"Chang Ouyang... Sima, Brother Huang brought wine here by himself. It's not because of his humble position to lure him. You can't drink alcohol in the construction camp. It's a rule you set long ago. I'm humble enough to keep it in mind..."

"But Brother Huang said that he was leaving tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. He wanted to take a final look at the giant Buddha that the brothers had built together these days. I saw that the giant Buddha here was not going to be built anymore, so I couldn't help but drink some... I still hope

Don’t blame Ouyang Sima..."

Ouyang Rong was silent.

After a long time, the light from the fire hit his thin face, and Ouyang Rong shook his head gently:

"Yes, I don't blame you. It's me who should be blamed for some things."

"Master!"

"grown ups!"

Huang Feihong and the old government officer said almost in unison, their faces flushed.

Ouyang Rong patted their shoulders and did not take away the drinks this time. He just walked over and helped Huang Feihong up.

"Let's go, Brother Huang, go back and have a drink and talk about something."

After a while, Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang and Huang Feihong left Xunyang Grottoes together.

The three of them returned to Huang Feihong's home on the outskirts of the city.

It was almost five o'clock at this time, not far from dawn.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Huang Feihong greeted Ouyang Rong and thanked Jiang for sitting down.

"Sir, are you hungry, Miss Xie? There are some noodles in the kitchen."

"Then you're welcome."

Huang Feihong immediately turned around and went to the kitchen to serve some noodles.

After Huang Xuan left, he learned to cook by himself. He was a rough-and-tumble character, and he was also diligent.

Ouyang Rong stood up and walked to the kitchen, as if to help.

Xie Lingjiang was about to follow, but was pushed back to the stone bench in the courtyard by a big hand.

She turned her head and glanced at the steady palm on her shoulder, then looked at her senior brother's calm expression, then took off her sword, held it across her knees, and waited in tacit understanding in the courtyard.

Not long after, in the kitchen.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and asked while helping to wash the vegetables:

"Brother Huang said he is leaving in the next two days. Where is he going?"

"Xiaoxuan's senior brother, Yuan Yazi, wrote a letter the day before yesterday, saying that he asked me to go to Gezao Mountain to accompany Xiaoxuan, and that I could live in a property of the Shangqing Sect at the foot of the mountain.

"I was thinking that the Xunyang Grottoes have stopped. I heard that your master is also valued by Marshal Qin on the front line. He sent someone to invite you there, saying that you will serve as a promising new official. I have nothing to do in Xunyang City.

It's better to go to Gezao Mountain to find some new livelihood, and be closer to Xiaoxuan and keep her company by your side."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and nodded:

"Brother Huang, please be safe."

He turned around and prepared to fetch water from the well outside.

Huang Feihong shouted out of curiosity:

"Didn't the young master say that something happened?"

"Gone."

"Wait a minute." Huang Feihong suddenly said: "Why did the young master come back from the front line? Didn't he go to become a high official?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head and said nothing, preparing to go out to fetch water.

But Huang Feihong ran over, stopped at the door, looked directly into his eyes, and asked in a low voice:

"Young Master...won't you go to the front line?"

Ouyang Rong still didn't speak.

Huang Feihong took a deep breath and asked, "Master, please don't hide anything. What are you doing when you come back?"

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes for a long time, confused:

"Do what needs to be done."

Huang Feihong said categorically: "I'm going too."

"No. I don't need you either."

"Then why did the young master come to see me tonight?"

Ouyang Rong was speechless.

Huang Feihong suddenly said:

"I actually don't want to leave at all."

Ouyang Rong turned his head and stared at the man's bearded face with a firm mouth.

I don’t know how much time passed.

"Xiaoxuan must nod."

The bearded man grinned.

…

The night is quiet.

Xie Lingjiang, who was waiting in the courtyard, turned around from time to time and glanced at the closed wooden door of the kitchen.

A portrait of the door god is vaguely visible on the wooden door.

Along with the white fish belly rising in the sky, the first ray of light at dawn pierced the darkness. The whole world became a little brighter, and the tall and majestic portrait of a certain Qin Duke Hu on the wooden door became clearer...

Early in the morning.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang entered Xunyang City through the west gate.

Ouyang Rong raised his head and looked at the red bricks of the ancient city gate, his expression a little fascinated.

Less than half a year ago, he beheaded Zhu Lingxu here and successfully completed the eighth-level ritual. However, due to the lack of a sword formula, he was stuck on the threshold of the eighth-level promotion to the seventh-level, and his cultivation level has been delayed.

Returning to Xunyang, Xie Lingjiang returned to Xunyang Palace first.

Ouyang Rong did not return to the Huaiye Lane residence, but went directly to the Jiangzhou lobby to report for duty as usual.

Within one day, the news that Ouyang Lianghan, who was highly valued by the Qin Marshal, returned from the Hongzhou front line and continued to serve as Jiangzhou Sima, quickly spread throughout Jiangzhou officialdom, causing a lot of speculation.

The news naturally spread to a certain governor's office, and a certain governor surnamed Wang also hurriedly convened people to discuss...

While many people in Xunyang City were shocked and discussing, what no one knew was that the figure of Huang Feihong, who was originally preparing to pack his things and go on a long trip, appeared at Xunyang Ferry in the afternoon.

Instead of boarding a ship for a long journey, he lined up in a long queue.

Sign up to join the labor queue for the Xingzifang statue.

The queue was extremely long, and the bearded man was inconspicuous among them.

He pressed a felt hat that Mr. Ouyang had left at dawn, and waited quietly, very patiently.

However, because he had been moving goods in Xunyangdu for many years and was very loyal, someone in the chaotic team gradually recognized him and greeted him cordially, not forgetting to laugh, scold and spank:

"Old Huang, I've finally discovered it. You went to where you were, and now you're here to cause trouble again. Go, go, don't let me have no place to make money."

Huang Feihong grinned.

"Medium."
Chapter completed!