Chapter 662 Xie Lingjiang: You don’t want to do this too, do you? [Please vote for me!]
"Okay, I asked you not to raise bad women outside, but you still refuse! I will go and tell Xie Yatou now."
From inside the closed wardrobe, Miaosi's knocking and muttering came.
Ouyang Rong said seriously: "I'm talking about raising another little Mo Jing. I reject it."
He turned around and left the closet. Miao Si opened the door and poked his little head out with a suspicious look on his face:
"Why do I, this fairy girl, want to reject your tone of voice?"
Ouyang Rong hit the nail on the head without looking back:
"I think you feel guilty today, because you are afraid that if I raise another little ink spirit outside, I will produce spiritual ink, and I won't need you anymore.
"Otherwise, with your temperament, you are like a buffalo, whipping your whip before moving forward to plow the land. If you delay revealing to me the detailed process of producing spiritual ink, you are afraid that if I understand the principle, you will lose something.
Room for lazy explanation.
"So, even if there is a little junior sister who feeds the precious spiritual ink, you will probably delay it until the end before handing over this spiritual ink. What? I am afraid today. I am really afraid that I have a little ink spirit outside, and you
Competing for a position? Until I just handed over Lingmo, you were still making lies and testing me. From the looks of it, the female fairy is not stupid at all."
Miaosi's little face changed, and her tone of voice when she spoke became slightly weaker:
"What a mess... I think I understand this fairy girl, but in fact I don't understand it at all, huh."
Behind the closet door, she retorted and rolled her eyes:
"The most self-righteous person, bar none."
Ouyang Rong smiled and said nothing.
Miaosi suddenly asked:
"So have you ever raised a little Mo Jing outside?"
"you guess."
"I guess I must have raised it."
"Then just raise it."
"What does it mean to be raised? My guess is that I am not raised."
"Wrong guess."
"..."
Miao Si was suspicious and disbelieving, muttering, becoming more and more suspicious:
"You often bring things back to us from outside recently, including pastries. You are so generous. It seems that you are happy. I haven't heard any good news from the Jiangzhou government and Xunyang Grottoes. It's not like that.
If you get promoted and make a fortune, apart from women, I really can't think of anything else that would make you show your emotions like this."
Ouyang Rong sighed: "You know me so well, it seems I really can't keep you here."
Miaosi had a straight face: "Sometimes I really want to bite you."
Ouyang Rong ignored it and returned to the desk.
Today is a double harvest, two pieces of good news in succession.
First, he received a new blessing unexpectedly, and secondly, the new spiritual ink was in place, and he could make another red and black talisman as a back-up.
The red and black talisman in front was made into talisman water by him, mixed with the authentic copy of Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields", and swallowed it together, just like Li Dalang swallowed the relics of Master Yuan.
,in case.
Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and turned his attention to the talisman-making materials on the table.
He had torn out three pages from the back of the withered yellow booklet that recorded the "Zhen Gao", the secret knowledge of the Shang Qing Dynasty. After careful thinking, Xiao Mo concluded that this was the best talisman paper.
Two of the first two red and black talismans were used, but now the third one is in use.
Ouyang Rong picked up the withered yellow booklet and weighed it. He still had a stack of them, so he didn't have to worry about using them up for the time being.
Mainly the spiritual ink produced by Mo Jing is too rare, which limits the number of red and black talismans.
Ouyang Rong glanced at the blood-red ink in the golden bowl that was about to hit the bottom.
He reached out and took it, and continued to draw talismans.
About half an hour later.
Ouyang Rong leaned back and let out a long breath.
Immediately, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he looked at his palm.
A brand new talisman with red characters and black background was lying quietly in his hand.
After carefully drying the ink, Ouyang Rong put away the red and black talismans, tidied them up, stood up and left the study.
Before leaving, he looked back at the desk where he made the talisman.
Ouyang Rong suddenly remembered the comment made by Senior Yu during the day.
Spirituality, understanding.
Thinking about it carefully, he has learned a lot of things after being in this world for so long. Like making talismans now, he also explored and taught himself, and he mastered it very quickly.
He seems to be able to adapt very quickly to many things in unfamiliar fields, and he is in line with the evaluation of spirituality and high understanding.
Ouyang Rong didn't think much of it before, mainly because he kept moving forward without stopping. Others around him, such as the junior sister, Yan Liulang, Li Xian and others, regarded him as the mainstay and almost omnipotent, so for him,
This kind of ability seems to be a matter of course.
Now I am suddenly being commented by an old senior who is not familiar with me. If I think about it carefully, it is very objective.
When Ouyang Rong was lost in thought, he returned to the master bedroom.
Ye Weilai was sorting clothes beside the bed.
Now with her help, Ouyang Rong no longer has to hide some of the clothes he brought back from the quiet courtyard. Even Ye Weilai can help him deal with them and cover them up. Usually when he goes out, Ye Weilai will give them to him thoughtfully.
Tuck in two sets of clothes to prevent borrowing Yuan Huaimin's again.
Ye Weilai stood up to greet him.
As soon as Ouyang Rong sat down, he heard some good news:
"Tan Lang, Madam Zhen seems to have secretly tasted a piece of the pastry you brought back last night."
Ouyang Rong said with a smile: "Why do you do it quietly? Can't you eat it openly?"
Ye Weilai smiled and pursed her lips.
"It's not like you don't know, Tanlang, that the eldest lady loves face most, but she should also be curious about the kind of woman Tanlang takes so much trouble to bring home."
She tilted her head and said, "If Aunt Zhen knew that she was the former child bride, I don't know what she would think."
Ouyang Rong didn't answer and asked softly:
"I've tasted the pastries, haven't you guessed it yet? Xiu Niang worked as a cook in Longcheng Meiluyuan for a while, and I remember she also made pastries at that time."
Ye Weilai shook her head:
"Ms. Zhen doesn't like sweet things very much. She may have believed what the slave family explained in public before, and she thinks that all these sweet-scented osmanthus pastries have the same taste."
Ouyang Rong remained silent and touched the head of the white-haired girl who was assisting.
Ye Weilai tilted her head, put her warm cheek against Ouyang Rong's palm, and opened her lips:
"Tan Lang is very smart, and his ideas and methods are correct. We must not wait until the birthday ceremony to let Madam Zhen and Miss Xie know about Xiu Niang's existence. It is best to know each other's existence before the birthday ceremony.
And by default...
"As for taking him home on the day of the birthday ceremony, it is a symbolic ceremony, for other outsiders to see, and to give him an upright status..."
"Um."
Ouyang Rong pinched her cheek and said:
"Go to bed early. Don't read and write tonight. Just rest."
"good……"
Hearing the word "turn over and write", Ye Weilai didn't know what she thought of. Her face turned red and she ran to get Ouyang Rong some clean clothes.
The two ponytails tied into double temples on the back of the head are bouncing around, making people unable to resist grabbing them.
…
Early the next morning.
Ouyang Rong went out from Huaiye Lane and did not immediately go to Xunyang Grottoes to meet the female historian.
He first went to Prince Xunyang's Mansion.
I specially brought a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes made by Xiu Niang.
After arriving at the palace, Ouyang Rong went straight to Xie Lingjiang and left Baoer's boudoir.
He didn't go to see Li Xian, his wife and Li Dalang, otherwise they would be so enthusiastic about letting him stay for dinner that it would be difficult to escape.
Moreover, the two parties were already very familiar with each other. Ouyang Rong did not need to meet with King Xunyang when he came to the palace like other Jiangzhou officials.
Ouyang Rong was ready to confirm the location of the peach blossom forest in Kuanglu Mountain.
The journey was smooth and smooth.
The two girls' boudoirs are right next to each other.
As soon as he arrived, Ouyang Rong found that there was no one in the junior sister's yard, but the yard of Li Juer next door was lively.
The voices of Li Xian and his wife, Li Guo'er and Li Dalang could be heard faintly from the wall.
At the entrance of Li Guo'er's boudoir, many maids gathered around, carefully eating melons and watching the show. Among them were several familiar maids from the junior sister's boudoir.
The girls gathered around, but none noticed Ouyang Rong approaching.
Ouyang Rong stepped forward curiously and stood on tiptoe at the door to take a look.
As expected, I saw Li Dalang being chased by Li Xian with a broom, Wei Mei stood in front to protect Li Dalang, and Li Baoer sat aside, holding the cat in his arms, stroking the cat gently with his delicate hands, smiling.
Eating a handful of melon seeds.
On the legs of Li Bao'er's skirt, there was a pair of blue eyes that reflected the scene of Li Dalang running around the yard, and her eyes followed his figure curiously.
Maybe he was wondering why the parkour venue was robbed by humans today.
Ouyang Rong didn't go to watch Li Xian beat his son.
His eyes moved and he spotted the figure of his junior sister next to Li Guo'er who was eating melon seeds.
The morning sun is bright today. Xie Lingjiang must have finished bathing and washed his hair. He did not immediately tie up his hair and pull up his temples. He was wiping his wet hair with a white towel, tilting his head cutely.
A head of black and shiny soft hair spread over her shoulders like a waterfall, falling down from her swan-like neck, but it could not cover her bulging breasts.
Her long, silky hair was still damp and not yet dry. Bathed in the golden morning light in the yard, it reflected a shimmer like black silk.
In this era, washing hair is very troublesome. After wiping it, it needs to be air-dried naturally.
Xie Lingjiang wiped his hair and frowned as he watched the prince being chased and beaten by the prince.
She didn't take the melon seeds offered by Li Bao'er next to her.
He was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a familiar figure at the door.
Xie Ling Jiang's eyes were as bright as stars.
Behind the crowd at the door, Ouyang Rong raised his index finger to his mouth, gesturing towards her.
Xie Lingjiang understood immediately and left the melon-eating scene quietly without even telling her best friend next to her.
At the door, the two brothers and sisters met and returned to the boudoir next door.
He left all the troubles of King Xunyang’s family behind.
The two of them chose a sunny spot in the courtyard and sat down.
"When did Senior Brother come?"
"I just got here a while ago."
Ouyang Rong said with a smile, put down the pastry box, walked over to take the towel from Xie Lingjiang's hand, came behind her, and helped her wipe her wet hair, with a concentrated expression on his face.
Xie Lingjiang looked at the food box on the table. After waiting for a while, Ouyang Rong didn't speak. She asked curiously:
"Eldest brother, aren't you worried about the big man next door?"
"What do you have to ask? It's natural for a father to beat a baby. Even if the Holy Master comes, he can't stop it. And seeing how the princess and the little princess are doing, it's not a serious matter."
"Elder brother is still smart." Xie Lingjiang nodded: "It's really not that important, it's just that the elder doesn't want to take a concubine."
"Concubinage?"
"Well, Uncle Li arranged a concubine for Dalang. She is a young girl from the Wei family in Jingzhao. This marriage was mentioned by Uncle Li when he wrote to the father-in-law of the Wei family before. It should also be a concubine for Da Lang.
Mother's approval.
"Today I received a reply from Jingzhao Webster. I was originally going to marry my daughter-in-law to be the main wife, but in Jingzhao-Webster's generation, there is no legitimate daughter of the right age. The closest one is only seven years old. How many more years will it have to wait?"
In 2008, when there was no legitimate daughter of marriageable age, the prince decided to choose a girl listed in the letter as a concubine for the eldest son, to first solve the problem of eldest son's loneliness and widowhood..."
Ouyang Rong smiled: "Isn't this good?"
After a pause, he added: "The eldest man is not married yet, so the main wife can take her time and take a concubine first. It should be quite normal."
"It's quite good and quite normal." Xie Lingjiang nodded and said in a helpless tone: "But Dalang firmly disagrees with taking concubines, saying that he must have a wife before taking concubines, otherwise conflicts will easily arise in the future, like..."
"Like what?"
"Dalang said, otherwise it will be like Uncle Li..."
When Ouyang Rong heard this, he immediately understood and laughed:
"Da Lang is quite good at uniting the battle. I know why the princess helped him stop her, even though he wanted to refuse Jingzhao Wei's marriage."
Xie Lingjiang was stunned for a moment, then he understood and shook his head:
"Yes, it seems that Weber's mother quite agrees with it... Just by refusing to marry, the divorced uncle will not chase him and beat him. Who can say that Da Lang speaks freely."
Xie Lingjiang said again:
"However, when Da Lang came to Guo'er's yard to seek help from his sister, he found the wrong person."
Ouyang Rongqi asked: "What do you mean?"
Xie Lingjiang had a strange look on his face: "Uncle Li wanted Da Lang to marry him immediately. In fact, it was Guo'er's idea in private. I went with her. Sister Guo'er said that we wanted to prevent him from returning the favor to Princess Anhui.
If you have an idea, just take a concubine into one room and it will be enough to solve the needs that some men have..."
Ouyang Rong nodded: "As expected of the black-hearted princess."
"Princess Black Heart?"
"fine."
Ouyang Rong shook his head and changed the topic calmly:
"What do you think of this, junior sister?"
Xie Lingjiang tapped his lips with his index finger and thought for a while:
"Actually, there's nothing wrong with what Dalang said. I quite agree with it. The main wife really needs to get over the issue of concubinage, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with personality conflicts in the future and conflicts in the house.
"But in Da Lang's situation, it's best to get married as soon as possible and cut off the mess quickly, so it's really troublesome. It's hard for an upright official to deal with household affairs. Senior brother, let's just leave it alone."
"Hmm, no matter what, let's just talk."
Ouyang Rong said again:
"Actually, in my opinion, Da Lang is still a little bit naive. Otherwise... otherwise, to marry a concubine, you don't have to have a wife first. As long as he has the ability, he can naturally reconcile it."
"It makes sense, wait."
Xie Lingjiang looked suspicious and turned his head:
"It's strange, why does senior brother criticize Dalang? Didn't he always speak for him before?"
Ouyang Rong coughed: "Let's just discuss the matter."
Xie Lingjiang thought for a while and made a pretty face:
"Really? Are you sure it's not... touching the scene?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head like a rattle.
Xie Ling Jiang Yanran smiled:
"Oh, that's good. I thought that the senior brother was thinking of doing this, so he refuted Dalang."