"We are both lazy gardeners, facing the depressed rainy and snowy days together..."

Su Mansion Garden, inside a pavilion.

The two stood in front of a pavilion pillar with an inscription and watched in silence for a while.

The young county magistrate shrugged and raised his eyelids, slightly drunk.

The detective in blue turned his head and said seriously to the former:

"Mingfu, this is obviously coming at you. Have you thought about how to respond? Is it going to be the same as yesterday?" He muttered: "By the way, why did Mingfu write down his humble position...

"

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Why are you coming for me? Maybe you are coming for Liulang. Liulang's conditions are good. What girl wouldn't like him?"

Yan Liulang was stunned and touched his face, "How can the conditions in a humble job be so good?"

Ouyang Rong burped, nodded and said: "Liu Lang has arms and legs. When it rains, he will find a place to hide instead of picking up things on the ground to eat..."

"..."

Yan Liulang smiled bitterly, his mouth was a little sour:

"Don't be ridiculous in the Ming Dynasty. I don't know it myself. I am just a rough martial artist. I can read a few big characters and write my name. My parents and sisters used sticks to draw out...

"The Ming Dynasty is the real gentleman with both talent and beauty. In the Zhou Dynasty, whose daughter wouldn't like such a scholar.

"The young lady who left the poem must have been admiring the Ming Dynasty for a long time and wanted to get acquainted with her, so she suddenly appeared and got a startling glimpse."

He touched his chin, nodded, and analyzed clearly:

"Based on my position, this person is probably a member of the Su family. She is so educated, plays the piano and plays chess, and is so beautiful. I have been in Longcheng for so many years, and this is the first time that such a beautiful and temperamental young lady has...

See you later.

"I don't know if she is Su Dalang's sister or elder sister. She is probably not a concubine. With Uncle Su's henpecked character, even if he had a hundred courages, he would not dare to raise a child, and the same goes for Dalang.

"She's probably a girl from a boudoir. That's right. Uncle Su and Dalang are not bad looking. From this point of view, this family is quite noble."

When Ouyang Rong heard this, he couldn't help but glance at him sideways. He nodded and affirmed:

"If Rokuro had put half of his energy into solving the case and chasing the culprit, my junior sister wouldn't have been running around looking for medicine."

"..."

Yan Liulang turned his face and said seriously: "Mingfu, let's not mention official business tonight while drinking. Let's think about how to reply to this young lady. Don't neglect the beauty."

Ouyang Rong sighed: "I have principles. I treat my friends, brothers, sisters, wives and daughters with courtesy and respect."

Hearing this, Yan Liulang sighed and said, "Really? I originally wanted to introduce some ladies to the Ming family some other time. If the Ming family minds so much..."

Ouyang Rong immediately interrupted seriously: "If it's your sister, it's not impossible. The principles can be discussed flexibly, don't be too rigid."

"?"

Yan Liulang looked at Ouyang Rong's drunken appearance and heard the joking tone in his words, and shook his head helplessly:

"The Ming Dynasty is making fun of its humble position again."

Ouyang Rong patted his right face with his palm, threw down his sleeves, turned around and left:

"Go back, the alcohol is almost gone. Uncle Su and Dalang are still waiting for us."

Yan Liulang couldn't help but said:

"Now that we're leaving, what should we do with the poems left by this female family member of the Su family? If the Ming family doesn't give them back as a gift? I've already laid out the pen and ink on the table."

"Rokuro, help me come back. You can say anything you want. I really can't think of anything, so let's continue with 'Six'."

"The word 'six' is one word, isn't it too little?"

"Then three 'six's." Ouyang Rong waved his hand.

"Three sixes? What's the meaning of this?"

Yan Liulang scratched his head, frowned and muttered in confusion:

"Also, Mingfu, what do you mean by this little lady writing this poem and the sentence two days ago? I can probably guess that she might want to get to know Mingfu, but this

What is the interpretation of the poem?

"We are both lazy gardeners, and we face the bleak rainy and snowy weather together... Do you want to make an appointment with a fellow member of the Ming Dynasty to enjoy the rain and snow together? Well, do all the talented and beautiful ladies nowadays speak so implicitly and elegantly? Speaking like this,

It’s a bit too tiring.”

Ouyang Rong nodded, agreeing very much, "I don't know, why don't I just ask her and say, 'Can you talk properly?' and tell her to stop talking in riddles."

Yan Liulang hesitated and said: "Then wouldn't this be offensive to the beauty? It would also appear that the Ming Dynasty is very stupid. No girl like her has literary talent. How can this be done? I want the Ming Dynasty to respond to her poems a little bit..."

Ouyang Rong stopped, turned around, and opened his mouth:

"As for answering poems, it's actually very simple. Rokuro is really stupid.

"Come on, let me teach you a little bit. Remember, since what she wrote confuses you, you should also write something that confuses her."

"Confuse her?"

Yan Liulang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the young county magistrate who was passing by like a wind in front of him. He saw that the latter had just rolled up his sleeves, picked up his writing brush, and walked to another empty pavilion pillar next to him.

The young county magistrate raised his hand, turned around and said with a smile:

"Let's do this, Rokuro, each of us will reply. I will write one sentence, and you will write one sentence too."

"But I don't know how to write poems in my humble position."

"It's okay, I'll teach you, you write, pick a sentence and write..."

In front of the pavilion pillar, the two of them whispered to each other for a long time.

After a while, the matter was over, and with Yan Liulang's slightly strange look on his face, the two of them left the pavilion named "Drunkard" in a relaxed manner and returned to the main hall, where the banquet in the Su Mansion continued.

While changing cups and saying farewell with smiles, it seemed like nothing happened...

Branches above the moon.

After seeing off the distinguished guests, the Su Mansion became quiet again.

Summer has not yet arrived, and the insects in the garden have come early.

However, the chirping of insects in the grass made the garden seem more empty and quiet.

"Miss, you say, no matter how dull-headed he is, it's time for him to have some enlightenment, right?"

A crowned girl wearing a vermilion robe walked in front, leading a little maid with a bun-faced face and baby fat, and walked towards the Drunkard Pavilion in front.

The latter chattered non-stop.

As if she was still looking forward to someone replying to the poem, on the bluestone path in the forest, Cai Shou passed over Su Guo'er, who was bowing his head and thinking carefully, and trotted forward to lead the way.

The little maid turned back, backed up with her hands behind her back, faced Su Guo'er, and praised:

"The young lady is still smart and clever. She didn't approach directly. She came to return the umbrella and found another way. First, she came to meet friends through literature. She was more reserved and elegant, so that she would not be tacky. It is just like what is written in the book of gifted men and beautiful women.

"I can't believe that Mr. Ouyang is still obsessed with the lady's grace and literary talent. He will take the initiative to come to the door tomorrow to discuss poetry with the lady. Then we will return the umbrella by the way. Don't we get used to it after just two visits? Hehe, the lady is tall.

.”

Su Guo'er raised her head and glanced at the playful little maid, and suddenly said to herself:

"What exactly does 'six' mean? Why doesn't he come into the pavilion to play chess with me? I've already laid out the Liuhe chess pattern, and I chose it where the moonlight shines brightest."

Cai Shou was stunned, "Miss, why are you still worrying about this?"

Su Guo'er shook her head and ignored her.

Her eyebrows decorated with bright red plum blossom patterns were frowned, she bit her lip and looked at the night sky.

In the past two days, she had thought hard about Ouyang Lianghan's "six" for a long time, and roughly figured out some possible meanings.

Could it be an allusion to the time, suggesting that she would go to the same place tomorrow at the sixth watch and have a tryst at the waterside pavilion outside Juxian Garden?

After all, in the poem she wrote on the pavilion pillar, there was a sentence "Ming Dynasty intends to bring Qin to me", which roughly meant the gathering of confidants and refined scholars again.

Could it be that Ouyang Lianghan was going to wait for her in the waterside pavilion with his qin at the sixth watch, that is, at the time of sunrise at 9 o'clock in the morning, and play the qin together with friends?

So Su Guo'er did what he said. For two days in a row, he stayed up early in the morning and carried Qin to the waterside pavilion.

But every time she went from dawn to sunrise, no one came.

On the contrary, the maids of the Su Mansion who were cheering for each other as they passed by the waterside pavilion frequently looked at her sideways, especially the elder brother who got up early in the Juxian Garden to read in the morning. After bumping into Su Guoer, he looked at her sister in a strange way...

Su Guoer was really annoyed.

However, she is persistent and never looks back.

In Meiyingzhai, I tried hard to review the mountain and flowing water music that I had played in the waterside pavilion that day, and recalled whether the six-note scale was wrong.

At the same time, he continued to immerse himself in research.

She doesn't want to drink tea or eat, and she can't sleep at night.

Last night when I was turning over, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration!

Does Ouyang Lianghan's "six" refer to the six lines in the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes?
To be continued...