"

He suddenly turned around:

"besides."

The stunned groom saw Mr. Chang Shi, who had always been serious and aloof when they met before, and patted him on the shoulder:

"The affairs of the private school are under the control of my aunt and the patriarch, so it is not convenient for me to interfere. However, I will personally send a batch of scriptures to your child. They were all used by me when I was studying in the past, and there are some annotations in them.

"In addition, if your baby lacks pen, ink, paper and inkstone for studying in the future, you can tell Wei Lai to let Yin Bingzhai go over there. If you don't understand anything in reading, you can also send a letter to ask. A baby of this age should be able to read.

Have you written a letter?"

"Yes, yes!"

Ali nodded hurriedly, his face flushed, and he was at a loss: "Master, I...I will definitely repay you..."

"You don't have to repay me for anything. Well, it's good if you can rest assured."

Ouyang Rong smiled, waved his hand and stepped into the door. At the same time, he also left a sentence:

"By the way, Dali, don't call me Master from now on, just Tanlang.

"Also... from now on, listen to everything I say, but not everything the eldest lady says. Do you understand, Ali?"

"Understood, I understand!"

Ouyang Rong glanced at the chicken soup can in Ali's hand, and then walked into the Jiangzhou lobby.

He walked along the corridor, greeted his colleagues and subordinates passing by, and looked inward silently before entering the main hall.

Entering the Merit Tower, first take a look at the blue-gold fonts above the small wooden fish.

Just from riding in a carriage, I gained almost 200 merit points.

Ouyang Rong took a long breath.

Although the position of the accompanying groom is small, it is very important because he controls his general itinerary, so he has to guard against it and it must be done by himself.

Although Zhen Shuyuan has helped him investigate Ali's innocent family background and knows the roots, and in this era, people of the same clan and family have relatively deep and reliable relationships.

But Ouyang Rong also has to verify it, and not only today's test, but also in the coming days, he will have to keep an eye out and inspect it a few more times...

After leaving the Merit Tower, Ouyang Rong just walked into the main hall when a beautiful figure in red came into view.

Unexpected.

Xie Lingjiang was sitting in his seat, looking down at the book curiously.

"Little junior sister, I thought you were sleeping in. No one was seen in the morning. How did you come here?" Ouyang Rong asked in surprise.

"Obviously, I'm waiting for you." Xie Ling Jiang Ziruo said without raising his head.

"You came alone, how did you get in? There is no pass order from Jiangzhou Hall."

Xie Lingjiang closed the book, raised his ponytailed head, and smiled:

"I met Rokuro and he brought me in."

Ouyang Rong burst out laughing. He originally thought that his junior sister was sleeping in at Prince Xunyang's Mansion or Jingyi Courtyard. In addition, Ali, the new groom, didn't know the way to Xiu Shuifang. He didn't call her just now, but he didn't expect that his junior sister had already been there.

He just came by himself.

"Okay, you wait for me first and find someone to register you. This will make it easier for you to come in and out. You can't rub someone in every time."

"Are you registered? What's your status?" she asked.

"Personal staff, of course."

Ouyang Rong coughed and turned around to go out without waiting for the junior sister's response.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the door and walked down the corridor for a few steps, he bumped into a cold and cold girl in palace attire.

Ouyang Rong frowned at first, and then remembered that he had nothing to feel guilty about.

It's not just like the gossip and rumors Yan Liulang said, why is he panicking?

If you are upright, you will not be afraid of your shadow being crooked.

Ouyang Rong walked forward as usual.

This time, there was no need for Rong Zhen to shout at the entrance of the lobby. The two of them met directly in the corridor.

"Ouyang Lianghan."

"Good morning, what are Rong Nu Shi's orders today?" Ouyang Rong asked in a businesslike manner.

Focus on a quick victory.

Rong Zhen suddenly asked: "Have you eaten?"

"ah?"

This unconventional opening statement made him stunned.

Shouldn't this kind of commonplace words be asked by a colleague like Yuan Huaimin? Are these words that can come out of the mouth of the noble and cold female historian in front of me?

"Ouyang Lianghan, what are you doing?"

Rong Zhen shook her head, and without waiting for Ouyang Rong's reaction, she took out a ball of oil paper bag from her sleeve, handed it over, lowered her eyelashes slightly and said:

"I heard your stomach growling. Take it. I just saw a cake vendor on the street. I was hungry and bought one. I remembered that you seemed to eat it often before. I was too lazy to find change, so I asked the stallman to pack an extra piece.

Well, you sent me blood-tonifying chicken soup before, so this time I'm returning the invitation, but Ouyang Lianghan, don't be sentimental."

Ouyang Rong was stunned, and Rong Zhen casually put the oil paper bag wrapping the sesame cake into his hand.

Their fingers accidentally touched.

Rong Zhenruo held back his hand without knowing it, and Ouyang Rong's expression changed slightly.

I don’t know if the cake was too hot or if Rong Zhen’s fingers pricked her.

He shuddered and subconsciously turned back to look at the faint red figure in the main hall.

The junior sister was sitting in his seat and curiously browsing the official documents he had written, but seemed not to notice what was going on here.

"Ouyang Lianghan, what are you looking at?"

Rong Zhen was curious and followed his gaze to look behind him, but was soon blocked by Ouyang Rong who turned around, blocking his view.

He waved his hands and tried to keep smiling:

"No, it's nothing! Wait, let's go outside and talk..."

"Why is that? Isn't it possible here? It's not a private matter."

"It's really not a private matter, but...it's not convenient to eat here. Why don't you put the cake away? Actually, I'm not hungry. I don't like eating before work. I tend to fall asleep in the morning. How about you eat by yourself? Then we can talk

Business, right here."

"You have touched the cake, but I will not eat it, but you can throw it away, or I will throw it away for you."

Rong Zhen said solemnly with a straight face.

You fucking said that, how can you fix it... Ouyang Rong was helpless. He suddenly felt that the oil and sesame cake in his hand was hot. It was like a soldering iron. If he held it any longer, he would at least peel off his skin.

Before Rong Zhen's friendly eyes gradually turned cold, Ouyang Rong immediately made a decision:

"Eat, of course, you can't waste other people's good intentions rudely. Thank you Rong Nu Shi, but... eating here is easy for others to see. After all, we are the superiors and we have to take the lead... Let's go out to eat.

Did you see, there is a side road over there, leading to the stable at the back door, there is no one there, it’s a good place for us to eat secretly, let’s go, let’s go.”

Rong Zhen nodded: "It makes sense, you still have experience in this area."

"..." Ouyang Rong.
Chapter completed!