Ouyang Rong chuckled and said:

"My father-in-law has a good memory, but I have never had any happy sayings about farewell. The last time I was actually the same, but it was not revealed."

"No, no, no, not just that. What we understand is that people, sometimes the more they go up, the more unhappy they are, because they always need to reduce the burden on their weight. It is difficult to find something that is lost."

When Khufu said this, he seemed sad and raised his head and drank a drink.

Drinking to make people brave, no longer care about it, he said:

"I'm talking a lot. Actually, we want to say that we prefer the open-minded and optimistic Jiangzhou Sima Ouyang Lianghan who saw our family at the ferry at the beginning."

Yi Qianqiu and Miaozhen both turned to look at Ouyang Rong with a calm expression.

Khufu waved his hand and said:

"Governor Ouyang, about you, there are actually many jealous people in the Luoyang government and the palace.

"You said that you did not follow the King of Xunyang to return to Beijing this time, because you are seeking fame and gaining fame. You are deliberately raising hope. Just being a righteous gentleman who is famous all over the world is not enough. You also want to learn from famous scholars from ancient times, raise enough reputation in the Qing Dynasty, and seek to enter the Political Affairs Hall in one last time.

"Even this time, our family will take you back to memorials, and the noise may come back, but our family knows that you really don't want to enter Beijing, and even the position of a senior official in this area is abandoned like a waste. Those bullshit people don't know the hearts of gentlemen."

The young man in Confucian shirt stared at the heroic Hu Fu, was silent for a while, and asked slowly:

"The father-in-law advised the officials a few days ago not to hand over the original memorial."

“It’s different.”

Khufu touched his bearded chin that had never grown before, and said with a cunning smile:

"If you like it, you must always be down-to-earth. Governor Ouyang is a true national scholar and is destined to go up. But we can also see that Governor Ouyang was unhappy when he left.

"This acting governor position is far less than the original position of Sima, Jiangzhou, and you are more liked. This time, the unhappiness of governor Ouyang is probably related to it.

"So, when our family is leaving, we will not ask you if you want to change it again. We are afraid that you will regret it again. It is difficult for our family to go back to work with the prince, godfather and others.

"This memorial is already the most compromise plan. Continuing to take the position of acting governor will not prevent Ouyang from becoming a idle Sima of Jiangzhou and going to recuperate and relaxing."

Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment and suddenly said:

"Mr. Teacher, the junior sister and the others asked their father-in-law to come. It's so accurate to see people."

Hu Fu waved his hand carelessly and said with a smile:

"It would be great if the governor Ouyang could listen. I didn't expect that a vulgar person in our family would be able to listen to the words of a talented man like Ouyang."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and drank wine:

"Eunuch Hu is not an ordinary person either."

Khufu smiled but said nothing.

He did not say that in fact, these words of advice from Ouyang Rong were not only Xie Lingjiang, but also Xie Xun taught him, but also a certain little princess.

A picture flashed through the bearded eunuch's mind. It was the outline silhouette of the little plum blossom-shaped princess behind the curtain tent before she left Beijing that day before she received the order.

After a quiet moment, Ouyang Rong turned his head and told Ye Weilai:

"Follow Eunuch Hu and the others well, and don't be naughty and playful on the road."

Ye Weili lowered her eyebrows and said: "Yes."

Khufu waved his hand:

"Don't worry, governor Ouyang, I will definitely send it to Mrs. Xie safely. We are the team that sends the orders, and it's all the way."

Miaozhen, who had stood quietly behind the crowd for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"I will watch it too, if governor Ouyang could believe me."

Ouyang Rong nodded gently.

Khufu raised his glass solemnly:

"Governor Ouyang, I hope our family can come again next time. It's not a farewell, but you will follow our family."

Ouyang Rong smiled and said, "Then I wish my father-in-law the hope is as good as he wishes."

Yi Qianqiu, who was standing beside him, seemed a little sad, and glared at Yuan Huaimin who was drinking secretly.

The latter hurriedly put down his glass, served a new glass, and signaled to toast her.

"Governor Ouyang, Hu Zhongjun wait, I have something to say to my cousin."

After Yi Qianqiu finished speaking politely, he pulled Yuan Huaimin over, pulled him aside, and went to whisper.

Hufu and others looked at each other.

Ouyang Rong was used to it, so he turned his head and reached out to help Ye Weilai carry the bag.

The little girl shook her head, hugged her bag tightly, staring at Ouyang Rong's face intently, as if she wanted to write down his current appearance seriously.

She reached out and grabbed the hem of Ouyang Rong's green Confucian shirt and said with a distressed heart:

"Danlang is wearing the old ones made by Aqing. The new clothes she sent were placed on the bed. Don't forget Tanlang, put them in new clothes."

"good."

After a while, Yuan Huaimin returned with a sad face, as if he was reluctant to let go of Yi Qianqiu.

In the distance, the river water is soaked with the big Buddha and the bright moon.

Seeing that it was getting late, everyone raised their glasses to drink.

A palace servant came to inform him that the ship was ready.

Khufu sighed:

"It's time to leave."

As he spoke, a melodious music came slowly. When he heard it carefully, it was the sound of the pipa.

The pipa is melodious, and it tends to be mournful, lingering around the ferry.

Hu Fu and others discovered that the young governor suddenly turned his head and looked at the sound of the pipa coming to the west riverside.

It seems to be attracted by the unknown sound of the pipa.

At first, Hu Fu and his group didn't hear the special sound of the pipa, but after listening for a while, they were already sad and parting. The atmosphere became more and more lost by the melodious sound of the pipa.

They also stopped.

Like Ouyang Rong, Yuan Huaimin also turned around and subconsciously spoke:

"Mr. Yu?"

Yuan Huaimin asked Ouyang Rong next to him: "Lianghan, is it Mr. Yu's pipa? You should have a deeper impression of me."

Ouyang Rong didn't answer him and didn't move.

Yuan Huaimin was puzzled and examined the sound of the pipa again.

Kengkengqiangqiangqiang has a bit of Mr. Yu’s flavor.

Ouyang Rong frowned.

I never answered from beginning to end.

Of course, he had a deeper impression than Yuan Huaimin. Although the old musician played a lot of piano, he was happy with the pipa. At that time, Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen often accompanied him to Xunyang Tower to discuss the pipa with the singers and dancers.

Moreover, Ouyang Rong heard more things than Yuan Huaimin.

Not only is the fingering of this pipa like an old musician, but even this pipa song belongs to the old musician.

It’s also a song that Ouyang Rong is extremely familiar with.

The pipa version of the seven-character poem and song! It’s still the part of the Lotus Zhouqu.

Everyone searched left and right, but finally their eyes fell on a docking pleasure boat by the river. Two red lanterns were hung on the eaves, and there were faint figures swaying inside the pleasure boat.

The sound seemed to be coming from it.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and stared at the pleasure boat.

Inside and outside the ferry, the sound of the pipa floats, sometimes shrill and sometimes high.

Everyone who was going to part with him, led by Ouyang Rong, stayed in place and became silent.

It seems to be waiting for Qusan before leaving.

Yuan Huaimin suddenly turned around and walked towards the pleasure boat not far away.

Seeing this, Yi Qianqiu reached out and grabbed his sleeve:

"What are you going to do?"

Yuan Huaimin pulled out his sleeves and whispered to the pleasure boat:

"This tune is Mr. Yu's fingering of the pipa. I remember correctly. Lianghan, have you been looking for Mr. Yu all the time? He may be on it. I'll ask you for help."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Rong took a glass of wine from Thirteen Niang and drank it all in one go.

Put down your wine glass and strode away.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other for a few times and followed tacitly.
Chapter completed!