Chapter 545: My condolences to the princess, my condolences to all the ladies and widows
"The general admires Ouyang Sima very much."
"What."
"Concentration, the determination to sit on the bench.
"The Generalissimo often said that there are many young heroes and talented people, but there are not many who can resist temptation, endure loneliness, and maintain integrity.
"Ouyang Sima definitely counts as one."
"Mr. Qin has given me the reward. When General Qin returns, I will thank you on my behalf."
"good."
Outside Xunyang City, at the Shili Pavilion, under the withered willow trees.
Ouyang Rong wore white clothes and a fox-white fur shawl, cupped his fists and saw Qin Yanqing off.
The turmoil in Xunyang City has temporarily subsided and has not expanded. Everything is progressing steadily.
As the commander of the Chinese army's battalion on the front line, Qin Yanqing was busy with affairs and needed to go back immediately. However, he only took a few soldiers with him and returned lightly.
Most of the black-armored soldiers who were left behind were all elites and continued to cooperate with the female officers of the Supervisory Council to protect the Buddha's head and assist Jiangzhou Hall in maintaining the stability of Xunyang City.
On the Oversight Yuan side, in addition to Sister Song being on duty to closely protect the Buddha's head, they are actively communicating with Luoyang. At the same time, in the name of Jiangzhou Hall, a wanted order is issued to arrest the suspects involved in the Tiannan Jianghu incident.
However, these are just afterthoughts and routine measures. They are the responsibilities of Aunt Song, Rong Zhen and other female officers of the Sitian Prison.
Ouyang Rong and Qin Yanqing were no longer within the scope of their responsibilities, so they felt relaxed.
Before leaving, Qin Yanqing raised the head of his good horse and suddenly took something out of his arms and handed it to Ouyang Rong.
"Before he came, the Generalissimo actually gave something to the last general to explain to him. If something changes in Xunyang and the situation is urgent and it is difficult to call on Ouyang Sima, he will hand over this thing on his behalf. Haha, but now it seems that it is useless.
Yes, Rong Zhen, the female historian, was quite capable, so she still invited Ouyang Sima.
"However, it's not too late now, Ouyang Sima can take it."
It was a thin object, but Qin Yanqing held it in both hands and handed it out solemnly.
"This is……"
Ouyang Rong looked a little surprised, took the thing, opened it and took a look.
Yuan Huaimin, Yan Liulang, Chen You and others who were seeing him off were also curious and gathered their heads to watch.
"The door god posted a couplet?"
Yuan Huaimin murmured curiously, and everyone was puzzled.
Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell directly on the statue of Hu Guogong on the left side of the couplet.
Qin Yanqing put away his smile and said a little seriously:
"This was painted by the Generalissimo. He used to live in Yangzhou in his spare time. Every year, guests came to ask for my Qin family's door god couplet. The Generalissimo would paint a few paintings every year. As the New Year approached, the Generalissimo said, this one is for Ouyang Sima.
Already."
Ouyang Rong was quiet for a moment, took a deep breath, and said:
"Mr. Qin was very thoughtful, but I was negligent and didn't have anything to return the gift for the time being."
"Haha, it's okay! General Ouyang Sima has already prepared the gift for me. I will give it to the Generalissimo and Yingniang when I get back. They will definitely like it, especially Yingniang!"
Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to ask or for anyone to react, Qin Yanqing whipped his horse and left with his team, leaving only a hearty laughing figure behind.
At the same time, everyone who was staying in place faintly heard a laughter coming from a distant direction:
"The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, the flowers are cold and fragrant, and the butterflies are hard to come... If I were the Qing Emperor in another year, I would repay the peach blossoms with blooming! What a poem! Especially the poets, the poems are outstanding, and the people are even more outstanding...
What a poor man in white."
Ouyang Rong watched Qin Yanqing go away. He was silent for a moment and then suddenly laughed.
He shook his head and turned around.
After greeting everyone, we returned to Xunyang City together.
On the way, Yan Liulang rode up to Ouyang Rong's carriage and lowered his voice to Ouyang Rong who opened the curtain:
"Brother Huang has left, Ming Mansion, together with Daochang Lu, Xiaoxuan and the others. Before leaving, Brother Huang left a message to Ming Mansion. He still has this thing, and asked me to return it to you."
"What words?"
Ouyang Rong took a felt hat from Yan Liulang and asked casually with an unsurprised expression.
Yan Liulang hesitated slightly, and finally said with a straight face:
"Brother Huang said... Master, please eat more food next time and don't just drink."
"..."
Ouyang Rong looked a little stunned as he looked at Yan Liulang's back with oil on his feet.
After sitting alone in the carriage for a while, he raised his hands to rub his face, looked at the felt hat, laughed and muttered:
"Well, next time I have to show you what it means to drink a thousand cups without pouring..."
After a while, his face calmed down, and he turned around and ordered:
"Ali, go to the Xingzi Lake construction site."
"Yes, sir."
Ouyang Rong was sitting alone in the carriage. He took out a piano-shaped sword box from under the seat and knocked it gently. It was still empty.
At this time, the carriage entered the Xingzi Lake construction site, and there were many girls on the construction site.
Ouyang Rong opened the curtains with two fingers and glanced at the calm Xingzi Lake next to him.
He withdrew his gaze, and slowly and slowly placed his felt hat on the empty piano-shaped sword case that was missing the tripod sword, and put both of them back under the seat.
Ouyang Rong got out of the car and called to a familiar female officer:
"Where's Rong Nu Shi? Please call me and tell me that we have something to discuss."
"good."
After watching the female officer leave, Ouyang Rong returned to the carriage, closed his eyes to rest, and waited patiently.
Outside the car, Dongmei, who was holding the reins, yawned and exhaled white mist.
In the car, the young man with his eyes closed frowned slightly, and at a certain moment he murmured inaudibly:
"Don't make trouble, I'll catch you later... What, you said the lake is not as cold-hearted as me? Haha, Master Dingjian is joking, who did you learn this from? Could it be a wonderful idea? The tone is exactly the same? I can't let you do it next time
Stay with her."
The female officers who were busy sealing off the murder scene at the construction site did not know that the clear blue moon that had risen a few days ago and frightened Lin Cheng and others was floating somewhere at the bottom of the lake, dim as a mortal thing, swaying with the water plants.
Complaining about a certain cheap sword master from afar...
He was very drunk, used the command of seance, descended into others, spread his sword to kill the enemy, escaped and ran away immediately, but threw it into the deep lake, euphemistically saying that "the most dangerous place is the safest place."
, "I got angry by killing, so I have to calm down and calm down", and then lost contact until now, just like a dead ghost... If the resentment can be realized, now the cauldron sword in the lake and the pillar of air have risen into the sky.
Ignoring the little guy's resentment for the time being, Ouyang Rong opened his eyes and took out a small, slightly heavy seal from his sleeve.
The seal is made of jade, square in shape, with a curved forehead, and the bottom is engraved with four characters of "Jiangzhou Golden Seal" in small seal script.
This official seal of the governor of Jiangzhou was handed over to him by Rong Zhen and others when they asked him to go out that night.
Let Ouyang Rong do the palm seal on his behalf.
Crossing Jiangzhou Governor Shi Yuan Huaimin, he had an overview of the affairs of Xunyang City.
It is a small seal that does not weigh much in the palm of your hand, but it represents the authority to control the military and political affairs of a state.
In the past, when he was first promoted and came to Xunyang City, he was often suppressed by Shangguan Wang Lengran. As the second-in-command, Ouyang Rong might be more looking forward to receiving this seal.
But now...
In the carriage, one person and one seal looked at each other silently.
Ouyang Rong stared at the governor's seal.
The vivid jade-headed eyes carved on the seal seemed to be watching him.
"Ms. Shi is not here. There was something urgent just now. She and Deputy Supervisor Song were going out to do something. Mr. Ouyang was late."
Ouyang Rong came to his senses, turned over his hand to put away the seal, and looked at the female official outside the carriage.
He nodded slightly, said nothing, turned around and gave instructions:
"Then let's go to Jiangzhou Lobby."
Under the curious gaze of the female officer, the carriage left the Xingzi Lake construction site.
Two-quarters of an hour later, Ouyang Rong got off the bus outside the Jiangzhou lobby.
The surrounding officials all greeted the young man in white who had taken the post of governor warmly.
With the current situation in Xunyang City, any smart person will know that there is a high probability that the "acting leader" hat on the head of the young man in white can be taken off, and he can turn from "acting" to "regular".
Ouyang Ronggongxiu nodded with a gentle smile and walked all the way to the main hall.
The young man in white, who was praised by Qin Yanqing not long ago for his determination to get ahead, walked up to the governor's seat at the top, did not sit down, but casually hung the Lishou official seal on the corner of the long table, turned around and left the Jiangzhou lobby.
After walking out of the door, Ouyang Rong looked at the clock and saw that it was still early. He called Yan Liulang and asked:
"Is Pei Sanniang awake?"
"Not yet. I go and check on him every day. I'm still in a coma today."
"Okay. This woman is awake, please notify me."
"Yes, Mingfu."
Ouyang Rong asked again: "Is it their first seven days today?"
Yan Liulang nodded, "Yuan Changshi said that the Ming Dynasty had better go to the family to express condolences on behalf of Jiangzhou Hall... Rong Nushi and the others will definitely not be able to do this, and you have to come. You are good at handling it."
I'm afraid they'll get mad down there.
Ouyang Rong muttered in his heart and nodded gently:
"Be a monk and ring the clock for a day, work hard for a day, and let's go."
Yan Liulang was a little puzzled by the previous sentence, but he didn't ask any more questions and went out with him.
After a while, everyone arrived at Wang Lengran's house first.
Inside the governor's mansion, a white cloth and a flag with the inscription "Die Li" were hung.
Ouyang Rong walked into the mourning hall and expressed his condolences to Wang Lengran's widow and family in a serious manner.
"Ladies, please have your condolences."
The female relatives cried sadly, and Ouyang Rong comforted them. At the same time, he ordered Jiangzhou Hall to treat them kindly and make arrangements for their return home.
However, the soothing efforts had no effect. Several people, led by Wang Lengran's son and old wife, cursed the owner of Dielianhua, and did not even notice that Ouyang Rong had left.
The main reason was that Ouyang Rong was a little embarrassed and just walked out of the door amidst the scolding, but a series of crisp wooden fish sounds sounded in his ears at the right time.
Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment. He looked back at the crowd of family members in the mourning hall at the back who were mourning the owner of Dielianhua. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
He vaguely understood something, but he didn't seem to understand... Ouyang Rong didn't want to understand.
He transferred to Wei Shaoqi's house, and as soon as he entered the mourning hall, he saw a handsome figure.
She is Princess Anhui. She is dressed in mourning clothes and her eyes are red and swollen. The Wei family currently has no one in Jiangzhou. As a cousin, Wei Anhui is considered the main relative. She will preside over the funeral and wait for people to come from Luoyang.
"My lord, please have your condolences."
Ouyang Rong subconsciously said that he was going to accompany him for a while to comfort him.
He has a pretty good impression of Princess Wei alone. There is no sign of acting at the moment.
At this time, there was a thud and a stool seemed to be knocked down behind the mourning hall. Ouyang Rong turned around and saw a figure ducking in.
It was the vaguely familiar footsteps of Li Dalang, who seemed to be avoiding him.
The corners of Ouyang Rong's eyes twitched, and for a moment, he pretended not to notice, said nothing more, turned around and left... There was no need for him to comfort him here, but before leaving, Ouyang Rong kept Yan Liulang, just in case.
Arriving at Shen Bingqiang's house, Ouyang Rong saw the Shen family members in the mourning hall. Like Wei Shaoqi, the only one standing at the front was a young woman wearing a snow-white mourning dress.
The subordinate whispered something to Ouyang Rong: "This is Mr. Shen's new wife."
"Oh." Ouyang Rong nodded and stepped forward to comfort him in a business-like manner. During this period, he saw the little woman in snow-white mourning clothes crying in front of Shen Bingqiang's mourning platform. She looked at him frequently through the gap in the handkerchief, and her eyes seemed to fall on his face.
He didn't think much about it, after all, he was already used to being handsome.
After a while, it started to snow outside. The little woman Bai Xiaofu came up and invited Ouyang Rong to drink warm wine in the side hall and wait for the snow to stop before leaving.
Ouyang Rong said a few polite words. Seeing his sincerity, he stopped persisting and stayed until the snow stopped.
"My lord, please come in. I'm going to warm the wine."
"good."
Ouyang Rong moved to a side hall and sat alone for a while.
Creak—clang—!
Turning around, I saw that the little woman in Xiaofu had bolted the front door and closed the back door. She walked in alone with wine in her hand. She also picked up a stool and sat down near the fire. There were cups and plates on the table. The little woman in snow-white Xiaofu
Holding a glass of wine in his hand, he looked at Ouyang Rong and said:
"My lord has worked hard, drink this cup to the full."
"ah?"
She put one hand on Ouyang Rong's shoulder and pinched it: "Master, you only wear these clothes, isn't it cold?"
"..."
Seeing that he didn't move, the little woman in Bai Xiaofu raised her head and drank half of the wine. A lot of the wine leaked onto the collar of the white Xiaofu, making most of it wet. She gasped slightly, passed the wine glass with both hands, and exhaled:
"If you feel cold, just drink the remaining half of the cup of wine."
Ouyang Rong's eyes slowly moved down, and he saw her breasts were slightly exposed, her hair was half naked, her misty eyes were slightly turned up to look at him, and she was dressed in mourning clothes. She was really lovely, and I felt pity for her.
He suddenly said to himself, "Holy shit."
As if remembering something sad, her red eyes welled up with tears: "The thief killed me and my beloved husband, sir, you have to make the decision for me..."
Making the decision? What kind of decision? Being the master? How could Ouyang Rong dare to stay here longer?
He brushed her away, stood up quickly, pretended to be calm, and left.
Only the little widow with sad eyes was left in the house.
Your family is really outrageous, especially the little widow of Shen Bingqiang's family... Ouyang Rong was speechless. He felt that he was not supposed to be in class on the last day, because he encountered weird things.
Immediately, I began to doubt myself as a half-parent official. Could it be that he had ruined the atmosphere in Jiangzhou City? You haven't learned anything about being a gentleman.
He braved the wind and snow, and within a few steps of going out, he bumped into a certain beautiful figure.
In the mourning hall, a young girl in palace clothes stood alone and deserted under the curtain. She saw a young man in white wearing a fox-white fur shawl walking towards the snow, walking on the scattered jade.
"Why don't you stay in there for a little longer? How many more glasses of wine will you have with me?" she asked coldly.
"When did you come?" Ouyang Rong asked curiously.
"It doesn't matter when I come, I hope it doesn't delay your good things."
"What good thing? Isn't it a funeral?" he asked pretending to be stupid.
"It can turn into happy events."
"Ms. Shi is joking."
"snort."
However, Rong Zhen seemed to be quite satisfied with the speed with which Ouyang Rong went out to avoid suspicion, so Rong Zhen didn't say anything more.
This cold and cold girl in palace clothes took out a glass head official seal and asked him word by word:
"Ouyang Lianghan, what are you doing with me today? What does this mean? Why did you leave with your seal?"
Ouyang Rong passed by her and didn't answer silently.