Xunyang Ferry in late autumn is still very lively.

Early in the morning, police officers from Jiangzhou Hall came to clear the area and freed up a dock. Yan Wuxie, a member of the judicial army, led the police officers to form a circle and began to prepare carefully.

Officials at all levels in Jiangzhou Hall, special female officers from the Procuratorate and censors stationed in the state.

Prince Li Fusu, the crown prince who came to replace Prince Xunyang, and the commissioners sent from the Jiangnan Road Marching Camp... arrived at the dock one after another.

Such a grand spectacle naturally arouses the excitement of the surrounding people and tourists.

I saw three figures in the front row of the waiting crowd:

Rong Zhen, Wang Lengran, Li Fusu.

There wasn't much to talk between the three of them, they were either lost in thought or staring at the river in the distance.

The envoy is the emperor's personal envoy, patrolling the place on behalf of the emperor in Luoyang. Naturally, the standard cannot be too high.

The sun had just risen in the morning, and the sunlight fell on the people and the river, resisting some of the coldness of the river wind.

"Give way."

Ouyang Rong politely pushed his way forward from the crowd at the back and came to the three people in the front row next to Rong Zhen.

Except for Wang Lengran, who was looking straight ahead but frowning.

Rong Zhen and Li Dalang all looked at him sideways.

"Why are you here so late, Tanlang?"

"Why are you here so early? I rested at home for a while and ate my aunt's breakfast."

"But today the envoy's ship arrived..." Li Dalang lowered his voice.

"I know, I informed you yesterday."

Ouyang Rong looked around and said with a smile:

"But it's useless to come so early. I often pick up people here, Menqing, and I always came too early every time.

"Well, I guess they probably transfer at Yangzhou. I'm very familiar with the frequency of the boat from Yangzhou to here. It won't arrive until it's close to noon.

"So why did you come so early? The envoy didn't know you had been waiting for so long. Besides, just keep your respect for the envoy in your heart silently. The cold wind blows when you come so early. I don't know what the envoy will do next."

It only makes you feel guilty."

"..."

Li Dalang couldn't help but sigh again: "Tan Lang still has experience."

A certain icy girl in palace attire pursed her lips and softly uttered four words:

"Nonsense."

However, the voices of the three people in the front row were very low. Except for Wang Lengran next to them, the subordinate officials at the back door could not hear their chat.

Ouyang Rong smiled and handed over two oil paper packets. Rong Zhen also had one.

"What is this?" Li Dalang took it curiously and opened it to check.

"Jing Yiting's pastries, junior sister just stuffed them into mine. If you eat them, you will know that you haven't eaten. When you get hungry later, remember to pretend to raise your hands to cough and take the opportunity to fish for two pieces.

"This Guanghan cake melts in your mouth and can be held in your mouth. It is convenient for such occasions... I used to be too busy when I went out and had an empty stomach. I was always like this."

Someone happily imparted some tips on fishing.

Wang Lengran, who was vaguely ignored and rejected at the front, couldn't help it anymore and turned around to glare at Ouyang Rong.

His eyes seemed to say, don't be too outrageous, kid.

Ouyang Rongli ignored him.

Wang Lengran glanced at the cold and cold girl in palace clothes standing not far from Ouyang Rong.

The Jiangzhou governor also felt helpless and puzzled.

He also doesn’t know why this well-established female historian followed Ouyang Lianghan to cause mischief. The same thing happened last time when the Donglin Buddha was postponed. It was beyond his expectation...

"she is?"

Rong Zhen held his sleeves in place and asked.

Ouyang Rong turned his head curiously and followed her tilted gaze towards the back of the crowd when he came.

Because the four of them in the front row were standing on a raised step at the ferry, they had a good view.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong's carriage was parked on the street behind the crowd. There was a graceful figure in red clothes waiting beside the carriage.

It's my junior sister.

She seemed to clasp her hands into fists, put them to her lips, exhale from time to time, warm her hands with the heat mist of her breath, and look far away at the crowd of people receiving guests at the pier.

"How come Rong Nu Shi's eyes are so good?"

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but admire him, and there was still an oil paper bag in his hand that he had not handed over.

Rong Zhen didn't raise his hand, as if he had forgotten to pick it up, and asked casually:

"Are you a female dependent? Ouyang Changshi has a family? Why don't you introduce her?"

"No." Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It's my junior sister."

As if reacting to something, he curiously asked:

"Have you not seen Rong Nushi before? When Zhu Lingxu was at the west city gate, my junior sister was also there."

"Is it just a junior sister... Oh, I think about it. I've seen her before and had some impressions. I changed my clothes but I didn't recognize her. I haven't seen her for a long time and I thought she was gone."

Rong Zhen raised his hand to take the oil paper bag containing the pastries, lowered his eyelashes, and asked:

"Is she the only daughter of your teacher Xie Xun and the direct daughter of the Jinling family of the Xie family in Chen County? If I remember correctly."

"Well, yes." Ouyang Rong nodded.

"Her father should be over there in Luoyang. Why is she still in Xunyang City, accompanying you? Teacher Qi arranged it?"

"no."

Ouyang Rong shook his head and said softly:

"The little junior sister left it for herself. She is very close to the young princess of Xunyang Palace, the granddaughter of General Qin. Recently, we often play together in Kuanglu, attend elegant gatherings and so on. For specific things, I

As a senior brother, it is not convenient for me to ask too many questions. I can only occasionally replace the teacher and ask for help."

Li Dalang turned his head and looked at his stern-mouthed friend.

Even when facing Rong Zhen, who trusted him, Ouyang Rong did not reveal too much about the Xunyang Palace.

Rong Zhen nodded, weighed the oiled paper bag in his hand, and said teasingly:

"Why do I feel like my junior sister is so friendly to my senior brother like you, and she came to see you off so early in the morning?"

"Rong Nu Shi laughed."

Ouyang Rong was a little helpless and explained briefly:

"It's like this. Recently, my junior sister wanted to practice a little bit, so I asked her to stay with me during the day and watch more and learn more. She was quite happy with this kind of experience."

Rong Zhen suddenly asked: "She has been following you all day lately?"

"Um."

"Then why haven't I seen her these days?"

"Forehead."

Ouyang Rong was a little dumbfounded by Rong Zhen's concerns.

"You didn't bring it?" she asked.

He could only say:

"When I went to the Overwatch Council to look for you in the morning, she was too lazy to move and didn't follow..."

"Is that so? It's such a coincidence that I haven't encountered it even once, haha."

"Well, that's it. Didn't we just meet him once today? Haha."

Ouyang Rong nodded and said happily.

But immediately, he realized something.

It feels like...something is wrong.

Why is this tone like interrogating a prisoner?

He is not a prisoner, but you are treating him like a prisoner with your eloquent words. Why is he still feeling a little panicked?

Ouyang Rong was a little wary:

"Why does Rong Nushi ask these questions?"

Rong Zhen looked with his sleeves up, without looking at him, and curled his lips and asked:

"You said you taught her?

"If I am right in Wangqi, I am a middle-grade Confucian sect Qi practitioner. Aren't you Confucian sects with higher realms and deeper thoughts?

"She still needs you to teach her?

"Ouyang Lianghan, you are only a ninth-grade, low-grade Qi practitioner. Are you sure you are the one teaching her? Not her teaching you?"
To be continued...