Chapter 463: Xingzi Lake, Daily Affairs

After listening to Ouyang Rong's reminder, the little female crown in Confucian clothes jumped up from the pillow.

Behind her back, she paced a few laps on the bed like a little adult, and then sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her short legs, supporting her chin with her hands, and was alone for a while.

Miao Si suddenly complained:

"But the one surnamed Yuan, although he has a brilliant literary temperament, but he is stingy, he writes poems and lyrics on weekdays, and he touches them quietly, and he doesn't know why, just like being a thief, is it to prevent this fairy from stealing food? Hmph, that's rude. ”

Ouyang Rong couldn't help laughing.

However, he leaned too little, and a look of thought appeared on his face......

Early the next morning.

Ouyang Rong first sent Miaosi to the Xunyang Palace.

Xiao Mo Jing turned into a broken ink strip, which he stuffed into his sleeve and carried out, all the way through the streets and alleys, and finally sent to Xie Lingjiang's boudoir.

Ouyang Rong was going to come back to pick her up in a few days.

Anyway, he had already made a red and black talisman to guarantee it, and he didn't need her help for the time being.

Let's let this little ink spirit assist the little junior sister to turn the book and break through the realm first.

Regarding Ouyang Rong's initial chaos and abandonment, Miao Si expressed strong protest and deep condemnation.

But when Ouyang Rong shook Qingfeng's sleeves and said that in the palace and the little junior sister, how many Hanlei ink strips should be eaten every day, the little girl in Confucian clothes quickly changed her face and smiled.

Compared with a poor official, Xie Lingjiang's food and nutrition are still very trustworthy.

After all, the little sister herself is very convincing.

Ouyang Rong nodded.

Leaving from the palace, Ouyang Rong first called Liulang, and asked if there was any movement of the candles in the snow and the group of Yue women.

If he didn't find them, or made sure that they were out of the city, Ouyang Rong was a little uncomfortable.

Yan Liulang brought in the report, and the final result, of course, was that there was no news, and Longcheng Aqing's side was also calm.

In the main hall, Ouyang Rong squinted and thought about it, and slowly turned his head to look at the empty seat belonging to a certain Jiangzhou Sima.

A quarter of an hour later, Ouyang Rong was ready to go, went out again, and left the Jiangzhou lobby, he went to Xingzifang.

Ouyang Rong once again came to the ruins of the old courtyard.

This courtyard is in ruins, and people are not things.

Ouyang Rong walked around the ruins, turned around and went to a downtown temple called Chengtian Temple not far from here.

In a side courtyard, he found Yuan Huaimin, who was "sick and asked for leave".

Last time in the old courtyard, Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen were right, Yuan Da Sima did live near this courtyard.

"Eh, why is Brother Huaimin sitting so high?"

"Obviously, enjoy the view."

"Why don't you go out of the city to enjoy the scenery?"

"No money, the scenery in my courtyard."

"It seems that he is indeed not lightly ill."

Ouyang Rong, who was standing at the door, chuckled and walked into the courtyard.

I saw that Yuan Huaimin was not staying honestly in the house, but climbed onto a rockery in the pond in the courtyard, and he looked at the distant view with a stubble on his face.

Yuan Huaimin had a few miscellaneous books in his hand, a pot of rice wine, and a bag of pastries wrapped in a handkerchief on his lap.

Ouyang Rong looked at it, his face was as usual.

knew that this old boy was lazy and asked for leave.

Some time ago, under his supervision, Yuan Huaimin was conscientious and conscientious, and he must have quietly summed it up in the past two days, and found that this month's money was enough, so he immediately asked for leave and resolutely did not waste a chance to ask for leave.

Looking at Ouyang Rong, who was walking into the hospital freely, Yuan Huaimin, who had been looking high and looking into the distance, put down the wine jug and sighed sadly:

"Why is Brother Lianghan here?"

"Brother Huaimin frequently asks for leave, well, isn't this worried that the real guest will die in another country, I came to inspect it, just in case, to facilitate the collection of the body."

Ouyang Rong said seriously, rolled up his sleeves, climbed the rockery with agility, and walked to Yuan Huaimin and sat down.

"It's rare for Brother Lianghan to take care of ...... like this"

When Yuan Huaimin heard this, his face was suddenly moved, but the speed in his hand was not delayed at all, and he put away the package of mung bean cakes before Ouyang Rong came up.

At the same time, he lifted the flask and shook it, and there was still a little rice wine in it, so he didn't hide it.

Yu Guang swept to his friend's small action, and the corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

If you guessed correctly, this package of mung bean cake was made by Ye Weilai herself, and it was taken by Yuan Huaimin when he went to the Huaiye Lane Mansion a few days ago to eat.

Ouyang Rong pretended not to see it, and after sitting down, he casually picked up the basic miscellaneous books in Yuan Huaimin's hand and flipped through them, and at the same time, his eyes followed Yuan Huaimin's gaze to the distant lake scene.

"What is Brother Huaimin looking at?"

"Nothing."

"It's not like running so high in a daze." Ouyang Rong nodded: "Well, I have the demeanor of a great poet." ”

Yuan Huaimin suddenly smiled bitterly: "Can't be a great poet who can't make a poem for more than half a year? ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "This is called accumulation, if you don't make a sound, it's just a blockbuster." ”

Yuan Huaimin couldn't help but look at Ouyang Rong, and after a while, he showed an embarrassed expression:

"Brother Lianghan still understands me."

Ouyang Rong suddenly pointed his index finger to a lake with a large area in the distance outside the courtyard and asked;

"What kind of lake is this? It's still a bit big. ”

The lake in front of him is in this Chengtian Temple, not far from the courtyard where Yuan Huaimin lives.

In other words, most of the wings and halls of this Chengtian Temple are built around this lake.

I saw that the water surface of this lake was calm, and the sparkling lake light reflected in the sunlight was like dragon scales, which was very beautiful.

In particular, there seems to be a raised stone foundation in the center of the lake, and there is a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"The lake is called Xingzi." Yuan Huaimin explained: "Speaking of which, the name of Xingzifang also comes from it. ”

"Oh? And here's the thing. ”

Yuan Huaimin said like a few treasures:

"Listen to the locals say, in ancient times, there was a star in the sky from the sky and landed here, smashed a pit, so the accumulation of time to form this lake, the ancient Xunyang people lived by the water, and gradually formed the current downtown area.

"Well, this should have been a long time ago, according to local chronicles, in a certain dynasty, at that time, the 'Xingzi Stone' in the middle of the lake was also mined and sent to Beijing, as an auspicious offering, it was all the old yellow calendar.

"I don't know if there are any Xingzi stones in the lake at the moment, but this lake has become one of the ten views of Xunyang. Speaking of which, this Chengtian Temple is also located in the center of the old town of Xingzifang, with a long history and full of the wind of ancient temples in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

Yuan Huaimin nodded in praise.

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"Brother Huaimin is just such a little rent, and he can still rent such a good place, with a lake and a view, which is really good."

was revealed, and Yuan Huaimin's face was a little embarrassed.

There must be a reason why the rent at this Chengtian Temple is cheap. If there was spare money to choose, who would live here and squeeze with the bald donkey?

But boasting about yourself, boasting about yourself, making fun in suffering is also a kind of open-minded and cheerful ability, isn't it?

He was thick-skinned, and his expression quickly retracted, and he leisurely raised his head to drink.

"Brother Lianghan, do you want to take a bite?"

Ouyang Rong unceremoniously stretched out his hand, and Yuan Huaimin suddenly made a bitter face:

"It's only a little bit, I just politely asked, isn't Brother Lianghan not drinking this thing much."

Ouyang Rong, who didn't pour a thousand cups, ignored it, grabbed the wine jug, took a sip, and handed it back to him.

But the words in his mouth are not forgiving at all:

"When I first came in, I thought that Yuan Sima was nostalgic for his friends Li Zhengyan and Du Shuqing."

Yuan Huaimin paused with the palm of his hand lifting the wine jug.

Under Ouyang Rong's gaze, he sighed:

"It's not about this, a person has a personal life, and I don't care about the matter over there for a long time."

"Oh? Yuan Sima also heard about it? ”

"Well, the little monks who eat in the morning are all talking about it, I heard that the front-line war, Kuang Fujun's side seems to be unfavorable, and Hongzhou City has not been defended."

Ouyang Rong's face was calm, and his sleeve touched the latest news in his sleeve.

Later, I will go to the medical office to see a certain girl in cold palace clothes, the recent Xunyang line newspaper and the front-line battle report of the conquest army, all of which he sent to Rong Zhen to browse.

Recently, there was good news from the front line, Qin Jingqin took Hongzhou City, Cai Qin, Teng Wang and other defeated troops retreated, evacuated from the Hongzhou border, and were going north to Li Zhengyan Kuangfu's army to join.

And listening to this morning's informant, Qin Heng seems to have made a lot of contributions as the vanguard of the former army......

Ouyang Rong shook his head and sighed at Yuan Huaimin and said directly:

"General Qin is a famous general in the world, it is only a matter of time to take Hongzhou City, there is nothing surprising, the real decisive battle is still to come, wait for Li Zhengyan's main force to come, if there is no decisive battle between the main forces of the two sides, this battle will be difficult to stop for the time being.

"However, now that Hongzhou City has been lost as a bridgehead, Li Zhengyan is in a lot of trouble."

Yuan Huaimin couldn't help but look at him twice:

"Brother Lianghan is so relieved that General Qin ...... Well, too, I remember that when the old general Qin was in the city, he didn't even give face to the assassin Shi, and everyone didn't see him, but he only saw Lianghan and you later, and they had dinner together.

"It seems that we had a good conversation at that time, no wonder Brother Lianghan didn't seem to ask too much or worry about the frontline in the Jiangzhou lobby recently, but buried his head in peace and dealt with the Donglin Giant Buddha."

Ouyang Rong was noncommittal, and asked rhetorically:

"Didn't Brother Huaimin say that he wanted to write a poem that moved the world, how has it been recently, write it in a small book every day, can you be inspired?"

Yuan Huaimin's expression was confused, and he asked drunkly: "Is there such a thing?" Where did Brother Lianghan hear that? ”

Where did you hear that? The last time you were eating in Huaiye Lane, you patted your chest in front of your aunt and Wei Lai and other little girls.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched, ignoring this guy who pretended to be confused.

"Ouyang Changshi, I used to be very arrogant, in the words of a friend, I was arrogant."

"And then."

"And then I was beaten by God."

"Reasonable."

"In fact, Xunyang City is also very good, although it does not have the prosperity of Chang'an, but it also does not have the kind of impetuous hustle and bustle, which can make people calm down and think about many things."

"For example?"

"For example, I have always wanted to collect and organize the poems I have read or done, and I used to just think about it, but now I have a lot of time to do it.

"For another example, draw a sub-picture of Dongmei, or write a book of grass halls, and talk about some characteristic garden landscapes seen in Xunyang, which did not seem to be available on the market before......

"For example, research and study of the Buddhism of the Lotus Pure Land Sect, I was obsessed with Zen Buddhism when I was in Chang'an, and now I find that the Lotus Sect also has merit......

Yuan Huaimin was verbose, Ouyang Rong listened silently, and did not urge.

After a while, Ouyang Rong glanced at his friend who had dried his lips, and said goodbye and left.

Yuan Huaimin looked at the back of this handsome long history leaving, sat alone for a while, and sighed slightly.

He touched a yellow booklet in his arms, then took out the mung bean cake cloth bag again, twisted one and raised his head to throw it into his mouth.

In the next moment, a figure returned below, and Yuan Huaimin only felt that a gust of wind was blowing in front of him, and his hands were empty, and the pastries were gone.

Yuan Huaimin looked down in a daze.

"I forgot to eat breakfast in the morning, thank you Brother Huaimin for the wine and pastries."

Someone waved away, mumbling as if he were chewing something.

"......" Yuan Huaimin.

Half an hour later, Ouyang Rong came to the medical office with the latest report.

The door was closed, and he pushed it open and walked into the room.

There was no real figure on the bed in the back room.

He turned his head to look.

I saw a certain cold and cold palace girl standing by the windowsill, bathing in the golden sun in the morning, as if she was bored, she was holding a kettle in her hand, watering a pot of unknown feverfew.

"Can the lady get out of bed?"

Ouyang Rong walked curiously.

Rong Zhen turned around, his long narrow eyes and eyelashes drooped, and he looked at him with a little starry light.

Only then did Ouyang Rong see that she had a new pair of crutches in her hand, and it seemed that she was still unable to move.

Rong Zhen glanced at him, then at the door, frowning slightly.

seems to be a little dissatisfied with Ouyang Rong's self-acquaintance entering the house and knocking on the door respectfully.

Ouyang Rong didn't notice it, and stretched out his hand to make a false support action:

"Be careful, Lord Nushi."

Rong Zhen had a cold face, did not speak, waved his hand indifferently, signaled him to get out of the way, and then walked to the table in the center of the room with a cane.

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong took out a wire report and greeted him.

At this moment, Rong Zhen's embroidered shoes were suddenly tripped and his body tilted forward.

Ouyang Rong subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then as if he realized something, his outstretched hand suddenly slowed down by half a beat, and even retracted, causing the beauty to not fall into his arms, but ......

With an "ah", her upper body hit Ouyang Rong's right thigh, and she subconsciously grabbed it.

Rong Zhen's whole posture was like bending down and hugging his thighs.

Moreover, looking down from Ouyang Rong's point of view, he faintly saw the thin rope in the belly pocket on the back of Rong Zhen's neck that was blocked by the collar of the palace clothes.

It was the purple belly pocket that had been washed a little whitish, and I actually wore it back...... Someone thought quietly.

And at this moment, the posture between the two is really strange.

A man and a woman, standing and kneeling, the latter still holding the former's thighs.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly fell silent.

(End of chapter)