No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 74

"Master County Magistrate, last time my father sent me to the county government to pay taxes. You happened to be away, so I couldn't meet you. It's a pity. Today is a fulfillment of a wish."

"Brother Su, you don't need to treat others like this. Today, I'm visiting as Senior Brother Ling Jiang, and my teacher is old friends with your father. We just need to be friends of the same generation."

"Then... let's call him Brother Lianghan."

"As it should be."

Hearing Caishou's report, Ouyang Rong bid farewell to Junior Sister for the time being, not to disturb her rest.

After going out, in the narrow alley outside the courtyard, I met Su Fu, the eldest son of the Su family who had been waiting for a long time, and the two immediately exchanged greetings.

Xie Lingjiang belongs to her daughter's family, without permission, Su Dalang naturally can't enter her yard without authorization, and can only wait outside the door.

Just before leaving, I also heard from my junior sister that my uncle and aunt were very strict with the Su family's family education, studying hard in the study all the year round, and respectfully invited all kinds of teachers to come to the door.

If it wasn't for the younger junior sister who was busy with the county government affairs and shirked it, she would probably have to become a teacher for the eldest son of the Su family who is several years older than her... It can be seen that the entire Su family is very concerned about the eldest son's studies.

In this regard, Ouyang Rong was not too surprised. Reading is better than eating, drinking and having fun. It seems that although the Su family is rich, the family style is not bad.

The alley is located between the boudoirs of the two girls, with the red walls on both sides covering it and the light slightly dim.

In the alley, after Ouyang Rong and Su Fu saluted, they looked at each other.

Waiting to see clearly the unshaven, melancholy uncle with dark circles in front of him.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help leaning back slightly, and turned to look at the bun-faced servant girl named Caishou who led him.

Are you sure this is not Uncle Su?
Is it Su Dalang who is only two years older than me?

The quick-witted little girl seemed to see the doubt in Ouyang Rong's eyes, and the wooden fish nodded like a dot and blinked.

Ouyang Rong was slightly shocked.

Good guy, 23 years old matures out of 32 years old.

He turned his head, and quietly looked at the young man in front of him again, and couldn't help but sigh that he was already old at such a young age.

Su Dalang touched his face curiously, "Brother Lianghan, why are you staring at me like this?"

Ouyang Rong waved his hand, "It's nothing... it's nothing, it's just that I've heard his name for a long time, and I finally saw him. Brother Su... is very mature and stable."

"Brother Lianghan praised you."

Su Dalang's face was happy, he scratched the back of his head, seemed a little embarrassed, turned his head to look at the yard of a girl with plum blossom makeup next door, and muttered softly:
"Are you mature and stable... This is the first time someone has praised me like this. My sister always says I'm immature, huh."

Ouyang Rong laughed.

Immediately, Su Dalang asked Ouyang Rong to sit in the study, the latter had nothing to do today, so he had nothing to do.

The two walked along the alley, talking while walking.

Ouyang Rong took a closer look, and this Su family boss was actually not as old-fashioned as he seemed at first glance.

Su Dalang is tall and has broad shoulders, and a person with broad shoulders must have a big skeleton.

Walking in the alley, he and Ouyang Rong could only walk in front of each other, and they couldn't walk side by side.

Besides, although it is unshaven, it is not too strange that it is the fashion of the Zhou Dynasty for men to grow beards.

On the contrary, someone like Ouyang Rong who doesn't like to grow a beard looks too young. If he hadn't been in the Longcheng County Yamen, he had a deep temperament and a vigorous and resolute style, and he would easily be unable to suppress the old officials.

In addition, Su Xiaomei hasn't met her yet, but judging by her figure and temperament when they met that day, she must be not bad. The Su family's genes are still good.

Su Jia Dalang is also good-looking and pleasing to the eye, even if he is mature like an uncle, he is still the melancholy style with a beard, not the greasy style.

Glancing at Su Dalang's deep bags under the eyes, the young county magistrate who accompanied him curiously asked:

"Brother Su, is this... overworked last night?"

Su Dalang rubbed his increasingly haggard face, and sighed quietly:
"Recently, my studies have been quite heavy. Mr. Jingyi procrastinated again yesterday, and he was a little late in his homework at night. He got up this morning and went out immediately when he heard that Brother Lianghan had arrived. His appearance may be a little disheveled. Don't blame Brother Lianghan."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just that Brother Su's reading... is a bit strong."

Ouyang Rong sighed, although the two met for the first time, but Su Dalang's stupid appearance made someone very kind, and he even wanted to pass on some fishing experience to someone who had come here.

Sure enough, the volume is the same in any era.

Even if it is the rich and well-clothed Su family boss.

I just don't know what this Su Dalang is competing for.

If he studied hard, the Su family should want him to take the imperial examination and become an official, otherwise he would not be doing business, or just guarding the ancestral property of the current three-acre land?

However, the imperial examinations in the Great Zhou Dynasty were thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge, and the number of scholars in the south every year was no more than one hand.

On the way to the study, Ouyang Rong wanted to find a topic to criticize the bad introspection of the northern and southern scholars, but after thinking about it, he, a Jinshi Tanhualang, seemed to be the most introverted among them, and he intrigued everyone. roll won...

Ouyang Rong silently shut up.

As soon as he arrived at the study and entered the door, Ouyang Rong understood why Su Dalang was so haggard.

He couldn't help but looked left and right.

"Brother Su, why is your study so dark?"

"Brother Lianghan, wait a moment, I'll open a window."

"Brother Su, this room is a bit cramped. Where's the bed? Why isn't there a couch? Hey, why are you putting all the books on the floor? It's so well arranged... wait a minute, could it be you bed?"

"Hey, brother Lianghan, keep your voice down. Jiayan and Jiaci are afraid that I will be lazy and rest. They don't allow a couch in the study room, and extra chairs are not allowed. It's the idea of ​​my younger sister. She said that it is easy to fall asleep when you see the couch when you are studying. Be wary of being disturbed by foreign objects..."

"Then your study bed..."

"It's a temporary setup. My feet are numb when I lie on my stomach on the table. Occasionally, I can't hold on anymore, and I haven't finished my homework. I just go up and lie down, squinting for a while... But I have to get out quickly, so I can't be found... Lianghan Brother, come on, give me a hand."

"..."

Ouyang Rong stepped forward silently, he came here as a guest, and became a coolie, helping Su Dalang move the books back to the bookshelf by category, which is really 'destroying corpses and eradicating traces'.

After finishing the work, Ouyang Rong rolled up his sleeves, wiped his sweat, and walked to the desk, but couldn't find a stool to sit on for a while.

"Brother Su, your copy... is a bit high."

"Wait a minute, I'll make room for Brother Lianghan to sit down. By the way, what kind of tea will Brother Lianghan drink? I'll ask the maids to make tea."

"Eh, I can do it."

"Caishou just sent some Lushan tea, just right, let's drink this."

Not long after, a maid from Su Dalang's courtyard came into the room and poured out the boiled tea.

But the figures of these maids made Ouyang Rong look sideways.

"What's the matter, brother Lianghan, but the servants are not good at making tea?"

"That's not true, Brother Su, these maids in your room...how come they are more mature than you."

Su Dalang was taken aback for a moment, looked outside, let out a long breath, with a melancholy expression on his face:
"This was also arranged by Jia Yan and Jia Ci. All the maids in the yard are like this. They are a bit older, but they are also pretty good. They are very diligent and don't bother me to study..."

He seemed to be thinking subconsciously without anyone: "It's just sleeping at night, and there is a maid in the next room who snores louder."

The corner of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched.

Where are you maidservants, you are clearly aunts and aunts... all of them are old maids who do rough work.

People are red sleeves and add incense, you are millet and rifles.

Compared with the beautiful and young maids in the junior sister's courtyard just now... well, they don't look like their own, I suggest you check it out.

Moreover, he is so pure-hearted and diligent in studying... If it weren't for the quaint atmosphere of the whole study room, Ouyang Rong would have almost looked around to find a certain exam countdown sign.

Brother Su doesn't keep his rhetoric, he is really taking the postgraduate entrance examination.

All joking aside, after witnessing this, Ouyang Rong was a little awed, quite understanding why Su Dalang was so mature and haggard, and anyone else would have to suffer like this.

Maybe it's because they both like rolls, and the two of them have a natural kindness.

Ouyang Rong said sincerely: "Brother Su, you have to develop a good habit of reading, and then take your time. It's hard to accomplish overnight. You still have to take care of your health on weekdays."

Su Dalang was a little moved:
"Thank you, Brother Lianghan. Actually...I envy you. Not only can you read, but you can also do things. The family doesn't have to worry about it. At dinner the day before yesterday, my father and mother mentioned Brother Lianghan's deeds again, let me study hard , the younger sister also praised it."

"What deeds are all rumors."

Su Dalang shook his head, and said sincerely: "In the future, I still need to ask Brother Lianghan for advice."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "I don't dare to ask for advice."

Su Dalang suddenly said: "By the way, I forgot to take brother Lianghan to see my father. Before, Xie's sister often mentioned brother Lianghan, and my father wanted to see you a long time ago. Let's go."

Ouyang Rong wanted to decline and say goodbye, but Su Dalang was too enthusiastic, so without saying a word, he dragged him to an elegant and spacious hall on the west side of Su Mansion.

Here, Ouyang Rong met Su Xian, the master of the Su family.

Su Xian is a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s, dressed in a clean blue robe and dressed as a scholar.

When we first met, he was unsmiling and quite serious, but the outline of his eyebrows and eyes was similar to Su Dalang, well, it seems that there is no need to check, it is his own...

In addition, Su Xian is thinner and shorter than Su Dalang.

But it is not difficult to see that this person should have been a handsome man when he was young, and even now, he is still half a handsome uncle.

In addition, this Uncle Su frowned slightly, with a melancholic temperament.

Different from the melancholy of Su Dalang who reads inwardly every day and has a sad face, this Uncle Su seems to have been troubled in his heart all year round, and this kind of melancholy temperament with gathered eyebrows is so deep into the bone marrow.

When Ouyang Rong met Su Xian and his son in the lobby, polite greetings were naturally indispensable.

After saluting and saying hello to each other, Su Xian sat upright with a serious face, and asked Ouyang Rong something about his mentor Xie Xun.

After some conversation, this Uncle Su spoke calmly, but he looked rigid, but he didn't have much pretensions of the elders, cared about the younger generation, and was quite enthusiastic.

The three of them chatted for a while, drank tea each, and the hall became quiet.

Putting down the teacup, Su Xian couldn't help but look at Ouyang Rong's face a few more times.

The latter looked up and asked:

"Does Uncle Su have anything to say?"

Su Xian thought for a while, and felt that he still needed to fulfill some of the elder's educational obligations. He nodded, pointed to the two red marks on Ouyang Rong's face and said:
"Nephew, what's the reason for the scars on your face?"

Ouyang Rong was helpless: "I'm ashamed to say that I picked grapes last night, the ladder was not stable, and I accidentally knocked down the grape trellis, and I got some color on my face."

The middle-aged scribe wearing a shawl raised his eyebrows, stared at Ouyang Rong's face for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head to sip tea.

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong asked curiously, "Why is Uncle laughing?"

Su Xian closed the tea cover and sighed: "Nephew, there is nothing wrong with this kind of thing."

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly, "What is uncle referring to? My nephew did not hide the truth."

Su Xian's palm pressed down against the void, seeming to understand very well, and he comforted in a good voice:
"Nephew, don't be too polite. We hit it off today. You and Dalang can chat quite well, so we won't be outsiders. For some things, your elders are not around, but uncle can give you some useful advice."

A certain person became more and more puzzled: "What... what suggestion? What is it?"

On the side, Su Dalang, who borrowed Ouyang Rong's Dongfeng to come out to drink tea and fish, slowly turned his head and looked at Ouyang Rong with a strange expression on his face.

Su Xian sighed:
"Nephew, don't hesitate. There are scratches on your face. How could such a coincidence happen? I guess my nephew must be... There is a fierce wife at home. Was it because the husband and wife fought last night and was scratched by her?"

Although it was a question, the middle-aged scribe had a determined face, smiled and said nothing.

Ouyang Rong: "..."

"Sorry, Uncle guessed wrong." He shook his head, "There is no such thing, it's really just that the grape trellis fell down, and my nephew didn't either..."

"Nephew, don't avoid it. It's not a big deal to talk about this kind of thing. It's just the three of us. If nephew tells you, uncle can still give you advice. Uncle has always hated such things."

Su Xian interrupted Ouyang Rong's words with a big wave of his hand, aggrieved on his behalf, and spoke righteously towards the empty lobby ahead:

"The husband is the sky, and the wife is the earth. How can the world be turned upside down? Some shrews dare to use the earth to crush the sky and ride on the head of a good nephew. They are really lawless and too rampant.

"Nephew, there is no need to be afraid. The husband is the guide for the wife. It is reasonable to say anything. After you go back, try to move out the ancestor's precepts first, and then come up with the family law. If you still can't suppress it, then invite the elders and elders to suppress it." Fierce wife, otherwise, if you lower your head once, it will be even more difficult in the future..."

Ouyang Rong hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Su Xian patted his shoulder and sighed:
"Nephew, don't be afraid. With my uncle here, I thought my nephew would be able to manage an entire yamen at such a young age. He should be a strong character on his own, but I didn't expect that the back house would be on fire. With such a fierce wife, hey ...

"It's okay. If this kind of grape trellis collapse happens again in the future, you can come to the next door to discuss with my uncle. If that fierce wife dares to overwhelm the sky, my uncle will reprimand her for you, and she will be turned upside down..."

Just when the middle-aged scholar scolded Fang Qiu and gave his nephew a boost.

Suddenly, a plate of pastries flew out from the back room and fell precisely at his feet.

After a sound of "bang dang", the audience fell silent.

Ouyang Rong looked curiously in the direction of the back room, wondering, can the pastry fly out with wings?
But what made him even more surprised was that Uncle Su suddenly fell silent.

In the silent hall, a middle-aged scribe stared down at the pastry at his feet for a while, then he suddenly raised his head and said with a serious face:

"Nephew, it's your fault! There is a good wife in the family who manages the house decently, why are you still not satisfied? Don't you know the old adage that 'the woman is in charge of the house and the man is in charge of the house'?

"No matter how powerful a man is outside, he still has to listen to his good wife when he gets home. This is called listening to him and he will understand. What's wrong with a good wife who is sometimes strong? This is a treasure!"

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

The middle-aged scribe patted Ouyang Rong's shoulder earnestly, and with his foot under the chair, he quietly put aside the pastry pieces on the ground and hid them:

"Ordinary wives and concubines will only be obedient to you. It doesn't matter if you do it right or not. A real good wife will say things you don't like to hear. This is for your own good. What's wrong with quarreling and scratching occasionally? Hitting is affection and scolding is love."

After Su Xian stared at Ouyang Rong after saying this, he paused, as if he was waiting for something.

It's a pity that after waiting for a long time, apart from Ouyang Rong's soft "ah" sound in the hall, there was only the low-key sound of Su Dalang drinking tea.

The middle-aged scribe seemed to have been pressed the power button again, with a serious face, he continued to speak:
"The nephew is so good outside, why he can't figure it out when he comes home, and the good wife is forced to fight back, hey, don't think about it, okay, why is she arresting you, of course it's your fault the place..."

He said sadly:

"You, you, you still come to Uncle to complain, you are really born in the midst of blessings and don't know how to be blessed, Uncle tells you, no matter what you say about this matter, you are ignoring it, go back and coax her!"

"what?"

Ouyang Rong opened his mouth slightly, looked at Uncle Cheap who made a 180-degree turn, and smiled wryly:
"What is uncle talking about, my nephew is really just a grape trellis."

"Then you have to go back now and fix the grape trellis!"

"..." Ouyang Rong.

At this moment, a woman's humming came from the back hall.

Su Xian immediately dropped Ouyang Rong, turned his head, and said with surprise on his face:
"Hey, Mei Niang, why are you here? Why didn't you say anything? Oh, you came to visit your nephew, right?"

A woman's voice continued to be heard from the back of the lobby:
"Isn't this concubine honestly asking Mr. Su for instructions? Whether I can come out to see guests, I have to ask you to nod. Otherwise, if I disobey Mr. Su a little, I will move out of the ancestral precepts and come up with family law." , but also to invite the elders, the concubine can't afford it, and trembles."

Su Xian sneered, stood up and bowed his waist to greet her, "Madam still likes joking and laughing in front of juniors so much, hahaha, please come in, please come in."

"Hmph, don't dare to joke casually."

A woman came out of the back room slowly with two personal maidservants. She had two slender eyebrows, a round face with thin lips, and the appearance of a half-mature lady, with a rather sharp temperament. At this moment, she was like a sharp knife, cutting open The atmosphere of silence in the hall.

Su Xian hurried forward to help, but just as he stood beside the long-browed woman, his expression suddenly changed, his face turned pale, as if he was enduring the pain, but facing the eyes of his nephews, he still tried his best to squeeze out A smile indicated that he was fine and all right.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help opening his eyes wide. Su Dalang lowered his head and counted the tea leaves in the cup, pretending not to see them.

Wei Mei quietly withdrew her hand pinching her husband's waist, she turned her head, smiled at the handsome gentleman in the lobby who looked rather pleasing to the eye:

"I made my nephew laugh. I accidentally dropped the pastry on the floor just now. I'll bring another plate."

"How can you bother Madam?"

Su Xian quickly grabbed Wei Mei, then blushed, and waved hurriedly at them: "Nephew, you... don't you have something else to do, why don't you go back first, the grape trellis in the uncle's yard has also fallen down, now I have to go to help Give me a hand."

"..." Ouyang Rong.

　After receiving some pertinent feedback, I made minor changes later in this chapter, and added another [-] words for free, making a total of [-] words, and only charged [-] words!Thank you brothers for your support!
　　
　
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