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Chapter 177 Miss, You Have Changed

"Miss, what's the matter with you? Why do you have such a strange face? Is it the cold air entering the body with bare feet?"

On the third floor of Meiyingzhai, in a messy study room, the little maid with a bun face said worriedly.

"I, I'm fine..." Su Gu'er's voice came.

Caishou couldn't help but take a second look at the young lady who was silently standing by the wastebasket on the ground.

It was fine at the beginning of the day, but in the afternoon, I don't know what strange passivity was triggered, and the lady suddenly became different from usual.

The change of her own lady made her feel a little strange and familiar.

That's right.

It is strange and familiar.

Strangeness is compared with the usual indifferent tranquility.

And familiar...

It was the young lady who ran downstairs barefoot and stepped on the rainwater in the courtyard desperately, a bit like dreaming back to her childhood.

The black-bellied little loli who liked to fly around like a naughty boy fell in love with Fang Jiewa and climbed walls and roofs, seems to have returned again.

Although it may only be short-lived.

However, Caishou always felt that after growing up, the young lady who gradually became quiet and indifferent, gentle and polite, still had a figure of a naughty and active young girl in her heart.

It just doesn't show up often.

From movement to stillness.

It's just that for some reason, something seemed to be released from the cage today.

Caishou couldn't help looking at the piece of mulberry paper that was deforming the fabric in front of the young lady's soft chest.

It's covered in someone's handwriting.

Well, it seems that it was caused by this Fu from Mr. Ouyang...

"Caishou, you, you go out first." Su Gu'er said suddenly.

She took a silent step forward, and the hem of her skirt blocked the bamboo sticks wrapped in red paper among the fallen wastebasket and scraps of paper.

Caishou's attention was diverted, and she said in a daze, "Okay."

"and many more."

"What's the matter, Miss, what's wrong?"

"I'm not uncomfortable, I just suddenly discovered a very important thing, you don't need to worry about it, just do your own thing well, and besides..."

Su Gu'er paused, her cheeks flushed slightly, she turned her eyes and said:
"In addition, you are not allowed to tell anyone about today's affairs, even the master and wife, do you understand?"

"Oh." Caishou bowed her head, tiptoeing her embroidered shoes to dig into the ground, "Your servant knows."

"Okay, you go down first, and tell the other maids in the yard not to break your mouth."

"Yes."

Watching Caishou's back disappear into the doorway, and the door was closed by him from the outside, Su Gu'er stood motionless by the wastebasket, and when she heard the sound of going downstairs, she moved like a rabbit, and came to the door barefoot , lock the door from the inside.

Immediately, he quickly walked to the fallen wastebasket.

Su Gu'er's figure paused, her shadow shaking.

He seemed to hesitate.

She twisted the paper and pulled up the skirts on both sides, and squatted down somewhat disregarding her image.

The bare-footed girl in a peach red skirt buried her face with her hands on her knees, revealing a pair of narrow eyes, staring at the bamboo stick wrapped in red paper on the ground.

The bamboo stick lay quietly among the scraps of paper, as if honestly waiting for someone to pick it up.

She clenched her knees slightly into fists.

"Is it a coincidence or..."

The whisper stopped.

Su Gu'er's eyes showed some complex colors.

There is suspicion, there is shame, and there are others.

She had never thought about this before.

He didn't care about this accidental marriage lottery.

However, Su Gu'er has just experienced a word of truth, and is in a kind of... after thousands of Baidus, suddenly looking back at the person in the dimly lit place, she has a wonderful experience like being wrapped by fate.

There is also a kind of mysterious feeling that everything in the world seems to have a certain predestined trajectory, just to see if you can see through a few traces of the secret.

Under the influence of the aftermath of this special event, my thoughts unconsciously turn to some kind of fatalism.

He is extremely sensitive to the clues of what happens around him.

So right now, Su Gu'er faced this marriage lottery again.

Even if the reason is not credulous, but a heart can't help but have a bit of embarrassing thought of "doesn't have a destiny in the dark".

In fact, this is not to blame for Su Gu'er's wild thinking, even in this situation, it is difficult for anyone to be completely indifferent to reason.

What's more, facing this marriage lottery is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who is deeply in the city and quite suspicious. She is a sensitive and worrying age.

In front of the wastebasket, Su Gu'er did not reach out her hand for a long time.

The squatting slim back is quiet.

She didn't really believe in fate before.

But ever since I learned what kind of blood was shed on my body when I was born in the mortal world, I learned about the ups and downs and ups and downs my parents have experienced, and I also learned about the actions of that "kind" grandmother who had never masked her face. .

She couldn't help but not believe it at all.

In addition, there is the old fortune teller who once told Su Gu'er and uttered admonitions.

Not long ago, Su Gu'er just got the news that this old Xiangshi Yuan surnamed Yuan with a very high seniority in the Qing Dynasty on Maoshan Mountain had become immortal, that is to say, died.

She also vaguely heard that the old fortune teller may have lost his life essence because he leaked too many secrets, and his life is hard to bear...

Perhaps this is also the reason why most of the Taoist priests of the Shangqing sect are single-line, and it is difficult to live long and die.

Between entering the world and being out of the world, vacillating between the world of mortals and the hidden world.

And all day long, they either help the spirits to ask the gods, or subdue demons and slay demons...the main one is nosy.

Even if most of the recruited disciples choose those with tough fates, none of them will live long.

They are both of the same generation of blood dripping from the three mountains. Look at the Taoist priests from the Taiqingzong of Longhu Mountain and the Yuqingzong of Gezao Mountain.

For the former, the gate of the mansion is closed, and Huang Zitian rarely comes out of the mountain, so he cherishes his feathers very much.

In the latter, the door of view is wide open, and the method of alchemy is used to save lives, heal the wounded, and mingle with princes, nobles, and common people, and the world is full of fireworks.

When Su Gu'er was overwhelmed by this news, she remained silent.

At this moment, the study room was quiet for a long time.

Above the overturned wastebasket, a plain hand stretched out suddenly.

The palms stopped in the air.

I took it back again.

"A proverb is a proverb, but I didn't mention this red sign, what are you thinking about..."

Su Baoer shook her head slightly, lowered her eyes and whispered:

"Sharing wealth and suffering together...that is to say, to become people of the same camp, there are many reasonable ways to make friends, or like elder brother, or like sister Xie, anyway, it is definitely not like nympho Caishou."

Seemingly talking to herself, Su Gu'er stood up, waved her hand and walked away while whispering.

Walk towards the desk.

Go halfway.

Su Gu'er stopped, turned back to the wastebasket in an instant, squatted down and picked up the bamboo stick wrapped in red paper.

He went straight to the bookshelf and tiptoed to pick out a large tome on the top shelf.

Su Gu'er stuffed the brand-new marriage lottery into the book, and then tiptoed to put the thick book back in its place.

She lowered her eyelids and turned away.

The marriage lottery is not lost.

However, it did not open either.

It was dusk at the right time, and the last afterglow behind the distant mountains outside the window retracted behind the dark outline of the mountains.

There was no light in the study, Su Gu'er carefully put away the mulberry paper, and stayed in the house quietly for a while, after a while, she walked out of the study, came to the courtyard, and found Caishou who was leading the maids to prepare dinner.

Su Gu'er dismissed the other maidservants and called Caishou to him.

"Miss, your complexion is much better now."

"I said it's okay, what are you guessing, why are your eyes so fond of looking around?"

"Okay...Miss, this servant is going to clean up your study."

"and many more."

"What's your order, miss?"

"Where... where is your umbrella?"

"Umbrella? What kind of umbrella? Miss, are you going out? It's not raining now."

"I'm talking about... that red umbrella, you, the one you held at noon."

Su Gu'er silently turned her eyes away, and looked at the puddles on the ground beside her, which reflected the puzzled and stunned expression of the bun-faced little maid beside her.

"Miss is talking about Mr. Ouyang's red umbrella?" She asked directly.

Su Gu'er gave a nasal "hmm".

"Miss, don't rush. The servant will send it back tomorrow. The servant will come to thank you. If you don't mention the lady, I promise you won't misunderstand Mr. Ouyang and others." Caishou patted her small chest to promise.

"No... no need, I thought about it, I'd better go and pay it back, be more polite, it's not appropriate for you to go there as a maid, if I go, be more solemn."

Su Gu'er turned her face towards Caishou and said solemnly, she sighed softly:
"Anyway, they're also neighbors, aren't they?"

"..." Colorful ribbons.

The little girl looked down at the palm of her young lady's unceremoniously begging hand.

"Miss...that's not what you said at noon."

Su Gu'er frowned slightly, seeming a little unhappy:

"Why don't you say that. Didn't I teach you that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, so forget it? You little girl, go get an umbrella."

She paused, seemed to be thinking for a while, raised her head slightly to glance at the starry night sky, and whispered to herself:
"These two days should be sunny and sunny. It's just a good time to take a bath and smell the incense. What kind of clothes are suitable for you? I don't have experience in that kind of occasion. It would be great if Sister Xie was here. You can ask..."

"...???" Cai Ribbon.

Why does this line sound so familiar?

Caishou made a small face:

"Miss, you have changed! The weather is sunny, you are bathed in incense, dignified and elegant...Miss, is this an umbrella or a blind date?"

Ignoring the little girl who was sour and protesting, Su Gu'er lowered her eyes and muttered to herself, then turned and went back to the room. She waved her hands behind her back and ordered:
"The umbrella will be delivered to the study later."

"..."

……

Ouyang Rong has been very busy during the day recently.

The kind that doesn't touch the ground.

In the past two days, Shen Xisheng and Wang Lengran were finally sent away, and he turned his head and devoted himself to the final flood control preparations in the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek.

In fact, he didn't know why these two Shangguan lords had been procrastinating and dawdling in Dragon City these days.

Except for Wang Lengran's protection of the half-dead Liu family, Ouyang Rong really couldn't figure out any reason to delay their departure until the ribbon-cutting ceremony was over for a long time.

It is easy to ask God to send God away, right?
Or is it a business trip?

However, apart from the beautiful men in this Longcheng County, there is no beautiful scenery to see. They were almost destroyed by the last flood. Many famous historical sites were not prioritized enough and were not repaired. Now they are full of weeds.

So, by the way, don't you two adults have official business in Jiangzhou City?

Ouyang Rong couldn't figure it out, but in the end he could only think brazenly that maybe it was the orderly and well-fed Longcheng under his rule that made the two officials linger.

However, Ouyang Rong didn't see any sign of the two Jiangzhou Shangguans running to the third floor of Yunshui Pavilion... but he could see the atmosphere of the two Shangguans' faint confrontation.

Of course, after going through the food restriction order and the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and having the relationship with his teacher Xie Xun, Ouyang Rong naturally favored Shen Xisheng.

However, it is not possible to stand side by side in front of the crowd, and to tear faces with Wang Lengran.

Officials still pay attention to a decent.

Besides, no matter what your position is, clear or not, you have to do everything under the banner of serving the court and the people, and everyone needs to be harmonious on the surface.

This is the rule of the game, and Ouyang Rong is temporarily unable to change it.

And Ouyang Rong also has self-knowledge. He is a seventh-rank magistrate who has just entered the officialdom. He is not too closely tied to Shen Xisheng's faction.

It's easy to get along.

But it's hard to choose sides

It's harder to be alone.

And if you want to devote yourself to it and do some practical things in a down-to-earth manner, it will be even more difficult.

When Ouyang Rong was studying in his previous life, he didn't feel deeply about this. It was only after he woke up from Luodong that he put on this official uniform, devoted himself to the officialdom and worked hard, and gradually understood this truth.

Moreover, sometimes a senior official can really crush people to death.

In particular, the current official is not as good as the current management.

Ouyang Rong was very clear-headed, Jiangzhou Inspector Wang Lengran was his immediate boss, the county magistrate of Longcheng.

Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion is the superior official of Longcheng County.

Although Shen Xisheng was half a rank higher than Wang Lengran, as an imperial envoy, his responsibilities were only to investigate the rice case and patrol for disaster relief and flood control.

Besides, Wang Lengran must have his confidence to wrestle secretly with Shen Xisheng.

There is obviously a deeper political line behind the two sides.

There is a high probability that Zhou Ting's officialdom in Luoyang, the capital of God, will be involved.

Ouyang Rong has a clear eye and a bright heart for the twists and turns behind this.

Just tiptoeing to look at him, his forehead hurts a little.

You can't make another dumpling just for a jar of vinegar, right?

Not to mention, sometimes under the poker table, even if it is an opponent or enemy, there will be some exchange of interests, and occasionally compromise with each other and exchange chips.

For example, the case of the Liu family who was dismembered after the public trial.

Therefore, procedural justice cannot be invoked when the only witness, the female fairy Yuxi, is in a comatose state, and the younger junior sister has not collected the key criminal evidence.

Ouyang Rong chose to temporarily accept the Drumming soldiers in exchange for Wang Lengran's attitude of supporting the water control measures in Longcheng County, who obviously defended the rest of the Liu family.

One old and one young, two smart people, faintly reached a tacit understanding.

Of course, Shen Xisheng on the side should also have a clear understanding of this, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he cooperated with Ouyang Rong a little bit, and put a distance away, without forcing him to win him over or request him.

I don't know if it's because of the relationship between my teacher Xie Xun and my junior sister, so tolerant of juniors.

The whole Ouyang Rong was a little embarrassed.

But it also made Ouyang Rong feel more fond of this Master Shen.

So when we saw off yesterday, we not only gave Mr. Shen several large jars of pickled radishes, but also specially asked him to toast several bowls of wine, during which Ouyang Rong consumed a lot of rhetoric.

This is still learned from the wine-loving magistrate Tian next door. Last time Ouyang Rong was also drunk by his persuasive persuasion.

It's just that there is another thing that makes Ouyang Rongshi feel strange, that is, the look in Shen Xisheng's eyes towards him, which often makes people feel a little weird.

Ouyang Rong was a little confused, could it be that he misunderstood his relationship with his junior sister?
The young county magistrate laughed, he just took it as an old joke and didn't pay much attention to it.

In fact, if you want to say that Ouyang Rong is arrogant and stubborn, it's okay to force Wang Lengran hard, that's naturally possible.

Anyway, Ouyang Rong was confident that Wang Lengran had no evidence of corruption. He had a good reputation in Longcheng County and the surrounding counties, and he had no excuses.

What's more, he still has the golden body of a gentleman who is famous all over the world.

Finally, there is a certain blessing in the underground palace, which seems to be able to run away at any time.

The personal defense is full, it is true.

After confronting the boss hard, it's over if you don't show any flaws.

But Ouyang Rong still wanted to do something practical in Dragon City.

Wang Lengran may not be able to provide him with much help, but if he is stumbling him, making him unable to do things in a short period of time, or making him do things against many obstacles, the new governor of Jiangzhou can still do it.

This is where a lot of things go wrong in the world.

In any case, Wang Lengran, Shen Xisheng and others stayed in Longcheng these days, which really distracted Ouyang Rong a lot. It was occupying the court and being courteous in the officialdom, which really got in the way.

Now that the two Bodhisattvas are all sent away, Ouyang Rong puts all his energy into the final water control.

In the evening of this day, taking advantage of the tacit compromise of a certain king governor, the Longcheng County Government issued an official document to go to Jiangzhou City to mobilize flood control ships.

Behind the desk, a young county magistrate patted his sleeves and stood up. It was rare for him to step down and go home for dinner.

(End of this chapter)