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As soon as the door was closed, Bian Jiang asked: "Tomorrow, tell me the truth, did you save Xiao Xiao..."

He was interrupted again: "Master, you have to keep this secret for disciples."

The frontier looked like the sky was falling again, "It's just that your life is hard-won. Using the forbidden technique of the occult world, the sacrifice is too great, so why bother?"

"Father's debt is paid by the son," Ouyang Mingri chuckled, "My father pretended to be Ban Tianyue, and he hurt people. As his son, it's human nature to clean up the mess for him. Why bother?"

Bian Jiang stared with disbelief on his face: "Ban Tianyue is your father? Will you make a mistake tomorrow?"

"Master, there is nothing wrong. The disciple has been hiding in the palace recently, and found that he can't find Dad when Ban Tianyue appears, and Ban Tianyue doesn't show up when Dad is there."

"So, your father is pretending to be crazy," he paused, "Then, it makes sense why Ban Tianyue used Ouyang Feiying's trick."

The frontier faction has a lot of meaning: "Pay the debt to the son? This is just an excuse, you are very concerned about this lady from Luhua who has not formally paid homage." Ouyang remained silent tomorrow.

"Tomorrow, although I have never been in love as a teacher, I can tell that you are a dedicated person, and you have had feelings for Yan'er since you were young. Now you have only left Sifang City for a month. Within a month, you can actually be in love with another girl. What is going on between you and Xiaoxiao?"

The dimly lit room was only illuminated by a single candle, the candlelight danced and the golden light swayed, even people were covered with a layer of gold.

Ouyang Mingri stared at the red flame, "It's okay to tell Master, Xiaoxiao, it is the curtain that has been missing for many days."

Hearing this, Bian Jiang was startled and amazed, suddenly felt that there was nothing strange in the world, his beard almost stood on end, and he looked like he was complaining, but he couldn't say anything.After a long time, she lamented and pounded the table again, "Negative debt, evil debt! Tomorrow you... are so confused!" Changed his tone, "Lian'er was born of Yan'er, and Yan'er is your friend, how can you , how could..."

"Even Master thinks this is wrong? It's against human relations?" Ouyang stared at Master in a daze. I have been charged with incest, Master, this disciple has no way out."

I caught a glimpse of a figure standing outside the door, handsome and tall, with long curly hair hanging down his cheeks, this person can only be a ghost.His heart skipped a beat. It turned out that he not only told Shangguanyan the truth, but now he also told Sima Changfeng that his daughter married his good friend.It happened so fast that Ouyang Mingri didn't have time to believe it. Anyway, calmly, he still calmly said to the door: "Brother Sima must have been waiting outside for a long time, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

The door was pushed open, and Sima Changfeng with a bitter face stepped in without saying a word, as if someone had killed his whole family.

Bian Jiang felt that it was unnecessary, and some things needed to be resolved by the parties themselves, and said: "Tomorrow, you can chat slowly, and go to the courtyard to enjoy the moon for the teacher."

Ouyang understood the meaning of Bian Jiang tomorrow, and said, "Thank you, Master."

After Bianjiang left, Sima Changfeng kept his eyes on the corner of the wall, "Sai Huatuo, you have always been the person Gui Jianchou admired the most, but now, Gui Jianchou is only disappointed."

After saving people and saving most of the night, Ouyang Mingri only felt one word, tired, with cold sweat on his forehead, and sat down along the table, "It's the luck of Sai Huatuo to be appreciated by brother Sima, but it's just a matter of love. , can make people irrational."

"Yeah, Sai Hua Tuo did become irrational when he was having fun, but do you know that in three months, Lian'er disappeared, how did Yan'er and I spend these one hundred days and nights? At night, Yan'er often wakes up from a dream, with curtains hanging from her mouth. She is only in her 30s, and already has gray hair. Back then, you kept saying that if I made Yan'er suffer a little bit of wronged or hurt, You won't let it go, but now, have you done it?" The expression can be said to be full of anger.

Ouyang sat silently for a long time tomorrow, deep shame swept his body: "The matter has come to this point, I can only say sorry, sorry. The momentary selfishness has hurt you and Miss Shangguan, Sai Huatuo is ashamed. But I promise, I will definitely want to There is a way to save Miss Shangguan."

"That would be the best," Sima Changfeng turned his head, "After Yan'er is rescued, our family of four will go back to the mountains and never come back again. I hope Sai Huatuo will make it happen."

Ouyang Mingri looked at him strangely: "Whether it will be fulfilled or not, how can I be the only one who can decide?"

"If you promise to let go of the curtain, it will be the greatest fulfillment."

Ouyang Mingri had already guessed this result, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. The secret was revealed so early by himself. Whether it will be fulfilled or not, is it up to him?Unknowingly, he picked up the teacup on the table and squeezed it for a long time, "If that's the case, I'm afraid it's not your family of four who left, but me."

Sima Changfeng was stunned, and Ouyang continued tomorrow: "I used to have a villa outside the palace, but is it still there?"

"It's still there, but there have always been some orphans living in it, and there is no one to take care of it."

"Then it would be perfect for me to live back there."

Sima Changfeng was startled again.

"Lian'er didn't know there was this villa, and she couldn't find me until she got there. And as a national teacher, it's convenient to seek blessings for Sifang City, and to offer advice on how to get rid of half the sky and moon. It's inconvenient."

Sima Changfeng nodded with a "reasonable" expression, "Thank you," paused, "It's late at night, I don't want to disturb you any more, so I'm taking my leave."

In Ouyang Ming's diary, he couldn't remember how he said goodbye to Brother Sima, how he waited until dawn and how he rushed to the mountain villa he mentioned outside the palace, and he couldn't remember how he recruited Chen Keliang.Just remember that walking into the villa is like walking into hell.

Eight years ago, he was also a national teacher, and he lived in this Ouyang Villa, but now it has become a place where beggars live together. He hasn't stepped into this place for eight years, but once he stepped in, he saw such a scene.

Chen Keliang drove over with a car loaded with many bags of dry food.Ouyang ordered him to distribute it to the little beggars in the village tomorrow.

When the little beggar saw food, his eyes would glow.After saying "thank you", he took the food and ate it with peace of mind.

"The national teacher is really powerful in foretelling. Knowing that these orphans are hungry and call to download food, they will definitely appreciate you in the future." Chen Keliang apologized to him to some extent, and he didn't dare to raise his head, trying his best to draw the corners of his mouth to the maximum.

"What I want is not their gratitude, but to see them become talents in the future and become pillars of the country."

Hearing this, Chen Keliang raised his head in shock, the National Teacher had given him too many surprises.

"Children are equal to the future, and the future prosperity and decline of Sifang City will also be determined by these children," Ouyang Mingri glanced at the expressions of the little beggars eating big cakes innocently and joyfully, "Chen Huwei, do you know that I called you here today?" For what?"

"I don't know, I'll let you know about state affairs."

"I want to train these children, and I need your help. Find some gentlemen in the city, find some musicians in the palace, and let them practice literature. Since they are talented, they naturally need to practice literature and martial arts. These children are not lacking in bones. Some teach them martial arts, I think this task is still up to you."

Chen Keliang was ashamed, "In terms of talent, my subordinates are no match for the national teacher, and they are really capable of taking on this great task."

"In terms of martial arts, I'm just miscellaneous but not proficient. Chen Huwei is too modest," Ouyang Mingri laughed. "In addition, we need to post notices to recruit martial artists and train a hundred cavalry."

"One hundred cavalry? Doesn't the national teacher want to use it to deal with Fenglin Villa and rescue the young master's mother?"

Ouyang looked into the distance tomorrow, as if seeing the bright future of Ouyang Villa: "Fenglin Villa has a century-old foundation, but my villa is just a novice, so what can I do with a mere hundred cavalry? These cavalry will be used in the future."

Chen Keliang nodded and said yes, but there were more and more problems. "Sir, it's not hard to find a musician. As for a hundred cavalrymen, the national teacher Sai Huatuo's reputation spreads far and wide. It's easy to recruit warriors. But so many people have enough food and clothing. To live, the huge amount of money needed is far from imaginable.”

"I have my own way of doing this, you just need to ask me to do what I say."

"Yes," glanced at the expression on his face, "Before coming out, the city lord asked his subordinates to ask the national teacher for advice. Ban Tianyue is a great evil in Sifang City, and Fenglin Villa colluded with it. I don't know how to get rid of the enemy?"

Ouyang said tomorrow: "This is a political matter, and the discussion of politics should naturally be above the court, you go back first, let me think about it."

"I have another question."

Ouyang Mingri frowned, but he didn't show boredom, "Please tell me."

"The wrong things that my subordinates did in Mengzhou before are judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Can you really forgive me?"

Ouyang Mingri's eyes were confused, "I've forgotten that incident a long time ago. But Chen Huwei, forgot, forgiving, does not mean that I am magnanimous. I just don't want to get a moment of happiness because of holding a grudge, and one day I won't even have time to regret it A physiognomist is my best example.”

Chen Keliang was astonished.

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