Li Fusu suddenly found a hand stretched out in front of him, holding a piece of watermelon.

He was stunned, then raised his hand to take it: "Thank you... thank you Lianghan."

"What are you thanking for the melon you brought?"

Ouyang Rong thought it was funny, shook his head, and then immersed himself in eating melon.

Li Fusu also smiled, suddenly not so nervous.

Later, the two friends faced each other, squatted on the ground, and ate melon together, showing a tacit understanding.

"Is your name Li Fusu..."

Ouyang Rong muttered and asked without raising his head: "So, Emperor Gaozong is your biological grandfather?"

"That's right." Li Fusu nodded.

"What's it like to be the grandson of the emperor?" he asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Li Fusu was stunned.

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, searched his memory, opened his mouth and took a big mouthful of melon meat. While chewing, he grinned and asked:

"If I remember correctly, Emperor Gaozong was critically ill, the imperial guards intervened in politics, the original prince was deposed, your father was appointed as the new prince, and you became the eldest grandson.

"In order to stabilize the foundation of the country, Emperor Gaozong appointed you as the emperor's grandson, opened the palace early, and confirmed the order of succession.

"Well, the legitimate third-generation crown prince and the sole heir to the Daqian legal system should be right, right?"

"That's right, but..."

Li Fusu put down the melon gourd with both hands, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hands, and said with a grimace:

"But when my grandfather enthroned me, I had just turned one year old. After a few years, my father lost the throne, my grandmother changed the throne to the Zhou Dynasty, and in the new country and new dynasty, I was deposed and demoted to a commoner.

"My butt is not even warm from sitting down. How can I know what the emperor's grandson feels like? Hey, Lianghan, you better stop teasing me."

The unshaven young man gnawing melon sighed and shook his head.

Ouyang Rong laughed.

"My dear Tianhuang, you have won at least once at the starting line. After experiencing it, it is not a loss."

"Well."

Li Dalang didn't quite understand his friend's weird joke, but he was also honest and didn't hold anything accountable. He lowered his head and continued to chew the watermelon in his hand.

At a certain moment, he suddenly whispered:

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, life like this would be pretty good, if it hadn't been for the last incident of being hunted down by the Wei family."

When Ouyang Rong heard this, he ate his melon in silence and did not answer anything.

"On the 15th day of last time in Dagushan, thanks to Lianghan and Miss Xie, our family escaped the disaster. Later on the way down the mountain back to Luming Street, Amei suddenly said that we might not be able to continue as a family. Common people.

"We can no longer live the leisurely and anonymous days we had before. Our family has been noticed by people in Luoyang, and we are destined to be involved in future disputes..."

Li Fusu raised his head, looked at Ouyang Rong, and couldn't help but confirm again:

"Lianghan, tell me, is this true? Is it really impossible for our family to go back?"

Ouyang Rong said without raising his head:

"Didn't you, Dalang, hear what I said in Yilanxuan's study last time?"

Li Fusu was stunned for a moment, then looked a little embarrassed, "Lianghan, at that time we..."

"It's okay, junior sister has already told me.

"And I had already guessed that during that time, your father and sister had nothing to do to show their courtesy."

Ouyang Rong dropped the clean melon gourd, picked up the sweat towel, wiped his hands, and asked casually:

"Why, Dalang doesn't believe my speculation and judgment?"

"No."

Li Fusu shook his head vigorously and said softly:

"I just feel that even if Lianghan's judgment comes true, my grandmother really took our family back to Luoyang. The process was uneventful and smooth, and she even named my father as the emperor's heir again after returning to Beijing.

"But I'm afraid we won't be able to handle the overwhelming wealth. There is no such thing as pie in the sky in this world.

"It's better to live in seclusion in Dragon City, stay together as a family, and live an ordinary life."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Okay, for the rest of his life, Dalang will continue to study in the Juxian Garden every day and serve the teacher."

"Ke Lianghan, what are you talking about? You have said before that studying requires a balance between work and rest. Occasionally, I can go to Yunshui Pavilion to cultivate myself. Why can't I do that?"

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and interrupted:

"I haven't even returned to Beijing yet, and I'm starting to be sentimental. Others are worried about danger in times of peace, but it's better for you to just stay in a corner. Why are you nostalgic for the ordinary days? You should live well now."

The young county magistrate lowered his head and patted his sleeves, saying coldly:

"Tianhuang Guizhou's background is already superior to that of most people in this world. Does Dalang just want to enjoy its benefits and shrink from its risks and responsibilities?

"Then what I just told you about identity and responsibility, isn't it in vain?

"It won't be the same next time. If you still have such random thoughts and hesitations, don't come to me in the future. This is the end of our friendship."

"Liang Han, calm down." Li Fusu hurriedly waved his hand, grabbed his friend's sleeve, and tried to save it: "It's my fault, I won't dare to do it again!"

Ouyang Rong glanced at him.

Li Fusu smiled sarcastically. After a moment, he softly said "Hey" and vaguely realized something:

"What Liang Han means...is he actually willing to help my family?"

Ouyang Rong didn't answer, packed up the food box and stood up.

"When you're full, let's go. I'll take you somewhere."

He stood tall, held the knife in one hand, picked up the food box in the other, and walked towards the bottom of the high platform without any sloppiness.

Li Fusu hurriedly followed.

They met Xie Lingjiang and Yan Liulang in the shade of a tree under the high platform.

The four of them looked at each other without saying anything and left together.

"Where is Lianghan going?"

Ouyang Rong walked at the front without saying a word.

Xie Ling Jiang followed suit.

Li Fusu and Yan Liulang looked at each other and followed honestly.

Ouyang Rong led them all the way across Guyue Jianpu, to the foot of Xiaogu Mountain, and climbed the stairs.

Li Fusu discovered that Ouyang Rong's destination seemed to be the top of the mountain.

Everyone walked up the mountain, silently passing by the ruins of the Jia-shaped sword furnace house overgrown with weeds, and also passed by the Liu family's ancestral house, which had been ransacked and cleared.

Finally we arrived at the top of Xiaogushan.

In Li Fusu's field of vision, a brand new sacrificial hall appeared.

It is daytime now, and there are craftsmen and Lauf moving things in and out. It seems that it has not been completely completed yet.

When Xie Lingjiang and Yan Liulang saw it, their expressions were calm, as if they were not surprised.

A look of curiosity appeared on Li Fusu's face. He remembered that this place used to be a Dragon King Temple, a superstitious sacrificial place for the people of Dragon City.

"Is this a shrine built by the common people for Liang Han?" he guessed curiously.

Ouyang Rong didn't answer.

Soon, Li Fusu discovered that he had guessed wrong.

This living temple does not offer sacrifices to ghosts or gods, nor does it offer sacrifices to upright officials.

It is used to commemorate all the heroes of Dragon City, like Liu Ashan, who sacrificed their lives to control floods and eliminate harm in Dragon City.

At the entrance of the Sheng Temple, there were two couplet banners written in what appeared to be Liang Han's handwriting. Li Fusu turned around to stare at them, and recited them silently for a while, but did not read them aloud in the end.

Li Fusu saw the name of brother Ashan on the wall in the center of the lobby.

The footsteps of everyone echoed in the empty hall of Shengsi.

The atmosphere is somewhat solemn.

Li Fusu followed the young county magistrate in front of him and inspected a circle of shrines. He remained silent the whole time.

The temple has not yet been fully completed, and there are craftsmen working shirtless, sweating profusely.

When Li Fusu saw Lianghan, who had been silent the whole time, he stopped and put down his food box. He gave the unused iced rice wine and half a scoop of watermelon to the craftsmen.

Not long after, Ouyang Rong, Li Dalang and their group left the Shengsi Temple on the top of the mountain.

On the way down the mountain.

Li Dalang said: "I heard that the imperial court has always strictly prohibited people from setting up sacrifices. It doesn't matter to Lianghan, right? I should have reported it?"

Ouyang Rong said casually:

"The first time I reported it to Jiangzhou, they explained that it was not a ritual to worship ghosts and gods, but just to commemorate the people who lofty ideals for flood control. The governor's office directly issued a document opposing it.

"The Lord Wang said that this matter violated the regulations of the court and the prime minister's regulations. I was relying on my merits in water control and was arrogant to demand rewards. He firmly protested and said that if he dared to build it privately, he would write to me to intervene."

"How could it be so serious? What should Lianghan do?"

Ouyang Rong said softly: "He is protesting. Since he said that I am using my power to force rewards, then I will force it to him. I have already submitted a letter to the political affairs hall. Well, this is not considered a private construction."

"Um, wouldn't it be bad to go directly to Shangguan like this? I'd offend him..."

He smiled and asked: "Is it okay if he offended me?"

Li Fusu was immediately speechless.

If anyone else said this, he would only feel arrogant.
To be continued...