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Chapter 657 Rong Zhen: Cold at first but attentive later, it makes people laugh when thinking about it [asking for monthly votes! ]

"Why didn't you leave?"

"Why are you leaving? I am the left supervisor of the Donglin Buddha. It is not normal for me to stay here."

"Oh, is it so?"

"Isn't it?"

"It's up to you. Just give way."

Outside the bamboo forest, on a small path.

As soon as Rong Zhen walked out of the bamboo forest, he was blocked by Ouyang Rong.

The former spoke with a frown, and the latter answered in a serious tone.

Ouyang Rong made way.

Rong Zhen walked past him with a cold face.

Ouyang Rong glanced at her back and followed her.

The sound of the piano sounded in the bamboo forest for a long time, about half an hour. Ouyang Rong did not go in, but waited for Rong Zhen outside.

Not long after the sound of the piano disappeared, he saw the lady historian walk out of the bamboo forest, still with a look of deep thought on her face.

However, after seeing him, Rong Zhen's face turned cold in an instant.

Ouyang Rong followed Rong Zhen for a while.

The two men were one tall and one short, standing one in front and one behind.

This height difference combination was a bit strange, and the female officials and guards passing by couldn't help but look sideways.

Wait until you are somewhere where there is no one.

"What's that thing you're holding?"

Rong Zhen suddenly asked without turning his head.

"Bamboo shoots! These bamboo shoots are so fresh in the spring."

Ouyang Rong said with a smile, and picked up the bamboo shoots "borrowed" from Dalang and Liulang, and took a look at them with appreciation.

"I know it's a bamboo shoot. I'm asking why you're bothering me with it."

Rongzhen is really an emotional question.

Ouyang Rong corrected him seriously:
"What are you talking about? Ms. Rong, aren't we exchanging business as usual? But I brought this up to give it to Ms. Rong to nourish her. This thing replenishes qi and blood."

"I'm sorry, but I don't like to accept bribes."

"It's not a bribe, it's just a gesture of care from a colleague."

"I don't like social interactions, either. It's troublesome."

"You don't have to repay the favor. It's just a small favor. Please forgive me for this."

"That's fine."

"Okay, where does Ms. Rong live now? In the bamboo forest? I'll carry it over there for you and put it away for you."

The two of them exchanged a few words. Before Ouyang Rong could smile, he heard Rong Zhen's calm voice coming from the front:
"Thank you. There is a ditch ahead. Please help me put the water in there."

Ouyang Rong choked.

After a while, he asked doubtfully:
"Ms. Rong shouldn't live in a ditch."

Rong Zhen was too lazy to answer. He turned around and looked him up and down.

Ouyang Rong stopped immediately, holding the bamboo shoots in his hand, and subconsciously stood at attention.

Rong Zhen looked at him for a while, and an impatient look appeared on his cold face:

"Isn't Governor Ouyang working very hard in Xingzifang, Xunyang City? I thought you were enjoying your stay there and would not want to leave. I will only come and take a look after the Donglin Buddha is repaired."

"Ms. Rong, what are you saying? You are being polite. I have been keeping an eye on the progress of the Xunyang Grottoes. Wang Caozhi and his men report to me every day... I have not let my guard down at all."

"maybe."

Rong Zhen withdrew his gaze, continued to move forward with his sleeves folded, and answered indifferently.

"Um, where does Ms. Rong live? These bamboo shoots..."

"I've already told you to throw it into the ditch if you send it to me."

Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"That won't do. It's a waste of good ingredients. How about this? I'll take it back and make a duck meat and bamboo shoot soup for Ms. Rong. I'll bring it back another day and Ms. Rong can just drink it directly. It saves her the trouble.

"I heard that Ms. Rong lives a simple life in private, and she probably doesn't cook soup or anything like that..."

"Who said it wouldn't happen? Which eye did Governor Ouyang see it with? Remember to go see a doctor as soon as possible."

"Okay. I was wrong. I didn't expect Ms. Rong to be so petty."

Ouyang Rong nodded and asked:

"So, should I take the bamboo shoots back and cook them or should you take them back and cook them?"

"what ever."

Rong Zhen's tone was impatient.

Ouyang Rong suppressed his smile:
"Then come down."

Rong Zhen realized something and turned back suddenly, staring at his face, not missing any subtle expression.

How come I agreed to it after talking to him? I feel like I fell into some kind of rhetoric trap.

Under the death gaze, Ouyang Rong looked strange:
"Why are you looking at my face, Ms. Rong? Is there something on it?"

He said and touched his face.

Rong Zhen turned her head away angrily and strode forward. The hem of her light purple palace skirt fluttered a little with her hurried steps.

It seems like he wants to get rid of a shameless colleague.

Unfortunately, I met a man who would not give in.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Rong Zhen asked coldly.

"What we just discussed this morning."

"Oh, I voted against the second item, which caused you to tie the votes and failed to replace Li Congshan. Are you uncomfortable?"

"Not really. I can understand Ms. Rong."

"Really? I thought you were here to teach me how to do things."

The cold girl in palace dress in front of her raised her chin unconsciously.

"How dare I? Didn't Ms. Rong abstain from voting on the first resolution? She was already very considerate.

"I understand what Ms. Rong is thinking. The Xuanwu Guard was originally requested by Ms. Rong. One of the two Xuanwu Battalions has been transferred to the southwest front, and now there are only a thousand people left. If the Xuanwu Guard soldiers are transferred to Hukou County to suppress the bandits, and another 300 people are transferred to Xunyang Palace to replace them, there will really not be many Xuanwu Guard soldiers left, which will affect Ms. Rong's deployment of defense in Xunyang Grottoes."

Rong Zhen was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered:
"Oh, you like to guess what I am thinking so much? What if I have some selfish motives?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"I am Miss Xinrong."

"Is that what you usually say to your junior sisters? You always praise people in a different way."

Ouyang Rong was helpless:
"They are not the same thing, how can you compare them? Ms. Rong is joking."

At this point, without waiting for Rong Zhen to answer, he seemed to remember something and asked:
"By the way, Ms. Rong didn't seem to mention the third topic of this morning meeting, which is about the defense of Xunyang Grottoes. She also didn't say what the purpose of having General Wei Mi and a thousand Black Tortoise Guards staying in Xunyang Grottoes is."

Rong Zhen looked stern and was silent for a while before saying:
"Didn't we agree before that you would be in charge of the construction of the Donglin Buddha? You don't have to worry about other things. I will definitely protect the Donglin Buddha and you... I and the Supervisory Council will take care of the defense of you statue-building officials."

"That being said, the rebels in Tiannan Jianghu are causing more and more trouble. I can see that Ms. Rong is a little nervous, and I want to do my part."

Rong Zhen pursed her lips and didn't answer.

Ouyang Rong asked again tentatively:
"How about this, I will recall Wang Caozhi and come here often recently. It is the last stage of the statue making and it is almost finished. I will watch it myself. If Ms. Rong has any instructions or suddenly thinks of something, she can come to me directly. It will be much more convenient."

Rong Zhen just paused but still didn't answer.

The two walked forward for a while.

Ouyang Rong asked:

"Then, when Commander Yi first arrived at Shuangfeng Peak last time, he had a private chat with Ms. Rong and Nanny Song. Was it also about the deployment of defenses?"

Rong Zhen hesitated and nodded.

Ouyang Rong suddenly felt that the bamboo shoots in his hands were worth it.

Strike while the iron is hot and ask:
"Oh, by the way, I remember Ms. Rong said last time that she wanted to introduce an old senior to me, saying that she has the same interest in playing the zither. I wonder if the old senior is still here, why did she disappear later?"

"You're gone."

Rong Zhen blurted out, regretted it right after he said it, and changed his words:

"Is it okay if I accidentally forgot? Okay, Ouyang Lianghan, you are also petty. It turns out that you have always remembered it. Do you think that I owe you something?"

"Not really, I'm just asking out of curiosity." Ouyang Rong shook his head.

"Ah."

"Okay, if it's inconvenient, forget it."

Ouyang Rong took the initiative to offer the way.

Rong Zhen pursed his lips.

After a moment, she said:

"It's not inconvenient, but you need to know some music theory, preferably pipa music, so that you can have a common language. Otherwise, it's useless to introduce it to you."

Ouyang Rong nodded thoughtfully and suddenly asked:
"Is this old man the master of the piano music in the bamboo forest just now? Does he live in this bamboo forest too? I saw Ms. Rong went in in a hurry just now."

Rong Zhen looked at his curious baby-like expression. "Yes, that's right."

Finally, he responded.

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows slightly.

On that day, the piano music at the Xingzi Lake construction site was very strange.

Afterwards, he reviewed the situation and realized clearly that the sound of the piano could display the spiritual energy cultivation light pillars of enemy cultivators within the range, which was similar to spreading out the field of vision, making it impossible for hidden enemy cultivators to hide... When the sound of the piano rang that day, it really caught everyone off guard.

The senior who could play this special piano music was definitely not simple. It could be regarded as one of the trump cards that Rong Zhen and Deputy Supervisor Song were preparing in Xunyang Grottoes.

It should also be a part of the defense of Xunyang Grottoes this time.

The back of the little old man carrying a hoe whom he had just met in the bamboo forest flashed through Ouyang Rong's mind again.

Nodding gently:

"Ms. Rong's words make sense."

Rong Zhen looked at him and asked:

"Did you understand the piano music just now?"

Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and said with a smile:
"Know a little bit."

Rong Zhen frowned slightly:

"That's right. I often see you carrying a violin case to visit Yuan Huaimin and his friends in private. I guess you are a pretty good violinist..."

Ouyang Rong said embarrassedly: "Can't it be that poor students have more stationery?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's okay, you continue."

Rong Zhen looked at him with some displeasure.

"Can you please stop interrupting? When I'm talking, do you listen carefully?"

"Okay, you say."

Ouyang Rong was not annoyed either.

Because it's too familiar.

Rong Zhen hesitated for a moment, and seeing that there was no one around, she lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, saying:

"I was busy going in just now and didn't say hello to you. It's not that I was ignoring you on purpose. I was going to... learn the art of playing the piano."

"Learning the art of playing the musical instrument?" Ouyang Rong asked in surprise.

"Ah."

Rong Zhen hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"Old Senior is willing to teach me a piece of music, but it also depends on my understanding."

"Comprehension?"

"Well, the old senior said that this piece of music is very difficult. If you don't have talent, then you don't have talent. He hasn't met someone with that kind of talent for a long time, otherwise he would have stayed to complete the task, and he wouldn't have been pulled here at such an old age...

"The old senior said that he had seen a talented musician in the Luoyang Shangyang Palace, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to teach him...

"Now, it all depends on my understanding. The senior also said that he hopes I can understand more and learn it sooner... There is really not much time left, so I have to study hard.

"I will try to understand the sound of this zither before I meet that rapist again, and take revenge..."

Ouyang Rong subconsciously asked: "Pervert?"

"That's the owner of the Butterfly Love Flower."

Rong Zhen's every word.

Because she was standing in front and speaking with her head down, Ouyang Rong couldn't see her specific expression.

But his scalp felt numb.

My goodness, Madam Historian is planning a killing move. Is this how she treats her close comrades?

"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking?"

After a moment of silence, Rong Zhen frowned and asked.

"fine."

Ouyang Rong looked up at the sky, and with his free hand, he shook out a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads from his sleeve. These were the same beads that Deputy Supervisor Song had given to Lin Cheng to save his life.

By the way, if it could really be spared from death and Mianrong could really take revenge at once, it would be great, pardoning the sin of the owner of the Butterfly Love Flower and writing off the blame... Unfortunately, it can't be spared.

He twirled the Buddhist beads with his fingers nimbly, hiding his fluctuating emotions, and in coordination with the murderous lady, he lowered his voice and asked:

"Hmm, so what is the killer move of this piano music, old senior?"

Rong Zhen glanced at him and didn't say anything immediately.

Ouyang Rong looked normal.

"Well, is it the piano music that sounded in Xingzifang last time? I heard that it can find the location of the hidden Qi Refining Pillar, or... is it its enhanced effect, a secret skill that the old senior has kept privately?"

While observing Rong Zhen's expression, he changed the topic and asked.

Rong Zhen is ambiguous:

"You know a lot, and your mind works very quickly... I guess it's almost like a unique skill."

She turned and sighed softly.

"Unfortunately, I don't have a strong understanding of the art of zither music, and I have been learning it a bit haltingly these past few days. Fortunately, the old senior is patient. Although I am not afraid that he will leave impatiently, I am afraid that time will run out..."

Ouyang Rong saw a hint of sadness between Rong Zhen's brows.

In the past, this lady historian always had a stern face and was emotionless.

But now she privately reveals some little complaints of a little girl.

Rong Zhen took a deep breath and said:
"Also, the old senior said that he also pays attention to inspiration and occasion when teaching music, and there is no fixed time. He will play a song occasionally. I hope I don’t go too far, otherwise I will miss it and can only wait for the next luck... So I just hurried over..."

Ouyang Rong came to his senses: "No wonder Ms. Rong also asked the prince to move to Xunyang Grottoes for this morning meeting. It turns out that he can't leave."

Rong Zhen shifted his gaze to the headless Buddha not far away, muttering to himself:
"I didn't gain much this time. How could it be so difficult? My aptitude is obviously not low. What kind of talent does this require?"

"It's okay, take your time."

Ouyang Rong comforted her in a gentle voice, and after a moment, he said softly:
"Last time, Ms. Rong asked me to look for the peach blossom forest. I have found it. I know where it is. I have sent someone to confirm it on the spot. I will give you a reply in the next two days. If it is confirmed to be a peach blossom forest, I will inform Ms. Rong as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Rong Zhen nodded immediately.

His originally cold expression softened a little.

After a while, she asked again:

"Where is the peach forest? Is it far from Xunyang City? It's useless if it's too far."

"It's in Kuanglu Mountain, not far away. It's fate. Last time, Junior Sister and the Little Princess of the Royal Palace went to Kuanglu Mountain to look for the ancient temple, they happened to see a peach forest somewhere and asked the monks where it was."

Rong Zhen nodded slowly.

Ouyang Rong was curious:
"But I have a question. Why is Ms. Rong looking for the peach blossom forest when she is fine?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?"

Rong Zhen seemed to find him annoying:

"Just do it."

"it is good."

The two walked quietly for a while.

Rong Zhen suddenly stopped and said:

"You bring a bowl of soup every day."

"Ah?" Ouyang Rong didn't react: "What soup?"

Rong Zhen walked forward quickly and said:
"Secondly, it's not impossible to meet with the old senior. Maybe there's something I don't understand, and I can ask you and pool our wisdom, although it's probably useless...

"Finally, you are not allowed to disobey me, you are not allowed to make decisions, you are not allowed to look at anything inappropriate, you are not allowed to listen to anything inappropriate, do you understand?"

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment.

He realized that the lady historian was talking about him staying to participate in the deployment of defenses.

"okay."

Ouyang Rong suddenly smiled brightly.

At this time, the two of them walked into the cave.

I saw Princess Anhui's carriage waiting in front.

Rong Zhen stepped forward to say hello.

Ouyang Rong glanced over there, but didn't join in the fun, and turned away...

When Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen approached Princess Anhui's carriage, a square-faced man with a white cloth on his head turned his head calmly, looking at Rong Zhen and then at Ouyang Rong.

Finally, he watched Ouyang Rong's back as he walked away.

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(PS: Asking for a monthly ticket~or2)

(End of this chapter)