Chapter 650 White Tiger [Kneel down and beg for monthly tickets at the end of the month!]
Quiet courtyard, kitchen.
Ouyang Rong discovered that Xiu Niang pulled him into the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Because she didn't even close the kitchen door, she could see inside from the yard outside.
So Ouyang Rong, who followed him through the door, habitually closed the door with his backhand.
Zhao Qingxiu, who was walking in front, paused for a moment, turned around, and groped for the door with both hands.
Ouyang Rong grabbed her and asked calmly: "What does the embroiderer want to do?"
Zhao Qingxiu stood there without writing, her little face was calm, she tilted her head slightly,
Ouyang Rong couldn't stand this anymore.
Turn around honestly and reopen the kitchen door.
When he turned around, he found that the embroiderer had returned to the sink where the oil-stained dishes were piled, and she did not forget to hand him an apron.
What a wash.
Even though he didn't have the intention at first, he still sighed slightly.
"well."
There is inevitably a little bit of disappointment between the brows.
Zhao Qingxiu turned around again, facing him, and tilted her head slightly.
A charming, lovable face with an extremely peaceful expression.
If her eyes were not blind, those eyes like a spiritual deer in Jianxi must have reflected her own Tan Lang calmly and peacefully.
Ouyang Rong made a "swish" sound, returned to his position by the sink, and washed the dishes honestly.
After a while, he exerted his subjective initiative, washing and washing in the same way as he had done during the first ambiguous kitchen encounter before, and his palm touched her wet and silky little hand.
Prepare to help the embroiderer wash it as if nothing has happened.
Zhao Qingxiu, who was lowering her head to wash the dishes, took out her delicate hands and wiped them on the apron in front of her lower abdomen.
He raised his slender hand and flicked Ouyang Rong's forehead with his curved fingers.
Ouyang Rong leaned back slightly.
"Why do embroiderers beat people?" He said in a sad tone.
But Zhao Qingxiu couldn't see the blinking expression.
[Tanlang is not allowed to cause trouble, the door is not closed]
She placed an index finger on Ouyang Rong's chest and wrote steadily.
Ouyang Rong suddenly understood: "I understand, I'm going to close the door." After that, he went to close the door.
Zhao Qingxiu didn't respond, just lowered her head and wrote:
[Won’t Tanlang accompany Xiu Niang to wash the dishes]
"Ahem, ahem, isn't this just accompanying you?"
【Washing dishes is not causing trouble】
"It's true that they are two different things, but they can be dealt with one at a time."
[If he can’t do evil, wouldn’t Tanlang be willing to accompany him?]
"Of course not."
Ouyang Rong immediately said seriously:
"Washing dishes and doing mischief are not important. Being with the embroiderer is the most important thing to me."
Zhao Qingxiu's little face, which was covered by a ribbon, showed a slight smile.
【Embroidery lady too】
"good."
Ouyang Rong took back his hand and began to wash the dishes honestly.
Unexpectedly, after washing for a while, Zhao Qingxiu seemed to observe him washing dishes obediently. After a while, he took the initiative to grab Ouyang Rong's hand and wrote:
[Does Tanlang like the way I look in an apron?]
"Why do you say that?" Ouyang Rongqi asked.
[Tanlang has very good concentration, and he is calm and steady when doing things outside, but every time he comes home and is in the kitchen, he... breaks down, becomes bad]
Ouyang Rong corrected: "That's a normal reaction. No normal man would dislike it, and it's not a bad reaction."
【Really】
"Really, truer than gold."
Zhao Qingxiu suddenly leaned forward, placed her side face against his chest and heart, and listened carefully for a while.
Ouyang Rong smelled the fragrance in her hair.
In the darkness, the fragrant and pink wall on the stove flashed before my eyes one after another, and my heart trembled.
He turned his head away, his expression as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Qingxiu retracted her body, smiled softly, and continued washing the dishes without writing.
Ouyang Rong frowned:
"Why is the embroiderer laughing?"
Zhao Qingxiu shook her head.
Ouyang Rong had a stern face and a fierce tone:
"Speak quickly and don't allow any strange misunderstandings to arise. I am a pure and pure gentleman, how can I accept such slight humiliation, even from the embroiderer?"
[Oh, it was Tanlang who was making excuses just now]
Ouyang Rong waved his hand with great pride:
"It's impossible, I am a pure and pure gentleman..."
Zhao Qingxiu interrupted him suddenly by writing:
[Knowing that you won’t stop, Tanlang can only...can only hug you from behind, and you are not allowed to do anything bad or go any further]
Ouyang Rong immediately swallowed back eight hundred sentences.
"Okay, okay."
With a "whoosh", without waiting for Zhao Qingxiu's reaction, he appeared behind her slender figure in an apron.
He took off his water-stained apron, threw it aside, directly hugged Zhao Qingxiu's slender waist from behind, and continued to wash the dishes calmly, but this time he was holding the beauty in his arms.
Zhao Qingxiu also didn't expect that Tan Lang, a pure and innocent gentleman, would move so quickly.
She laughed and shook her head, continued to straighten her body, and lowered her head to wash the dishes.
Afterwards, neither of them spoke.
The only sound left in the kitchen was the sound of dishes being washed.
However, gradually, Zhao Qingxiu's little head, with her black hair pulled up, bowed slightly, and her body bones gradually bent down. It seemed a little difficult to stand, and she didn't know if her legs were weak after standing for too long.
The two round and slender legs that are the symbol of beauty are slightly closed under the hem of the skirt. The elbows of the two lotus-rooted arms are propped on the edge of the sink, and the body is arched. The bones of the body are not loose but tight, and the delicate body is gradually tightening
of bow.
Ouyang Rong liked this kind of getting along very much.
Holding the embroiderer from behind, the height and body shape of the two fit perfectly, and they were truly a perfect fit.
After this period of getting along and developing, Ouyang Rong gradually became familiar with the delicate body in front of him.
Even in some aspects, he, who loves to explore, is more familiar with Xiu Niang's body than herself.
At this moment, the embroidered lady's delicate body in her arms gradually became hot as expected.
Ouyang Rong was indeed washing the dishes seriously, but he couldn't resist Xiu Niang's physiological reaction, which was too sensitive.
He remained calm and looked down at the embroidered lady's red ears exposed when she lowered her head.
Xiu Niang and Wei Lai are completely different.
Xiu Niang's body is very prone to blushing, and the skin all over her body is hot, like a branding iron that has just come out of the oven. It is extremely hot. The skin that comes into contact heats up, and even makes Ouyang Rong's senses feel a little bit burnt. It's very
magic.
I don't know where the heat comes from in her thin and skinny body. Sometimes the two of them are close to each other when they are tender. In this slightly cool spring weather, Ouyang Rong does not dare to cover himself with the quilt, but lifts the quilt.
In one corner, stretch out one leg to dissipate heat.
He whispered to the embroiderer if he wanted to follow his example, but she refused. She likes to huddle in the quilt and hug him tightly in a curled position, not wanting to show anything...
As for Ye Weila, her body is not so hot. She has a different kind of physique. Well, she is very capable and resilient.
It is like a sturdy puppet that can be folded into various shapes by playful children. It has excellent rebound and is not afraid of damage. It is of excellent quality. Not to mention, it is very well-behaved and cooperative, and has subjective initiative...
Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head and suffered in silence for a while, then suddenly put down the bowl, wiped her hands, turned around, and wrote on his chest:
[Tan Lang also said don’t do evil, you are not an innocent gentleman, at least not to me]
Ouyang Rong was helpless:
"I didn't do it on purpose, not subjectively. Some of the body's reactions are beyond my control, just like the embroiderer's blush. Also, isn't this the method suggested by the embroiderer?"
Zhao Qingxiu bit her lip and bumped his chest lightly with her forehead: [Then I suggested something else, but you didn’t listen]
"Listen." Ouyang Rong laughed, suppressing his slightly satisfied smile.
Zhao Qingxiu held his face with both hands, calmed down, seemed to think for a while, and went to write:
[Since the consummation of the marriage, have you been feeling uncomfortable these days?]
"Consult the marriage?" Ouyang Rong asked, this is a vocabulary between husband and wife.
Zhao Qingxiu bowed her head shyly.
[After we did what we did, how do you feel about your body these days]
"Twice as good." Ouyang Rong nodded vigorously: "The rice is even more fragrant."
Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head, as if "looking" at him, and frowned slightly.
As if thinking about something.
"Can't the embroiderer feel it?"
Zhao Qingxiu came back to her senses and wrote absently: [I feel it, Tanlang is indeed in good health and lively, I don’t know where he got so much energy]
"Then it's just like, what are you worried about? Besides, this is where you are going."
Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "How does Xiu Niang feel? How do you feel about your body?"
Zhao Qingxiu's face turned red, and she turned her head away under Tan Lang's curious gaze.
Of course, she couldn't say that thanks to Tan Lang, her spiritual energy cultivation had increased rapidly, even to the point of being on the verge of breaking through.
[Tan Lang, don’t think about making excuses, it’s not going to work today anyway, you have to exercise moderation, as we agreed a few days ago]
"It's been several days." Ouyang Rong counted the days.
[Tan Lang said, listen to me]
"Okay, it's up to you." Ouyang Rong asked: "How many days should we be restrained?"
【Three, three days】
Ouyang Rong pretended to be stupid: "Okay, let go completely in three days..."
[Once] She quickly wrote and corrected: [Every three days, once]
Ouyang Rong said seriously: "One day without seeing you is like three autumns. Three days will be the ninth autumn. If I have to wait for the ninth autumn, the embroidery lady might as well kill me."
[This is for Tanlang’s life...body]
"Nonsense, there is nothing wrong with my health." Ouyang Rong said firmly.
[But I...I'm a little scared]
"What are you afraid of?" he asked, frowning.
Zhao Qingxiu seemed to be thinking of some possible future. She trembled all over and wrote intermittently with her index finger: [Afraid of Tan Lang... in case... the old disease relapses]
Ouyang Rong took the trembling woman into his arms, hugged her tightly, and asked with concern: "Why, what does the old illness have to do with this?"
Zhao Qingxiu buried her face on his shoulder and remained silent.
It can't be said that she was afraid of absorbing the medicinal effect of half of the tortoise-shell beetle in his body, which was Tanlang's life-saving medicine... Zhao Qingxiu was afraid of this strange dual cultivation effect that it would be a waste of water and damage to his roots... so he had to delay
Take a long time and observe.
The azure ribbon could not cover her brows full of pain and guilt.
[Tanlang, be good, listen to me, okay?]
Zhao Qingxiu grabbed Ouyang Rong's sleeve and waved it gently.
"All right."
Ouyang Rong reluctantly nodded and started to raise his fingers.
"The last time was two days ago, so wouldn't it be three days tomorrow?"
He frowned with joy.
Zhao Qingxiu was stunned for a moment and quickly wrote:
【No, three days from today】
"The embroiderer is so dishonest, how can she be so calculative? I didn't do anything today." Ouyang Rong was helpless.
【good】
Ouyang Rong gritted his teeth and tried to bargain:
"After three days, you have to make amends."
[What compensation]
Ouyang Rong tried: "One additional compensation, so it will be two times..."
Zhao Qingxiu's face was calm.
【Not allowed】
Ouyang Rong still refused to give up and fought for it some more. Zhao Qingxiu shook her head firmly.
She has always stood firm and never wavered in her bottom line.
"Okay." Ouyang Rong sighed in disappointment, turned around and continued washing the dishes.
Zhao Qingxiu remained silent.
After washing the dishes, Ouyang Rong wiped his hands and prepared to go out.
She suddenly grabbed him.
"What's wrong?"
【Tan Lang, please don’t be sad】
"Not sad."
[Don’t be unhappy, okay? If I don’t make you happy, my heart will hurt]
"Really not..."
【With rewards】
"ah?"
Before Ouyang Rong could react.
Zhao Qingxiu, who hurriedly wrote down a line of words, had already walked out quickly. He couldn't see the road, but he walked very fast.
Ouyang Rong looked down at his palm and touched the palm where she wrote the word "reward" with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Xiu Niang means, will there be any compensation reward for him then?
Although I don’t know what it is, but... it’s better than nothing, and it’s a reward that the embroiderer took the initiative to offer, which is really rare.
Ouyang Rong suddenly became excited.
"Well, be careful, don't fall."
"Yeah, yeah."
In the yard, a slender blindfolded girl who was collecting clothes turned her back and responded calmly.
Ouyang Rong walked around Zhao Qingxiu, stayed with her for a while, then said goodbye and left.
After leaving the quiet courtyard, he first went to Chengtian Temple, took a bath as usual, and put on clean clothes.
He said hello to Li Yu and strode out of the yard.
As soon as he boarded the carriage, Yan Liulang hurriedly came to find him.
"Ming Mansion, Rong Zhennv Shi calls you over."
"What's up?"
"At around Shenchu quarter in the afternoon, the reinforcements sent by the imperial court will arrive at the peak of Shuangfeng."
Ouyang Rong immediately became serious and ordered:
"First go to Jiangzhou Hall, inform Yuan Huaimin, and summon all the officials to follow me out of the city to welcome him together."
"yes!"
…
Two hours later.
The twin peaks are pointed and the sun shines brightly.
Ouyang Rong rushed to Xunyang Grottoes and saw Rong Zhen outside the statue construction site.
This female historian is waiting on the official road with the female officials of the Control Council.
Aunt Song stood under the shade of a tree in the distance, closing her eyes to relax.
When Ouyang Rong arrived, Rong Zhenduo looked at him, first looking him up and down:
"Why do you wear Yuan Huaimin's clothes every day?"
"In a sense, I'm here for him." Ouyang Rong muttered and asked, "How is the situation? Are everyone here this time?"
"Well, the reinforcements this time are mainly composed of the 2nd Battalion of the White Tiger Guards and the 2nd Battalion of the Xuanwu Guards, with a total of 4,000 sharp armors. They are abundant in troops. Looking back at the needs of the Chinese army camp on the front line, we may send another Xuanwu Battalion."
Ouyang Rong asked again: "Where is that person? Didn't I say that this point has passed, and there is still no one."
Rong Zhen raised his head and glanced at the sky.
"I don't know. According to the letter from the White Tiger Guard general, the troops from the White Tiger and Xuanwu battalions should have arrived. I don't know why they are late."
Rong Zhen turned his head and looked behind him. All the main officials in Jiangzhou Hall were here, but one was missing: "Where is Yuan Huaimin?"
Ouyang Rong said: "I asked for leave. So I came here for him."
"Why is he so sick?"
Rong Zhen frowned dissatisfied.
"Forget it, leave him alone."
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
We just went to the lobby of Jiangzhou, and this old boy was still there. As soon as Ouyang Rong said he was coming to pick someone up, as soon as Ouyang Rong turned his head, he disappeared, leaving only a leave note on the table.
"How do the White Tiger Guards compare with the Xuanwu Guards?"
Rong Zhen said softly:
"The responsibilities are different, and both guards are one of the sixteen guards of Nanya.
"The Sixteenth Guards of Nan Ya are in charge of all the Zhechong Mansion in the world, and among the sixteen guards, the four guards of White Tiger, Xuanwu, Qinglong, and Suzaku have a transcendent status and are not responsible for managing the Zhechong Mansion, but they can control the Qi practitioners in the world.
"Therefore, these special four guards are either stationed in the two capitals to accompany the capital, or deployed in the Mobei border army, or placed in important towns in the world, and can be transferred to various parts of the Zhou Dynasty at any time to quell the disturbances. This time, the white tiger guards were sent and headed by
The reinforcements were transferred from Chang'an.
"The members of the Four Guards are all recruited from the other twelve guards and hundreds of Zichong mansions in the world. They are the best of the best."
Ouyang Rong asked with great interest:
"I heard there is another Ying Long Guard, isn't he among them?"
Rong Zhen nodded gently:
"There is a Yinglong Guard. It is also called Huanglong Guard, but it does not belong to the Four Guards, nor does it belong to the other Nanya Sixteen Guards. It belongs to the Beiya Forbidden Army. The Beiya Forbidden Army is responsible for the safety of the imperial city. Yinglong
You can think of the guards as the main force of the imperial army in Beiya, and only your majesty can mobilize them."
"Understood."
Rong Zhen said seriously:
"When requesting reinforcements this time, I didn't expect that Your Majesty and the Dukes of the Political Affairs Hall would directly mobilize the main elite of the White Tiger Guard, and there would also be a prestigious White Tiger Guard Lieutenant General named Yi Qianqiu, who is the chief commander and has full authority to command this reinforcement.
"
Ouyang Rong was curious: "I have seen this name in the edict. Is this person very powerful?"
Rong Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly:
"That's right, this man is already a fourth-grade White Tiger Guards Lieutenant General at a young age. He is very famous. He is also very famous among the Sixteenth Guards of Nanya. Da Siming praised him as the closest to the top-grade military strategist in the North so far.
A fierce warrior and recognized as the top weapon master in the military.
"This man is also a powerful general of the Zhou Dynasty appointed by His Majesty. He has a bright future. Ouyang Lianghan, please pay attention when you speak. Don't act like you are in front of me. Others will not tolerate you, especially military strategists and warriors with perverse personalities.
"
"oh?"
Ouyang Rong's face became increasingly curious.
…
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(PS: It’s the end of the month, please beg for a monthly pass, it’s about to expire! or2)