No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 586: Miss Xiu Niang, let's make a promise... you are not allowed to leave [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

Huang Xuan's letter is very long.

It might be because he was suffocated by the fact that he was in the Maoshan Zushi Hall, eating vegetarian food and practicing Taoism with a group of old Taoist priests all day long, and his mind was filled with abstinence.

On the letter paper, there are thousands of words written in beautiful small handwriting.

Ouyang Rong scratched his head.

However, Huang Xuan still answered the question in Ouyang Rong's previous letter directly at the beginning.

According to Huang Xuan's inquiries, the members of the Shangqing Sect's Patriarchal Hall had never interpreted any dreams for the little princess of Xunyang Palace.

However, the late Master Yuan, Huang Xuan's nominal master, was well versed in the art of physiognomy and spirit writing, and was a well-known fortune teller in the mountain.

Many years ago, when Yuan Lao Tianshi passed by Longcheng, he performed physiognomy reading for the Xunyang King's family.

At that time, the old Taoist priest seemed to have left a hidden prophecy for the little princess.

And based on the attitude Huang Xuan learned from Lu Ya and the others, the Shangqing Sect's Patriarch Hall seemed to attach great importance to the little princess.

However, Huang Xuan had no idea what this prophecy for the little princess was. Lu Ya and the uncles in the ancestral hall were all very secretive about it.

However, Huang Xuan revealed one thing in the letter, that not only in the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan, but in the entire Sanqing Taoist sect, the prophecies of Master Yuan Lao were particularly valued.

It’s just that Huang Xuan has only been practicing for a short time, and there are some secrets that Lu Ya and others have not yet revealed to her.

Ouyang Rong let out a breath, put the letter down temporarily, put two fingers together, and rubbed his brows.

After a while, he continued reading the letter.

In the letter, Huang Xuan finished telling Ouyang Rong what he had asked her to find out. She did not ask Ouyang Rong why he was concerned about this secret. She changed the subject and talked about the daily life of practicing Taoism on Mount Mao:
For example, you may discover a bunch of brilliant yellow chrysanthemums on the cliff of a certain peak.

Or when you get up early in the morning to practice boxing with your senior brother, you may see the legendary purple air coming from the east in the sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain.

Or maybe one time when she was copying scriptures and stayed up late, the little girl woke up early and found a noticeable pimple on her cheek. She was frowning for most of the day, but when she washed her hands and looked at her face before lunch, she suddenly found that when she smiled, a small dimple just where the pimple was. She was so happy for several days...

Apart from that, I just want to complain a little that my father loves drinking too much and often makes mistakes.

Of course, Huang Xuan also showed some concern for Ouyang Rong, asking him if he was doing well in Jiangzhou recently. He hadn't received a letter from him for a long time, and wondered if he was too busy. It would be best if he could take more rest.

Of course Ouyang Rong couldn't say that if he didn't do some "time management" from time to time, he would be busy.

After patiently reading Huang Xuan's chat, he put the letter down and thought about "reading it but not replying".

But when I think about the girl writing so many words to share her life, it feels a bit cold for her not to respond at all.

Ouyang Rong took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone and wrote a simple letter.

Just a few dozen words, concise and to the point, from the perspective of an older brother, showing a little concern, for example... don't wash your face with cold water if you have acne.

The words are mature, steady and yet warm.

Ouyang Rong nodded with satisfaction, folded the letter, stuffed it into an envelope, went out and handed it to Ye Weilai, asking her to send it back to her junior sister the next day.

He returned to the study, picked up Xiaoxuan's letter again, and stared at it in silence for a while. Of course, he was reading the first part about Master Yuan.

"Are you telling prophecies through a planchette? You are just like me, Li Guoer. You don't tell the truth to your family members. You are telling half the truth and half the lies."

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and took out the Night Pearl Relic again.

He leaned back in his chair and looked down at the pearl carefully.

The last rays of sunset fell outside the window, and the moon gradually climbed up the branches.

In front of the desk, each person holds a bead, maintaining an almost motionless posture. The light in the room changes from bright to dark.

"Strange, it's already dark, why doesn't Tan Lang light a lamp?"

At this time, Ye Weilai's footsteps and mutterings were heard outside the house.

The little girl, who had just hung up the clothes, had her sleeves rolled up, revealing her two white arms.

Seeing that Tan Lang seemed to be in a daze in the darkness, he did not answer.

As she lowered her sleeves, she walked to light the lamp, complaining softly:
"Tan Lang, it's so dark, it's bad for your eyes to read, and the moonlight can't match the candlelight..."

"What did you say?"

Ouyang Rong suddenly looked up and asked.

Ye Weilai lit the oil lamp and repeated curiously, "I said that reading in the dark is bad for your eyes..."

"The last sentence."

"what?"

Without waiting for Ye Weilai to answer, Ouyang Rong had already stood up from his chair. As he passed by her, he blew out the lamp she had just lit.

Ye Weilai: ...

Ouyang Rong stepped to the window, opened his clenched hands, and placed the night pearl relic under the moonlight.

I saw the moonlight falling on the crystal clear beads, and suddenly a hazy white moonlight bloomed.

Looking at the hazy white moonlight, Ouyang Rong's face suddenly became clear.

He finally remembered what the night-shining pearl he had picked up in the Pure Land Palace looked like when it glowed in the moonlight.

……

A quiet courtyard by the Xingzi Lake.

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu sat at the stone table and ate quietly.

Zhao Qingxiu was speechless. She buried her little face in the bowl and ate rice in small mouthfuls. So Ouyang Rong was also very quiet and ate without saying a word.

Zhao Qingxiu had a small stomach, so even though Ouyang Rong kept picking up food for her, she finished the rice in just a few bites and didn't ask for more.

Putting down the empty bowl, she supported her chin with both hands and silently "watched" Ouyang Rong eating across from her.

After hearing him finish his meal slowly and put down his bowl, Zhao Qingxiu stood up with the help of her jade cane and cleared the dishes.

Ouyang Rong also stood up to help.

However, after sending all the dishes into the kitchen, he was driven out by Zhao Qingxiu again.

A girl, blindfolded with a sky-blue ribbon, was washing dishes slowly at the sink.

In the yard, Ouyang Rong paced back and forth in the sun to digest his food.

He turned his head to look at the kitchen, staring at the thin and slender back of the blindfolded girl in the apron. For no reason, he thought of the past events his aunt had told him... Was his mother also so virtuous and strong back then?

Ouyang Rong raised his hand and touched the ice-white jade hairpin on his head.

Today, Zhao Qingxiu went out to buy vegetables and some pastries accompanied by Pei Shisan Niang.

After lunch, he took a plate of cakes and tea, put them on the table, and gave them to Ouyang Rong in the yard.

There was also a bamboo lounge chair in the yard. I don’t know where Zhao Qingxiu got it from, but Ouyang Rong saw it when he came to eat today. It was placed in the sun in the yard.

Maybe he wants someone to stay a little longer after dinner, or even take a nap.

But today, Ouyang Rong, who was walking in the yard, just bent down to pick up a piece of cake to eat, but did not sit on the recliner to sleep.

"Long Ling——"

Zhao Qingxiu, who was washing dishes at the kitchen sink, heard the crisp sound of jade coming from the kitchen door.

It was him who was leaning against the kitchen door frame.

"Ah..." Before she could turn around in confusion, Ouyang Rong's voice came, still a little unclear, and he must be eating something in his mouth.

"I may have to go out for a while and won't be back for two days."

Zhao Qingxiu paused while washing the dishes. After a while, she continued washing the dishes.

"Ah huh."

"Longling--Longling--"

Zhao Qingxiu noticed that he suddenly walked into the kitchen and came closer. A warm scent of fabric that had been dried in the sun for a long time blew in from behind her, carrying with it a sense of solidity and stability like spring soil.

He didn't stop after getting close to her, as if he wanted to stick to her back.

Zhao Qingxiu's frail body froze instantly, and she clenched the dishwashing rag in her hand so tightly that not even a drop of water could be squeezed out.

"The ribbon is about to fall off. Just wash yours and leave me alone."

It wasn't until she heard his gentle voice in her ears that she relaxed slightly.

It turned out to be a ribbon... But after relaxing, my mouth felt a little disappointed. I don’t know why... Zhao Qingxiu washed the dishes even slower.

Ouyang Rong, who was originally leaning against the door eating pastries, bit the remaining large piece of pastry in his hand between his teeth, freed his hands, walked forward, stood behind Zhao Qingxiu, bent down and retie the knot of the sky-blue satin ribbon on the back of her head.

Just now, when the pretty girl was busy washing dishes, the sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes slipped down to her little nose, just like the frame of the glasses that the good girl in her previous life wore when she lowered her head to read.

"Don't you want to ask where I'm going?"

After tying the ribbon, Ouyang Rong let go of his hand, took a step back, picked up the pastry in his mouth again, took a small bite, and muttered.

Zhao Qingxiu wiped her hands on her apron, turned around, tilted her little head, and seemed to be "watching" him with her blindfolded eyes.

"Ah?" She tilted her head slightly.

"The governor of this state is going to inspect the counties of Longcheng. As a small Sima, I have to follow the governor. The time will not be long, only two days."

Ouyang Rong said seriously and cleared his throat:

"Ahem, Miss Xiu Niang, when I'm not around, Pei Shisan Niang will accompany you. If you have anything to say, just tell her directly. You've been having a lot of dreams recently and waking up easily. It must be because your Qi and blood are not in good condition. I asked Pei Shisan Niang to find a famous doctor to prescribe medicine. This time when I pass by Longcheng County, I will also go to Dagu Mountain to find Master Shandao. He is an expert in gynecology. I will ask him for a prescription for you... In short, you have to wait for me to come back. To be honest, I'm always afraid that you will disappear again.

"Even if your family members come to visit, you can ask them to wait until I come back so that everyone can meet each other, right? Just get to know each other, why would you just leave without saying goodbye like you did the last few times? Could it be that your family members are all difficult to get along with? It's okay, I have a good personality and can get along with anyone..."

Zhao Qingxiu heard him nagging, but he spoke very seriously. She was a little embarrassed to interrupt him and tell him that the senior sister would make people "fly" if they disagreed with her and would not be responsible for landing.

After giving a lot of instructions, Ouyang Rong paused and blinked:
"By the way, I'll give you a small gift when I come back."

Zhao Qingxiu was quiet for a moment, as if thinking.

After a while, she nodded, "Yeah."

Ouyang Rong nodded with satisfaction, and then stretched out his left little finger with a serious face:

"Come on, let's make a promise that we won't change our minds for a hundred years."

Zhao Qingxiu: ...

"Isn't there such a custom in your hometown?" Ouyang Rong asked stupidly.

There was silence between the two for a moment. The blindfolded girl in the apron lowered her head and weakly stretched out her only remaining thin little finger. Someone's little finger immediately came over and hooked with hers.

Ouyang Rong nodded with satisfaction, and handed the remaining piece of cake to her lips:

"It's so sweet, you should try it too."

Zhao Qingxiu, who was in a dark state before her eyes, subconsciously put it into her mouth, but after chewing it for a few times, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned:
"Hmm...Hmm?"

"It broke by itself. It was like that when I took it out of the box. It has nothing to do with me."

Ouyang Rong said righteously.

He was a man who used to fool people without blinking an eye. Seeing that she stopped talking and swallowed the cakes obediently, he patted the residue on his hands with satisfaction and left the kitchen.

At the kitchen sink, Zhao Qingxiu touched the corner of her lips, her face a little dazed. How could this sweet pastry have the spicy taste of dogwood? It was the same spicy dish she made for lunch today.

Zhao Qingxiu's face turned red as if from a spicy bite. At this moment, she heard his loud voice coming from the yard:
"Miss Xiu Niang, I'll take some of the cakes on the table. Hey, Tao Shou Zhai? The name of this cake shop is quite interesting. Was it recommended by Pei Shisan Niang, or did you buy it yourself?"

"Yeah." Zhao Qingxiu, who had gone to the Taoshouzhai branch in Xunyang City in the morning accompanied by Pei Shisan Niang, lowered his head and responded vaguely.

Ouyang Rong didn't care about these.

"Then I'll take one box with me. It's just the right gift for my old friend in Longcheng. It can be considered as a token of our mutual appreciation..."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhao Qingxiu to ask more questions, Ouyang Rong picked up the box of cakes and left.

In the empty and quiet courtyard, Zhao Qingxiu, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen, holding the door frame with her hand. She silently faced the direction where Ouyang Rong left, which was also the direction where the crisp jade sound faded away. Every noon, when she heard the crisp sound of the ice-white jade hairpin, she knew he was coming...

After a while, Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head and quietly touched the little finger of her left hand that was hooked.

She opened her mouth slightly.

"Errrr..."

Meeting... Although he hadn't received any news from his "family" at Taoshouzhai, if his "family" knew that Tan Lang was with her now, they wouldn't treat him well...

After leaving the quiet courtyard, Ouyang Rong went directly to Xunyang Palace.

When he arrived outside the Xunyang Palace, he threw the box of cakes in the carriage and entered the palace alone.

Ouyang Rong first found Xie Lingjiang, whispered a few words to her, and asked for the Moonlight Sword that was placed beside her.

Under Xie Lingjiang's somewhat worried gaze, he gave a few instructions, waved his hand and left.

Then, he went straight to the prince's study and found Li Dalang who was drying books in the afternoon.

"Let's go on a long journey, let's leave today."

Ouyang Rong leaned against the gate, holding a sword in his arms, his hands in his sleeves, and spoke lightly.

One of his hands in his sleeve was stroking a night-shining pearl relic.

Li Dalang looked up in confusion:
"Okay, where are we going?"

Ouyang Rong glanced at the Moonlight Sword in his arms, which was a masterpiece made by the old craftsman of Gu Yue Sword Shop.

He silently drew out the Moonlight Sword, and saw that in the daytime, the sword still emitted a hazy, pure white sword glow like moonlight.

Ouyang Rong squinted his eyes and looked at him, saying:

"To Longcheng County, you can go there as a deputy driver and say you are inspecting several counties and passing through Longcheng. I will go along for the ride and accompany you."

"It's Tan Lang who wants to go back to Longcheng, but why does he want me to go with him?"

"What do you think?" Ouyang Rong said with a stern face.

Li Dalang was helpless: "Is Tanlang afraid that I will go find Wei Anhui again?"

Ouyang Rong did not comment and simply explained:

"I am the acting governor and I have to preside over the Donglin Buddha. It is not convenient for me to mention this matter. It is easy to be criticized. Your position as the deputy governor is suitable for going out to inspect the counties on behalf of the provincial government. Well, I will just accompany you for a while and send you to the neighboring Longcheng County. I will come back after the visit. It is reasonable.

"As for the inspection of the next few counties, Dalang has to go by himself... Well, you are the young master of the crown prince, so I have to obey you and put aside the matters at hand."

Li Dalang: ...

Without giving Li Dalang time to carefully think about the question of "who is the boss after all", Ouyang Rong made the decision directly, went forward to pick up his official seal, stamped a document to be distributed to several counties, put away the document, and left with the sword in his arms.

"Da Lang, pack up first. We will gather at Xunyang Ferry at 2:00 pm in the afternoon and board the ship to set off. I have already made arrangements with the Jiangzhou Hall. I will go to Xunyang Grottoes first and hand over the matters at hand to Ms. Rong and Wang Caozhi... It has been happily decided."

-----

PS: It’s the end of the month, please vote for me, my good brother. If you don’t vote, it will expire. Or2 (pout)
(End of this chapter)