"Why hasn't Tan Lang returned home recently?"

"Busy."

"What are you busy with? Come, come, sit down, Tan Lang don't go back to the house first, take off his coat and give it to Ban Xian, and talk to his aunt. ”

"Eh, why is my aunt so idle all of a sudden."

"The concubine is a nephew, and he used to be able to cook and sew clothes for dinner, but now he often doesn't return home at night, what else can the concubine be busy with? I can't be a nephew again. ”

"Cough, in fact, it's to help the master of good guidance and their Lotus Pure Land Sect and build the Donglin Giant Buddha.

"Now it's a great wisdom monk, Tan Lang can't shout nonsense."

"Okay, Great Wisdom Monk."

"However, isn't it just to build a Buddha statue, why hasn't it been built yet, is it so troublesome?"

"It's still quite tall, and it's the tallest Buddha statue in the southeast after completion."

"Donglin Temple is so rich now, how can it build such a big one in a good way, and you still need the help of your Jiangzhou government? You too, you who do not do your job.

"It seems that in the future, the concubine will donate less incense to their temple, and now it's good, my nephew will be busy making a Buddha statue, I don't know, I think the imperial court government will give them monks to work."

"Auntie, it's okay to say this kind of thing in private, don't say it outside, cough cough."

"What do you mean?"

"It's okay, auntie, don't worry, it's not that my nephew is busy until so late, many colleagues accompany me, and the female officials from the palace are also like this, no one is idle, I, who is a long history, can't shrink back and be lazy."

"You're just stupid."

"Auntie......"

The moon and stars are scarce, and it is already late at night.

In the Huaiye Lane mansion, Ouyang Rong returned in the dust, just arrived at home, and was about to pass by the hall lightly to return to the ice drink, and was caught by Zhen Shuyuan, who was sitting quietly and waiting in the dark in the hall, and walked to the corridor to intercept him, and counted him down.

If it weren't for this set of pale red majestic official uniforms, the lady in the Luo skirt would almost have copied her old business and directly twisted her unfilial nephew's ears as before.

The hall was lit up again, and the half-thin maid took Ouyang Rong's official coat, lit the lamp and stepped back.

Only Zhen Shuyuan, who has upside down willow eyebrows, and Ouyang Rong, who has a helpless face, are left.

"Honestly, in addition to being busy making statues, is there a bad woman outside?"

"No, where did you hear this nonsense, auntie?"

"You scolded the concubine?"

"No, no. But why did the aunt suddenly say this, where did so many bad women come from? ”

"Men don't go home, either there are bad women outside, or they're tired of being tired and start to dislike the chaff house, you have to choose the same, hum."

Zhen Shuyuan counted with her fingers.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched:

"It can't all be ...... Phew, neither? ”

"No, but it's another man, but Tan Lang's words, it's special, Tan Lang's words ......"

"What's wrong with my words?"

Zhen Shuyuan nodded:

"Tan Lang's words are smarter, if there is really a bad woman or dislikes the aunt and the family, it will definitely not be shown, but far-sighted, the opposite, will never be easily noticed, well, Tan Lang should be as usual, go home on time to eat, it is really more disciplined than usual, so that people can't see the flaws.

"Hey, looking at it this way, Tan Lang should have been really busy lately."

“……”

Ouyang Rong was completely speechless.

I don't know whether to thank my aunt for returning his innocence, or whether to worry about my aunt's strange logic.

"No, not ......"

"Who said no, concubine, you have this trend recently."

"What's my trend?"

"I heard that Tan Lang cut bamboo a few days ago and stayed up late to make a women's bamboo cane?"

"Yes, yes, yes, but ...... But where did the aunt hear it, what kind of women's bamboo cane, a cane that is convenient for climbing the mountain, and give it to colleagues, how can there be any difference between men and women. ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Zhen Shuyuan said lightly:

"Heh, Tan Lang said, is this bamboo cane you made with your own hands a gift to a woman in the end?"

Ouyang Rong was suddenly silent.

Zhen Shuyuan pursed her lips:

"I heard that when you made this bamboo cane, you deliberately asked Wei Lai to try it out with half a thin hand, Tan Lang is fine, and if the cane is to be smooth, pay attention to the height and weight of a user...... Let's ask, if the recipient is not a woman with a similar figure to Wei Lai and a semi-thin figure, is it necessary for Tan Lang to let them try? ”

Ouyang Rong slapped his forehead and said suddenly:

"The next time there is a murder in the city, I have to let my aunt take my hands, and the name of my nephew's evil nemesis will depend on my aunt in the future."

His tone was surprisingly serious.

"Don't give concubines a poor mouth, honestly explain, who is it?"

Ouyang Rong poured beans into a bamboo tube and said:

"It's really a colleague on official business, I usually deal with each other, she was injured, last time I was with me, but the injury was more serious, your nephew and I uphold the principle of unity and friendship, care about my colleagues, it's normal, a little special, that is, the other party's gender, it's a female official from the palace, anyway, it's not that I can mess with flowers, so aunt don't make this kind of joke."

"Oh? Our Ouyang Dachang history still has such a pure relationship between men and women. ”

"Of course, I don't know why my aunt misunderstood me, nephew and I, although I dare not take all the names of righteous men and gentlemen spread in the world, but at least I don't live up to these four words and don't disgrace it."

Ouyang Rong sat precariously.

He is not afraid of crooked shadows.

Zhen Shuyuan glanced at her nephew's positive expression, and suddenly said:

"So bringing her belly pocket back to be cleaned and then sent out also belongs to Tan Lang's principle of unity and friendship?"

“……？？”

Facing his aunt's smiling eyes, Ouyang Rong's expression changed slightly: "Count, count." ”

After a pause, he suddenly said righteously:

"Auntie, I won't make this kind of low-level mistake, but will do the opposite, there are really ghosts, how can this be easy for you to know.

"This belly pocket, after Wei Lai cleaned it, the thing was returned to its original owner, I didn't look at it much."

"That's not necessarily, after all, no matter how smart a person is, he's not a little secret, isn't it?"

"Auntie, this is a double standard, if that's the case, I have nothing to say about my nephew, just let my aunt speculate and slander."

"Okay, now the word slander is used on my aunt."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand: "It's nothing." ”

"Okay, that's a different question."

Zhen Shuyuan's smile remained unchanged, and she switched topics smoothly.

In fact, the lady in Luo Skirt didn't want to interfere with her nephew's privacy in the final analysis, but she didn't pull him to sit down and chat for a long time, she just wanted to talk to Ouyang Rong more.

And occasionally deliberately misunderstand and tease him, which is quite interesting.

No, just now Ouyang Rong looked like he wanted to use an excuse to slip away and go back to the house to sleep, but now he just sat down obediently, looking arrogant and not leaving without arguing about his innocence.

Besides, Zhen Shuyuan doesn't mind Ouyang Rong raising women outside, if he likes it, he will bring it back, what does it matter if he has a few concubines, and even for the beautiful vision of the old Ouyang family to have more children and more blessings, she can't wait for more than possible.

Zhen Shuyuan smiled slightly, grabbed Ouyang Rong, who was turning around, straightened him from a sideways sitting position, and asked softly:

"Why hasn't Wan Wan been here lately? Tan Lang made her angry and made a fuss. ”

"Auntie can't read me well, why didn't she make me angry, although no, but my aunt assumed that it was my nephew who did something bad."

"Yo, Tan Lang is really angry, that's okay, the concubine body will say no to you, come, drink this cup of tea, and the concubine will apologize."

"Don't, what kind of joke is my aunt, how can there be a reason for the elders to give tea to the younger ones."

"You also know that the concubine is an elder."

“……”

Zhen Shuyuan couldn't help laughing, straightened her skirt sleeves, and waved her hand:

"Okay, no kidding, look at your dark circles, go and rest, and then blame the concubine for nagging, so that you are not clean at home."

Ouyang Rong was suspicious: "I'm really back to the house?" Auntie is nothing else? ”

"You say that, it's true."

“……”

Ouyang Rong made a face: "Squeeze the toothpaste, and speak one by one." ”

"What's toothpaste?"

"It's fine."

Zhen Shuyuan didn't care, and shook her head:

"I stewed a pot of soup for you, you wash up first, and then let Wei Lai send it to your house, you drink more, and keep healthy."

"What kind of body to raise?" After reacting, Ouyang Rong asked with a straight face: "What kind of soup is this?" ”

"Black chicken, yam and red date soup, nourishing blood and kidneys, aphrodisiac and invigorating qi."

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched.

"What's the matter, the concubine has been stewed hard for a day, and Tan Lang is sure not to taste it?"

"Taste, of course, I'll drink it all when I get back."

Ouyang Rong dropped a sentence and immediately slipped away.

After returning to drinking ice and fasting, resting, and just about to wash, Ye Weilai entered the house, buried her head, and handed over a bowl of black chicken, yam and red date soup.

Ouyang Rong showed a helpless look on his face.

"The eldest lady said, one bowl tonight, another bowl tomorrow, and another bowl at noon...... Anyway, Tan Lang is going to drink it all, first simmer it slowly over low heat, anyway, it's not in a hurry, and if you can't drink it, take it slowly. ”

Ouyang Rong looked at this bowl of aphrodisiac medicine with a sad face, and then looked at Ye Weilai, whose ears were red and embarrassed to look up at him.

I didn't know what my aunt meant, so I started urging.

When the air is silent.

Ouyang Rong's heart suddenly moved.

He immediately picked up the bowl, swallowed the bowl of chicken soup, and then immediately went back to bed and fell asleep.

As for the tossing and turning of the white-haired girl next to her on the bed at night, someone didn't notice it......

The next day, early in the morning.

Ouyang Rong ordered Ye Weilai, who was about to fill another bowl of black chicken, yam and red date soup, and ordered:

"Soup cans are packed, I'm going to take them."

Ye Weilai was stunned:

"With ...... Where to take it? The eldest lady said that she must watch Tan Lang finish drinking......"

Ouyang Rong looked serious: "Take it to the palace, drink it with the little junior sister, and also replenish her blood." ”

This reason was thrown out, Ye Weilai was a little helpless, hesitated, and had to do it, but she would definitely ask Zhen Shuyuan later.

Ouyang Rong went out with a soup can and boarded the carriage.

But when he came to the Xunyang Palace, he didn't see the little sister.

Xiaomo Jingmiao is not in the yard either.

Ouyang Rong called a maid to inquire, it turned out that the little junior sister and Libao'er and Qin Xiaoniang went to participate in a private gathering of Xunyang ladies together.

Ouyang Rong originally wanted to leave this jar of black chicken, yam and red date soup in the yard, but after thinking about it, what if the little junior sister saw through it and sent it back with her backhand?

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows, suddenly turned around, and went out again.

Not long after, he took this can of black chicken, yam and red date soup, took a carriage, and came to a simple courtyard not far from the Jiangzhou hall.

The courtyard door opened.

"Why are you here?"

Rong Zhen held a jasper staff in his hand and frowned at the visitor.

Ouyang Rong passed by her side, walked into the courtyard, and put a well-packaged can of black chicken, yam and red date soup on the table.

"It's ......"

"Yesterday, I suddenly remembered that after the female Shi was injured, she lost too much blood, her face has been pale, and she is no longer at home in the capital on a business trip in a foreign land, no one takes care of her, and she has to rely on herself for everything, Xia Guan thought about it, and boiled a pot of black chicken, yam and red date soup with her family, and the female Shi made up for it."

He clapped his hands and said sincerely.

It has been two days since they jointly signed the postponement of the Big Buddha, but Luoyang and Jiangzhou are far away, and they are still on the road at the moment, and there is no response from Luoyang for the time being.

Speaking of which, Ouyang Rong actually wanted to find an opportunity to say thank you in the past two days, and it was just right now.

Rong Zhen's expression was as cold as ever, and he shook his head and pushed away the soup can:

"This palace is not to help you, but just to tell the truth, what to do."

Ouyang Rong pushed the soup can back without squinting, and said seriously:

"This bowl of soup is also a little bit of the lower official's heart, well, it is also what friends and colleagues should do.

"I've known for so long, the style of the female historian, the mountains are high and the water is long, and I am very respectful in the next, this time I send the soup, there is no other intention, there is nothing to ask for, the female historian does not need to worry, be sure to accept it, it is important to recuperate.

"Besides, it's all delivered, Lord Nushi can taste it, if you don't like to drink it, you can deal with it at will."

After speaking, without waiting for Rong Zhen to refuse again, Ouyang Rong immediately turned around and slipped away.

He was slightly relieved when he went out to board the carriage and drove away for a while, and he didn't see Rong Zhen catching up with the figure of returning the soup.

Finally disposed of.

At the same time, Ouyang Rong quietly looked at a certain line of blue-gold font in the Meritorious Pagoda......

In the courtyard behind, Rong Zhen stood quietly in the threshold, looking at the back of the handsome Changshi who came from afar early in the morning to deliver a can of chicken soup.

At one point, the tip of her delicate nose shrugged and looked back at the soup can that sat on her seat.

Turn around and close the door, go back inside the house, and open the lid of the can.

Rong Zhen didn't go to get the silver spoon, and suddenly stretched out an index finger into the hot and thick chicken soup, and he was not afraid of burning his skin. The soup is stained.

Removing her index finger from the hot soup, she put it in her mouth and sucked it.

The little face was a little distracted.

This is the habit that was developed when the mother was still in the past, the mother liked to boil the soup, every time the pot was opened, the mother scooped the soup with a spoon to taste whether it was cooked, and she folded her hands on the stove with her hands, secretly dipping the soup with her fingers, and learned to taste the ......

In the simple house, the girl who had not drunk chicken soup for a long time bit her fingertips and muttered softly:

"Is it just a little heart......

She pursed her lips again and sucked her fingers.

The soup is warm and slightly sweet......

(End of chapter)