"It's just that it looks the same size, listening to the little junior sister, the Yin and Yang family practice qi, and when they reach a certain level, they can stay in the face to a certain extent."

Ye Weilai couldn't help but say: "Even if she is older than me, it means that when she is the same age as a slave, her aura cultivation is very high." ”

"This, it's okay, but she is a female official in colorful clothes, not an ordinary palace maid, the empress and Si Tianjian carefully selected and cultivated, and the resources she gets are no worse than the little junior sister, don't look at it with common sense."

"But she's also a slave."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Well, it's a slave, a slave and a slave of the co-owner of the world." ”

Ye Weilai's voice was a little louder: "The slave is too, it is Tanlang's, and Tanlang is no worse than others." ”

Ouyang Rong rewarded her with a chestnut and nodded expressionlessly:

"Well, I thank you. But if you spread this, your Tanlang's hundred heads will not be enough to cut off. ”

"It was." Ye Weilai whispered a defense.

Someone who should have been beheaded stopped talking, raised his hand and silently rubbed his little white-haired head.

"Is Tanlang sleeping?" She asked by biting her lip.

"There's still official business to be done, you go to sleep first, I'll take a shower."

"The slave fetches you water."

"No need, I'll come by myself, you can rest."

Ye Weilai nodded obediently.

"Oh, good."

She suddenly propped up her upper body, twisted her fingers and ripped off the ribbon at her waist, slowly took off her light skirt, and tilted her head:

"It's uncomfortable to dress and sleep, Tan Lang will only cover the quilt, well, remember to help the slave take it off next time."

Ouyang Rong was helpless: "You have become a little ancestor." ”

"Has Tan Lang ever seen such a little ancestor......

Ye Weilai whispered, her fingers didn't stop, she slid on the back of her neck, untied the tether knots of the blue-green mandarin duck's belly pocket, faded them one by one, and handed them to Ouyang Rong's hand, her skin was as delicate as milk, dazzlingly white, and the girl suddenly smiled:

"They are all slaves, but that cold-faced woman is true, she is not as happy as a slave, she can be loved by Tanlang, she can only serve a moody old woman all day long, no wonder she has a straight face, cold and cold, staying in the deep palace, everyone who is close to herself, cold and warm self-knowing, hum, this is a slave win."

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes slightly, speechless.

You can win this too, right?

But there seems to be a little truth in what he said, that Rong Zhen, no wonder he looks like a person who doesn't want to enter and is boring.

Ye Weilai lazily stuffed the skirt and small clothes to Ouyang Rong, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, retracted into the warm futon beautifully, her blue eyes narrowed slightly, and she moaned comfortably.

Ouyang Rong didn't eat the temptation of the little girl's quilt.

After a while, after lulling Ye Weilai to sleep, Ouyang Rong stood up, and before leaving, he bent down to pick up the short sword beside her pillow, weighed it, and put it back again.

He turned to leave the back room, threw the crumpled skirt, belly pocket, and dirty pants into the basket, and rubbed his face as he passed a small desk:

"Is this competitive spirit so strong, this girl ......"

Back to the study.

Darkroom lone lamp.

Ouyang Rong sat alone and didn't go to the bath.

Outside the window, the night is dark.

He loved the feeling of silence and solitude.

After a while, Ouyang Rong stood up, went to the dark grid, and got some things:

A sword box disguised as a piano box, a bronze mask, a Dan box,

There is also a token engraved with the word Wei, and a night pearl that has not been taken out for a long time......

Ouyang Rong put these on the table, he leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and entered the merit pagoda.

Inside the merit tower, Ouyang Rong's gaze swept over the blue-gold font above the small wooden fish.

[Merit: 1,352]

Ouyang Rong bowed his head lightly and glanced at the blessing bell.

Now it is almost certain that the blood-colored blessing of 7,000 merits has helped him avoid the golden knife plan that night.

In fact, that night, after learning that there were still begonia flowers on the wall of Qin Heng's house, Ouyang Rong faintly reacted, and then remembered Khufu's advice twice in a row.

Let him and the king of Xunyang not go out of the city.

Looking at it now, Khufu should have known that the guards in Xunyang City were strict, and there were no less than female officials in colorful clothes, one bright and one secretly supervising, and at the same time, he also knew His Majesty's general personality and general attitude towards the King of Xunyang, so he warned them to stay in Xunyang City safely and not to go out.

It's just that Khufu was too passive because of Cai Qinjun's affairs, so he returned in a hurry, and he didn't have time to say more to Ouyang Rong, so he went back to report on his work.

"Saving the Xunyang Palace, I have gained some merit, and I am also very grateful to me for taking in the people who fled from the southwest recently, and it is another merit, one thousand fourteen, and then save it."

Ouyang Rong shook his head again:

"The bloody blessing really indicates danger, and it can be exchanged in the future, and it should not be taken lightly."

He summed up and filled in the gaps.

Immediately, the palm of his hand touched the sword box on the table.

"At present, it is still nine products, and the bottleneck has not been broken through, and I can't find the opportunity for the promotion ceremony...... This nine-rank sword-wielding person, to kill the six-rank existence, is too difficult, the conditions are harsh, Qiu Shenji almost died that time.

"Say that the little girl is competitive, Ouyang Lianghan, in fact, you are the same, if the carriage meets Rong Zhen, you can be eight grades

, coupled with carrying a sword case, this hasty encounter will not be so passive.

"The eighth-rank sword-wielding person, without the help of purple mist and elixir, can threaten the life of the sixth-grade qi practitioner, and can break her true qi defense, heh, wait...... Eight Grades...... At that time, look at what she is still arrogant about, dare not put on a stinky face. ”

Ouyang Rong muttered, thinking of danger in peace.

And at the moment Xunyang City is not safe, although he is responsible for specific defense,

But only Ouyang Rong knows how much oppression there is.

In case Xunyang City is breached, you can't sit still, if you have Qi cultivation, you can escort Aunt Niang and Wei Lai to run away......

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.

Following.

Ouyang Rong went to Xunyangdu early in the morning.

At present, Xunyangdu is very lively, and in the southwest direction, there is an endless stream of officials fleeing from the north.

From Guizhou to Jiangzhou, many state and county officials along the way either surrendered, were killed, or fled north.

Most of them are third parties, and many of these officials who fled north are temporarily resting in Xunyang City.

This also sent a steady stream of specific news from the southwest to the Jiangzhou lobby.

The situation is not optimistic, Ouyang Rong began to lead the team, strictly inspect the ferry, the city gate, the whole city is on guard, especially the strange figures such as businessmen and monks from other places, such people are highly mobile, and there may be rebels.

Now that the matter of re-defending the city fell into the hands of Ouyang Rong, Wang Lengran turned to organize the establishment of the rebel front army.

After a busy morning, at noon, Ouyang Rong invited Chen to join the army and go to Yunshui Pavilion for tea as planned.

Chen Senjun repeatedly reiterated that he had to distance himself a little before.

However, Ouyang Rong didn't care about this, but about the duty at the head of the city that night.

Ouyang Rong personally poured a cup of tea for Chen You, and at this time, Li Fusu walked out from behind the curtain and sat at the table.

"Da Lang, this is the Chen Senjun that I often tell you, I admire you and the prince, and I hope to see you." Ouyang Rong introduced with a smile.

Chen You was stunned.

He didn't squint away from Da Lang, although he was nervous, he figured out Ouyang Rong's posture in the past to attract scholars, imitated it, and greeted in a relaxed tone:

"Where is Brother Chen?"

"Jiang ...... Native of Jiangzhou. Chen stammered excitedly in response.

After some conversation, he was flattered and cast a grateful glance at Ouyang Rong.

After the meal, send Chen You away.

Away from Fusu and Yan Liulang's eyes.

Ouyang Rong nodded: "No matter how bad a grateful person is, he can't get there, this person can accept it." ”

Li and Yan were relieved.

In fact, they don't know how Ouyang Rong knows people, this is a technical job, but the two have unconditional trust in Ouyang Rong.

In the afternoon, Ouyang Rong just returned to Xunyangdu, got the news, and went to a certain wharf in person, and saw several familiar figures in the crowd of people who fled north who got off the boat.

"Diao County Order? Master of Good Mentoring? ”

Diao Xianling's face was scornful, and the master of good guidance and hair next to him all looked depressed.

They brought the news.

Longcheng County has also fallen and fallen into the hands of Cai Qinjun, in fact, there is no resistance.

Ouyang Rong's face was not surprised, he didn't expect Longcheng County to be able to defend it, after all, there were only a few people who were truly loyal to Da Zhou, and most of them were just simple workers, or gate lords.

You say, why are you working hard, if you change the ruler, you can also be an official, of course, there are not no people who are desperate, but the Great Zhou has only been established for ten years, and the monks are definitely not as long as the Great Cadres and monks.

To a certain extent, it was the Great Zhou Dynasty that was founded by the high-pressure force and ironclad arm of the Empress Wei.

That night, Ouyang Rong held a banquet in the Huaiye Lane Mansion to entertain them.

A group of old people from Dragon City gathered again, and they couldn't help but sigh.

They had thought about the party before, but they didn't expect it to be such an awkward situation.

Ouyang Rong's face was calm:

"Recently, the city has been preparing for war, and the food supply has been controlled, and there is a shortage of some food, only some coarse tea and light rice, and I hope you will not blame it."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Diao County Order, the master of the national protector and the good guide, and the beautiful hair have long been hungry, and they have buried their heads in cooking.

During this period, Ouyang Rong asked about Xialongcheng County.

"Longcheng is close to Yunmengze, and there is some deviation from the route from Hongzhou to Xunyang City, Cai Qinjun's troops go to Longcheng, isn't it a bit of a detour."

"The lower officials don't know. Perhaps, it is necessary to control the water transport point of the folding wing canal? ”

"But it's still a detour, and now it's time to be fast."

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly, and then asked for details, Diao County Ling blushed and confessed, Longcheng County Ya did not put up much resistance, it was half a surrender.

Diao County Ling thought that Ouyang Changshi would blame, but he didn't expect that his face was pale and even relieved.

"It's good that there aren't too many casualties, the main victory or defeat is decided on the frontal battlefield, and Xunyang City is the big one."

Ouyang Rong nodded.

After all, it is a civil war, and compared with the foreign war, there are many people who surrender to the wind, and many people are willing to fight hard.

Ouyang Rong said:

"They also have to win the hearts of the people, the real decisive battle, the elimination of the opponent's main forces, this is the big drama, slaughtering the people, will only affect the legitimacy, after all, holding the banner of Kuang Fu Daqian, in terms of treating the people, Daqian can't compare to Da Zhou, right?

"But there wasn't a saying before. Say that Her Majesty the Empress and the two kings of the Wei family are insiders in the civil war and laymen in the foreign war? ”

Ouyang Rong laughed.

The crowd didn't dare to answer, so they buried themselves in cooking, pretending not to hear......

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