morning.

Xunyang City, West Gate.

At the top of the heavily guarded city, there are two figures, one tall and one short, standing side by side.

Together we watched below the city tower, a large and heavily guarded convoy transporting the Buddha's head, slowly passing through the West City Gate Bridge at our feet.

The man and woman can't take their eyes off each other, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.

The man has a slender figure, an ice-white jade hairpin in his crown, and is wearing a crimson fifth-rank official uniform. His face is gentle and calm, and he stands with sleeves.

The girl has a natural fox face, no makeup, but exquisite porcelain, and her paint-like eyes, combined with the cold and stern porcelain face of the childish girl, look like a rag doll placed in her daughter's house.

Coupled with her simple White House dress and the orange sachet tied around her waist... she even has the look of an exquisite rag doll.

Especially when the golden sunshine in the morning hits the girl's cheeks, the fine and tiny hairs are visible, and the long eyelashes are splayed one by one.

At least that's how it felt in Ouyang Rong's eyes.

But most other people who came into contact with her did not dare to look at her so carefully.

This is because this icy girl in palace attire is the most favored girl around His Majesty, and she is not easy to get along with at first glance. She has an iceberg aura that drops the atmosphere by three degrees.

But at this moment, a man in blue trotted up to the city gate and handed a piece of paper to the two people standing side by side at the head of the city basking in the sun.

The silence was broken.

Ouyang Rong took the draft of the notice, glanced at it first, and handed it to Rong Zhen.

The latter frowned and finished reading.

"Wouldn't this be a little bad?"

She asked with a surprisingly cold expression showing some hesitation.

"What's not so good?"

Ouyang Rong doesn't care.

"I just feel a little... I don't respect the deceased very much. Regardless of my personal likes and dislikes, after all, they are considered loyal martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the saint and the court..."

"What Rong Nu Shi said is very true. The dead are great, but the living are greater. The dead are gone, but the living are like this."

"This..." Rong Zhen's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation.

"I believe Mr. Wei, Brother Lin, Mr. Wang, and Vice-President Shen would all agree if they knew the truth. If the real murderer can be caught through this, it will not be in vain for you to sacrifice your portrait and reputation... Rong Nu Shi,

dont you agree?"

"Okay... okay, let's post it first. The Wei Palace, Wang Lengran's family, Senior Song, this palace and the Supervisory Yuan will go and inform them."

Rong Zhen nodded slowly and folded the notice.

"good."

Ouyang Rong's eyes showed praise and he said with emotion:

"Well, I'm sure His Highness Prince Wei will understand when they find out. The princes still put the overall situation first. Well, so does Deputy Supervisor Song. The mourning hall at Xingzi Lake was demolished quite quickly today..."

Rong Zhen didn't know what to say, so he glanced at someone's sincere expression.

The first draft of the notice in her hand showed portraits of Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng, Wang Lengran and Shen Bingqiang.

After the first draft of this notice is reviewed by her and the Supervisory Yuan, it will soon be posted on the bulletin boards of most of Jiangnan east of Hongzhou and west of Yangzhou, in the streets and alleys of all prefectures and counties, and on the bulletin boards of Chengmen Station...

Together with Yunmeng Nujun, who is being "hotly" wanted for violently imprisoned people, the knights of Tiannan Jianghu work closely together.

Moreover, this newly released wanted notice position is tied with the notorious Yunmeng Daughter-in-law Xue Zhongzhu, competing for the top exposure.

The wanted person is called the owner of Dielianhua.

There is a reward of 3,000 taels for the head; a reward of 3,000 taels for clues... I would like to mention the government's anti-thief certification.

On the city tower, Ouyang Rong, who was enjoying the breeze, quietly gave a thumbs up, except that his handsome face didn't go up, which was a bit of a pity.

"Who painted these portraits? They look quite similar."

Rong Zhen asked curiously.

Ouyang Rong twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Yuan Changshi, he was familiar with these four people, so he did his best to copy the paintings himself. After finishing the painting, he said melancholy to the people around him that when he saw the remains again, he missed the governor Wang again."

Rong Zhen's pretty face was tense, and she hit the nail on the head:

"I think it was a good time when Governor Wang was still alive and could take the lead in fishing."

Ouyang Rong suddenly slapped his forehead:

"Hey, that makes sense. Doesn't this mean that I am complaining that my term is too harsh? Well, you Yuan Huaimin, you are using the past to make fun of the present. We just happen to go to the Xunyang Grottoes to work overtime tonight. We will go on duty at three o'clock."

"agree."

She nodded in the wind and pressed the corners of her lips.

In a few words, the two of them discussed the daily tasks of persecuting Yuan Huaimin and smoothly switched to the next one.

"Ouyang Lianghan, I always feel that this thief is still in the city."

"Then we have to look for him according to the wanted notice so that he has no place to hide."

Ouyang Rong raised his index finger and said slowly and logically:

"According to your new clue last time, this person has learned the sorcerer's magic. He can borrow a bronze mask and disguise himself as the ghost he killed under his sword. Therefore, these faces include the Dragon City Wei Shao who has been painted by someone.

The appearance of Xuan, Liu Zilin and others may be the appearance they show to others, so they must be restricted."

"Um."

Rong Zhen nodded lightly, and immediately cast his clear eyes towards Ouyang Rong's side face as he spoke seriously. At a certain moment, he whispered:

"You are so considerate and logical that you are able to put yourself in this thief's perspective and check for any omissions.

"Also, you played a big part in setting up the wanted defense this time. You also sent the experienced Yan Shenjun to assist, and it turned out to be very effective. And these should have been the work of this palace and the Overwatch Council...

…”

Having said this, she tilted her head, removed her twinkling eyes, and fell back on the team transporting the Buddha's head below, and asked quietly:

"Ouyang Lianghan, why are you so... caring about me?"

If I don't care for you 24 hours a day, I'm afraid you will bring someone to arrest me one day.

Ouyang Rong muttered in his heart, but on his face he looked serious and said in a high-spirited manner:

"Aren't we brothers and sisters? Moreover, after cleaning up the mess in Xingzifang, I promised you that I would continue to intervene in the collapse of the Buddha and the murder of Brother Lin. A gentleman's words are hard to follow."

Rong Zhen looked at this upright gentleman from the corner of his eye. After a while, he said in a faint tone:

"I'm sorry to bother you... I thought you were asking for something from me, and I'm still feeling a bit stressed... Well, I don't like to owe favors."

"What do you want?" Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned.

"Yes, what do you want..." she said to herself.

As he listened, Ouyang Rong noticed that Rong Zhen's tone was a little melancholy. He turned around and found her beautiful side face, looking down at the city, lowering her eyes and murmuring:

"Everyone has selfish motives, even colleagues... they won't do it for no reason, don't you think so?"

"right."

Ouyang Rong glanced sideways, observing her expression from the corner of his eye and echoed.

Um, what I'm asking for? Please forget about taking the bellyband in Dagushan, eh, it's a pity that I can't forget it...or don't be so crazy about chasing me, okay? What, no? Then you're talking nonsense...

There are a lot of holes in his stomach.

It's a pity that I can't tell.

She suddenly turned around and asked: "Are you worried that our existing collegiality may not be able to withstand this selfish desire in your heart? It's inconvenient for you to speak?"

"Ah, but... maybe, no, no, I don't have any selfish desires. How can I have any selfish desires?"

She asked: "You said it was possible before, why did you change your mind?"

"Because...it's hard to talk about it. Well, it's just selfish desire, so I won't hide it. I just want Rong Nvshi to be able to help me and say a few nice words in front of His Majesty in the future."

Ouyang Rong spoke helplessly, hesitated, and continued:

"Well, you are a popular figure in front of His Majesty. Who among us would not fawn over you... Since Rong Nvshi said so, I am no longer reserved. I hope Rong Nvshi will not laugh."

Rong Zhen said firmly:

"No, you are different. You are not such a person. They may think this way, but you don't. I can feel it."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but pointed at his face: "What's different here..."

"You never flatter, and you even contradicted His Majesty before. How can you be a person who is greedy for fame? Don't fool me."

Ouyang Rong found that the female historian's mood seemed to be getting more energetic. Before he could finish speaking, her raised little face seemed to be glowing with an indescribable brilliance in the sun, and she said word by word:

"Actually, Ouyang Lianghan... If you have anything you want, you can tell me. Don't feel embarrassed. Everyone has their own desires. I understand and won't have any..."

"What's there?" Ouyang Rong asked subconsciously.
To be continued...