"Appreciate further details."

"Actually, I have told Her Royal Highness the little princess about this matter. It is not a secret. The little girl named Huang who Mr. Ouyang helped has a predestined relationship with the sect of Pindao."

Lu Ya stopped talking at the end of his words.

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the young man in Taoist robes with a paralyzed face below.

"It's fate... I understand. But does your Shangqing Sect also accept Kun Dao?"

"The Shangqing, where the poor Taoist is, has teachings without distinction, unlike the Taiqing and Yuqing, which reject heterogeneous disciples or Kun Dao."

"I see."

Immediately, there was a silence between the two of them.

Not long after, Ouyang Rong said goodbye to Lu Ya, finished handling things in the study, and left the Prince Xunyang's Mansion. He took a long cloth bag with him to Jiangzhou Hall.

After arriving at the main hall, he put aside his ordinary long cloth bag and turned to deal with his official duties.

He didn't deceive the younger junior sister when he was in Jingyi Court just now. It was indeed inconvenient for Takumi to leave the Mo family's sword box.

It needs to suppress Xuezhongzhu's snow-white sword named "Zhishuang". Well, although it also comes with a purple bellyband.

It seems that Yan Liulang came after learning about Ouyang Rong's return in advance.

Ouyang Rong asked him.

"Liu Lang, what are you doing now with Pei Shisanniang and those Yang Shang that you have been keeping an eye on?"

"There hasn't been much movement recently, but there are frequent gatherings. Pei Shisanniang is doing pretty well, but those Yangshang merchants made some complaints about the Ming Dynasty at the private dinner."

After hearing this, Ouyang Rong nodded:

"Just complain. I can't control what you say in private. You continue to stare. Remember, the most important thing is to keep an eye on them to see if there are any signs of... contact with Wang Lengran."

"Yes. Wait. Mingfu means..."

Yan Liulang couldn't help but look sideways.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and said nothing.

After thinking for a while, Yan Liulang frowned and thought:

"He was dealt with so badly by the Ming Dynasty before, and his majesty was completely lost. Recently, the Wei family has suffered another setback. This person surnamed Wang should not dare to do it."

"It's not that I'm worried or scared. The main thing I don't like is unexpected feelings. Rokuro just pay attention to this aspect and report any situation."

"yes."

Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze, opened a volume of official documents in his hand, and was about to ask Yan Liulang to retreat and work, but the latter had no intention of leaving immediately. Instead, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.

"Wait a minute from Ming Mansion and Longcheng. There is a new letter sent this morning."

"Whose is Dragon City?"

"Master Diao."

Ouyang Rong took the envelope with some curiosity, opened the sealing wax, and took out a piece of letter paper with the familiar handwriting of Magistrate Diao on it.

He glanced at it and saw that there wasn't much in it, but immediately his face froze for a moment.

It was not Magistrate Diao who was looking for him, but Ah Qing, who was rare, and Magistrate Diao helped write the letter.

In the letter, the little girl only mentioned one thing.

The evening before yesterday, the tall Orchid with flaming blond hair came to see her again.

Xuezhongzhu seemed to be fulfilling the promise made by Sanhuiyuan before leaving that day, to visit Aqing again and ask for his opinion again.

Of course Ah Qing declined, and cleverly cooperated with his elder sister-in-law and his mother to provide cover for his absent "brother".

Xuezhongzhu probably didn't notice anything. After being declined, he left a little disappointed, but still left a piece of jade to Ah Qing, saying that he would use it when she changes her mind...

Ouyang Rong put down the letter and felt a little warm in his heart about what Ah Qing and the others had done.

After a while, he frowned slightly again and said to himself:

"Are you just here to see Ah Qing, or are you doing something along the way..."

But what Ouyang Rong wanted to know more was whether Xiu Niang came with Xuezhong Zhu, but unfortunately Ah Qing didn't mention it in the letter.

Just when Ouyang Rong was contemplating Yue Nu's movements, outside the lobby, Yan Liulang suddenly ran back and said in a deep voice:

"Mingfu, Miss Xie is looking for you. It seems there is something urgent. She is waiting for you in the yard next to the back door."

"What happened?"

"She didn't talk to her humble position and urged you to come over quickly..."

Before Yan Liulang could finish speaking, Ouyang Rong immediately stood up and strode out. After a while, he rushed to the side courtyard by the back door.

Opening the door, I immediately saw the tall figure in red dress wandering in the yard.

"What's wrong, little junior sister, didn't you take Miss Qin to attend the gathering? Why did you come here?"

Xie Lingjiang's face was a little complicated, and he took out several items and handed them over.

"Elder brother, look at these..."

Ouyang Rong's eyes narrowed slightly and fell on the junior sister's hands.

I saw a basket of red leaves and three oil-paper umbrellas in her hand...

…

The night is as black as ink, and the autumn wind howls.

A corner of Xingzifang is filled with courtyard houses that have been in disrepair for a long time. At this moment, they are all hidden in darkness.

The population density of the low-cost housing area in Xingzifang is definitely the highest in Xunyang. Some people joke that if a tile falls from the roof, it can hit two people, one tall and one short.

But now, it's already midnight, and most of the households here have turned off their lights and rested. Only the occasional black shadows of people getting up to relieve themselves at night flash by. There are no bright lights that stay up all night and have fun like those on the banks of the Xunyang River or in several other wealthy neighborhoods.

.

At this moment, in a dark room in a dilapidated courtyard, snoring sounded regularly and rhythmically, and most people fell asleep.

There was a "squeak" sound.

Half of the cabinet door was quietly pushed open from the inside.

A little head wearing a lotus crown poked out of the cabinet and seemed to look into the dark room.

After repeatedly confirming that the Huang family's father and daughter were asleep on the straw mat, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Shao Qing, a little girl wearing black Confucian clothes, skillfully jumped down from the top of the cabinet, without making too much noise the whole time. She was lighter than a cat, but her expression was vaguely serious.

In the past, she would often sneak to Hanlei Ink Studio to look for food and enjoy the autumn breeze while Huang Xuan and Huang Feihong were sleeping.

However, tonight, she did not have the same expectation and cheerful mood as before.

Miao Si turned around and glanced at the dark night outside the window.

The three-day period has arrived.

Tonight is the deadline set by the cold and cold girl.

Shao Qing, in the room, the little figure of a little girl wearing a Confucian dress disappeared.

On the straw mat in the house, the bearded man was still fast asleep and turned over; the little girl who was lying on her back with her eyes closed didn't know what she was dreaming about. She murmured a few times in her sleep and smiled at the corner of her mouth...

(PS: I drove back to my hometown today. I was on the road all day and didn’t arrive until 2 a.m.. The update was coded in the car, so I felt a little motion sick while swaying around.

I saw a lot of traffic jams along the way, most of which were caused by traffic accidents.
Chapter completed!