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Chapter 467: Enjoyable Gossip

"Ouyang Lianghan, come out for a moment. I have something to ask you..."

"Ouyang Lianghan, let's go to Xunyang Grottoes..."

"Ouyang Lianghan, where is today's battle report from the front line? Why didn't it come? Come out and don't disturb others..."

"Ouyang Lianghan, come out and give me the list of Jiangzhou scholars from the first year of the Holy Calendar..."

"Ouyang Lianghan, where are you? We have made an appointment for the carriage at the second quarter of the first lunar month. If you dare to be late next time, I will not wait for you again. This will never happen again..."

"Ouyang Lianghan, accompany me to the yard of Huang Xuan's house in Xingzifang. I remembered something strange and went to investigate..."

"Ouyang Lianghan, what have you been busy with these past two days? After applying for an extension, the Donglin Buddha will no longer be important, right? You are late again. You said you are busy at the end of the year, but I am not busy at all? You delayed It's my time. I will never come to inform you next time. You can just take a ride and go there..."

"Ouyang Lianghan? Forget it, it's up to you..."

"Ouyang Lianghan, come out."

At first, everyone was a little worried that Ouyang Changshi, who was as gentle as jade, was being targeted by the female officials and causing trouble.

"Huang Xuan's father also works at Xunyang Grottoes, and was even placed in some low-rent housing promoted by Jiangzhou Hall. Do you know about this?"

It's the same early morning today,

Rong Zhen suddenly threw something into Ouyang Rong's arms.

But later on, there were no internal investigations or suspensions. Many Jiangzhou officials who were coming and going at the entrance of the main hall were used to this scene...

"I know." Ouyang Rong replied immediately.

"Why don't you allow the female historian to put it away? There is no reason to take back the things that have been given away. You can keep them for later use."

"Don't dare, don't dare, then...then I..."

Recently, at the second quarter of the morning... that is, around 7:30, the cold voice of a certain female historian calling Ouyang Changshi can be heard at the main entrance of Jiangzhou Hall.

He looked at Rong Zhen, who had narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Did Rong Nu Shi go to ask him?"

"okay."

Ouyang Rong tried to ask: "Does Rong Nushi have any other instructions?"

Rong Zhen suddenly stretched out his hand, took back the green bamboo stick, curled his lips and said:
"Okay, I will keep it for you first. Next time you are injured and unable to walk, I will return it to you. That's settled."

Sometimes I called Ouyang Changshi out for questioning, sometimes I went with him to the Xunyang Grottoes, and sometimes I don’t know where we went together or what we were investigating, but we didn’t see anyone all morning.

"No, but Ouyang Lianghan, I want to ask you something."

"My surname is not Rong."

Rong Zhen waved his hand.

The latter couldn't help but lowered his head in wonder:
"This is……"

"please say."

"Here, give it back to you."

"Rong Nu Shi, what are your orders?"

The two of them were standing on the corridor not far from the main hall. This corridor leading to the main hall was already a busy road. In addition, the day's plan was in the morning. The morning happened to be the busiest time in Jiangzhou's lobby, even fishing. The madman Yuan Huaimin has to check in personally and count his daily steps.

Rong Zhen's daughter Shi walked over with a cold expression and called out Ouyang Changshi who was immersed in his papers. From the tone of his voice, he seemed to be in a bad mood. Ouyang Changshi ran out with a slight bump on his back. Many people looked at him curiously...

Rong Zhen tilted his head: "Then just take it and use it yourself."

"It's okay, it's easy." Ouyang Rong paused, handed it out again, and said casually:

Rong Zhen raised his sleeves and glanced at a certain coward with a cautious attitude:

The two chatted for a few words, and the atmosphere was a bit quiet.

This lady, Master Shi, who usually never comes to an end, has been coming to the lobby of Jiangzhou quite frequently recently. It seems that she comes to see Ouyang Changshi every time for official business.

"just kidding."

Therefore, there will be many small officials delivering official documents passing by the corridor. But now, I don’t know if it is a coincidence. During the conversation when Rong Zhen called Ouyang Rong out, there were not many people passing by, as if he was on holiday in the past. Just as lonely.

"..."

"They're all the same..." Seeing the increasingly unhappy look on a certain female historian's face, Ouyang Rong immediately changed his words: "Okay, it's different. What's your surname, female historian?"

"Thank you for the bamboo stick you gave me a few days ago. It's quite useful."

Ouyang Rong shrugged and said:
"His father performed very well, endured hardships and stood hard work. He applied for it himself, and the subordinate did not open a back door."

"Thank you Rong Nu Shi."

"Um, shouldn't I ask?"

How did you know that I would be hurt next time, so you cursed me instead? Ouyang Rong was speechless, but still clasped his fists:

"Ouyang Lianghan, you curse me to be seriously injured from time to time, right?"

Rong Zhen lowered her eyelashes: "I forgot about it too, forget it, just call me Rong Nu Shi."

Rong Zhen calmed down, but his eyes fell on Ouyang Rong's curious face, not missing any subtle expression, as if he wanted to explore something.

Rong Zhen glanced at his calm face.

Rong Zhen nodded: "The suspect's relatives naturally had to be questioned, but I didn't embarrass him. Although he was hesitant, what he said was later found to be true."

"What did you find?"

Rong Zhen looked at Ouyang Rong who looked curious for a while, then slowly spoke:
"According to what he said, Huang Xuan seemed to have been picked up by a sword-carrying Taoist priest. After my investigation, the sword-carrying Taoist priest's dress seemed to come from the Sanqing Taoist sect."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Three Pure Taoist Sect? There is still this matter."

Rong Zhen suddenly asked: "The people below also found out something. This sword-carrying Taoist priest has been in and out of Prince Xunyang's mansion and seems to live in the mansion."

Rong Zhen noticed that Ouyang Lianghan frowned at first, then relaxed a little, and answered slowly: "Is it that Taoist priest..."

"What Taoist priest? You know him."

"We know each other, but we are not familiar with him. I don't know him very well. This Taoist priest suddenly visited the prince's house a few days ago. He seems to have some old friendship with the prince's family. However, I don't have much interaction with him, so I didn't ask any questions." .”

"What's your last name?"

"I don't know." He paused and replied, "It seems to be something like Yuan, I forgot."

Rong Zhen pursed his lips: "He is undoubtedly a Taoist priest from Sanqing. He is a senior with the title of "Three Mountains Spilled Blood", and his seniority is not low."

Ouyang Rong said in a concerned tone: "This Taoist Priest Yuan Shizi took Huang Xuan away. Did he also see her potential?"

Rong Zhen said directly:
"It's not just that simple... I originally thought that Huang Xuan was taken away by Yunmeng Yue Nu, or the lewd thief... the owner of Dielianhua, but I didn't expect that Huang Xuan was taken away by a Sanqing Taoist priest. It seems that What happened that day when we fell into a coma was not that simple, and it also involved the involvement of the Sanqing Taoist sect.

"Wait a minute, is the owner of Dielianhua also related to the Sanqing Taoist sect?"

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows: "It's possible."

Rong Zhen sighed slightly:
"Whether he picked it up or worked with the owner of Die Lianhua or the female cultivator Yunmeng is yet to be determined... It's a pity that Huang Xuan has innocent eyes, and she also saw the true face of the owner of Die Lianhua under the mask at that time. If she can find it, With her words, it will be much easier to find this thief." Ouyang Rong suggested: "That makes sense, how about...asking the prince?"

Rong Zhen was silent for a while and then said to Ouyang Rong: "Lao Chang Shi has asked me about this."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Ouyang Rong nodded, but Rong Zhen hesitated to speak. After a while, he lowered his voice and said proactively:

"If you can help, I have received a favor. No matter whether it succeeds or not, you just have to do your best. If there is no way to find out based on the prince's trust in you, then I will go, and the prince will be more It’s so tight-lipped that there’s no way to pry it open.”

"The analysis makes sense."

The two chatted for a while, checking and filling in the gaps. After a while, Rong Zhen turned around and was about to leave, waving his hand:
"Okay, go get busy."

"Um, are you sure Rong Nushi has nothing else to do?"

"Gone."

"What about tomorrow? What about coming to see the official tomorrow?"

"Things will be settled tomorrow. Why do you care so much? Do you want me to write you a letter of guarantee to ensure that I won't find you tomorrow?"

"..."

After a while, Rong Zhen hummed and left.

Ouyang Rong shook his head and returned to the main hall.

Returning to his seat, he ignored the sudden resumption of the flow of people in the corridor outside and calmly flipped through the official documents.

So far, Rong Zhen's reaction and investigation direction were within his expectations.

The only thing that made him a little embarrassed was that he found that Rong Zhen seemed to trust him more and more, and gave him the task of going to the prince's palace to talk things over.

Obviously, he must have "returned without success" in the end, but he still felt that... what this mole did was not pleasant.

But... now the purple bellyband has been returned to her in a different way, and it has also saved her life. There will be nothing to show up with a sword in the future. Rong Zhen can't find any clues to pursue her now, so the past grudges ...just pretend nothing happened.

Half an hour later, Ouyang Rong found a deserted place and went to the Merit Tower with his eyes closed.

[Merit: two thousand and thirty-one]

"Not bad. Thanks to Rong Nu Shi, but I seem to have been saving up a bit quickly recently... It takes a lot of merit and purple mist to activate the divine command on the red and black talisman. Anyway, two thousand merit should be enough for one use..."

In the afternoon, after Ouyang Rong handed over the affairs, he took half a day off and went to Prince Xunyang's Mansion to find his junior sister.

At the gate of the palace, he met the junior sister, but he didn't mention the can of chicken soup.

I saw not only the junior sister at the door, but also Miss Qin and Dalang Li, who seemed to be preparing to go out.

Qin Ying was dressed as if she were going out for autumn hunting. It looked like she was going out to hunt in the city, which was worthy of the Qin family daughter.

Ouyang Rong moved his eyes to the back. Inside the gate, Wei Mei could be seen faintly with a group of maids, smiling and watching. Princess Xunyang was waving her hand towards Li Dalang, who was dressed in a smart outfit today, as if to signal victory. .

Ouyang Rong understood immediately.

He met everyone at the door, said hello, and several people stopped by and left Wangfu Street in a car.

On the carriage, Ouyang Rong was chatting seriously with his junior sister, while Li Dalang beside him winked at him crazily.

Ouyang Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and turned to ask Xie Lingjiang and Qin Ying a few questions.

Sure enough, today is a arranged date between Li Dalang and Qin Ying, preparing to go hunting together in autumn and live a world of two.

Seeing the determination in Li Dalang's eyes, Ouyang Rong could only sigh in his heart and wink secretly at his junior sister.

Xie Lingjiang curled his lips.

After a while, they finally found an opportunity. Ouyang Rong and Li Dalang found an excuse to leave. Xie Lingjiang and Qin Ying reluctantly left in a carriage.

Seeing the carriage go away, Ouyang Rong and Li Dalang, who were put off the carriage, hurried away.

Soon, the two went to Xunyang Ferry and found Yan Liulang who was waiting for patrol and quietly working as a foreigner.

The three of them had a tacit understanding and hit it off immediately. They went to Yunshui Pavilion to drink tea and fish.

On the third floor of Yunshui Pavilion, as soon as he sat down, Li Dalang poured Ouyang Rong a cup of tea with a grateful face.

"It's Tan Lang who understands women and saves his brother from fire and water. He is so kind that he never thanks you."

"Why don't you thank me..." Ouyang Rong wanted to say something, but Yan Liulang boasted casually:
"Of course, there is no woman that the Ming Dynasty can't deal with. Speaking of which, has Da Lang met that female historian who owes money?"

"A female history who owes money?" Li Dalang asked curiously.

"She looks like that 28-year-old girl. She is the prettiest but also the coldest and most rigid in the history of women in Laixun. She has a face that owes money. In the past, no one could save face in front of her. In the government, No one wants to be assigned to work under her.”

"I have the impression that it was a female officer named Cai Shang who was deeply loved by my grandmother. She was sent to inspect... What happened to her? Why did Rokuro mention this?"

Yan Liulang gestured to Ouyang Rong with his lips raised, winked and said:

"No matter how difficult it is, there's no point. Well, now I'm obsessed with the Ming Mansion and come to my door every day."

Ouyang Rong almost sprayed the two of them in the face with a sip of tea, covered his mouth and coughed, and asked in annoyance:

"Rokuro, what are you talking about? Why don't you come to the door obediently and don't let others hear you spreading rumors? Otherwise, it will be really embarrassing for everyone."

"I'm not talking nonsense. Now everyone in the Jiangzhou lobby is talking about it privately. There are some speculations and they all praise Mingfu as a good man."

Li Dalang said with great interest: "A hero?"

"The hero who subdued Rong Zhennvshi."

After saying that, Yan Liulang pinched his throat, cleared his throat with a cough, and imitated shouting: "Ouyang Lianghan, come out..."

Ouyang Rong's face was expressionless.

Yan Liulang hurriedly waved his hand and began to make a disclaimer:
"The gossip spread by my colleagues has nothing to do with me. It is just a retelling. It is just a retelling."

"This kind of gossip has no meaning at all. Who says it must be a relationship between a man and a woman? It can't be between colleagues who get along well and cooperate with each other tacitly, and the friendship is not bad..."

Ouyang Rong frowned and halfway through speaking, Li Dalang quietly spoke and reminded:
"That's right, you can't be pure... But, Rokuro, you can joke in private, but don't say it in front of Miss Xie and the others. The same goes for Tanlang. Be careful in the future."

"Good good."

Yan Liulang looked solemn, hurriedly poured tea, and extended his hand to signal;
"Drink tea, drink tea."

Looking at the two friends who were surprisingly well-behaved and drinking tea honestly in front of him, Ouyang Rong couldn't help but frown:
"I don't know her last name, and she didn't ask about my business. It's obvious that she's not interested. She usually comes to see me for business. Although it's become more frequent recently, I don't need to be so narcissistic...

"It's not what you think anyway,"

"Ah, yes, yes."

"Yes, yes, I'm overthinking it."

Li Dalang and Yan Liulang nodded vigorously, with expressions that said you are right, they lowered their heads to drink tea and exchanged views on the taste of today's tea.

"...??" Ouyang Rong.

(End of this chapter)