No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 419 You are quite nice

In fact, the details of being robbed by a certain gangster Dingjian on Dagushan that night were trivial.

When Rong Zhen reported it to Si Tianjian, he quietly concealed it.

I thought about it again now.

Rong Zhen's jade hand twisting the paper suddenly clenched into a fist, and the bamboo paper in the palm of his hand was crushed into powder.

"It is better to kill than to humiliate. Don't let me find you..."

A trilling murmur sounded in the courtyard.

In fact, for Rong Zhen, the most embarrassing and infuriating thing was that the purple bellyband that had been with her for many years in the palace was looked at nakedly, and some traces on the bellyband were also openly shown to others. …

Whenever he thought about this, Rong Zhen, who had always been ascetic and ascetic, felt... extremely ashamed, like a noble girl's virginity being stripped naked in the street for the first time in her life.

If anyone were in the yard at this moment, they would notice the delicate and small earlobe beads exposed from the black hair of this cold and cold girl in palace clothes, which were as red as blood.

Under the warm autumn sunshine, it is a little crystal clear, like a cherry in early summer, so delicate and beautiful that people can't help but want to take a bite.

It's a pity that no one saw this scene...

Ouyang Rong left the backyard and when he passed the counter, he saw Yan Liulang and seven or eight detectives.

They are helping Rong Zhen to sort out the workshop's sales accounts and guest list one by one.

Ouyang Rong stopped and said hello.

Before turning around and leaving, he and Yan Liulang looked at each other for a moment, exchanging glances imperceptibly...

Ouyang Rong left Zhuxiang Paper Workshop.

Returning to the carriage on the road to Jiangzhou Hall, he closed his eyes the entire time, seemingly resting.

Rong Zhen still perseveres in checking, which is expected.

The only unexpected thing was that Rong Zhen came to him for help and manpower...

"Do you believe me so much..."

Ouyang Rong said to himself.

I remember that Rong Zhen's attitude towards him had changed a lot since he returned from investigating the case in Longcheng.

Although he was still cold to him and didn't show any sunshine, this was just a character of keeping strangers away, rather than the previous attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

The current appropriate cooperation seems to have given him some recognition after getting acquainted with him, Jiangzhou Governor, as an assistant teammate.

This attitude is very subtle, Ouyang Rong can detect it.

At first, Ouyang Rong was wary, thinking it was a trap. Rong Zhen might still doubt him and wanted to deliberately make him relax.

Therefore, these days, even though Ouyang Rong sent Yan Liulang and other cronies to "assist" him, he did not ask Yan Liulang to do anything. Instead, he tried his best to cooperate with Rong Zhen and other female officials in the investigation.

But as time went by, after these days of observation, and repeated trials, Ouyang Rong gradually felt that... Rong Zhen seemed to have no trap.

To come to him for help is indeed just a lack of investigative manpower, and there is no fishing law enforcement.

This is very strange.

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly and returned to Jiangzhou lobby.

The afternoon passed quickly, and Ouyang Rong chatted with Yuan Huaimin for a few words, preparing to go back next time.

Yan Liulang brought people back and suddenly asked for a meeting.

Ouyang Rong's smile remained unchanged and he dismissed Yuan Huaimin. The latter left work happily. Ouyang Rong saw Yan Liulang who had returned to the main hall.

"Mingfu..."

"First have a sip of tea to quench your thirst."

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it over.

Yan Liulang took a sip of tea, but without putting the cup down, he suddenly whispered:

"There's nothing going on at the papermaking workshop."

Ouyang Rong paused for a moment, then continued drinking tea, then put down the tea cup and asked casually:

"You just came back when you were done with your work and had nothing to do, right?"

Yan Liulang said calmly: "Yes."

There was silence between the two of them, and the conversation just seemed like they were talking about their daily life before get off work.

They drank the newly brewed Yunwu tea in silence.

Ouyang Rong felt slightly relieved.

It is different from colleagues in Jiangzhou Hall who use official rattan paper and ink for public and private use.

He had never brought home any official belongings before, so all the paper, ink, pens, and inkstones in the Huaiye Lane mansion were newly purchased by his aunt and Wei Lai in the market.

Although the Die Lian Hua poem he wrote casually that night was written with a special pen and fountain pen, the bamboo paper and ink he used, along with the Die Lian Hua poem, fell into the hands of Miaozhen and other female officials.

When Wei Lai and Ban Xi went to the market to buy paper and ink, it was logical that there were records of their purchases at the paper and ink shops, but they didn't know if the merchants had the habit of keeping records.

Of course it would be best not to have that.

But if there is, it should be hidden among the vast number of buyer records.

Although it is difficult for Rong Zhen to find them one by one, if he investigates carefully, he may still get into trouble.

Originally, Ouyang Rong had already made preparations to be questioned by Rong Zhen with two purchase records.

All the excuses for not admitting it were made.

Unexpectedly, Rong Zhen came to him to ask for help, so Yan Liulang went along with the flow and helped her "with all his heart and soul" for two days.

Yan Liulang was of course very cautious in doing things, as he was originally a police officer.

It was not until now that he came back and hinted to Ouyang Rong that a certain purchase record of Zhuxiang Paper Workshop had been quietly processed.

Before that, Yan Liulang should have been very honest in cooperating with Rong Zhen to investigate the list of paper mills. It was only after confirming that there were no traps or supervision this afternoon that he destroyed a certain inconspicuous name without anyone noticing.

Presumably, the suspect list sent to Rong Zhen now has no clues involving the Huaiye Lane residence.

Ouyang Rong no longer has to worry about the flaws in the paper.

Now only the Mofang side is left. I wonder if the corresponding buyer records are kept.

However, even if Mofang later found out the purchase records of Wei Lai and Banxi, without the support of evidence from Zhifang, the threat to Ouyang Rong alone was even smaller.

All in all, it is generally safe now.

"Thank you." He whispered, putting down the tea cup.

Yan Liulang shook his head.

Thinking of his chat with Rong Zhen not long ago, Ouyang Rong asked again:

"What did Mofang say?"

"After investigating the Zhuxiang Paper Factory, Ms. Shi asked her subordinates to come back and wait for a decision. She said that the Mo Factory has already started an investigation. If there is not enough manpower, they will call us again."

Ouyang Rong asked: "What is Rong Zhen's attitude toward you? Is there anything you are dissatisfied with?"

Yan Liulang shook his head: "I'm not dissatisfied. Before I took away the compiled roster in the afternoon, on the contrary..."

"What the hell."

Yan Liulang shrugged: "Instead, I praised the efficiency of our brothers. The female historian asked us to come to Ming Mansion to ask for rewards. Judging from the tone, it seems that she is serious."

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly. The taste in my mouth is a bit strange.

How could I feel like I had received a sincere comment from my enemy, "You're a pretty good guy?"

But is Rong really stupid? Obviously, judging from his past behavior, he is not stupid. He should have a lot of problems.

Too smooth, Ouyang Rong sighed:

"Okay, I'll note it down, and we'll figure it out together later. Yan Liulang and everyone should continue to wait. Don't go to Shuangfeng Peak for the next few days. If Lady Shi needs it in her follow-up investigation of Mofang, remember... it's your duty to go and help. "

Yan Liulang glanced at him and lowered his eyes: "Yes, Mingfu." After a pause, "It is my duty to do so."

People retreat.

In the empty main hall after getting off duty, Ouyang Rong sat quietly for a while, staring blankly at the setting autumn sun on the corridor outside the door.

Under the dim light in the room, his face looked vaguely embarrassed:

"It doesn't look like an act. If it was a trap, then she should have brought the missing Rokuro over this afternoon to confront him...

"So, when did you exclude me from the list of suspects? If she messes around and sets traps, I won't feel anything. It's just a different position. But if she trusts me so much, I feel guilty..."

Ouyang Rong murmured in a thoughtful tone.

Was it the alibi provided by Li Dalang and other Jiangzhou officials during his previous trip to Longcheng?

Or is it that what Rong Zhen experienced and saw in Longcheng changed his impression of him?

Or maybe... the sword of a certain Die Lianhua owner did something unbecoming of a gentleman, which made Rong Zhen feel that this person was lewd and lustful, but it did not match and connect with Ouyang Rong's impression of him as a gentleman. ?

Or was it that she subconsciously excluded most Jiangzhou officials, including Ouyang Rong, based solely on the paper and ink used by the owner of Dielianhua?

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but mutter:

"It's really hard to guess a woman's thoughts. Are you really not careful about gentlemen? I always feel like something is wrong...

"Could it be that I overlooked something, ignored a certain... clue that could prove my innocence in Rong Zhen's eyes? It's strange, then how could I not know...

"Furthermore, even if the me she saw that day was wearing a mask and my body shape was deliberately changed, which did not match who I am, at most she could rule out that I was the owner of Die Lian Flower, and could not be sure that Die Lian was the owner of Die Lian Flower. The owner of the flower is not from the Xunyang Palace, but since she has relaxed her vigilance towards me, that means she has ruled out the suspicion of the Xunyang Palace with a high probability. The question comes back again, what evidence is used to clear the suspicion between me and the Xunyang Palace... …”

After thinking hard for a while, there was still no clue, so Ouyang Rong had to give up and muttered: "A woman's heart is as deep as the bottom of her heart."

He stood up and prepared to leave. Before walking out of the main hall, he thought of something and paused. He walked to the miscellaneous supplies table in the corner, took out two pieces of light yellow rattan paper and six ink sticks, and packed them into a package together.

Ouyang Rong grabbed something and returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion.

With a calm expression on his face, he returned to Yinbingzhai, reached out and forced the paper and ink he bought for zero yuan into the hands of the stunned white-haired girl:

"From now on, you will use these papers and inks when you study and practice calligraphy. Don't buy them outside again."

"Oh. The paper and ink were gone. I can't find them in the past two days..."

"I took it. Don't mention this to outsiders."

"Yes."

Ye Weilai agreed, looking down at the new paper and ink, and curious: "Where did this come from? Which store did you buy it from?"

"From Jiangzhou lobby."

Ye Weilai was surprised: "Will the master come back with things to subsidize the family?"

"Everyone is like this. I'm not fluent and gregarious, so it's better to be a little more compliant." After a pause, he said seriously: "By the way, and if you need any odds and ends at home in the future, tell me. I'll see. Let’s see if there is any at the government office, and see if we can ask our Lord to reimburse it.”

"..."

Looking at Ouyang Rong who looked extremely serious, Ye Weilai hesitated for a while, nodded and agreed without asking any more questions.

Early the next morning, when he arrived at the Jiangzhou lobby, Ouyang Rong finished browsing the frontline battle reports as usual and supervised Yuan Huaimin's shift. He went out with a normal expression and went to find Rong Zhen again.

In the past few days, Ouyang Rong often went to Rong Zhen to inquire about the progress in the name of caring and helping.

For a while, it seemed very active and cooperative.

In the morning, when the two met, Rong Zhen was in the official office, holding a new roster in one hand and a red pen in the other hand, drawing circles on the paper from time to time, as if drawing suspicious objects.

There were a group of female officials waiting in the official office.

In the courtyard outside, some scholars and scholars were brought in by female officials from time to time for interrogation.

Ouyang Rong strode into the department room, glanced at them, walked around, and found Rong Zhen directly.

As usual, he asked a few questions, and Rong Zhen answered nonchalantly, without looking at him.

Seeing that nothing happened, Ouyang Rong was about to turn around and leave.

"Ouyang Changshi."

Rong Zhen suddenly called out to Ouyang Rong.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Rong smiled gently.

"There is a problem."

Rong Zhen stopped writing and was silent for a while. Under his curious gaze, he finally asked:

"Why are you so eager to help me? When you first returned to Xunyang City, didn't you try to persuade me to be reasonable?"

This problem immediately confused Ouyang Rong.

You can't say that I have your bellyband in my hand, and I am the mole with a guilty conscience, so I came here to hang around and spy on the progress?

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before replying:

"At the beginning, it was the responsibility of the lower officials to give advice, and now it is also the responsibility of the lower officials to cooperate. In a sense, they are the same."

"Responsibility..." Rong Zhen looked at him for a while and suddenly said: "Are you really not selfish?"

"Well, actually a little bit." Ouyang Rong nodded and admitted generously.

Rong Zhen, who had been looking at him, finally lowered his eyes:

"It's okay, you don't need to say it. Everyone has selfish motives. Looking at what you do, it's good enough to put the overall interests of the court first."

Ouyang Rong's face turned red.

After thinking for a while, he asked in a curious tone: "I think Ms. Shi is also fulfilling her duties. Could it be that she also has selfish motives?"

Rong Zhen remained silent.

After a while he continued:

"Even if you try your best to help me, I still have the same attitude regarding the Xunyang Palace and the Donglin Buddha. I will not be accommodating to anyone who makes a mistake."

"That's how it should be."

Ouyang Rong heard this and nodded seriously.

Rong Zhen looked at him silently.

This polite and respectful tone didn't seem to be fake to her.

Seeing that there was nothing to talk about, Ouyang Rong said goodbye and left.

Rong Zhen watched with long sleeves. After an unknown amount of time, she withdrew her gaze and continued to examine the suspect...

On Xingzifang Street, inside the carriage driving again.

"What do you mean, asking about selfishness? I do have a bit of this, but why do I feel that the selfishness we are talking about is a little different."

Ouyang Rong pondered Rong Zhen's words all the way, took a car to Prince Xunyang's Mansion, and reported to Li Xian on the work of making Buddha.

After the report, seeing that it was still early, Ouyang Rong stopped in the corridor and turned to another road...in the direction of Xie Lingjiang Boudoir.

Little junior sister Kangkang, have you gotten up yet?

By the way, when he was caught drinking tea in Yunshui Pavilion that day, the junior sister didn't talk to him for several days...

(End of this chapter)