Ouyang Rong paused, turned around, and added:

"When I have time, I will go over and take a look at the state prison, right? Isn't it that your Supervisory Yuan is currently trying some prisoners from the Sunset Network?"

"OK."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the final note of Ms. Shi’s voice seems to be a little drawn out.

Rong Zhen left with brisk steps.

Wang Caozhi, who was waiting outside the pavilion, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the female historian finally coming out. He took advantage of every opportunity and hurriedly walked into the pavilion to find Ouyang Rong to continue chatting.

Rong Zhen had just taken a few steps out of the pavilion when he suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Caozhi.

The latter's movement of lifting his feet got stuck.

Rong Zhen said nothing, just looked at Wang Caozhi quietly.

Her eyebrows were calm, the corners of her lips turned down, and her pretty face was as expressionless as usual.

The atmosphere at the entrance of the pavilion was silent for a moment.

Rong Zhen turned around and continued to leave.

Wang Caozhi bowed his head obediently and followed her footsteps.

The two walked away in tandem, saying nothing from beginning to end.

In the pavilion, after Rong Zhen walked out, Ouyang Rong's attention was all focused on the pear wood box in his hand.

In fact, he still believed in Wang Caozhi's ability.

Although this guy has been pouring out his frustrations just now, he is not really slacking off in his work, which means that the current level is still within the acceptable range of his abilities.

And if Wang Caozhi really didn't do well, Rong Zhen would have found him long ago and asked Ouyang Rong to replace him.

Haven't you asked him to change it yet? It's not a big problem.

Also, to be honest, who is not busy on the construction site at this critical stage of the construction of the giant Buddha? Everyone is busy, including Rong Nu Shi. Ouyang Rong saw that her face was a little tired, and she had no less worries than Wang Cao, and

Still troublesome...

"Forget it, let's meet Rong Nushi tomorrow afternoon and help him out. I forgot about it just now." Ouyang Rong muttered.

After a while, he rubbed his face.

Carrying the pear tree box, he quickly returned to Xunyang City.

…

"Ms. Shi..."

"Shopkeeper Wang has had a rest. Do you have time now?"

Wang Caozhi was interrupted mid-sentence, scratching his head weakly:

"Yes... yes."

"good."

Rong Zhen had a straight face and gave Wang Cao an order.

Hearing that it was hard work again, the latter looked like a wilted eggplant and left with a sad face.

Rong Zhen's eyes don't squint.

Returned to the temporary camp at Xunyang Grottoes.

She walked straight into a large tent near the place where the Buddha's head was placed, where two women, an old man and a young woman, were chatting.

It's Nanny Song and Wei Anhui...

About an hour later.

Outside Xunyang Grottoes, there is an official road leading to Xunyang City.

Princess Anhui's carriage was ready to set off, with a group of black-clad guards guarding the carriage.

Rong Zhen sent Wei Anhui from the camp to the front of the carriage.

"Be careful on the road, Princess."

"Well, you're wasting Sister Rong's time. Sister Rong should also pay attention to her health, just like Senior Song..."

The veiled Wei Anhui turned around and gave gentle instructions. She spoke softly and spoke softly, making it hard not to feel good about her.

Rong Zhen shook his head silently and turned his head to look at the four female officials following him.

"You also go back together and send the princess back to the city."

"yes."

The four female officers immediately joined the team of black-clad guards.

At this moment, a middle-aged female officer hurried over from the camp, carrying a blue-gray floral bundle in her hand. The bundle seemed heavy.

"Ms. Shi, is this your lost property?"

The middle-aged female officer handed over the baggage with both hands.

Rong Zhen looked back, frowned and asked:

"What kind of lost property? I don't carry this kind of thing with me. Where did you pick it up?"

Wei Anhui was holding up the hem of her skirt with both hands and preparing to board the carriage. Halfway up, she paused after hearing the words and turned back out of curiosity.

The middle-aged female official said hesitantly: "It seems to be over there at the farewell booth."

"Send off guests... booth?"

"That's right, it's the place where you went to see Bachelor Ouyang just now. Shopkeeper Wang said that he picked it up when he was looking down at the ground outside the pavilion. You were walking in front at that time. Shopkeeper Wang said that you must have dropped it. Let's

You must put it away."

"What's inside? If you don't open it, how can you find the owner? Why don't you take a look? Maybe it's not Sister Rong's." Wei Anhui asked strangely.

The middle-aged female historian saw that Rong Zhen was still holding out her hand and didn't know what to do.

After hearing Princess Anhui's words and seeing that Rong Zhen didn't stop her, she went to unpack the blue and gray floral cloth.

Inside the bag, there were a bunch of brand-new women's accessories, including gold hairpins and silver hairpins, pearl steps, jade bracelets, and coral treasures...

Several people looked surprised and couldn't help but look at Rong Zhen.

The face of the girl in palace clothes was still cold, and she calmly ordered:

"Go back and tell Shopkeeper Wang that this does not belong to me. He has found the wrong person. Also, go and throw it on the ground outside the guest pavilion. The owner has dropped so many things. He must be in a hurry and will come back to look for it.

"

"Uh...yes, Ms. Shi."

"In addition, after handling this matter, you go and inform Wang Caozhi, asking him to finish the morning's work and not wait any longer. He can quickly return to the camp and follow me to deal with important matters in the afternoon. Today has just begun. Why take a break?

."

"Understood, Master Female History."

The middle-aged female historian had a strange look on her face and left carrying a heavy gift bag of expensive jewelry for women.

"It's really interesting. Don't they know that Sister Rong is not short of these gold and silver jewelry?"

Behind the gauze curtain of the carriage, Wei Anhui smiled slightly and spoke a little jokingly.

Rong Zhen's pretty face was tense.

"And in my impression, Sister Rong doesn't seem to like these fancy outfits."

Speaking of this, Wei Anhui's eyes fell on the mandarin duck jade hairpin on Rong Zhen's temples. She hadn't noticed it before, so she said softly:

"Sister Rong also wears this hairpin? It is very popular in the city recently, and the price is quite expensive. The more popular it is, the higher the price... I heard that it is because it is the same style that the little princess of Xunyang Palace wore at the New Year's Eve dinner.

It became a fashion and everyone imitated it..."

Rong Zhen suddenly interrupted:

"I don't spend money. Besides... I'm not imitating me, she is imitating me."

After a few words, the cold girl in palace attire turned around and left, without giving Wei Anhui time to react.

Wei Anhui watched Sister Rong walk away with her head raised and her sleeves raised, looking like a white swan, muttering to herself.

"Your Highness, the little princess, are you imitating Sister Rong with them?"

…

Return to the carriage at the Huaiye Lane mansion.

Ouyang Rong couldn't wait to open the pear wood box.

There is a red cloth pad inside the box, which together protects a silk book.

The material of the silk book is old, and as soon as you open the box, you can smell a strange smell mixed with staleness.

Ouyang Rong pinched his nose.
To be continued...