"I thought he was crazy that day. Now, he was serious... Is it because of his glory and wealth, and his bright future, to him, isn't as lazy as that young lady? He's too lazy to take the official position... It's crazy, it's crazy..."

After riding a horse across the street for a while, Yuan Huaimin discovered that Qiu Niang seemed to be quiet.

When he felt a little uncomfortable, he looked back and immediately ran into a resentful look.

I don't know when, Yi Qianqiu raised his head and stared at his back, as if he was making some comparison.

"Qiu, what's wrong with Qiuniang? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Yi Qianqiu didn't speak.

I rode a horse forward for a while.

At one moment, Yuan Huaimin flew out in panic.

He was kicked down.

"Look at them."

...

Ouyang Rong walked through the corridor and towards the back door.

On the way, he finished reading the letter.

The junior sister didn't say anything important in the letter.

The main thing is to report safety, plus the situation in Luoyang, and give a brief introduction.

In addition, there is also the failure of Caishou as the Sword Lord, plus an interesting thing.

It's about the prince.

It was said that Li Dalang had a dream the night before entering the palace, and dreamed of her wedding with Ouyang Rong, but Li Dalang could not catch up with the wedding in his dream, and even though he kept running forward, he did not arrive.

After Li Dalang told everyone that the atmosphere was quiet for a while, then Wei Mei cursed silently, "You overslept every day, of course you can't catch up."

Maybe she found it interesting, Xie Lingjiang casually mentioned it in the letter...

Ouyang Rong also smiled.

He is worthy of being a Dalang.

Shaking his head, he came to the back door.

I saw Zhang Shixiu standing by the horse shed.

Ouyang Rong was not surprised because he asked Zhang Shixiu to wait here. He was about to meet Hu Fu just now, so he could only listen to the news brought by Zhang Shixiu, and he was only free to entertain him.

"Let's go, go to Huaiye Lane for a meal."

Ouyang Rong passed by Zhang Shixiu and walked in front.

"Governor Ouyang is polite."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

"Thank you for your hard work."

When Zhang Shixiu heard this, he looked a little ashamed and followed:

"But there is not good news here."

Ouyang Rong was a little quiet.

There is no news about Yunmeng Jianze’s mountain gate in Zhang Shixiu and the Tianshi Mansion behind him.

Since the end of the Double Peaks Battle, Yunmeng Jianze has completely disappeared.

All the halls that were able to contact before were invalidated, as if they had completely disappeared.

After dinner, Zhang Shixiu returned.

Ouyang Rong returned to the study.

Ye Wei is spreading over the quilt.

Miaosi fought with the white sturgeon in the room, rode on the back of the white sturgeon, shouting "Driving" in her mouth, and rushing around the room, but no matter how she looked, it seemed that the white sturgeon wanted to throw her down.

What a little ink spirit without a sense of boundaries.

There are two sets of quilts on the bed. The little girl has recently had a menstrual period and scored a quilt to sleep, otherwise it would easily leak to Ouyang Rong. After all, the white-haired girl likes to put one leg on Ouyang Rong’s belly when sleeping.

"A Qing made some summer clothes for the young master."

Ye Weilai was tilting her butt on the bed, laying the bedding while chatting.

"Uh-huh."

Ouyang Rong sat at the table, taking paper and writing.

It seems to be replying to the junior sister.

Ye Weili turned around from time to time and went to see Ouyang Rong. He found that he frowned occasionally, and the little girl felt a little distressed.

I poured a cup of hot tea and stopped by the table, and did not leave.

Ouyang Rong didn't raise his head and let out a sound from his nose:

"Um?"

Ye Weilai whispered: "Is there no news about the embroiderer yet?"

"Um."

Ye Weilai thought about it:

"Or why the yard in Longcheng will be cleaned up and guarded. The embroidered lady also went to the yard to find you. Moreover, Longcheng County should be close to Yunmengze."

She walked over, pressed Ouyang Rong's shoulders, tilted her head and continued to give her ideas:

"Nu'er recommends Ah Qing and lets her stay, it's close anyway."

Ouyang Rong suddenly stopped.

"What did you say?"

Ye Weilai was stunned, a little scared, and stuttered:

"Nu'er said... said... let Aqing go to guard the yard."

"No, the previous sentence."

"The previous sentence...oh, Longcheng may be close to Yunmeng."

Ouyang Rong calmed down.

After a while, he tore off the reply letter just now, picked up the paper again, wrote a letter, folded it and stuffed it into an envelope, and dripped it into a wax stamp.

The white-haired girl has returned to the bed and continues to make the bed.

"Wei Lai."

"Um?"

Ye Weilai, who was packing his clothes, looked back curiously.

When he found that Ouyang Rong had come, he twisted a letter in his hand and said to her:

"The junior sister wrote to me and said that Caishou did not succeed in the matter of the Sword Lord."

Ye Weilai tilted her head: "Oh, what a pity."

"It's a pity, but don't try anymore, don't try again. If you ask you to try, don't have hope."

"Yeah! Yeah? Wait, what does your son mean?"

Ouyang Rong grabbed Ye Weilai's hand, put the envelope on her hand, and held her hand tightly, saying word by word:

"You go back to Beijing, find your junior sister and Rong Nushi, hand the letter to them, and then... stay in the capital."

This time, his tone was unstoppable.
Chapter completed!