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Chapter 573 Rong Zhen: Thank you Miss for your attention, this is how Tan Lang uses it [asking for monthly tickets]

【Merit: One Thousand Nine Hundred and Ten】…

【Merit: 1,908】…

【Merit: 1,906】…

In the past, Ouyang Rong secretly used Junior Sister and Ms. Rong as punching bags and experience packs to happily earn merit.
I never imagined that there would be a day like today when the backlash would come.

The two kings can’t meet, right?

When two merit experience packs collide, will a positive equal a negative?

No, buddy, it's only a small loss of merit. If it drops so much, are you going to give up all the merits you secretly earned before?

And it drops in double even numbers, so it’s just enough for two people. It’s really simple and clear.

Buddha also likes to watch... and care about this?
Can't sit still.

At the entrance of the hall, Ouyang Rong secretly tried to pull his arms out, but he felt as if his arms were clamped and could not move. He frowned and said:
"Ms. Rong, Junior Sister, is there any misunderstanding..."

"you shut up!"

"Don't interrupt, big brother!"

Rong Zhen and Xie Lingjiang interrupted at the same time, as if they had a tacit understanding.

[Merit: 1906]... [1902]... [1898]...

Ouyang Rong:……?
Seeing him lose his voice, the two girls turned around and looked at each other.

Rong Zhen said coldly: "It seems that Miss Xie has something to discuss with me?"

Xie Lingjiang tilted his head slightly: "There's nothing to talk about with you."

Rong Zhen nodded: "Yes, there is nothing to talk about."

Xie Lingjiang raised his chin: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"You know what we're talking about."

"How do I know what you want to talk about?"

"Didn't you talk to me first?"

"Okay, let's talk." Rong Zhen raised her head and said loudly in a crisp voice.

"Let's talk!" Xie Lingjiang stretched out his voice, without giving in at all.

However, the two people who clearly said they wanted to "talk" just stared at each other without giving in, and no one started to talk.

The air at the entrance of the hall fell silent again.

At this time, Xie Xue'e came forward.

She glanced at Xie Lingjiang and Rong Zhen, whose fingers were so tightly grasping Ouyang Rong's sleeves that they were losing color, and nodded in reprimand:
"Xianxian, this is the lady historian from the palace. Please don't be impolite when you speak to me."

As she spoke, Xie Xue'e raised her hand to cover Xie Lingjiang's clenched fist and pulled her hand down.

With one arm freed, Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look towards his adopted aunt.

Unfortunately, Xie Xue'e didn't even look at him. She looked over Ouyang Rong's shoulder and smiled at the silent Rong Zhen:
"Please bear with me, Madam. I am a competitive person. If I say anything harsh, please forgive me. I am telling her that etiquette is important. This is the family tradition of our Xie family."

After that, she took Xie Lingjiang's hand and said earnestly:
"Why did you speak so harshly just now? Really, if Lady His Majesty didn't come here for official business tonight, could it be for personal matters? Lady His Majesty is the personal envoy of His Majesty and represents His Majesty's majesty. How could she use public resources for personal purposes?

"And you came so late, it must be because of an emergency, otherwise how could you disturb our Lantern Festival?

"The Lady Historian is definitely not the kind of selfish and rude person who disturbs people's lives. Besides, who says that a Lady Historian who eats plain food and wears plain clothes in the palace can't change into a new dress during the Lantern Festival? Do you care about this?

"It's hard to say. Madam Shi just changed into a new dress and celebrated the Lantern Festival. She ran into an emergency and came here. What else could it be? Could Madam Shi have such little girlish thoughts? Hey, next time, don't be so impulsive. You have no control over your mouth."

The noble lady in the step-shaking ornaments smiled, was considerate, and gave advice in public.

Xie Lingjiang tensed her pretty face, pouted her lips and said nothing.

Rong Zhen's bare hand, which had been tightly grasping Ouyang Rong's forearm, loosened and slipped down from her sleeve. She turned her head silently and looked straight at Xie Xue'e who was "speaking for her", and her bare hand under her sleeve gradually clenched into a fist.

"You are worthy of being my aunt," the girl in palace dress suddenly said, staring at her coldly with a pair of clear eyes.

"Oh, is Madam Historian angry?" Xie Xue'e covered her mouth with her hands in surprise.

But the next moment, Xie Xue'e found herself unable to move. The pupils of the Yin-Yang master in front of her were as deep and attractive as the abyss, and there was a faint redness in the depths of her eyes.

"How dare you!" Xie Lingjiang raised her eyebrows, took a step forward, and her figure flashed in front of her aunt. A clear rebuke from a Confucian sage exploded in Xie Xue'e's ears. She immediately let out a long breath of orchid. The aristocratic lady who had just woken up was knowledgeable and of course knew what had been discovered. A hint of anger appeared on her beautiful face, "You..."

At this moment, "Okay, E'niang, Kan'niang, sit down." A serious and solemn voice came, which immediately cleared the tense atmosphere at the door.

Xie Xun spoke. He walked forward, first glanced at his embarrassed disciple, then cast his gaze at the three women who were confronting him, sighed, and said to Rong sincerely:
"Ms. Rong Zhen is also a guest. Please sit down and have some tea. I heard Liang Han often mention you in his letters. He said that Ms. Rong Zhen helped him a lot in Xunyang City and he was very grateful to you."

Rong Zhen's beautiful fox-like face remained stern and she said nothing. The only movement she made was to put her hands, which had originally hung down her sleeves, behind her back. She tilted her head to look at the night view of the garden outside the hall.

Xie Xun turned around and sighed to Ouyang Rong:

"Lianghan, before this, Qianqian wrote in the letter that you were very busy, but I didn't quite understand. Now I understand that there are so many things to do during the Lantern Festival."

"Teacher, it was the student who was negligent tonight..."

"It's a small thing, it doesn't matter."

Xie Xun interrupted Ouyang Rong's words, stroked his long beard, and continued to speak kindly to Rong Zhen:
"Ms. Rong Zhen, let's put it this way.

“I hurried to Dragon City today and will leave in a day or two. I can’t stay long.

"But the affairs of the court cannot be delayed. Lianghan is the chief officer and is entrusted with the emperor's orders. It is his duty to work hard. We should be proud of it and not hold him back.

"How about this? I see that the matter at Xunyang Grottoes is only handled by Miss Rong Zhen, and Deputy Supervisor Song is not there. I guess it is not urgent. Liang Han will go there with you first to see if it can be resolved as soon as possible, or see if it can be put aside for the time being after it is handled.

"Then, Ms. Rong Zhen, how about asking Liang Han to come back earlier so that he can drink a bowl of Qian Yuan with me, so that we can have a happy reunion tonight. Well, Qian Yuan is also what I learned from E Niang in the kitchen. I spent the whole afternoon making it, so Liang Han and I will have a bite tonight."

Qianyuan is similar to the glutinous rice balls in Ouyang Rong’s previous life, but in this era, it is also called "soup balls" and "oil painting pearls".

The name Qianyuan symbolizes the hope for peace and prosperity in the former Daqian Dynasty, and the reunion of the people.

After listening to this, Rong Zhen frowned slightly and did not answer for a while.

"Father, there's no need to be so polite to her... And the Qianyuan is made for you to eat. It's up to you, Senior Brother, to eat it or not. Let's not make it difficult for him..."

Xie Lingjiang took a step forward and said, but was stopped by Xie Xun's eyes.

Ouyang Rong nodded immediately:
"No, I just love to eat dried yuan, I have to eat a bowl with the teacher!"

Then he turned around and said to Rong Zhen with a serious face:

"Ms. Rong, let's go, hurry up and get out of here. I want to come back to accompany the teacher. I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you very much."

Rong Zhen pursed her pink lips into a line, looked at him for a while, said nothing more, turned around and walked out.

Ouyang Rong took the opportunity to step over to Xie Lingjiang, held her hand, and whispered quickly:

"If you like sweet things, Junior Sister, prepare some white sugar sand. It tastes best when dipped in dried round balls. I'll teach you how to eat it when I come back. By the way, keep it..."

Xie Lingjiang Xing glanced at the senior brother.

Ouyang Rong quickly took out a small ink stick from his sleeve and stuffed it into Xie Lingjiang's hand.

It is the original ink stick of a certain little ink spirit.

I just heard two girls quarreling and someone getting humiliated, and the little black spirit almost died of laughter.

But Miao Si was a coward after all. Since the Fairy with the Debt-Debt Face was outside, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous and just quietly changed back to her original form.

Ouyang Rong smiled awkwardly and went out, and Pei Shisan Niang followed obediently.

Xie Xue'e stood next to Xie Lingjiang and saw all the little actions of the two younger generations as they were quarreling.

She turned her head to look at her brother who was calmly stroking his beard, then she suddenly glanced at Wang Caozhi who was blushing from holding his breath the whole time, and said calmly:
"You go too. You have a share in the Xunyang Grottoes. Accompany Liang Han and help our Lady Historian solve some problems."

"Yes Yes."

Wang Caozhi understood immediately.

He went out of the door in a flash, following Ouyang Rong and others, and their backs disappeared together.

Only Xie Xun, Xie Lingjiang and Xie Xue'e were left in the hall.

Xie Xun and Xie Xue'e looked at each other, both with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

Xie Lingjiang stood alone, his eyes lowered, and after a moment, he murmured:
"Father, why didn't you discuss the reward you mentioned last time with your daughter?" This incoherent sentence made Xie Xun's face change slightly.

The old father had no answer. The noble lady Xie's delicate head had been buried deep in his chest since who knows when.

Xie Xun felt guilty and turned his head and coughed twice.

Xie Xue'e walked forward and gently patted her beloved niece's round shoulders, who had frowned on her face.

"Why is Xianxian getting angry with a palace maid? Especially at times like this, you should be more magnanimous."

"Aunt, she was the one who started with a sour face and ran in front of me to be an eyesore." She glared with her almond-shaped eyes and puffed up her cheeks.

"You have to hold back, at least be gentle and tolerant to him, you can express a little dissatisfaction and let him comfort you, but you must not have a sour face all the time, men don't like that.

"You have to let him know that you can coax him into submission by admitting your mistakes softly and coaxing him with all your heart, and then we can talk about other things. Do you understand? Men will fall for this trick..."

Xie Xue'e put her ear close to her slightly red little ear and whispered in her ear to teach her.

Xie Xun had already walked aside.

Xie Lingjiang muttered softly: "Aunt, was I so harsh to him just now?"

"Uh... not bad. Actually, at times like this, you have to make your stance clear."

"Then he wouldn't be unaware of what the lady is thinking and why I'm angry, right?"

"It's hard to say, men all like to pretend to be confused, but some are really stupid, like a piece of wood... However, the more outstanding the man is, the more women will compete for him. If there are no women competing for him, you should reflect on whether you have chosen the wrong man." Xie Xue'e pointed out.

Xie Lingjiang lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked curiously:
"My aunt taught me this way. Is it the same with my uncle?"

Xie Xue'e didn't even raise her eyelids: "He dares."

Xie Lingjiang: ...

……

"Where to go?"

"Xunyang Grottoes, where else can we go? Do you really think that I have nothing to do and come to you on purpose?"

Ouyang Rong got on the carriage and asked casually. Rong Zhen, who was sitting and waiting in the carriage, answered coldly.

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Well, that's true. I remember that Ms. Rong usually doesn't come to Xunyang Palace unless it's necessary."

"As long as you know."

Rong Zhen lifted the car curtain, glanced at Wang Caozhi who was following the convoy, frowned slightly, and then quickly let go.

The curfew is lifted tonight and the Lantern Festival market is bustling with noise. In Xingzifang, people are jostling for position and sedan chairs are vying for the road. A convoy passes by non-stop, slowly passing through the west city gate and heading towards the Xunyang Grottoes.

Wang Caozhi and Pei Shisan Niang rode in the same carriage.

Both carriages were a little similar, with a quiet atmosphere.

Rong Zhen didn't want to pay attention to him, and Ouyang Rong closed his eyes to rest.

Wang Caozhi stared straight ahead at the night view outside the car, not even glancing at the woman next to his brother-in-law.

Pei Shisan Niang didn't even look at him much.

We talked in silence along the way until we arrived at Xunyang Grottoes.

The reason why Rong Zhen came to see Ouyang Rong was because of a difficult problem regarding the placement of the Buddha's head. It was not a big problem, but it was not a small one either.

Jiangzhou is located in the south and has a humid climate. The Buddha head has been placed in the wild for a long time and is prone to rust and moisture. It requires an experienced person to guide the placement of the Buddha head.

Ouyang Rong had been to the grassroots level of Longcheng and was well versed in it.

Half an hour later, everything was properly handled.

Ouyang Rong looked up at the night sky. The moon was at its zenith, probably around nine or ten o'clock in the evening.

There should still be enough time.

"She can't be still waiting." He muttered to himself, and immediately said goodbye, returning to Xunyang City with Wang Caozhi and Pei Shisan Niang.

Rong Zhen followed.

"Madam, what is this?"

"Go back and rest, it's on the way."

"Ok."

Everyone returned and passed through the west gate.

Ouyang Rong first sent Pei Shisanniang away.

Wang Caozhi was originally going back to the palace on the same route, but he was frightened by the look in the eyes of the lady historian, so he took the initiative to excuse himself and temporarily moved away, with his carriage hanging far behind, a range that the lady historian could barely accept.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, the streets were congested, so the two had to get off the carriage and walk through the busy streets.

All around were vendors hawking their wares festively and ordinary people out with their families admiring the lanterns.

Halfway through the walk, Ouyang Rong discovered that Rong Zhen had no intention of leaving.

"Why isn't Ms. Rong leaving yet? Shouldn't we take that road back to the Overwatch Council?"

"Why, are you trying to get me out?"

"No."

"I have moved to a new place and need to go a little further. We are going the same way..."

"Ok."

"Are you hungry?" Rong Zhen suddenly asked.

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment and turned to look at her.

"What are you thinking about? I still owe you a meal. I'm too lazy to delay it any longer. I'll pay you back tonight. Come with me."

Rong Zhen walked forward without looking back, speaking in an impatient tone as if he was disgusted by something stupid.

Ouyang Rong then remembered that he did seem to owe a meal, but it had been a long time since he mentioned it and he had forgotten about it... so he had no choice but to follow.

Whether intentionally or not, Rong Zhen invited Ouyang Rong to eat some Qianyuan. They ordered a bowl each and ate quietly under the fireworks. A certain lady put down her bowl and went to pay.

The two of them left the restaurant together and walked out the door, their sleeves fluttering in the evening breeze.

"Longling——" The ice-white jade hairpin on Ouyang Rong's hair crown made a crisp sound. Rong Zhen did not turn his head, and walked forward for a while without looking to the side. Suddenly he said:
"If you insist on changing...it's not impossible."

"What do you want to change?" Ouyang Rong looked puzzled.

The girl in palace dress under the dim light seemed to have a red face. She took two quick steps forward, then suddenly turned around and turned left toward a busy street next to her that was full of lanterns.

"Where is Ms. Rong going?"

Ouyang Rongqi asked.

She turned her head to him and said in a serious tone:
"Let's go and take a look. There are so many people gathered here. Maybe something has happened. Let's go and take a look, just in case."

Ouyang Rong: ...

He frowned and muttered, "Why don't we stop interfering and go back early. There are patrol officers to deal with it."

"How can you be a parent official? Turn a blind eye? What if there are traitors hiding and endangering public security? Come quickly."

Rong Zhen condemned him with a stern face, but he didn't stop walking and insisted on pulling him over there.

Ouyang Rong looked far away and saw a food street with lion and dragon dances and lanterns. It seemed that many couples gathered there...

"Why would the rebels run to a place like this for no reason..." He was confused.

"You are not a rebel, how do you know what they are thinking?"

“……”What you said makes damn sense.

Ouyang Rong tried to ask: "Madam, are you talking about... the owner of the Butterfly Love Flower who is suspected to be lustful and shameless?"

"Uh-huh."

Rong Zhen didn't even turn around, and walked in a hurry. Ouyang Rong had no choice but to shut up and follow...

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PS: I'm begging for a monthly ticket in the middle of the month! or2
(End of this chapter)