"No."

Pei Shisanniang raised a finger, shook it gently, staring at the side face of the young man in Confucian shirt:

"In my eyes and in my heart, the young master will always be the heroic young man when he first met."

"How can we always be like the first meeting?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head at the first time, and did not turn around and looked at the beautiful woman's subordinates. He paused for a while, murmured like a repeat:

"It would be great if it was just like the first meeting, and it would be at the first sight."

"If it were just like the first meeting?"

The speaker was unintentional, but Pei Shisanniang chewed it carefully and suddenly asked with some anticipation:

"What was the impression when the young master first met me?"

"Forgot."

Pei Shisanniang didn't believe it and chased her relentlessly:

"Or, what you are thinking on the first time, the young master can rest assured that it is not a good thing or an impression, and I am not angry."

She moved her legs together, hugged her knees, and leaned her plump body slightly, so that she could look at Ouyang Rong without blinking.

The beautiful woman's face was full of curiosity, and the originally quiet atmosphere was finally brought into the chat atmosphere by her.

Ouyang Rong was quiet for a while:

"I want to smoke you."

Pei Shisanniang was a little confused.

I never expected this answer.

Ouyang Rong slipped his lips:

"When I first met you, you were so arrogant and arrogant. Whoever didn't teach you a lesson when you saw you wanted to use a whip to slap hard."

Pei Shisanniang quickly adjusted and her confused expression was completely calm.

She smiled charmingly, and in front of Ouyang Rong and the black cat on the wall, she hugged her chest and lowered her head in a delicate manner:

"If it's a young master, it's OK."

Ouyang Rong raised his face and said speechlessly:

"You are serious, you are really whipping with a whip, not a scattering."

Pei Shisanniang became more and more buried and said shyly:

"Well, okay, I'll smoke more, I love the young master."

Ouyang Rong:…?

Something is wrong with you.

Ouyang Rong quickly changed the topic:

"Do you wear a mask to fight on the battlefield? I also have a mask."

Pei Shisanniang was stunned for a moment and didn't react:

"Ah, what mask?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head gently:

"It's okay, just kidding."

Instead, ask:

"Why did Thirteen Niang come here so early?"

Pei Shisanniang smiled:

"I went to bed early last night and got up early. I had to go to Kuanglushan Mountain to inspect the ice-making caves in the morning. I was just on the way. I thought about coming over and taking a walk to water the flowers raised by the embroiderer..."

Ouyang Rong silent for a while, pointed to the kitchen and said:

"There is no need to change the rice in the rice jar. You can take it back to eat it first. If the embroidered lady comes back, she will feel distressed when she sees the kitchen is so wasteful."

Pei Shisanniang lowered her smile and nodded slightly.

"Yes, young master."

She was curious and looked at her side again:

"Why did you come here in the middle of the night? How long have you been sitting in the yard?"

Ouyang Rong whispered softly: "Same, get up early, come and go."

Pei Shisanniang couldn't help but look at his slightly tired face, and she didn't poke it out, and nodded slightly:

"Um."

Ouyang Rong looked up and said with a smile:

"I had a dream last night. By chance, that dream was also about the first meeting."

"First meeting? Who are you with..." Pei Shisanniang stopped and said carefully: "Are you with the Emoticon Girl?"

Pei Shisanniang saw the young man in Confucian clothes sitting on the bluestone steps next to him, holding his head slightly raised, as if he was looking at the afterglow of dawn in the sky in the distance, and he had not spoken for a long time.

Under the dark eaves, his side face was thin and his cheek bones were clear. Although he could not see the specific expression and eyes clearly, he had a unique and elegant charm.

Ouyang Rong nodded slowly after a while:

"I dreamed of an underground palace. It was the place where I first saw her in Longcheng. At that time, I had just taken office as the Longcheng Order and drowned in a coma. I woke up in the middle of the night, and was alone in a foreign land."

"Underground Palace? Where is this?"

He kept speaking quickly and said: "There is a Buddhist painting on each of the four walls of Dagu Mountain and Donglin Temple. There is a lotus stone pedestal in the center. An old monk once sat in the place and a crazy monk chanted scriptures."

"oh……"

Pei Shisanniang nodded without understanding... Actually, she didn't understand.

However, when she saw the young master who was indifferent, she finally started talking about sex, and immediately responded:

"The young master dreamed that he went to the underground palace to do something. Is it my first meeting? Did the embroiderer in the dream say... what to write?"

Ouyang Rong rubbed his face and whispered:

"I woke up in the underground palace. She and Old Dao Sun said nothing, turned around and walked into the north mural."

Pei Shisanniang was puzzled: "Walk into the mural?"

"Well, I didn't expect that Yunmeng Jianze was behind the mural, so I followed in."

She asked curiously: "What?"

"And then I woke up."

Pei Shisanniang was a little silenced.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and chuckled at her and said:

"I haven't been there before, of course I don't know what Jianze looks like, how could I dream of it."

Pei Shisanniang nodded suddenly:

"That's right, I think about it on the day and dream about it at night. I can't even get close to what I've never seen before."

"Um."

Ouyang Rong looked at Chenyang, which was rising slowly behind the courtyard wall, and was stunned for a moment, suddenly stood up and said to Chaoyang:

"I'm going to the underground palace."

Pei Shisanniang subconsciously asked: "When will the young master go?"

The golden sunshine fell on his face, neither hot nor dazzling, but Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes slightly:

"When I send Weilai away, Hufu and the others."

He asked without looking back:

"Where is Master Shandao and his disciples still in Xunyang Grottoes?"

After Pei Shisanniang sent Zhen Shuyuan to Nanlong, Ouyang Rong handed over all the affairs of Wang Caozhi's original management of Xunyang Grottoes to her.

Pei Shisanniang contacted the manpower left by Wang Caozhi and other cooperative grain merchants.

The matter of Donglin Temple taking over the use of the main grotto was also handed over to Pei Shisanniang.

The beautiful woman immediately answered:

"The master returned to Longcheng the day before yesterday, leaving a few disciples to guard the main grotto and prepare for follow-up matters."

She suddenly remembered something and stood up:

"By the way, Master Shandao, before leaving, I asked me to ask you, saying that there will be a lantern festival in the Mid-Autumn Festival in the temple. A few years ago, when you served as the Longcheng Order, you hosted it once. The master wanted to ask if you have time to come, condescend to come and have fun with the people."

Ouyang Rong did not turn around, patted the dust on his palms and clothes, pondered for a moment, and heard his voice:
To be continued...