The sound of cicadas weave a net between the locust leaves, storing the heat of summer like a gossip.

The summer is warm and slow.

On the threshold in front of the lobby, Ouyang Rong touched the pipa on his knees.

It was a bit hot when I was exposed to the sun, and I didn't bounce it a few times.

The quiet courtyard was empty for a long time. Recently, a black cat came and visited him from time to time. I don’t know which family lost it.

The black cat should have regarded this quiet yard as its territory. When they first met, it was walking elegant cat steps on the wall.

The brown eyes, which were slightly green in color, were vigilantly reflecting Ouyang Rong who came with the pipa today.

I don’t know if it was because the young man in Confucian shirt, who was like an "uninvited guest", was gentle and kind-hearted, or if the whole pipa he played just now was a little trapped.

The black cat lazily lay on the east wall behind the swing, with his eyes drooping, and he did not enter the yard, but he was not afraid of people.

It is separated from Ouyang Rong, who is sitting on the threshold to the west, and is a yard.

Before Yan Liulang came, he got along with each other with a cat.

"The person from the Ming Mansion, Luoyang came from the middle envoy of Hu Fu. In addition, after hearing his whisper, he also brought Miss Xie's letter."

Yan Liulang had a loud voice.

A black cat hit a tons of people on the wall, and a string of plum blossom marks were burned when the blue tiles were foggy.

Yan Liulang didn't care about this little wild cat, and looked at Ouyang Rong with anticipation:

"I'm waiting for the Ming Mansion these days. Is it just Hu Zhong's envoy who knows that Luoyang will send someone?"

Ouyang Rong did not answer, just asked:

"Where is the Hu Zhong sent someone?"

"In the lobby of Jiangzhou, Yuan Changshi is hosting. Mingfu, this time Hu Zhongshi came, it should be good news. Seeing that he was happy, his colleagues in the office were very excited and happy for you. It seems that there is no punishment for the last time when the Shuangfeng Pine was in trouble."

Ouyang Rong patted his butt and stood up, held the pipa, passed by Yan Liulang, and walked out of the yard.

"Let's go, go back to Jiangzhou lobby."

"Yes, Mingfu."

Yan Liulang was about to turn around and follow.

"Longling Yilongling—"

The young man in Confucian shirt walking in front of him turned around and looked back at the courtyard.

Yan Liulang was stunned and immediately realized that it was a special and familiar sound.

However, when the two looked back, they found an ice-white jade hairpin lying on the stone table. The black cat who had just escaped returned again. It seemed that he saw Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang left and prepared to move in again. He was jumping onto the table and brushing the ice-white jade hairpin randomly with his claws.

"Go and go, stay there."

Yan Liulang noticed that the lacquer eyes in the Ming Mansion behind him were slightly dim, and immediately stepped forward to drive away the black cat.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand:

"It's okay, let it live, it's more lively."

He walked away silently, took away the Ice White Jade Hairpin, and turned around and left.

Yan Liulang glanced at Ouyang Rong's back and followed honestly.

The two left the quiet courtyard together and boarded the carriage.

On the way, Yan Liulang tried to find a topic, and the atmosphere was lively:

"Mingfu, why didn't you see the big white fish?"

Ouyang Rong had already taken off the wooden hairpin on his head and inserted the ice-white jade hairpin left by his mother into his hair to fix the Confucian crown.

He looked down at a compass, which was hung around his waist and worn with the academy jade pendant that Xie Lingjiang gave him.

Hearing this moment, he put down his compass and smiled and said:

"The black cat is here, so I'll let it go a little further. Don't show up. It should still be wandering in Xingzi Lake now. There are few people at night.

Will be back."

Yan Liulang subconsciously said:

"Are you afraid that it will float in the air and scare the black cats and pedestrians?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head seriously:

"No, I'm afraid it's scared."

Yan Liulang was speechless.

Ouyang Rong did not lie. Although the white sturgeon was magical, he was a little cowardly. He was afraid of seeing strangers on weekdays, so he just liked to follow him.

Ouyang Rong can understand its nature.

It's said it's elusive.

But sometimes there are many people around it, so it hides and appears again when there is no one at night.

A cowardly one.

If it weren't for the occasional encounter with Yi Qianqiu and other defeated soldiers in the battle between the Shuangfengshangs, Ouyang Rong would have almost forgotten that the myth of the White Dragon, the culprit, was the white sturgeon.

It's too embarrassing to the dragon.

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

"By the way, is there any news about Taoist Zhang?"

"not yet."

Ouyang Rong touched the vague reactionary compass and muttered: "It should be soon."

Yan Liulang drove the carriage back to Jiangzhou lobby. On the way, he saw Mingfu looking at the compass in a daze and sighed softly.

"Don't worry, the Longhu Mountain behind Master Zhang is amazing. Maybe tomorrow will bring news about Yunmeng Jianze.

"Uh-huh."

Half an hour later, I returned to the Jiangzhou lobby.

Ouyang Rong was about to go to the main hall to meet Hu Fu.

Halfway through, I suddenly turned around.

I saw a young Taoist priest at the door, standing tall, as if he was coming in dust and was stopped outside by the yamen runners.

"Master Zhang."

"Governor Ouyang."

Zhang Shixiu had no choice but to say to the left and right yamen runners:

"I just say I'll know you governor."

Ouyang Rong did not go to the main hall for the time being, so he immediately took Zhang Shixiu to the side hall for incense, and inside the main hall.

Yi Qianqiu was with Yuan Huaimin as relieved, staying with Hu Fu.

"Hu Zhong Envoy, what do you say in Luoyang?"

Hufu smiled without saying a word and put down the teacup:

"Wait for the governor Ouyang to come."

Yi Qianqiu had no choice but to temporarily hold back.

She looked at Yan Liulang standing at the door and was a little surprised, why didn't Ouyang Rong come yet?

At this moment, Ouyang Rong appeared on the corridor.

"Governor Ouyang, you're here. Our family misses you so much."

I saw that Hu Fu, who was originally calm and relaxed to drink tea, stood up "swoosh" and reacted faster than Yi Qianqiu next to him. He rushed out, came to Ouyang Rong, and immediately grabbed his hand.

Yi Qianqiu and Yuan Huaimin were stunned.

Ouyang Rong, who seemed to have never expected that Hu Fu would be so stingy. He was lowering his head and thinking about something, also stopped.

However, he reacted quickly, avoiding Khufu's hand and only letting the latter grab his cuff.

But it still makes people feel weird.

Although Ouyang Rong knew that this kind of hand-holding ceremony was very popular in the capital Luoyang of the gods, I didn’t know where it came from.

Generally, when you have a good relationship with your teacher or are close to your teacher, you will hold your hands or grab your sleeves when you are excited and happy to show your concern and closeness.

But Ouyang Rong still couldn't stand it.

"Hu Zhongshi has been waiting for a long time."

"Let's wait soon, but was the governor Ouyang busy with something urgent? Our family has seen Captain Yan, who is looking for you, has returned."

Ouyang Rong nodded, feeling a little embarrassed:
To be continued...