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Chapter 821 Rong Zhen: Ouyang Lianghan is fully responsible

Love short women with stinky faces.

Short woman? And a stinky face?

There is no doubt who it is referring to.

After Xie Lingjiang finished speaking, everyone looked at Rong Zhen with strange eyes.

Rong Zhen suddenly became angry, and glared fiercely at Xie Lingjiang, who was wearing a fiery red men's suit:
"I am a gifted woman who can preserve my youthful appearance in advance, which is better than a woman like you who is like a crude warrior."

Xie Lingjiang chuckled:
"Madam, you are quite quick to find your seat."

Ouyang Rong had a headache and advised:

"Keep your voices down. There are a lot of people on the other side. Miaozhen and the others are watching us."

He whispered to Xie Lingjiang again:
"I was just about to tell you about this. I promised to tell you something later at night."

Without waiting for Xie Lingjiang to speak, Rong Zhen sneered:

"At night, where are you going, a man and a woman alone? Is there anything you want to say that no one can hear?"

Ouyang Rong quickly gave her a look, asking her not to interrupt.

He couldn't help but glance at his junior sister.

In fact, when his junior sister pointed this out in public, besides feeling embarrassed, he was actually somewhat relieved and glad.

Ouyang Rong knew his junior sister best. She was always sensible and protected his reputation outside. There were only two possibilities for what she could say in public:
One is that one is really fed up and feels deeply betrayed and disheartened.

One is to vent your anger for real, just to let out a sigh of relief, not really wanting to die.

It is obviously the latter at the moment.

Ouyang Rong understood what his junior sister did, but unfortunately Rong Zhen didn't understand it and seemed to think it was a declaration of war.

The lady historian was rebellious, her lips were tightly pursed, and her chin was raised high:

"Xie Lingjiang, don't underestimate me. I came here just to teach him the sword technique. The old musician passed the sword technique to me, and Ouyang Lianghan needs it.

"However, something unexpected did happen while I was teaching him..."

She suddenly turned around and said word by word to Ouyang Rong, who was feeling something was wrong:
"Ouyang Lianghan, there is nothing to hide between us. We should be aboveboard. Don't hide what you did that night. What if she knows?"

The girl in palace dress said this proudly, then turned her head away, raised her right hand, and silently touched her lower abdomen.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, especially Rong Zhen's action.

They all looked at Ouyang Rong.

Hiss, what does this mean? Could it be that...

Is she pregnant?
Li Xian and the others had a lot of fantasies, mainly because they didn't expect things to be so exciting. They thought it was just the initial stage of a relationship between a man and a woman.

Ouyang Rong was speechless: "What did you do? You misunderstood. I was just joking with you that night. Nothing will happen at all..."

Rong Zhen firmly refuted:
"Are you kidding? It was just a little bit, just a thin layer of window paper. I don't believe your nonsense, especially at that time. You asked others whether they believed it or not. Do you really think I am a three-year-old girl?"

Ouyang Rong: "..."

The atmosphere around was extremely silent.

Xie Lingjiang slowly turned his head and looked at Ouyang Rong.

Li Xian, Li Dalang and others opened their eyes wide and looked at Tan Lang and Ms. Rong Zhen from time to time, as if they had eaten a big melon.

Ouyang Rong looked at the lady historian who was stroking her belly with confidence and had no way to defend himself.

Noticing the strange looks from everyone, he could no longer hold back and blurted out:

"No, how can you get pregnant just by hugging? Besides, there were clothes between us, and we didn't do anything else..."

Having said this, he found that the eyes of the people around him were not relieved, but became more and more strange.

Seeing everyone's look as if you really did it.

The junior sister looked over:
"So, Senior Brother really touched it?"

Li Xian stroked his beard and sighed, then gave Ouyang Rong a look that showed he was an experienced person.

It seems to be saying, it was just a simple hug, nothing else, who would believe it? We are all men, we are family, so Tan Lang should stop acting.

Li Dalang also shook his head and muttered softly: "Tan Lang is still too impulsive..."

Wei Mei pinched her eldest son's arm and tried to speak up for Ouyang Rong: "Don't say sarcastic words, it's not Tan Lang's fault. All men in the world can't help it."

She turned her head and whispered to comfort Xie Lingjiang: "Xianxian, please understand. He is a man, but this behavior is indeed wrong. Auntie will criticize him severely on your behalf..."

Ouyang Rong's face was slightly stunned, then he suddenly reacted and looked at Rong Zhen.

Rong Zhen's face remained unchanged, and her voice was still cold and indifferent:
"Then what else do you want to do? Wasn't what you did that night enough? You said it yourself at the time. A woman gave you everything she could. In fact, I had no choice. Well, Ouyang Lianghan, it's all your fault."

Ouyang Rong:......

He didn't know whether Rong Zhen was really misunderstanding or just a misunderstanding.

Why does it feel like she is in the atmosphere?

"Ahem, you guys chat first."

Seeing this, Li Xian and others prepared to retreat.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly said:

"Let's finish the business first."

Everyone paused, and noticed from the corner of their eyes that Xie Lingjiang didn't seem to be very angry, and his face looked a little indifferent.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve done a good job of cultivating my qi or if I’m really not angry.

Rong Zhen also glanced sideways and looked at Xie Lingjiang who had returned to normal.

Ouyang Rong forced a smile and said, "Yes, let's talk business, Junior Sister..."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly said, "Don't gossip. You, the eldest brother, are the one who is most nosy and is interrupting the prince's work."

Ouyang Rong was speechless.

Xie Lingjiang's pretty face remained normal. She pointed at the night-shining pearl in Li Xian's hand and asked seriously:

"Uncle, is this Ding Sword simply offered to you?"

Ouyang Rong immediately suggested: "It would be best if one of our people became the sword master."

Xie Lingjiang didn't look at him, and said softly: "How about Gu'er being the sword master?"

Li Xian and Wei Mei spoke almost at the same time:
"no!"

"No!"

Ouyang Rong asked: "Why not?"

Although he didn't have much opinion.

Li Xian said seriously:
"The Li family's disciples cannot practice Qi easily."

Wei Mei was also surprisingly serious:
"When we return to the capital, let Gu'er live a rich and prosperous life. We will keep an eye on her and let her marry a good family. Even if she doesn't marry, she may be free for the rest of her life. But we can't let her get involved in these things. It's too dangerous."

Ouyang Rong was silent.

Li Guoer turned his head to look at his father and mother without saying anything.

Xie Lingjiang thought for a moment:

"But it would be best if our people could become the masters of this sword, so that it can be in our hands and the saint will have to use us."

Ouyang Rong lowered his voice:
"Junior sister is right. I have the sword formula. You can try the character for your real name. Now I am just short of the ninth rank. It is too difficult to replace the ninth rank with a strong person."

Xie Lingjiang, Ouyang Rong, and Rong Zhen are no longer ninth-grade, so they cannot easily disperse their power and start over.

Li Guoer suddenly asked, "How about Caishou?"

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the chubby-faced maid who was dozing off not far away.

The latter seemed to feel the sharp gazes of the crowd, woke up slowly, turned around, looked at everyone, jumped up in fright, hurriedly got up and walked away, continued to pack his luggage, without looking around, looking like a little boy who was diligently guarding his post.

Ouyang Rong was speechless upon seeing this.

Why do I feel that this chubby-faced little maid is as unreliable as a certain little black spirit?

Wei Mei pondered for a moment:

"Cai Shou can indeed do it, but what about her talent for Qi training?"

Xie Lingjiang nodded: "I'll go check it out at night."

"So it's her for now?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

Li Dalang pointed to the other side of the river and said, "Then we will continue our journey back to Beijing tomorrow, but what about these people? Do you want to come with us?"

Rong Zhen suddenly spoke:
"I can go back to the capital with you. Let Miaozhen escort these surrendered White Tiger Guards back to Xunyang City and let Commander Yi handle it. She will properly arrange for them."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Okay."

Rong Zhen whispered, "I will write a letter to Commander Yi, asking her to cooperate with you. You can report the situation in Xunyang. With the Ding Sword, the Saint will be very pleased. The blame for Xunyang City can be put on the King of Wei and the King of Liang."

Ouyang Rong seemed to have been prepared and nodded directly: "Yeah."

Xie Lingjiang looked at the girl in palace dress who was trying hard to cooperate with Ouyang Rong, and curled his lips.

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Okay, I'll go talk to Miaozhen tomorrow morning. By the way, does Your Majesty want to come with us..."

Under Wei Mei's gaze, Li Xian decisively refused:
"No need, haha, Tan Lang, just go and communicate."

Ouyang Rong nodded lightly.

Just then, Zhang Shixiu and Lu Ya came and handed Ouyang Rong a letter.

Lu Ya opening:
"This was just sent by Miss Qin. It said it was urgent news from Hanyang County, sent from Longcheng County to Governor Ouyang."

Ouyang Rong took the letter, opened it, and his face gradually became silent.

Li Xian was curious: "What's wrong?"

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips:
"Aunt, Wei Lai and the others didn't leave. They turned back halfway on their way to Nanlong and came to see me. It was Magistrate Diao who found them and sent someone to bring them here. They are now in Hanyang County and are preparing to leave. They will probably arrive tomorrow morning."

Everyone was speechless.

Xie Lingjiang turned around and said seriously:
"Aunt Zhen cares about you, don't say she doesn't care about the overall situation. Sometimes in the eyes of women, family and national affairs are not important, not as important as relatives like you, so you have to bear with it."

Ouyang Rong was silent.

Rong Zhen suddenly suggested:

"For the new Ding Sword's master, I recommend Wei Lai. She is also a suitable candidate."

Li Xian and others were stunned.

Xie Lingjiang was also stunned for a moment, then he tilted his head to look at Rong Zhen, and then realized something.

She also immediately said: "Wei Lai is indeed suitable. She is mature, so let her try."

Ouyang Rong looked at the two girls.

I vaguely guessed that they might be trying to win over Ye Weilai.

But he was somewhat silent.

Li Xian also suggested: "How about Miss Ye in your room?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Make preparations for both situations. She may not have enough talent for Qi training. Now you are going north to return to Beijing, and you need to find a sword master quickly. Let Wei Lai and Cai Shou try together, and teach them to train Qi together. Whoever reaches the ninth level first will be the sword master."

Li Dalang was about to persuade him again: "But..."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand: "It's settled."

He laughed again and said, "Besides, that real name may not be correct."

Everyone had no choice but to nod.

After a while, they dispersed.

Li Xian's family left very quickly, but Ouyang Rong stayed where they were.

Rong Zhen and Xie Lingjiang did not move.

Li Guoer was a little slower and suddenly asked Ouyang Rong:

"How many sword techniques do you have? More than one, right?"

Ouyang Rong looked at her: "Why are you asking this?"

Li Guo'er said softly:

"Just curious, are you going to give it all to the new sword master?"

Ouyang Rong pondered:
"Give me one first to verify my real name."

Li Guoer asked:

"Which one? The one by Tao Yuanming, 'Returning to the Countryside'?"

Ouyang Rong frowned: "How did you know? That is the [Hanshi] sword technique."

Li Guoer's expression remained unchanged:
"Didn't you mention it before? But when I asked you then, you were vague."

Ouyang Rong thought about it and it seemed to be the case.

"Yeah." His expression softened a little, and then he remembered something and asked, "By the way, do you have a copy of "Returning Home"?"

Li Guoer nodded: "You gave it to me as a birthday gift that year."

Ouyang Rong looked at her for a moment but didn't speak immediately.

Li Guoer turned his head and looked at the night sky, with a smile on his face, but also a serious expression:
"Ouyang Lianghan, look, the things you gave me are really very important, they are not ordinary things. It seems that the dream is true. You are my benefactor."

"You are not a noble lady, but the princess is blessed by heaven."

Ouyang Rong turned around and looked at Xie Lingjiang and Rong Zhen, who were still there, each of them "absent-minded", and complimented them.

Li Guoer glanced at his profile.

The young man in Confucian robes suddenly asked:

"Your Highness, if the prince and princess don't allow you to practice Qi, will you be dissatisfied?"

Li Guoer didn't answer, turned around and left:

"We were just discussing the Sword Master's matter. I'll talk to Cai Shou about it tonight. Also..."

Ouyang Rong saw the pretty back of the little princess with plum blossom makeup and waved his hand:
"I will keep the "Returning" you gave me a secret and won't tell anyone. Okay, go and coax them."

Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment, then retracted his gaze and looked at the two women.

Xie Lingjiang and Rong Zhen both stood still, each looking at the scenery in the distance. At this distance, if they had paid attention, they should have heard what he and Li Guoer had just said.

Ouyang Rong smiled and broke the silence:
"Junior sister, how about we keep watch together..."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly turned around and left:
"If you want to learn the piano, go ahead and learn it with your lady historian."

Ouyang Rong didn't dare to learn, and waved his hand:

"It doesn't matter if I stay here for a while. I'll keep watch with you tonight..."

Xie Lingjiang disappeared, and I don’t know if he heard it.

Ouyang Rong was helpless and prepared to speak to Rong Zhen.

He looked back and found that the girl in palace dress had turned around and left, walking in the opposite direction of Xie Lingjiang.

She said coldly:
"You should keep watch with her. I am tired and my fingers are sore. I don't want to play the piano tonight."

Ouyang Rong: "..."

He stayed where he was, looking around.

A gust of cold wind blew, carrying away a sigh of sorrow...

After an incense stick of time, Ouyang Rong returned to the tent and washed himself briefly.

I didn't go to bed immediately and went out to find Rong Zhen.

He made a plan and planned to learn piano from Rong Zhen in the first half of the night, and then stay up all night with his junior sister in the second half of the night.

When I arrived at Rongzhen's tent, I found no one there. I asked someone and found out that after taking a bath, the lady crossed the river directly to the camp on the other side to find Miaozhen.

In the second half of the night, Ouyang Rong put on his clothes and came to the campfire. Lu Ya and Zhang Shixiu, who were keeping watch, looked at him strangely.

Ouyang Rong coughed, replaced the two Taoist priests, and stood guard by the campfire.

The junior sister who was supposed to keep watch at night did not show up yet.

A small black shadow slipped out from his sleeve, muttered something, and ran away:

"Oh, bachelor, are you bachelor? Sorry, I don't stay with bachelors."

Miao Si held the small quilt and ran to Xie Yatou's tent barefoot.

I never suffer together with my followers, I enjoy it the most, no doubt about it.

Ouyang Rong sat alone in front of the fire, looking around at the dark night wind from time to time.

In the distant mountains and forests, there are nightingales singing loudly, as if calling for companionship out of loneliness.

The young man wrapped his Confucian robe tightly around his waist, and sat there quietly until dawn.

(End of this chapter)