Although Yanlin City was the capital of the Song Dynasty in Beimang, if you want to use it to base it with Luoyang, then it really doesn't even deserve to carry shoes. Dong Ping: The front foot was still in the dragon gate, and the back foot stepped into the Lijing Gate. Luoyang is prosperous, but it has passed the solar term when the peony flowers that can invigorate the blood and regulate the qi are in full bloom. Removing the others, Luoyang's peony flowers will be able to compare with Yanlin's Hundred Flowers Festival. Although it is a bit monotonous, it is better than grace and luxury.

When a few people wandered around the city for a long time and just found an inn to stay, the sky became gloomy, and it began to rain.

Dong Ping looked at the slightest rain and felt the chill on his body, but he was full of joy. He borrowed a stove and a cauldron from the shopkeeper, and boiled a pot of mutton in the house. As soon as Dong Ping scalded a pot of wine on the stove, Xiao Shanming walked in with Sun Mingxiang.

"Huh, Brother Dong, you have a good life!" Xiao Shanming laughed.

Dong Ping said with a bit of self-satisfaction: "If you really want to pay attention to it, I can't get used to eating eighty percent of the restaurants in the world, because they can't compare to my pot of hot mutton when they take out the most signature dishes." Move two more chairs, and we'll eat together. ”

Xiao Shanming went to move the chair, and Sun Mingxiang said with a smile: "In Shuzhong, those fishing men who run the dock often eat like this, but they need to put some pepper ginger to make it more flavorful." ”

Dong Ping knew that Sun Mingxiang was the most spicy from Shuzhou, and she didn't eat it for a long time, and she was a little greedy. Dong Ping smiled, "Then the girl will go from the back kitchen to get some pepper ginger." ”

Sun Mingxiang said happily: "Then I'll go." ”

After half an hour, the rain outside became heavier and heavier.

The three of them sat around the fireplace, and Dong Ping and Xiao Shanming were sweating profusely. Sun Mingxiang ate with relish, and when she saw the embarrassment of the two, she actually laughed out loud and said, "What are you doing? I just put half a pot of peppercorns." ”

At this time, the door of the house was pushed open with a bang, and the wet Lin Sanchuan scolded as he walked: "The rain of this thief's skin, it will rain as soon as you say it." As soon as he saw the steaming copper pot, he scooped it with a big spoon, and drank it even with the soup with the pepper and the meat foam.

A spicy, fragrant, and hot spoonful of soup went down to his stomach, and Lin Sanchuan suddenly exhaled a cold breath and said, "Comfortable!"

Sun Mingxiang covered her mouth and smiled: "Look, this is the real man." ”

After Lin Sanchuan pulled a towel to dry his face, Dong Ping opened his mouth and asked, "Where did the Golden Dao Gate go?"

"I went, but I didn't go in, there seems to be something wrong with the Golden Knife Gate, and the front of the Golden Knife Gate is full of Liao soldiers and people from the government. After inquiring, others only knew that there were people dead in the Golden Dao Gate, but they didn't know who was dead or how they died. After Lin Sanchuan finished speaking, Xiao Shanming muttered in his heart: "Where are we going to have an accident, I'm afraid that someone is not going against our Luyue Academy, right?"

Dong Ping stood up and washed his hands to the side and said with a smile: "Naturally, someone wants to oppose us, as for the dead person, I guess it should be Ouyang Zhen, the master of the Golden Dao Sect." ”

Hearing Dong Ping's words, everyone was shocked at first, but then it was not unreasonable to think about it. Generally speaking, if people in the rivers and lakes die because of the fight, most of them will not complain to the government. Especially a sect like the Golden Dao Sect with a head and a face. If there were not very important people in their door who died, they would definitely not go to the government.

Lin Sanchuan said: "Then what should I do now?"

Dong Ping glanced at him with some disdain and said, "We are here to deliver the invitation, if it is really Ouyang Zhen who died, then we will give the invitation to the other principals, is it possible that you still want to stay here to find out the truth?"

Xiao Shanming said: "It makes sense, let's go to the Golden Knife Gate at night, put down the invitation and leave, there is no need to ask for trouble." ”

The heavy rain poured down, and the graceful ancient capital was immersed in the rain, adding a bit of confusion.

At night, the courtyards of several large families still wanted to hang a few lanterns in front of the door, but as soon as the lanterns were hung, they were broken in the wind and rain. The little doorman sitting on the ground laughed and said, "It's raining heavily!"

Seeing such a heavy rain, the officers and soldiers guarding the golden knife gate and the officials all withdrew, and the grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes were intertwined, and if they fell too deep, they would be burned if they were not careful, and no one wanted to care.

Taking advantage of the night, Dong Ping and the four of them came to the Golden Knife Gate wearing robes and hats. The door was closed, and Dong Ping stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, an old man opened the door. The old man was holding an umbrella, and his face was dotted with markings, full of old age. But the old man's dark eyes were full of brilliance, and he looked at Dong Ping and the others vigilantly and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing at my Golden Dao Gate?"

Dong Ping smiled and said, "Old man, we are students of Luyue Academy. Today, in the name of Uncle Tai's dean, I have come to meet the master of Ouyang. ”

As soon as the old man heard that Dong Ping was a member of Luyue Academy, the vigilance in his eyes dissipated a lot. He asked again, "You say that you are from Luyue Academy, do you have any evidence?"

Xiao Shanming stepped forward and took out the invitation and said, "Here is the invitation written by Uncle Tai himself, please take a look." ”

The old man took the invitation and looked at it, and sighed: "If it is really Uncle Tai's note, the Hundred Flowers Festival? Please come in and take a seat. ”

After the old man said this, everyone knew that Ouyang Zhen was indeed dead.

The torrential rain washed over the wide courtyard, and the blades scattered all over the ground told the glory of the Golden Daomen in the past and the loneliness of the present. It is not difficult to understand that the Golden Dao Sect is still a martial arts sect in the final analysis, and the expenses in the door usually come from the people who study martial arts, but now that Ouyang Zhen is dead, the others will naturally scatter as birds and beasts.

It is a pity that a generation of big factions has fallen since then.

After coming to the reception hall of the Golden Dao Gate, the old man said, "You should rest for a while, and wait for the old slave to go and tell his wife and son." ”

After a few people sat down, Dong Ping was attracted to Dong Ping's attention by the huge painting hanging in the middle of the hall, which was a picture of a tiger peony, and the tiger was full of aura and domineering. And the peony is bright and charming, graceful and luxurious.

There is a knife rack under the painting, and a half-zhang long broad blade is placed on it.

When Dong Ping was distracted, a delicate voice sounded from behind: "Distinguished guests will have tea first, and the eldest lady and the second lady will come after a while." ”

Dong Ping turned his head and saw that it was a little girl with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he smiled: "The master of the Ouyang Sect has two ladies?"

The little girl glanced up at Dong Ping, and couldn't help but bump into the deer, she lowered her head and said timidly: "Yes, the master has two wives, the eldest lady and the second lady." ”

As soon as Dong Ping said thank you, the little girl blushed and ran out. Sun Mingxiang said with a smile: "Dong Gongzi's face is the most effective to deceive a little girl who has no experience in the world. ”

Dong Ping touched his face, laughed self-deprecatingly, and sat down to drink tea.

After a while, everyone heard a chaotic sound of footsteps outside. Soon, three men dressed in plain white silk clothes walked in.

The leader was a middle-aged woman with thin lips and big eyes, her steps were the largest, and her body was quite resolute. She was followed by a sturdy young man with a tall figure and a handsome face. And at the back was a beautiful young woman wiping her tears. Although this young woman was wearing a wide robe, she could not wrap up her bewitching figure under the clothes, and her face was not powdered, but she could not block the charm overflowing between her eyebrows.

Dong Ping guessed that these three people should be the eldest lady, Ouyang Gongzi and the second lady in turn.

The eldest lady landed on the upper seat, and Ouyang Gongzi hung his head and stood beside her with a shy face. As soon as the second lady sat down, she said softly: "Give you a good fortune, slave Chun Yujiao." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the eldest lady say lightly: "I have already read the invitation of the dean of the uncle, please go back to the academy and report to the dean of the uncle." Although Ouyang Zhen is dead, my Golden Daomen will never be absent from this year's Hundred Flowers Festival. ”

When they were away, the matter of the pair's communication was handed over to Dong Ping. Seeing that everyone was silent, Dong Ping spoke: "Madame is a woman among women, so I admire her." Regarding the death of the master of Ouyang Gate, on behalf of Luyue Academy, he also expressed his condolences to the Golden Dao Gate. ”

The eldest lady said lukewarmly, "Thank you." Now that it is getting late, there is a funeral at home, so I will not leave you behind. ”

Dong Ping was also happy to leave quickly after hearing this, and when he was about to say goodbye, he was interrupted by the cry of the second lady Chun Yujiao: "Sister, the death of our husband is unknown, now that someone from the academy has come, why don't you ask them to help investigate?"

The eldest lady glanced at Chun Yujiao and said lightly: "This is our own business in the Golden Dao Gate." ”

Chun Yujiao said in a low voice: "Didn't that sister also invite someone from the government to come?"

The eldest lady suddenly slapped the table and said, "When did the Ouyang family have a rule for concubines to speak!"

When Chun Yujiao heard this, tears fell down, this beauty with pear blossoms and rain really makes people feel pity. From beginning to end, Ouyang Gongzi, who had his head down, didn't say a word, but Dong Ping saw some different brilliance in Ouyang Gongzi's eyes.

Dong Ping looked at the painting, and then at the three people under the painting, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, "The mother insect, the pretty peony, and a hidden Ouyang Gongzi are very interesting to echo each other with this painting." ”

Dong Ping looked at the moving Chun Yujiao and couldn't help but be moved: "This rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it's almost late at night in a blink of an eye." Mrs. Ouyang might as well leave me to stay here for the night, and we can also give the Ouyang Sect Master a few sticks of incense. When it was dawn, a few of us left. ”

At this time, Ouyang Gongzi, who had his head down, suddenly spoke: "Mother, just leave a few guests to stay." If these guests leave now and spread to the rivers and lakes, others will inevitably say that we are not considerate. ”

After thinking for a while, the eldest lady said softly: "The mansion is simple, if a few guests don't dislike it, then let's stay here." ”

After Chun Yujiao heard this, there was a little joy between her eyebrows.