Bai Song was respectfully invited into the house, and the structure of Ouyang's garden was exquisite, and he walked through several corridors between interspersed to the main venue of the poetry club.

Along the way, Bai Song suddenly felt a little familiar, but he couldn't think of where he had seen such a structure.

Ouyang Yanran accompanied her all the way, followed by a group of literati, and it seemed that everyone saw the doubts in Bai Song's heart, and everyone smiled.

Ouyang Yanran asked with a smile: "Do you think this garden is a little familiar?" ”

"Exactly, I want to go, but I don't know where I have seen it."

"Don't you even recognize the house you envisioned?"

"The house of your own imagination?"

"Isn't it the construction of the Grand View Garden in the Red Mansion written by the adults?"

"Red Mansion...... Grand View Garden ......"

Bai Song was in a trance for a while, took a closer look, and compared with the descriptions of the Grand View Garden in the various chapters of the Red Mansion, it was really a little similar, no wonder he felt déjà vu all the way.

Ouyang Yanran said with a smile: "Adults don't know, the book Red Mansion is already a household name in Jiangnan, and the little woman is just one of the many book lovers. ”

"Awesome, amazing......" Bai Song sighed sincerely, he never thought that there was such an obsession with red rice in this era.

Miss Ouyang spoke properly, neither humble nor arrogant, and she was good-looking, but she was not overly attentive, and she followed Bai Song's side, which made Bai Song very useful.

This house is a small episode, and by the time the poetry meeting is reached, everyone has already prepared the topic of the day's poem and began to perform it.

Occasionally, if a masterpiece comes out, it will be passed in front of Bai Song, please comment on Bai Song.

Unconsciously, Bai Song has changed from a former participant to a current bystander, and now his status has reached the extreme, above the folk poetry club, even if he farts, everyone thinks it is fragrant.

When I came, I felt a lot of feelings, and as time passed, the small poetry meeting gave Bai Song a lot of emotion and memories.

At the end of the poetry meeting, the head of the Ouyang family came to visit.

"Grass farmer Ouyang Heng pays a visit to Lord Bai."

"The head of the Ouyang family doesn't have to be polite, I heard that the head of the Ouyang family is also a protégé of Old Yu, and he is the same as me."

"Although they are from the same family, the grass people's qualifications are dull, and they are ashamed of Yu Lao's cultivation, and they are not as famous as Lord Bai."

"The head of the Ouyang family is polite, as long as all the families in Jiangnan can work together, everyone will have a good life."

"In the future, I will have to take care of Lord Bai."

"Definitely, definitely."

Bai Song was originally just polite and polite, but he didn't expect the Ouyang family master to change his words and suddenly said: "Since Lord Bai personally agreed, the grass people can rest assured." ”

"......" Bai Song was stunned for a moment, a little incomprehensible.

I only heard the head of the Ouyang family continue: "The little girl is going to Beijing tomorrow to visit her relatives, and she is afraid that no one will take care of her along the way, so I implore the adults to bring the little girl with me, so that the grass people can rest assured." ”

"What?"

Ouyang Yanran, who was silent, bowed her head slightly, and whispered: "In the future, I will have to worry about the adults." ”

"Hey, hey, hey...... Wait, why didn't I get it. ”

"My lord, the little girl is going to Beijing tomorrow, and I have a daughter's house, and there is no one around to take care of it, which is really dangerous. I implore the adults to be convenient, take the little girl, and take care of them along the way. ”

"No, you ......"

The head of the Ouyang family interrupted and said: "My Jiangnan family is all looking forward to Lord Bai, and my Ouyang Jia's daughter is the daughter of Lord Bai. ”

"Lord Bai, the little woman doesn't eat much, uses less, is convenient, and will not drag down, if the adult has inconveniences in life, the little woman can also take care of it."

"This ......"

Only then did Bai Song realize that it was the way of others, and this poetry meeting had been prepared for a long time!

But it's just to bring someone, it's nothing, Bai Song is such a casual person, but he just has a girl by his side, and he has long been accustomed to it.

In this way, a poetry meeting will come down, and tomorrow in Beijing, there will be one more person by your side.

In this regard, after hearing the news, Jiumi said to Bai Song seriously: "Lord Bai, when you go out, you have to protect yourself." Nowadays, there are more girls who want to give them a hug, especially if your itinerary has been exposed in advance. ”

The next day, we set off.

Bai Song frowned when he saw a carriage parked at the gate of the annex.

"How is it a car?"

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Miss Ouyang said with a smile: "Lord Bai, I don't know what happened today, I can't find any extra carriages and coachmen in the whole city, so you can just take a look, this car is spacious, and there are two people in it...... Three people are enough. ”

Bai Song looked at Jiumei, who smiled and said, "She is right, there is not a single carriage in the entire city of Hangzhou today, and there is not a single horse in sight." ”

"That's a lot of money."

"I'll just say, you must protect yourself." Jiumi hooked Bai Song's finger a little affectionately, smiled charmingly, and got into the car first.

Bai Song looked at the two pretty faces in the car window, and secretly admired and said: "Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and bias towards the tigers, who is afraid of whom!" ”

A car, four people, monotonously walked on the official road leading to Chang'an.

The elderly driver listened to the laughter of his own lady in the carriage, and his heart also sighed.

"What kind of person is my own young lady, how many young sons in Hangzhou City, the literati and ink admired, and they have never given anyone a color, they all say that they are as noble as the stars and moon in the sky...... But now it's not taking the initiative to give me a hug, close to pleasing others, if those sons and brothers in Hangzhou know, I don't know how many people are so angry that they will jump into the river. ”

As the coachman thought, Ouyang Yanran knew that she had a heavy responsibility, and she only had ten days to go to Chang'an, so whether she could stay with Lord Bai or not depends on the company along the way.

How can we not do everything in our power to please them?

Everyone in the car could see that this Miss Ouyang had a flattering mind, and she must have valued the power of Bai Da to favor the government and the opposition, but as for what the fundamental purpose was and why she did it, it was not clear.

Bai Song doesn't like flattering women with a purpose, even though she is absolutely beautiful.

But this Miss Ouyang is also different, knowing that she is flattering, but the flattery and flattery of others are just right, not abrupt, not embarrassing, the scale is very in place, and she will not surrender her identity.

Miss Ouyang's flattery made Bai Song feel very comfortable, and having her by her side on the road could indeed alleviate a lot of boredom on the road.

After a day, Bai Song finally couldn't help but ask: "Miss Ouyang, we don't talk darkly, what is there to ask for, but it doesn't hurt to say it." I can do my best, and I should do my best. ”

However, Miss Ouyang seemed to have expected a question around her, and said with a chuckle: "My lord, there is no way to solve the affairs of the people's women on the road, let's not think about anything else along the way, and when we get to Chang'an, even if the adults don't let me say it, the little girl will tell the truth." At that time, whether the adults help or not, the little women will have no complaints. ”