The breeze is coming slowly.

After a few drinks, Ouyang Rong became a little tipsy when the wind blew at noon.

From waking up from sleepwalking in the underground palace in the early morning, to now having lunch with the teacher and junior sister in Meilin Xiaoyuan.

After struggling for a long time and being unconscious for many days, I was really hungry.

Ouyang Rong was not polite about the whole table of food that was originally used to entertain the teacher. He kept picking up his chopsticks, and in a short time, most of it was gone.

The same goes for wine. He drinks it like water and uses it to swallow food.

The fine wine on the table was brought by Xie Lingjiang from the "Su Mansion". Of course, Ouyang Rong also knew now that the house next door was not the Su Mansion, but should be called Li Mansion.

But of course, we can't put a plaque on it. After all, throughout the Zhou Dynasty, the surname "Li" is the well-known imperial surname.

"Lianghan turns out to be a pretty good drinker."

Looking at Ouyang Rong, who was immersed in cooking rice and taking a sip of wine from time to time, Xie Xun and his daughter looked at each other, turned around and said with a smile.

"It's okay. Actually, it doesn't taste like anything."

Ouyang Rong put down the bowl, smiled, reached for the wine bottle, and prepared to pour wine for the teacher.

But someone has already moved faster.

"Father, senior brother, I'm coming."

The three of them moved a small square table under the grape trellis and sat down on their knees to eat.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Xun were facing each other, facing north and south.

Xie Lingjiang sat between the two, facing them sideways, with Ouyang Rong on his left and Xie Xun on his right.

At this moment, after taking a bath, this Xie girl was full of fragrance. She was wearing a double-breasted snow-white dress, sitting on her knees on a futon. The long dress was made of expensive fabrics and was soft and close to the body, which naturally highlighted her beautiful curves.

The girl's kneeling posture caused her slim jade buttocks to press against her calves. The silky fabric was bulging and tight, just like the gourd-shaped wine flask she was holding up in her hand.

Xie Lingjiang volunteered, and her three thousand black hair was tied up dignifiedly with a glazed red rope hairpin. She sat up, held the wine flask in her two jade hands, and her little face was seriously attracted to her senior brother and father.

Fine wine.

Xie Xun couldn't help but glance at the hairpin Xie Lingjiang pinned to his black hair.

When she entered the kitchen just now, her long hair was still hanging loose. However, when she and Liang Han came out with the food a little while later, her long hair was already tied up and she had a strange hairpin.

Her cheeks also turned a lot red, although she still had a serious expression on her face.

Xie Xun couldn't help but sigh.

He glanced at the wine glass again, and the gentle and virtuous little girl pouring wine in front of him.

By the way, it had been a long time since he had drank a drink poured by his own daughter. He remembered how well-behaved his daughter was when he was a child. Unfortunately, after he grew up, he didn’t like to attend his father’s banquets. He acted independently and often taught him to drink less...

But today, it is unprecedented.

In fact, for the old father, he is not afraid of his daughter being angry, but he is afraid that she will suddenly behave.

Xie Xun turned around and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, father, please drink quickly." Xie Lingjiang smiled slightly, responded, and immediately turned her head towards Ouyang Rong, who was drinking heavily. She frowned and said with concern: "Elder brother, please drink slowly..."

A loving father and a filial daughter.

Taking advantage of Lianghan's presence today, Xie Xun calmly drank a few more glasses, but his mouth was inexplicably sour.

Well, I don’t know if it’s because the wine is sour or what happened.

Almost half full, Ouyang Rong temporarily put down his chopsticks, raised his glass to Xie Xun, and signaled:

"Actually, I don't drink much on weekdays. I mainly spend time with my teachers and friends."

He smiled and said, "Because I can't always taste what's good about wine. I just think it's similar to slightly sour water and can quench thirst. I can't say I like it."

"Is that so? Lianghan has indeed changed a lot."

Xie Xun rolled up his sleeves, put down his wine glass, and said with emotion:

"Brother Shen returned to Jiangzhou from Longcheng and what he said to my teacher is correct. I remember that when Lianghan was a student, he hated this kind of socializing at the wine table. If he didn't drink, he would lose face. Give."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes flashed as he recalled: "Later, when we were rushing to take the exam in Luoyang, when our master and apprentice were saying goodbye, we leaned under the willow tree and Liang Han took a sip. This incident was talked about in the academy for a while."

"Yeah?"

Xie Lingjiang looked at Ouyang Rong curiously, his eyes bright.

"Well, that's what happened." Ouyang Rong nodded and smiled, paused, as if reminiscing for a moment, and said softly:

"I urge you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west...there is no old friend."

Xie Lingjiang looked sideways, Xie Xun laughed and asked:

"Does Lianghan still remember the ambition he made when he said goodbye to Luoyang that day?"

The Xie father and daughter looked at each other.

Ouyang Rong put down his chopsticks and remained silent for a long time.

"I was young and energetic at the time."

Xie Xun shook his head: "If you are not young and vigorous, how can you be called a young man? What's more, isn't Liang Han still young now? He is the weakest champion in the final army."

Ouyang Rong sighed: "It's harder than the teacher, Xie Jia Baoshu, the sincere heart never grows old."

As if he understood the riddle in his father's and senior brother's words, Xie Lingjiang turned his head and glanced at the Su Mansion next door.

Xie Xun put down his chopsticks and was about to speak, but Ouyang Rong was the first to say:

"It's been a lot of hard work for my teacher and junior sister these days when my disciple was in coma."

Xie Xun shook his head, pointed at Xie Lingjiang and said: "Huanhan is even harder, traveling thousands of miles to Gezao Mountain to seek medical treatment for you."

Ouyang Rong asked calmly: "My injury is serious?"

Xie Xun nodded.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "My injury was not cured by Master Shandao, right?"

"That's right." Xie Xun said calmly:

"Huanwen went to Gezao Mountain to invite Taoist Chongxu, but Lianghan was seriously injured and Taoist Chongxu was helpless. At this time..."

Xie Lingjiang raised his head and wanted to speak: "Elder brother, in fact, this miracle doctor..."

Xie Xun interrupted:

"Fortunately, at this time, Taoist Master Chongxu met a miracle doctor who was passing by Longcheng and was also a senior of the Taoist sect. He asked him to help and saved Lianghan."

Xie Lingjiang frowned and turned to look at her father who looked calm. The latter did not look at her, but looked at Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong asked: "Who is the miracle doctor? Is he still in Dragon City?"

"Liang Han has recovered and the miracle doctor has left."

"Can I leave my name?"

"The miracle doctor did not leave a name."

"That's it." Ouyang Rong whispered.

Xie Xun turned his head, his eyes stopped Xie Lingjiang, then turned back and asked softly:

"How can Lianghan be sure that it was not Master Shandao who treated him? I and Huanyuan were just about to tell you."

"If I were Master Shandao, I would definitely ask Xiufa and the others to stay at the bedside. Especially if I am about to recover and wake up from the illness, according to Master Shandao's temperament, I will definitely appear at the bedside as soon as possible.

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "But when I woke up and waited for a long time, there was no one in the room, and my junior sister also came late...

"Later, she also mentioned some miracle doctor who informed her that she had just been cooking in the kitchen and her mind became clearer, so she thought of this problem."

Xie Xun sighed: "Lianghan is very careful."

Ouyang Rong turned his head and asked Xie Lingjiang, who was frowning at the side:

"Junior sister, why do you look like this? Did the miracle doctor save me and make some request to you? Although it sounds like it's nothing."

Xie Lingjiang shook his head: "There is no request from us."

Xie Xun said softly: "We wanted to give it, but the miracle doctor refused to accept it. Instead, he said that someone had already paid for you, Lianghan."

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Who?"

Xie Xun didn't answer and looked at Ouyang Rong.

As if he understood something, Ouyang Rong slowly raised his eyebrows:

"I see... Don't you think the person being rescued should feel guilty? This miracle doctor is actually kind. He helps the world with his help and his benevolence brings blessings..."

Xie Xun nodded: "Maybe he stood up to save people after witnessing the benefits Liang Han had brought to the people of Longcheng. This can be regarded as 'someone paid', and Liang Han does not need to feel guilty."

"Really..." Ouyang Rong whispered.

He suddenly remembered the long dream he had when he was unconscious.

Ouyang Rong raised his head and asked: "Besides this miracle doctor, who else is guarding my bed these days?"
To be continued...