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Chapter 382: Faintly walking in a dream

No moon tonight.

Huaiye Lane mansion, Yinbingzhai bedroom.

The night outside the window is dim.

Ouyang Rong looked away, bent down and picked up Ye Weilai, who was dozing at the table, and walked back to the bed.

The silver-haired girl's long, silky hair was tied with a red rope. Her eyes were closed and her face had red creases from when she was lying on the table. Her long eyelashes were trembling. Her eyes were moving under her eyelids, and she didn't know what she was dreaming about. .

The soft and small body exudes a light fragrance after bathing. The smell is like foam in the daytime, which is difficult to catch.

Ouyang Rong silently covered Ye Weila with a quilt.

"Uh...uh..."

The little girl seemed to have woken up a little. Without opening her eyes, she turned over on the couch. Her little hand subconsciously reached under the pillow and touched the leather scabbard of the dagger. She mumbled inaudibly twice, lowered her head and said, Covering her face with her hair, she continued to doze off.

In the dead of night, people are quiet, and there are only shadows in the empty house.

Ouyang Rong suddenly thought of Xiu Niang.

I think of the mute girl in the underground palace who hugged her knees and sat on a long sword wrapped in cloth. When she first saw her, she had a pair of eyes as clear as a stream of reluctance.

The delicate face and the four slender fingers holding the sheepskin water bag appeared in front of his eyes again.

When Ouyang Rong climbed out of the underground palace twice, she looked up at him.

Silently looking around the bed and the sleeping little girl,

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips. When he was sleeping peacefully in that soothing fragrance, was she sitting in front of his bed like he is sitting on the little girl's bedside now, quietly watching his sleeping face?

It is a very strange feeling to review this matter in my mind.

Except for some fragmentary scenes that vaguely remained in his memory, Ouyang Rong was not familiar with her.

Being approached quietly in sleep, and possibly even physical contact, is something that should be subconsciously objectionable to someone like Ouyang Rong, who has a macho personality and a strong sense of territoriality.

Even if the other party pretends to care about him, Ouyang Rong is not a child, he is an adult. For this kind of unilateral contribution from others, he has long been no longer mindlessly moved and tolerant, but is very clear about rejecting it. The power imposed by the other party.

Unless you are a relative or family member, you will be a little more tolerant and change your principles, such as your aunt.

However, Ouyang Rong could not feel much disgust at the behavior of the mute embroiderer.

On the contrary, besides being strange, I felt a little curious.

Curious about her experiences over the years, curious about why Xiu Niang didn't hate Wu Jiwu as much as he hated him, but instead appeared next to him when he was unconscious twice.

Wondering what she was thinking.

As his thoughts were racing uncontrollably, Ouyang Rong remembered another detail. It was only with hindsight that he figured out the details of the taste.

By the way, when Ouyang Rong woke up and went down the mountain, pretending to be Wei Shaoxuan, he heard Boss Li mention casually that during the period when he was in coma, some Yue girls, including Jun Xue Zhongzhu, the eldest daughter of the Queen's Palace, had been in the university. Gushan appears, searching everywhere for the "craftsman's work" of the tripod sword.

At first, Ouyang Rong only thought that he was lucky, and that his junior sister and teacher helped him hide well, so he was not caught by Xuezhongzhu.

But looking back now.

Ruo Xiu Niang was a Yue girl from Yunmeng Jianze, and when he was unconscious in the Sanhui Courtyard of Donglin Temple, she took care of him under the pseudonym of Xiao Niang Zhao.

It is said that Yunmeng Jianze, as the hidden sect, has few people and follows a small but refined approach. The Yue girls are more affectionate than Jinlan.

So, as fellow disciples and sisters, Xue Zhongzhu and other Yue girls are 100% familiar with Xiu Niang. They are both in Dagushan. They must know what Xiu Niang is doing, so do they know about his existence.

Did you know that he, the embroiderer's former boy husband, had become a master swordsman?A rare and unique sword wielder?
Or do you mean, you know, but you let him go on purpose...

But when I think of the details of the Lotus Pagoda Alliance recorded on the underground palace murals,

This tripod sword was forged from the tripod of Yunmeng Jianze's former town sect. It should be very important to Jianze Yue girls.
Ouyang Rong has always been very self-aware.
I feel that Xiu Niang's senior sisters, especially the eldest lady with a cold back, would not think about the past friendship between the junior sisters, so they would give up the tripod sword, hand it over to him, and let him take it away.

So there is only one answer, he was not discovered, or rather he was discovered, but his identity as the sword holder was not discovered.

When he thought about it, when he was unconscious in Sanhuiyuan that day, so many twists and turns happened that he didn't expect.

Ouyang Rong sat in front of the couch, propped up his knees with his elbows, lowered his head and buried his face, put his palms together, rubbed it hard, and let out a long breath.

Although the Yuepin beheading Qiu Shenji that day consumed all his spiritual energy, causing the meridians and spiritual energy in his body to dry up, making it difficult to detect any strange meridians.

But after he recovers, he should be able to show his spiritual energy cultivation...

Not to mention that as soon as he woke up, he went to open the Mohist sword box and boldly looked at the sword.

Didn't any of the Qi leak out?

Yunmeng Jianze is the world's sword sect, and Xue Zhongzhu is also the leader of swordsmanship, not to mention Yue virgin, the leader of swordsmanship.

The fact that these Yunmeng Yue girls were able to locate the location of Dingjian in Dagushan and search for it proved that they had special means, and there were many of them.

After a moment of doubt, Ouyang Rong slowly raised his eyebrows.

In addition to the ability of the Mohist sword box to hide and suppress victory, he felt that it might be related to his ability to hide the wind and gather energy like a small transparency after waking up.

But how was this ability obtained? It seemed that it didn't exist before. Could it be related to the embroiderer?

By the way, Xiu Niang seems to be just like Xiao Transparent, with a quiet temperament, as quiet as a virgin.

What's the origin of this?

Could it be contagious?
Or maybe it’s true that I vaguely bit the beauty’s thin neck in my dream, so...

Ouyang Rong thought for a moment and shook his head.

There are so many clues, but the derivation leads to a dead end.

"Are you in Yunmengze? What are you doing now? Are you sneaking in like last time?

"Still, there's no chance of seeing her again. It seems that Yue girls can't get married.

"If she comes, tell me how I should respond. How about treating her to a meal? Meet my junior sister and aunt.

"After all, the misunderstanding between my aunt and my mother has not yet been explained clearly. My aunt must be dissatisfied with her misunderstanding. I heard Wei Lai mentioned that she is really afraid of her. She avoided her when she was a cook. Or Wei Lai should cover for her..."

After rubbing his face and talking to himself for a moment in front of the couch, Ouyang Rong left the bedroom and came to the study. When he passed Ye Weilai's desk, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

There is a special hard-tipped pen holder lying on the table.

At first, Ye Weilai was not used to writing calligraphy with calligraphy, so Ouyang Rong suddenly had an idea and used the memory of his past life to make a bamboo pen that was harder than the ordinary soft pen. After being dipped in ink, this hard pen tip was more suitable for writing the past life. Kind of pen calligraphy.

Writing in this way made it much more convenient for Ye Weilai. It would not be like a soft-tipped vellum pen, which would make the writing crooked. The little girl quickly fell in love with this "local method" mentioned by Ouyang Rong and learned it easily.

Ouyang Rong actually doesn't like writing calligraphy very much, but he has been used to it since he has been in this world for so long and has inherited the memories of this life.
In order to conform to the crowd, he usually writes with a brush in the official office, and rarely uses a pen calligraphy in his previous life. Only recently did he pick up some when he taught Ye Weila... Ouyang Rong stopped, feeling blessed in his heart, and suddenly picked up this special pen holder, and... Holding a blank white paper, he quickly put pen to paper and immersed himself in writing.

After a while, a word took shape on the paper:

Yue girls pick lotuses by the autumn water... Narrow sleeves and light ruffles, revealing double gold necklaces...

The tip of the pen paused and paused, writing and writing. Ouyang Rong finally put down the pen, looked at the "Die Lian Hua", his eyes were lost in thought for a moment, and murmured:
"...The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and the companion who came with me is nowhere to be found...The faint singing is returning to the distance...Li Chou leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River...Li Chou leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River..."

I repeated it to myself twice.

"Big Brother."

At this moment, the clear voice of the junior sister came from outside.

A girl in red dress excitedly opened the door and entered the house.

The pen fell to the ground, Ouyang Rong immediately bent down to pick it up, stood up, blocked the desk, silently folded the paper raft of "Die Lian Hua Ci" written on a whim with the palm of his back, and quietly stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Why are junior sisters here?" he asked curiously.

Xie Lingjiang didn't notice anything strange and didn't look at the desk. He glanced at Ye Weilai sleeping on the other side of the bed and smiled softly.

"Uncle Li has something to discuss, so he came over to you. Let's go. Wei Lai happened to be asleep."

Ouyang Rong nodded and packed up. Before going out, Xie Lingjiang helped him pick up the piano case and go out.

When they arrived at Prince Xunyang's Mansion, they found that it was not a critical matter. It was a letter from Prince Xiang's Mansion. As discussed last time, Li Xian read it to everyone for reference...

In the study, while Ouyang Rong was drinking tea, his junior sister was chatting with Wei Mei.
He first put down the tea cup and opened the sword box at hand slightly. Ouyang Rong looked intently. In the gap of the sword box below, "Jiang Zuo" tried to poke his little head out, but he pushed it back with his index finger without squinting. Quietly shake off the origami paper from your sleeves and stuff it into the sword case.

The sword case closed.

Ouyang Rong was slightly relieved and continued drinking tea.

When the junior sister held his hand just now, he didn't dare to move his sleeves too much...

Soon, the affairs of Prince Xunyang's Mansion were finished, and at midnight, Ouyang Rong returned to Yinbingzhai.

When he came back, he casually put down the piano-shaped sword case and ignored the paper raft.

He sat down at the table.

Rub your fingers between your eyebrows, close your eyes and enter the Tower of Merit.

Inside the quaint little tower in the clouds of the sea of ​​​​knowledge, it is still the same.

The blessing clock is motionless, and I haven’t encountered any opportunity to stimulate it recently.
It's like a prodigal woman in the family who suddenly stopped spending money lavishly one day and turned to quietly raising her husband and raising children.

Ouyang Rong was a little uncomfortable.

However, it is also possible that because his merit points in the past few days were too low, he kept his hands tightly, became considerate, and downgraded his consumption.

This bitch can handle it.

Now, after the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Shuangfengjianhe River, Ouyang Rong has accumulated a lot of merit.

Become a little richer.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the illusory blue-gold font floating above the small wooden fish.

[Merit: Five Thousand 180 Seven]

"Before, the merit points were more than 600, but this time the ribbon-cutting ceremony increased by more than [-], which is quite a lot.

"But it's getting harder and harder to get the merit points around me. My little junior sister is almost spoiled by me, ahem, I'm talking about earthy love words to gain merit points.

"This time we have been busy digging the twin peaks for more than half a year before we have a wave of merit gains. No surprise, if we have such a big gain next time, it will probably be when the Donglin Giant Buddha and Xunyang Grottoes are built. I don't know if it will be possible. How much it goes up.

"Wait a minute, if the empress continues to have the hearts of one person and the hearts of thousands of people, and her reputation becomes bad, and I can't help her repair the Donglin Buddha, I will have to deduct her merits and be scolded by everyone in the world. Wouldn't it be a big loss... Why."

Thinking of some possibility that was not impossible, Ouyang Rong was speechless and frowned a little, then he muttered seriously:
"There is also the chaos of Li Zhengyan's resumption of the army. This time, Zhu Lingxu, a servant of the third surname, appeared, allowing the Wei family to pick peaches and gain the greatest power to conquer the army.
"This King of Wei is presiding over the counter-rebellion, and I don't know how much benefit he will take advantage of.

"Everyone has selfish motives, so we can just take advantage of the opportunity. What we are afraid of is intensifying the civil war and expanding the situation. In the name of suppressing the rebellion, with the momentum of victory, we can take the opportunity to clean up the political opponents in the court and gain the initiative in the Liwei War. ...I'm just afraid of being ugly, I want to take possession of everything I can, and I don't allow outsiders to interfere at all.

"What's the big picture? Who cares about you.

"Only taking sides, not right or wrong. Party members are united and opposed to different parties. It's a life-or-death struggle.

"As for whether the war can be ended early, it is just incidental. Whether it can achieve the purpose of dividing the cake is the most important.

“So public affairs should be handled privately, and private matters should be handled publicly.

"With the temperament of the two Wei princes, it is not impossible..." After a pause, he changed his words to himself: "No, it is just like this, it must be like this."

Under the light, Ouyang Rong's figure sitting alone on the chair was stretched to the wall. He smiled, as if speaking to the flames in front of him.

"The final goal was achieved, the rebellion was finally put down, and we returned with a great victory, but we left Jiangnan and Lingnan devastated behind us.

"The princes, generals and ministers who led the troops and a small number of low-level officers gained fame, wealth and honor.
"The imperial court of Zhou Dynasty, which contributed money and effort, achieved peace in the country.
"As for the common people, mothers have lost their sons, children have lost their fathers, and wives have lost their husbands, but they have gained something, such as ashes, broken robes, and pensions.

"Then some people will say that the blame lies with Li Zhengyan and other rebels. They were clearly using their hands as chariots and were defeated by the imperial court. They could have just tied up their hands early and were unable to capture them, and they would not have affected so many people.

"But should they be killed at the slightest sign? In this world, apart from the obedient lambs, there are always some people who feel that they have to do something, and that some things are higher than life.

“Even if you don’t agree with it, you can’t completely deny it.

"In this way, both sides are guilty. It is not black and white. Everything in this world is bad, and this is the worst.

"But after talking so much, Ouyang Lianghan, what do you want, what can you do, what do you dare to do?"

Ouyang Rong stood up, took out a bronze mask and a black iron token, placed them on the piano case and sword case, and slowly touched the three of them with his palms.

He also has a sword and is equally indistinguishable from right to wrong.

"What you want, what you can do, what you dare to do... people will always die. There is a difference between more deaths and less deaths. But the question is, who will die, and who... deserves to die."

The lights go out.

The house fell into darkness.

The next day.

Jiangzhou Striker has been formed.

Zhu Yuheng, as the leading general of the vanguard, led [-] troops and took the lead in the expedition.

Ouyang Rong, Wang Lixian of Xunyang, Wang Lengran, the governor, and others went to see him off...

(End of this chapter)