Chapter 155: Give Mr. Yue some strength!

On the second day, Ou Zanghua slept until he woke up naturally, which was rare.

After getting dressed and washing up with the help of two maids, he sat in front of the window. The branches of the willow tree swayed lightly in the breeze.

Thousands of willow branches brush against your face, and the green smoke and golden ears of grass are blown by the wind.

The fragrance rises with the quiet and graceful singing, and the shadow falls with the charming dancing sleeves.

At this time, Qu Feiyan came in, fixing Ou Zanghua's hair, and asked, "Sir, what was the name of the song that Sister Qingqing sang last night? It was so nice."

"This is a tune of Changde silk string music. If you like, you can learn it from Qingqing." Ou Zanghua said with a smile.

"Okay." Qu Feiyan nodded with a smile.

After walking out of the room, October in Jiangxi is the season of clear and crisp autumn weather, with warm sunshine during the day and cool breeze at night.

Ou Zanghua saw Liu Qing in the water pavilion not far away. When she saw him coming out, she trotted out and said with a smile: "Husband, today Second Senior Brother invited a rice noodle chef from Poyang County to cook rice noodles. You should try it!"

"Okay!" Ou Zanghua's eyes lit up, and he took Liu Qing's hand and said with a smile, "It's a good opportunity to taste the difference between rice noodles and fish noodles."

Jiangxi is a land of fish and rice. The method of making rice noodles was studied as early as the Han Dynasty. Fu Qian, the prefect of Jiujiang, Jiangxi, mentioned the method of making rice noodles in "Popular Prose", which should be the earliest written record.

The two walked into the water pavilion, and the rice noodle chef cooked two servings and brought them up on a tray.

The rice noodles are crystal clear and smooth, and the soup is filled with vegetable aroma.

Various side dishes are placed in small plates next to it, including minced ginger, minced garlic, sesame oil, soy sauce, chopped green onions, minced pickles, bacon slices, etc.

Sesame oil also appeared in the Three Kingdoms period, but was only used as a lighting fuel. It was not until the Yuan and Ming dynasties that edible versions were developed. The famous Zhenjiang fragrant sesame oil originated in the Ming Dynasty.

Ou Zanghua looked at the plate with some surprise. He once went to Nanchang, Jiangxi to attend a friend's wedding, and the rice noodles didn't seem to be arranged like this when he ate them.

Liu Qing was very familiar with Ou Zanghua's taste. She quickly poured various side dishes into the bowl one by one and stirred them. The aroma was so fragrant that people couldn't stop eating.

As the couple were enjoying their breakfast, Xiang Da Nian walked in and said, "Big Brother, Uncle Zuo is here."

"Please come in!" Ou Zanghua said immediately after hearing this.

Liu Qing, who was standing by, asked the rice noodle chef to prepare another bowl so that it would be cooked by the time Zuo Lengchan came in.

"Greetings, Lord Ou and Madam Ou." Zuo Lengchan bowed and saluted.

"Uncle Zuo, let's try the local rice noodles together! They're delicious."

Liu Qing stood up with a smile and said, "I'll go get some fruit. The wife of the Poyang County magistrate came yesterday and gave her some grapefruits. I gave her some Hengshan Yunwu Tea in return."

"Don't give it all away, I still want to drink!" Ou Zanghua reminded with a smile.

"No! Third Brother brought another five kilograms this time. If it's not enough, just ask Dad to send some more." After Liu Qing finished speaking, she turned around and left with her maid.

Zuo Lengchan looked at the loving couple and felt a warm feeling in his heart. He couldn't help but wonder whether he should go back to Songshan to find a wife for his son.

When he was in the underworld, he was worried that one day he would die and his enemies would come after his son to seek revenge.

Now that he is a military officer of the imperial court, he no longer has to worry about this and can even do things in a grand manner.

"Uncle Zuo, did you get the account book?" Ou Zanghua asked gently after eating a bowl of rice noodles and wiping his lips.

"I got it last night, and I've been keeping it close to me." Zuo Lengchan took out the account book from his arms and handed it to Ou Zanghua, and continued: "When I went there, someone searched Jiang Qi's room and found the tunnel."

"But these people's martial arts skills were average, so I killed them."

"That's good!" After hearing this, Ou Zanghua couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Fortunately, he had high-end combat power like Zuo Lengchan on his side.

If it was a weaker one, he would not be killed, but he might be injured. Unfortunately, there is only one top master like Zuo Lengchan in the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
Wait a moment,
As Ou Zanghua flipped through the account book, all kinds of thoughts were running through his mind.

He was wondering whether he should find the "Bixie Sword Manual" in Fuzhou and give it to Mr. Yue?

In this way, wouldn't the Five Mountains Sword Sect have one more top master?
Unfortunately, now that Mr. Yue no longer has the pressure from Zuo Lengchan, he probably can’t make that move.

Just then, Liu Qing asked Qu Feiyan to bring some peeled pomelo. Ou Zanghua ate the pomelo while carefully sorting out the contents of the account book.

"Ok?"

Ou Zanghua's eyes suddenly focused, and he flipped several pages forward before stopping.

Zuo Lengchan had just finished eating rice noodles, which tasted pretty good, with a different texture from Hengyang fish noodles.

He noticed Ou Zanghua's expression and asked in confusion, "Did Lord Ou see anything?"

"It's a bit difficult." Ou Zanghua put down the account book and looked at the shimmering Poyang Lake and began to think.

He originally thought that it was the eunuch Li An, who was in charge of Jiangxi, who worked together with Prince Ning. Although this was difficult to deal with, he dared to go ahead.

Prince Ning is just a grasshopper after autumn, and others dare not provoke him. However, Ou Zanghua does not mind building up his reputation with him.

Anyway, he will have the Saint to back him up, so he has nothing to fear.

But this account book points to Li An alone, with no trace of Prince Ning.

This is going to be difficult!
Who doesn't know that the eunuchs guarding various places are the black gloves of our great emperor?
Without Liu Jin, where would Emperor Zhengde get the money to build the Leopard House?

Dig your own roots, and I'll ask you if you're afraid to take pictures!
So sometimes, Ou Zanghua couldn't help but want to applaud the great people of the Ming Dynasty. With so many bad things happening at the same time, they could still last for 276 years. It was really a miracle.

Retracting his thoughts, Ou Zanghua calmly asked: "Uncle Zuo, how is your Qinggong in the martial arts world?"

"My Lord Ou, our Songshan Sect follows the path of being upright and mighty. We have a dignified and upright aura, so if it is purely a matter of speed, we have nothing to fear." Zuo Lengchan thought for a moment and began to introduce himself.

The swordsmanship and martial arts of the Taishan School are both simple, ruthless and strange. Their leader's token is a short iron sword.
Because the Hengshan School is composed of women, it is difficult for them to work on their strength and it is inconvenient for them to use heavy weapons, so they simply choose light weapons, mainly soft swords.

The Hengshan School's swordsmanship and light skills follow a fantasy, light and narrow style, and it can use short swords, long swords and hard swords freely.

Only the Huashan School practices the most orthodox sword-wielding style, so the swords they carry are the most common three-foot-long swords with four sides.

Huashan swordsmanship and Huashan light skills are both light and agile, just like a pair of swallows flying among willows in spring, flying high and low, left and right, and turning around as they wish.

After listening to this, Ou Zanghua asked, "So when it comes to lightness and agility, Huashan and Hengshan are still the most important, right?"

"Yes." Zuo Lengchan nodded.

Ou Zanghua couldn't help but sigh. The strength of Hengshan Sanding was unquestionable, but they were upright in character. If they were asked to steal, they would most likely refuse directly.

As for Huashan
Mr. Yue is a good hand and is suitable for this kind of thing.
Zuo Lengchan saw that Ou Zanghua needed a few people with quick Qinggong skills to do some dirty things. He thought for a while and said, "Sir Ou, I know a Huashan abandoned disciple who has superb swordsmanship and first-class Qinggong skills. Maybe he can help you."

"Abandoned disciple of Huashan. Heir of the Sword Sect?"

Ou Zanghua immediately knew who Zuo Lengchan was talking about. He smiled and asked, "Can this person be trusted?"

Zuo Lengchan thought for a moment before speaking: "That's right, this man's name is Feng Buping, he is a man of firm character, as long as Lord Ou agrees to let him inherit Huashan, he will definitely go through fire and water."

"Then please ask Master Zuo to invite him over!" Ou Zanghua thought about it and thought it would be a good idea to find something for Mr. Yue to do, so he added with a smile, "Also, send an invitation to Master Yue as well."

Lao Yue needs to be strengthened a little, otherwise he will just be guarding his own little piece of land without any motivation!

Zuo Lengchan was stunned, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He knew that his nephew's evil taste had come back again. The last person who was suppressed by his IQ was
Ok? ? ?
It seems to be myself.
Zuo Qianhu's mouth fell. He felt that it would not be long before Yue Buqun might become his good friend.
(End of this chapter)