Just when Yuan Huaimin was still thinking hard about who "Qi Ji" was.

Ouyang Rong had a straight face, nodded and said:

"If you are late today, your salary will be deducted as usual."

"I cry out, brother Lianghan, hold your hand high."

Yuan Huaimin, who thought he had survived, howled and grimaced.

Knowing that he had such a wealthy ancestor, Ouyang Rong now had no sympathy for this guy.

The Jingzhao Yuan family is indeed in a state of decline, not as good as the current Daqian, Qiwang and Guanlong families of the five surnames who were prominent in the Zhou and Zhou dynasties.

But three hundred years ago, our ancestor's predecessor, the Tuoba clan of the Northern Wei Dynasty, was the original founder of the clan system that prevailed in the Northern Dynasty for the next three hundred years.

In other words, the top families and wealthy families that have emerged since then all have to thank his family in a sense.

You may be down and out, but the top families still look up to you, because respecting the descendants of the Yuan and Wei dynasties is, in a sense, maintaining their own lintel glory.

No wonder the descendants of Jingzhao Du family and other aristocratic families are willing to get to know Yuan Huaimin, and Yu Yin can still eat it now.

Ouyang Rong looked at Yuan Huaimin, who looked hopeless after being fined, and sighed:

"Can you please make some progress?"

Yuan Huaimin frowned for a while and said, "It seems that we have to find Brother Wang and fight against the autumn wind."

His face became cheerful and cheerful again.

"..."

Ouyang Rong stared at him and asked, "When did Du Shuqing meet you?"

Yuan Huaimin scratched his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I forgot, when did it come last month."

Ouyang Rong asked calmly: "Except for Wang Junzhi, no one else has been introduced to Brother Huaimin."

"Know anyone?"

"Mr. Li."

"Who is this?" Yuan Huaimin looked confused.

"Li Zhengyan."

Yuan Huaimin was in a trance:

"Oh, I've heard of the relegated celebrity, the former governor of Meizhou, and he also came to Jiangzhou a while ago."

"Didn't you recommend it to you?"

"No. But I have really admired his name for a long time."

"So I only met Du Shuqing and Wang Junzhi?"

"Um."

Yuan Huaimin answered calmly. Ouyang Rong looked at it for a while but couldn't see anything.

He was on guard. Liulang had been sending people to follow Li Zhengyan in Xunyang City and report daily. Ouyang Rong did not remember that the group went to Xingzifang to meet Yuan Huaimin.

How did you miss it?

If the two parties had really met, wouldn't it mean that they could easily bypass Yan Liulang's spy, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Ouyang Rong faintly smelled some strange wind direction.

But...what could such an obscure guy like Yuan Huaimin do in secret?

Yuan Huaimin couldn't help but ask: "Brother Lianghan seems to care about them very much."

"I'm just afraid of leading you astray." Ouyang Rong said casually.

Yuan Huaimin thought for a while and asked cautiously:

"They should know that I, the Sima of Jiangzhou, am in vain and do not hold power. I am idle all day long."

Ouyang Rong sighed: "Well, that's true, maybe I know it better than you yourself."

"..."

Yuan Huaimin always felt that this sentence was strange, as if he said it out of tune, Yuan Huaimin wanted to refute.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked:

"At the end of last year, you helped me draw a picture of a lady with hairpins on an oil-paper umbrella, but I still remember it."

Yuan Huaimin stroked his beard and looked pleased:

"That's what happened. Why, brother Lianghan also thinks that the picture of the lady wearing a hairpin is not as good-looking as the picture of the horse emerging from the bath. Do you want to change it?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"No, I just want to say that there was a bit of a fuss after the umbrella and painting were sent out. I asked about it afterwards and it seems that your painting technique is a bit particular."

He sighed: "It is said that the orchid leaf painting of 'Wu Dai Dangfeng' belongs to the unique skill of a certain famous painting sage when the Second Sage came to court."

"Is this happening?"

Yuan Huaimin was stunned for a moment and replied:

"I learned my painting skills when I was in Chang'an. Once I sobered up in a roadside temple and bumped into an old master who was painting murals. I became familiar with it after a few visits. He asked me to start and he gave me some advice.

"When I asked him where he was from, he said he was from Zhongnan Mountain. Hey, is he an expert?"

Ouyang Rong stared at Yuan Huaimin for a while, then nodded:

"Maybe he is indeed an expert who hides his secrets."

Yuan Huaimin was immediately overjoyed and rubbed his hands:

"Brother Lianghan, I'm not lying to you. I'm a master of poetry and painting. Why don't you take care of me for being late today and deducting your salary..."

Ouyang Rong nodded in praise, interrupted and asked:

"Brother Huaimin, who is a master of poetry and painting, is there anything else that I don't know? If so, brother Huaimin can tell us together now, don't be like an assassin and stab me from time to time."

Yuan Huaimin had a bitter look on his face: "Brother Lianghan is making fun of me again."

Ouyang Rong looked as if he had remembered something and asked directly:

"By the way, we have worked together for so long and I have never asked Brother Huaimin why he was demoted to this point."

I saw that this Sima of Jiangzhou, who had high housing prices in Xunyang and it was difficult to live in Jiangzhou, looked up at the sky again and said in a hissing tone:

"Well, it's a long story."

"Then let's make a long story short."

When Yuan Huaimin heard this, he spoke concisely and concisely: "I said the wrong thing."

"It is unreasonable to argue that the court is still a saint."

Yuan Huaimin was dejected.

"Brother Lianghan, you can't tear yourself apart even if things get tough."

It seems that I guessed it correctly.

Ouyang Rong did not expose the scar again, glanced at the sun outside, stood up, and prepared to leave the main hall.

When he reached the door, he stopped and said without looking back:

"Brother Huaimin."

"Well, what's wrong, Brother Lianghan."

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and adjusted his cuffs, and said softly:

"If you have anything, you can tell me at any time."

Yuan Huaimin was stunned and nodded: "Okay."

"in addition."

Ouyang Rong looked serious and added:

"Remember to report on time in the future. From now on, I will wait for you every day."

Yuan Huaimin: “……!”

After leaving the main hall, Ouyang Rong stood still at the door for a while, looked to the horizon, and took a long breath.

He didn't like this feeling of being slightly out of control and having frequent surprises.

But ever since Li Zhengyan, Wang Junzhi and others arrived, everything was wrong.

Especially Wang Junzhi, in a short period of time, he socialized with more people in Xunyang City than Ouyang Rong, the governor of Jiangxi Province, and he had figured out all the connections in the city.

Ouyang Rong even admired his energy and stretched his hands so long.

He is worthy of being the former Chief Registrar of Chang'an and a descendant of a noble family from Chang'an.

Shaking his head, Ouyang Rong turned and left.
To be continued...