Chapter 642 Women’s Intuition [Please vote for me!]
Ouyang Rong went back to the Huaiye Lane mansion at noon.
I took Yuan Huaimin back with me.
After he left the quiet courtyard in the morning, he first went to find Yuan Huaimin.
The first phase of the Qingyang Cross Street project has just been completed, and there are still many things that need to be handed over and coordinated by Jiangzhou Hall.
Ouyang Rong took Yuan Huaimin there for another walk in the morning.
Take this guy back for lunch at noon.
Yuan Huaimin came to the Huaiye Lane mansion for a meal every three days, which was an old tradition for him to prostitute brother Lianghan for free.
As soon as they returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion, Zhen Shuyuan, Wei Lai, and a group of maids gathered around her.
"Where did Tanlang rest last night? In Yuan Changshi's courtyard?"
Zhen Shuyuan took the coat that Ouyang Rong took off, sniffed it calmly before hanging it on the hanger, and asked with a smile.
Ouyang Rong had someone notify Zhen Shuyuan in advance yesterday that he might not come back to rest.
The reason is that if you attend the celebration dinner hosted by Pei Shisanniang and other merchants, you may have to drink until very late. If you are drunk, you might as well spend the night at Xingzifang, so you should inform them in advance so that they don't wait.
This was one of the rare nights when he didn't go home to rest.
In the past, no matter how late he was busy, Ouyang Rong would always return to the Huaiye Lane residence regardless of rain or shine.
Zhen Shuyuan and other female relatives have long been accustomed to this, but now the reason for being generous is there, and he has notified it in advance. Even if the girls are not used to it, it is inconvenient to say anything.
Because judging from universal standards, when it comes to going home to spend the night, my Tanlang is indeed a good man who can silently shed tears for both men and women.
There are always a lot of concerns.
It can only be said that a mature woman's intuition is quite keen.
"No, Brother Huaimin's courtyard is a bit crowded. There are guests staying here. I stayed in a courtyard arranged by Pei Shisanniang, not far from Chengtian Temple."
Ouyang Rong said softly.
Zhen Shuyuan said something extra: "I thought Tan Lang was staying at another friend's house."
When Yuan Huaimin, who had already sat down to wait for the meal, heard this, he turned his head curiously and glanced at Ouyang Rong.
The latter did not answer and asked with a smile:
"Auntie heard fireworks last night?"
"Is it over there at Xingzifang? It's coming in waves, it's a bit lively."
"The fireworks were set off by Pei Shisanniang and others at the dinner party. I thought it was a bit noisy..."
Ouyang Rong took the lead, and the others chatted about home affairs.
Zhen Shuyuan pointed to the Confucian shirt hanging on the hanger at the door and asked:
"Whose clothes are Tanlang's?"
Ouyang Rong nodded: "Brother Huaimin, your hangover is full of alcohol."
Yuan Huaimin immersed himself in the meal and nodded "hmm" to testify.
The clothes were indeed his. When Ouyang Rong came to see him early in the morning, he borrowed his bathroom to take a bath and borrowed his clothes to wear.
Zhen Shuyuan glanced at the heartless cook Yuan Huaimin and asked more questions:
"That Pei Shisanniang, the yard has been arranged, but didn't she prepare new clothes for the drunken Tan Lang?"
Ouyang Rong was helpless: "People outside are not as considerate as my aunt. My aunt thinks too much."
Zhen Shuyuan pursed her red lips, ate a few pieces of food with chopsticks, and then said slowly:
"That's not necessarily true. What if there is something more considerate."
Ouyang Rong looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose at his heart, but there was no response.
After lunch, Yuan Huaimin had enough to eat and drink, and left satisfied.
Ouyang Rong still wanted to stay at the Huaiye Lane residence for a lunch break, so he didn't go with him and just saw him off.
At the gate, Zhen Shuyuan waited for the girl to give it away with her half a bag, and by the way, she returned Ouyang Rong's coat to Yuan Huaimin.
Watching the latter walk away, Zhen Shuyuan turned around, put away the smile on her face, and said to Ouyang Rong, who was about to slip back to Yinbingzhai:
"Tanlang, let's not wear outsiders' clothes next time. It's always bad to owe a favor."
"What my aunt said makes sense. My nephew has learned a lesson."
After saying a promise, Ouyang Rong calmly left.
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Zhen Shuyuan, who had been watching him with calm eyes, suddenly called out to someone again.
"What's wrong, aunt?"
"You said last time that you were going to bring that friend to attend my birthday ceremony. Don't forget to tell Huanhan in advance. After all, it will be her arrangement. If you forget to mention it, and Huanhan didn't prepare the dishes in advance, the guests will be unlucky when the time comes.
But here we are again, and there are no seats. It would be bad if you neglect me."
Ouyang Rong nodded:
"Thanks to aunt for reminding me. I've been so busy lately that I almost forgot about it, but aunt is still very concerned about this matter."
"I only care about your mother's hairpin, and I don't care about other things."
Zhen Shuyuan walked over, adjusting Ouyang Rong's clothes, lowering her eyes, and muttered in a woman's unique nagging voice:
"You men are generous in giving away things, but you are too shy to ask for them afterwards. But I am a little girl, and in the words of your saints, it is difficult to raise me. So let me do it."
"Other things, Tanlang will give them as gifts, but this hairpin is too special. It belongs to your mother's clan. Even Huanhan can't give it to her..."
Ouyang Rong suddenly interrupted:
"What if someone wears it really well?"
"What do you mean?" Zhen Shuyuan was confused.
Ouyang Rong had already yawned, turned around and left:
"I feel tired as soon as I have a full meal. I didn't sleep well last night, so my nephew went back to catch up on his sleep."
Zhen Shu frowned and watched her somewhat eccentric beloved nephew go away. She stood there for a long time and muttered:
"This kid, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd..."
Drinking ice room, study room.
Ouyang Rong closed the door, walked to the desk, and breathed out slightly.
My aunt's moral character is too high.
For this kind of mature woman, there is no need for a reason to doubt something, intuition is the best evidence.
What I said just now, both inside and outside the words, were full of criticism.
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
He first put away the Mohist sword box, bronze mask and other items he brought back one by one, then went to put them in the closet.
"Why are you back?"
When he opened the closet door, he discovered Xiao Mo Jingmiaosi.
This little guy was sitting on the ground, lowering his head and counting a pile of notes. He didn't know where they came from and saved so many.
When Ouyang Rong opened the wardrobe, she quickly put them away, turned her back, turned her head and gave him a look:
"Not knocking is the most rude thing ever."
Ouyang Rong looked back at the room:
"This is my house."
Then he asked: "Why are you back? Junior sister brought you back this morning."
"Do you think everyone is as irresponsible as you?"
Miao Si crossed her chest and groaned.
Ouyang Rong smiled and did not agree with her.
I took out the [Night Pearl] from the sword case and tried it again on my daily basis.
To no avail, I put it back.
Before leaving the bookcase, he touched the square seal with his palm again.
Ouyang Rong frowned.
This is a relic given to Master Zhongma by Master Shandao when he came back from Donglin Temple last time. I don’t know what it is used for.
After studying it for a while, I put it back.
Looking up, he found that Miao Si's figure was missing from the closet.
Turning around, he saw that the little guy wasn't at the desk either. Ouyang Rong looked around curiously, and finally walked into the bedroom and saw the little guy.
At some point, she jumped onto the clothes rack, buried her little face in the clothes he had just taken off after entering the door, sniffing from left to right, with a suspicious look on her face.
Ouyang Rong grabbed her by the collar and picked her up.
"What are you smelling?" He said with a straight face.
Miao Si rolled his eyes:
"Smell if you have secretly hidden ink ingots."
"Who are you checking for?" Ouyang Rong asked, tilting his head.
"No."
Miao Si was a little flustered and shouted out of urgency:
"Are you secretly hiding something good? Otherwise, why don't you let me smell it?"
Ouyang Rong remembered the hidden picture of "Peach Blossom Spring", coughed, put her down, and said calmly:
"Indeed, there are other little ink spirits hiding outside. Please clean them up and move them out another day to make room for them."
Miao Si suddenly became anxious.
"How dare you, little Rongzi! Let me see if I don't bite you to death..."
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Two days later.
Regarding Chengtian Temple, Ouyang Rong was still worried.
In the middle of the day, dawn passed and I tried twice, but to no avail.
After thinking for a while, Ouyang Rong did not let Yan Liulang wait any longer. He directly led the officers and soldiers there. On the grounds that someone had reported that Yun Meng Yue Nu and Yun Meng Ling were secretly hidden, he led people to investigate Chengtian Temple with great fanfare.
There were no accidents along the way, and of course Yunmeng Ling was not found.
After this attempt to scare the snake, the virgin is most likely no longer in the temple. Even if he is nearby, he will probably move when he hears the news...
That afternoon, in the main hall of the Governor's Mansion, Ouyang Rong was handling official business and giving instructions to his subordinates. Rong Zhen suddenly rushed over and called him out.
"Ouyang Lianghan, come out for a moment."
Yan Liulang, Chen You and other subordinate officials who were listening to the Ming government's arrangements could not help but exchange glances, either chuckle or look away.
At present, in Xunyang City, it is estimated that this female historian is the only one who dares to shout at Ouyang Rong.
Although judging from the position and rank, the current female historian is not qualified.
But everyone is used to it. When Ouyang Rong was the governor of Jiangzhou, the female historian would shout like this, and it became a gossip in the Jiangzhou lobby.
At present, the two of them still maintain this normality, which to some extent shows that they have a close relationship and do not need to care about the red tape after promotion.
At work, we do not address each other by title, but by first name. Those who have hung out in official circles will naturally know what a special friendship this is.
Well, it's "special" because it's no longer a question of "good or not" the friendship. Good is definitely good, but if the relationship is very good, it's possible to openly call on one's job to avoid suspicion.
Dare to call names directly like this, without avoiding any objection, then it can only be that the identity of at least one of them is so noble and special that you don't need to care about it, and you are not afraid of being criticized...
This is indeed the case.
Of course, there is actually another possibility, and that is preference between relatives or couples... But no one dares to think so, and even if they think about it, they dare not say it...
But after witnessing it for a long time, many Jiangzhou officials couldn't help but feel envious.
This Rong Zhen Nv Shi was a Cai Shang Nv Shi who once served Her Majesty the Queen. She once had the power to draw up imperial edicts with a red pen. Now she is out in Jiangzhou. She looks like she came here to get gold plating. Even though she is thousands of miles away from Beijing, a casual word can still be said.
Can reach heaven to listen.
As we all know, the closer you are to the center of power, the greater your power, explicit or implicit.
This time, Ouyang Sima was able to make an exception and was promoted to a Bachelor of Arts and concurrently served as the governor of Jiangzhou. It is probably because of the kind words of this female historian that she played a great role.
Sometimes you don't even need to put in a nice word, you just need to say "Ouyang Lianghan is acceptable" when the chief official of Jiangzhou is vacant and your Majesty is asking who can be used.
This Rong Zhen female official is currently the head of all active female officials in Jiangnan Province. She has tasks such as supervising the Donglin Giant Buddha and apprehending the rebels in Tiannan Jianghu. All the supervisory offices in Jiangnan Province have been assigned to her.
The system of female officials in this dynasty is very complicated. In short, they are His Majesty's spies, and Rong Zhen is currently the chief spies in Jiangnan Province. She has the power to supervise the vassals and officials in various places in Jiangnan Province. As for Deputy Supervisor Song, she only manages Si Tianjian.
The team of Qi practitioners guard Xunyang Grottoes, regardless of the above "minor official matters", and have a parallel relationship with Rong Zhen.
After the Wei clan headed by Wang Lengran in Jiangzhou "died in the line of duty", the Xunyang Prince's Palace has been able to live so carefree so far, which is also related to the close relationship between the spokesperson Ouyang Lianghan and Rong Zhennvshi. So far, the latter has not deliberately acted for
Sad about Xunyang Prince’s Mansion.
Most officials in the Jiangnan officialdom can see the direction of this trend. In a sense, the current situation in Jiangzhou is very stable and the rapid progress of the Xunyang Grottoes is due to the stable relationship between Rong Zhennvshi and Ouyang Governor.
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Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen did not completely leave the sight of the officials of the governor's office, and stopped in front of a waterside pavilion in the back garden with a wide view.
Rong Zhen turned around and glanced at Ouyang Rong. He was about to look away and say something, but suddenly paused.
He took another look and said:
"Ouyang Lianghan, why do you seem a little different?"
"What's different?"
Ouyang Rong, who had been to the quiet courtyard for two consecutive days, touched his face and asked sincerely.
After not seeing each other for many days, Rong Zhen was still the same, cold, with a face that owed money. She stared at Ouyang Rong and suddenly said:
"The spirit is a little different, it's a little new. Have you done anything recently to relax your body and mind?"
"Yes." Ouyang Rong nodded and gushed: "The first phase of the low-rent housing planned in Xingzifang has been delivered. After working for so long, the regulations there have been smoothed out step by step. From now on, we will follow it step by step, one phase at a time.
Just hand over the work..."
Rong Zhen frowned and looked at him for a while, then relaxed his eyebrows and nodded gently: "I see, it's really thanks to you that we were able to sort out the mess so quickly. The mess and bad influence left by Lin Cheng, Wang Lengran and the others...
Finally eliminated..."
"If it's not destroyed, it's not established." Ouyang Rong waved his hand and shook his head modestly: "But the damage caused by the Xingzi Lake Buddha is not easy to eliminate in the short term. It can only be said that the current situation will be good in the long run, but the price has still been borne by some people.
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Seeing that his tone was a little lonely, Rong Zhen's eyes moved a little, and he immediately changed the subject, "Let's go, time is urgent, so we'd better talk on the road and come with me."
She held up her sleeves with her hands, turned around and walked away.
"What's going on?" Ouyang Rongqi asked and followed him.
Ms. Shi, who was wearing an inconspicuous lilac palace dress today, said without looking back:
"There is news from the imperial court about asking for help."
Ouyang Rong's face turned serious.
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(PS: Today I will not face destiny directly, I will only accompany my good brothers, "Black Room: Code Words", start! or2)