The next day.

Ouyang Rong got up early and went out under the watch of Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Weila and other female family members.

The carriage that sat down slowly drove away from the entrance of Sophora Leaf Alley under the morning light.

He was going to visit his junior sister and Miao Si today.

However, before that, we need to get down to business.

Ouyang Rong first went to the Jiangzhou lobby to handle official business.

He met Yuan Huaimin in the main hall, and laughed at his almost late arrival by saying "step on Sima's part".

Not long after, Ouyang Rong stood up, took a newly delivered official document from Luoyang, went to the governor's office, and handed it over to Wang Lengran in a formal manner.

Naturally, there was nothing unnecessary to say between the two of them. Normally, they would have parted without words, but this time Wang Lengran called out to Ouyang Rong.

"Ouyang Changshi, how is the situation of Ms. Shi?"

"Ms. Shi is recovering from her injuries in the backyard of the medical office next to the lobby of Jiangzhou. Her injuries are fine, but it will take some time before she recovers and is discharged."

Wang Lengran frowned, ignoring Ouyang Rongshang's gauze-covered forehead and chest injuries, and warned in a cold voice:

"Ms. Shi is the envoy of a saint. Just like His Majesty comes in person, she must be safe and sound. Otherwise, you and I will both be guilty."

"good."

Ouyang Rong went out without looking back and left the Governor's Mansion.

Not enough words to speculate.

When we returned to the lobby of Jiangzhou, it was already the second quarter of the first lunar month, when Yan Liulang arrived and brought the latest information.

"In the Ming Dynasty, the humble officials still haven't found any trace of the group of Yunmeng Yue girls, and they don't know if they are still in the city."

Ouyang Rong put down his pen and glanced at Yan Liulang.

After the accident in the old courtyard of Xingzifang that day, Xue Zhongzhu and his companions disappeared, just like the shadow of a deer in the deep forest, passing by with surprise.

They left the courtyard before the arrival of the officials and the soldiers of Zhechong Prefecture who stayed outside the city.

This was quite what Ouyang Rong expected.

Currently, there is a vacancy of Si Tianjian Qi trainers in Xunyang City, and the Si Tianjian forces scattered throughout Jiangnan Road have quickly gathered to temporarily guard Xunyang City.

Xunyang City is on alert, and it is impossible to say that Xuezhongzhu and his party have left the city.

But no matter what, you still have to be careful. That Xuezhongzhu lost another blow to him, so he must be dissatisfied.

Anyway, before he used the Black and Yellow Earth Dragon's Beard to escape from the earth last time, Ouyang Rong saw the look in the eyes of the Yunmeng lady, as if she wanted to eat him.

To be honest, if there was no emptiness of origin, plus the right time, place and people like Dagushan or Guochan Xiaoyuan, Ouyang Rong would definitely not be able to fuck her.

There is a high probability that he will be snatched like a chicken and taken back to Yunmengze to be disposed of.

So it's better to be careful. Anyway, Ouyang Rong has not dared to open the sword box these days. Although the snow-white sword named Zhishuang has been "returned to its original owner", there is no guarantee that the female cultivator Qi Yunmeng will have access to the tripod sword.

Are there any special locking methods?

Ouyang Rong shook his head, picked up Yan Liulang's latest information, rolled it up and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Ready the carriage."

"Mingfu, where are you going?"

"I'm going to pay a visit to the female historian."

"yes."

The medical office where Rong Zhen was recovering from his injuries was at the end of the street not far from the Jiangzhou lobby.

A quarter of an hour later, in a spacious and exquisite ward in the back house of the medical department, there was a cold and cold girl wearing a white underwear leaning against the bedside, flipping through a report with her fingers.

There was a long strip of pale white gold fox fur hanging around her neck. When she lowered her head to read, her little face seemed to be buried in the pale white gold fox fur.

The green silk hair scattered on both sides of the face is black and shiny, and is set off by the platinum fox fur like the finest jet black satin.

Ouyang Rong brought a small round stool with a backrest, pulled it next to the bed and sat down, waiting silently.

At this moment, he turned around and suddenly discovered that the cold girl lying on the bed in the angle of view seemed to have a fox face.

This is not the oval face that is standard for beauties, but a more pointed chin, coupled with a straight and delicate nose bridge.

These eyes are as bright as paint, and looking at them for a long time is enough to make them addicted to them.

The upper eyelids are curved and natural, while the inner corners of her eyes are sharp and slender. And with the outer corners of her eyes, she can look slender and elegant as long as she smiles gently.

This kind of fox-like face is rare among the women Ouyang Rong has seen. As long as she smiles, she can show an incomparable charm and agility.

It's a pity that this lady Shi, who was personally sent by Empress Wei to serve in front of the emperor, never smiled.

Anyway, Ouyang Rong has never seen it.

Instead, he has a cold and stinking face all day long. In the words of Miao Si when he woke up the day before, when chatting and asking questions, he is like a fairy with a face that owes money.

It's really appropriate.

"Ouyang Changshi hasn't finished reading yet?"

"ah?"

Ouyang Rong immediately withdrew his gaze, sat upright and answered:

"No, I was just distracted by something in my mind. I didn't look at it intentionally. I hope Madam Shi won't be surprised."

"I'm talking about the tip report. Haven't you read it? Just stare at it."

As if Rong Zhen didn't understand what he said, with a calm expression, he handed the information back to Ouyang Rong and asked in a cold voice.

"Oh." Ouyang Rong took it immediately, pretending that what he just paid attention to was the tip, lowered his head and pretended to browse through it.

Seeing that Rong Zhen didn't ask any more questions, as if the matter had been revealed, he felt slightly relieved.

But the next moment.

Boom——!

Several dull little wooden fish sounds rang in my ears.

Deduction of merit.

Ouyang Rong, whose face was covered by the tip, twitched at the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but glance at Rong Zhen.

"Have you finished reading?" Rong Zhen asked calmly without turning his eyes.

"I've finished reading." Ouyang Rong nodded affirmatively.

Rong Zhen's tone was businesslike and he gave instructions directly:

"Don't let down the security in the city these days. Keep it tight outside and tight inside. Regarding the incident that day, I have sent a letter back to the palace. Si Tianjian will send someone soon."

"Who should we send?" Ouyang Rong couldn't help but ask.

Rong Zhen nodded, then shook his head, with a serious expression on his face:

"Some things have to be guarded against. Now I and Miaozhen are the only ones guarding the Buddha in the city, but it's still not safe. The situation has been submitted. Let's see what Grand Siming's arrangements are."

"good."

"Why, Ouyang Changshi doesn't seem to be happy."

"No, I'm just worried that the new envoy will not be as easy to talk to as the female historian."

"Ouyang Changshi thinks I'm easy to talk to?"

"Of course."

Hearing this affirmative tone, Rong Zhen couldn't help but raise his head, which was wrapped around the pale white gold fox fur.

She glanced at the handsome young man sitting relaxedly on the stool in front of the bed.

When other people, including Wang Lengran, the governor of Jiangzhou, came here to see her condition, they did not dare to come too close to the bed. Even when they asked her in the hall, they stood respectfully and did not violate the rules.

Ouyang Lianghan, as for Ouyang Lianghan, immediately pulled out a stool and sat down unceremoniously. His body was just a little taller, and he leaned back on the back of the chair without warning, using only one leg of the stool below for support.

With the weight of the whole person and the stool, it sways slightly and is not afraid of falling.

Rong Zhen didn't say anything and looked away:

"hope so."

After a pause, he added: "Even if we send people again, they will still be working with me."

"good."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and after a while he asked for instructions on some security issues in the city.

The two also discussed the battle situation of Qin Jingqin's army on the front line...

Soon, it seemed that all the important things that needed to be said were said.

There was a quiet moment between the two of them.

Rongzhen lowered his eyes and stared quietly at the bed curtain in front of him without saying a word.
To be continued...