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Chapter 677: The Fang sisters: Are you Ouyang Lianghan? ! [Monthly vote requested! ]

Quiet little courtyard.

The young man in scholar's robe put away his clothes and walked out of the door. He saw Fang Yiwu bending over and hurriedly picking up the broken pieces of the tea bowl with his bare hands.

Fang Shengnan, who was sulking, couldn't help but look sideways.

Fang Juxiu saw the blood oozing from Fang Yiwu's wounds and said hurriedly:
"Daddy, put it down. The young master is not so stingy. Let us clean it up."

After saying that, Fang Juxiu gave Fang Shengnan a look, and the latter had no choice but to bend down with a stern face and help Fang Yiwu:

"Dad, what are you picking up with your hands? Are you stupid? Move aside, I'll do it..."

Fang Juxiu then withdrew her gaze and looked in the direction where Ouyang Rong left with a frown. She suddenly moved.

"Daddy, sister, wait a moment."

Before Fang Yiwu and Fang Juxiu could react, Fang Juxiu had already run out of the yard in the rain and came to the door. She called out to Ouyang Rong who was about to get on the carriage.

"Mr. Ouyang, please stay."

In the rain, Ouyang Rong paused as he held the violin case.

Fang Juxiu saw that there was a luxurious car parked in the rain in front of him waiting.

It was Madam Pei's car. Through the curtains, she could vaguely see the silhouette of a graceful woman waiting inside.

Ouyang Rong held an umbrella and waited for a while, but she didn't say anything. He asked without turning his head:

"What's wrong, Madam Fang?"

Fang Juxiu pursed his lips, withdrew his gaze from the car frame, walked straight forward and stood in front of him.

Ouyang Rong tilted his head: "What's the matter?"

Fang Juxiu lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head:

"I'm sorry. Before today, I didn't know that my sister and I living in this courtyard would make you unhappy, Master Ouyang... It's my fault. I was too confident and self-indulgent."

At this point, whether intentionally or not, she raised her chin slightly and said in a serious tone:

"My father came here today and indeed broke some things in the yard. I'm really sorry, but please rest assured that my sister and father will restore the things in the yard without taking a single needle or thread. We in the Fang family understand this courtesy. So, I'm very sorry for what happened before, and I'm very grateful for your patience during these days..."

Ouyang Rong listened to the gradually alienated words of the gentle lady in front of him. After listening for a while, he smiled:

"That's not necessary. Madam, you are overthinking. I can't say I'm disgusted. I haven't thanked you for accompanying me."

Fang Juxiu stared at the young man in scholarly robes who had no intention of coming forward to hold an umbrella for her, and asked for no apparent reason:

"Where are you going, sir... Never mind, I won't ask you about that."

She shook her head as if talking to herself, and asked:
"Sir, where is Miss Xiu Niang? Why hasn't she come back yet?"

She glanced back at the luxurious frame.

Ouyang Rong nodded and said truthfully:
"She is resting at Madam Pei's house and is using the kitchen to cook Dongpo pork. I'm going to entertain friends tonight, so she will probably be back in the evening."

Fang raised his sleeves and shook his head:
"In the evening? I guess we won't be able to see her then. My sister and I will go home with daddy soon, so we can't wait too long. Mr. Ouyang, please help us say goodbye to Miss Xiu Niang. I'm really sorry that I won't be able to visit her in the short term."

Ouyang Rong still nodded: "That's true, I will bring it to you. Well, is there anything else?" He asked in a questioning tone.

Fang Juxiu glanced at his somewhat calm and dull expression.

"Gone."

"it is good."

Ouyang Rong turned around and was about to get in the car.

Fang Juxiu suddenly said:

"Actually, I have a small reminder, but I don't know if I should mention it or not."

Ouyang Rong stopped and didn't say anything. His back was tilted as he held the violin case.

The meaning is self-evident.

Fang raised his sleeves and spoke slowly:
"In fact, this matter is not our business, let alone our right to say anything, but I really feel sorry for Miss Xiu Niang, and my sister gets along well with you, sir, and she even praised you for being a man and treating women well... So I still have to say something, I hope you won't be offended by this rude behavior."

Ouyang Rong didn't look at her. He turned his head to look in the direction of Chengtian Temple and muttered:

"It's not too urgent. I'll come back to collect the clothes. It will take a little longer. I think you can understand, right..."

He turned back and smiled softly at the frowning Fang Juxiu:
"Well, Madam Fang, go ahead and talk now. It has come to this."

Fang Juxiu's expression was very serious:
"Master Ouyang, Xiu Niang is an extremely good girl, so good that you can't even imagine. I dare say that you can't find one like her anywhere in the world. You will know in the future... Moreover, such a good girl only requires one thing from a man, and that is to live a down-to-earth life.

"My sister and I, as well as many friends and relatives who care about the embroiderers, all have the same expectation. The husband of an embroiderer must be honest and reliable. This is actually very simple to do. You don't have to be outstanding, make a big career, or stand out from the crowd... As long as you keep your feet on the ground, it will be fine."

The more Ouyang Rong listened, the more his brows raised. He raised his hand and interrupted:
"Miss Fang, could you please explain yourself more clearly?"

Fang raised his sleeves and pretended not to hear anything, as if talking to himself:

"In fact, my sister and I have no right to butt in, but Miss Xiu Niang's real family members are not as easy to talk to as us. This can be confirmed with you in advance.

"Without the blessing of her family, the embroiderer will be very sad. My sister and I don't want to see this. It's really heartbreaking."

Ouyang Rong glanced at the riddler in front of him, then at the violin case in his arms, and asked cautiously:
"so?"

Fang Juxiu looked at the luxurious car frame parked quietly behind him and sighed:
"So I hope you can cut off those messy relationships as soon as possible, take fewer shortcuts, and be more down-to-earth. This kind of thing of entertaining people with sex is ultimately not acceptable in the upper class, let alone doing great things. Even family affairs will be messed up. Miss Xiu Niang may understand and not care, but other people's gossip will eventually become the straw that breaks the camel's back."

Ouyang Rong:......

He seemed to understand something vaguely.

Ouyang Rong smiled.

Fang Juxiu said in a serious tone:
"Okay, I won't say any more. I think you must understand more than me. I've said too much. Just take care of yourself."

She looked deeply at Ouyang Rong who was holding an umbrella, then retracted her gaze, walked past him, and returned to the yard.

After Fang raised his sleeves and walked in.

Ouyang Rong stood there holding the umbrella, looking sideways as he left.

Inside the luxurious carriage at the back, a beautiful lady in a purple and gold bridal cape who had pricked up her ears and eavesdropped patiently for a long time could no longer hold it in.

"Sir, could this young lady mean that?"

Ouyang Rong lowered his head, folded his umbrella, and calmly got into the car with his violin case.

"Go to Chengtian Temple."

"Yes, son."

Pei Shisan Niang nodded obediently and did as she was told.

After a while, the luxurious carriage arrived at the gate of Chengtian Temple, which was silent and guarded by black-armored soldiers. It was allowed in and arrived in front of a Zen temple.

Ouyang Rong got out of the car holding an umbrella.

Pei Shisanniang, who had been looking at Ouyang Rong's face with a smile on her face, couldn't help it anymore. She covered her mouth and laughed softly:

"My lord, you are so handsome. If one day you get bored with the secular world and want to live off me, could you please raise your eyes and take a look at me~"

Ouyang Rong: "?"

……

Fang raised his sleeves and returned to the quiet courtyard.

When I entered the room, I found that the broken porcelain pieces and tea leaves on the floor had been cleaned up.

Turning around, he found that it was his father who had done it. After cleaning up, he also wiped the bloodstains with a rag, and the place was clean. Fang Shengnan chased after Fang Yiwu and bandaged the wound on his palm.

Fang Shengnan looked helpless and gave Fang Juxiu a look. Fang Yiwu still insisted on cleaning the floor himself.

However, after Ouyang Rong's interruption, the tense atmosphere between the father and his two daughters disappeared without a trace. At this time, no one spoke, and there was some awkward silence.

"father……"

Fang Juxiu was about to say something caring when Fang Yiwu asked,

"Where did you go just now?"

Fang Juxiu shook his head: "I went to talk to Master Ouyang and gave him a suggestion before leaving."

Fang Yiwu's eyes widened: "Give suggestions? Give him suggestions?"

Fang raised his sleeves and lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Fang Shengnan explained: "Dad, this Mr. Ouyang is not from Jianze, but he has a close relationship with my lady. He can be considered...he is the man she likes. But my lady has a good personality, and Mr. Ouyang's words cannot be relied upon. Don't be so afraid..."

Fang Yiwu brushed Fang Shengnan away and asked, "Raise your sleeves, what did this gentleman just say?"

"Nothing much was said. I just gave him a few simple instructions for his own good. He probably felt guilty, so he said very little."

Fang Yiwu opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

He waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, shut up, let's go, leave here first, follow me."

Fang Yiwu strictly ordered the two girls to follow him out.

Fang Juxiu and Fang Shengnan looked helpless and could only follow.

"Dad, are we going back?"

Fang Yiwu said nothing, did not even open his umbrella, and walked quickly into the rain outside the quiet courtyard.

The Fang sisters quickly caught up with him and held an umbrella for him.

After a while, the two girls discovered that Fang Yiwu was leading the way and was heading towards Chengtian Temple.

Fang Shengnan was puzzled. "Dad, where are we going?"

Fang Juxiu thought for a moment, "Dad, do you need help from Master Yizhi?"

Fang Yiwu suddenly said:

"Remember, kneel down later."

The Fang sisters wanted to say something but hesitated, but they knew they had made a mistake, so they lowered their heads and followed.

After a while, the three of them arrived at the gate of Chengtian Temple.

The Fang sisters immediately saw the heavily guarded black-armored soldiers at the door. They turned around and tried to run, but found their arms were grabbed. They turned around and saw that their father Fang Yiwu's face was very black after being drenched by the rain, probably because he was facing away from the sun... like a stone in the water.

……

It rained heavily.

Raindrops hit the cold black iron armor in the yard and bounced everywhere.

Ouyang Rong returned to the temple with the musical instrument case in his arms.

"Sorry, I just remembered something and went to work on it. By the way, Master, where were we talking about just now?"

As soon as he entered the room, he asked in a gentle tone.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was quiet at this moment.

Qin Yi and Yan Liulang were leading their troops and guarding the entire place with sullen faces.

Master Yizhi was surrounded by the panicked abbot of Chengtian Temple and a chubby little monk, who were whispering advice to him.

The middle-aged Zen master sat cross-legged with his head down, saying nothing.

It has been like this since Ouyang Rong reported his name and left.

This made the abbot of Chengtian Temple, the chubby little monk and others even more desperate.

After taking a quick look around, without asking any questions, Ouyang Rong already had a general idea of ​​the situation in the yard.

He walked over to Master Yizhi and the other monks and sat down, smiling and looking around:

"Well, abbot, senior monks, how are you going with your persuasion? Would you like to drink some water and continue?"

No one dared to speak and just bowed their heads.

Just now, after Ouyang Rong appeared and took control of the whole scene, he left halfway through his words, looking at the sky, saying that he was going to collect his clothes and asked them to enlighten Master Yizhi first...

All the monks were dumbfounded. You are the governor of Jiangzhou, and you are leading your troops to search for suspects, but you run back to collect clothes in the rain. Why are you like that?

Only Yan Liulang, Qin Yi and others looked normal, as if they were used to it.

At this time, a woman's crying sound was heard at the gate of the courtyard.

Fang Yiwu dragged his two daughters into the Zen temple.

Fang Shengnan and Fang Juxiu were seen walking into the temple with their heads held at bay by swords of the black-armored soldiers, looking dazed.

Fang Yiwu walked in front with a gloomy face.

Fang Shengnan was stunned. She looked at her father's back in front of her with an expression of disbelief. She asked anxiously:
"Dad, what are you doing? Why...why did you send people to arrest us...who are these people? Why do they look like soldiers? Why are they in Master Yizhi's courtyard..."

When she and her sister Fang Juxiu saw the figures of Yan Liulang, Qin Yi and other court officials and generals in the yard, they opened their mouths silently, their eyes filled with despair, and they completely gave up their fantasies.

The despair of the two daughters who were sold by their old father did not stop Fang Yiwu.

The square-faced man with his hands wrapped in blood-stained white cloth led them into the courtyard and to the door of the Zen house.

Without the tall black-armored soldiers lined up in the courtyard blocking their view, Fang Juxiu and Fang Shengnan could immediately see a familiar tall figure in the center of the room, surrounded by stars.

"Master Ouyang?"

"Ouyang Huaimin!"

Fang Shengnan and Fang Juxiu blurted out the words almost at the first moment.

However, the last word Fang Juxiu addressed made Yan Liulang and others look at him sideways, and after a while they turned their eyes away without any expression, pretending not to have heard it.

Fang Yiwu left the two girls behind and came directly behind Ouyang Rong. With a thud, he knelt heavily:

"Please spare my life, Governor! The criminal Fang Yiwu has brought the two guilty girls to plead guilty!"

He raised his fists above his head, but lowered his head very low, with his forehead resting on the cold, hard and rough floor.

Fang Shengnan's eyes gradually widened as she stared blankly at the humble and respectful appearance of her father, whom she regarded as her idol.

She looked at the back of Ouyang Rong, who she had always thought was weak, and stammered with pale lips:

"Governor? You...you are Ouyang Lianghan, you are not Ouyang Huaimin!"

Fang Juxiu who was standing next to her didn't say anything, as if she had lost her hearing. Ever since she was escorted into the yard by her father, her eyes had been attracted by a certain figure... Fang Juxiu turned her head in a daze, looking at the beautiful lady named Pei who was walking towards her and pouring tea obediently in front of Ouyang Rong who was sitting cross-legged.

Pei Shisan Niang didn't even look at the young girl who loved to give advice to others.

Fang Juxiu turned his head abruptly and stared straight at Ouyang Rong's calm profile which showed no sign of turning his head.

Fang Juxiu suddenly realized that the words reminding them not to dirty the embroiderer's yard were not just meant for them.

She's a little... self-indulgent.

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