No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 81

"Looking for news... that's fine too, but I don't look like a quack, um, bring Liulang and Ah Shan with me."

Ouyang Rong pondered and nodded.

He asked curiously:
"But junior sister, what does it mean to be more virgin? Is it the head of Yunmeng Jianze or something like that?"

"Yes and no."

Xie Lingjiang shook his head and chanted softly:

"In the land of Wuyue, there is an old saying that no one can win the sword of a Yue girl in this world. This is the evaluation given to the first generation of Yue virgins by pre-Qin Qi practitioners thousands of years ago.

"The virgin of the first generation of Yue, her surname and name, no one knows, only that she is an unknown woman who came out of the barbarian land of ancient Wuyue, who likes to kill dragons in the poor mountains and rivers.

"It is rumored that she carried a sword and cut off all the evil things in the land of ancient Wuyue, so that the ancestors of Wuyue in the south successfully reclaimed the fertile land under our feet, and left behind the legend of 'the Yue girl slashed Jiao'.

"An ancient book also said that there were fairy mountains overseas at that time, and a certain fairy mountain was full of demon dragons, so she was invited by overseas immortals to go overseas with a sword...

"Regardless of whether these are true or not, in the end it was the first Yue virgin who opened up the Yuenv Taoism, and established the Yuenv Sword Sect in Yunmengze, which is now Yunmengjianze. Stay in the land of Wuyue forever.

"This point should be confirmed without a doubt, it is the origin of Yunmeng Jianze recognized by Qi practitioners inside and outside the world.

"Later, the more virgin became a kind of inheritance of Yunmeng Jianze, which should be regarded as longevity in a certain sense. Every generation of Yunmeng Jianze female cultivators will enter the world to find a girl who has inherited the myth and spirituality of the first generation of Yuevir. Bring back Yunmengze.

"Virgin is indeed the most important core inheritance of Yunmeng Jianze, but each generation of more virgins may not necessarily become the head of female cultivators in Yunmeng Jianze. The twists and turns are actually quite complicated..."

Xie Lingjiang hesitated for a moment, these were all told by the elders of Qi practitioners, and Qi practitioners are actually a very small group.

Sometimes in such a large school, only two or three people can enter the ranks. After entering the ranks, how far they can go depends on fate.

Therefore, some anecdotal knowledge is generally very closed and will not be spread casually.

But seeing her senior brother eating pears with great interest, she still said a little bit:
"Yunmeng Jianze has a Nujun Hall, which is similar to the Patriarch Hall. It is the highest decision-making place of the sect. The Yue girls who can enter the Nujun Hall are called Yunmeng Nujun. The number is very small, and they are ranked according to seniority.

"The first female monarch is the Lord of Yunmeng Jianze, also known as 'Yuanjun', who is the co-owner of thousands of islands and lakes in Yunmeng Daze.

"Every generation of Yue virgins must enter the palace of female monarchs. Although they are the first successors, they may not be able to become Yuanjun...

"I heard that for this year's Hall of Female Sovereigns, Yuanjun has not yet been selected among the several female monarchs. It seems that Zhao Qingxiu, the virgin of this generation, is still too young, and the senior sister will temporarily take the lead."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So this title of virgin is similar to the saint of the Demon Sect?"

Xie Lingjiang glared at him:
"What devil sect saintess, is she going to elope with the abandoned disciple of the righteous way next, and the brother has read too many novels?
"Yue Chuzi is not joking. She is a real swordsman. She is born to be the best swordsman, and she is a child of Liuli. She can't afford to tarnish her sword heart. It's fine for senior brother to say that in front of me. If she dares to flirt in front of Zhao Qingxiu, she probably can do it." A sword pierces through your heart."

Seeing someone grabbing a pear unscrupulously and begging for mercy, she snorted, looked out the window, and narrowed her eyes slightly:
"And I heard that Zhao Qingxiu is as her name suggests, her personality is as cold as ice, she never talks to any man except her senior sister, and she is extremely mysterious."

Well, it sounds like a general template for a high-cold fairy, and this one has already retired.

There is no such thing as a serious but cute little junior sister Kuai Ai.

Someone nodded solemnly: "I know, I know, if I see her, I will bow my head and walk around her like a man."

Xie Lingjiang looked at his senior brother's expression and couldn't help laughing.

For some reason, it might be the sequelae of the last time the county government lobby cooperated with the singing opera. Every time the brother's face became serious, it gave her the feeling that it was more serious than serious.

Xie Lingjiang shook his head with a broken smile.

Since then.

Ouyang Rong packed up the food box, and before leaving, Xie Lingjiang told him some precautions.

In fact, it's not too difficult to go to a place she was familiar with before to pick up a Jianghu tabloid with the little junior sister's token in hand.

Ouyang Rong could ask Yan Liulang to do the work for him, but since he was entrusted by his younger junior sister, and he happened to be going to Peng Langdu to inspect a batch of materials brought by Wang Caozhi and the others, he also dropped by to do it himself.

Leaving the junior sister's courtyard, Ouyang Rong learned his lesson, and instead of taking the plum blossom forest path, he took the main entrance instead.

Along the way, it naturally caught the attention of the people in the Su residence, and soon, that Uncle Su rushed over again.

"Why did my nephew come without saying a word?"

Ouyang Rong coughed and said nothing, it is impossible to say that he came in through the back door of your daughter's yard.

"Uncle's face... all right?"

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look at the red marks on Su Xian's right face, and asked.

"Ahem, it's okay, grape rack." Su Xian waved his big hand, and sincerely suggested: "Nephew, stay and sit. I'll let your Auntie Wei make some pastries."

Ouyang Rong looked at the expectant expression of the Su family master.

It seemed that he wanted to prove to his face his status in the family.

But Ouyang Rong felt that there was no need to prove it.

Such hospitality speaks volumes.

In the past few days, he has fully understood the delivery of meals. You guys in the Su Mansion, the house is harmonious as soon as the guests come, right? It can make that Aunt Wei get in the way of face, and restrain her manners in front of the guests, so that Uncle Su can get some respite Chance of grandeur.

No wonder it was so hard for Uncle Su to be so hospitable.

Just as Ouyang Rong was hesitating, at the end of the corridor, Su Dalang's hurried figure appeared again.

"Brother Lianghan, why didn't you tell me sooner!" the young man with dark circles blamed.

"Isn't Da Lang in class?" Ouyang Rong couldn't help asking.

"I asked for a little leave. Brother Lianghan is a role model for my father and sister. No matter how busy I am, I have to come to entertain you." The dark-eyed young man who hurried over wiped his sweat with a determined face.

"..." Ouyang Rong and Su Xian.

This one is more heavyweight.

Ouyang Rong felt that he might as well try to take the path back to Meilu Garden.

So ever.

Ouyang Rong was involuntarily dragged to the reception hall by this pair of Su family father and son with different flowers, drank two cups of hot tea, chatted for a long time, ate a big plate of pastries, found a chance to breathe, got up and resolutely said goodbye .

"Nephew, don't sit around anymore, let's have dinner by the way?"

Su Xian glanced at the graceful and dignified woman beside him, and asked regretfully.

"Yes, nephew, sit down a little longer, they like you here very much." Wei Mei smiled.

Ouyang Rong shook his head and resolutely said goodbye, only saying that he still had important things to do in the afternoon.

Naturally, Su Xian and the others couldn't force them to stay, but Su Dalang, who was skipping class while taking advantage of the guests' visits, obviously hadn't had a good rest yet, so he was quick to think wisely, and said to Su Xian and Wei Mei:

"Father and mother, my child still has some problems with homework. I would like to ask Brother Lianghan, can I ask my child to visit the Meilu Garden next door?"

"..."

Although he was the king of Jinshi in the previous sessions, how could Ouyang Rong have time to teach him.

But seeing Su Dalang's panda eyes with a little tears, Ouyang Rong still couldn't bear the questioning of Master Su and Mrs. Wei, and did not refuse.

In the end, Su Dalang took half a day's leave and followed Ouyang Rong back to Meilu Garden.

On the gallery in the Meilu Garden.

Su Dalang is like Grandma Liu who just entered the Grand View Garden and looked around.

Surrounded by a group of old masters who are known as famous teachers, and he has not gone out for a long time, it is very novel to see anything outside the Su residence.

Just like a boarder who just climbed out of the wall at night, he had to take a few deep breaths in place even if his footing was a garbage dump. It was a fresh taste of freedom.

Su Dalang sighed: "Brother Lianghan, today's feelings are unforgettable."

Hearing the crisp sound of wooden fish coming from his ear, Ouyang Rong said without looking back:

"Don't lose your teeth, you sit in the study room, you can flip through the books on the shelf, I have something to do, I have to go out."

Su Dalang was taken aback: "Brother Lianghan, where are you going?"

"Go to the ferry to do some errands, maybe I shouldn't come back for dinner. Brother Su is here, remember to go back to Su's residence, don't let Uncle Su and the others worry."

Ouyang Rong had a stern face, rejecting someone's attempt to steal food in advance, and said in a business-like manner.

"Hey, all right." Su Dalang sat down on a chair and said with concern, "Brother Lianghan, be careful."

Ouyang Rong signaled Wei Lai to pour tea, and he was about to go out.

Su Dalang flipped through the book, lowered his head and muttered habitually:
"It's a pity that the handful of silver beans I grabbed before going out were originally prepared to treat guests, but it seems that it will only be next time...

"Hey, brother Lianghan, what are you doing?" He paused in thought.

Su Jia Dalang raised his head and looked suspiciously at the young county magistrate in front of him who blocked his reading light.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up, this time." The latter nodded.

"..." Su Dalang.

……

Ouyang Rong admitted that he really hadn't visited Longcheng County before.

He didn't even know that there was such a bustling restaurant on the busy street next to Peng Langdu.

Ouyang Rong was only familiar with Yuanming Building before, but the latter was positioned as the most luxurious and elegant place in Longcheng, and more officials, businessmen and scholars went there... Looking at it this way, being an official for a long time is a bit rotten, not close enough gas.

Right now, Ouyang Rong brought Su Dalang, Yan Liulang and Liu Ashan to this restaurant.

The plaque on the door is named "Yunshui Pavilion".

Ouyang Rong took a look inside, and besides drinking tea, eating and lodging, the business seemed to be quite extensive.

I heard from my junior sister that the owner of this Yunshui Pavilion also has a Jianghu background, but he is not from Longcheng. Yunshui Pavilion has branches in many prosperous counties on Jiangnan Road, and Longcheng is naturally indispensable.

There are quite a lot of guests from all corners of the country, all religions and nine streams in Yunshui Pavilion, it is very lively, and it is a good place to collect news.

Ouyang Rong was dressed in snow-white uniforms, and led Su Dalang and others into the building. Seeing that the first floor was full of people and noisy, they went straight to the second floor with a better view, and found a table by the window to sit down.

He recruited a maid, and casually ordered a pot of excellent Longjing and special spicy dishes. Anyway, he was invited, and he ate and drank for nothing.

Waiting for the maid to smile and politely retreat.

"Brother Lianghan, didn't you mean to do something, why are we here?"

Su Dalang frowned and looked around, turned his head, and asked with a serious face: "It's strange, why are the girls here so naked?"

"..." Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang and others.

"Brother Su, keep your voice down."

Ouyang Rong was speechless. Isn't it just that the legs and arms are a little exposed, so there is a need to make a fuss?
He looked around, maybe the consumption on the second floor was higher, and the group of them seemed to be richer. The maids who came to serve were indeed a little different from those downstairs, a little more 'generous'.

But it's not even half as rich as my junior sister.

Ouyang Rong didn't even lift his eyelids, but after thinking about it carefully, he also nodded slightly.

Indeed, let alone Su Dalang's conservative family education, compared with the Yuanming Tower that Ouyang Rong had been to, the dresses of the maids receiving guests in Yunshuijian are a little strange.

Could it be... is there flexible employment?
The layout of the Yunshui Pavilion has been opened.

With emotion, Ouyang Rong temporarily left his position, letting Yan Liulang and the others take care of the curious baby Su Dalang who seemed to be looking around, and he went downstairs to the counter.

Came here to grab Su Dalang's afternoon tea just incidentally, mainly to help my junior sister get a copy of the Jianghu tabloid.

Rather than simply running to the lobby downstairs and pricking up your ears to inquire, the efficiency is too low. This Yunshui Pavilion with a rather large layout will naturally have a business of selling Jianghu news.

Ouyang Rong took out the token at the counter, and said a strange catchphrase. Ouyang Rong was taken to the third floor by a small shopkeeper.

Then he was invited into an elegant room to sit for a while, took a small bamboo tube from a charming woman, and shook it casually, there seemed to be a scroll inside.

Without looking further, he put away the small bamboo tube and politely declined other services. Ouyang Rong pushed the door and went downstairs, but just as he was walking the stairs, he caught a glimpse of a slender figure in blue from the corner of his eye and disappeared at the corner of the stairs below.

This is……

Why is she here?

Ouyang Rong was taken aback, this was his first reaction.

He immediately chased after it.

But there were many people on the stairs, facing Ouyang Rong who was rushing down, he naturally shouted and cursed, Ouyang Rong apologized, but the speed of squeezing down was unambiguous at all, chasing all the way to the first floor, he could catch the blue color The figure disappeared in the direction of the back kitchen on the first floor.

When he walked to the back kitchen, he looked around and found that there were only the chef and waiter serving the dishes in the kitchen, and there was no figure in Tsing Yi.

Under their puzzled eyes, Ouyang Rong walked around the kitchen twice, but still couldn't find anyone.

"Sorry sorry..."

Ouyang Rong looked apologetic and was about to turn around and return.

He suspected that he had read it wrong.

After all, shouldn't the dumb girl with severed fingers be in Beitian Ji Nursing Home?There is also the sore old man.How could the former appear here?
Uh, is it because he wants to go home so much, and he can't even forget the person he met in the Pure Land Palace for the first time...

The young county magistrate who was about to leave the back kitchen suddenly turned around, walked through the back kitchen again, and pushed open the innermost door of the back kitchen.

He looked out, and it was an empty alley, with only upside-down trash cans and a few unkempt beggars, including a poor beggar with empty sleeves...but there was no shadow of a dumb woman.

Ouyang Rong exhaled and shook his head.

……

　This chapter is [-], and there is one more chapter, which should be published around four o'clock in the morning!Brothers, wake up and watch tomorrow morning!

　　
　
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