No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 181 Only talk about Fengyue, don't talk about state affairs

After Su Guer whispered.

Ouyang Rong keenly noticed that the atmosphere in the pavilion was a little different.

Not to mention the complicated eyes mixed with admiration cast by the younger sister of the Su family in front of her.

Even the little maid with a steamed bun face standing behind the screen wall to watch the wind quietly poked her head out from behind the wall, looking at him with admiration and reverence.

There was still a hint of guilt in the little girl's eyes, as if she felt deeply guilty for her superficial understanding of the poems left by Mr. Ouyang not long ago. Now, under the young lady's analysis, she suddenly realized and admired him even more.

At this moment, in the face of the strange reaction of the second daughter, a black line appeared on someone's forehead.

"Boom".

He put down his teacup, sat upright, and said solemnly:

"Miss Su, please respect yourself.

"Your Majesty is a scholar of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and His Majesty bestowed a seventh-rank official status. I firmly support the decisions made by Her Majesty the Empress and the court princes, and have no objection to the official documents of the court.

"Haven't been involved in any private discussions and don't understand the implications of such topics.

"If the imperial court supports it, I will support it; if the imperial court opposes it, I will oppose it; if the imperial court does not support it, I will not support it or oppose it. It is closely surrounded by...

"Besides, my subordinates only focus on the affairs of Longcheng County, while my superiors are dedicated to seeking the well-being of the people and controlling the flood in Butterfly Creek.

"I don't understand anything about other state affairs."

Ouyang Rong never expected that even after being reborn, someone would turn the corner to find him.

Does he look like a kindred spirit?Why are you looking for him.

In his previous life, Jianzheng wiped out a certain postgraduate entrance examination group, and he still vividly remembers it now.

Ouyang Rong felt that one cannot fall into the same pit twice.

Especially in this era when feudal imperial power is the greatest political correctness.

Thought it was in the Cybergroup?Offline ashes can be given to you...

The young county magistrate made a solemn statement with a strong desire to survive.

Su Gu'er and Caishou couldn't help looking at each other.

Su Gu'er looked at Ouyang Rong, who was speaking righteously, in surprise, and then at the teacup he didn't drink much.

There was an elegant smile on the corner of her mouth, and she nodded:

"In the Jinluan Palace, I risked my life to tell you that the name of the son is spread all over the world. Although the little girl is in the deep boudoir, she has heard a little bit of it, but what she hears is false, and seeing is believing. Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know that a good man is not just a gentleman. So simple.

"The high school gold list, the apricot garden bestows officials, when the spring breeze is proud, there are setbacks. In such a situation, there are ups and downs. No matter how cautious the son is, the little girl understands."

Ouyang Rong turned a deaf ear to it, without squinting, and pointed around the surrounding area, with a light tone:

"Miss Su, beautiful scenery on a good day, fresh tea boiled with dew, don't let down the love and moonlight here."

"Okay, don't talk about state affairs, just talk about Fengyue, let's have a drink together."

Su Gu'er showed another elegant smile that made the corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitch slightly, and raised his glass as a gesture.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and sipped his tea, looking sideways at the setting sun.

The two chatted for a few words.

Most of them revolve around Xie Lingjiang and Su Dalang.

After all, the two know each other, so it is suitable to find some topics.

After a while, he seemed to see Ouyang Rong's teacup bottoming out, looking back at the night scene.

Su Gu'er got up suddenly, with a calm expression on her pretty face, she took the initiative to leave.

With a colorful ribbon, he went away holding the piano.

Without any hesitation.

Ouyang Rong looked at her slender and slender figure in a vermilion Taoist robe, nodded slightly, got up and turned away, and returned with an umbrella.

In the next few days, Ouyang Rong left early and returned late. Occasionally, the water level in the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek was alarmed, so he stayed overnight in Yuenv Gorge and did not return.

However, as long as he came back from duty in the evening and heard the sound of the zither in the plum forest, and he had nothing to do, he would happily go there and have a small gathering in the elegant pavilion in the forest.

Sometimes he would carry two or three cake boxes, and sometimes he would carry a jug of rice wine to get drunk in the twilight.

Putting aside the elegant smile that often makes Ouyang Rong speechless, let's not talk about the small problem that always turns the topic to the trend of government affairs.

This young girl from the Su family is also a wonderful person.

First of all, she must be a talented woman, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

If it weren't for the fact that Ouyang Rong's postgraduate entrance examination in his previous life was a corresponding major in ancient Chinese, and at the same time he integrated the memory and knowledge of this life, it would have been difficult to accept.

Fortunately, he is also good at chatting, combined with the knowledge reserve of "knowing a little about everything" in two lifetimes, she can catch up on any topic.

If it’s just these boudoir knowledge, it’s fine, everyone is a lady, and she’s a girl from a famous family. It’s normal to learn some daughter’s skills such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, etc., including metaphysics, um, what? It's not surprising that a jade object resembling a two-headed dragon was accidentally thrown under the pillow...

But Ouyang Rong occasionally wants to reduce the dimensionality and strike a small pretense to talk about the advanced theory of disaster relief and water control.

Or use some previous life's methodology to explain the governance issues raised by Su Xiaomei who is still determined to raise the country. Of course, Ouyang Rong bypasses the issue of the centralized central court far away in Luojing, but for local The problems of the state and county governments can be talked about lightly. After all, the conflict between the central government and the local government has a long history, and it is an issue that the rulers of all dynasties are concerned about-but he did not expect that Su Xiaomei can generally catch the topic.

And he chatted back and forth with Ouyang Rong.

Although some of the water control theories proposed by Ouyang Rong crushed the empiricism of this era, Su Xiaomei mostly just thought hard and cited some famous water control examples from ancient books and scriptures.

But it still shows that this woman has a wide range of reading.

This is no longer a simple sentence for a lady to pass the time, so it can be explained by learning and mastering some boudoir knowledge.

Not only Yanliu Fengyue, this young girl from the Su family must love to read history, and has also carefully read the scenery and county annals from all over the world.

Is this a job that an ordinary girl in a boudoir can do?

No wonder he dared to engage in political affairs with him, showing eagerness to try...

So occasionally Meilin Yating got together to chat, the two of them often talked about the tea being cold, the feet were cold, and the moon was on the branches, and then they reluctantly said goodbye. The two walked out of the pavilion with their backs facing each other, and both of them returned with pale faces. have fun.

Ouyang Rong began to understand a little bit why the ancients had the idiom of long talks with knees and candles at night.

This Miss Su is indeed a wonderful person.

Ouyang Rong was quite fond of it.

It's just that he feels a little ashamed of Su Dalang, his elder brother.

Look at you and your mother and sister, and then look at you.

Still leave this hard reading.

If it wasn't for Ouyang Rong's clear and unmistakable visual inspection, Su Bao'er is a real daughter's figure, not a neutral "beauty" with an Adam's apple. I almost thought that this is the second generation carefully cultivated by the Su family.

Wait, is this really taught by the same school in the mansion?
Why do you see that Su Xiaomei is relaxed and has no studies everywhere? Could it be that she has graduated from a private school early?Just leave Su Dalang still struggling to sprint?
Faintly touched the truth of the matter.

Ouyang Rong couldn't laugh anymore.

Su Dalang's simple and honest face with a beard and scum at a young age appeared in front of his eyes... Well, Dalang is actually strange.

In addition, Su Dalang and Su Xiaomei have different personalities.

Generous and kind, treat others with sincerity.

Ouyang Rong felt that if he wanted to pick out one of them as a true friend, it must be the former.

Although Su Xiaomei is highly intelligent, she has a strong personality and is competitive.

You can chat back and forth, and you can be teammates, but if you get along for a long time, it will not be easy.

Because once there is a conflict of ideas about something, one party has to accommodate and lower its head, otherwise the battle will probably be bloody.

Moreover, Ouyang Rong really felt that although Su Xiaomei was stunningly beautiful, she was by no means a vase, and she couldn't be regarded as an ordinary daughter's family.

In this way, there will be less contrast between cuteness and natural stupidity like little junior sisters.

Not cute enough.

Or the little junior sister and Su Dalang who followed him and called "senior brother and brother" are more suitable to be bosom friends.

The words of this little girl Su... It is quite appropriate for Meilin to chat with each other occasionally like this, pretending to be bullying each other, and returning home having fun, keeping a distance that is as close as it is far.

Well, it's the same as the Jianzheng group friends of a certain gentleman's postgraduate entrance examination group in the past.

Right now, the level of flood control in Dragon City that Ouyang Rong expected in his mind is coming to an end, for the communication and people around him.

Ouyang Rong has a sense of proportion.

And he felt more and more that the Su family next door might really be from one of the five surnames Qiwang.

Even if they don't have the five surnames, they are also high-ranking families with the same respectable standards, but for some reason, this lineage moved to this small county town in the corner of Jiangnan Road. Could it be that they committed a crime and concealed their names?
Then there are many stories, and the water is not shallow.

But it doesn't matter, Ouyang Rong will make a move... Pretending to be ignorant and avoiding the deep water.

Of course, Ouyang Rong didn't know anything about things other than Butterfly Creek's water control, and the salted fish had started to rot. The chats in Meilin Yating these days also made Su Xiaomei even more surprised by him. The words you speak are not astonishing, and the endless views, the faster you wander...

These private matters and attitude changes will not be mentioned for the time being.

This day, late at night.

Ouyang Rong came back from Meilin Yating in high spirits, muttering in his mouth, as if he was still thinking about it.

Push the door open and walk into the Meilin Courtyard.

Sitting on the swing and waiting for a long time in a daze, the white-haired maid jumped off the swing, carried a lantern, and hurried to meet her:
"Master, why is it so late to have a tryst with the young lady of the Su family? Are you hungry? I'll give you something to eat, slave."

"Not hungry, full of chatting, go to bed." Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Also, what are you talking about, what kind of tryst, this is called friendship between gentlemen is as pale as water."

Ye Weilai frowned, and muttered: "Is it as pale as water..."

Ouyang Rong paused, couldn't help but turn around, and tapped her small head twice, "Let you think about it, don't you want to beat me?"

"Hmm." Ye Weilai covered her white hair with both hands, shrank her head and whispered:
"The servant is talking about relationships. Why do you have to talk often when it is as light as water? Shouldn't plain water be tasteless? Why did the master suddenly hit the slave? Did the slave say something wrong?"

"..." Ouyang Rong.

"Ahem, it's nothing, my fault, don't use this word next time."

With that said, Ouyang Rong turned around and went to take a shower.

Not long after, the lights in the house went out, and the master and servant went to rest on the couch.

Moonlight fell through the cracks of the window.

Inside the quilt on the outside of the bed, a pair of gray-blue eyes quietly opened, clear and bright.

Ye Weilai turned her head and glanced at Ouyang Rong's peaceful sleeping face.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of opening the door.

After a while, there is a faint sandalwood fragrance floating in the house.

"Sister Xiu Niang."

Ye Weilai whispered softly, covered Ouyang Rong with a quilt, put on her shoes and got out of bed, and moved out of the way.

Xiu Niang nodded, sat down on the couch skillfully, Rou looked at Tan Lang for a while, then lowered her head and caressed him gently.

Ye Weilai fetched the pen, ink and paper familiarly, and under the moonlight, she found that Xiu Niang's face was a bit serious today.

I saw the embroiderer lowering her head and writing:

"I will teach you that sword move again, and you should review and practice yourself. I will go out tonight."

　Damn it, the last chapter described the gaze of the protagonist. I heard that a book friend left a message in the chapter yesterday, you boy, stand up for me, I'll kill you!Good boy, stand up, don't force Xiao Rong to kneel down and beg you!It's over, Xiaorong's brain is polluted, he needs to change it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)