"Why does the county magistrate keep sighing? Is it because he is dissatisfied with the Ming Dynasty? Just say so."

"How can a lower official be dissatisfied with the Ming government? It's mainly because of today's matters... eh."

Diao Xian Cheng frowned and couldn't help but said: "Why didn't the Ming Palace retain the female envoy? The banquet for the lower officials was prepared. The Ming Palace asked them to stay for a meal, rest in Longcheng for a few days, and travel in the mountains.

The water is also excellent…”

Ouyang Rong looked at the dark dots on the river in the distance that were getting smaller and smaller, but did not speak.

In the afternoon, at the entrance of Su's mansion, after a skilled old palace painter finished tracing Su Guo'er's portrait without makeup, Miaozhen took the painter and the maids and left without saying a word.

Just get on the boat and leave without stopping.

I don't know if it was because of Ouyang Rong's intervention, but Miaozhen's face didn't look very good.

In the end, after boarding the bow deck, he turned slightly, with drooping eyes, looked at Ouyang Rong on the pier below, and said: "I'll see you later, Magistrate Ouyang."

What a "see you later".

At that time, Ouyang Rong just stood there, slightly bent at the waist, bowed his hands and saluted, but said nothing in reply.

Then he kept watching quietly as the official ship left the dock.

At this moment, Yan Liulang looked sideways and said:

"Master Diao, haven't you seen it yet? This sixth-grade female official is businesslike and merciless. It's no use even eating and giving gifts. Master Diao, stop playing with these bells and whistles. It will make others look down on the Ming Palace and us."

"It's better to look down upon than to offend. At worst, we'll be treated like fools. They say that the prime minister is a seventh-grade official, not to mention that this is a sixth-grade female official in front of His Majesty. I don't know how many extra grades I have to add. What should I do now?

That’s good.”

Diao County Magistrate looked worried, and muttered dejectedly:

"For the sake of the deposed King Xunyang's family, we ended up offending the Luoyang envoys. I don't know what they will say about us in front of the Holy Master..."

As if he had completely confirmed that the official ship had entered the river and left, and would never come back, Ouyang Rong, who was squinting, nodded slightly, turned his face, and looked at the deadwood-like wrinkles on Diao Xian Cheng's dark face, full of past difficulties.

Living at the grassroots level of bureaucracy, I have wasted years and years of vicissitudes.

"Master Diao."

Ouyang Ronghu said.

"The official is here."

Ouyang Rong sighed slightly:

"It's not completely unreasonable for Mr. Diao to still be the county magistrate here after all these years."

Diao County Cheng:......

Well, you are noble and great.

Unaware of Ouyang Rong's intentions, the Queen of Diao County almost broke her molars and looked at the young county magistrate who was born as a Jinshi and started out as a seventh-grade magistrate in a decentralized area with tears in his eyes.

He couldn't help but choke up a little, and felt sad for a moment... Well, it's okay if you don't do this as an eighth-grade official!

Ouyang Rong gently patted the old county magistrate's skinny shoulder, took the lead and left, leaving behind:

"Let's go, it's okay. Let's go back to our homes. We will be on duty as usual tomorrow. As for the Su Mansion on Luming Street...just pretend you didn't see it. It's just a commoner. You don't need any special treatment."

Everyone in the county government who gathered around the pier looked at each other, reluctantly obeyed the order, and filed away.

Yan Liulang quickly caught up with Ouyang Rong and followed him, slowing down step by step, holding his sword in his arms, and sighed:

"I really didn't expect that Dalang's family turned out to be the family of the former King Xunyang who was demoted to common people. Doesn't that mean that Dalang has the blood of Emperor Taizong Wen?

"My dear, my sixth son actually went whoring and drank with Emperor Taizong Wen's great-grandson! This encounter is enough to brag to my grandson."

Yan Liulang raised his head and looked at the moon, thought hard for a moment, and pondered:

"Mingfu, by the way, I still call him Dalang. Isn't it a bit too much?"

Ouyang Rong, who was walking in front, nodded: "Six."

Just one word passed back behind me.

"Ah? I'm here."

Yan Liulang was stunned and stepped forward to report:

"What did Mingfu ask me to do? What are your instructions?"

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

Not long after, Yan Liulang, who was muttering around Ouyang Rong, was driven back to the official residence. Last time, it seemed that the strange purple mist in Ouyang Rong's merit tower had erased the mark on the mirage mask.

Xian Na's vomiting of old blood seemed to be a bit serious, and he is still in coma, and his breath is as thin as a thread.

On the night road back to Meiluyuan alone, Ouyang Rong stopped from time to time and glanced at the brightly lit Su Mansion in the distance.

The things that happened today were indeed beyond his expectation.

The identity of Su Dalang and Su Xiaomei's family was exposed, which made Ouyang Rong a little confused under the dark lamp. After realizing it later, he suddenly realized.

He began to understand the subtle abnormalities displayed by his junior sister, mentor Xie Xun, and the Su family.

Ouyang Rong was very suspicious that when the junior sister followed her mentor Xie Xun to Longcheng County to worship Buddha, and finally stayed to assist him, it was actually mainly to protect the Su family.

After thinking about this, he became a little silent.

But there was no intention of blaming the younger junior sister. After all, she had just arrived at that time and the senior brother and sister were not very familiar with each other yet.

As for why he didn't say anything after getting acquainted with her... Ouyang Rong thought about it in hindsight and found that the junior sister had actually hinted at it all along, but he had ignored it.

As soon as Ouyang Rong arrived at the entrance of Meiluyuan, he met two familiar figures guarding the door.

It's Li Xian and Su Dalang.

"Liang Han!", "Liang Han's wise nephew..."

Seeing him, the father and son were immediately overjoyed and sincerely invited Ouyang Rong to the Su Mansion for dinner, as usual. In addition, Weber's mother was cooking today.

But Ouyang Rong silently took out his arm, looked calm, and shook his head.

Li Xian and Su Dalang immediately looked at each other.

Ouyang Rong said goodbye politely and walked into Meiluyuan.

Seeing the completely different figures of Ouyang Rong and Wong Wu when they stepped forward to help, Lijia's father and son frowned and sighed...

Turning his head and looking at the closed door, Ouyang Rong shook his head slightly and muttered something.

Not long after, he returned to the Meilin Courtyard, pushed open the door and entered under the setting sun.

In an instant, Ouyang Rong paused and stopped where he was.

There was movement in the study room.

Ye Weilai is not here.

He frowned slightly, turned around and saw a vague figure of a pink beauty in the study.

She was tiptoeing through books in front of Ouyang Rong's bookshelf.

It's Su Guo'er, the younger sister of the Su family.

No, it's time to ask her to leave, or...

your Highness?
Chapter completed!