"It's not interesting. I just like your song "Inscribed on Chrysanthemums" so much. It's so well written... I want you to write a song for me. Everyone loves talent."

"Then...then there's no need to do it in front of Junior Sister."

He looked helpless.

"I am happy, but if you don't do it, I won't leave tonight. What, you don't want her to know?"

Ouyang Rong was silenced for a moment, and his expression seemed to be tangled.

Rong Zhen turned his head and listened intently to the pipa music.

Waiting for his reply.

After a while, when Ouyang Rong looked hesitant, Rong Zhen suddenly spoke seriously:

"Ouyang Lianghan, we won't talk about state affairs this time, but as a matter of personal friendship, I would like to ask you to come out and help, okay? It's a personal relationship."

After speaking, she handed the IOU forward.

Ouyang Rong understood immediately and looked a little confused.

Rong Zhen saw him, looked around, quietly reached out his palm from under his sleeve, and quickly grabbed the IOU.

Then the young man listening to the music stood up and said solemnly:

"Only this time, and I have stated in advance that I will only come forward to handle the affairs of Xunyang City for these two days. After two days, I will be on the right track, and I will retire and continue my duties as a Sima. I will not stay any longer. Please allow Nu Shi and

Your Excellencies understand and let me go."

Rong Zhen nodded immediately: "Okay."

But she secretly thought in her heart that personal friendship is a personal promise, but how the court arranges it later is none of her business...

In short, let someone come out first and then talk.

Not long after, he sent Rong Zhen away for the time being and said goodbye to Miss Qin, the servant girl of the Qing Dynasty.

In the unmanned box, Ouyang Rong put away the IOU, his somewhat embarrassed expression disappeared, and was replaced by a calm expression.

He glanced at the small IOU, burned it in the candlelight, and muttered:

"Were you outside the building in the morning? It turns out that the blessings have come true here. The peach blossoms are so bad, I almost got caught."

After a while, he stood up, packed his things and walked out the door.

Xie Lingjiang was already waiting at the door, holding a stack of crimson official uniforms that had been prepared for a long time.

Ouyang Rong put on his official uniform and went downstairs.

Xie Lingjiang followed silently and asked softly: "She just went out, and she looked at me a little strangely. She seemed to be quite arrogant and proud... In addition to agreeing to go out as planned, did you promise her anything else?"

"

Ouyang Rong looked confused: "What did you promise? I don't understand."

Xie Lingjiang tilted his head, looked at him, and asked slowly: "You are teasing her like this today. Senior brother is really bad. He came to save the mess he caused, and he still let others beg us to save it. So. So.

...With such skill and proficiency, will Senior Brother also tease me?"

Ouyang Rong pretended not to hear, and changed the topic: "Junior sister, do you know what is the biggest lesson I learned this time?"

"What is it?"

"The weapon of criticism certainly cannot replace the weapon of criticism."

Xie Lingjiang looked thoughtful and serious: "I heard that the business woman is not dead. Senior Brother has been very restrained."

Ouyang Rong took a small ink ingot wrapped in the original manuscript of "Inscription on Chrysanthemums" from Xie Lingjiang, comforted it, and said softly: "The incense array reaching the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor. Maybe it's too early.

Not yet, but if I were the Qing Emperor in his time, I would be able to look forward to retribution and peach blossoms blooming at the same time. In fact, I have been struggling with these two roads these days, one is radical and the other is slow. Of course the little guy likes the first one, but in the end he was

I persuaded and reluctantly agreed to the latter one, and I will no longer continue to scream injustice in my ears... Junior sister, I don’t know if I can wait until that day, but this tripod sword will definitely live longer than me. It may

I can wait until that day, wait for that group of people, wait for those things. Because it is called 'craftsman's work', the work of ordinary craftsmen, which originally implies the mythical power rising from the mortal world."

Xie Lingjiang looked at the tall figure in front of him with complex eyes: "So, is Senior Brother leaving a fire for future generations? This is the fire passed down by the real salary-bearers. The height of the sword techniques created has been far beyond

He is ahead of his time. Those legendary sword masters in history who are single-handedly are far behind. They have made meritorious deeds and made immortal words. Each sword master in the future generations will either encounter a craftsman or create a new one, no matter how aloof and arrogant he is in the world, or how evil and invincible he is.

If you want to know the name of Ouyang Lianghan, you must listen to Ouyang Lianghan's true meaning." The latter said nothing and strode out...

A short while later, on the street blocked by the curfew, a carriage making an exception was escorted by Rong Zhen, a dozen female officials and hundreds of black-armored soldiers, and drove quickly to Xingzifang... Along the way, officials and generals who learned the news

, all breathed a sigh of relief and cast trusting and hopeful glances at the carriage.

What everyone didn't know was that in this carriage that everyone was looking forward to solving the mess, Ouyang Rong sat down with his eyes down and reached out to touch the empty piano case under the chair. In the baggage placed with the piano case, the black dragon pill box was also empty.

, and at the same time, there is a precious red and black talisman missing from the baggage.

The empty sword box was secretly sent back by Yan Liulang and Chen Canjun from the west city gate during the poetry meeting in the morning... As for the red and black talismans and the Qi-tonifying elixir Mo Jiao, they had already gone to Huang Feihong's place, and at the same time, they also had the secret knowledge of Shangqing.

The corresponding formula of God’s order was also passed on to him...

That ink dragon is the top qi-tonifying elixir. This is what Ouyang Rong learned from Lu Ya and Li Dalang. It is best for the person who is being seduced to take a qi-reinforcing elixir, so that he can bear the trance.

The spiritual energy burden at the end... This time I was able to go all out and sweep across Lin Cheng and others with the cloth sword, and at the same time destroy the giant Buddha stained with the blood and sweat of the people, thanks to the surging spiritual energy provided by this ink dragon.

Therefore, of course he was going to the Xingzi Lake construction site, but there was a difference between going there on his own initiative and asking someone else to go there. The latter was easier to do, while the former was always under suspicion.

No, tonight I accidentally recovered a small IOU that could explode at any time... Ouyang Rong nodded with satisfaction.

"Here, Brother Huang, I said I would take you back...and that little guy, this time I let him kill him comfortably. He has been holding it in for so long..." He murmured to himself.

But this time there was something Ouyang Rong didn't expect. According to the guess Rong Zhen just revealed...

"Cauldron fire..."

He lowered his head and looked at his slender right palm, which was pale and bleeding and wrapped in a bandage.

"Legendary Sword Holder... Well, if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known that I was so powerful."

Someone nodded with emotion and sighed a little.
Chapter completed!