Hidden in a private flower hall among gardens.

There is a family gathering where something is not going right.

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

Su Guo'er looked at the eldest son of the Su family named Su Fu and asked directly.

Su Fu was silent for a while and just shook his head.

Su Xian, who was sitting in the main seat, just put down the scroll in his hand, picked it up again, opened it, and looked down at it.

The master of the Su family couldn't put it down, and said with emotion to his wife, daughter and eldest son:

"Ouyang Lianghan's writing is smooth and easy to understand, but it is not dull. Instead, it has an undeniable and eye-catching momentum. It is completely different from the gorgeous parallel prose that is popular among scholars at the moment. It stands out from the crowd."

He stroked his beard: "Every time I read it, I feel like drinking cold ice in summer or cooking rice wine in winter. It makes me feel happy and dripping, and my whole body is clear."

Su Guoer turned around and commented:

"Of course, the momentum is impressive. The whole article is logically rigorous, well-founded, and as powerful as a galloping horse. It is completed in one go. The person who wrote this article must be a person who is extremely confident in his own knowledge, otherwise he would not be able to pour out this momentum."

Su Xian pondered and nodded: "Shan, observing literature is like observing people. Although I have never seen him before, I only know the true good man today."

Wei Mei looked away from the calligraphy that looked like a dragon, nodded and said:

"That's why there is neither high nor low, neither long nor young. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists... I like this sentence."

After a pause, she turned to Su Xian and said:

"It would be great if I could be hired as a teacher in Juxian Garden, be Da Lang's guest, and give advice. I would be a good teacher and friend, and happen to be someone of the same age, full of energy.

"It's better than letting Da Lang face an eighty-year-old scholar all day long, and the atmosphere is gloomy. I have mentioned this to you before, but I have delayed it until now..."

"Mom..." Su Dalang couldn't help but call out when he heard his mother commenting on the teacher who was still on the sickbed.

Wei Mei ignored him and just glanced sideways at Su Xian.

The latter sneered.

Seeing his parents and A-mei pause in their conversation, Su Fu hesitated and interrupted:

"But Lianghan said that this was a gift from a senior when he was studying in the past. He said that he just polished it a little and gave it to me..."

Su Fu paused mid-sentence, and saw Su Guo'er, Su Xian, and Wei Mei in front of him with strange eyes, casting half-smiling glances at him who seemed innocent.

"All right……"

Su Fu shut up, thinking that it was Brother Lianghan's humble words. Even a fool could see this.

At this time.

Su Guoer suddenly asked:

"Brother, you don't want Ouyang Lianghan to know about our affairs, and you don't want him to be your staff?"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Su Fu started to speak but stopped.

Su Xian asked kindly:

"Does Dalang think Ouyang Lianghan is not suitable? Or...if you have other different opinions, you can talk to us."

Su Fu lowered his head and said:

"Brother Lianghan is a very good friend...I don't want to hurt him.

"Even if he doesn't gamble, with his ability, he still has a bright and bright future. Why bother to get on our small boat that may capsize at any time, and risk his life...

"I feel very guilty for the teacher... If I let Brother Lianghan again..."

Su Fu paused in speaking and shook his head alone.

"Dalang!" Wei Mei frowned and shouted, "Think about it carefully, are you saying such depressing words to your ancestors?"

Su Xian looked sad and sighed lightly without criticizing.

Su Guo'er lowered her eyes and said nothing. Under the hem of her blue skirt, a foot wearing a pink embroidered shoe was arched and silently hooked the foot of the empty embroidery stool. She shook the embroidery stool gently, not knowing what she was thinking.

Su Fu mustered up his courage and said:

"Mom, Amei, you guys, think about it, why is it that Miss Xie has such a close relationship with Brother Lianghan, but she didn't tell him about our family's affairs, nor did she bring Brother Lianghan in?

"I think this can already explain a lot of things... Miss Xie also thinks that doing this may not be a good thing for Brother Lianghan."

Su Xian, Wei Mei and Su Guo'er couldn't help but look at the kind and kind young man in front of them, and listened silently.

There was no expression for a while.

The atmosphere was not silent for long.

Su Guo'er nodded gently towards Su Fu and said in a nonchalant tone:

"That's okay."

In fact, she also felt that this was just the icing on the cake and unnecessary.

At the moment, Su Guoer's main focus is on the affairs of Donglin Temple.

In the flower hall, the plum blossom makeup girl with a rather indifferent expression on her pretty face retracted her legs, stabilized the embroidery stool, and stood up.

Before turning around and leaving, leave this sentence:

"Since Brother has made a decision, it's good to listen to Brother. Now Brother has his own opinion."

Seeing that the most important sister also expressed her stance, Su Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

Sometimes in this family, my sister speaks more effectively than my father and mother.

Su Fu thought for a while and said to Su Guoer's leaving figure:

"But I will try to invite Brother Lianghan to come to my house to attend my birthday party. It would be nice to make it more lively."

"up to you."

Su Guo'er waved her hands with a somewhat indifferent tone, and disappeared at the door of the flower hall.

…

The next day, in the evening.

The heavy rain that fell all day seemed to have come to an end, and there were only light raindrops in the night.

Ouyang Rong put down his oil-paper umbrella outside the yard, pointed it at the wall, shook it left and right, leaned the umbrella against the wall, and stepped through the door.

He carried some more fruit and came to "visit" Mr. Yuan, but he still did not enter the back room and stopped in the front hall.

"Brother Lianghan, you are here!"

After taking the medicine, Su Fu hurried to the front hall to greet him and wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes.

"Here."

Ouyang Rong sat at the table, staring at Xiaoyu outside the door, chewing something with his cheeks puffed out, and handed the basket to Su Fu, who took it and looked at it:

"This is……"

Ouyang Rong spit out the grape skin, caught it with his scooping hand, and nodded slightly:

"Wei Lai and I have harvested all the fruits grown in Merlu Garden. There are only some grapes left. They are gone now. They are all in the basket. You can get some for your teacher, and I will send the rest to my junior sister later.

Go, she also likes eating grapes..."

Ouyang Rong seemed to be chatting about everyday things, muttering.

Su Dalang took the basket and couldn't help but take another look at Ouyang Rong's side face, who was looking at the rainy scene outside the door.

He pursed his lips and said:

"Teacher is actually almost fine now, but...Brother Lianghan, you really don't want to go in and take a look? You come here every day."

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"No, I'm afraid he'll faint from anger again. I went back and thought about it recently. In fact, there was nothing to argue about last time..." After a pause, he couldn't help but muttered: "Maybe it's the old behavior that started to sprout. It's all because of the previous quarrel.

Typing too much on the keyboard..."

When it came to the last few words of the next sentence, Ouyang Rong's voice became smaller and smaller, and Su Fu couldn't hear clearly for a while:

"Ah, what did Brother Lianghan say? What did you knock too much?"

"It's okay." Ouyang Rong propped his left elbow on the table, took the grape skin with his right hand, turned his head and smiled.

In the back room, an old man lying on the bed with his eyes closed but his ears pricked up heard the vague words coming from in front of him. He couldn't help but blush, and his nose seemed to make a light "hum".

In the front hall, Su Dalang sat down with Ouyang Rong, turned around and asked:

"What is Brother Lianghan busy with recently? Or are you keeping an eye on the Liu family?"

When Ouyang Rong heard this, his face became a little more serious, he shook his head and said:

"Junior sister is keeping an eye on the case left by Liu Ziwen, and so is the Liu family. I have been tracking the water level in Yunmengze upstream these past few days, and what I have recorded is somewhat ominous."

"Oh? What do you mean?"
To be continued...