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Chapter 133 I really broke my heart for Mingfu
In the carriage just now, Ouyang Rong asked if he wanted to change the knot.

But in fact he only knows how to tie bows.

In other words, Ouyang Rong knew two kinds of knots.

One is a dead knot, the other is a bow.

Obviously, the former is the disappearing smile technique of the little junior sister, and it is not suitable.

In the morning, the sky is bright and the trees on Dagu Mountain are shady, and the trees on both sides of Qingshiban Road are filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

The group of people is just like traveling in spring, picking up the steps and rushing to Donglin Temple.

Ouyang Rong turned his head from time to time to take a closer look at the position of Xie Lingjiang's calf skirt tied into a bow.

In the carriage at the foot of the mountain, when he was knotting the hem of the junior sister's skirt, the back of his hand accidentally touched a place on her leg.

The touch is a bit harsh.

Through the fabric of the skirt, Ouyang Rong felt that there seemed to be something hard on the legs under the skirt of the junior sister.

He was puzzled, but he didn't have the nerve to ask more questions at the time.

After all, it would be too hooligan to directly ask someone what is under a woman's skirt. If the Buddha does not deduct your merits, whose merits will be deducted?

Right now, Ouyang Rong inevitably felt like a cat scratching his heart, looking back from time to time.

Xie Lingjiang turned a deaf ear and stared ahead.

Her eyes fell leisurely on the budding wildflowers by the roadside. The pink and fragrant wildflowers complemented her pink and white clothes.

She seemed to be in a good mood, but she just didn't go to see a senior brother who was always staring at her.

As if wanting to... kill him in a hurry.

"Little Junior Sister, what weapon is hidden under her skirt?"

Ouyang Rong muttered inaudibly for a while, then turned and asked Yan Liulang and his party behind him:

"Liulang, hurry up, what are you doing hanging so far behind, are you tired from walking on such a short mountain road?"

"Ah, here we come, Mingfu, why don't you go first, my brothers and I will follow behind, rest for a while, I'm exhausted, I was a little sleepy after patrolling the streets last night."

"All twelve of you stay up late at night to patrol the streets? You are so tired, which street are you patrolling?" Ouyang Rong asked seriously.

"..." Yan Liulang waited for the arrest.

Ouyang Rong shook his head, ignored them who fell far behind on the mountain road, and led his junior sister to continue walking in front.

In the rear, Yan Liulang looked at each other with his colleagues and brothers who fell behind in tacit agreement.

They all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Liulang felt that it was time to test his wit.

He took people to the county government office in the morning, and as soon as he met with Mingfu and Miss Xie, he found something was wrong.

After seeing Master Xie's unprecedented dress at the back of Mingfu.

Yan Liulang's drowsiness from going to the morning shift suddenly woke up for the most part.

In particular, I learned about the arrangements for burning incense and asking for a lottery before Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang inspected Beitian Jiyangyuan.

He came to his senses in an instant, and at the same time secretly complained incessantly.

You said you, Mr. Xie took the Ming Mansion to the temple fair to ask for a marriage lottery. It was very good, but why did you squeeze in and arrange an inspection of the Beitian Jiyangyuan?
Isn't it like, you turn the table when the master serves food, and you brake the brakes when the master drinks water.

Fortunately, it's not too late now.

Yan Liulang nodded solemnly.

Not long after, the blue-clothed policeman and his followers arrived at the gate of Donglin Temple with Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang.

They could see from a distance that under the sunlight in front of the temple gate, there was a small shiny bald head.

Seems like a long wait.

The "little bald head" was spinning around like an egg, as if seeing Ouyang Rong and the others, his eyes lit up, and he immediately came forward:

"Master County, you are finally here, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Xiufa is still young, but she is nostalgic for the past, and she doesn't look very different from Ouyang Rong, who is a magistrate of a county.

The latter thinks this is very precious.

The little novice came to his senses, and turned his head to look curiously at Miss Xie, who was dressed very attractively today.

He scratched his little head and asked in doubt:
"This is... Miss Xie's younger sister? The magistrate, where is Miss Xie, why didn't you come together?"

"..." Xie Lingjiang.

"..." Ouyang Rong.

Yan Liulang covered his mouth with his fist and coughed twice, with a serious face:
"What nonsense, isn't Miss Xie right in front of you? You little novice, have you lost your head? Don't delay the Ming Palace inspection today."

"It can't be delayed, it can't be delayed."

Xiufa hurriedly nodded and said:
"The magistrate, please come with me. The Beitian Jiyangyuan is ready and waiting for your visit."

"Not in a hurry." Ouyang Rong smiled, "Is there still food in the Zaozhaiyuan, go and have some lunch."

"Yes, yes." Xiufa was taken aback, "It's just that there are a lot of pilgrims going up the mountain today to ask for a lottery, and there are a lot of benefactors who have breakfast, so I'm a little anxious over there."

"It's okay, my junior sister and I are also one of the pilgrims today, so it's okay to find a table to squeeze together."

"A pilgrim too?"

Xiufa was puzzled, looked at Yan Liulang next to him, and muttered to himself what kind of weird temporary arrangement this was.

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"Isn't there a temple fair in your temple today? My junior sister and I have finished our morning fast, so we'll go over there first."

Xiufa was stunned, nodded and agreed: "I see, no problem, I'll take you to the temple fair..."

After finishing speaking, Xiufa was about to take Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang and others to the temple gate, but in the next second, his little bald head was held in place by a big hand, and the little novice monk turned his head back and walked on the spot few times.

"Ming Fu, Miss Xie, my brothers and I have eaten, and our stomach is still full, so we are not hungry."

Yan Liulang smiled and stroked his dog's head, and stopped Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang who were about to leave, and suggested with a straight face:
"Hey, when did the pavilion be built at this gate? It just so happened. The subordinates and brothers are tired. Why don't we go and rest for a while to recharge our energy, and we won't go in with you in the morning."

Yan Liulang looked at Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang with sincere eyes, and was glanced at by the hair holding the dog's head, and subconsciously explained:
"Catcher Xiaoyan, this is the waiting booth, it's for the pilgrims' family members to rest and rest, it can't... umm."

The little monk was only halfway through speaking when he was gagged by the smiling Yan Liulang with his other hand.

The latter said to Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang with a helpless expression:

"Mingfu, Miss Xie, to be honest, my subordinates and brothers are big and rough, and they are good at hunting down thieves and chasing murderers, so I should do my part, but this time I am going to the Marriage Temple Fair...

"I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate for us to go over with a fierce look and swords on our faces. In this kind of occasion, we couldn't hold up any scenes in the past... You go, we will wait for you to come out in the pavilion near the temple gate."

Xie Lingjiang didn't reply, and looked sideways at the senior brother's complexion.

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, and seemed to be able to understand the difficulties of his subordinates. He nodded to Yan Liulang and other arresters, smiled and said:

"That's all right, you stay here, take a good rest, and wait for us to come out."

"Okay okay."

Yan Liulang and the other twelve arresters nodded hurriedly, fearing that the young county magistrate would suddenly change his mind and bring them twelve light bulbs to burn incense and ask for a lottery.

"Then, let's take the county magistrate and Mrs. Xie in... Well, catcher Xiaoyan, what are you doing?"

As soon as Xiufa got out of the clutches of the devil, she straightened her monk's robes, stepped into the threshold of the side door, and was about to lead people into the temple.

Suddenly a big hand came out from behind, firmly pressed his dazzling little head, and dragged him back out of the threshold.

"You, don't go. It's not like Mingfu and Miss Xie don't know how to go on the road to Donglin Temple. Mingfu has been recuperating here for so long. Maybe he knows him better than you. Why are you going to join in the fun?"

Yan Liulang taught with a stern face:

"The Beitian Jiyangyuan, are you ready? Hurry up and go to the Beitian Jiyangyuan to check and prepare yourself. After Mingfu and Miss Xie finish shopping, do you understand?"

"But little monk..."

The back collar of the monk's robe with beautiful hair was pulled up, he clicked his mouth, and under Yan Liulang's staring eyes, he nodded like knocking on a small wooden fish:

"Understood, understood."

Ahead, Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang turned their heads together.

He looked at the Yan Liulang, Xiufa and others who stopped outside the threshold and refused to step further, thought for a while, nodded and said:
"That's fine, Liu Lang, you guys are waiting for me here, my junior sister and I shouldn't be here for long."

After the words fell, a group of people said goodbye in front of the bustling temple gate where people came and went.

It didn't attract much attention.

Ouyang Rong led Xie Lingjiang into the temple slowly.

This time, it was really only the two of them left.

at the same time.

On the other side of Donglin Temple, in a newly expanded courtyard named Beitian Jiyangyuan.

A one-armed swordsman and a black-robed priestess arrived with several subordinates without anyone noticing.

Take your place silently.

At a certain moment, a servant of the Liu family who pretended to be an ordinary pilgrim came back quietly to report.

"See people clearly?"

"Nvxian, see clearly."

"How many people came?"

"Only two, Ouyang Lianghan and the female teacher surnamed Xie, maybe a little too relaxed, the other followers stayed outside the temple gate."

"Oh?"

Fairy Yucheng raised her eyebrows.

　There is another chapter at twelve o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)