"If you are too busy, you can squeeze some spiritual ink. If you want to jump, you can go back to the closet and jump. So if you can go down, don't jump on the desk."
"I just want to accompany you."
In the study room of Yinbingzhai, Ouyang Rong lowered his head to write and said coldly.
On the table, Miao Si stood on the table, sitting on a pile of rice paper, swinging her short legs, supporting her chin with both hands, looking at Ouyang Rong who was writing seriously.
Don't speak.
The latter didn't bother to pay attention to her, and just wrote something by himself without leaving a sentence behind.
"Okay, if you are sick, you can go see a doctor."
"Xiao Rongzi, are you angry with me? Well, you can't be angry with me, you know."
Ouyang Rong said nothing.
Miao Si looked at it for a while, then jumped down from the pile of rice paper and pulled his sleeve:
"Why don't I take you to see something nice?"
After being pulled several times in succession, Ouyang Rong waved his hands and said:
"Too small, don't look at it."
"...?"
"What a beautiful thought. Whoever showed you that, you thought I was Xie Yatou and that mute blind girl."
"Then get out."
"..."
Miao Si suddenly covered her face and started crying, seemingly sad.
But Ouyang Rong remained motionless and wrote a letter.
Miao Si cried for a while, seeming to feel bored, and put down her hands with an expressionless face:
"Xiao Rongzi, you have changed and become cruel."
"Please show some respect, you are such a little rong."
"Xiao Rongzi, you are Xiaorongzi, a prude Xiaorongzi who secretly hides women outside. Hehe, but in my memory, you also have a handsome side. When I saw you with Xiaoxuan in the yard,
Bronze mask, strolling in the garden throwing out red leaves, a poem and a human head, not to mention, he is really handsome."
"Go down, it's useless to talk sweetly."
Ouyang Rong was about to wave his hand away, but after a pause, he took his hand back and continued to write.
However, when writing, I hold the table with my left hand, and the fabric of my sleeves drags on the table.
The palm-sized idea was to sit by his cuffs and carefully gather the cuff fabric into a small pillow.
She lay down with her head on the "little pillow" and yawned:
"Well, I'm sleepy. Let's take a nap. Xiaorong finished his work and told me."
She fell asleep, and Ouyang Rong noticed that when she was sleeping, her right hand subconsciously clenched the fabric of his cuffs, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
Miao Si suddenly whispered:
"Xiao Rongzi, don't you want me to be a fairy?"
Ouyang Rong hummed.
Miaosi got up, half-knelt on the table, tugged on his sleeves, raised his head and said:
"Okay, I admit that I made a mistake. Don't be angry."
She scratched her head and said:
"Well, although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that sometimes I do things easily, and I think it's something interesting. I thought it wasn't a big problem, but I didn't expect it would cause your displeasure. At that time, I took it for granted that we were good friends.
My friend, it’s okay to treat yours as my own. To use your previous words, you just don’t have any sense of proportion or boundaries..."
Hear the rare self-examination and random thoughts from the little ink artist at hand.
Ouyang Rong whispered:
"Say it again, I'm not angry."
"Then why don't you talk to me?"
"I'm busy writing a letter."
"To whom are you writing?"
"Teacher, and Mrs. Xie, my junior sister's aunt."
"Why write to them?"
Ouyang Rong said seriously:
"My aunt said that she would talk about the engagement with my junior sister, but I feel that there are some things that I need to express my position on, not just to the elders.
"So recently, I have been exchanging letters with the teacher and Mrs. Xie, and I have roughly talked about things with my junior sister, my situation, and... the things about the embroiderer."
After hearing what Ouyang Rong said softly, Miao Si couldn't help but say:
"No wonder Miss Xie and that mute and blind girl love you so much. A man like Xiao Rongzi should be liked by all women."
Little Mo Jing was very emotional,
Ouyang Rong slapped his face:
"If you just want to brag, you can go back to the closet and say it to the closet."
Miaosi shook his head:
"It's not a lie, it's the truth. I really feel this way."
Ouyang Rong didn't want to talk much and concentrated on writing letters.
Miao Si suddenly asked:
"Actually, if I think about it carefully, it is indeed my fault that Fairy Girl was wrong that day. I should have informed you about the embroiderer girl's discovery that day, and should not have made a sudden attack."
Ouyang Rong asked:
"So, you identified the embroiderer's yard through the style and ink on the amulet note?"
"Well, almost."
"As for Rong Nu Shi, do you know what her method is? Have you found the embroiderer's yard?"
Miaosi shook his head.
There was silence between the two of them again.
Only the sound of Ouyang Rong's writing was left.
Miao Si suddenly said:
"As long as I give birth to spiritual ink, will you completely forgive me?"
Ouyang Rong frowned and said nothing.
Miao Si suddenly jumped down from his sleeves and ran to the closet.
There was a hint of determination in his tone:
"Xiao Rongzi, don't miss me too much these days."
"What do you want to do?"
"I'm going into seclusion to squeeze my soul, and I'm going to get busy."
"I told you before that I was fishing, right? It's more leisurely than the ones in the little princess's yard, but I keep saying that I can't squeeze out the spiritual ink."
"Ahem, no, no, forget it, I'm too lazy to explain to you, just don't think too much about me."
After saying that, the little Mo Jing got into the closet.
There was a click.
There was also the sound of her locking the door from the inside of the cabinet.
Little Mo Jing can still distinguish clearly between a full meal and a full meal.
Ouyang Rong shook his head and did not have high expectations for this. Judging from past experience, Xiao Mo Jing never disappoints people.
Not long after, the letter was written, he sealed it with wax, put it on the table, got up and went back to the house to rest.
The next day, early.
Ouyang Rong went out carrying the letter.
After eating in the breakfast hall and preparing to go out, Zhen Shuyuan suddenly said:
"Did you make Huanwen angry?"
Zhen Shuyuan saw Ouyang Rong moving as usual without stopping:
"Well, yes, I did something wrong, but it's okay, I can solve it."
Zhen Shuyuan continued softly:
"No wonder when I was chatting with her yesterday, Huan Huan's tone was a little strange, she didn't feel energetic, she was also in a daze, and she left early without waiting for you to come back. This was not the case before... It seems that I am right, I am sure
Something happened."
After a pause, she suddenly asked:
"Is it related to your friend...that woman? Does she know?"
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
It was considered acquiescence and left the house.
Ouyang Rong got on the carriage and rubbed his brows.
Ever since the junior sister met Xiu Niang, she had been avoiding Ouyang Rong during these days.
Ouyang Rong exchanged letters with Xie Xun and Xie Xue'e, clarifying their relationship and discussing the engagement.
The latter two must have written letters to contact Xie Lingjiang, but Xie Lingjiang still did not see him.
The two of them maintained this kind of distant distance and relationship.
Ouyang Rong came to see Xie Lingjiang every day, but was declined.
But as my aunt said, yesterday during the day, while Ouyang Rong was busy with official duties, the junior sister came to visit her again.
Such an attitude made Ouyang Rong a little unsure.
On the way to Jiangzhou lobby, Ouyang Rong took the time to enter the merit tower and took a look at the merit value above the small wooden fish:
[Merits: Three Thousand Nine Hundred and Twelve]
In the past two days, another batch of low-rent houses have been handed over to the public in Xingzifang. Ouyang Rong's merit has increased a lot, but it was originally more, but a few days ago, Xie Lingjiang and Rong Zhen met Xiu Niang, and the original merit
The experience package has backfired.
Ouyang Rong sighed:
"It's still acceptable. By the way, after feeding Xiu Niang so much, why is there still no movement in her body... Um, it refers to her cultivation."
Arriving at the Jiangzhou lobby, Ouyang Rong handed the letter to his cronies, and then went to the lobby.
Yan Liulang was waiting in the lobby. When he saw Ouyang Rong, he immediately stepped forward and reported.
It was something Ouyang Rong asked him to investigate last time. Ouyang Rong listened for a while and roughly understood the information: the group of female officers left by the procuratorate in the city. The results showed that such a group of female officers did exist.
However, when Ouyang Rong was handling the case to eliminate Zen Master Yizhi and the Fang sisters, this group of female officers was blocked.
It was guarded by Yan Liulang and Qin Yi's men.
Someone was sent to keep an eye on it.
Even if Ouyang Rong didn't give orders, Yan Liulang and the others were still doing these things.
As for the follow-up, it is unknown whether the female officers who stayed in the team to investigate Yue Virgin went to supervise the quiet courtyard.
In addition, none of the arrested informants were interrogated by the procuratorate.
Ouyang Rong frowned slightly.
Think deeply.
It seems that the female historian did not tell the truth completely.
At this moment, a small official suddenly reported the matter. Ouyang Rong was startled when he heard about the person who asked for an audience.
When I went out, I saw Wang Caozhi and a female official waiting quietly in the side hall.
"What's up?"
"Brother-in-law, Sister Rong's letter. Also, Sister Rong asked me to ask you if you still remember the special idea she told you last time."
Wang Caozhi took a secret letter from Rong Zhen from the female officer and handed it to Ouyang Rong.
"The one last time?"
Ouyang Rong unfolded the letter.
There are not many words in the letter and it is concise and to the point.
But his face gradually became serious.
After reading the letter, he stood up and wandered in the lobby.
Yan Liulang, Wang Caozhi and others either lowered their eyes or stared at him.
Ouyang Rong turned his head. Everyone saw his calm face and started giving orders one by one:
"Fuck it, take the female officer back first and tell her that I will arrive on time before they seal off the Twin Peaks tomorrow morning."
"Yes, brother-in-law."
"Liu Lang, go find Yuan Changshi and ask him to come over immediately. I have something to arrange, which will affect the livelihood of the people of Xunyang in the short term. I need his intervention to appease me. I may not be in the city..."
"good."
Wang Caozhi left in a hurry with the female officer.
Not long after, Yan Liulang brought Yuan Huaimin.
The latter looked at Ouyang Rong curiously, and Ouyang Rong threw out a water control plan that had been prepared in advance but had not been used for a long time.
Half an hour later.
Yuan Huaimin walked out of the lobby, his face became serious, and he immediately got busy.
Looking at the squinting Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang asked calmly:
"Mingfu, where are we going now, Xunyang Grottoes?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"Go to Huaiye Lane mansion...wait, let's go to Xunyang Prince's Mansion first!"
"yes."
Not long after.
On the carriage heading to Prince Xunyang's Mansion, the atmosphere was quiet, as Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang sat opposite each other.
Ouyang Rong suddenly opened his eyes and said:
"When I enter the palace later, you go and call Pei Shisanniang. I want to see her when I leave the palace."
"yes."
Ouyang Rong closed his eyes again.
Because of the secret letter from Xunyang Grottoes, everyone was busy for a long time and finally took a break.
At this time, Yan Liulang asked in a low voice:
"Mingfu, what on earth is going on? It's so urgent."
Ouyang Rong pondered for a long time and said:
"It's about to land."
Yan Liulang subconsciously asked: "What is going to happen?"
Ouyang Rong looked at him, gently pointed to the river in the distance, and said:
"The flood, the flood in Xunyang City, it's the rainy season, it's coming."
Yan Liulang was stunned: "Ah?"
He scratched his head curiously:
"But I remember, haven't the floods in Xunyang City been cured? There has been no flood damage for a long time, and there are not many signs. Since the Ming Dynasty built the double peaks and successfully discharged floods, even in the rainy season, there will be no more floods.
Endangering the main urban area of Xunyang..."
The young man in Confucian shirt with his eyes closed suddenly interrupted:
"Well, that's right, because it's about to land."
Yan Liulang's face became more and more confused...
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(PS: It’s my roommate Mi Zhiji’s birthday. I’m out here helping entertain friends, so I’m a little busy)