It was almost noon.
In the main tent, everyone was reunited and the atmosphere was full of joy.
Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze from Ye Weilai and Caishou.
Li Xian and his wife took Li Dalang to ask Zhen Shuyuan about their well-being.
Ouyang Rong did not participate, but his aunt held the cuffs and couldn't walk away, so he asked Li Xian to get Ye Mingzhu back, held it in his hand, and looked down at him.
Miaozhen's words rang again in his ears in the morning.
He looked thoughtful.
After thinking about it carefully, he flew out of his arms last night and rose slowly, but that scene was a bit like his former sword-making [craftsman].
It was just a change of a tripod sword.
But they are all the starting steps of [Women]’s supernatural powers returning to the future.
Because he knew that he had no sword, Ouyang Rong subconsciously ignored this detail.
Now it seems that outsiders like Miaozhen can see it clearly, and Rong Zhen is the same. At that time, he also agreed that he was using the sword.
But only Ouyang Rong himself knew that he did not exert any influence on Ye Mingzhu except for redeeming a blessing in advance.
Moreover, the magical power of [Wan Soldiers] has been used so far, only Ouyang Rong has used it, almost exclusive to him.
Except for Tao Yuanming, who came from the gods.
Only Ouyang Rong mastered the sword technique of "Returning to Come and Come" and was not revealed... Wait, it was not true. I gave one when Li Guer's birthday gift, but only Li Dalang and Li Guer had seen it.
But both brother and sister are keeping him secret...
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and thought deeply, and locked his eyebrows for a while.
Zhen Shuyuan and Li Xian and his wife noticed his distraction, but no one spoke out to disturb him.
The two people continued to chat with each other, and Zhen Shuyuan said sadly:
"After the separation of Longcheng, I became more and more worried about it, so I asked Wang Caozhi, Mrs. Pei to stop the boat and turn around and return, but..."
Zhen Shuyuan looked at Ouyang Rong and found that her beloved nephew had come back to her senses. She was looking at her and she was the first to say:
"But don't worry, Mr. Tan, I don't think I'm going to be a burden. Before I come back, I will ask that boy Wang Caozhi to go to Longcheng to inquire about the news of Xunyang City and confirm that the danger in Xunyang was lifted before returning. Especially when I learned from the magistrate Diao that Mr. Tan was safe and sound, he came down to chase the prince in the south, so I turned around and found him."
Ouyang Rong put Ye Mingzhu back into Li Xian's hand and temporarily hid the doubt.
He glanced at two familiar figures at the door in the outskirts and turned to look.
It was Wang Caozhi and Pei Shisanniang.
The two of them were guarding outside the door, just like Lu Ya and Zhang Shixiu.
The short young man was smiling and chatting with his acquaintance Lu Ya. When he saw Ouyang Rong's eyes coming, he winked, neither big nor small.
Pei Shisanniang looked at him with a careless look, and after looking at him, she seemed to have found the backbone and breathed a sigh of relief.
The beautiful woman in silk smiled and bowed her knees, bowing her salute.
Ouyang Rong nodded gently, greeted his two left and right arms across the air, then looked back and replied:
"It's my nephew's appointment too late. Aunt, you and the prince waited in Longcheng for two days. It almost happened to be a bad thing. It's my nephew's fault."
Zhen Shuyuan shook her head vigorously, with a look of distress on her face, and gently wiped the wound on his shoulder with her handkerchief.
"What can you do? You are the backbone. We rely on you. Although you are warm in your heart, Tanlang always likes to take risks. He leaves danger to himself and stability to us. I am often uneasy in my body and mind. I often have nightmares along the way, and about you, like a frightened bird..."
Li Xian was also ashamed: "Thank you for your hard work."
Ouyang Rong looked at the pair of dark circles and blood on the whites of Zhen Shuyuan's rouge makeup that could not be concealed by her eyes. He pursed his lips.
Zhen Shuyuan choked up and then smiled and said, "It's okay, don't mention this matter, just be safe, just be safe."
Wei Mei grabbed her hand, and Li Xian also said with a festive look on his face:
"It is said that life is full of joy, but according to my king's opinion, the war is in chaos, but the relatives and friends are safe. Although they have not parted, they are reunited, which is also a great joy! It should be a big deal."
Zhen Shuyuan laughed and said:
"Just before arriving, Cao Zhi also said he wanted to celebrate. He knew that it was not convenient for the prince to show up in public, so it was best to be low-key, so Cao Zhi and Shisanniang went to Hanyang County to buy food and drinks in a low-key manner. After a lunch, he also asked the prince to enjoy his face and have a meal. It was my little intention."
"Okay, okay, that's it. Then I and Mei Niang respect Mrs. Zhen with a cup."
Li Xian smiled and waved his hand and made a decision.
However, the bruised and swollen face caused by his fall by the river was slightly distracted, which slightly affected the spirit of the head of the family, causing Ouyang Rong, Zhen Shuyuan, and Banxi to look at him slightly.
After Haoyan agreed, he seemed to remember something. Li Xian pulled Wei Mei to the side and asked in a low voice. Everyone couldn't hear clearly.
Ouyang Rong vaguely heard some words from Wei Mei’s reply.
"The imperial doctor said... You have a deficiency of qi and blood... you drink less and nourish your body... only two cups."
I don’t know when Zhen Shuyuan’s eyes turned to Xie Lingjiang and Rong Zhen.
The two girls shouted Ye Weilai away and whispered something to order.
However, Zhen Shuyuan's eyes fell on the girl in the snow-white house dress.
Behind her, she was holding a lacquer box in her half-small hand, and Ouyang Rong looked familiar.
Zhen Shuyuan stretched out her hand and handed the paint box half thinly.
Zhen Shuyuan touched it, and the lacquer box was warm, as if there was hot food.
She opened the paint box.
Ouyang Rong, Li Xian and others next to him immediately smelled a scent of fish.
Zhen Shuyuan glanced in, withdrew her gaze, and muttered:
"Tanlang, why did this Rong Zhennv Shi make soup? You're so polite..."
Just now she arrived at the door and when she got off the bus, everyone was heading forward to greet her.
Zhen Shuyuan was surrounded by everyone at that time and didn't think much about it. She subconsciously took all the water bags or hot towels she handed over, including this lacquer box.
Zhen Shuyuan vaguely remembered that it was given by this noble female Shi with a cold face. After it was handed to her, the female Shi slowly stepped back.
Like the people around him, he did not overestimate the host and left the host position to Li Xian couple.
Ouyang Rong whispered: "It should be her intention, Zhen Niang accepted it."
Zhen Shuyuan found that Li Xian and his wife turned their heads, as if they didn't hear or get involved in the topic.
The unique keenness of the woman made her look at her nephew more.
"Okay, just have a clear idea in Tanlang."
Ouyang Rong felt that his aunt's last look was a bit meaningful.
After a while, after communication there, Li Guer, Xie Lingjiang and Rong Zhen returned one after another, bringing the white-haired girl and the bun-faced maid.
Li Guer said softly:
"Caishou is fine, I'm willing to learn."
Xie Lingjiang and Rong Zhen nodded almost at the same time.
"Wei Lai is fine, she said, "You must nod, senior brother."
"I can teach her to refine her energy on the way."
Rong Zhen pointed at the bun-faced maid again and said to Ouyang Rong:
"Let your junior sister teach this, whoever is quicker will try the sword first."
The atmosphere became quieter.
Xie Lingjiang said lightly to Ouyang Rong:
"Let Weilai choose by himself, no need for others to make decisions. Senior brother, please tell me about it with the female Lord Shi, don't worry about it."
The two girls are so close, so where did Ouyang Rong really bring a message?
He felt the atmosphere around him become more and more solidified.
Ye Weilai couldn't help but look at Miss Xie and Rong Zhennv Shi, who were particularly enthusiastic about her today.
The white-haired girl suddenly asked, breaking the silence like relief:
"Tanlang, why are you not here to take such a magical object?"
Ouyang Rong patted her little shoulder with a gentle voice:
"I already have it. Everything will turn back when it reaches its limit. It is not suitable to occupy another sword. It has been with me for so long and has not recognized the master. It has already shown a lot. And I have no longer met the conditions in it. You guys will take it the same."
Caishou asked curiously: "Why must it be a woman?"
Ouyang Rong was silenced.
Everyone also looked over and waited for his answer.
Li Dalang interrupted and said, "That's right, man's words are OK, why not let Liulang try it."
Ouyang Rong coughed.
I remembered the golden blessings containing peach-colored filaments.
He could not say bluntly that it was inferred from blessings, and it was vaguely implied that this tripod sword was related to a woman, right?
Ouyang Rong said to everyone with a serious look:
"It's better to try to be a woman. This tripod sword should be suitable for women. It's a bit inconsistent with men. In addition, now the saints like to use women, Caishou, you and Weilai are suitable for ages, and now they have a great future for refining Qi."
It makes sense.
Everyone nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice.
The political correctness of the Great Zhou Dynasty is that women are better than men.
The empress of the dynasty also valued female officials.
A very simple truth, if a woman is not as good as a man, then why is Wei Zhao the empress of the ages and sent a group of real men in the court?
Ouyang Rong sighed that this saint would not say anything else, but in the field of women's liberation, she was really the first person in this era. If she was a big age, it would be even better if she had fewer faces.
"Prince, Young Master Ouyang."
Qin Ying's voice came from outside.
Everyone in the main tent turned to look at the door, Qin Ying and Qin Yanqing appeared.
Behind them, outside the main tent, there was a middle-aged female official standing far away.
It's Miaozhen.
Ouyang Rong walked first: "What's the matter?"
Qin Ying smiled:
"It's getting late, so let's take a step first. When the Miaozhen Girl Shi and Baihu Guard are sent back to Xunyang City, Brother Yanqing and I will return to the Central Army camp to report. Ah Weng is still waiting for us to go back. If there is anything in the future, you and the prince can send a letter to Ah Weng, or if you have any words now, you can write a letter to us and bring it back."
Ouyang Rong and Li Xian looked at each other.
Qin Ying saw that the young man in Confucian clothes turned his head calmly and said warmly:
"Okay, no need to write a letter. Thank you for yourselves. Ah Weng, you can send a message to say... Like Duke Hu, the old general Qin and Duke Hu's mansion will always be the door gods of the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No matter who has the New Year, they will post it, and so will the royal mansion."
When Qin Yanqing heard this, he glanced at Ouyang Rong and Li Xian for two more times.
When the Xunyang King looked at him with kindness, Qin Yanqing lowered his head again and said, "Don't look at him inappropriately."
Li Guer's eyes flashed, and he looked at Ouyang Lianghan, and his clear eyes lingered on the face of the young man in Confucian shirt who had explained it perfectly.
Some words cannot be conveyed in letters.
It's not just because of the unique subtlety of scholars.
Qin Ying murmured in a low voice, as if she had recorded it.
Compared to the silent Qin Yanqing, she was careless and waved her hand:
"No problem, Mr. Ouyang don't worry. Before New Year's Eve this year, no matter where you are, I guarantee to send a stack of door god couplets to you and the prince. They were all drawn by Aweng. Aweng doesn't draw much every year, but I am responsible for laying paper, inkstones and inks, so I can take it with you."
She smiled at Ouyang Rong and everyone in the main tent and said:
"Last time Ah Weng learned that you had posted the door god couplet he gave to his home in Huaiye Lane. He was proud for a long time. He brags to me that even the recognized Wenhua Bachelor of Luoyang and the Confucian gentleman Ouyang Lianghan pasted his chunky calligraphy at his doorstep. It was really hard to find outside. Hehe, Ah Weng is sometimes like an old child."
Ouyang Rong smiled and said, "Ha, okay. I'll give you a gift."
"Um!"
Qin Yanqing was about to refuse politely, and glanced at Qin Ying, who agreed with a smile, took back his words, continued to remain silent, and followed her cousin.
Ouyang Rong went out to see someone off.
Logically speaking, Rong Zhen also wants to go and explain to his colleague Miao Zhen.
However, Ouyang Rong looked around and found no figure of the female Lord Shi following him.
Looking back, Rong Zhen was still staying on the main account and sat with her aunt, Weilai and others.
But just before leaving the door, he clearly remembered that Rong Zhen got up and followed... Has he gone back halfway through the back?
After one stick of incense.
Ouyang Rong stood alone by the official road, watching the Xuanwu Camp and the two large troops of the White Tiger Guard left, and dust rolled.
Qin Ying rode on a white horse and followed the last side of the team. She was the last one to evacuate. She was muttering a little:
"Young Master Ouyang, you want to follow the prince to Luoyang, right?
"I grew up in Luoyang and I met many friends there, including the noble Yanei of the Northern Ya who was in the Nanqu of Pingkangfang and the silver saddle and white horse; there were young Wuling who was drunk every night and spent a lot of money on Wuling; there were also some sisters I met when I was practicing vegetarian food at Yuzhen Temple in Zhongnan Mountain...
"By the way, there are also ladies from high-ranking officials and powerful families living in Jishanfang. However, their small circle loves to hold poetry meetings in Shanglinyuan, and they want to use Xue Tao's paper to help them use the invitation paper. What kind of museum style is there? Anyway, I don't invite me every time, but where is your name? Ouyang Lianghan, the youngest bachelor in Xiuwenguan... Hehe, if they know that I am so familiar with you, I really have to invite me now."
Ouyang Rong listened quietly and said "hmm" from time to time.
Finally, the large army was on the way, and Qin Ying had to keep up, and she looked back reluctantly:
"Please go back by Mr. Ouyang. I have a lot to say, but Brother Yanqing is in a hurry and will give it another letter."
"Take care of yourself."
"Take care, Ouyang Lianghan!"
Saw Qin Ying away, Ouyang Rong returned.
I was alone and passed by the empty Left Bank camp.
He looked down and saw that Asakusa, who had lost her ankles by the river, disappeared and was eaten up by hundreds of soldiers' horses.
Looking around, it's empty.
Ouyang Rong lifted up his clothes, rowed across the river, passed the turbulence, and returned to the main tent.
Except for Pei Shisanniang who was waiting at the door, no one was seen in the tent.
"Young Master, please come with me and everyone will have a meal in the forest."
Pei Shisanniang took the way, and Ouyang Rong came to an open-air place in the forest. A stream flowed through it and could cross it in half a step. Small tables were placed on both sides of the stream, with main seats and guest seats.
He looked around and everyone had already taken their seats.
"Tanlang, everyone is waiting for you. Come and sit here."
Li Dalang jumped up and pulled Ouyang Rong into his seat.
He sat down, Li Xian looked around and saw everyone reunited safely. He was as happy as a child.
"Okay, okay, everyone is here, there are quite a few."
The prince was obviously a person with a temperament. Everyone was already familiar with him and laughed.
Li Lian was in high spirits, and he drank several cups in a row, his face flushed, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough.
Wei Mei patted his back and glanced:
"Everyone said to drink less, and after the last drink, I still think that I am like Tanlang, Dalang is just like a young man?"
Li Xian smiled awkwardly.
After Ouyang Rong sat down, he looked at the time of the seat.
Li Xian's family naturally sat in the head seat.
Ouyang Rong was pulled over by Li Dalang and sat between him and Li Buer. Li Dalang enthusiastically poured wine for Ouyang Rong and Li Buer.
Secondly, it is Zhen Shuyuan's guest seat, close to the main seat.
However, the closest person to the master is Rong Zhen. She was standing by Zhen Shuyuan, sandwiched between Zhen Shuyuan and Li Xian and his wife. After all, the female Lord Shi has the identity of a Zhenxian Princess.
The upper head is the side with a more respectable position, and the left hand side is mostly pointed.
Xie Lingjiang sat on Zhen Shuyuan's right hand, which was the lower head, while Ye Weilai sat on Xie Lingjiang's lower head.
In the past, she would sit close to Zhen Shuyuan, but when Xie Lingjiang came, she had to move back.
However, Ye Weilai didn't say anything, and took the initiative to help Xie Lingjiang and Zhen Shuyuan arrange the dishes and chopsticks, and even got up and walked over to set off Rong Zhen.
Looking around from Ouyang Rong's perspective.
Zhen Shuyuan's left side is Rong Zhen, and the junior sister is on the right side.
You don’t need to guess that these are probably seats arranged by Wang Caozhi.
This kid knows exactly who is the sister on the field.
Chapter completed!