The woman in the skirt licked her hair behind her ears with her little finger, and suddenly changed the subject: "Now that Tan Lang has grown up, shouldn't it be time to start thinking about marriage? I have already been delayed for three years in paying filial piety."

Yan Wuxie hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, it's a lucky star, and I'm really ashamed that that day, not only a lowly person jumped into the water to save others...

"Isn't the life of the Emperor of Zhou more valuable than me, the county magistrate?"

At this time, she was wearing a light blue slanted collared jacket on the upper body and a goose yellow skirt on the lower body. However, the floor-length skirt was knotted at the calf to facilitate daily travel outside. She also wore an additional half-arm sleeve on the upper body.

, this was also first popularized by the young ladies of the powerful families in Luoyang, and was the dress worn by noble ladies from the official families.

After a while, the young novice monk who never forgot to study Master's "profound Buddhist teachings" rushed to Beitian Alms Home. There was no one on duty in the hospital.

"Senior Brother Xiudu?" He shouted four or five times before someone finally answered.

It's just that her pair of piercing red and phoenix eyes give people a rather sharp and unyielding feeling.

"Childish..." Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze, turned around and asked, "Auntie, do you think... going into the water to save your nephew is what they should have done."

"Then what if it's a man."

…

Xiufa was about to take the medicine bowl and run away, but Ouyang Rong suddenly stopped him, "By the way, Xiufa, I have something to ask you."

that's the truth.

Ouyang Rong held the hot tea cup and silently looked at Mrs. Zhen who was busy taking care of him through the warm tea smoke.

After class, he turned left when he went out and passed through several solemn halls with Buddha statues. He found the master who was receiving pilgrims. He took the initiative to serve tea and water, and accompanied the master to explain the fortunes and dreams of the more distinguished pilgrims.

But before going out, she said without looking back:

"Tan Lang, don't forget that your mother had two wishes for you during her lifetime. One is to be admitted to the Jinshi examination, and the other is to marry a girl with the fifth surname!"

"What the hell?"

"Mingtang, I heard that you spoke for the people and offended the nobles of Luoyang, so you were demoted to Jiangzhou. On that day you took office alone and led a thin horse. You stood on the Longshou Bridge and said in public that during the four-year term, you were going to

To cure the flood, we must also give justice to the 6,000 households in Longcheng County. I, Yan Liu..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "Don't you suspect that I am just putting on airs, shouting slogans, and then leave after four years?"

"What kind of noble people are you...Jun Qing, in the past, you have to teach your aunt every time." Mrs. Zhen looked at Ouyang Rong with a confused look.

Ouyang Rong glanced at Zhen, but the latter's expression was as usual, and he did not feel that he was contradicting himself at all. Instead, he became more and more sure, "Anyway, Tanlang is a born noble, maybe he is the reincarnation of a literary saint, but he is different from other people.

The specific reason...I, a woman, can't explain it, but you just have to listen to your aunt, and it will harm you. If you don't listen...if you don't listen, you are unfilial!"

Ouyang Rong raised his hand and patted Yan Wuxie's shoulder, "Liu Lang, I understand."

"No, I'm looking at... a very interesting tower."

But now it's better, all that's left is the white face.

"Oh, senior brother, don't catch a cold if you're sweating." Xiufa nodded, not doubting that he was there.

Xiu Du burped his wine, promised with all his heart, and finally sent his junior brother away. When they left, he patted his face that smelled of wine and sighed, "This is the last bite."

"Auntie is not that kind of weak woman." Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Besides, auntie and I haven't had time to thank you Liulang for going into the water to save people that day. The grace of saving lives is obviously greater."

In fact, the original person... or the current one whose memories of the two lives have been merged, is a little afraid of Mrs. Zhen, because in his memory, his mother, Mrs. Zhao, is usually the one who plays the sweet face, and Mrs. Zhen, who plays the bad side, taking turns to train the child.

Mrs. Zhen looked at him, nodded, gave him a few more instructions, then got up and went out.

"Then I'll trouble you."

After Xiufa left Sanhuiyuan, she returned the dishes to the kitchen.

Even the man with short hair and even shorter hair looked at Ouyang Rong with a calm face in silence.

Good guy, the county magistrate wants to marry a girl with the fifth surname and Qi Wang? This should be a little more difficult than marrying a princess from the Li family or the Wei family, right? The fifth surnames and Qi Wang sometimes even disdain to marry a daughter to the royal family...

Xiufa lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then shook his head sadly, "Buddhism is too profound and difficult to understand... Forget it, I'll ask my teacher tomorrow."

"I went over there two days ago and took a look. Isn't there only Senior Brother Xiuzhen down there? It's strange..."

Finally, the monk shook his head and muttered and returned to the house.

"The county magistrate's illness is really getting worse...burp~ One more bite."

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When I say two updates a day, I mean two updates a day! This chapter is 4,000 words long~
Chapter completed!