Chapter 396: 150. The Old Shoulder-Slippery Xiao Shimei (Thanks to Mijie for the alliance leader reward)

150. The Old Shoulder-Slippery Xiao Shimei (Thanks to Mijie for the alliance leader reward)

Ouyang Rong walked out of the Wang Fu and boarded the carriage, saying casually:

"Leave the city, go to Shuangfeng Peak."

The long-term attendant driving the carriage immediately set off.

At the back door of the Wang Fu, the carriage slowly started.

He entered the carriage, sat quietly with his hands in his sleeves, his expression lowered, as if still thinking about the red and black talisman materials.

The carriage drove toward the West City Gate, passing through the bustling market of Xingzi Fang.

Ouyang Rong lifted the carriage curtain, watched the market scene quietly for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Wait, don't go to Shuangfeng Peak first, stop for a moment."

The carriage found a street alley to stop, and Ouyang Rong got off immediately.

The market streets passed along the way were full of chrysanthemums, except for golden yellow, all colors were available.

Recently in Xunyang City, it had turned into a chrysanthemum city, which also meant deep autumn, and the autumn atmosphere was very strong.

Jiang Nan people love chrysanthemums, and Xunyang people in Jiangzhou love them even more.

Because of the chrysanthemum-loving fanatic and Eastern Jin famous scholar Tao Yuanming, that sentence "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountain" brought a chrysanthemum-loving atmosphere to Mount Kuanglu for hundreds of years.

The four gentlemen of flowers: plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum.

Chrysanthemums are isolated and bright, elegant and proud of frost, known as "hidden gentlemen," which is very consistent with the cultural atmosphere of Xunyang City, a popular place for demoted officials, and the cultural atmosphere of hidden lying flat since ancient times...

High-end restaurants decorate a door hole tied with chrysanthemums; the flower market is occupied by chrysanthemum potted plants transported from all over; chrysanthemum appreciation banquets of Xunyang's upper class are one after another; ordinary families in Xingzi Fang will also place one or two chrysanthemums to respond to the scene.

There are chrysanthemums everywhere in the city, and some special varieties have strong fragrances.

Ouyang Rong smelled some in the carriage just now, so he was moved to get off the carriage.

He lowered the brim of his felt hat, walked to the wine shop on the street, took out his wallet, smiled and called the shopkeeper, and hit two pots of chrysanthemum wine.

"Okay guest, can you eat spicy, sprinkle some dogwood?"

"One pot yes, one pot no."

"Okay, thanks for your patronage, twenty wen..."

The shopkeeper shouted, his movements were neat, and he soon hit two pots of wine, skillfully pulled off chrysanthemum petals, and sprinkled them on the wine surface.

This wine mixed with chrysanthemum, Ouyang Rong looked at it and felt fragrant in his mouth and teeth, temporarily holding back from drinking.

The shopkeeper first packed a pot of chrysanthemum wine, and the other pot, according to the guest's instructions, added a handful of dogwood, sprinkled on the wine surface.

After autumn, festivals like Double Ninth and Mid-Autumn Festival followed one after another, and drinking chrysanthemum wine was very popular.

Chrysanthemum is also known as the longevity guest, and dogwood is also the evil-warding old man.

Maybe it's because they feel that longevity and evil-warding double-barreled can eliminate the bad luck brought by the traditional ominous day "Double Ninth," adding some dogwood to chrysanthemum wine is also a drinking method popular for a while.

However, Ouyang Rong is not interested in longevity and evil-warding, just greedy, after all, he is "Ouyang Lianghan who doesn't fall after a thousand cups."

He hooked the red rope hanging on the wine pot with two slender fingers, carried two pots of wine, returned to the carriage, sat down steadily, and said warmly:

"Go to Jingyi Ting."

"Yes."

The carriage turned around and soon returned to the wealthy area of Xiushui Fang, turned into a clean street with few pedestrians during the day, and stopped slowly in front of a private residence with many plants and even vines climbing over the wall.

This private residence does not hang the surname of the owner of the house, only a simple plaque, inscribed with "Jingyi Ting."

However, in the eyes of people who know the goods in Xunyang City, this private residence named "Jingyi Ting" is one of the top three high-end and expensive private residences in Xiushui Fang, besides the Xunyang Wang Fu, and even unlike the low-luxury showing off of other private residences, the style and elegance of this "Jingyi Ting" are the highest, and the nine Jiang Nan gardens and strange stone winding water landscape layouts inside are all from the hands of Yangzhou garden architecture masters.

One can tell the outstanding taste of the owner of the private residence at a glance, not comparable to any wealthy merchant upstart, and the identity must be noble.

However, this "Jingyi Ting" has been idle for a long time, and the owner is elusive, sometimes not seen living for a long time, thus covering it with a layer of mysterious color in the eyes of neighbors such as dignitaries in Xiushui Fang.

Ouyang Rong doesn't know that there are so many mysteries about the temporary foothold of his junior sister outside the Wang Fu.

His attendant knocked on the door, and as soon as he reported his name, the mysterious residential door in the eyes of outsiders opened immediately, and the butler rushed over in person, leading a group of maids, respectfully welcoming the future son-in-law in.

"Seventeen Xie Xiao Niangzi and Qin Girl are both here, right?"

"Yes, son-in-law, the young lady and Qin girl haven't gone out today."

"Okay, you go busy." Ouyang Rong smiled gently, paused, and asked the daily question: "Wait, Madam Xie hasn't returned, right?"

"Reporting to son-in-law, no, every time the eldest lady returns from Yangzhou, she will notify, son-in-law don't worry."

"Cough, okay."

Waved his hand to let the manager go busy, declined the maid who wanted to help carry things, Ouyang Rong carried two pots of wine and went to the back courtyard alone.

He was a bit familiar.

Counted as having been here twice.

This Jingyi Ting is Xie family private property. Last time Xie Xuee came to Xunyang, helped Ouyang Rong invite Qin Jingqin and her granddaughter, after the family banquet, before leaving, she handed the key to this residence to his junior sister.

His junior sister has a light personality, quiet and far-reaching, doesn't care much about the Xie family's industries all over Jiang Nan, doesn't pay attention to travel, just has a place to live, and is very low-key when entering and leaving Jingyi Ting on weekdays.

Later, in order to facilitate the marriage between Xunyang Wang Fu and the Qin family, his junior sister and Li Guoer invited Qin Ying to stay.

The Qin and Xie families were family friends, so Qin Ying also accepted the invitation and moved into this private residence. His junior sister often came over to accompany her best friend.

Going to the Wang Fu in the morning and learning that his junior sister was not there, Ouyang Rong guessed that his junior sister had come over to live.

Lu Ya's arrival also shared part of the guard pressure for his junior sister.

In the past, for the safety of Li Xian's family, she had to stay in the Xunyang Wang Fu most of the time. Now with Lu Ya, she could occasionally leave the Wang Fu, accompany the little Qin girl to stroll around Xunyang, and by the way, facilitate her and Li Dalang.

However, there is another reason why Xie Lingjiang wants to come out to live.

On the Xunyang Wang Fu side, after all, it is someone else's house, with many people and mixed eyes, but Ru Shixiong runs to her boudoir from time to time, sometimes intimate in the secluded corridor... Xie Lingjiang is ultimately a daughter, thin-skinned, sweet and angry in her heart.

It's better to come out to live, have a home of her own, with a large private space, so she has been running between Jingyi Ting and Xunyang Wang Fu recently, with a tacit understanding with Ouyang Rong.

A short while later, Ouyang Rong came to a deep boudoir and knocked on the door.

The voice of the personal maid came from inside the door: "Who is it? Qin girl? Sorry, the young lady is bathing and scenting in the back courtyard, hasn't come out yet..."

"Cough, it's me. It's okay, can wait."

Ouyang Rong's voice sounded, and it was quiet inside the door.

Like this, the inside and outside of the door were silent for half a cup of tea.

There seemed to be a whisper in the boudoir, the deep boudoir door suddenly opened, ten or so personal maids ran out, lowered their heads and flushed, and slipped past Ouyang Rong, who had a slender figure.

During this time, except for glancing at him a few times, no one spoke, and I don't know what it meant.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the deep boudoir lacquer door that was forgotten to be closed after the maids left in a hurry.

Bathing and scenting?

His eyes moved, he immediately carried the two wine pots, entered the door quietly, and closed the door casually.

At noon, the sun is just right, it is indeed a good day for bathing.

Ouyang Rong nodded secretly, lightly, and went to the back courtyard.

What if you accidentally bump into something?

Then bump into something.

Ouyang Rong approached the back courtyard and immediately smelled a familiar orchid fragrance, but it was also mixed with the pleasant fragrance of dragon brain chrysanthemum.

In addition, the air was clearly filled with water mist, which was the hot water humidity after a normal bath.

"Junior sister?"

Ouyang Rong pretended to enter by mistake, and after walking close, he tentatively asked with a confused tone:

"Hey, strange, where is she, I'm coming in..."

The footsteps had arrived, not giving the beauty in the courtyard time to react.

The next moment, he "strode in by mistake" into the back courtyard and bumped into a clear, stream-like gaze, smiling but not smiling.

"What is Ru Shixiong's eyes looking for?"

"Eh, why is junior sister... arranging flowers, ate, or not?"

"The sun is so good, not arranging flowers, what should I do, what do you think I should do."

She stood in the sun, dressed neatly, not "cool," her eyes sizing up the face of a certain person:

"What was Ru Shixiong expecting just now? Hmm, why does it look a bit disappointed."

"Not at all."

Ouyang Rong straightened his face and denied it:

"Why does junior sister always say things that are hard for senior brother to understand? The weather is good, saw someone selling chrysanthemum wine on the road, came to find you for a few cups... By the way, junior sister just finished bathing?"

"Hmm."

"That's great, no need to wait, coming early is not as good as coming at the right time, I came at the right time."

"Is it? Why do I feel Ru Shixiong wanted to come earlier."

"Am I that kind of person?"

"Hmm-hum."

After being interrogated by Xie Lingjiang, it was hard to fool her with coaxing and praising.

Ouyang Rong coughed twice, and only then had time to size up his junior sister's makeup and the objects in the courtyard.

She should have just finished bathing and scenting, and was now plain-faced, a goose-egg little face the size of a palm, like clear water coming out of a hibiscus, naturally carved without decoration.

Three thousand green silks, black and soft, draped over her shoulders at will.

Wearing white socks on her feet, stepping on red-rope wooden clogs, only wearing a bright white long skirt like the mountain peak ice and snow, the long skirt slipped half a cute fragrant shoulder at the neck, the collarbone was exquisite, making people want to take a bite... She shone brightly in the brilliant sun, white and dazzling.

In addition, because there was no time to bind her chest, the beauty's snow mountain became more and more towering.

There was a wooden table in the courtyard, with two or three flower vases on it. At this moment, she was standing in front of the lacquer table, carefully inserting a dragon brain chrysanthemum into the vase.

Facing Ouyang Rong's unblinking gaze, Xie Lingjiang turned her eyes away, her white hands raised busily, and she tucked the soft black hair draped over her shoulders to her right shoulder.

She crossed her white hands, took off a red rope from her right arm, simply tied her long hair into a single ponytail, placed it on her right shoulder, and shyly covered some collarbones and snow shoulders.

But this small action of wanting to cover but revealing made Ouyang Rong feel even more charming and cute.

"What are you staring at? Why don't you come and help."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly turned her head and glared at him with apricot eyes.

Ouyang Rong stepped forward immediately, walked to the table, put down the wine pot, and accompanied his junior sister to arrange flowers...

ps: Thanks to my son Mijie for the alliance leader reward, not in vain for my fatherly love like a mountain, in addition, recommend my son's book "What's the point of talking about love after raising a cat", single heroine dog food text, interested brothers can take a look~ ===== CHAPTER 397 =====