No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 213 Sad Beauty Pass

In a certain high pavilion, there were three people chatting secretly.

"Ouyang Lianghan? It sounds familiar. Is he some kind of gentleman respected by scholars?"

After quietly listening to Boss Li's narration for a while, he took out another piece of densely written letter paper and flipped through it. Wei Shaoxuan suddenly raised his head and asked.

"This son is a bit interesting. Playing with the Liu family and the local gentry of Longcheng is quite to my liking... So Liu Ziwen died in his hands?"

"This is..."

Boss Li hesitated for a while, and said something in his heart:

"Sixth son, Liu Ziwen's death, the villain finds it a bit complicated, and there may be hidden secrets behind it."

"It wasn't Ouyang Lianghan who did it, who did it?"

Wei Shaoxuan paused, and asked with a smile: "Is it Wang Lengran, or Shen Xisheng? Wait... Liu Zian?"

"My servant has passed through Jiangzhou several times before, and I have also gone to inquire about it. It doesn't look like Mr. Wang did it." Boss Li shook his head: "Shen Xisheng or Liu Zian, I don't know."

"The Liu family has always been hosted by Liu Ziwen before. When we contacted us, Liu Ziwen was sent by his father to investigate. He is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and his needs and desires are also very clear. After so many years of cooperation, there is a guarantee of trust, but now he suddenly died. Let Liu Zi'an lead the Liu family to cooperate with us... This is not a good change."

Wei Shaoxuan glanced at Boss Li, and pondered:
"How about Liu Zian?"

Boss Li was silent for a moment, "He has a very cautious and patient personality. Just watch him and Ouyang Lianghan and Zhou Xuan... For Wei Shi, it seems that he is quite honest so far."

"Being honest now doesn't mean you'll be honest in the future. Go check it out, and check it out together with the death of his elder brother Liu Ziwen."

Wei Shaoxuan interrupted Boss Li's words, and waved his hand casually:

"You can use the chess piece buried in the Liu family to check to see if you have killed your brother with your brother. Before taking the tripod sword, you must make sure that all hidden dangers are eliminated...

"For some reason, I always have an intuition that Liu Ziwen's death has a lot to do with Liu Zi'an, I hope it's wrong, tsk tsk, I have this inexplicable intuition, and I don't know if it's because I understand Liu Zi'an quite well. What is it like to be a younger brother, after all, my son also has several harmonious elder brothers."

Wei Shaoxuan laughed lightly.

"Yes! Master Liu." Boss Li bowed his hands in awe.

He pretended not to hear the next few words of Young Master Wei Liu.

In fact, in the Wei family, some Persian businessmen have also heard of some complicated situations between Wei Wang and Liang Wang's concubines, but this is not something he is qualified to discuss, it is best to be a deaf person.

Qiu Qi, who looked at him coldly in front of the window, turned around and glanced at Wei Shaoxuan.

"Father, anyway, this time I took the car and boat of the court envoy, and came to Longcheng in a few days." Wei Shaoxuan turned his head and explained with a smile: "It happens to be free, so I will check carefully to see if there are any hidden treasures. Fun and tricky."

Qiu Qi hugged her chest and nodded:

"It's enough for Liu Lang to have a sense of proportion."

There was some faint movement from the street downstairs outside the window, Wei Shaoxuan went to the window to take a look, and put away the expression of interest on his face.

"It's boring, sister Miaozhen is still not very good, and she was bluffed by a frail scholar, and now the show is gone... However, His Majesty actually gave Li Xian a jade ring, it seems a bit particular..."

Standing by the window, Wei Shaoxuan thought for a while, and then watched the movement outside the Su residence for a while, he shook his head as if feeling bored.

Afterwards, the sixth son of the Wei family seemed to turn his head and said something to Qiu Qi.

The box-carrying man took off the sword box from his back and handed it to Wei Shaoxuan.

The latter caught it with one hand, put it sideways in front of him, put his two fingers together, and caressed the warm wooden body of the box carefully. Even if he looked at the sword box more than once, he still showed some admiration and admiration on his face.

This box seems to have a mechanism inside, which is very delicate.

Wei Shaoxuan made a complex technique, and with a "click", it was like an iron chain slowly lowering down a certain gate of the world's most important gate, and the sword box opened in response.

Jian Guang rushed out of the box like a bullfighting bull.

It immediately attracted the attention of the three people in the pavilion.

It is rumored that the Mohist sword box is one of the top sword cultivators in the world. The body of the box is made of natural gas, and ingenious mechanism techniques are used to make it achieve the magic of warming the sword energy, washing the sword body, and restraining the sword light. effect.

Even if it is a mortal sword with a green front, if it is warmed in it, it will become very different, not like a mortal soldier.

At this moment, I saw a sword inserted obliquely in the box.

After Wei Shaoxuan took out the sword, turned it upside down and placed it under the setting sun in front of the window, it was clear that it was a short sword similar to a dagger.

The short sword is luxurious.

The hilt is inlaid with emeralds, agates, pearls and gemstones, and there is a delicate sword tassel intertwined with colored ribbons.

Jianfeng lying in the sun reflected the cold light into the room, and as the sword-bearer turned and moved, the cold light flickered around the room.

Boss Li looked at it curiously, showing an expression of sudden reaction.

This sword was exactly the last faith sword that Liu Ziwen entrusted him to send to Luojing Prince Wei's Mansion. It was also a signal to take the sword after drinking blood.

Right now, Qiu Qi and Wei Shaoxuan, just a handful of people, went to get the sword alone, and they naturally brought it along with the Mohist sword case as agreed.

Wei Shaoxuan leaned on the railing by the window, and was playing with the short fiber sword in his hand. He raised his hand and wanted to throw it away:
"Go and inform Liu Zian that my master is here, take it, and return it to Liu Zian by the way, this short sword is good, it won't stain blood when killing people, I hope the tripod sword he handed over at the end can also satisfy me... "

Wei Shaoxuan's words with a chuckle sounded, and he cast his eyes casually out of the window, but he stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech.

Boss Li, who lowered his head and was about to obey the order, raised his hand to receive the sword. After waiting for a long time, Wei Shaoxuan's trusting sword was not handed over.

"Sixth Young Master? Sixth Young Master?" He couldn't help shouting twice.

Still ignored.

Wei Shaoxuan's mouth seemed to be blocked.

After a while, Boss Li raised his head cautiously, and found that Mr. Qiu also turned his head to look at Wei Shaoxuan just like him.

I saw that the sixth young master of the Wei family who was leaning against the railing by the window changed to a standing posture with his hands down, with his head sticking out of the window, staring intently at the street in front of the Su Mansion below.

The body remained motionless, as if in a daze.

Boss Li and Qiu Qi followed his gaze.

It was a young girl with a plain face, with plum blossom-shaped bright red forehead makeup dotted between her eyebrows. She was sitting obediently on an embroidered stool, holding a purple thin veil that she had just taken off. Not far in front of her, there was a solemn court painter painting...

Leaving home with a girl who has just grown up.

The air fell silent.

Wei Shaoxuan suddenly turned his head, and said seriously to Qiu Qi:

"How about we exchange a gift for a little bit, after all...we are all relatives, adoptive father, I still feel obliged to give a birthday present."

Qiu Qi:?
Boss Chestnut: ...

Not long after, the painting in front of the Su residence ended.

Inside the high pavilion, Wei Shaoxuan lowered his head and walked around the same place for more than ten times. At a certain moment, he stopped and murmured to himself: "Is there such a beautiful girl in the world? The most important thing is that she still looks like Her Majesty the Queen, even more... ..."

Wei Shaoxuan glanced at the letter sword in his hand, straightened his clothes in a serious manner, turned around and went downstairs.

On behalf of Wei Shi, come to the door to give gifts.

……

In the afterglow of the setting sun.

The fisherman sings late.

The bustling Penglang Ferry during the day became deserted, like a red hot coal that was extinguished by water.

There are returning ferries docked one after another, as well as passenger ships that are passing by and temporarily docked.

However, the ferry that used to be crowded and moored in the past now has a large area vacant at the pier in the center.

There was also a large group of people on the shore by the pier.

Several fishing boats full of fish that came back late slowly docked at this strangely vacant "golden position" of the wharf. The fishermen on board who had worked hard all day looked happy. In the past, these "golden positions" had long been seized It's their turn to come back late.

Several boatmen who had just returned couldn't help turning their heads curiously to look at the huge sails that were slowly going away on the river.

I saw the imposing and imposing strange official ship break through the golden water waves sparkling in the setting sun, and leave Longcheng County without looking back, with the red sun in the background.

Like the fishermen, Ouyang Rong looked at the back of the fleet carrying Miaozhen and other Luoyang court envoys as they drifted away, and stood at the forefront of the seeing-off crowd on the shore of the pier.

"Eh."

There was a sigh suddenly sounded in the front row of the crowd, which made the atmosphere in the county government's crowd freeze.

Ouyang Rong stood still with his sleeves on, his face was calm, and he didn't turn his head to look at the sighing Diao Xiancheng.

Yan Liulang, who hurried over from the official house in the afternoon, turned his head and frowned and said:

"Why is the magistrate always sighing? Could it be that he is dissatisfied with the Ming government? Just speak up."

"Where will the lower official be dissatisfied with the Ming government? It's mainly because of today's matter... eh."

Diaoxian Cheng frowned, and couldn't help but said: "Why didn't the Ming government retain the female envoy? The banquet for the next official is ready, and the Ming government asked them to stay for a meal, and then take a rest in Longcheng for a few days, and go sightseeing in the mountains." The water is also excellent...”

Ouyang Rong looked at the dark dots on the river surface that were getting smaller and smaller in the distance, but didn't speak.

In the afternoon at the gate of Su Mansion, after the highly skilled old court painter finished Su Gu'er's portrait without makeup, Miaozhen took the painter and the court ladies and left without saying a word.

Get on the boat and leave without staying.

I don't know if it's because of Ouyang Rong's intervention, Miao Zhen's expression is not very good looking.

In the end, after boarding the bow deck, he turned slightly, eyes drooping, staring at Ouyang Rong on the pier below, and said: "Magistrate Ouyang, we will meet later."

It's a good "there will be a period later".

At that time, Ouyang Rong just stood where he was, slightly bent his waist, bowed his hands and bowed without saying a word.

Then he kept silently watching the official ship leave the dock.

At this moment, Yan Liulang looked sideways and said:

"Master Diao hasn't noticed yet, this sixth-rank female official is just doing business, and she doesn't show affection. Meals and gifts are useless, Mr. Diao, don't fix these bells and whistles, it will make people look down on Mingfu and us."

"It's better to underestimate than to offend. At worst, you'll treat us as a fart. They say that the seventh-rank official is in front of the prime minister, not to mention that this is a sixth-rank female official in front of His Majesty. I don't know how much to add. Hey, what should I do now?" Yes."

Diao Xiancheng's face was full of worry, and he murmured dejectedly:
"For the deposed King Xunyang's family, they ended up offending the Luoyang envoys, and I don't know what they will say about us in front of the Holy One..."

Seeming to have thoroughly confirmed that the official ship entered the river and left and would never come back, Ouyang Rong, who squinted his eyes, nodded lightly, turned his face, and looked at the dead wood-like wrinkles on Diao Xiancheng's dark face, full of past troubles. The vicissitudes of living at the bottom of the bureaucracy and wasting the years.

"Master Diao."

Ouyang Rong said suddenly.

"The subordinate is here."

Ouyang Rong sighed slightly:
"For so many years, it is not entirely unreasonable for Mr. Diao to still be the county magistrate here."

Diao Xiancheng: ...

Well, you are lofty, you are amazing.

Without knowing what Ouyang Rong meant, Diao Xiancheng's back molars were almost shattered, and he looked at the young county magistrate who was born as a Jinshi and started at the seventh rank in a lowered place, wanting to cry without tears.

He couldn't help sobbing a little, and felt sad for a moment... Hey, it doesn't matter if this eighth-rank official doesn't do it!
Ouyang Rong patted the thin shoulder of the old county magistrate lightly, took the lead to leave, and left a sentence:
"Let's go, it's okay, everyone goes back to their homes, tomorrow will be on duty as usual, as for the Su Mansion on Luming Street... just pretend you haven't seen it, it's just common people, you don't need to be treated specially."

The county government officials surrounding the pier looked at each other, reluctantly obeyed, and filed away.

Yan Liulang quickly caught up with Ouyang Rong's footsteps, followed behind him, slowed down step by step, hugged his waist knife, and sighed:

"I really didn't expect Dalang's family to be the former King Xunyang's family who were relegated to commoners. Doesn't that mean that Dalang's family is the blood of Emperor Taizong Wen?
"Be good, my six sons went whoring and drinking with Emperor Taizong Wen's great-grandson! This encounter is enough to brag about to my grandson."

Yan Liulang looked up at the moon, thought hard for a while, and frowned:

"Mingfu, by the way, I still call him Dalang, isn't it a bit too preposterous?"

Ouyang Rong, who was walking in front, nodded: "Six."

Just one word was sent back behind him.

"Huh? I'm here."

Yan Liulang was taken aback, and stepped forward to report:

"Why did Mingfu call me? What orders do you have?"

The corner of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

Not long after, Yan Liulang, who was muttering around Ouyang Rong, was driven back to the official house. Last time, it seemed that the strange purple mist in Ouyang Rong's Gongde Pagoda wiped away the imprint on the mask of the mirage beast. Xian's mouthful of old blood seems to be a little serious, and he is still in a coma, and his breath is like a gossamer.

On the night road back to Meilu Garden alone, Ouyang Rong stopped from time to time to glance at the brightly lit Su Mansion in the distance.

The things that happened today were indeed beyond his expectations.

The exposure of the identities of Su Dalang and Su Xiaomei's family made Ouyang Rong, who was in the dark under the lamp, a little confused.

He began to understand the subtle anomalies displayed by his younger junior sister, mentor Xie Xun and the Su family.

Ouyang Rong was very skeptical that the younger junior sister followed her mentor Xie Xun to Longcheng County to worship the Buddha, and finally stayed to assist him, in fact, it was mainly to protect the Su family.

After thinking about this, he was a little silent.

But there was no intention of blaming the junior sister, after all, she had just arrived at that time, and the two senior brothers and sisters were not yet familiar with each other.

As for why he didn't talk about it after getting acquainted... Ouyang Rong thought about it as an afterthought, and found that the little junior sister had always hinted at it, but he ignored it.

As soon as Ouyang Rong arrived at the gate of Meilu Garden, he met two familiar figures standing guard in front of the gate.

It was Li Xian and Su Dalang.

"Liang Han!", "Liang Han's nephew..."

Seeing him, the father and son were overjoyed immediately, and sincerely invited Ouyang Rong to Su Mansion for dinner, as usual, and today Weber's mother cooks by herself.

But Ouyang Rong silently withdrew his arm and shook his head with a calm face.

Li Xian and Su Dalang immediately exchanged expressions.

Ouyang Rong bid farewell politely and walked into Meilu Garden.

Seeing Ouyang Rong and the afternoon's backs as if they were two different people when they stood up to help each other, the Li family father and son frowned and sighed...

Turning his head to look at the closed door, Ouyang Rong shook his head slightly and muttered something.

Not long after, he returned to the small courtyard of Meilin, and against the afterglow of the setting sun, he pushed the door open and entered.

In an instant, Ouyang Rong paused and stopped in place.

There was movement in the study.

Ye Weilai is not here.

He frowned slightly, turned his eyes and saw a peach-red beauty in the study.

She was flipping through books on tiptoe in front of Ouyang Rong's bookshelf.

It was Su Guer, the younger sister of the Su family.

No, it's time to call her Li Zou'er, or...

your Highness?

　Arrived home safely, Xiao Rong was exhausted...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)