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Chapter 672 Xie Lingjiang: I have to serve tea and call her sister [ask for monthly tickets! ]

"Everyone's gone, what are you looking at?"

At the stairwell, Xie Lingjiang looked straight ahead, put his hand on Ouyang Rong's waist, and asked softly.

Ouyang Rong tilted his head without saying anything.

Xie Lingjiang frowned and turned around, but met Ouyang Rong's eyes.

Ouyang Rong was just looking at her profile without blinking.

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but ask:

"What...are you looking at?"

Ouyang Rong continued to watch for a while, and suddenly spoke:
"So lovely."

"What's so beautiful?"

"Junior sister looks really good tonight."

Xie Ling held one side of her face with her hands, lowered her head slightly, and said angrily:
"Sister Guer insisted on drawing my eyebrows and adding some makeup to my face. I don't look good, but the makeup makes me look good."

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"It's just the icing on the cake. Junior sister is most beautiful without makeup, like a lotus emerging from clear water."

"Slippery tongue, big brother really knows how to make me happy..."

Ouyang Rong nodded solemnly: "I like to tell the truth. If you don't believe me, call Liu Lang up to ask if this is true."

Xie Lingjiang snorted: "Liu Lang has also been led astray by you."

Ouyang Rong did not answer, but moved closer and asked curiously:

“Why does it smell so good?”

"I came here after taking a shower. I washed my hair a little slowly."

"Why are you washing your hair for no reason? You'll easily catch a cold at night."

"I haven't bathed in several days. I've been busy practicing lately."

"It's all the same, Junior Sister is clean even if she doesn't wash."

Xie Lingjiang tried hard to suppress the corners of his lips and said coldly:
"If all that Big Brother has to say is this, then I'll go back and continue to meditate and practice."

Ouyang Rong coughed.

Xie Lingjiang walked over and picked up the wine utensils on the table that Rong Zhen had used.

Ouyang Rong saw this and reacted:

"Wait a minute, I'll go call someone."

"No need, don't call outsiders, I'll clean it up."

Xie Lingjiang stopped him.

Ouyang Rong looked back and saw Xie Lingjiang kneeling beside the tea table with a serious look on his face, tidying up the table.

Seeing her so virtuous.

Combined with the fact that although she was trying to be rude to Rong Zhen, she still maintained a dignified and respectable appearance, Ouyang Rong felt a little warm in his heart.

Ouyang Rong walked over and sat down next to Xie Lingjiang
"Ms. Rong only drank one glass. I didn't force her to drink."

Xie Lingjiang chuckled:
"You're this drunk after just one drink?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"It could be an allergy, or some other minor problem. She said that drinking alcohol can speed up her heart rate."

"Do you believe this, Senior Brother?"

“I would rather believe that something exists than something that doesn’t exist.”

"Anyway, I have mysophobia, so I won't drink alcohol that has been drunk by others."

"it is good."

Ouyang Rong nodded, not annoyed.

Xie Lingjiang glanced at him sideways and saw that the eldest brother was doing it himself. He poured three glasses of wine on his own and drank them without saying a word.

Drink three cups.

Xie Lingjiang frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ouyang Rong smiled and replied: "Toast, three cups first."

"Humph."

Xie Lingjiang looked away.

She reached out and opened the box in the bundle, touching the exquisite wooden comb and flowers.

"This small-leaf red sandalwood is very expensive."

"It's quite expensive. I don't have the salary for this month, but when I saw it, I just thought it suits you and couldn't help but buy it."

Xie Lingjiang said nothing, but lowered his head and touched the comb more gently.

Ouyang Rong, who was kneeling opposite, went to pour wine again, but stood up calmly and sat next to Xie Lingjiang.

His joining pushed her further into the seat.

The latter glared at him.

"you……"

However, when the shameless Ouyang Rong calmly put his arm around her waist, Xie Lingjiang fell silent again, remaining quiet as he held her in his arms.

Ouyang Rong raised a glass of wine and spoke fluently:
“Three things.

“First, on a night with beautiful flowers and a full moon, it’s a good time to drink together.

"Secondly, Junior Sister has worked hard these days, helping to take care of Auntie. Like tonight, she was able to forgive Senior Brother's carelessness... I deserve to be punished by drinking.

"Third, today is the seventh level, so I should drink another cup."

When Xie Lingjiang heard the first two things, she looked calm with her chin slightly raised, but when she heard the third thing, she immediately looked up.

"Big Brother is now a seventh-rank master?"

"Ah."

"When did this happen?"

"Tonight, just now, I'll tell you later."

Xie Lingjiang's face was filled with surprise. Ouyang Rong originally raised his head to take a sip of wine after each thing he said, but she snatched his third glass of wine with her delicate hands and drank it all in one gulp.

"Seventh rank is a big deal, it should be celebrated."

Xie Lingjiang smiled widely and clapped his hands beside Furong's little face.

Ouyang Rong looked at her expression.

The junior sister was happy and proud of him from the bottom of her heart.

Ouyang Rong grabbed her hand, and Xie Lingjiang leaned gently in his arms. Their hands were clasped together and their fingers were interlocked.

One was dressed in a green Confucian robe, the other in a scarlet dress, they snuggled together under the moon.

Ouyang Rong raised his clasped hands and mobilized the spiritual energy in his dantian. A blush flowed through the veins in his hands.

Xie Lingjiang saw it and said with a smile: "Thinking carefully, Senior Brother's seventh level is not slow, it's even too fast."

Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"This seventh level is just the entry level. We will stop here for now and have to find the remaining incomplete sword techniques."

Xie Lingjiang was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Ouyang Rong glanced at a small notebook on the table.

It was left by Rong Zhen before he left. He threw it on the table and did not take it away.

Ouyang Rong took the small notebook and looked through it. On it was a seven-character poem that Rong Zhen had recorded and circled, as well as two piano pieces written in sloppy handwriting.

In front of Xie Lingjiang, Ouyang Rong pointed at them and told him the whole story of what happened tonight.

Of course, he temporarily omitted the improvement in his cultivation that would result from the miraculous dual cultivation with the embroiderer.

The more Xie Lingjiang listened, the more surprised he looked.

"The old musician invited by the Imperial Astronomical Bureau turned out to be a sword master, and he also taught sword techniques. Rong Zhen went to him, which means that she also wants to learn sword techniques. Could it be that Rong Zhen wants to be a sword master?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Probably not, at least not for a swordsman like me, because she is not ninth rank, unless she disperses her power, the cost is too high. Now on the eve of the Buddha landing, I definitely can't do that."

"Why is that?" Xie Lingjiang asked, "You also said that Rong Zhen wanted to get the piano music, or the sword technique, before the Buddha landed, which means she could practice it immediately. What did she want to do?"

Ouyang Rong pondered for a moment:
“It may be related to the Buddha.”

"Big Buddha?"

"That's right. I suspect that the Donglin Buddha is related to a certain formation of the Sitianjian. Ms. Rong's deployment in the Xunyang Grottoes is related to this formation. The sword technique and Senior Yu are also part of it."

Xie Lingjiang hesitated: "Doesn't that mean..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "Little Junior Sister, which Ding Sword do you think this incomplete new sword technique tonight is from?"

Xie Lingjiang didn't think for too long and looked at Ouyang Rong.

"Emperor Wen."

"Emperor Wen."

The two said almost in unison.

Xie Lingjiang analyzed: "This old musician is from Shangyang Palace, and Emperor Wen is in the Luoyang Palace. This is what Uncle Li mentioned before."

"That's right." Ouyang Rong nodded and said:

"I remember hearing before that Ms. Rong came to Xunyang City for a special quota."

"Special quota?"

"Well, Lin Cheng mentioned it. Of course, he might have misled me at the time, but looking at his relationship with Ms. Rong, it doesn't seem like he was lying. After spending so much time together, I can feel that Ms. Rong didn't tell the truth about some of her words."

Xie Lingjiang asked: "You don't trust the eldest brother?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "No, she didn't even hide the music involving the sword tactics... I think there are only two possibilities. First, it really involves the confidentiality clause of the Imperial Observatory and cannot be disclosed. Second, Ms. Rong has selfish motives."

"Selfish?"

Xie Lingjiang snorted softly, turned the pages of the book with his fingers, played with it for a while, and said leisurely:
"I do have selfish motives."

He glanced at Ouyang Rong meaningfully.

The latter frowned: "It's not this selfish motive."

"uh-huh."

Xie Lingjiang did not comment, and curled his lips and said:
"Then will the senior brother still teach her piano music?"

"teach."

Ouyang Rong nodded without thinking:

"I promised. But I can't guarantee whether she can comprehend this sword technique."

"She has no talent?"

"Not really, but I think it's possible."

"Why?"

"Although I don't know what that special quota is and how she will use it, Ms. Rong is obviously too impatient. It takes more than just impatience to comprehend the sword tactics."

Xie Lingjiang saw Ouyang Rong's expression and felt a little emotional.

"That's true. Not everyone has the talent of Senior Brother."

She nodded slightly.

Ouyang Rong smiled embarrassedly.

The two of them were affectionate for a while.

He suddenly spoke:
"Today I will go to see Fellow Daoist Lu and calculate our birth dates."

Xie Lingjiang was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Ouyang Rong's eyes did not move:
"Once the Buddha is built, I think we should leave with the palace. I promised you before that we will get engaged when we get to Luoyang after the matter in Xunyang City is settled."

Xie Lingjiang's face turned red, and she lowered her head and said:
"Oh, it's not just empty promises..."

"of course not."

Ouyang Rong said softly, "Lu Ya said that we have a good horoscope. I will tell my aunt that she will also invite your aunt to her birthday ceremony. We can discuss this matter then and let their elders start the negotiation."

Xie Lingjiang whispered: "Okay, you decide."

Ouyang Rong held her hand tighter.

Xie Lingjiang also held his hand tightly.

As if they had discovered something fun, the two of them played with their hands, loosening and tightening them.

Xie Lingjiang muttered:

"Why did you suddenly bring this up, Senior Brother? Didn't you say it was not urgent before?"

Ouyang Rong said softly:

"I'm not in a hurry, but someone is."

"You...you are anxious, I am not."

"Oh, no hurry. You've been mentioning Dalang's marriage to me recently and asking me for my opinions. Are you sure you're not hinting at it?"

"The devil is giving you a hint. It's up to you whether you want to get married or not."

Ouyang Rong laughed, then said seriously:

"Junior Sister agrees with Dalang's reason for refusing marriage. He doesn't want to get married early, or there will be conflicts between his wife and concubines in the future... I went back and thought about it, and found that my previous view was a bit hasty. I quite agree with Dalang's point.

"Let's not talk about whether Dalang has some selfish motives, the rights of the wife do need to be protected. Marrying a concubine in advance is really inappropriate for his status as a crown prince. If he can ascend to the throne in the future, then the current concubine will become the imperial concubine in the future. This is not a small issue for ordinary people, but a major matter for the emperor's family, and needs to be carefully considered."

Xie Lingjiang was slightly stunned: "That's the truth, but Senior Brother thinks further."

Ouyang Rong said calmly:
"So, to sum up the Dalang incident, we should first determine the legal wife, and then we can talk about the concubines later."

Xie Lingjiang immediately agreed:
"Well, that's right."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, took a sip of wine, and glanced at his junior sister who was happy after reaching a consensus.

Don't think they are just gossiping about Dalang's refusal of marriage.

But when lovers discuss other people's gossip, they are never really concerned about other people's family affairs, but use it to gain insight into the other person's ideas and then express their own attitudes...

This is a good way to resolve possible future conflicts at a low cost.

Just now, Ouyang Rong compromised and took the initiative to propose a marriage proposal and take action.

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of wine. His face was red and he seemed to be in a good mood tonight.

She flipped through the small notebook aimlessly, looked at Rong Zhen's handwriting, and said for the first time:

“Speaking of which, Rong Zhen is indeed very good to you. This time, Senior Brother was able to obtain the sword technique and be promoted to the seventh rank, and she also contributed a lot. This is indeed undeniable.

"It was the same before. I explained it to Senior Brother many times... If I were a man, I would inevitably feel sympathy for her."

Ouyang Rong frowned: "What do you mean."

Xie Lingjiang looked up, observed Ouyang Rong's expression, and asked:
"Big Brother, don't you have any thoughts about her?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"What a joke! If she knew I was the owner of the Butterfly Love Flower, she would eat me alive. Some things are impossible from the beginning. Why do such evil? It's simply bullying.

"But I admit that I feel guilty towards Ms. Rong because I kept it a secret from her from the beginning."

"So, Senior Brother, have you been able to tolerate her temper these days?"

"It is."

"Is it possible that she has already guessed it?"

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Little Junior Sister, don't scare me."

“It’s just a possibility.”

Ouyang Rong frowned, thinking about something, as if he was worried.

Xie Lingjiang glanced at him and said with a half-smile:
"Actually, it's not impossible for her to have selfish motives. If she has this intention, you can talk to her about it. I'm not against it, but there is one condition."

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to speak, she smiled and said:
"When she comes in, she has to offer tea to everyone and call me sister."

Ouyang Rong suddenly felt a headache.

Why are you still arguing about things that are completely unrelated?

Not to mention whether this is possible.

Even if Ms. Rong was obsessed with this idea.

But Junior Sister wasn't agreeing at all; she was clearly making things difficult for her.

I said this because I knew that Ms. Rong would never do that and would never lower her proud head.

However, Ouyang Rong suddenly nodded, not knowing what he had thought of.
"Okay. So Junior Sister is so generous."

He joked:

"Even Ms. Rong can accept it, so if it's other women, then it can be even more acceptable."

Xie Lingjiang nodded subconsciously: "Hmm..."

After a pause, she nodded slightly harder and stretched out her voice:

"Sure, if you have the ability, just give it a try."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Okay, try it and then... die."

Halfway through his speech, Xie Lingjiang raised her head and looked at him without blinking. Ouyang Rong lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers.

The two stared at each other.

Then, they smiled at each other again.

Snuggled quietly for a while.

At some point, Xie Lingjiang's low voice was heard:
"Move your hand away, no, stop pinching, it's itchy..."

Ouyang Rong keeps looking up at the moon:
"Don't move."

She held back her tingling sensation and spat:
"Didn't you say to admire the moon?"

He said seriously:
"Yes, isn't this the moon? And it has two wheels."

Xie Lingjiang: “……?”

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