The clatter of horse hooves sounded on Luming Street.
The carriage that Li Xian and his family rode slowly returned to the Su Mansion.
When passing by the door of a deserted courtyard next to the Su Mansion, the curtains on the right side were slightly opened, and Li Baoer's eyes glanced at Meiluyuan, where the door was unlocked.
On the street in front of the courtyard gate, there is a pretty girl with a tattoo on her forehead holding a broom in both hands, lowering her head to sweep the dust in front of the gate. She stops to wipe her sweat from time to time and turns to look in the direction of the pier.
His pupils were a little dilated, as if he was looking at a distant green mountain that could never be reached.
Ling Qi's big eyes lost a little of their former glory and a little more sad.
Li Guo'er knew about this girl with the word "Yue" tattooed on her forehead.
It seems that her name is Ah Qing, the sister of the man named "A Shan" who follows Ouyang Lianghan, and her family also lives in Meiluyuan.
It seems that now he is staying and sticking to the yard.
Ah Qing didn't pay attention to the carriage passing by. He silently took out a paper-folded blue butterfly flower from his arms, stared down at it, and murmured something.
The carriage passed by in a hurry, and Li Bao'er didn't pay attention to the girl and the blue butterfly origami flowers. He looked away and lowered the curtains.
Not long after, before jumping off the carriage, Li Baoer curled his lips, suddenly tilted his head and bent down, quickly picked up a key from among the piles of papers on the ground, and threw it into his sleeve.
"It won't happen again."
Under the curious gazes of Li Xian and Wei Mei, the little girl with plum blossom makeup jumped out of the carriage lightly, with a sullen face, and left proudly...
Luming Street is not busy on weekdays. It is mostly populated by wealthy families with deep residences and large courtyards.
Especially in the afternoon when most families take a lunch break.
On the southeast side of the street, on a relatively low and high wall, a piece of green tile suddenly fell, and with a "pop" sound, it fell to pieces.
It's a pity that it didn't attract any attention.
As for the gray figure that sneaked into the wall, no one knew about it.
"It's like being a thief in my own family. You really deserve it... But my wall-climbing skills should be pretty good. I haven't practiced them for a long time. When I was studying in the school dormitory, three steps to climb the wall was a basic operation. , unfamiliar...
"Well, other people's eighteen-year-old three-step layup, my eighteen-year-old three-step layup over the wall and out of school... both focus on a young and promising player."
In a secluded inner wall of Meilu Garden, Ouyang Rong patted the hem of his clothes, clapped his hands, muttered self-deprecatingly, and walked towards the Meilin courtyard without looking back.
On the way, he walked lightly from time to time and looked around at the deserted house.
"The other maids have left with Wei Lai. Now only A Qing's family and a few old concierges are left. There shouldn't be much to discover."
Ouyang Rong nodded lightly and drove to Meilin Courtyard in a familiar way.
He was dressed differently today. He was wearing a gray suit, a civilian uniform. He was inconspicuous on the street. However, his heroic face was too much in the way, so he had to put on a felt hat and walk with his head lowered to cover it up.
After all, many people recognize his face.
In addition, Ouyang Rong was carrying a pretty big baggage behind him, so he had a little trouble climbing over the wall just now.
Mindlessly looking for excuses and thinking wildly, Ouyang Rong came to Meilin Courtyard again without incident.
After being away from everyone today, Ouyang Rong felt a lot more relaxed, and his mind was no longer as serious as the magistrate of a county in front of others and the pressure of being cautious and independent behind others.
He has regained a bit of his appearance as an old man who took the postgraduate entrance examination.
It's just that Ouyang Rong was laughing all the way, but for some reason, there wasn't much smile on his face.
When he approached the Meilin courtyard, he calmed down even more, relaxed his hands and feet, and became silent.
The Meilin courtyard was silent, and a pot of Clivia was swaying in the wind at the window sill of the main room.
Ouyang Rong lowered the brim of his hat, looked back at the way he came, silently took out the key, and opened the closed door of the main house.
The clanking sound of the door frame slowly echoed in the house.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but after echoing for several times, there is still a lingering sound.
It makes the very familiar main house look a little empty.
It was indeed empty. Not only Ouyang Rong and Ye Weilai's beds and clothes, but also the desks, calligraphy, and bookshelves were all emptied.
Right now they should be on a ship in the distance, drifting along the waves of the river towards their hometown in Nanlong. Originally, these books were intended to be left to Su Dalang, but now it seems that it is not necessary. He is not taking the imperial examination, but competing for the throne, so I won't bother him.
Ouyang Rong threw his baggage and felt hat on the Eight Immortals table covered with dust-proof cloth.
Turning around, he fetched a ladle of water, walked to the window of the inner room, and watered the Clivia that Xie Lingjiang had given him.
"Come on, let's have a drink. Brother Lan, drink more. The person who will water you next time is probably the junior sister who came here with the key.
"The letter she sent from Jiangzhou a few days ago said that she had met her father, but she still wanted to go to Longhu Mountain again, and she didn't know why she was afraid of going. Was she busy with the antidote? Or should I work for my mentor again? But she said in her letter that it will probably be after the 15th of this month when she gets back."
In the empty house, a man stood in front of the orchids, holding a water ladle, lowering his head and chattering:
"What, you said you can wait until she comes back to water you? But you can't say for sure. If she is not in the mood to water you by then, you should drink more now. Don't be picky. I can have this heart. Remembering you, coming over to water and chat is good enough..."
Someone was very thick-skinned and sounded quite proud. He paused, looked thoughtful, nodded and said:
"But maybe, if you can use your charm more and make her feel better after she reads the letter on the table, maybe she will water you when she is happy? As long as it's not tears. , so I asked Brother Lan to comfort me and my junior sister at that time.
"What? You said she doesn't care at all, just treat it as a dog bite... That's fine, if the junior sister can think like this, that's fine. I'm being pretentious, but to be honest, my senior brother is really good at what he does. dog's."
"What? What if I arrive at the Pure Land Palace and find out that I can't go back? Wouldn't it be embarrassing? Why don't you give up on this?"
"Haha, okay, then you can wait here. When my clown brother comes back, how about I continue to water and fertilize you? Once in the morning and once in the evening. Guess why you don't water at noon? The seedlings will burn you to death.
Ouyang Rong glared at the orchid in the pot:
"Hey, you just want to say some depressing words to me, right? Don't you look at Master Zhongma, who is also the great uncle of Master Shandao? Isn't this master just ascending to heaven in the underground palace? Or is he? Having become a Buddha in the physical body, this at least proves that the name of the Pure Land Palace is correct, and the chance is not small."
He nodded, analyzed the situation coherently, glanced at Clivia who was listening silently, relaxed his shoulders slightly, squinted at the scenery outside the window, and said softly:
"There are only a few days until the fifteenth day of this month...so brother, I have to hurry up and leave, because it has been delayed for a long time. Earlier, my junior sister went to Gezao Mountain to seek elixirs. I should have started to say goodbye, but again A little nostalgic and hesitant.
"But after what happened at Dalang's house next door, I suddenly figured out some truths and became more determined in my original intention. And it just so happened that, just like me, with my elm-headed mind, the Zheyi Canal was also opened two days ago.
"Brother, I have fulfilled all the promises I made when I took office, including disaster relief, flood control, and justice. Some of them have even exceeded the quota. I have no regrets... What, you ask me about justice?"
Ouyang Rong had a straight face and said seriously:
"You know what you're asking, right? The Liu family is ruined, and the people of Longcheng are not doing well now?
"Look at Ah Shan's family. Isn't it a reflection of most common people's families in Longcheng? I also taught the villagers how to fight and deal with bullies. Isn't this fair?
"Moreover, from the beginning of getting acquainted with Ah Shan's family to the end of last night's dinner with Ah Shan's family to say goodbye, I am quite pleased to see that their life has indeed gotten better and better. It can be regarded as a beginning and an end. The atmosphere is here. If I don't leave now, it will be even worse. When? Stay for dinner?
"No, why do you have so many questions? What? You said there is justice in Dragon City, but ask me about justice outside Dragon City? Ask me how to get rid of the biggest bully in the world in Luo Jing?"
The water flowing from the wooden ladle in Ouyang Rong's hand stopped.
He suddenly smiled brightly and said in a jumpy tone:
"Hey, don't be stupid, Brother Lan. It's almost done. You've got enough merit. Hurry up and withdraw as soon as possible. Can you take care of the thousands of Longcheng counties outside? And why do you need so many merits? Be careful, it's like pouring too much water, Brother Lan, you will drown to death."
The young man in casual clothes said with a smile as if he didn't care, and his logic was very consistent.
The orchid in the pot was motionless, with only a drop of crystal water condensing on the leaves, reflecting the gradually stiffening smile of an old man.
This Clivia seems to have drop-shaped eyes staring at the young man.
It doesn't seem like it's funny at all.
Suddenly there was a strong wind, the orchids swayed violently, and water droplets splashed everywhere.
After a while, Ouyang Rong wiped the water stains on his face and slowly stopped smiling.
He stared at the orchid, as if he was concentrating on persuading this aloof Clivia, or talking to himself:
"I know, I know, don't be nagging, of course I know.
"Isn't it just that the whole place is filled with mourning and the city is full of blood, but it is just a thought to save the common people... Isn't it just that the golden monkey rises up with a thousand critical sticks, and the jade universe clarifies thousands of miles...
"But anyone who still has a conscience will feel pity when he sees the tragic scene of the flooded city. If you think like this, I am just a little more passionate. It is normal. I am also a young man, right? It's not like you are ruthless.
“And what age are you now, and you still want to be a traditional savior?
“A friend once advised me not to be a savior or have any savior complex. Whether it’s picking up girls or doing work, just take a postgraduate entrance examination and then become a social animal with a higher salary. Saving everything will only harm you. about you.
“I thought it made sense, so I honestly took the postgraduate entrance examination.
"And the most important thing is, I'm not the 'sir' who wrote these two lines of poetry. I'm just a postgraduate entrance exam-obsessed person who looks at sex pictures in the postgraduate entrance exam group every day. How much can you expect from me? Right?
"It's already so difficult to save a dragon city. I never thought about looking up, but what did I see?
"The whole world is like a bigger dragon city, with the feudal and autocratic imperial power, the empress whose family matters are the state affairs, the mythical power whose source is unknown, the Qi practitioners who use force to suppress the ban, and the people who are wailing like mayflies in the prosperous age.
"The more you get in touch with and integrate into this world, the colder and more real it feels. Brother Lan doesn't understand, but you are so cool and unrestrained. You can stay in the basin every day, wait for others to serve you, scold Fang Qiu and guide the country.
"To be honest, I don't regret coming to Dragon City, but I'm not proud at all to be such a short-term savior."
Ouyang Rong's face returned to calmness, he lowered his head and continued to water the water carefully, and said calmly:
"Brother Lan, do you know when I am happiest these days?
"The happiest time for me is when I hear the sound of shovels colliding with stones and heavy hammers hitting wooden piles. It's when the folks in Longcheng work together to dig new canals and the Dickong Gate is built from scratch. When I wake up! These sounds in my ears are so beautiful, I can hear them from morning to night and never get tired of them!"
He suddenly raised his head and stared at the orchid. He grinned widely, revealing three white teeth. His smile was as bright as the sunshine outside, but the words that came out of his mouth were cold:
"Then do you know what is the most painful thing for me? It is that one second they were working with their own hands to create, and the next second they turned their heads and bowed to me, calling me sir and master, and they were grateful to me!"
Ouyang Rong maintained a smile, tried hard to open his eyes that were gradually turning red, raised his head high, and his chest rose and fell violently like an old bellows:
"I have earned a lot of merit from the people, and I have asked them to help me build water conservancy projects. Then I can go to the court to ask for rewards, and at the same time, I can become famous all over the world. The soldiers and the people all praise me, Ouyang Lianghan, for my good work and my beautiful work. I am a gentleman and an upright official of the world! I even deserve to be named in the annals of history for future generations to look up to!
"And what about them?" He raised his chin and gestured out the window: "It's as simple as me letting them have enough to eat and live a good life, but with such a simple condition, throughout history, only a few people have achieved it? What kind of bullshit world is this!
"And all the high-sounding wolves in the court, including Empress Wei, turned around and praised me for doing a good job. I am a good official of the state! I am a minister of the country! I am a good dog that shepherds the sheep on behalf of the emperor!
The more he spoke, the more his face turned red, as if he had been greatly insulted and furious. The young man watering the flowers showed a rare ferocious look on his face. He pointed at his feet and roared hoarsely:
"Isn't this the Infinite Hell that 'I don't know the master' originally said? What is this if it's not Infinite Hell?! Compared with this, that world is really the Lotus Pure Land!"
Ouyang Rong pulled open his collar with his right hand and gasped:
"The junior sister said that she also wants to be a shepherd dog like me, but I don't want to be this kind of shepherd dog for a moment anymore!
"Don't be so angry! If you leave, there is a pure land, so go back to it!"
A water gourd dropped to the ground, spilling water all over the floor. The young man with red eyes suddenly turned around, went to the Eight Immortals table, and opened a certain baggage.
On the window sill, there was only one Clivia flower quietly isolated, and the water drops hanging on the leaf seemed to be gently watching the man's back.
Not aware of the hustle and bustle.
I'm sorry, but if I don't write these, there will be brothers who will question the protagonist's logical motives... Very good, Xiaorong has successfully written another chapter!
(End of chapter)
