"Lianghan, I shouldn't have made any mistakes, right?"

In the early morning, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, inside the courtyard of Chengtian Temple and Yuanhuai Minzhai.

The morning light fell into the courtyard, illuminating the slender body of Dongmei's horse that was chewing grass with its head lowered, highlighting the dark red smooth fur and bright reflection...

Under the shade of the tree, there is a stone table, and four people are sitting around, drinking porridge and eating steamed buns.

When Yuan Huaimin was halfway through his meal, he felt something was wrong with his chewing. He stopped his bowl and chopsticks and asked timidly.

Ouyang Rong's expression remained as usual:

"What mistake did you make? You made a mistake. The female historian has arrested you long ago. You still have to wait until now."

"That's true." Yuan Huaimin took off his hat, touched his head, and muttered: "After all, not everyone is like Liang Han, who can make the female historian a little more tolerant. I'd better be honest..."

"..."

Ouyang Rong glanced at him.

Yuan Huaimin put back his hat, shrank his head, and immersed himself in eating.

Li Yu looked curiously at the two people who seemed to be working together surprisingly well.

Ouyang Rong said no more.

After breakfast, Ouyang Rong and Yuan Huaimin went out to go on duty.

Dongmei also had enough to eat and drink, and was led by Ali to pull the cart. The old oxen and horses were old, and no matter how well-fed they were, they still had to pull the cart.

Li Yu stayed in the yard, cleaning up the dishes. He had nothing to do anyway, so he stayed at Chengtian Temple during the day.

These days, this honest member of the Communist Party of China, Mr. Li, stayed at Yuan Huaimin's courtyard. He kept to himself and never left the temple.

Yuan Huaimin was originally free and easy-going, and Li Yu was cautious and polite, so there was no contradiction. On the contrary, the latter was infected by the former and gradually became more relaxed.

For example, during breakfast today, he even made a little joke about Ouyang Rong and Yuan Huaimin, which he would not have dared to think about before.

"Huaimin, Mr. Li is still used to living here."

Before getting in the car, Ouyang Rong asked casually.

"It's not bad. He's quite a down-to-earth person, but he likes to be in a daze occasionally. Besides, every time he goes out for a walk by the lake, he likes to bring back some gadgets..."

Yuan Huaimin said casually.

"What gadget?" Ouyang Rong was curious.

"Some special branches."

"Special... branches?" Ouyang Rong was confused.

"Well, they are different from ordinary branches. They are all straight and long bare branches, which are quite special..."

Yuan Huaimin had a look of envy that he couldn't hide:

"To be honest, Lianghan, I visited his house and saw the pile of gadgets. I almost wanted them. I'm so envious."

Ouyang Rong:......??

Yuan Huaimin looked up to the sky and sighed:

"It's a pity that Mr. Li is good at everything and is kind to people. But when it comes to his tree branches, he seems a little stiff and reluctant... Well, that's all. Don't force others to do anything. A gentleman can't do anything.

Win people’s love.”

I don’t really want to deal with these two living treasures.

Ouyang Rong boarded the carriage with a straight face.

But before the carriage could start, he came out again and called Yuan Huaimin to get on the carriage.

"What else does Lianghan want? Well, I thought Lianghan was going to give me a ride, but I didn't expect that he was just asking questions. He asks me every day. I don't know why Lianghan asks so many questions..."

Ignoring his complaints, Ouyang Rong twitched his lips and said, "You want to go back to the Jiangzhou lobby. I have something to do at Xingzifang today and we are not on the way."

"What's going on with Lianghan in Xingzifang? I've seen you running here lately."

"Brother Huaimin is also supervising me."

Ouyang Rong pouted and took out a red cloth bag from under the seat.

Open the red cloth bag.

Yuan Huaimin sneered, and then his eyes fell on the objects hidden in the red cloth bag.

It's a bronze dagger.

"Lianghan, this is..."

"It's called Yunmeng Ling."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and said: "Huaimin, if you see it anywhere, you must report it to me immediately. This matter is of great importance."

"I understand." Yuan Huaimin nodded honestly.

He took the Yunmeng Token, lowered his head and looked at it curiously.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "How does this Yunmeng Ling's bronze body compare with your two bronze shafts? Are they similar?"

Yuan Huaimin was stunned for a moment: "Bronze things are not all the same, there is no difference, but if you insist on saying they are similar, they are indeed similar."

Ouyang Rong pondered for a moment and took back the Yunmeng Ling.

Yuan Huaimin said goodbye to him, got out of the car, and rode on horseback to go on duty.

Ouyang Rong sat in the car for a while, looked down at Yun Mengling, and pursed his lips.

The two are both made of bronze. I just suddenly thought of them and connected them together, so I asked tentatively...

Putting away Yun Meng Ling, Ouyang Rong looked at the car curtain in front and said casually:

"Go to the old place."

"Yes, sir."

The carriage slowly drove out of Chengtian Temple and headed to a quiet courtyard by the lake.

…

"Boom..."

The stone door slowly opened.

A tall orchid with blond hair reaching her waist walked into the stone room with a gentle female gentleman in flowing white clothes.

Inside the stone room is an elegantly decorated hall, complete with lamps, tables, chairs and other furniture. You can faintly see a room behind the hall that also has a stone door, which seems to be a resting bedroom.

The stone chamber was not only kept bright by the ever-burning lamps, but also a beam of skylight falling from a gap on the top of the stone chamber.

It should be underground, and it's still daylight outside.

A beam of light fell from the sky, illuminating the place where a chess table was placed. The two of them were sitting in front of the table, playing chess silently.

They were an elegant middle-aged scribe wearing white Confucian clothes, and a sturdy but plain-looking young man in a felt hat.

After Xue Zhongzhu and Yu Nianyuan walked into the stone chamber hall.

"Wow..." Wei Shaoqi directly put a black chess piece in his hand into the chess box and stood up to greet him.

Du Shuqing, who was opposite, supported his chin with the back of his hand, lowered his head in deep thought, and did not get up after him.

The brim of the felt hat covered his ordinary face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Xue Zhongzhu didn't care about Du Shuqing's rudeness and said directly to Wei Shaoqi, who had a kind face:

"Sorry, for safety reasons, I have wronged Mr. Wei by allowing him to condescend to live here."

"Nothing."

Wei Shaoqi shook his head:

"To be honest, the short half month I spent in the villa was actually the best time for me to rest in recent years.

"My eldest daughter, I don't know. On the southwest front, there are not as good conditions as in Guizong Villa. I often eat and sleep in the open air. Although I enjoy it, I still miss the courtyard of Chang'an and the market of Luoyang occasionally."

He smiled heartily:

"Before I and Shuqing came to see you and the Second Lady, I specially found a place to rest and straightened my unkempt hair. I was worried that the First Lady, the Second Lady, and the noble sect would think so after seeing them.

We were beggars, so we were driven away haha.”

Faced with these familiar words that moisturized things and made things familiar, Xue Zhongzhu’s expression remained unchanged and he said:

"I'm just trying to be polite."

"Forehead……"

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Wei Shaoqi laughed and shook his head: "The eldest lady is really a sweetheart."

"I hope so. I hope Mr. Wei does too."

While Xue Zhongzhu was chatting with Wei Shaoqi, Yu Nianyuan walked to the chessboard.
To be continued...