The morning breeze is a bit cold.
Especially when there is still cold sweat on my back, my body will subconsciously shiver one after another.
The car curtain opened by Ouyang Rong's palm swayed in the wind and made a "hissing" sound in his ears.
However, Ouyang Rong ignored all of these at the moment. All his attention was placed on the girl in palace clothes who suddenly appeared in the carriage and met her cold eyes.
At this moment, he was maintaining a funny posture of bending over to lift the curtain, and even one foot was still hovering in the air outside the carriage.
All in all, this was an unexpected meeting.
Before Ouyang Rong got in the car, he didn't notice the presence of the girl in palace clothes at all.
This shows that the other party is at least a Qi practitioner of higher quality than him.
Combined with her familiar palace attire, Ouyang Rong had seen it on Miaozhen not long ago.
Obviously, this cold girl in palace clothes is also a female official in colorful clothes.
As for why this strange female official appeared in the carriage of Aunt and Vera...
Ouyang Rong frowned slightly, his eyes were puzzled, and he looked like a passerby:
"Sorry, I got the wrong car, please continue... Hey, it's strange, where is my carriage..."
Pretending not to see the wide-eyed girls Zhen Shuyuan and Ye Weilai, Ouyang Rong turned around and got out of the car to leave.
The cold girl in palace clothes remained motionless, sitting upright with long sleeves.
The next second, Ouyang Rong, who was about to leave, turned around, opened the curtain again, and returned to the car obediently.
He sat down opposite the girl in palace clothes, very honestly.
His Qi machine was locked.
Ouyang Rong still doesn't understand what this girl in palace clothes with a cold face looks like everyone owes her 80,000 taels of silver.
Take another step at your own risk.
This girl is a bit difficult to deal with... Ouyang Rong nodded inwardly.
"Are you a Qi practitioner?"
The girl in palace clothes stared at Ouyang Rong in her first words:
"I didn't notice you before you spoke just now."
Ouyang Rong hesitated and nodded slightly:
"I know a little bit, the teacher taught me."
"White Deer Cave?"
"uh-huh."
The girl in palace clothes nodded: "How many grades?"
Ouyang Rong thought for a while, spread his palms, and expressed luck in his Dantian.
Although low-level Qi practitioners are still unable to leave their bodies with their spiritual energy, I heard from my junior sister that in the eyes of experts, as long as they are lucky, the color of their spiritual energy can still be faintly revealed.
Light blue spiritual energy flows through the Shaoyang meridian of the hand.
The girl in palace clothes said coldly:
"Is it the ninth grade? Is it possible for a scholar to have such a hidden secret? Who did you learn from? Or, did you have a special adventure or what did you take?"
Ouyang Rong thought for a while and asked seriously: "Can't it be that I'm gifted?"
The girl in palace clothes chuckled, someone was talking about her extraordinary talent in front of her.
Ouyang Rong also smiled.
The craftsmanship is still hidden in the palace and is being kept by the junior sister. He did not bring it with him on this trip.
Moreover, the girl in palace attire in front of her obviously has a spiritual energy cultivation level of not less than level seven, and she doesn't look like she is easy to fool.
Anyway, he couldn't fight now, and he couldn't escape either, so Ouyang Rong simply stopped looking forward and backward.
In the car, he calmly sat down and looked around at the situation inside the car and the appearance of the girl in palace clothes in front of him.
The girl in palace clothes seemed to be observing him too.
The two of them were silent.
There was silence in the carriage for a while.
Ouyang Rong saw something was wrong with Zhen Shuyuan and Ye Weila at this time.
Except for their emotional eyes, their bodies remained motionless, like statues.
At the feet of the two girls, there were a short sword and a short sword that fell in various directions.
In the narrow carriage with not much space, elegant appliances such as incense burners and coffee tables were scattered on the floor.
Ouyang Rong observed carefully and found that only the objects around Zhen Shuyuan and Ye Weilai were scattered on the ground, while the pillows and other objects around the girl's seat in palace attire were neat and untouched.
Zhen Shuyuan's eyes were red and phoenix, and she was glaring at the girl in palace clothes angrily.
Ye Weila's long, waist-length white hair was very messy, with a few strands of white hair pitifully falling on her forehead. However, her blue eyes were fixed on the uninvited girl in palace attire, and she had the unruly and bloody temperament of a foreign barbarian.
However, after Ouyang Rong entered the carriage, the eyes of hatred that cleaved at the enemy were gradually filled with mist, and their eyes became bright and clear.
The white-haired girl held back and did not shed tears, but she became a bit unyielding and stubborn.
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips. He had never seen this kind of look on Ye Weilai before.
To describe it, it is the difference between docile domestic cats and wild cats.
Ouyang Rong suddenly remembered that when he opened the curtain and entered the carriage unpreparedly with a smile, Ye Weilai and Zhen Shuyuan did not remind him aloud.
Looking at the appearance of the two girls now, it can be predicted that not long ago, while they were waiting for Ouyang Rong, the girl in palace clothes suddenly got on the car, and a fierce but short battle broke out between the two sides, and the conflict was resolved in just a few seconds.
The outcome is naturally clear at a glance.
Both Zhen Shuyuan and Ye Weilai were controlled by the girl in palace clothes using a technique similar to acupuncture, and they couldn't even make a sound.
Ouyang Rong glanced at Ye Weila. The two of them were sitting side by side, close to each other. Logically speaking, the white-haired girl could also look at him and exchange glances.
However, under Ouyang Rong's long gaze, she did not look sideways at him. Ye Weilai's petite body seemed to be swaying slightly, but she pressed her lips tightly, so hard that the vermilion faded from her lips, and her misty blue eyes stared at the girl in palace clothes with hatred.
Are you ashamed to be a burden to him when he leaves the city... Ouyang Rong was silent.
"I haven't asked you your surname yet." He raised his head and asked, "Are you also the female officer in front of His Majesty?"
The girl in palace clothes ignored him and asked:
"Ouyang Changshi said he was leaving and secretly gathered at the city gate in the middle of the night. Where are the family going?"
"Raising a family? There's no way to raise a family. You didn't even bring any salutes. Ms. Shi was just joking."
Ouyang Rong looked magnanimous and waved his hand:
"The weather has been nice recently. Today I want to take my family out of the city for a summer outing and go to Xiliu Temple ten miles outside the city to burn incense and worship Buddha. Ms. Shi, do you want to go and worship together?"
"A summer outing?" The girl in palace attire said: "Oh, you two family members reacted so fiercely just now. You seem to have done something guilty and cowardly, and you are afraid that others will find out."
Ouyang Rong smiled: "Maybe it's because the female history lady is not an easy person to get along with because she has a pretty eyebrow. That's why I misunderstood you. The security in the city has been really uneasy recently."
The girl in palace clothes narrowed her eyes: "You dare to say that."
"It depends on whether the female historian dares to listen."
"Tell me more."
Ouyang Rong said without blinking:
"The morning glow travels thousands of miles without going out. I just took a look and saw that there is a morning glow on the horizon. It seems that it is better not to go out this morning. I will take my family back home. Sir, do you want to go to the humble house to have a sip of tea with me?" "
The girl in palace clothes did not respond to this and said coldly:
"I heard that there are rebels in the city tonight."
"It's true."
Ouyang Rong nodded directly and admitted boldly, making the girl in palace clothes look at him twice.
Ouyang Rong's speaking speed did not change and he continued:
"I just came from the palace. The rebels have already killed two of them. There is still one thief left who fell into the trap of Mr. Wang. However, the prince was frightened and fainted. Miao Zhennv Shi is leading the imperial doctor to treat the prince."
He sounded a little confused:
"However, Ms. Shi, you didn't go to catch the rebels, nor did you go to look after the prince. Instead, you came here and just sat in the carriage. This is not good."
The girl in palace clothes twitched her lips and seemed to be smiling, but Ouyang Rong felt that her smile was also very cold, so it was better not to smile.
"Me? I'm waiting for the rebels."
"Oh? Where are the rebels? How can there be any rebels here?" Ouyang Rong looked around curiously: "Then what are you doing now?"
"It's a coincidence that when Ouyang Changshi arrived, the rebels disappeared again."
Ouyang Rong looked serious: "Hey, it seems that my reputation as the enemy of thieves and the vanguard of evil has spread, and everyone is staying away. I'm sorry for delaying the female historian to catch the thieves and eliminate the traitors."
Ouyang Rong smiled sheepishly and said:
"Otherwise, how about I provide you with a clue to the female historian that may be related to the conspiracy of the rebels, and make up for the wasted waiting of the female historian?"
The girl in palace clothes looked at the calm and relaxed Jiangzhou governor in front of her, and said softly:
"speak."
Ouyang Rong stared at her lacquered eyes and said loudly:
"My Majesty and I have found out from Wang Junzhi in the past two days that the rebel leader Li Zhengyan once brought a painting of Peach Blossom Spring to Sima Yuan Huaimin of this state to ask for two poems by Tao Yuanming, a famous figure in the Eastern Jin Dynasty...
"At that time, Li Zhengyan was passing through Xunyang and had not yet raised the flag to rebel. Yuan Huaimin, without knowing it, provided them with one of the only copies of the Peach Blossom Spring, a family biography of the Yuan family in the Northern Wei Dynasty..."
Ouyang Rongya spoke clearly, and in accordance with what he had promised Yuan Huaimin before, he slightly changed the news, packaged it up, and took the opportunity to inform the close aide of Her Majesty the Queen in front of him, which could also be regarded as informing the Zhou Dynasty court...
At a certain moment while the girl in palace clothes was listening, her eyes suddenly became sharp and she stared straight at Ouyang Rong:
"Is this...serious?"
"I asked Yuan Sima, and it is indeed true."
The girl in palace clothes was silent for a long time, then suddenly stretched out her hand. Before Ouyang Rong could see what color her aura was and how she acted, Ye Weilai and Zhen Shuyuan's restraints were all released.
The two girls collapsed, gasping for air, and collapsed on the back of the chair. However, in the next moment, Ye Weilai, who had escaped from the trap, rushed towards the girl in palace clothes like a leopard who had lost her beloved son, but was instantly stopped by Ouyang Rong and hugged her.
Pressing down his struggling white-haired head, he nodded to the girl in palace clothes and said, "I can see that this news seems to be quite important."
The girl in palace clothes slipped out a hand from the snow-white cuffs embroidered with golden phoenix patterns. The snow sleeve slid down her wrist. She raised an index finger. At this moment, her cold face was quite serious:
"Ouyang Changshi, from now on, we will continue to build the Donglin Giant Buddha. No further delays are allowed. If you delay the important events of His Majesty and the court, you cannot afford the consequences."
Ouyang Rong curiously asked: "Could it be that Li Zhengyan and the Peach Blossom Spring painting are also related to the statues of our four states?"
Hearing this question, the girl in palace clothes looked at him deeply:
"Ouyang Changshi has so many problems."
Ouyang Rong shrugged helplessly: "I'm just curious. You have to know what you are doing, right?"
The girl in palace clothes did not answer, but still frowned, as if she was digesting and thinking about the new news she had just received.
The air in the carriage fell into silence.
The next moment, the girl in palace clothes got up and got out of the car.
Before leaving, she picked up her embroidered shoes, and with a clang, the dagger on the floor flew up and shot towards Ye Weilai.
A wisp of white hair floated in the air inside the carriage like a kite with broken strings... The dagger stood still between the two raised fingers.
Ouyang Rong hugged Ye Weilai to protect him and caught the dagger with one hand. The girl in palace clothes suddenly said to Ye Weilai:
"Your virgin chop is a sword move made by a Yue girl. It comes from the legend of Yue virgin slashing the dragon in the Spring and Autumn Period. Although I only learned a little bit about it... What is your relationship with Yunmeng Jianze? Have you ever met a female monarch? A top-notch Yue girl?"
Ye Weilai's pretty face turned red, her chin was raised high, and her blue eyes were piercing.
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and glanced at the little white-haired head in his arms.
The girl in palace clothes shook her head and got out of the car alone. Before leaving, she dropped two words:
"Rong Zhen."
Ouyang Rong opened the car curtain, and the female official Rongzhen disappeared.
Come and go without a trace.
Ouyang Rong looked thoughtful:
"Rong Zhen...Miaozhen...the eight Caishang female officials of this generation of Si Tianjian, do they all have 'Zhen' in their names? It's interesting."
"What level is this Rong Zhen in there... Could it be that everyone is like this? Over there in Luoyang, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."
Looking back, he found that Zhen Shuyuan and Ye Weilai both looked ashamed and did not dare to look at him.
"It's okay, go back."
Zhen Shuyuan hesitated and said: "Tan Lang, didn't you say that you want to go out? Are we... acting as a dragster?"
"A drag? It's nothing. I won't leave the city. It's a false alarm. Let's go back."
Ouyang Rong returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion with his family.
On the way, Ye Weilai twirled her broken hair with her fingers, her little face was dazed. At a certain moment, she tilted her head and glanced at Tan Lang's side face, and found that his expression was as usual, so he didn't ask any questions...
Ouyang Rong returned home, had some breakfast, closed his eyes and rested. He concentrated all night. In the morning, he had to deal with the unfathomable Rong Zhen, and he was very tired.
In the morning of the same day, the Luoyang delegation arrived at Xunyangdu.
Ouyang Rong and Wang Lengran went to greet him in person.
No poisonous wine was given.
And just as Ouyang Rong guessed, the Luoyang envoys arrived "angry" this time. After getting off the boat, they first had a bad look at Ouyang Rong, Wang Lengran and others, and then prepared to rush straight to Prince Xunyang's palace, as if they wanted to criticize His Majesty. .
However, when they were told about the assassination by rebels and Li Xian's fainting last night, the Luoyang envoys who had just arrived in Xunyang looked surprised, their plans were disrupted, and they hesitated for a while.
At this time, Wang Lengran also brought "insignificant news". The rebel who was arrested last night bit his tongue and committed suicide in fear of crime.
Ouyang Rong looked unsurprised. He went to the state prison and saw the dead body, and he was amazed:
"Master Wang, this method of suicide is quite novel. He bites his tongue and his face is burned."
Wang Lengran snorted coldly:
"I have been interrogated and tortured urgently. I never thought that this thief was stubborn and unyielding. He struggled wildly and accidentally hit his head on the brazier, hurting his face. It was all because of the poor care of the people below that he bit his tongue and committed suicide."
He tried his best to smile, and said respectfully to the Luoyang envoy and the two Caishang female officials: "But during the interrogation, the prisoner has already been recruited. Sir, please read the confession."
After Ouyang Rong finished the inspection, he clapped his hands and stood up:
"The tongue is bitten very neatly. It seems that this unlucky prisoner is just like Master Wang. He has a sharp mouth and sharp teeth."
Wang Lengran looked a little ugly and said unhappily:
"Ouyang Changshi, please tell me if it was the thief who slipped through the net last night and turned around. You and everyone in the palace have met him."
Ouyang Rong glanced at the familiar corpse of Guo Yu. The iconic goatee was completely burned, and his face was so distorted that he didn't know what kind of torture he suffered during his lifetime.
There was no pity in his eyes, he nodded and smiled:
"Master Wang is still very fast."
Wang Lengran pretended not to hear.
The Luoyang envoy looked at each other and Miaozhen and other female officials, and that same day, they reported back to Luoyang that the rebels had attacked King Xunyang at night.
Everyone waited for the court's reaction.
(End of chapter)
