Chapter 677 Fang Sisters: Are you Ouyang Lianghan?! [Please vote for me!]
Quiet little courtyard.
The young man in Confucian shirt put away his clothes and walked out. He saw Fang Yiwu bending down and hurriedly picking up the pieces of the tea bowl with his bare hands.
Fang Shengnan, who was feeling angry, couldn't help but look sideways.
Fang Juxiu saw the blood overflowing from the wounds on Fang Yiwu's hands and said hurriedly:
"Daddy, put it down. The little master is not so stingy. Let's clean it."
After saying that, Fang Juxiu gave Fang Shengnan a look, and the latter had no choice but to bend down with a straight face and help Fang Yiwu:
"Dad, what are you picking up with your hands? Are you stupid? Get out of the way. I'll do it..."
Fang Juxiu finally looked away, frowning and looking in the direction Ouyang Rong was leaving. She suddenly moved.
"Dad, sister, wait a minute."
Before Fang Yiwu and Fang Juxiu could react, Fang Juxiu had already run out of the yard in the rain and came to the door. She called out to Ouyang Rong who was about to board the carriage.
"Master Ouyang, please stay."
In the rain, Ouyang Rong paused for a moment with his piano case in his arms.
Fang Juxiu saw a luxury car parked in the rain in front of him, waiting.
It was Mrs. Pei's car. Through the curtains, she could faintly see the silhouette of a graceful woman waiting inside.
Ouyang Rong held an umbrella and waited for a while, but she didn't say anything and didn't turn around to ask:
"What's wrong, Mrs. Fang?"
Fang Juxiu pursed his lower lip, looked away from the bicycle frame, and walked directly forward to block in front of him.
Ouyang Rong tilted his head: "What's the matter?"
Fang raised his sleeves and lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head:
"I'm sorry. Before today, I didn't know that living in this hospital with my sister would make you unhappy, Mr. Ouyang... It's the little girl's fault. She was too confident and was just being sentimental."
Speaking of this, her chin tilted up slightly, whether intentionally or not, and her tone was serious:
"My father came over today and did indeed smash things in the yard. I'm really sorry, but don't worry, A-mei and dad will restore the things in the yard and will never take a needle or a thread. Our Fang family still understands this etiquette.
,So, I am very sorry for what has happened before, and I am very grateful to you for your care during these days..."
Ouyang Rong listened to the words of the gentle and gentle woman in front of him, who gradually became more and more familiar with each other. After listening for a while, he smiled:
"It's not necessary. Madam, you think too much. Dislike is not a problem. I haven't even thanked you for accompanying me."
Fang Juxiu stared at the young man in scholar's shirt for a while, who had no intention of coming forward to hold an umbrella for her, and asked for no reason:
"Where are you going, Master? Forget it, don't ask about this."
She shook her head as if muttering to herself, then changed her words and asked:
"Sir, where is the embroidery girl? Why haven't you come back yet?"
She looked back at the luxurious frame.
Ouyang Rong nodded and said truthfully:
"She is resting at Mrs. Pei's house and using the kitchen to stew Dongpo pork. I happen to be entertaining friends in the evening and she will probably come back in the evening."
Fang raised his sleeves and shook his head:
"In the evening, I probably won't see you again. My sister and I will go home with our father later. We can't wait too long. Mr. Ouyang, please help us say goodbye to the embroidery girl. I'm really sorry that I won't be able to come and see you in a short time.
It’s a embroidery girl.”
Ouyang Rong still nodded: "That's true, it will be brought to, um, is there anything else?" his tone was questioning.
Fang Juxiu glanced at his somewhat calm expression.
"No more."
"good."
Ouyang Rong turned around and was about to get in the car.
Fang Jiuxiu suddenly said:
"Actually, I have a little reminder, I don't know whether I should say it or not."
Ouyang Rong stopped and did not speak. His back posture while holding the piano case tilted his head a little.
The meaning is self-evident.
Fang raised his sleeves and spoke slowly:
"Actually, we shouldn't meddle in this matter, let alone talk too much, but the little girl really feels sorry for Miss Xiu Niang, and she also gets along well with you, the young master, and even praises you for being a man and treating women well...
…So I still have to say something, I hope you won’t be offended by being so presumptuous.”
Ouyang Rong did not look at her, but looked back in the direction of Chengtian Temple and muttered:
"It's not too urgent. I'll come back to collect some clothes. If it takes a little longer, I think you'll all understand, right..."
He turned back, chuckled at the frowning Fang Juxiu and said:
"Well, Mrs. Fang, please tell me, that's all."
Fang Juxiu looked very serious:
"Mr. Ouyang, Xiu Niang is a very good girl. She is so good that you can't imagine it. I dare say you can't find her anywhere in the world. You will know it later... What's more, such a good girl has no demands on men.
There is only one thing, and that is to live a down-to-earth life.
"Amei and I, as well as many friends and relatives who care about Xiu Niang, also have the same expectation. Xiu Niang's men must be honest and reliable. This is actually very simple to achieve, and there is no need to be upright and do anything.
For a big career, go ahead and get ahead...just keep your feet on the ground."
The more Ouyang Rong listened, the more he raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and interrupted:
"Miss Fang, can you speak more clearly?"
Fang raised his sleeves and ignored it, seeming to be talking to himself:
"Actually, the little girl and her sister are not qualified to interrupt, but Miss Xiu Niang's real family members are not as easy to talk to as us. This can be discussed with the young master in advance.
"Without the blessings of her family, Miss Xiu Niang would be very miserable. Neither the little girl nor my sister want to see this. It's really heartbreaking."
Ouyang Rong glanced at the Riddler in front of him, then at the piano case in his arms, and cautiously asked for advice:
"so?"
Fang raised his sleeves and looked at the luxurious car parked silently behind him, sighing:
"So I hope that the young master can cut off some messy relationships as soon as possible, take less shortcuts, and be more down-to-earth. This kind of entertaining people with sex will never be done in an elegant place. Let alone doing big things, even family affairs will be messed up. Embroidery
The girl may understand and not care about it, but other people’s gossip will eventually turn into straw that puts pressure on the camel’s back.”
Ouyang Rong:......
He vaguely, probably, seemed to understand something.
Ouyang Rong smiled.
Fang Juxiu’s tone was serious:
"Okay, I won't say any more. I think the young master must understand better than the little girl. If you talk too much, the young master can take care of himself."
She took a deep look at Ouyang Rong, who was holding an umbrella, then quickly withdrew her gaze, passed by him, and returned to the yard.
After Fang raised his sleeves and entered the door.
Ouyang Rong held the umbrella in place and kept looking sideways.
In the luxurious carriage behind, a beautiful woman in purple and gold robes who had listened patiently for a long time could no longer hold back.
"Sir, does this little lady mean that?"
Ouyang Rong lowered his head, put away his umbrella, and calmly got into the car with his piano case.
"Go to Chengtian Temple."
"Yes, sir."
Pei Shisanniang nodded meekly and obeyed.
After a while, the luxury car arrived at the gate of Chengtian Temple, which was silent and surrounded by black-armored soldiers under strict security. They were let in all the way and arrived in front of a certain Zen monastery.
Ouyang Rong held an umbrella and stepped out of the car.
Pei Shisanniang, who had been smiling sideways and looking at Ouyang Rong's face halfway, couldn't bear it any longer, so she covered her mouth and smiled sweetly:
"Young master is so handsome. If one day you get tired of being in the secular world and want to eat soft food, can you raise your eyes a little and see how I am doing~"
Ouyang Rong: "?"
…
Fang raised his sleeves and returned to the quiet courtyard.
When I entered the door, I found that the broken porcelain pieces and tea leaves on the floor had been cleaned up.
He turned around and saw that it was his father who had done it. After cleaning, he wiped away the blood with a rag and the spot was already clean. Fang Shengnan chased after Fang Yiwu and helped bandage the wound on his palm.
Fang Shengnan looked helpless and gave Fang Juxiu a look.
Fang Yiwu still insisted on cleaning the floor himself.
However, after Ouyang Rong's interruption, the tense atmosphere between the father and daughter disappeared without a trace. At this time, no one spoke, and there was an awkward silence between them.
"father……"
Fang Juxiu was about to say something caring when Fang Yiwu covered his head and asked:
"Where did you just run?"
Fang Juxiu shook his head: "I went to chat with Mr. Ouyang and gave him a suggestion before leaving."
Fang Yiwu's eyes widened: "Make suggestions? Give him suggestions?"
Fang raised his sleeves and lowered his eyes: "Yeah."
Fang Shengnan explained: "Dad, this Young Master Ouyang is not from Jianze, but he has a close relationship with the young master. He is... the man she likes, but the young master has a very good personality. As for Young Master Ouyang, he can't do anything.
, don’t be so afraid..."
Fang Yiwu brushed Fang Shengnan away and asked, "Raise your sleeves, what did this young master just say?"
"I didn't say anything. I just gave him a few brief words. It was for his own good. He probably felt guilty and said very little."
Fang Yiwu opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.
He waved his hand: "Forget it, shut up, let's go, get out of here first, follow me."
Fang Yiwu strictly ordered the two girls to follow him out.
Fang Juxiu and Fang Shengnan looked helpless and could only follow.
"Dad, are we going back?"
Fang Yiwu said nothing, did not hold an umbrella, and walked quickly into the rain outside the quiet courtyard.
The Fang sisters quickly caught up and held an umbrella for him.
After a while, the two girls discovered that the direction Fang Yiwu was taking the lead to leave was Chengtian Temple.
Fang Shengnan was confused. "Dad, where are we going?"
Fang raised his sleeves thoughtfully: "Daddy, do you want to see Master Yizhi if you have something to do?"
Fang Yiwu suddenly said:
"Remember, kneel down later."
The Fang sisters hesitated to speak, but they knew they had made a mistake and lowered their heads to follow.
After a while, the three of them arrived at the gate of Chengtian Temple.
The Fang sisters immediately saw the heavily guarded black-armored soldiers at the door. They turned around and were about to run away, but found that their arms were caught. They turned around and looked, maybe because they were hiding from the light. Their father Fang Yiwu's body was soaked by the rain.
His face was very dark...like a stone in the water.
…
It rained heavily.
Raindrops bounced on the cold black armor in the courtyard.
Ouyang Rong held the piano case in his arms and returned to the monastery.
"Sorry, I just remembered something in the middle and went to work on it. By the way, Master, where did we talk just now?"
As soon as he entered the door, he asked in a gentle tone.
In the courtyard, the atmosphere was silent at the moment.
Qin Yi and Yan Liulang were leading their troops to guard the whole place with cold expressions.
Zen Master Yizhi was being surrounded by the panic-faced abbot of Chengtian Temple and the chubby little novice monks, who were persuading him in low voices.
The middle-aged Zen master sat cross-legged with his head bowed and said nothing.
This has been the case since Ouyang Rong gave his name and left.
This made the abbot of Chengtian Temple, the chubby little novice monk and others even more desperate.
After scanning around, without even asking, Ouyang Rong already had a rough idea of what was going on in the yard.
He walked to Yizhi Zen Master and the monks and sat down, looking around with a smile:
"Um, abbot and eminent monks, what's your advice? Do you want to take a drink of water and continue?"
Everyone did not dare to speak and lowered their heads.
After Ouyang Rong appeared and took control of the audience just now, in the middle of his words, he glanced at the sky and left first, saying that he was going to collect his clothes and asked them to enlighten Yizhi Zen Master first...
At that time, all the monks were dumbfounded. You, a dignified governor of Jiangzhou, led troops to search for suspects in the middle, and you went back to collect your clothes when it rained. What the hell?
Only Yan Liulang, Qin Yi and others looked as usual, as if they were used to it.
At this time, a woman's cry came from the door of the courtyard.
Fang Yiwu dragged his two daughters into the monastery.
I saw Fang Shengnan and Fang Juxiu walking into the monastery with their heads held up by the swords of the black-armored soldiers, looking lost.
Fang Yiwu walked at the front with a gloomy face.
Fang Shengnan was stunned. He looked at his father's back in front of him with an expression of disbelief and asked anxiously:
"Dad, what are you doing? You...why did you send people to arrest us...Who are these people? How come they look like soldiers and horses, why are they in the courtyard of Master Yi Zhi..."
When she and her sister Fang Juxiu saw Yan Liulang, Qin Yi and other officials and generals from the imperial court in the courtyard, they opened their mouths silently, their eyes became desperate, and they gave up all illusions.
The despair of the second daughter being sold by her old father did not stop Fang Yiwu.
The man with Chinese character face, whose hands were wrapped in blood-stained white cloth, led them into the courtyard and to the door of the Zen house.
No longer covered by the tall black-armored soldiers arrayed in the courtyard, Fang Juxiu and Fang Shengnan immediately saw clearly a familiar slender figure in the center of the room, surrounded by stars.
"Master Ouyang?"
"Ouyang Huaimin!"
Fang Shengnan and Fang Juxiu blurted it out almost immediately.
However, the last sentence of Fang Qixiu's salutation made Yan Liulang and others look sideways. After a while, they looked away calmly and pretended not to hear.
Fang Yiwu left the two girls behind and came directly behind Ouyang Rong. With a thud, he knelt down heavily:
"Please spare my life, Lord Governor! Fang Yiwu, the guilty citizen, has brought two guilty women here to plead guilty!"
He raised his fists above his head, but his head was lowered, and his forehead was pressed against the cold, rough floor.
Looking blankly at the humble and respectful look of his father, whom he regarded as his idol, Fang Shengnan gradually widened his eyes.
She looked at the back of Ouyang Rong, who she thought was weak in the past, with a pale mouth and stammered:
"Provincial Governor? You... you are Ouyang Lianghan, you are not Ouyang Huaimin!"
Fang Juxiu next to her did not speak, as if she had lost her sense of hearing. From the moment she was escorted into the yard by her father, her eyes were attracted by a certain figure... Fang Juxiu turned around and looked at the people walking next to her.
, the beautiful woman surnamed Pei was meekly pouring tea in front of Ouyang Rong, who was sitting cross-legged.
Pei Shisanniang didn't even look at this young girl who loved giving advice.
Fang Juxiu turned his head sharply and stared straight at Ouyang Rong's calm side face that showed no sign of turning around.
Fang Juxiu suddenly understood that the words he told not to dirty the embroiderers' yard were not just for them.
She's a bit...sentimental.
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