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Chapter 652: The Unlucky Star Kills the Husband [Please give me a monthly ticket at the end of the month! ]

"Where are Ms. Rong and Nanny Song? Did Army Officer Chen see them? Don't worry, you can speak slowly and make things clear."

Ouyang Rong rushed out of the Jiangzhou lobby, got on the carriage, turned around and asked Yan Liulang who was following closely behind.

"I don't know. The person sent by Assistant General Chen urgently only said that a commander named Yi led a team of White Tiger Guard cavalry into the city. I would like to ask the governor if these warriors are inappropriate. Should there be any restrictions on their sudden entry into Xunyang City without a written warrant from the Jiangzhou Hall..."

Yan Liulang's face was visibly anxious as he asked:

"But now that they have gone in, there is nothing we can do this time. General Chen and the city guards failed to stop them. That woman named Yi Qianqiu was too arrogant. The person General Chen sent to follow came back to report that she led people straight to Xingzifang and Xingzi Lake!

"Before I came here to report the news, I had already sent someone to inform Pei Shisan Niang in advance and asked her to move Miss Xiu Niang away."

He lowered his voice for the last few words.

"Very good, Mukuro responded well."

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and said calmly:

"Well, go gather all the constables that can be mobilized in the Jiangzhou Hall and take them to Xingzifang. Say...say that you are arresting a rebel and search for the rebel's Yunmeng Order. When you get to Xingzi Lake, act according to the circumstances and find an excuse to delay Yi Qianqiu and the others...

"Also, send someone to tell Army Officer Chen to seal the city gates immediately and temporarily stop any large troops from entering the city..."

Ouyang Rong spoke clearly and gave orders one by one.

"Yes, Mingfu."

As if he had found his backbone, Yan Liulang wiped his face vigorously, jumped off the carriage immediately, hurried back to the lobby, and went to call for help.

Ouyang Rong suddenly turned around and instructed the still confused Ali:

"Let's go to the Xingzi Lake Embroidery Courtyard, now, quickly."

"Oh, yes, sir."

Ali was feeding the horses when he didn't expect the young master and Yan Liulang to arrive suddenly. Although his young master looked relatively calm, the anxious and urgent tone of Captain Yan, as if he was facing a great enemy, made Ali realize that something important had happened unexpectedly, which was probably beyond the plans of the young master and Captain Yan.

Then connecting it to the words "Xingzi Lake", "Embroiderer's Yard" and so on... Ali quickly moved the fodder away, made preparations, spurred his horse and drove towards Xingzifang.

Inside the carriage.

Ouyang Rong was sitting upright with his eyes closed.

Entering the Pagoda of Merit, the first thing he looked at was the Blessing Bell.

Not a single movement, nothing is moving.

There is no blessing trigger.

Before his consciousness left the Merit Tower, Ouyang Rong quickly glanced at the cyan and gold characters above the small wooden fish.

【Merit: 5,599】

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes.

The carriage under him was galloping non-stop towards the quiet courtyard.

He couldn't rest either, so he immediately bent down to touch the empty space under the seat.

A Mohist sword case disguised as a musical instrument case.

Mirage Mask.

An authentic copy of "Peach Blossom Spring" for backup.

A small square seal with the word "Honglian" engraved on it.

Having touched this, Ouyang Rong stuffed the small seal back.

Only the first three were taken.

The bronze mask and the original copy of "Peach Blossom Spring" were stuffed into the left and right sleeves respectively.

He picked up the violin case, lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he was silently sensing something.

"Fifteen breaths is the safest."

He muttered something to himself, something incomprehensible.

After a while, Ouyang Rong took out a bronze dagger wrapped in white cloth from his arms.

The curtains of the carriage were closed, and the bronze ware emitted a faint green luster in the dim environment.

The dim light fell on the young man's calm face.

He pursed his lips.

This Yunmeng Order was dropped by Yi Qianqiu together with two enemy leaders on the official road outside Xunyang Grottoes not long ago.

According to her, it was these two pirates who had their heads chopped off who left them behind.

Yi Qianqiu then left Ouyang Rong aside and took Ms. Rong and Nanny Song for a private chat.

In addition, Yi Qianqiu suddenly led people into the city without any warning without notifying the Jiangzhou Hall, and headed straight for Xingzi Lake...

Ouyang Rong suspected that the two pirates left some confession before their death, which was related to Yunmeng Ling or Yunmeng Yue Girl.

In addition, the timing of the appearance of this group of Hukou County pirates, who had been confirmed by the White Tiger Guards as rebels from the Tiannan Jianghu, was very strange...

Could it be that they are here to pick up and rescue the Yue women hiding in Xunyang City?
The bronze dagger was stained with the blood of pirates, emitting a disgusting bloody smell. Ouyang Rong wrapped it in a white cloth and put it away. He rubbed his face and hugged the violin case tighter in his arms.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but after Rong Zhen introduced him, this female general of the White Tiger Guard named Yi Qianqiu seemed to be vaguely repulsed and indifferent to him.

Later, when they talked to Ms. Larong and Nanny Song, they ignored him as an outsider and even mocked him in public as a "civil servant scholar."

This is not the way a normal person thinks. Even for a smart warrior, it is difficult for his emotional intelligence to be so low that he would offend someone the first time he meets them.

It is true that Ouyang Rong was a civil servant scholar, but he was also one of the few scholars in the Xiuwen Academy in this dynasty. He also served as the acting governor of Jiangzhou. He was a civil servant scholar who was relied upon by the saint of Luoyang and was in charge of the Donglin Buddha!

Even Nanny Song, the deputy director of the Imperial Observatory, had to soften her tone and ask him to accept the order.

Yi Qianqiu was ordered to rush to Jiangzhou with the White Tiger Guards, so it was impossible that she didn't know his name. Then there were only two possibilities. First, she was a person of true temperament, with a clear distinction between love and hate. Ouyang Rong had offended her in some matters, and she had a bad impression of him. Second, she did it on purpose, and deliberately revealed it for certain people to see.

The second one is the most intriguing. The first one might be related to that group of pirates, but there is one thing that Ouyang Rong cannot figure out:
If the pirates who were paid the Yunmeng Order told Yi Qianqiu that there was a Yue girl hiding near Xingzi Lake in Xingzifang.

Then how did Yi Qianqiu know that Ouyang Lianghan was sheltering the Yue girl?

Could it be possible that the news was so well-informed?
Or did someone from the Wei family inform her? Did she have any connection with the Wei family?
While Ouyang Rong was silent and thinking, Ali's voice came from outside:
"Sir, it's here."

"Ah."

Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and got out of the car with his zither.

Look around.

Everything around the quiet courtyard was the same as usual. The lake breeze blew gently, and the pear trees with canopies in the yard rustled.

But there was no sign of Pei Shisan Niang and the others.

Ouyang Rong remained calm, continued to carry the zither and walked into the quiet courtyard.

"Brother Ouyang, why did you come so early today? It's not even time for dinner yet."

In the yard, Fang Shengnan, who was practicing sword dancing, sheathed her sword and asked curiously.

Ouyang Rong looked around the empty yard and asked indifferently:
"Where's the embroiderer?"

"No, she went out." Fang Shengnan panted slightly. She walked over, picked up the water scoop, raised her head and took a big sip of water, and said carelessly: "That Mrs. Pei took her to buy things in the morning, came back at noon, and went out with Mrs. Pei after dinner. She said there was a Dharma meeting at Chengtian Temple, and she went to worship Buddha, and she hasn't come back yet... Brother Ouyang, do you want some water? Hey, where are you going?"

Fang Shengnan saw Ouyang Rong was already carrying the zither out the door, but before he left, he stopped and asked again without turning his head:
"Did any stranger come to our yard just now?"

"Uh, not really." Fang Shengnan shook her head.

"Where is your sister?" Ouyang Rong suddenly asked.

"I don't know. When I woke up from my nap, she was gone. She must have gone out." Fang Shengnan didn't know anything and complained, "My sister went out to explore without me..."

Ouyang Rong had not finished listening and had already gone out, leaving the quiet courtyard. He did not get on Ali's carriage, but rushed to Chengtian Temple with all his strength.

When we arrived at Chengtian Temple, there was indeed a ritual meeting going on, with people coming and going bustling about. However, outside the gate, there was a group of White Tiger Guards waiting, waiting like statues. Many pilgrims and monks took a detour.

Ouyang Rong hid in the dark and quickly glanced at the door, but did not see Yi Qianqiu.

Ouyang Rong bypassed the group of soldiers, climbed over the wall into Chengtian Temple, and searched for the embroiderer.

I went to the familiar fortune-telling hall first. No one was there.

Ouyang Rong remembered something and rushed to the Zen Master's Temple without caring about being angry.

Sure enough, Pei Shisanniang was seen at the gate of a Zen temple.

"Where's the embroiderer?"

"Young Master?" Pei Shisan Niang was surprised: "Xiuniang is inside. She wants to worship Buddha in the afternoon. I am here with her."

Ouyang Rong didn't finish listening and rushed into the room. At this time, Zhao Qingxiu had already walked out of the Zen room. She seemed to have heard his call and came to greet him.

"Ah ah." Zhao Qingxiu said weakly.

"Are you OK."

Ouyang Rong grabbed her hand and looked around, but there was no sign of Yi Qianqiu.

There was a middle-aged Zen master sitting in the Zen temple, looking at him with his head tilted.

Ouyang Rong ignored this person and when he didn't find Fang Juxiu, he withdrew his gaze.

"Yeah."

Zhao Qingxiu blindfolded herself with a ribbon and shook her head gently. As usual, she groped Ouyang Rong's body with her hands, with a happy look on her face. She was about to write on his chest, but touched a hard object. She curiously touched the strange violin case in his arms.

Ouyang Rong moved away at the right time, holding the musical instrument case in one hand and leading the embroiderer with the other hand, and walked out of the yard, leaving the middle-aged Zen master behind.

He asked Pei Shisanniang seriously:
"Shisan Niang, did you receive Liu Lang's message?"

The latter was stunned: "What news?"

It seems that the letter has not been received yet and is still on the way. The person who delivered the letter was not as fast as him and failed to find Pei Shisan Niang.

Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but then his brows furrowed and he looked around.

Isn't he here for the embroiderer? Then why is Yi Qianqiu running here?

"Go back first, Shisan Niang, and take Xiu Niang to your home first."

He pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"Yes, sir." Pei Shisan Niang nodded hurriedly.

The embroiderer was sent back to Pei Shisan Niang's humble carriage.

"Go through the back door of the temple." Ouyang Rong got in the car and prepared to leave quickly. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something and turned around to tell the coachman, "Stop at the square in front."

After a while, the carriage stopped quite far away from Yuan Huaimin's courtyard and Ouyang Rong got off.

The shaft of the carriage stopped and waited.

Ouyang Rong frowned and hurried to Yuan Huaimin's yard.

As soon as he approached, he saw that the gate of Yuan Huaimin's yard was open. Li Yu was hiding at the door with a panicked look on his face, looking inside timidly.

"What's going on in there? Why are you standing outside?"

Ouyang Rong asked.

He approached silently. When Li Yu heard the voice, Ouyang Rong was already standing behind him. Li Yu was startled:

"Master Ouyang, you..."

Before Li Yu could finish speaking, Ouyang Rong heard the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling coming from the yard.

"Ah! I was wrong, Qiu Niang, spare me, stop hitting me, stop hitting me... Don't touch these branches and sticks, don't step on them, they are not mine, they are really not mine! They belong to Brother Li Yu, those calligraphy and paintings are mine, please don't step on them, I beg you! It's over, it's over, I really can't afford to pay for it..."

Yuan Huaimin was wailing and begging for mercy.

Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned.

Walk to the door and look outside.

The yard was in a mess. Yi Qianqiu was holding a horsewhip. She grabbed Yuan Huaimin by the back of his collar, dragged him to the open space in the middle of the yard, and threw him away. She had a fierce face, raised the whip, and while whipping him hard, she smashed the treasured pieces of calligraphy and painting in Yuan Huaimin's house. At the same time, there were many broken straight branches lying at her feet. Yi Qianqiu's chest was heaving violently.

"Yuan Huaimin, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are still such a good-for-nothing! Are you worthy of the name of the Jingzhao Yuan family?"

Her face was full of anger and her voice was icy cold.

This scene made Ouyang Rong completely confused.

He looked carefully and saw that Yi Qianqiu had taken off the silver tiger mask. He saw that the woman had a rather ordinary appearance, a face that represented peace and prosperity, but her eyebrows were very thick and she looked very heroic, which was quite unforgettable.

She had a masculine appearance and a female body. Judging from her eyebrows and wrinkles around her eyes, she was about thirty years old, about the same age as Yuan Huaimin.

However, this woman's face is square. According to Li Guoer, who loves to read the "Book of Changes" and has a little knowledge of physiognomy, she has a tiger face and will definitely be affected by an unlucky star.

Ouyang Rong stepped into the courtyard. Yi Qianqiu turned her head and cast her gaze over. Before she could see who he was, she spoke impatiently:
"I told you bald asses to get out of here. Are you deaf? Or should I use a stick to beat you guys to a pulp?"

However, after seeing the appearance of the person who came, she slowly stopped talking and tilted her head to look at the young man holding the zither.

After a while, her eyes gradually moved down and fell on the long violin case in his arms.

"Liang Han! Liang Han, please leave quickly and don't come in. She is still angry. I...I will handle it..."

"Deal with it? Haha."

"what--!"

Yi Qianqiu sneered and pulled out a whip. Yuan Huaimin raised his head, covered his buttocks fiercely, and absorbed all the cool air in the yard.

She held both ends of the whip in her hands and pulled it straight again and again. Seeing Yuan Huaimin calm down, she turned her head and asked calmly:

"Governor Ouyang? Why are you here to see this useless guy? Oh, you are here to drink and brag with him, right? As the saying goes, "A red bird is red when it is near a red bird, and a black bird is black when it is near a black bird." Wherever he goes, he has many bad friends."

"Commander Yi, have you finished smoking? I have something to ask Brother Huaimin."

Ouyang Rong asked softly, without waiting for Yi Qianqiu to speak, he walked into the yard with a calm expression, just standing in front of the fallen Yuan Huaimin.

The latter subconsciously got up and huddled behind Ouyang Rong, as if he had grabbed the last straw, while still advising:

"Brother Lianghan, please don't come in. Please be loyal..."

With outsiders present, Yi Qianqiu temporarily stopped whipping and squinted his eyes to look at the young governor who dared to come in to guarantee the person.

Ouyang Rong took out a copy of "Peach Blossom Spring" from his sleeve and handed it to Yuan Huaimin, who was still in shock.

The latter looked down and was also stunned.

"I am here to return Tao Qian's original work. Brother Huaimin lent it to me for a look, but I almost forgot to return it. I am here to ask Brother Huaimin for advice on the art of playing the zither."

Yi Qianqiu's gaze moved away from the piano case and fell on the scroll of "Peach Blossom Spring". His brows gradually frowned, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Ouyang Rong turned around and glanced at Yuan Huaimin, who took the original copy of "Peach Blossom Spring" with a displeased look.

He suddenly understood why Yuan Huaimin had asked for leave today.

If I hadn't asked for leave, I might have been caught by this woman and beaten in public when I went to pick someone up in the afternoon. That would have been extremely embarrassing. Now it's okay, I'm just making a fool of myself in the yard at home.

However, Ouyang Rong remembered that Yuan Huaimin seemed to be a widower, unmarried, and without even a concubine.

"Don't you want to introduce me?"

Ouyang Rong turned around, with a smile on his face, and asked Yuan Huaimin.

"She...she is..."

"Ah."

Yuan Huaimin was about to speak when Yi Qianqiu suddenly sneered, and with a crisp "snap" sound, he whipped someone nearby, as if testing his hand.

Yuan Huaimin immediately shut up, lowered his head and thought, not daring to look at her.

Facing Ouyang Rong's gaze, he hung his head, as if he was too embarrassed to face anyone.

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(PS: It’s the end of the month, I’m begging for a monthly ticket, it’s about to expire! or2)

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