Chapter 216 I promise you not to lose your original intention
Ouyang Rong reached out and took a blue paper butterfly flower called "Jizuo".
After looking at it carefully, I didn't notice any tiny wrinkles on the paper.
He skillfully took apart half a flower and put it back together again.
"It's exactly the same. It's the one I folded. It doesn't look out of the ordinary."
Ouyang Rong touched his chin, muttered to himself, and came to a conclusion.
"Sir, after Mrs. Cheng delivered the gifts during the day, I specially asked her to check. There was no movement from Liu Zian. It should be the spontaneous behavior of the old craftsman who likes to buy rice wine."
Liu Ashan turned his head and reported.
"Is it a private act? What does this old gentleman mean by teasing a little girl?"
Ouyang Rong didn't know that after he left that day, the old swordsmith had thrown the object into the furnace and disappeared. He looked at the gone and returned object, pondered for a while, and then looked at the green face in front of him.
Ah Qing.
Finally, Ouyang Rong muttered:
"Ah Qing, since this is a gift for you, you should accept it well.
"But don't contact the people at the sword shop anymore, and don't pay attention to this old craftsman. Don't miss the old relationship and go to the sword shop. You are still young, and there are many bad people in this world."
He whispered softly, and after speaking, he raised his hand to rub the girl's hair, but after realizing that men and women in this world were on guard, he silently stopped.
"Yes! I listen to the master."
Ah Qing responded obediently, took the paper-folded blue butterfly flower that Ouyang Rong handed back, took a look at it, lowered his head and put it into the bag.
"Master, let me chat with you guys while I go make tea."
Ah Qing's eyes rolled up slightly, he glanced at the two of them, lowered his head and trotted away.
After bidding farewell to the little girl and leaving, Ouyang Rong turned his head and looked at Liu Ashan.
Soon, the two of them forgot about this trivial incident.
They walked into the pavilion in tacit understanding.
The atmosphere is silent.
Liu Ashan said nothing and looked at his master.
He has always been like this, waiting for his master's orders and he will do it honestly.
Ouyang Rong looked a little hesitant, but this was only fleeting. He reached into his sleeve and took out something.
Liu Ashan looked curiously.
It's a bronze animal face.
The animal face is simple and simple, and the whole body shows the unique green patina of bronze.
Liu Ashan didn't know if it was an illusion, but a faint purple light flickered for a few times in the eyes of the beast's face, then disappeared.
Ouyang Rong, like him, looked down at the bronze beast face in his hand and suddenly said:
"Ah Shan, do me one last favor?"
"Why the last one?"
"Well."
"Sir, I understand. Did you hear that you want to be promoted and leave Dragon City?"
"Maybe, but almost."
"Sir, come on, Ah Shan will definitely handle it well."
"You don't ask, what kind of help are you doing? What if it's something bad, do you do it too?"
"Since I want my help, it must be a private matter. If it's a business matter, I won't be so hesitant."
Liu Ashan was categorical:
"And the master is aboveboard and behaves openly. Is there anything wrong with his private affairs?"
"But this time it was not appropriate."
"Then I must have something unspeakable, and I also have good intentions. I've heard people say that the reason why private matters are called private affairs is because you always do unspeakable things with good intentions."
Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment and said:
"Who taught you this?"
"Listen to what Miss Xie said."
"Well, she often makes wise words in front of others and is a good teacher. She is not so eloquent in front of my senior brother. Why does she seem a bit stupid?"
Ouyang Rong curled his lips and sighed slightly.
Liu Ashan scratched his head and stopped talking.
In fact, I want to say that in the past, he was dull and silent, but he learned more golden words from the master. As for Miss Xie, she might have been "bad" by the master.
Ouyang Rong shook his head, turned to Liu Ashan and said:
"It is indeed an unspeakable thing."
"Sir, please speak."
Ouyang Rong looked at him for a while, then handed out the bronze beast mask in his hand with a calm expression:
"It's called Mirage Mask."
Liu Ashan was stunned.
Afterwards, there was a period of confidential conversation.
After a long time, the bright moon overhead slowly rose into the sky.
It was already dark, and Liu Ashan's hesitant voice could be heard faintly in the pavilion:
"Master, I'm afraid I can't handle it well."
Ouyang Rong shook his head: "I can rest assured that you will do the work."
A warm current slowly flowed through Liu Ashan's heart, and his tone was a little choked: "Master, I..."
Ouyang Rong patted his shoulder and said softly:
"It's okay, just do as I say.
"But Ah Shan, you have always been behind me and listened to my instructions, but one day I will be gone. You have to learn to be on your own. If you think of it, then do it, stand up, don't hesitate, we all have to protect us.
Someone or something to protect.”
Liu Ashan lowered his head to wipe his tears, and then nodded heavily. He lowered his voice again and asked in awe:
"Master, is this the legendary Qi training technique?"
Ouyang Rong thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "Absolutely."
After a pause, he nodded and revealed a little:
"However, it has many restrictions. Originally, only I could activate it, but after I collected your Qi, I allowed you to temporarily borrow half of it, so only the two of us can use it in this world.
"In addition, it cannot be worn indefinitely. It needs to be regularly replenished with purple... spiritual energy to maintain it, so without me injecting special spiritual energy, it will be a waste."
"Master, I understand."
Liu Ashan breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and then asked more:
"Why don't you see Miss Ye off in person? Didn't you ask for leave from Jiangzhou?"
Ouyang Rong glanced at him and said hesitantly:
"I have other things to do and I don't have enough time, so I can only do it for Ashan."
He pursed his lips and said in a gentle tone: "Ah Shan, is there anything else you want to ask? Or do you want my help?"
Liu Ashan couldn't help but glance at the master, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. The master seemed to be surprisingly patient with them tonight, speaking softly, and even the busy master in the past even came to his house for a dinner.
"No more, sir, I understand."
Liu Ashan nodded heavily.
Ouyang Rong took a breath and suddenly thought of something and asked:
"By the way, a trip to Nanlong won't affect your progress with that girl, right? I heard from your sister that they are almost talking about getting married."
His tone was teasing.
The atmosphere in the pavilion relaxed a little.
Old Liu Ashan blushed slightly, looked away, scratched his head and said:
"Master, we got engaged the day before yesterday. My grandma and I have sent the engagement gift. Her parents seem to be very satisfied with me. In fact, our small place is not so particular. We can even bring her here now.
This way."
"Then why don't you go pick it up and let me take a look?"
"This is the master's house. How can we randomly bring people in to live here?" Liu Ashan shook his head: "When the master leaves, I will take my mother and Aqing back to live there. We will talk about it then."
"I didn't expect that I would be the obstacle."
Ouyang Rong smiled sheepishly. After taking a break, his face turned solemn and he handed out the mirage mask:
"Then I wish Ashan a happy journey tomorrow."
Liu Ashan took it with both hands and nodded solemnly.
Just as Ouyang Rong asked him for help for the last time, this dull man also bowed his head for the last time and said:
"Yes, sir."
A quarter of an hour later.
After leaving the residence of Liu Ashan's family, Ouyang Rong returned to Meilin Courtyard at night.
There are few stars tonight, but the moonlight is very bright.
Under the bright moonlight, he stopped slowly and looked ahead at a lighted room in the Meilin courtyard in the distance.
Like an eternal lighthouse on the sea.
Suddenly he remembered that when he first woke up in Donglin Temple, apart from his aunt, Xiufa and Master Shandao, the first family in Longcheng that Ouyang Rong met was Liu Ashan's family.
It was also because of his understanding of the life of Liu Ashan's family that he had an intimate knowledge of the living conditions of the people in Longcheng who were affected by the disaster at the foot of the mountain.
But at that time, Ouyang Rong was full of confidence, feeling that he could do anything with the knowledge of his past life, and with a strong sense of justice, he stood up and treated Liu Ashan, who was bedridden in order to save his original body, and later in order to accumulate merit to exchange for blessings.
, and at the same time fulfilling his long-cherished wish to control floods in this life, he went down the mountain without hesitation.
Then there was the construction of disaster relief camps, outsmarting grain merchants, dismembering the Liu family, and repairing the Yi Canal... Ouyang Rong was pushed forward by this complicated situation, and it was difficult to stop. It was only now that he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped to look back.
, quietly resigned.
And that night at Donglin Temple, he put on clothes for Ah Qing who had taken off his clothes and sacrificed his life, leaving behind a prescription for treatment. After leaving Ah Shan's house and returning to Sanhuiyuan at night, Ouyang Rong also stopped like this under the moon, looking into the distance.
In the house, there is a light left for him.
I still remember that my state of mind at that time was the same as now, surprisingly peaceful and peaceful, right?
"Yejun, please don't lose your original intention. There is unity in heaven and earth."
Ouyang Rong murmured.
…
Magistrate Ouyang took leave to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors.
This incident spread around the Longcheng County government office today, but it didn't attract too many people's attention.
After all, it is normal for you to take leave once in a while as an official.
Besides, Diao Xian Cheng is still here, so there is nothing to be lazy about.
The officials of Longcheng County Government, under the leadership of Diao County Prime Minister, are currently preparing for the completion celebration of Zheyi Canal on the 15th of this month. It is said that Liu Zian will invite many wealthy merchants from Jiangzhou at that time, which will be quite lively.
At that time, County Magistrate Diao will also take the stage to replace Magistrate Ouyang Rong who has returned home and speak a few words.
Therefore, the young county magistrate's silent request for leave did not cause much turmoil in the office. Everything was as usual. In fact, according to Diao Xian Cheng's flattery, he was going to take a group of subordinates to see him off, but he was decisively and forcefully rejected by Ouyang Rong.
Okay, let them go about their own business.
No one forced it.
The main reason is that I have known him for so long and know that this magistrate is not someone who talks politely.
So this afternoon, there were not many people at Penglangdu Pier.
There was only one official ship docked at the shore, and there were servants carrying luggage up and down.
All this luggage was brought from Meiluyuan on Luming Street by horse-drawn carriage, and there were also many book boxes and volumes in it.
I don’t know why Ouyang County Magistrate asked for leave to go back to his hometown and brought so many books back. He almost emptied Meiluyuan.
But these did not arouse much suspicion.
Very few people came to the pier to see him off today.
Most of the people in Longcheng County didn't know that the Carrot County Magistrate asked for leave, and it was not a transfer and he would never come back. Naturally, there was no need to send him a gift from ten miles away, or give a Wanmin umbrella to his fellow villagers.
A drama of bitterness.
However, Li Xian's family heard the news and came to the pier to see them off. After all, Meilu Garden was right next door to the Su Mansion, so such a big move could not be hidden.
A carriage was parked under the shade of the date trees beside the pier, sheltered from the harsh afternoon sun.
Outside the carriage, Li Xian and Su Dalang stood beside the horses, wiping sweat and looking towards the entrance of the official ship. Both father and son looked worried and anxious.
Wei Mei and Li Huaer sat in the carriage with their faces covered by tulle. They also opened the curtains from time to time and looked frequently towards the official ship.
Because the mother and daughter were female dependents, it was inconvenient for them to get out of the car.
It's just that after waiting for so long, they still haven't seen the young county magistrate.
"Has nephew Liang Han already boarded the ship? Can you please let me go and inform you that an old friend of the Su family is here to see you off..."
Li Xian and Su Dalang stopped a maid from Meiluyuan who was holding a floral bundle and preparing to board the boat, and asked politely.
But not long after, the reply came back, which made Li Xian and others look disappointed.
"What? Liang Hanxian's nephew is busy and it's inconvenient to receive him..."
However, Li Xian still persevered, took out some silver beans, and said seriously:
"Can you please let me know, Miss? I just want to see my nephew. I have something to say..."
The maid of Meiluyuan waved her hand to decline, and bowed slightly to salute:
"Mr. Lang said, Master Su and Young Master Su don't need to give each other any courtesy, they are just saying farewell for a while. The sun is too bright today, so please come back early."
Li Xian and Su Dalang looked at each other, with disappointment in their eyes.
After helping to block Miao Zhen and the other people from the Luoyang Palace that afternoon, Ouyang Rong had always had this indifferent attitude. It would be difficult to return to the deep friendship he had before from time to time for dinner, chatting and laughing.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have kept hiding the good nephew Liang Han before. I should have listened to niece Xie a long time ago..."
Li Xian was dejected, stroking his beard and sighing.
Su Dalang and Wei Mei comforted Li Xian, and Li Guo'er's clear voice suddenly came from the carriage:
"Father, there is no need to blame yourself too much. Maybe Ouyang Lianghan is really busy and it is inconvenient to see people?"
"Huh." Li Xian sighed.
At this moment, the luggage was loaded and unloaded, and the large official ship slowly started to leave the dock.
Li Xian, Li Bao'er and others all turned their heads and looked far away, vaguely seeing two figures, one tall and one short, on the bow deck of the ship. They were Ouyang Lianghan and the silver-haired maid beside him.
Li Jue'er's pink lips parted slightly under her thin veil:
"Did you really leave...to take a leave of absence to return home? The excuse is still..."
"But the Su family on Luming Street?"
At this moment, a servant in linen clothes ran to the carriage and made some inquiries. After confirming the identities of Li Xian and others, the servant respectfully handed over a letter:
"Your Excellency, the County Magistrate, has asked me to give you a letter to Miss Su."
Li Xian and others looked at each other in confusion.
"Bring it here."
Li Guo'er's voice was a little joyful, a white plain hand quickly stretched out from the curtain, took the envelope, and the servant turned and left.
After a while, the carriage became quiet, and Su Dalang outside couldn't help but ask:
"Mei, what did Brother Lianghan say?"
Su Guo'er didn't answer. She cast her beautiful eyes on the official ship slowly moving away on the river. She squinted slightly and saw that the letter in her hand had disappeared.
Sitting next to her, Wei Mei, who was also covered in gauze, turned her head slightly and looked at her daughter and her embroidered skirt and the small pieces of paper spread on the floor with a slightly strange look.
I shouldn’t say anything, but the tearing is quite neat and beautiful. At first glance, it looks like an old man with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The veiled girl tearing the paper said in a bad tone:
"Oh, there is nothing left for me... What did he say? He used your sister as a messenger to say a word to the Xie sister who he misses so much... No, he really thinks that I am the most idle one in the family?"
Su Dalang: "..." Isn't it? He swallowed his words.
"Let's go back." She was not angry.
Not long after, Li Xian's family either felt disappointed or left with a straight face.
What they didn't know was that there was a half-open window in the teahouse not far behind.
With a "squeak" sound, the window closed.
Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze.
Things went smoothly today.
Ye Weilai didn't cry or make a fuss this time, and was surprisingly cooperative. She got up early in the morning, packed her bags and returned home honestly.
"Maybe you feel that if you have me with you, you won't be sad about parting for the time being..."
Ouyang Rong sighed softly, picked up the cool green tea on the table, raised his head and drank it all.
He turned his head and glanced at the empty teahouse box and said to himself:
"Everyone has made arrangements. As for the official seal, official uniform and letter of resignation, I will ask my junior sister to hand it in for me when she comes back and finds it... Okay, I am the only one left again. I wonder why I need to add another
'?"
The young man in uniform rubbed his face vigorously, turned around and took out a felt hat, put it on with his head lowered, and left silently.
————
PS: I would like to solemnly declare that the treatment of the mask is only required by the plot, and I will not write any toxic plots in the future, so please do not think too much.
The mask has been recognized by the protagonist and is exclusive to the protagonist. It cannot be used by anyone other than the protagonist.
Xiaorong has always felt that an excellent plot should not be subject to too many restrictions, as long as it is not a minefield recognized by the mainstream.
But this does not mean that the creator can have unrestricted expression. Xiaorong, who purely loves the Party, will never write a plot that is clearly a poisonous point for mainstream readers.
This is also a kind of trust maintained between the author and the reader:
Readers believe that the author would not do such a thing, and the author also believes that his readers believe that he would not do such a thing, thus creating a virtuous cycle of creative freedom and reading experience.
However, if one party violates this trust, the other party has the right to immediately point out and criticize.
above.
Happy birthday to the leader of the alliance, "Dongshan Qing loves you the most" brother! I love you so much!