"Master Wang asked me why. Isn't it that Master Wang is in charge of all affairs in the city?
"Xiaguan is still on vacation. I'm bored, so I just came over to sit."
In the main hall, Wang Lengran and a group of armored soldiers blocked the sunlight at the door.
Behind him were a group of officials from Jiangzhou Hall, who gathered around to eat melon and watch a show.
Ouyang Rong was reviewing the official document, turned to look at Wang Lengran who was a little anxious, and answered with a smile.
Wang Lengran frowned, walked in, and paced in front of Ouyang Rong's table:
"Ouyang Changshi really doesn't know anything?"
Ouyang Rong nodded: "I know a little bit."
"What?" Wang Lengran asked with wide eyes.
"He should be gone now."
"..."
Ouyang Rong glanced at the soldiers with guns ready to go at the door, nodded and said:
"We can't find anyone. Mr. Wang is in a hurry now."
Wang Lengran glared at the smiling young man who was trying to impress him but was talking nonsense. His eyelids were beating uncontrollably, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes gradually narrowed:
"Ouyang Lianghan, if you dare to know the truth and fail to report it, you know the consequences. Don't just do whatever you want and flirt with the rebels just because you think someone in the court is talking.
"The country is in crisis now. Your Majesty's tolerance has limits. Don't let criminals escape and be someone who undermines the overall situation of the imperial court."
Ouyang Rong was confused. After looking around, he looked at Wang Lengran with strange eyes:
"It's a bit strange, no, let's find out first."
Touching his chin and saying:
"Why does Xiaguan remember that when Xiaguan was presiding over Jiangzhou Hall, Wang Junzhi was still studying in the state, and he was being watched by the judicial officer morning and night?
"Why is it that when Mr. Wang took over and presided over the Jiangzhou lobby, Judicial Cao lost track of him and could not find him."
Ouyang Rong frowned and said to everyone on the left and right:
"Why did Mr. Wang take over something, something went wrong, and now the suspect is missing... He tells others every day to put the overall situation first, but in my opinion, Mr. Wang is the one who undermines the overall situation.
"Why don't you go search Mr. Wang's house first? Maybe there will be a surprise."
"Haha...cough." Someone in the crowd at the door held back laughter.
"..." Wang Lengran's old face turned red.
After a while, when he saw that he couldn't ask any questions, the Jiangzhou governor looked worried, threw up his sleeves and left.
Seeing the crowd disperse at the door, Wang Lengran led his soldiers to search elsewhere.
Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze.
The smile on his lips slowly disappeared, and he pursed his lips and fell silent.
He just listened briefly.
It turned out that Li Zhengyan caused trouble in Guizhou, and everyone related to him was implicated.
Not only Ouyang Rong and the Prince of Xunyang, but Wang Junzhi, who had been sent to Jiangzhou Prefecture School by Li Zhengyan and Wei Shaoqing, was the first to bear the brunt.
However, before that, there was no definite evidence, but he was closely monitored by the supervisory censor assigned to Jiangzhou and banned from Xunyang City.
However, a few days ago, in Yangzhou, an old friend of Wang Junzhi came forward and went to Jiangnan Road to supervise the censor and report Wang Junzhi.
Frankly speaking, Wang Junzhi once gathered with Li Zhengyan, Wei Shaoqi and others in Yangzhou. At a private reception, each was dissatisfied with losing his official position, plotted to cause chaos, and had some rebuttals...
So the supervisory censor from Yangzhou sent a message, ordering the Jiangzhou government to arrest Wang Junzhi and put him in jail for the crime of rebellion against his accomplices.
Both came from the old Wang family, and Wang Lengran had long disliked Wang Junzhi.
Your kid comes from the Jingzhao family in Guanzhong, but he doesn't have a good future and wants to hang out with the Baoli faction. Now he dares to raise a flag to rebel.
He was literally running around the streets with a dung basket on his back, looking for death.
However, Wang Lengran and his soldiers came to the door excitedly, but they were in vain.
There was no one in the house that had been being followed.
So Wang Lengran immediately came to find Ouyang Rong, suspecting that he was the troublemaker...
"What a bunch of rubbish."
Looking out the door, Yan Liulang crossed his chest and said with a stern face:
"If Judiciary Cao is still in my hands, Wang Junzhi will not be able to escape."
"The atmosphere is not right."
It was Ouyang Rong who suddenly said:
"Wang Junzhi participated in the Juhua Poetry Society and met King Xunyang and the Crown Prince. Wang Lengran is making a big splash today. It is not just as simple as catching the rebel accomplices and claiming credit.
"He may want to capture people alive, torture them to extract confessions, and frame me and Prince Xunyang's house."
Yan Liulang stood up immediately and said nervously: "What should we do?" After a pause, "Fortunately, this kid ran away, otherwise we would be troubled."
He frowned again:
"But yesterday he was seen entering the house by someone who was following him, and he disappeared just this morning.
"Xunyang City has been strictly guarded recently, and the city gates were not opened until the second quarter of the year. Wang Lengran must have sent people to guard the city.
"Is this kid still in Xunyang City? Damn it, we can't let Wang Lengran catch him first."
While Yan Liulang was analyzing, Ouyang Rong had already gotten up and walked out of the door.
I looked back at him.
Seeing this, Yan Liulang picked up his sword and followed suit tacitly.
After a stick of incense.
In an alley not far from the Jiangzhou lobby, a carriage drove quietly and slowly drove away into the distance...
"Brother Lianghan? Yan Canjun? Why are you free to visit today?"
Yuan Huaimin opened the courtyard door and looked curiously at the sudden arrival of Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang.
In front of the courtyard gate, Ouyang Rong was dressed in a plain white soap robe and a felt hat, standing with his hands behind his back.
Yan Liulang stood behind him, holding a long piano case in his arms, carved from mahogany and made into a reduced shape of a guqin.
Yuan Huaimin looked away from the unfamiliar piano case, smiled at the calm young man wearing a felt hat and asked:
"Brother Lianghan is here to meet friends with Qin, right?"
He scratched his head: "Unfortunately, I am better at playing the pipa, and I don't have much research on piano music. I only know a little bit about it."
"You know a little bit? Oh, that means you understand it very well." Ouyang Rong looked over his shoulder and looked into the courtyard:
"Why does Brother Huaimin live in the guest courtyard of the temple?"
Yuan Huaimin's old face turned red:
"Life is like an adverse journey, sailing with a reed. It doesn't matter where you sleep, whether it's at night, it's the same, hahaha, it's the same."
Ouyang Rong nodded:
"Brother Huaimin is open-minded and cheerful. It would be easier if he could see through the matter of being late and deducting his salary."
Yuan Huaimin, who was smiling playfully, immediately said with a straight face: "You must not deduct it again."
He shook his head firmly: "There are still thirteen days left in this month. I will never be late or absent from work again."
"Have ambition." Ouyang Rong crossed Yuan Huaimin, walked into the courtyard, looked around, and asked:
"Why do you smell like alcohol and come back hungover after attending a dinner party?"
"Absolutely." Yuan Huaimin lowered his head and sniffed his sleeves, and muttered: "Does it smell of alcohol?"
Ouyang Rong kept walking and walked straight towards the largest main house in front.
Yuan Huaimin looked back and saw with a helpless expression. He followed behind someone who rudely "broke" into the yard and advised:
"The humble house is in a mess and has not been tidied up for a long time. If you want to be bad, please sit in the yard."
Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Is there a beauty hidden in the house?"
"This..." Yuan Huaimin hesitated and saw Yan Liulang holding the piano case in his arms, stopping at the door of the main house and staying outside with Qin.
Ouyang Rong walked into the house calmly.
Yuan Huaimin had no choice but to follow him honestly.
"Why are there two teacups, both with tea leaves?"
Ouyang Rong turned around and chuckled: "Could it be that Brother Huaimin predicted my arrival and poured tea in advance, but why did he still drink from me?"
After joking, he asked calmly: "Or are there other guests this morning?"
Yuan Huaimin nodded: "I woke up early because I had friends coming to drink tea."
Ouyang Rong sat down, got a new tea cup, poured tea by himself, and asked lightly:
"Is this friend of yours named Wang Junzhi?"
Yuan Huaimin fell silent immediately.
His smile faded a little, and he sat down, putting away the tea sets and nodding slightly.
"Where is he now?"
Ouyang Rong seemed not surprised and looked around.
Yuan Huaimin sighed: "Of course I left."
"I'm really gone, I'm pretending to be gone." Ouyang Rong asked with a smile: "Isn't he hiding? Why don't we call him out and drink tea together."
"He really left." He replied helplessly: "He left before the tea got cold."
Ouyang Rong said "Hmm" lightly and asked, "Do you know that Jiangzhou Hall is searching for him?"
"I don't know..."
Yuan Huaimin raised his head and met Ouyang Rong's glaring eyes. He hesitated, nodded, and then shook his head:
"Just a guess."
Ouyang Rong sighed:
"He let him go even after he guessed it. He is now a suspect in the court. Brother Huaimin didn't report what he knew. If Wang Lengran knew about it... then it wouldn't be a problem of not being able to get his salary for the remaining 13 days of this month."
Yuan Huaimin said tiredly: "I did make a mistake. I will listen to Brother Lianghan and surrender."
Ouyang Rong didn't answer, looked at him intently and asked:
"Where are you now? You ran out of the city?"
"I don't know."
Yuan Huaimin shook his head, hesitated, and added: "But... I can guess a little bit."
"speak."
Yuan Huaimin sighed: "If you guessed correctly, I went to Prince Xunyang's Mansion."
Ouyang Rong frowned.
After being quiet for a while, he relaxed his brows,
He laughed and said:
"Oh, Wang Junzhi is so brave."
Putting down the tea cup, Ouyang Rong stood up, ignored Yuan Huaimin, and prepared to leave.
It seems that there is no further pursuit.
Yuan Huaimin suddenly spoke:
"Brother Lianghan."
"Um?"
"On that day, you said that the daily highs were waiting for the lows, but now it doesn't count."
When Ouyang Rong heard this, he remembered another sentence before he said this that day, and he said angrily:
"If you have anything to say, let it go quickly, don't be docile and sensational... What I say is always effective, and there is no exception. If you have any problem, you can tell me. I can handle everything I can handle. If I can't handle it, don't say it.
."
Yuan Huaimin, who was originally serious, was stunned for a moment, then stopped laughing. His expression turned serious again, and his eyes fell on Ouyang Rong's felt hat:
"Actually... Li Zhengyan came to see me back then."