In the study room.

Li Xian's family and his junior sister were either standing or standing, their expressions somewhat thoughtful.

"He spent money to build the pagoda, my father prayed for blessings, the broken jade was reunited, he offered auspiciousness, he declared that he was seriously ill...it was reasonable and everything went together."

Li Bao'er tapped her chin with her finger, her eyes brightened, and she looked at Ouyang Rong: "Good!"

Wei Mei frowned, thinking more, or in other words, understanding the mother-in-law better:

"Would it be obvious to her or them at a glance?"

Ouyang Rong looked at Wei Mei with a strange expression:

"Of course this will be seen through, isn't it self-evident."

Wei Mei opened her mouth: "Ah?"

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"Who says auspiciousness must be real? Isn't false auspiciousness true auspiciousness?"

He lowered his eyes and muttered like a jingle:

"When the truth is false, the false is also true, when the false is true, the true is also false; because it is false it is true, because it is true it is false, what is true is false, what is false is true."

Li Fusu was thoughtful, touched his head, and said in a worried tone:

"Tanlang, there will always be false things. Although the preparations are very thorough, what if someone in the court stands up to cause trouble? If it turns out to be true, will it be bad to send someone to investigate carefully?"

"Da Lang is right to be worried."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and in a flash, he raised his hand and pointed his slender palm at the Zhou court in Luoyang in the north:

"But who dares to be truthful, who dares to come and investigate? In front of His Majesty, who dares to say that Buddha's auspiciousness and God Bless the Great Zhou are fake?

"I would like to ask the ministers, do you have the courage?"

The weak-headed counselor raised his chin and sneered.

"Tan Lang is right, but it seems that there are still prime ministers who dare to speak out in front of His Majesty." Li Fusu said weakly: "For example, Master Di."

Ouyang Rong looked strange: "Why is Mr. Di destroying your stage?"

Li Fusu and everyone were immediately speechless.

Yes, they are all friendly forces. Why are the separatists in the imperial court trying to dismantle them? If you see through it, don't tell them.

But not everyone is Ouyang Lianghan who prepared the coffin and dared to stand up to the princess and the empress.

"It makes sense." Li Guo'er nodded, and then asked thoughtfully: "Where are the people of King Wei and the Wei family? They can also say a lot in front of His Majesty."

Ouyang Rong smiled and nodded, a hundred votes in favor:

"Okay, let's check it out. It just so happens that we can change it to Zhou Qian. They can check out those bullshit auspicious things they offered to Mrs. Di and see who has problems first."

Li Bao'er, Wei Mei, and Li Fusu turned their heads and looked sideways, with sudden expressions on their faces: "What a conspiracy!"

Only Li Xian was still scratching his head in confusion and weakly asked:

"Tan Lang, I'm sorry for the people below. It's mainly because of my mother's attitude towards me. What if she hates me and doesn't accept this auspicious sign?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head and said:

"The person who least needs to worry about this auspicious move is His Majesty."

Having said this, he paused and sighed:

"In other words, it is precisely because of her attitude that we have to take the initiative to offer auspiciousness today. This is an opportunity. If we don't seize the opportunity she gives, we will miss it."

Li Xian was stunned and asked in a panic: "What opportunity is Tan Lang talking about?"

Ouyang Rong pointed to the jade fragments beside his boots:

"Hasn't uncle seen that this piece of jewelry is her attitude?"

"But since ancient times, hasn't the main meaning of Jue been 'Jue'?"

Ouyang Rong asked back: "Why not Tong'jue', a decisive decision?"

Li Xian wanted to speak but stopped.

Ouyang Rong asked again:

"If it was really 'Jue', you would not have committed suicide after picking up 'Jue' on the street.

"So much time has passed now, and the news has long been conveyed back by the palace messengers.

"It's so disgraceful. According to Your Majesty's temperament, won't you send someone to help you show your dignity?

"The truth is, she didn't."

Li Xian was completely silent. After a while, he murmured to himself:

"Jue, Jue...that's how it is."

Ouyang Rongfeng said calmly:

"Uncle, the most dangerous moment has passed, this is the last chance.

"Is it important whether the auspiciousness is true or false? It is not important, because in this great Zhou Dynasty, Your Majesty always controls the final interpretation, and she alone can judge whether it is true or false.

"And this piece of jue is actually a question given to you by His Majesty."

"What...what question?"

"A question to test you, and a question about how to make a smooth circle.

"Your Majesty wants to see if you have learned to circle around after being relegated to Dragon City for so many years. This is the basis for re-enabling you in the future, and it is also a kind of... basic lesson for an emperor."

Li Xian was stunned for a while, and couldn't help asking respectfully:

"Tan Lang, did you know this from the first time you saw Yu Jue?"

Ouyang Rong did not comment, walked to Xie Lingjiang's seat, picked up a piece of watermelon in the food box, and took a bite.

Li Xian lowered his head and chewed repeatedly:

"Going in circles... Tanlang, by offering auspicious auspiciousness and pretending to be sick, are you going in circles?"

"That's right." Ouyang Rong nodded, chewed melon in his mouth, and muttered casually:

"The more beautiful the circle is, the better."

Li Xian's family and Xie Lingjiang, who was holding a silver spoon, all turned their heads and looked at Ouyang Rong with different eyes.

Ouyang Rong didn't look at them, he ate the melon with his eyes down, wiped it clean, and put down the gourd.

There are light red watermelon juice stains between the fingers.

Two handkerchiefs were handed over to him almost at the same time, right in front of him.

One is a moon-white handkerchief embroidered with lotus flowers, and the other is a pink handkerchief embroidered with phoenix.

The former is in the hands of the girl in red dress, and the latter is in the hands of the girl in plum blossom makeup.

Xie Lingjiang turned his head with a normal expression, and there were beautiful eyes on Li Baoer's veiled face.

The two women handing over the handkerchiefs looked at each other.

Just before Ouyang Rong raised his hand, Li Bao'er suddenly took back the embroidered phoenix handkerchief and stuffed it back into his sleeve, with an impermanent look in his eyes.

Ouyang Rong raised his hand and directly took the white lotus handkerchief from his junior sister.

He lowered his eyes and wiped his mouth, then wiped his fingers carefully. He turned the handkerchief over and handed it back to Xie Lingjiang. He touched her finger and touched some milky white powder on the corners of her lips, leaving behind

of.

Xie Lingjiang took the handkerchief back and wiped the corners of his lips with a clean handkerchief that his senior brother seemed to have reserved specially for him. His eyes avoided the sight of Li Bao'er and other family members, feeling a little embarrassed.

Why is the senior brother so straight? He doesn't treat me as an outsider at all.

Xie's daughter's heart beat a little faster.

Somewhat angry.

I don't know if I tasted some of the watermelon juice he wiped off my lips.

A bit sweet.

She quickly glanced in the direction of her senior brother, only to find that after he handed over the handkerchief, he turned around as if nothing happened, put his hands behind his back, and walked around the room.

Ouyang Rong ignored his junior sister's plaintive gaze.

He walked around the house, looking around, looking at this Su Mansion located in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River with emotion, and muttered:

"Why did the Buddha's Wuzhi Mountain only hold Sun Monkey down for five hundred years, instead of five million or five million years?"

The weak-headed counselor seems to be asking himself, but also seems to be asking others.

Li Guo'er raised his eyes with curiosity: "What is Wuzhishan, what is Monkey King?"

"Uh, it's okay."

Ouyang Rong shook his head. He remembered that there seemed to be no Journey to the West in this world, and there was no need to talk about it.
To be continued...