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Chapter 369 Meeting Rong Zhen for the first time (sorry for being late)(2/2)

"Oh? Where are the rebels? How can there be any rebels here?" Ouyang Rong looked around curiously: "Then what are you doing now?"

"It's a coincidence that when Ouyang Changshi arrived, the rebels disappeared again."

Ouyang Rong looked serious: "Well, it seems that my reputation as the enemy of thieves and the vanguard of evil has spread out, and everyone is staying away. I'm sorry for delaying Lady Shi in catching thieves and eliminating traitors."

Ouyang Rong smiled sheepishly and said:

"How about this? How about I provide the female historian with a clue that may be related to the conspiracy of the rebels to make up for the wasted waiting of the female historian?"

The girl in palace clothes looked at the calm and relaxed Jiangzhou Governor in front of her, and said softly:

"speak."

Ouyang Rong stared at her lacquered eyes and said loudly:

"My Majesty and I have found out from Wang Junzhi in the past two days that the rebel leader Li Zhengyan once brought a painting of Peach Blossom Spring to Sima Yuan Huaimin of this state to ask for two poems by Tao Yuanming, a famous figure in the Eastern Jin Dynasty...

"At that time, Li Zhengyan was passing through Xunyang and had not raised the flag to rebel. Yuan Huaimin, without knowing it, provided them with one of the articles, the only copy of the Peach Blossom Spring written by the Yuan family in the Northern Wei Dynasty..."

Ouyang Rongya spoke clearly. Following what he had promised Yuan Huaimin before, he slightly changed the news, packaged it up, and took the opportunity to inform the close aide of Her Majesty the Queen in front of him, which could be regarded as informing the Zhou Dynasty court...

I saw that while the girl in palace clothes was listening, at a certain moment, her eyes suddenly became sharp and she stared straight at Ouyang Rong:

"Is this...serious?"

"I asked Yuan Sima, and it is indeed true."

The girl in palace clothes was silent for a long time, and suddenly stretched out her hand. Before Ouyang Rong could see clearly what color aura she had and how she acted, Ye Weila and Zhen Shuyuan's restraints were all released.

The two girls collapsed, gasping for breath, and collapsed on the back of the chair. However, in the next moment, Ye Weilai, who had escaped from the trap, rushed towards the girl in palace clothes like a leopard who had lost her beloved son, but was instantly stopped by Ouyang Rong and hugged her.

Pressing down his struggling white-haired head, he nodded to the girl in palace clothes and said, "I can see that this news seems to be quite important."

The girl in palace clothes slipped out a beautiful hand from the snow-white cuffs embroidered with golden phoenix patterns. The snow-sleeved sleeves slid down her wrist. She raised an index finger. At this moment, her cold face was quite serious:

"Ouyang Changshi, from now on, we will continue to build the Donglin Giant Buddha. No further delays are allowed. If you delay the important events of His Majesty and the court, you cannot afford the consequences."

Ouyang Rong curiously asked: "Could Li Zhengyan and the Peach Blossom Spring painting have something to do with the statues of our four states?"

Hearing this question, the girl in palace clothes looked at him deeply:

"Ouyang Changshi has so many problems."

Ouyang Rong shrugged helplessly: "I'm just curious, you have to know what you are doing, right?"

The girl in palace attire did not answer, but still frowned, as if she was digesting and thinking about the new news she had just received.

The air inside the carriage fell into silence.

The next moment, the girl in palace clothes got up and got out of the car.

Before leaving, she picked up her embroidered shoes, and with a clang, the dagger on the floor flew up and shot at Ye Weilai.

A wisp of white hair floated in the air inside the carriage like a kite with broken strings... The dagger stood still between the two raised fingers.

Ouyang Rong hugged Ye Weilai to protect him and caught the dagger with one hand. The girl in palace clothes suddenly said to Ye Weilai:

"Your virgin chop is the sword move of Yue Nu. It comes from the legend of the Yue virgin who slashed Jiao Pi Guan in the Spring and Autumn Period. Although I only learned a little bit about it... What is your relationship with Yunmeng Jianze? I have met Nujun.

A top-notch Yue girl?"

Ye Weila's pretty face was red, her chin was raised high, and her blue eyes were piercing.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and glanced at the little white-haired head in his arms.

The girl in palace clothes shook her head and got out of the car alone. Before leaving, she left two words:

"Rong Zhen."

Ouyang Rong opened the car curtain, and the female official Rongzhen disappeared.

Come and go without a trace.

Ouyang Rong looked thoughtful:

"Rong Zhen...Miao Zhen...are the eight Cai Shang female officials of this generation of Si Tian Jian, do they all have 'Zhen' in their names? It's interesting."

"What level is this Rong Zhen in there... Could it be that everyone is like this? Over there in Luoyang, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Looking back, he found that Zhen Shuyuan and Ye Weilai both looked ashamed and did not dare to look at him.

"It's okay, go back."

Zhen Shuyuan hesitated and said: "Tan Lang, didn't you say you want to go out? Are we... acting as a dragster?"

"A drag? It's nothing. I won't leave the city. It's a false alarm. Let's go back."

Ouyang Rong returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion with his family.

On the way, Ye Weilai twirled her broken hair with her fingers, her little face was stunned. At a certain moment, she tilted her head and glanced at Tanlang's side face, and found that his expression was as usual, so he didn't ask any questions...

Ouyang Rong returned home, ate some breakfast, closed his eyes and rested, concentrating all night. In the morning, he had to deal with the unfathomable Rong Zhen, and he was very tired.

In the morning of that day, the Luoyang delegation arrived at Xunyangdu.

Ouyang Rong and Wang Lengran went to greet him in person.

No poisonous wine was given.

And as Ouyang Rong guessed, the Luoyang envoys arrived "angrily" this time. After getting off the boat, they first had a bad look on Ouyang Rong, Wang Lengran and others, and then prepared to rush straight to the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, as if they wanted to criticize His Majesty.

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However, when they were told about the assassination by rebels last night and Li Xian's fainting, the Luoyang envoys who had just arrived in Xunyang looked surprised, their plans were disrupted, and they hesitated for a while.

At this time, Wang Lengran also brought "insignificant news". The rebel who was arrested last night committed suicide in fear of crime.

Ouyang Rong looked unsurprised. He went to the state prison and saw the dead body, and was amazed:

"Master Wang, this way of committing suicide is quite novel. He bites his tongue and his face is burned."

Wang Lengran snorted coldly:

"I have been undergoing an emergency interrogation and torture. I never thought that this thief was stubborn and unyielding. He struggled wildly and accidentally hit his head on the brazier, hurting his face. It was all because of the poor care of the people below that he bit his tongue and committed suicide."

He tried his best to smile, and said respectfully to the Luoyang envoy and the two female officials in Cai Shang: "However, during the interrogation, the prisoner has already been recruited. Sir, please read the confession."

After Ouyang Rong finished the inspection, he clapped his hands and stood up:

"The tongue is bitten very neatly. It seems that this unfortunate prisoner is just like Master Wang. He has a sharp mouth and sharp teeth."

Wang Lengran looked a little ugly and said unhappily:

"Ouyang Changshi, please tell me if it's the thief who slipped through the net last night and turned around. You and everyone in the palace have met him."

Ouyang Rong glanced at the familiar corpse of Guo Yu. The iconic goatee was completely burned, and his face was so distorted that he didn't know what kind of torture he suffered during his lifetime.

There was no pity in his eyes, he nodded and smiled:

"Master Wang is still very fast."

Wang Lengran pretended not to hear.

The Luoyang envoy looked at each other and Miaozhen and other female officials, and that same day, they reported back to Luoyang that the rebels had attacked King Xunyang at night.
Chapter completed!
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