At dusk, Xieyang Ancient Temple.

In a yard full of messes.

The stone table and its surroundings have been cleaned up, and there are several plates of side dishes and white porridge sent from the Zhaiyuan on the table.

However, the monk from Chengtian Temple who delivered the vegetarian meal put down the food box at the door and left in a hurry, not daring to stay or take another look.

At the table, the atmosphere fell into silence.

Ouyang Rong and Yuan Huaimin sat face to face, neither speaking.

The latter's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he was sitting upright, but occasionally he would help his waist and secretly take a breath of cold air.

There was an evil star sitting next to him, looking at him eagerly.

Since Ouyang Rong met Yuan Huaimin, he had never seen him so honest and amiable.

Compared with the past when Ouyang Rong controlled him forcefully, he was still more honest.

The two of them are considered friends and superiors. They can still joke around in private. It's not a matter of principle. Occasionally, they can take time off to fish.

At this moment, Yuan Huaimin seemed to have... encountered a natural enemy.

Everything about him embodies the word coward.

At the table, a bowl of white porridge was placed in front of each of the three people.

Li Yu, the fat man, didn't come over to eat dinner. He wasn't hungry. He was squatting on a stone floor in the courtyard that was full of broken branches and broken sticks. He lowered his head in a low mood and searched for the surviving straight sticks and special branches.

No wonder I have no appetite for food.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

Yi Qianqiu was dressed in a strong suit, with an impatient expression on his face. He crossed his arms and sat at the table.

The whip, which can whip a person as well as a horse, lay quietly next to her porridge bowl.

Yi Qianqiu glanced at Yuan Huaimin's roommate who liked weird things.

At this time, a porridge bowl reached out from the side and poured a little more porridge into her porridge bowl.

"Qiu Niang calm down, I'm sorry, there is no big fish or meat in this Jiangnan temple. We only have some gruel and pickled radishes. I remember Qiu Niang has a big appetite..."

"roll."

Yi Qianqiu said one word without looking at him.

Yuan Huaimin swallowed his words and retracted his hand obediently.

He turned back with a sad look on his face, and looked at Ouyang Rong who was looking at him curiously.

"Qiuniang is my cousin." He whispered softly.

"Cousin?" Ouyang Rong reacted and asked curiously: "You also have different surnames, one is Yi and the other is Yuan."

"Changed my name."

"Change your name?" Ouyang Rong asked curiously: "Isn't the surname Yuan bad? What surname should I change?"

"Just change it if she wants. It was originally changed from the Tuoba clan, so why does it matter if she changes it to another one?" Yuan Huaimin scratched his head, but his attitude was open-minded, and he continued:

"I was born in the Chang'an Dafang of the Jingzhaoyuan family, and Qiuniang was born in the fifth family. She lived in Yizhou on the border for a long time. She is the daughter of the seventh uncle of our clan. The seventh uncle is very powerful. When the second emperor of Emperor Gaozong came to the court,

, he has already been promoted to the governor of Yizhou, and he can be regarded as a prominent figure in the Fifth House and even our Jingzhao Yuan clan.

"When I was a child, Uncle Qi often brought Qiuniang over when he returned to Beijing to report on his duties. Every time he stayed at my house. The house was very close to the courtyard where I studied. We got to know each other as we went back and forth. We and Qiuniang were... kind of...

My childhood playmate."

He didn't dare to look at the gaze from his "cousin" next to him.

Yi Qianqiu suddenly grabbed the porridge bowl in front of him and sprinkled it on the ground next to him.

Yuan Huaimin's eyes widened, sometimes looking at the white porridge on the ground with distress, and sometimes staring at Yi Qianqiu with a cold face:

"Qiu Niang, what are you..."

"If you're not hungry, don't eat. You're just eating like a pig."

After saying this with a sneer, she stretched out her hand to snatch away Yuan Huaimin's porridge bowl and sprinkle it on the ground.

"You... why are you so rude? You just smashed things and wasted food... There are outsiders here... Hey, you are still like this, so uncivilized..."

Yuan Huaimin indeed had a bruised nose and a swollen face that looked like a pig's head, but this pig's head held his neck and scolded him a few times.

Seeing Yi Qianqiu reaching out.

He hurriedly bent down and hugged the bowl, guarding the mouthful of rice with all his strength, and fought with her hand on the edge of the bowl, trying to resist stubbornly.

"What kind of playmate? It sounds like we are childhood sweethearts. It turns out that Commander Yi has such a good relationship with you."

Ouyang Rong suddenly spoke and chuckled.

He turned around and persuaded Yuan Huaimin:

"Look at it this way, you are really a pair of enemies. Brother Huaimin, Commander Yi came to Xunyang and visited you immediately. He was enthusiastic and excited when he met. He accidentally broke some bottles and cans. This is normal. They all say that they are guests from afar.

, not to mention that we are still childhood sweethearts, and we are here as guests. We can hold candles and talk at night, or lie down with our feet together. You are also a man, don't be too stingy."

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Huaimin's swollen face turned red again, like pig liver:

"Brother Lianghan, do you call this a little bit of jars? This is not a stingy or grandiose thing."

Yi Qianqiu sneered "ha":

"Shit, my childhood sweetheart. I didn't stab him to death with a bamboo stick when I was a child. I guess he's lucky. Can we talk to him at night by candlelight? Is he worthy? He's chirping in my ear like a mother-in-law."

The two spoke almost at the same time and looked at each other.

Yi Qianqiu was holding the rim of Yuan Huaimin's porridge bowl with one hand. Yuan Huaimin was holding the porridge bowl in his arms with his waist bent.

She pulled hard, and Yuan Huaimin took a step forward, but couldn't pull it out, so she simply laughed and pushed forward. Yuan Huaimin, who was pulling his rice bowl back, didn't react for a moment, and his body

Staggered back.

Judging from the stunned expression on his face, which gradually became filled with grief and indignation, we could tell that it was the porridge that had spilled all over his chest.

Yi Qianqiu suddenly withdrew his hand and patted the dust with both palms.

Looking at the deflated and angry Yuan Huaimin in front of her, she had a tiger-like face with a slightly proud look on her face.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ouyang Rong caught a glimpse of the two people's expressions, withdrew his gaze, handed out his bowl of porridge, and gave it to Yuan Huaimin:

"It's okay, just eat my bowl."

Yi Qianqiu glanced sideways at Ouyang Rong.

Yuan Huaimin was really sulky. He lowered his head and didn't wipe the rice from his arms. He took the bowl of porridge from Ouyang Rong and drank it without saying a word.

Yi Qianqiu didn't move either. He picked up the original copy of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" on the side and looked at it quietly.

However, the way she raised her hand made the "sulky" Yuan Huaimin mistakenly think that she was holding a whip.

Yuan Huaimin pushed the porridge bowl in front of Yi Qianqiu like a conditioned reflex.

Ouyang Rong:......

Yi Qianqiu:......?

Even though he had come to some conclusions about the relationship between the two, Ouyang Rong was still speechless.

This is too cowardly.

He was suppressed to the point of being suppressed by his bloodline.

"Get away from your stinky bowl."

Yi Qianqiu brushed the porridge bowl in front of him back, but with this wave, the porridge was not spilled at all and returned to Yuan Huaimin intact.

She asked:

"You feel energetic as soon as you finish the meal. You were whipped a few times just now, and your voice is quite loud when you howl like ghosts and wolves. Your health is not bad. Why did you ask for leave today?

"How dare you ask for leave when I'm here? You're tired of living, aren't you?"

Yuan Huaimin lowered his head and said sadly: "I didn't know you were coming over."

"Didn't you read the edict issued to Jiangzhou?"

"If I didn't take a closer look, I would just be idle..."

Yi Qianqiu asked sternly: "The governor of Jiang is a sinecure? Why did Ouyang Lianghan's reputation spread to Luoyang when he was the governor, but as soon as you became the governor, you became a sinecure and couldn't do anything for a long time? Really? waste."

Yuan Huaimin did not raise his head:

"You've already said I'm a waste, and you know it well, so why are you saying so much?"

Yi Qianqiu scolded him again: "Trash."

Yuan Huaimin said nothing, but ate with gusto.

"I said you were fat and you still had asthma?"
To be continued...