Chapter 693: No one listens to housewives the most [Please vote for me!]
The wheels are rolling.
A carriage quietly left a quiet courtyard by Xingzi Lake and was speeding towards the West Gate.
At dawn, the sky is bright, the curfew on the street has just been lifted, and all the streets in Xunyang City are gradually waking up, and the first one to wake up is Xingzifang.
Ouyang Rongduan was sitting in the car with a long piano case on his knees.
As the carriage jolted, there was no shaking sound inside the piano case.
It was stuffed to the brim.
Ouyang Rong was quiet for a while, his eyebrows gathered together.
He touched his body and looked around.
Later I realized that I didn't bring something with me.
The amulet given by the embroiderer.
He had just left in a hurry. Obviously before going out, the embroiderer pulled his sleeves and gestured with her hands to remind him... and finally said goodbye and went out, but the two of them still forgot.
Ouyang Rong is not a careless person.
But from receiving Rongzhen's signal yesterday to getting ready to leave the city this morning, there were too many preparations to be made. I stayed up all night and was able to go to Xingzi Lake to have breakfast with Xiu Niang. It was already a squeeze of time...
But after completing this matter, Ouyang Rong still felt a little empty in his heart.
It's like there is something important that has not been done, or that someone important has not been told.
However, from Jiangzhou Hall, to Xunyang Prince's Mansion, to Huaiye Lane Mansion, to Xiu Niang's Courtyard...everywhere that should be gone has been gone, and everything that should be arranged has been arranged.
What's missing?
Ouyang Rong looked a little lost. He suddenly opened the curtains and looked out at the new house and the flow of people.
The color of the sky outside is still dark blue. The crowd in Xingzifang today is not only the busy laborers and vendors selling goods, but also many local citizens of Xunyang. They are the mainstream, but also uncharacteristically go out early in the morning, and most of them carry big baskets.
I went out to buy firewood, rice, oil, salt and other daily necessities in a hurry. However, under the supervision of the serious-looking clerks from the Trade Department, the streets were lively but not crowded, and there was a faint atmosphere of order.
When the carriage Ouyang Rong was in passed some people queuing up, he could hear their muffled chatter, including high-frequency words such as "Shuangfeng Peak", "Great Flood", "Xunyang Grottoes", "Ouyang Governor".
The closer he got to the West City Gate, the more low-rent housing there were. Ouyang Rong could still vaguely see a single clerk in the Jiangzhou lobby, holding a book in his hand, followed by two government servants, knocking on the door from door to door, announcing something...
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
The water at Shuangfeng Peak has been rising recently, and the area around Xunyang Grottoes has been heavily blocked by hundreds of miles. These two unusual signals, as expected, spread throughout the city overnight.
Fortunately, the two peaks are a hundred miles outside the west city gate. Even if the worst happens and floods hit the city, based on past experience, there is a high probability that only the low-lying Xingzifang will be affected.
And Jiangzhou Hall, under the command of Ouyang Rong, was ready to appease the people early.
Various factors have not caused much panic at the moment.
However, there are all kinds of rumors and news flying around about this flood situation.
Some people say that the newly built Donglin Buddha touched the dragon energy water veins of Xunyang City. Others say that the "Water Dragon King" in the Yangtze River was dissatisfied with the Buddha built by the pilgrim saint and wanted to destroy it in a flood. Others said
He said that he was the Dragon King, and everyone should burn incense religiously, three or two, one stick at a time, and be honest... Well, the latter has been arrested and sent to the Jiuzhou Prison, and he is getting special prison food.
Since last night, the Shuangfeng Peak area where the Xunyang Grottoes are located has been tightly sealed by the Supervisory Council for dozens of miles. You can only enter but not leave. Anyone who enters must be strictly inspected.
These measures have intensified the rumors and speculation in Xunyang City.
In this regard, Ouyang Rong and Jiangzhou Hall did not come out to refute the rumors, and they seemed to be "too busy" to respond.
Ouyang Rong closed the car window, and the noise in the early morning subsided.
Looking at the sword box on his lap, he bent down, groped under the seat, pulled out a string of hemp rope beads, and put it on the bowl in his left hand.
This is my routine every time I go to Xunyang Grottoes.
Ouyang Rong thought again of the new ideas and plans Rong Zhen had explained to him during that day's walk.
Although the rebels in Tiannan Jianghu may not necessarily fall into the trap, what Rong Zhen said is quite reasonable. Instead of sitting back and waiting for the enemy to take the initiative to attack, it is better to take action yourself and disrupt the enemy's plan.
In this ten-day period, let’s see if those Yunmeng Yue girls will come.
Ouyang Rong rubbed his face.
In fact, after hearing the new plan that day, he asked Rong Zhen if there was not enough time and what if he did not teach her the essence of the music before the Buddha landed.
Rong Zhen's answer is that he doesn't need to worry about it, he can just do his best.
From this point of view, this female historian has an alternative plan.
However, Rong Nvshi, as a sixth-grade jade girl from the Yin-Yang family lineage, still did not explain why she had to learn this sword technique midway, as well as the core defense of Xunyang Grottoes.
Because Ouyang Rong hid the embroiderer last time, the confidentiality investigation failed.
However, Ouyang Rong had some vague guesses and felt that it was related to Rong Zhen's special quota.
Regarding the Donglin Buddha in Xunyang Grottoes, Ouyang Rong had some mixed feelings.
It was obviously built under his command, but Rong Zhen, Aunt Song and other female officials of the Sitian Prison never took him to see the internal layout such as the golden Buddha head.
In addition, building the Donglin Giant Buddha was a card used by the empress to test King Xunyang, which was similar to an obedience test.
At present, the biggest opportunity for Prince Xunyang to return to Beijing lies within it. Moreover, Ouyang Rong and Prince Xunyang have invested a lot of time and energy in these days... now it is inevitable.
But strictly speaking, Ouyang Rong actually didn't have much ill feelings toward the female cultivator Yunmeng and the people in Tiannan Jianghu who wanted to destroy the Donglin Giant Buddha.
Because if he hadn't stopped her, Xiu Niang would have been one of them.
Moreover, judging from past clues, the Donglin Giant Buddha may have affected an extremely important formation in Yunmeng Jianze. This is the core point of conflict between the two, and everything in the world is not black and white.
Ouyang Rong was quite understandable, so he had enjoyed chatting with the Fang sisters before.
But understanding is understanding. Just like Li Zhengyan, Wei Shaoqi and others changed the world through their own determined methods, Ouyang Rong also has a determined direction and will not change easily or give in.
At least at this moment, Ouyang Rong's position regarding the Donglin Giant Buddha is still on the same side as that of the Zhou Dynasty.
"Sir, Yan Canjun is outside."
"Um."
Ouyang Rong recovered his thoughts, took a look, and found that the carriage had stopped at the west gate.
"Mingfu, Li Congshan, Miaozhen and others have been sent back to Xunyang Grottoes..."
As soon as Yan Liulang got into the car, he clasped his fists and reported.
After the secret discussion last night, Ouyang Rong and Li Xian passed the official seal and found a temporary excuse to drive the two parties to Xunyang Grottoes.
At the moment, it seems that the process is going smoothly, and there is no resistance or stalemate like Ouyang Rong imagined, although Ouyang Rong also has a backup plan...
"Mingfu, are you leaving now..."
Ouyang Rong suddenly asked:
"You just went to the palace, did you see my junior sister?"
Yan Liulang was stunned and shook his head: "No."
After a pause, he hesitated and said:
"It seems it's getting late. It's almost time to make an appointment with Rong Nu Shi. Mingfu, why don't you leave..."
Ouyang Rong became calmer and quieter.
Suddenly I knew what was missing.
…
Xie Lingjiang left the quiet courtyard and returned to Prince Xunyang's Mansion.
Along the way, we didn’t take a car and returned on foot.
Dressed in red, I don't know how much attention it attracted, but the market is busy right now, so not many people care.
Return to the palace and come to the entrance of the courtyard.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly spotted a figure outside the courtyard gate.
She immediately turned around and left.
"Little junior sister, wait a minute."
Ouyang Rong caught up.
"what?"
When Xie Lingjiang turned around, he had a cold face and asked.
Ouyang Rong was curious:
"They said you went out. Where did you go? Aren't you feeling well?"
Xie Ling Jiang ignored him, lowered his head and walked inside.
Ouyang Rong stopped her, grabbed her hand, and said directly:
"Junior sister, I'm sorry."
Xie Lingjiang said with a straight face:
"Get out of the way."
Ouyang Rong shook his head, stared at her, face to face, and said seriously:
"After thinking about it, I have been missing an apology. After thinking about it, if I were you, I would be equally disappointed, even if there are so many excuses to explain.
"But feelings are something like this. Even if you have all kinds of reasons, they can't be worth my sadness. It's just sadness. So what if you win the argument in the end? So what if you have a good reason to take Xiu Niang home. I'm still sad. I feel sad.
...Junior sister, is this the same these days?"
Ouyang Rong noticed that Xie Lingjiang's eyes were getting red.
"I have thought of a happy way, which is happier than kicking you."
"What method..." Halfway through, he shook his head and changed his words: "Junior sister can come directly."
"good."
Xie Lingjiang suddenly turned around and went back to the house, quickly returning with a familiar short knife in his hand. It was sharp and bright, a little dazzling in the morning light.
It's that skirt knife.
It is both a gift to your sweetheart and a murder to betray your sweetheart.
Ouyang Rong was stunned.
Xie Lingjiang made a cold face:
"You can still get out now."
When Ouyang Rong heard this, he immediately shook his head, stood on the spot, opened his left shoulder, exposed his white chest, and slowly closed his eyes.
"good."
Xie Ling Jiang came close to the body.
Ouyang Rong waited tremblingly.
Time passed minute by minute.
The atmosphere is silent.
There was still no pain in his chest. Ouyang Rong opened his eyes and saw Xie Lingjiang staring at his face with a hateful expression. Her face was wet with tears, and the tears dripped from her chin onto the skirt knife.
Ouyang Rong took out a handkerchief and stretched it out to wipe her.
For a long time, Xie Lingjiang, who was embarrassed, said word by word:
"I just want to ask you, are you also sad?"
Ouyang Rong: "No..."
"truth!"
After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly swung his knife.
Ouyang Rong's eyes didn't blink. He looked closely and saw that the junior sister had cut off a strand of her own hair.
Under the sunlight, the woman in red clothes sheathed her sword, took out a small sachet that she had brought back from the quiet courtyard in the morning, and stuffed a strand of hair into it.
Inside the small sachet, there is also a blessing note from Zhao Qingxiu, with the four words "Never forget each other forever" written on it.
The next second, Xie Lingjiang stepped forward, first put the skirt knife on Ouyang Rong's waist, and then hung the amulet sachet on his belt.
She lowered her head and continued to tie it silently.
Ouyang Rong was stunned.
He couldn't take his eyes away from looking at the skirt knife and amulet.
"Little junior sister went to the embroiderer's place?" he asked.
Xie Ling Jiang lowered his head.
At this time, a small black figure appeared in her sleeves. She carried three small bamboo tubes on her back and tied them with ropes.
When there was no one around, Miaosi jumped onto Xie Lingjiang's shoulder, glanced at the skirt knife and amulet that the latter was tying for him, and she shouted with a straight face:
"Hmph, even if you pass the test, if Xie Yatou doesn't forgive you, I won't forgive you either. Heng Heng, you're afraid. It's a big loss..."
Ouyang Rong frowned and looked at the little girl in Confucian dress who said harsh words. The look he cast towards her seemed to say that she still wanted to eat chestnuts?
Miao Si pretended not to see it, untied the three small bamboo tubes on her back and threw them into his hands.
"Here, little Rongzi, take it."
Ouyang Rong frowned and looked down at the three small bamboo tubes, which were almost as tall as Miaosi.
After shaking it, I found some thick liquid inside.
"Lingmo?"
Ouyang Rong couldn't believe it, and his face showed suspicion.
Miao Si groaned and said nothing, her braids almost sticking up to the sky.
"Why are you so diligent? The sun is out in the west, or is my junior sister giving you another good meal?"
Ouyang Rong was really pleasantly surprised and couldn't help but ask.
This is enough for three tubes, enough to make three more talismans.
Miaoxi, who was holding the minibus up, was a little unhappy and said:
"Can't it be that this fairy lady is so powerful?"
She gave a thumbs up and pointed to her nose:
"Remember, there is no one who is the most powerful."
The little Mo Jing seemed to be a master of words and said this with a straight face and then jumped back into his sleeves.
Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and tied the two things, turned around neatly, and walked into the door.
Before closing the door, she couldn't see her expression and said:
"I will watch over the embroiderer, I will handle Aunt Zhen's birthday ceremony, and I will watch over the palace. You can go there without any worries."
Ouyang Rong nodded slowly, turned around, and strode away.
"Ouyang Lianghan!"
From behind the closed door, a loud shout from her suddenly came.
Before Ouyang Rong turned around, he heard her words coming, which were sonorous and powerful and could not be rejected:
"In ten days, come back on time, did you hear me? Speak."
Ouyang Rong turned his back to the door, took a deep breath, wiped his face vigorously, and then turned back.
A smiling face:
"I know, I know, there is no one who listens to my wife the most."