"That's right. Well, with Mustache like this, he must have been forced to do nothing.

"I think back then, the old slave left Luoyang with the prince and wandered to this remote Jiangzhou. Mustache lost his backer and had no support. In the palace, he could only take a new path...

"In the end, he was not liquidated by the Wei family or plotted by his colleagues. He is lucky enough to have made it this far. Naturally, he has some ways of survival, and it is difficult for this old slave to criticize him harshly.

"After all, competition in the palace is fierce. You have to find your own position, otherwise you will be brutally replaced... It's difficult."

Ouyang Rong and Li Guo'er looked at each other.

Li Guo'er looked away and said nothing. Ouyang Rong nodded seriously:

"I understand, I don't mean to look down upon you."

Shun Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

Ouyang Rongduo glanced at the haggard, white-haired old eunuch.

Speaking of which, this Uncle Shun is indeed not a simple man. If he had not left Luoyang with King Xunyang's family, he would now be a highly respected eunuch in the palace, and even be in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that Li Xian was the last prince appointed by Emperor Gaozong of the Qian Dynasty. According to the custom of godfather and son in the palace, Uncle Shun was able to become Li Xian's personal eunuch. His godfather was probably Emperor Gaozong of Qian Dynasty.

During the reign of Emperor Taizong, he was a high-ranking official who was on par with Si Tianjian and Jianzheng...

It is inherited from the same line, Shun Bo's connections are naturally deep, and his godson Khufu is now a favorite of the empress...

Khufu treated him respectfully. In addition to remembering the past and knowing his gratitude, it was impossible to say that he had any intention of inheriting the mantle and claiming to be orthodox.

Obviously, Shunbo was also quite satisfied with Khufu.

And these years, wandering around with the deposed prince Li Xian's family has truly proved his loyalty...

Not long after, this low-luxury carriage arrived at the Huaiye Lane residence and put Uncle Shun down first.

There is a curfew in Xunyang City, and it is not possible to walk openly between houses at night.

Listening to Zhuxuan in Xunyangfang, leaving Bao'er, Uncle Shun cannot return, so Uncle Shun will temporarily stay at Ouyang Rong's place tonight.

As for Li Guo'er, he has a private house in Xunyangfang. In the past, he would stay there when he returned late from attending poetry collection receptions.

After Shunbo got off the bus, the luxury carriage continued to move forward.

Ouyang Rong did not get out of the car and personally took Li Guo'er back to his private home.

Inside the carriage, there were no lights on, and Ouyang Rong and Li Guo'er sat facing each other.

One opened the car curtain and looked at the starry sky outside.

One person's eyes were lowered, as if he was lost in thought.

The sporadic lights outside shone into the car, occasionally passing over the faces of Ouyang Rong and Li Guo'er, their expressions unclear.

"Thank you for your hard work tonight."

"polite."

Li Baoer put down the car curtain, turned around and said again:

"Grandma must be dissatisfied with the postponement, and the two kings of the Wei family are fanning the flames... Be careful, Khufu and that Xia Guan Lingtai Lang, deal with them, and nothing will go wrong at the Shuangfengjian Grottoes.

."

"Understood." Ouyang Rong listened carefully.

"Forget it, you must know better than me what to do. After all, it is your career. Sister Xie will also remind you that I am worrying too much and talking too much."

She tilted her head and said.

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "No. Thank you very much."

At this time, the carriage stopped in front of a private house.

"Here we go, let's go."

Li Bao'er stood up lightly.

Before getting out of the car, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Ouyang Rong's face through the dim light coming from outside.

"Looking at it from this angle, he is indeed quite suitable for a face-to-face appearance. He is handsome but not pretty, and has a heroic spirit." She muttered.

Not from other angles?

Ouyang Rong wanted to ask this question.

He said unhappily:

"What are you looking at? Are you really choosing a concubine for your grandmother?"

"Just say that you are not moved, and you will reach the sky in one step, and your career will skyrocket."

"I thank you."

Ouyang Rong nodded.

Li Bao'er chuckled lightly and didn't say anything more.

She jumped out of the carriage neatly, wearing a pearl and pear flower tasseled hat on her head, and walked into the house with her hands behind her back...

The next day, early in the morning.

Ouyang Rong carried a newly made oil-paper umbrella to the Jiangzhou lobby.

During the break, I used my love umbrella to coax some of the younger junior sisters.

Then, he honestly asked her for instructions and went to the Supervisory Yuan on time on the second day of the new year to find Rong Zhen to report the new news.

Xie Lingjiang was noncommittal, played with the oil-paper umbrella, and then said:

"Where's the sachet I gave you during the Winter Clothes Festival?"

"on the car."

"Put it on, don't take it off."

"good."

Ouyang Rong nodded honestly.

Xie Lingjiang snorted, turned around, picked up the umbrella, took his arm, and silently sent him out.

"Since Empress Wei and the court's attitude this time, she also has a share of the credit, then I can express my gratitude openly without any need to hide it. We are not ungrateful and disrespectful people."

She warned on the way.

"good."

Ouyang Rong nodded and couldn't help but glance at the junior sister.

"What are you staring at? Did you hear what I said to you?" Xie Lingjiang wrinkled his little nose.

"heard it."

Ouyang Rong nodded and said with a smile: "It's so cute."

"What?" she asked.

"Let me tell you, my little junior sister is so cute. She has a sharp tongue and a soft heart. Even if she is jealous, she is still very sensible."

"...?"

Ouyang Rong hurried away before Xie Lingjiang jumped on the carriage and beat him up.

In the car, he closed his eyes and sighed.

After listening to the conversation between Zhuxuan and Khufu last night, Ouyang Rong also recounted it truthfully to Xie Lingjiang this morning.

Therefore, Xie Lingjiang did not object too much to maintaining contact with Rong Zhen.

"Junior sister is still reasonable." He muttered.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the Overwatch Council.

Ouyang Rong habitually opened the car curtain and took a look at the busy street outside.

"Wait, stop."

From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught sight of a familiar figure.

Ali stopped the carriage in a hurry.

Ouyang Rong jumped out of the car and went straight to a roadside breakfast stall not far from the procuratorate.

He walked to the empty seat opposite a certain fat young man and sat down, turning his head and saying hello skillfully:

"Boss, here is another bowl of spicy soup and two pieces of sesame oil cakes."

"Hello, sir!"

Lin Cheng, who was engrossed in eating noodles, rolled his eyes slightly upward.

Under his gaze, Ouyang Rong turned around and smiled, showing two rows of white teeth:

"Brother Lin also likes the breakfast here? What a coincidence, I do too. Look, this kind of fate... I'll wait until Brother Lin pays for it."

"..."
Chapter completed!