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Chapter 662 Xie Lingjiang: You don’t want to do this too, do you? [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

"Okay, I told you not to keep a bad woman outside, but you rejected it! This fairy will tell Xie girl right now."

From inside the tightly closed closet, Miao Si's knocking and mumbling could be heard.

Ouyang Rong said seriously: "I am saying that the idea of ​​raising other little black spirits is rejected."

He turned and left the closet. Miaosi opened the door and poked her head out with a suspicious look on her face:
"From the tone of your voice, I feel like rejecting everything."

Ouyang Rong didn't even turn his head and said bluntly:

“I think you’re feeling guilty today, and you’re afraid that I’ll raise other little ink spirits outside that will produce spiritual ink, so I won’t need you anymore.

"Otherwise, with your personality, you are lazy and passive, like a buffalo that plows the land only when whipped. You are reluctant to tell me the detailed process of producing spiritual ink. Isn't it because you are afraid that I will understand the principle and there will be no room for lazy explanation.

"So, even if Junior Sister fed you the precious spiritual ink, you would probably delay until the very end before handing over the spiritual ink. Why? Are you scared today? Are you really afraid that I have a little ink spirit out there who will compete with you for the job? Until just now when I handed over the spiritual ink, you were still trying to trick me and test me. From this perspective, the Fairy Lady is not stupid."

Miao Si's expression changed, and she spoke with her hands on her hips in a slightly weaker tone:

"What a mess... You think you understand me, but in fact you don't understand me at all, humph."

Behind the closet door, she retorted, her eyes rolling:

"The most self-righteous, bar none."

Ouyang Rong smiled and said nothing.

Miao Si suddenly asked:
"So do you have any ink spirits out there?"

"you guess."

"I guess, he definitely did."

"Then I'll raise him."

"What do you mean by raising it? I guess it means not raising it."

"guessed wrong."

"..."

Miao Si was skeptical and began to mutter, becoming more and more suspicious:
"You've been bringing us things from outside lately, including cakes. You're so generous, and it's obvious that you're happy about something. I haven't heard any good news from the Jiangzhou government or the Xunyang Grottoes. It's not like you're getting promoted or getting rich. Apart from women, I can't think of anything else that could make you show your emotions like this."

Ouyang Rong sighed: "You understand me so well, it seems I really can't keep you here."

Miao Si said with a straight face: "Sometimes I really want to bite you."

Ouyang Rong ignored him and returned to his desk.

Today is a double harvest, with two good news in a row.

First, he unexpectedly received a new blessing, and secondly, new spiritual ink arrived, so he could make another red and black talisman as a backup.

He made the red and black talisman in front of him into talisman water, mixed it with the original copy of Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Fields", and swallowed it together, just like Li Dalang swallowed the talisman left by Yuan Lao Tianshi, just in case.

Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and cast his gaze on the talisman-making materials on the table.

He had torn off three pages from the back of the withered booklet containing the Shangqing secret skill "Zhen Gao". After Xiao Mo's careful consideration and suggestion, he determined that this was the best talisman paper.

I have used two of the two red and black talismans, and am now using the third one.

Ouyang Rong picked up the yellowed booklet, weighed it, and found that there was still a stack left, so he wouldn't have to worry about using it up for the time being.

The main reason is that the spiritual ink produced by Mo Jing is too rare, which limits the number of red and black talismans.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the blood-red ink in the golden bowl that was about to reach the bottom.

He reached out and took it, then continued to draw the talisman.

About half an hour later.

Ouyang Rong leaned back and let out a long breath.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he looked at his palm.

A brand new talisman with red characters on a black background was lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

Carefully blowing the ink dry, Ouyang Rong put away the red and black talisman, tidied himself up, and left the study.

Before leaving, he looked back at the desk where the talismans were made.

Ouyang Rong suddenly remembered the evaluation made by Senior Yu during the day.

Spirituality, understanding.

Thinking carefully, he had learned a lot in this world since coming there for so long. For example, he learned talisman making by himself through self-study and mastered it very quickly.

He seems to be able to adapt very quickly to things in many unfamiliar areas, which fits the evaluation of being spiritual and highly perceptive.

Ouyang Rong didn't think much of it before, mainly because he just kept moving forward without stopping. The other people around him, such as his junior sister, Yan Liulang, Li Xian and others, regarded him as their backbone and almost omnipotent, so they took his ability for granted.

Now, I am suddenly receiving comments from an old senior who is a stranger watching from the sidelines. If I think about it carefully, it is quite objective.

While Ouyang Rong was lost in thought, he returned to the master bedroom.

Ye Weilai was sorting clothes by the bed.

Now with her help, Ouyang Rong no longer had to hide the clothes he brought back from the quiet courtyard. Even Ye Weilai could help him deal with them and cover them up. When he went out, Ye Weilai would considerately give him two sets of clothes to prevent him from borrowing Yuan Huaimin's clothes again.

Ye Weilai stood up to greet him.

As soon as Ouyang Rong sat down, he heard some good news:

"Tan Lang, the cake you brought back last night, it seems that Madam Zhen secretly tasted a piece this afternoon."

Ouyang Rong said with a smile: "Why do you do it secretly? Can't we eat openly?"

Ye Weilai smiled and pursed her lips.

"Tan Lang, you know that the Madam loves face the most, but she should also be curious about who this woman is that Tan Lang took so much trouble to bring home."

She tilted her head and said, "If Aunt Zhen knew that it was the former child bride, I wonder what she would think?"

Ouyang Rong did not respond, but asked softly:

"After tasting the cakes, haven't you guessed it yet, Auntie? I used to work as a cook in Longcheng Meiluyuan for a while. I remember that she also made cakes at that time."

Ye Weilai shook her head:

"Madam Zhen doesn't like sweet food very much. Maybe she believed what I explained to her in public before and thinks that all sweet-scented osmanthus cakes taste the same."

Ouyang Rong remained silent and touched the head of the white-haired girl who assisted.

Ye Weilai tilted her head, placed her warm cheek in Ouyang Rong's palm, and opened her lips:
"Tan Lang is very smart. His idea and method are correct. We must not wait until the birthday ceremony to let Madam Zhen and Miss Xie know about the existence of the embroiderer. It would be best if both parties knew about each other's existence before the birthday ceremony and tacitly agreed...

"As for taking him home on the birthday, it is a symbolic ceremony, for other outsiders to see, to give him a legitimate status..."

"Ah."

Ouyang Rong pinched her cheek and said:
"Go to bed early. Don't read books or write tonight. Get some rest."

"it is good……"

Hearing the words "turning pages and writing", Ye Weilai didn't know what she was thinking of. Her little face turned red and she ran to get clean clothes for Ouyang Rong.

The two ponytails tied into two buns at the back of her head bounced up and down, making people want to grab them.

……

Early the next morning.

Ouyang Rong left Huaiye Lane and did not immediately go to Xunyang Grottoes to meet up with the lady historian.

He first went to Xunyang Palace and brought a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes made by the embroiderer.

After arriving at the palace, Ouyang Rong went straight to the boudoirs of Xie Lingjiang and Li Guoer.

He did not go to see Li Xian and his wife and Li Dalang, otherwise they would have been eager to keep him for dinner, and it would have been difficult for him to get away.

Moreover, the two sides were already very familiar with each other, and Ouyang Rong did not need to meet with Prince Xunyang when he arrived at the palace like other officials in Jiangzhou.

Ouyang Rong was going to confirm the location of the peach forest in Kuang Lu Mountain.

The journey was smooth.

The two girls' boudoirs are next to each other.

As soon as he arrived, Ouyang Rong found that there was no one in his junior sister's yard, but Li Guo'er's yard next door was bustling.

The voices of Li Xian and his wife, Li Guoer and Li Dalang could be faintly heard from the top of the wall.

At the door of Li Guo'er's boudoir, many maids gathered around, watching the show cautiously. Among them were several maids from the junior sister's courtyard who were familiar to her.

The women gathered around and didn't notice Ouyang Rong approaching.

Ouyang Rong walked forward curiously and stood on tiptoe at the door to take a look.

As expected, Li Dalang was chased by Li Xian with a broom. Wei Mei stood in front to protect Li Dalang, while Li Guoer sat aside, holding a cat in her arms, stroking it gently with her slender hands, and eating a handful of melon seeds with a smile on her face.

On Li Guer's skirt, there was a pair of blue eyes reflecting the scene of Li Dalang running around the yard, and the eyes followed his figure curiously.

Maybe he was wondering why humans had taken over his parkour venue today.

Ouyang Rong didn't look at Li Xian beating his son.

He moved his eyes and found the figure of his junior sister next to Li Guoer who was eating melon seeds.

The morning light was bright today. Xie Lingjiang should have finished showering and washed her hair. She did not tie her hair up immediately, but was wiping her wet hair with a white towel, with her head tilted in a cute way.

A head of soft, shiny black hair cascaded over her shoulders and fell down from her swan-like neck, but it could not cover her plump chest.

The soft long hair was still damp, bathing in the golden morning light in the yard, reflecting a slightly shiny luster like black silk.

Washing hair is very troublesome in this era. After washing, it needs to be dried naturally.

While wiping his hair, Xie Lingjiang frowned as he watched the prince being chased and beaten by the prince.

She didn't take the melon seeds that Li Guoer handed to her.

Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the door out of the corner of his eye.

Xie Lingjiang's eyes were as bright as stars.

Behind the crowd at the door, Ouyang Rong put his index finger to his mouth and gestured to her.

Xie Lingjiang understood immediately, and without even telling her best friend next to her, she quietly left the scene.

At the door, the brother and sister met up and returned to the boudoir next door.

Forget about the commotion caused by Prince Xunyang's family.

The two of them chose a sunny spot in the yard and sat down.

"When did the eldest brother come?"

"Just arrived a while ago."

Ouyang Rong smiled, put down the box of pastries, walked over to take the towel from Xie Lingjiang's hand, came behind her, helped her wipe her wet hair, his face focused.

Xie Lingjiang cast her eyes towards the food box on the table. After waiting for a while, Ouyang Rong did not speak, so she asked curiously:

"Big Brother, aren't you worried about Dalang next door?"

"What is there to ask? It is natural for a father to beat his child. Even the most holy teacher can't stop him. Besides, judging from the way the princess and the little princess are, it's not a serious matter."

"Big Brother is really smart." Xie Lingjiang nodded: "It's really not a big deal, it's just that Dalang doesn't want to take a concubine."

"Concubinage?"

"Well, Uncle Li arranged a concubine for Dalang, a young lady from the side room of the Jingzhao Wei family. This marriage was mentioned by Uncle Li in his previous letter to the father-in-law of the Wei family, and it should have been approved by Aunt Wei.

"Today, Jingzhao Wei replied to the letter. Originally, they wanted to marry their daughter to be the principal wife. However, there is no legitimate daughter of the right age in Jingzhao Wei's generation. The closest one is only seven years old. We have to wait for a few more years. Since there is no legitimate daughter of the right age, the prince plans to choose one of the concubine girls listed in the letter as Dalang's concubine to solve Dalang's problem of being a widow..."

Ouyang Rong smiled and said, "Isn't this good?"

After a pause, he added, "Da Lang hasn't married yet, so there's no need to rush to marry a wife. It should be normal to take a concubine first."

"It's good, it's normal." Xie Lingjiang nodded, his tone helpless: "But Dalang firmly disagrees with taking a concubine. He said that you have to have a wife before you can take a concubine. Otherwise, it will easily breed conflicts in the future, just like..."

"Like what?"

"Da Lang said, otherwise it would be like leaving my uncle..."

Ouyang Rong understood immediately after hearing this and laughed:
"Da Lang is quite good at uniting the troops. I now understand why the princess helped him to stop it, even though he wanted to refuse the marriage proposal from Jingzhao Wei."

Xie Lingjiang was stunned for a moment, then he understood and shook his head:

"Yeah, it seems Aunt Wei agrees with it... Uncle Li wouldn't chase him and beat him up just because he refused the marriage proposal. It's Dalang's fault for being so outspoken."

Xie Lingjiang added:
"However, when Dalang came to Guer's yard to seek his sister's help, he found the wrong person."

Ouyang Rongqi asked: "What do you mean?"

Xie Lingjiang had a strange expression on his face. "Uncle Li wanted Dalang to marry right away. It was actually Gu'er who suggested it privately. I went with her. Gu'er's sister said that in order to prevent him from having any feelings for Princess Anhui, he should just take a concubine to satisfy some of the needs that all men have..."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "As expected of a black-hearted princess."

"Black-hearted Princess?"

"fine."

Ouyang Rong shook his head and changed the subject calmly:
"What do you think about this, Junior Sister?"

Xie Lingjiang tapped his lips with his index finger and thought for a while:

"Actually, there is nothing wrong with what Dalang said. I quite agree with it. Taking a concubine does require the approval of the main wife. Otherwise, if there are conflicts in the future due to personality clashes, it will be difficult to deal with.

"But in Dalang's situation, it's best to get married quickly and cut the Gordian knot. So it's really troublesome. It's difficult for a judge to judge family affairs. Big Brother, let's just not get involved."

"Yeah, whatever, let's just chat."

Ouyang Rong added:
"In fact, in my opinion, Dalang still has some tricks up his sleeve. Otherwise... otherwise, if he wants to marry a concubine, he doesn't have to have a wife first. As long as he has the ability, he can naturally reconcile them."

"That makes sense, wait."

Xie Lingjiang showed a suspicious look and turned his head:
"Strange, why did the eldest brother criticize Da Lang? Didn't he always speak up for him before?"

Ouyang Rong coughed and said, "Just talk about the matter at hand."

Xie Lingjiang thought about it and frowned:

"Really? Are you sure it's not... just a flash of emotion?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head like a rattle.

Xie Ling Jiang Yanran smiled:
"Oh, that's good. I thought that the eldest brother was thinking of doing this in his heart, so he refuted Dalang."

Ouyang Rong:......

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