, I forgot who said it, tsk tsk, this is really the first time I’ve seen this fairy girl after living so long.”

Ouyang Rong nodded: "I hope there won't be a second time in the future."

"Who knows, wait until you curse me, right?" Miao Si muttered nonchalantly.

Ouyang Rong, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly said:

"When I take you to Luoyang or Chang'an from now on, I will naturally take you to see the prosperous times."

"How do you know there will be a prosperous age in the future?"

Ouyang Rong was silent. He couldn't say it directly. According to the current development trajectory, which seemed familiar, and referring to a certain period of familiar history in his previous life, after sorting out the series of political chaos caused by the tyranny of Wei Zhou's heroine, it is very likely that we will face a crisis.

Come to a prosperous age comparable to Kaiyuan?

Besides, was everything peaceful in the prosperous Kaiyuan era?

If he were still in the early days of Dragon City's awakening, Ouyang Rong might have been extremely excited when facing the prosperous age that was about to happen soon.

But now after experiencing the Dragon City incident...

There are also crises in the prosperous times. This is not caused by the stupidity or ambition of one or two people, but the ills of the entire empire, and the root cause has even been laid early in the current Wei Zhou Dynasty.

The handsome young man was sleeping on the bed with his eyes closed. He didn't know when he got up, opened his eyes, and stared at the curtains on the ceiling.

"Some people believe because they see it, and some people see it because they believe." He said softly.

Miao Si curiously asked: "Ouyang Rong, do you believe there will be a prosperous age in the future?"

"Well, it's like you believe the sun basks in your butt."

"..."

Shao Qing, Miao Sibu said:

"But after I believed it, you took me into a trap and I was thrown into a trap."

In the darkness, Ouyang Rong whispered:

"Who knows, after believing it, I will fall into the trap, and who can say for sure what will happen in the future."

"You'd better say the sun is shining on your butt."

"hope so."

Ouyang Rong grinned.

Miao Si held his ear and was in a daze for a while, then turned to his ear hole and said:

"In the future, when you are outside, try not to recite poems and show off your literary style."

"Why?"

"Last time in Xiaoxuan's yard, you wrote so many wonderful poems on the red leaves. It was enjoyable, but it was too arrogant and elegant. Be careful next time you will be caught by that money-faced fairy.

"By the way, there are also those Wuyue female nuns. Well, how come we can meet them in any era? Which generation of Yue Chuzi are we now? Last time I woke up, the Yue virgins of that generation were famous for their sword-handled swords.

All the leading Confucian sages in the world have been slaughtered. Hehe, let’s see if those Confucian scholars still dare to say that only women and villains are difficult to raise.”

Ouyang Rong turned around:

"It's not a problem to hide it all the time. Just like the poem that was exposed under the oil-paper umbrella last time, luckily you saw it and helped to cover it up... You are an ink master, and you are naturally close to literature. Is there any way you can help me cover it up on weekdays?"

"It's the female fairy of Mo."

"Okay, little fairy Mo."

Miao Si pointed her finger at her lips: "Well, it's difficult to cover up, but it can be transferred."

"Transfer, what do you mean?"

"Just transfer it to someone else, pretending to be someone else's style, so that Si Tianjian's people can't find you..."

"I don't understand it very well, but it's okay. Then I'll have Lady Lao Nuxian to help take care of it."

"No, if you are my ninety-ninth glorious follower, I will not treat you badly."

Miao Si patted her chest, her tone was a little proud, and then she said seriously:

"But don't lie to me about sunbathing your butt next time."

"The deal...wait a minute, it's the 99th place? Then you can be considered a professional."

"I reported it casually."

Ouyang Rong smiled, and then, as if he remembered something, he asked again:

"By the way, you commented last time that except for a poor official who lives in a temple, the rest of the people in Xunyang City are not very literary. Who is this poor official?"

"It seems that he is from Chang'an. He came here after being demoted. His name is Yuan or something. I forgot. He is quite knowledgeable and likes writing, so I can sense his literary spirit. He is very familiar with it. By the way, last time

To give him face, I stole a few ink sticks from him."

"Okay, I'll thank you on his behalf."

"What, you know him?"

Ouyang Rong said calmly: "I guess we know each other."

"What does it mean to calculate? Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that you are from Jiangzhou. You must be a high-ranking official. Well, wouldn't that mean you can buy me Hanlei ink tablets every day?"

"No, I am an upright official and my salary is not enough. You should go and live with Yuan Huaimin. He is very wealthy and will not deduct his salary for being late without blinking an eye. I will show you the way tomorrow. You can visit often."

Miaosi looked suspicious:

"Integrity officials? Aren't all officials the same? Aren't they all from the gentry family? What kind of history do you have in Jiangzhou? It's not small at all.

I don’t believe it has anything to do with it.”

Ouyang Rong's stern face:

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not, I didn't.

"We are now in the Zhou Dynasty, and the person who became an official in the imperial examination is a poor scholar.

"It's different, well, you can understand it this way, an upright official is a poor official."

Miao Si patted his ear:

"Poor scholar? Still a poor official? If you don't hurry up and make money, I thought you have a lot of wealth and thousands of acres of fertile land so you have free time to pray for the people.

"You are just a poor guy. If you are poor, you will have nothing to lose. Huh, if you continue to be poor like this, you will lose me. I don't accept poor followers."

"..."

"Wait a minute, you are from a poor family and you can still hook up with the daughter of the Xie family in Chen County? Could it be that the Xie family has become a poor family now? That's not right. I think that little lady Xie is not lacking in nutrition at all."

Ouyang Rong turned around: "Hook up? I'll give you another chance to reorganize your language."

Miao Si suddenly became serious and raised his finger to the south to refute: "The talented man and the beautiful woman are a perfect match, how can it be your little Xie's turn to object!"

Ouyang Rong nodded, covered the little Mo Jing on the pillow with a quilt, and said:

"It's not like our mouths can't spit out ivory."

"Oh, look at it this way, it's so chaotic. This world is different from before. It's so annoying."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and shouted:

"Master Fairy, times have changed."
Chapter completed!