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Chapter 569 Ouyang Rong: Miss Xiu Niang, I won’t take advantage of you for free [ask for a monthly ticket! ]

The scene before my eyes looked just like an ignorant girl being tricked into going home by her beastly scholar brother with a candied haws.

Anyway, in Yuan Huaimin's eyes, the sense of déjà vu is almost the same as it.

"Brother Lianghan, where did you pick up this poor little girl so early in the morning?"

Yuan Huaimin walked out of the temple with dark circles under his eyes and asked in surprise.

Ouyang Rong ignored him, holding a hand and walking forward in big strides, passing in front of Yuan Huaimin.

Zhao Qingxiu followed him stupidly.

She was very quiet the whole way.

She was holding a long cloth bag, one hand tightly grasping an ice-white jade hairpin, and the other hand was held by Ouyang Rong.

Along the way, it made a clear and pleasant "Longling" sound.

It looks just like a small toy that attracts and tricks a kidnapped little girl into not crying or making a fuss.

When Yuan Huaimin saw the ice-white jade hairpin he had been longing for in the hands of this rather strange girl with a sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes, his eyes twitched and he quickly followed:
"Brother Lianghan, didn't you say that this was your mother's heirloom hairpin? It's not something you would give away easily."

Ouyang Rong came to the carriage, the coachman Ali jumped off the carriage, and Ouyang Rong whispered a few words.

Ali glanced at the blindfolded girl with a sky-blue ribbon that his master had inexplicably brought back. Without asking any questions, he turned around and left to find Yan Liulang.

"Brother Huaimin, are you familiar with the abbot of Chengtian Temple?"

Ouyang Rong turned around and asked, interrupting Yuan Huaimin's complaints behind him.

"Yes, I know you well. What do you want to do..."

"Take me there. I want to trouble you to do something. I want to ask the Beitian Nursing Home to handle some formalities. I want to take someone away with me."

Yuan Huaimin's face changed slightly, and he said righteously:

"Brother Lianghan, this is not allowed. At least, it shouldn't be allowed. She is so pitiful..."

"So we have to take her out and take good care of her. She can't get hurt again. I'm worried about her staying in the yard."

"But the way you pick people up..."

Yuan Huaimin's eyes fell on the two people's holding hands, and his expression became more suspicious.

Ouyang Rong remained calm and said:
"She can't see the road clearly, so I help her. It's not normal."

He held the mute girl's soft hand tightly under his sleeve and refused to let go.

"Besides, what are you thinking, Brother Huaimin? This poor girl and I are old friends."

When Ouyang Rong was speaking, the silent girl with her eyes covered by a sky-blue ribbon who was "forced to follow" behind him turned her head with her blindfolded face facing him... Zhao Qingxiu didn't know what she was thinking.

Yuan Huaimin was curious: "Old friend?"

"Yeah, I've seen it before."

Ouyang Rong nodded.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Huaimin stepped forward, stepped over him, and said to Zhao Qingxiu with a righteous look:

"Miss, feel free to tell me whether Brother Lianghan threatened you... Hey, here are the witnesses and evidence."

As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand towards the ice-white jade hairpin in Zhao Qingxiu's hand, but unfortunately he caught nothing. While his friend behind him didn't react, he tried again, but still caught nothing.

The blindfolded girl with a sky-blue ribbon in front of him was clearly lowering her head, but he just couldn't grasp the object that her fragile-looking hands were holding, especially since she was holding a long cloth bag in her arms, which restricted her movements.

The girl with her eyes blindfolded with a sky-blue ribbon raised her head as if she realized something belatedly. She tilted her little face slightly towards Yuan Huaimin, and "looked" at him with her eyes blindfolded with the ribbon, with an innocent and puzzled look on her face.

Yuan Huaimin: ...

Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched, and he brushed Yuan Huaimin away: "Stop making trouble, lead the way."

The latter stared at his palm in a daze, rubbing his face and muttering: "Well, it seems that I really drank too much last night, and I am still slow now..."

After a while, under the guidance of Yuan Huaimin, the three went to the main hall of Chengtian Temple to find the abbot.

Ouyang Rong's mind was actually on Zhao Qingxiu, who seemed to have calmed down and gone with the flow behind him. However, he looked calm. He glanced at Yuan Huaimin's dark circles and asked:
"You were hungover last night, why did you get up so early? Have you really changed your temper?"

"Don't mention it. It makes me angry just talking about it."

Yuan Huaimin's face darkened:
"I forgot that today is the Lantern Festival holiday. I woke up early in the morning and saw the sunlight by the window. I thought I had overslept and was late, especially since you were not here. I thought Brother Lianghan had secretly left me and went on duty alone. I was so scared that I ran to the Jiangzhou lobby without even washing my face. In the end, I was the only one on duty. It was really infuriating... I signed in for nothing."

He beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Ouyang Rong sighed: "This should be love. Like the Sima of Jiangzhou, the Chief of Jiangzhou is also very impressed by you."

Yuan Huaimin: …? ?

Zhao Qingxiu followed behind Ouyang Rong without saying a word, silently listening to the daily life of Tan Lang and his colleagues, and at one moment he tilted his head slightly.

……

The sunlight approaching noon falls on the door plaque of Beitian Charity Home in Chengtian Temple.

After sending away the abbot of Chengtian Temple and other monks who were trying to get close to him, and driving away Yuan Huaimin, Ouyang Rong turned around and glanced at Zhao Qingxiu, whose hand he had been holding.

He had just discussed the matter of adoption and care with the abbot of Chengtian Temple. She had been quiet the whole time, with her head down, and had not said a word, and had not objected.

Although Ouyang Rong is the acting governor of Jiangzhou, he is now recognized as the top official in Jiangzhou and has enormous power.

However, at this moment, adopting a poor blind and mute girl from a small Beitian foster home in Chengtian Temple still required following the procedures step by step without going beyond the rules.

The procedure for leaving the temple has been completed, and all that remains is for the embroiderer to pack her luggage and leave.

The two held hands for the entire morning, and their hands were covered with sticky sweat stains.

Ouyang Rong let go of his hand as if nothing had happened, took out a handkerchief, handed it to her and asked her to wipe it, then he stretched out his hand to ask for more:

"Bring it here."

"what."

"Give me the hairpin. Thank you for holding it for me for so long... Why do you look so reluctant? How about this? You go in and pack your luggage first, and we can talk about the hairpin later. I can see that you like it, but it is my mother's legacy and cannot be given away easily."

He made excuses in all seriousness.

Zhao Qingxiu said weakly: "Ahh."

"What? You're asking me how to give gifts to others? Well, this question really stumps me. Let me think about it."

The embroiderer opened her mouth and nodded, then tilted her head and "looked" toward the ice-white jade hairpin above.

Ouyang Rong rolled his eyes and spoke seriously:
"This is my mother's legacy, so I can't treat it lightly. If I want to give it away, I can only give it to someone who deserves it, a woman as good as my mother. This is the best place for it."

Who would have thought that Zhao Qingxiu had a lost look on his face, lowered his head and uttered a frustrated sound: "Ahhh."

For some reason, Ouyang Rong understood immediately and twitched his lips:
"What? You said you are not as good as my mother, not worthy? What you said is..."

He shook his head helplessly and relaxed his tone a little:
"You don't have to be exactly like my mother, just a little bit, like cooking, right? Miss Xiu Niang, let me tell you, this time I'm taking you out to improve your living conditions, but I can't just keep you for free. I guess you'd be embarrassed to take advantage of me for free, right?

"Speaking of which, my mother is a good cook... You can cook, it's okay, you can learn even if you don't know how, help me improve the food, if it's delicious, I will give you this relic hairpin another day."

Zhao Qingxiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately. After a while, she shook her head again.

"Um, is there anything wrong with shaking your head?"

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head anxiously again.

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to speak, she grabbed his hand and wrote a few words on the palm of his hand. Ouyang Rong felt the coldness of her pointed fingertips.

He was curious: "You mean, there are too many people at home, and you are afraid? Well, that's right, cooking for a large family is indeed a disadvantage for free."

Zhao Qingxiu nodded at the first part, but shook her head quickly after hearing the second part, and was in a hurry to explain.

Ouyang Rong held back his lips, not giving her time to explain, and nodded, "That means you agree. Can you do it for me alone? Okay, let me arrange a separate yard for you to live in. If you need anything, tell me. I'll come often and just cook for me."

"Ah."

Zhao Qingxiu nodded with some joy, grabbed Ouyang Rong's hand and waved it.

Ouyang Rong smiled, and the two of them discussed the reward of the ice-white jade hairpin.

"You mean, I have to put this hairpin on you when the time comes?" He looked curious when he learned of this condition.

Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head and uttered "Ah" softly. Ouyang Rong thought about it and nodded:
"can."

It’s finalized.

However, after the two discussed so much, there was only one thing that no one questioned...whether the blind girl could cook.

Zhao Qingxiu did not question it because, as an experienced cook, she was very confident.

And Ouyang Rong... acted as if he hadn't thought of this and ignored it.

After a while, Zhao Qingxiu walked lightly into the Beitian Nursing Home and packed her luggage.

Ouyang Rong smiled, and after watching her happy figure go away, he restrained his smile, lowered his eyes to glance at the ice-white jade hairpin, and muttered: "Do you like it so much..."

At this time, Yan Liulang came over, glanced at the long cloth bag in the girl's arms in the distance, and whispered:
"Ming Fu, why does it feel like a murder weapon? Do you want to investigate carefully and find out who sent her to the Beitian Nursing Home? If there is any problem, you can uproot it completely..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly said, "No need, Liu Lang. Don't investigate her affairs anymore, and don't mention it to anyone, not even your aunt or Junior Sister... Oh, and the Supervisory Council."

His tone was serious.

"Uh, yes, Mingfu."

Yan Liulang nodded blankly, then frowned and muttered:
"Are you afraid that Miss Xie will know? Mr. Ming, Miss Xie sometimes does it for your own good... As for Ms. Rong, why is she so strict with you..."

Ouyang Rong was silent for a while, then glanced at Yan Liulang, who was very familiar with the little apprentice sister. He pursed his lips and said softly:
"Liu Lang, do you still remember the time when I accidentally fell into the water while rescuing Di Gongzha in Longcheng? The one who saved me once."

"Of course I remember... the woman in Wu costume, wait." Yan Liulang reacted immediately and blurted out: "Mingfu means that she is the Yue woman..."

After saying the last two words, he subconsciously stopped talking and said worriedly for Ouyang Rong:
"Mingfu, are you here to repay your kindness this time? But it's a bit risky. I don't know why her companions left her behind. Also, her sect is now against our government and wants to destroy the Donglin Buddha. As the chief officer of the Donglin Buddha, what if she or the sect behind her hurts you..."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Just don't tell anyone, I'll take care of the rest."

"Yes, Your Excellency. Your Excellency is grateful and repays kindness, which is truly a noble cause." Yan Liulang nodded seriously, and this time he helped wholeheartedly and offered advice: "There may be some loopholes in her admission procedures, as well as her identity in Xunyang City. I will go and check and fill in the gaps."

"Okay. By the way, have the people been called over?" Ouyang Rong turned around and asked.

"Yes, wait outside."

"Let her wait a moment."

Ouyang Rong put the ice-white jade hairpin back into her hair crown, turned around and continued waiting.

"Yes."

Yan Liulang retreated.

Not long after, Ouyang Rong met the person in front of Beitian Charity Home, took Zhao Qingxiu by the hand and got on the carriage, and drove out of Chengtian Temple.

A luxurious carriage followed Ouyang Rong's carriage obediently from behind.

Ouyang Rong did not go to see Pei Shisan Niang for the time being.

Inside the carriage, Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu sat face to face.

Zhao Qingxiu was quiet.

Ouyang Rong looked at her silently, pretending not to notice the long cloth bag she was carrying, and not curious about what was inside.

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly grabbed Ouyang Rong's hand and lowered his head to write.

Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and felt the words on his palm.

Zhao Qingxiu: Can we live near Xingzi Lake, not too far away?

He opened his eyes and asked, "Are you afraid of the outside world?"

Zhao Qingxiu just wrote: I'm leaving one day without saying goodbye, don't worry, just continue on your future.

Ouyang Rong suppressed his emotions and said in a teasing tone:

"Did you leave without saying goodbye like you did in Donglin Temple a few times before? Did your family come back to pick you up? Why do you act like you have an enemy and have to keep changing places?"

Zhao Qingxiu turned his head away and did not respond. He reached out and touched the interior decoration of the carriage he often rode in, seeming to be very interested.

The carriage drove for a while, moving away from Chengtian Temple and getting farther and farther away. Ouyang Rong frowned slightly.

After a busy morning, I finally found the embroidery lady. It was a great harvest, but why do I feel like I forgot something?

Strange, what is it?

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but frown...

At the same time, in an empty hall in Chengtian Temple, a sword box was lying silently among the pile of debris behind the big Buddha.

【Craftsmanship】：???

……

In the afternoon, after temporarily settling the embroiderer, Ouyang Rong finally remembered what was missing.

He returned with a guilty conscience and retrieved the [Craftsman's Work] that was possessed by the resentful woman.

Someone almost forgot the main purpose of going to Xingzi Lake to catch the moon.

After a while, in a dark alley, Ouyang Rong bent down and climbed into the compartment of a luxurious carriage.

Inside the carriage, a beautiful woman who had been waiting for a long time was kneeling beside a small coffee table, carefully making tea.

Seeing Ouyang Rong coming in, she was surprised and immediately put down her teacup, and lay down on the carpet, her posture showing an exaggerated curve, and she buried her head and bit her lip:
"master……"

"Just taste it."

Pei Shisanniang was stunned, and immediately knelt forward to deal with the cup of tea that had not yet been flavored.

"I mean you should just swallow the smell."

Pei Shisanniang: ...

Ouyang Rong waved his hand and casually ordered:
"Help me rent a yard near Xingzi Lake. The more secluded and quiet the better."

"Yes, sir. May I ask if you are staying here? Actually, you can come and live in my house, which is not far from Xingzi Lake..."

Ouyang Rong glanced at Pei Shisan Niang, who immediately fell to his feet again, her face against his boots, and said:
"I shouldn't have asked, please don't blame me, sir."

"How much?" Ouyang Rong raised his hand to his pocket and asked gently.

"I belong to you, young master. How dare I ask for your money?" She said seriously.

"This would be like getting something for free. No, I can't do it."

Ouyang Rong said this, but calmly withdrew his hand from his empty arms.

In fact, the Huaiye Lane mansion is rich, the junior sister is also rich, and the Xunyang Palace is even richer, but we can't ask them for money, otherwise the embroiderer's secrets will never be hidden.

Judging from the embroiderer's reaction in the afternoon, she must be afraid of meeting the women in Huaiye Lane, especially my aunt. But she knows her... maybe if they meet, she will be scared away and she won't even be able to keep my mother's ice-white jade hairpin.

"But talking about money is indeed vulgar. I won't take advantage of you for free. Tomorrow, bring me the account book of your Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, including the deeds of all the land purchased in Xingzifang... I will take a look and give you some humble opinions. You can refer to them for your reference. The consulting fee will be regarded as rent."

"Thank you, sir!"

In an instant, Pei Shisan Niang's face was filled with joy.

(End of this chapter)