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Chapter 505: Death without surprising words

"Did Tan Lang encounter something troublesome?"

Drinking ice, there are autumn insects outside the window.

In front of the bronze mirror in the master bedroom, Ouyang Rong was sitting quietly with his hands on his knees, letting Ye Weilai behind him help him tie his hair and put on his crown. At this moment, she suddenly asked.

Ouyang Rong raised his head and glanced at the worried and caring look on the girl's somewhat fuzzy face behind him in the bronze mirror.

No words were spoken.

Ye Weilai reached out from behind.

Two slender fingers came together to rub his two handsome eyebrows that had been slightly gathered together since he came back last night.

"Tan Lang doesn't need to say anything, and Nu'er doesn't need to ask."

After rubbing it carefully for a while, Ye Weilai lowered his head slightly and shook his little white-haired head:

"Tan Lang said before that official matters will not be brought home unless it involves Nu'er's affairs like last time... Nu'er was nosy again just now. Don't blame Tan Lang, Nu'er... Nu'er was just watching "

Ouyang Rong looked at the mirror in front of him, raised his hand and grasped the ten slender fingers of the silver-haired girl on his shoulder.

Ye Weilai was relatively short, only half a head taller than Ouyang Rong who was sitting down.

Ouyang Rong turned around, put his two big palms together, and rubbed her cold, delicate hands.

The autumn morning was a bit cold, so he breathed into the palm of his hand. The hot mist immediately warmed the heart and eyes of the owner of the delicate hand:

"It's only been these two days. After seeing off the inspection messengers from Luoyang, you can take a short rest. Then I will take you and my junior sister out of the city to see if you can go back to Longcheng's old place and relax. Change your mood."

Ye Weila was suddenly delighted:

"Okay, slave, wait for Tanlang! Let's go back to Meilu Garden to have a look. I miss the swing in the yard there and the grapevines in the southeast corner..."

After tying up her crown, Ye Weilai was about to go out to get hot water, when Ouyang Rong suddenly asked:

"Where's the little guy?"

Ye Weilai looked sideways at a certain wardrobe with her blue eyes and raised her little nose in a gesture.

After she went out, Ouyang Rong took an ink stick from the desk, walked to the closet, opened the closet, and looked inside.

"Hey, stop sleeping and let the sun dry your butt."

"Butt? What butt."

Miaosi, who was only wearing a bellyband and underwear, stood up in a daze, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked around.

The next moment, she looked down at her clothes, hugged her chest, and said "shua", her little face turned red.

Before Ouyang Rong could speak, the cabinet door slammed shut tightly.

"Ouyang Lianghan! You are the most despicable and shameless person!"

Ouyang Rong pouted: "Who knew you like to sleep naked."

"You are naked! I am not naked!"

"That's right, you said no more, so you didn't see anything, and it's not like you were exposed and made a fuss. Besides, even if you bump into it accidentally, I will suffer a loss. After all, I rounded up to only eighteen, and you are one hundred and eighty. …”

"You still said that!"

After a while, there was a lot of commotion in the closet, and then the closet door finally opened again.

But before anyone could see clearly inside, a golden alms bowl flew out of the darkness in the closet and flew straight towards someone's front door.

Ouyang Rong put his palm in front of his handsome face and steadily caught the golden bowl that was thrown from high in the air, as if he had expected it.

Miao Si crossed her chest with a straight face and looked at him angrily.

Ouyang Rong asked: "I heard that you plucked all the feathers from the geese raised by my junior sister and gave them random nicknames, including my name."

Miao Si proudly crossed her arms, while Dao Guan looked around with his little head, not wanting to speak.

Ouyang Rong thought for a moment, frowned and asked:

"In the past few days, Si Tianjian's people have repeatedly gone to the ruins of Huang Xuan's old residence to investigate clues. Yesterday, someone also went to Sima Yuan Huaimin of this state who also lives in Xingzifang and asked him for a pair of calligraphy treasures. Can you tell me about this? How to see."

Miao Si still puffed up his cheeks and groaned without saying anything.

"Here." Ouyang Rong handed the Hanlei ink tablet that she had been looking at to her side. He nodded and gave her a step:
"Master Fairy, please have breakfast. Well, I have a lot of it."

"No, I am a villain."

"Well, it's indeed quite small." He nodded in approval.

"Ouyang Lianghan, say it again!"

Wonderful thoughts aloud, angry and staring.

Ouyang Rong blinked: "Although he is small, he is very powerful. He can hold a boatload of ingots in his belly, don't you think so?"

Miao Si tilted her head and squinted her eyes to examine his face. After examining him for a while, she finally calmed down a little.

With a look of disgust on her face, she pushed him several times, and finally, reluctantly, she hugged the Hanlei ingot that he had forced on her.

"Humph, I will need two next time. One in the morning is not enough to eat. It is not enough to eat at all. Thank you for your generosity and not plucking the feathers of her goose next time."

The little girl in Confucian attire almost had her braids sticking up to the sky, she looked so stinky.

Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

"Look at it this way, Si Tianjian's people are still looking for your literary spirit. Speaking of which, that Sima Yuan does have a deep literary spirit. If it weren't for you who hide it even deeper, I almost thought he was Jiangzhou. The most talented person.”

There are so many wonderful thoughts and treasures:

"That day in the yard of Huang Xuan's old home, you wrote a poem about red leaves and killed a person with one step. I have to admit that you are indeed too much like an immortal banished from the sky. With such a master of poetry and sword, I don't blame them for doubting this and that. Yes, then Yuan Sima is innocently involved."

Ouyang Rong frowned and asked:
"So, there should be no calligraphy related to my literary style in Xunyang City now, right? The oil-paper umbrella I gave to my junior sister has been destroyed with your help, and the red leaves that day have also been used up... Please help me check for the leaks and fill in the gaps. ”

Miao Si’s little head nodded:
"It's gone. It's all gone. But Ouyang Lianghan, you have to be careful. You have a lot of trouble in your chest. Not only are you prone to grievances, but you also have too much poetic talent. You may not be able to hold back your poetry one day." , dragged the article into writing, left evidence, and was caught red-handed. "

"No, I'm not you, I have a strict mouth."

"That's not necessarily the case. It has nothing to do with being lax in your words. Hum, I've seen a lot of young followers like you."

Ouyang Rong pointed at his serious face: "How can he be so handsome? He is indeed a fairy."

"Bah, shameless!"

Miao Si spat, she tapped her chin with her index finger, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said:

"It's no use that you have a tight mouth and have always been eloquent. Now your reputation does not involve your talent in poetry, and the fairy with a face that owes money has been coaxed by you. Otherwise, those Si Tianjian Qi practitioners would have been looking for that Yuan Sima I'm looking for you too.

"But you have to be prepared. If things go round and round and fall on you, the fairies who owe you money take the initiative to ask you for calligraphy. How will you deal with it? You can't just say that you can't compose a few poems and songs, just compose a random one. As long as the limericks rhyme, they will lose their literary tone." Ouyang Rong sighed: "That's what I'm worried about. Although Wei Lai's sword skills have just been explained, I'm not sure Rong Zhen will come to me for a calligraphy treasure someday. , with her current relationship, it is difficult to refuse, and any moment of hesitation will easily arouse suspicion. "

After a pause, he asked seriously: "Didn't you say before that you could help me cover it up?"

"It's not a cover-up, it's just using other people's culture as a cover-up."

Miao Si corrected.

"What do you mean?"

Ouyang Rong was curious.

Miao Si waved his hand:

"I'm too lazy to explain. Anyway, you'll know by then."

After speaking, she wrung her fingers and bargained:
"Let's do this. From now on, I will reluctantly go out with you to prevent you from missing the mark."

"Then...you must be doing it for our great friendship and you won't ask me for any reward, right?"

"What a great fart. He talks nonsense. Friendship is like a meal. Bring me the ink sticks."

Miao Si spreads his hands and loves no one.

Ouyang Rong said shyly in his pocket: "What should I do if there are not enough ink ingots? You also know the salary level of the civil servants of the Zhou Dynasty...the local officials. I am a child of a high family. It is a bit difficult to support a family."

"Then we have to settle the score." She said with a straight face, "You don't want to prostitute me for nothing, do you?"

"It's not for nothing, borrow it, borrow it." He nodded vigorously.

"You deserve to die. You have to pay the IOU and sign it!"

Miaosi's little face was full of vigilance:
"But don't be like that old boy hundreds of years ago. You have money to buy wine, but you have no money to pay off the debt. You keep arrears with this fairy girl. Thinking about it makes you angry. You are really bullying the fairy girl too much!"

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows, and before he could ask any more questions, Miao Si jumped out of the closet, got into his sleeves, and shouted.

"Wuhu, let's go!"

The hem of his crimson official uniform touched the dew on the green grass in the courtyard. Ouyang Rong went out and met Ali.

Shao Qing left the Huaiye Lane mansion in a carriage.

He did not immediately go to the Jiangzhou lobby for duty, but turned around and ordered Ali to drive to the Supervisory Yuan.

Ouyang Rong got off the car at the gate of the Oversight Yuan without entering, and turned to the breakfast stall outside the Oversight Yuan.

Sure enough, I saw a cold and cold girl in palace clothes eating breakfast quietly at the stall.

Ouyang Rong asked directly: "Rong Nu Shi, does Lin Cheng have a conflict with you? Or is it a competitive relationship within Si Tian Prison?"

Rong Zhen frowned, put down the porridge bowl and said, "No, at least I didn't notice it. What's wrong?"

Ouyang Rong asked again: "Isn't he also the sixth grade? Does he want to take his place and compete for your current position of supervising the construction of the Giant Buddha in Jiangzhou?"

Rong Zhen shook his head: "He didn't have the guts to grab it. Wait, Ouyang Lianghan, did you hear what others said?"

She looked at him suspiciously.

Ouyang Rong didn't answer in silence, waved his hand to reject the inquiry from the familiar landlady, stood up and left. Before leaving, he said with a calm face:
"Be careful Lin Cheng, I always think this person's behavior and words are a bit strange."

Rong Zhen frowned and watched the slender figure of a certain weak-headed elder leave...

Ouyang Rong came to Jiangzhou lobby and met his junior sister.

Xie Lingjiang sat in his office in the main hall, resting his chin on his hand and staring at the door with longing eyes.

"Elder brother, why did you come here!"

When he noticed Ouyang Rong walking in, Xie Lingjiang immediately stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to explain, Xie Lingjiang leaned directly into his ear and whispered:
"Last night, Sister Guo'er and I made some insinuations and found out that no descendants of the Qin family have come to Xunyang City recently. At least Miss Qin has absolutely no knowledge of it. As for Mr. Qin...according to Miss Qin's revelation, he no longer accepts I have been married for many years. Ever since Mrs. Qin’s grandmother passed away, the greedy Mr. Qin has been eating fast and praying to Buddha every year on his death anniversary. For many years, he has stopped marrying and has been left alone as a widow..."

After Ouyang Rong listened to Xie Lingjiang's story, Ouyang Rong was about to speak when a warning sound at the door interrupted him.

"Ming Mansion, Ambassador Hu and Lin Lingtai are here! They are waiting for you over there in the meeting hall drinking tea."

Outside the door, Yan Liulang cupped his fists and reported.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang looked at each other, exchanged a few words, turned around and went out, going to the meeting hall with Yan Liulang.

Inside the meeting hall.

As soon as Ouyang Rong entered the door, he found that Hu Fu and Lin Cheng were wearing formal official uniforms today, and there were many palace officials from Luoyang standing at the door of the meeting hall.

Everyone must have realized the importance of this morning's communication and conversation, and everyone was present.

"Good morning, Ambassador Hu Zhong, Mr. Lin Lingtai."

Ouyang Rong enthusiastically poured tea and received them.

"Sorry to disturb Ouyang Changshi."

Khufu took the tea cup, and they chatted and laughed happily.

Ouyang Rong had just sat down and had not drank tea for a while. Lin Cheng suddenly put down the teacup and said:

"Ouyang Changshi, the Donglin Giant Buddha is generally very good, but I have been wandering around for many days and have a few suggestions. I don't know whether I should talk about it or not."

Ouyang Rong, who was sitting upright, reached out to pick up the tea cup and said as if listening:

"Yes, of course I should speak. Mr. Lin Lingtai, please speak."

Lin Cheng smiled and said without surprising:

"Can Ouyang Changshi change the location of the Donglin Giant Buddha?"

Ouyang Rong's expression did not change at all, and his movements did not pause. He lowered his head and blew on the teacup, took a sip before slowly putting it down.

He raised his head and asked patiently:
"Where does Mr. Lin Lingtai want to change?"

Lin Cheng showed a serious face, his voice was a little lowered, and he slowly gave suggestions:

"It's better to rebuild one in Xingzifang. It won't be as troublesome as Xunyang Grottoes. After all, it's the closest to Xunyang Ferry. Construction can be done on the spot in the city. Let's take advantage of the winter to speed up the construction. Don't be lazy and rest. The Xunyang Grottoes are deserted. It is indeed difficult to start construction in the countryside in winter, but it is different in the city. It is much more convenient and you can grab time...

"I have made some calculations in the past few days. I have to do it now. There is still time. As long as it is not as complicated as Xunyang Grottoes, the construction period will definitely catch up... And the most important thing is that without the cumbersome supporting construction of Xunyang Grottoes, it is just Xingzifang erected a headless Buddha statue poured into copper and iron, which could reduce the cost a lot, and it could not be said to be less than the subsequent investment in Xunyang Grottoes.

The hall gradually became silent, with only the sound of a certain Xia Guan Lingtai Lang holding his fists talking.

"Ouyang Changshi, I greatly admire your Xunyang Grottoes plan for achieving multiple goals with one stroke. It is a genius idea, but you must not forget that the most important task of Jiangzhou Hall is to create statues, not to control floods and expand the city. These are all ranked second. , as long as the statue can be completed as scheduled and the so-called delay of three months is avoided, Her Majesty the Queen will be absolutely happy, King Wei and King Liang will not have any objections, Rong Zhennvshi should also be happy to see it happen, you see..."

Hu Fu, who didn't understand much about this, put down his tea cup and couldn't help but turn around and found that Ouyang Lianghan was looking intently at Lin Cheng, who was sincere and making small suggestions. His expression was surprisingly calm.

(End of this chapter)