[Merit: One Thousand Nine Hundred and Ten]...

[Merits: One Thousand Nine Hundred and Eight]...

[Merit: One Thousand Nine Hundred and Six]...

When Ouyang Rong used to secretly treat his junior sister and Rong Nu Shi as doormats and experience packs to earn merit happily,

I never thought that a day like today would come back.

The two kings can't see each other, right?

If two merit experience packages collide together, will a positive result lead to a negative result?

No, buddy, you can get it if you lose a little merit. If you lose so much, do you want to spit out all the things you secretly gained in the past?

And damn, it drops in double even numbers, for two people. It’s really simple and clear.

Buddha also likes to watch... and cares about this?

I can't sit still and wait for death.

At the entrance of the hall, Ouyang Rong secretly tried to pull out his arms, but felt that his arms were clamped and unable to move. He frowned and said:

"Rong Nu Shi, junior sister, is there any misunderstanding..."

"you shut up!"

"Elder brother, don't interrupt!"

Rong Zhen and Xie Lingjiang interrupted by tilting their heads at the same time, as if they had a tacit understanding.

[Merits: one thousand nine hundred and six]...[one thousand nine hundred and two]...[one thousand eight hundred and ninety-eight]...

Ouyang Rong:......?

Seeing that he lost his voice, the two women turned around and looked at each other.

Rong Zhen said coldly: "It seems that Miss Xie has something to discuss with me?"

Xie Lingjiang tilted his head slightly: "I have nothing to talk about with you."

Rong Zhen nodded: "Yes, there is nothing to talk about."

Xie Lingjiang raised his chin: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"You know what we're talking about."

"How do I know what you want to talk about?"

"Didn't you come to talk to me first?"

"Okay, let's talk." Rong Zhen nodded high and said in a loud voice.

"Let's talk!" Xie Lingjiang's voice was drawn out and his momentum was not compromised at all.

However, the two people who clearly said they wanted to "talk", after finishing speaking, only looked at each other unblinkingly, but no one opened their mouth to talk.

The air at the entrance of the hall fell into silence again.

At this time, Xie Xue'e stepped forward.

She glanced at Xie Lingjiang, Rong Zhen and others squeezed Ouyang Rong's arm sleeves so tightly that his fingers lost their blood color, and nodded:

"Huanwen, this is the female historian from the palace. What did you say? You must not lose your etiquette."

Saying that, Xie Xue'e raised her hand to cover Xie Lingjiang's clenched pink fist and pulled her hand down.

With one arm freed, Ouyang Rong immediately relaxed and cast a grateful look at his cheap aunt.

It's a pity that Xie Xue'e didn't even look at him. She looked over Ouyang Rong's shoulder, looked at Rong Zhen who was silent and said with a smile:

"Ms. Female Shi, please bear with me. Huanwan has such a competitive temperament. If there is anything serious about her, please don't be surprised. When I talk about her personally, well, etiquette is indispensable. This is the tradition of my Xie family."

After saying that, she took Xie Lingjiang's hand and said sincerely:

"What did Huanwen say so hastily just now? Seriously, Lady Shi is here tonight not for official business, but for private matters? As His Majesty's personal envoy, Lady Shi is here to represent His Majesty's majesty. How can she use a public weapon for private use?"

"And coming here so late must be because of an emergency and I had to come. Otherwise, how could it disturb the Lantern Festival of us people?

"The female historian is definitely not the kind of selfish and rude person who disturbs people's livelihood. Besides, who stipulates that the female historian who has a simple meal and simple meals in the palace and plain clothes cannot wear a new dress during the Lantern Festival? This is not the case.

Tube?

"I can't say, the female historian just changed into a new dress and celebrated the Lantern Festival, but she came here in an emergency. Otherwise, what else could it be? Would the female historian still play such a daughter's petty tricks? Well, next time,

Huanwan, please stop being so impulsive, you don’t have the ability to keep your mouth shut.”

Bu Yao, a noble lady, smiles, is considerate, and gives advice in public.

Xie Lingjiang tightened her pretty face and pouted silently.

Rong Zhen's bare hands, which were originally tightly grasping Ouyang Rong's forearm, loosened their grip and slipped from the cuffs. She silently turned her head and looked straight at Xie Xue'e who was "speaking for her", and her bare hands gradually clenched into fists under her sleeves.

"You are indeed your aunt." The girl in palace clothes suddenly said, staring at her coldly with a pair of clear eyes.

"Ah, is Ms. Shi angry?" Xie Xue'e covered her mouth with her hands in surprise.

But the next moment, Xie Xue'e found that she couldn't move. The pupils of the female history of the Yin Yang family in front of her were as deep and attractive as the abyss, and there was a faint redness in the depths of her eyes.

"You dare!" Xie Ling Jiang Liu's eyebrows were raised, and he took a step forward. His figure flashed in front of his aunt, and a rebuke belonging to a Confucian sage sounded in Xie Xue'e's ears. She suddenly let out a long breath, and suddenly woke up.

The noble lady is well-informed, and of course she knows what she has discovered. Her face showed a hint of anger, "You..."

At this moment, "Okay, E Niang, Huan Huan, please sit down." A solemn and solemn voice came, immediately clearing the tense atmosphere at the door.

Xie Xun spoke. He walked forward, first glanced at his embarrassed disciple, and then turned his eyes to the three women confronting each other. He sighed and said sincerely:

"The same goes for Rong Zhen Nv Shi. You are here as a guest. Please sit down and have some tea. I heard that Lianghan often mentioned you in his letters and said that Rong Zhen Nv Shi helped him a lot in Xunyang City and I am very grateful to you."

Rong Zhen's innocent and beautiful face remained stern and she said nothing. Her only movement was to put her hands behind her back, which were originally hanging down her sleeves. She turned her head and looked at the night view of the garden outside the hall.

Xie Xun turned his head and sighed towards Ouyang Rong:

"Lianghan, Huanwen said in the letter that you were very busy, and I didn't understand it as a teacher. Now I know that there are so many things going on during the Lantern Festival."

"Teacher, it was the students who were neglectful tonight..."

"It's a small thing, it doesn't matter."

Xie Xun interrupted Ouyang Rong's words, stroked his long beard, and continued to speak loudly to Rongzhen:

"Rong Zhennv Shi, let's do this.

"I came to Longcheng in a hurry today and will be leaving in a day or two. I won't be able to stay long.

"But the affairs of the court cannot be delayed. As the chief official, Lianghan has the emperor's mandate, and it is his duty to work hard. We should treat Yourong as such, how can we hold him back?

"How about this? I think what happened at the Xunyang Grottoes is that the real Nv Shi came to invite her alone, and Deputy Supervisor Song was not seen. It must not be too urgent. Liang Han will go with you Nv Shi first to see if it can be solved early, or

See if you can put it away temporarily after processing it.

"Then, how about Rong Zhen's daughter-in-law asking Liang Han to come back early, so that she can drink a bowl of dried dumplings with me, so that our master and apprentice can have a reunion tonight. Well, these dried dumplings are also what Huanwen followed E Niang to the kitchen to learn how to make. Yes, I have been pinching it all afternoon, I and Lianghan still want to take a bite tonight."

Dried balls are similar to the food of Ouyang Rong's glutinous rice balls in his previous life, but in this era, they are also known as "Tang Zhongluo Wan" and "Oil Painting Pearl".

The name of Qianyuan symbolizes the peace and prosperity of the country and the people's expectation of happy reunion in the former Qian Dynasty.

After Rong Zhen listened, he frowned slightly and didn't answer for a while.

"Father, there is no need to be so polite to her... There are also dried balls made for you to eat. If senior brother likes to eat them, let's not make things difficult for him..."

Xie Lingjiang took a step forward, but was stopped by Xie Xun's eyes.

Ouyang Rong nodded immediately:

"No, I just like to eat dried dumplings. I have to eat a bowl with the teacher!"

Then he turned his head and said with a serious face to Rong Zhen:

"Rong Nu Shi, let's go. Go out quickly. After finishing the work, I want to come back to accompany the teacher. I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you very much."

Rong Zhen pursed her pink lips into a thin line, looked at him for a while, said no more, turned around and went out.

Ouyang Rong took the opportunity to step over to Xie Lingjiang, held her hand, and whispered quickly:

"If you like sweet things, little junior sister, prepare some white sugar sand. It tastes best when dipped in dried balls. When I come back, I will teach you how to eat it. By the way, put it away..."

Xie Ling Jiang Xing glanced at his senior brother.

Ouyang Rong quickly took out a small ink stick from his sleeve and stuffed it into Xie Lingjiang's hand.

It is the original ink ingot of a certain little ink spirit.

I just heard the two girls quarreling, one of them was upset, and the little Mo Jing almost died laughing.

But Miaosi was timid after all. The money-poor fairy was outside and didn't dare to be too presumptuous. She just quietly transformed back into her true form.

Ouyang Rongsan smiled and went out, and Pei Shisanniang followed him honestly.

Xie Xue'e stood beside Xie Lingjiang, taking in all the awkward little moves of the two juniors.

Turning her head to look at her brother who was stroking his beard calmly, she suddenly turned her eyes sideways to Wang Caozhi, who had suppressed his blush the whole time, and said calmly:

"You go too, you have a share in the Xunyang Grottoes. Please accompany Lianghan and help our female historian handle the problem."

"Yes Yes."

Wang Caozhi understood instantly.
To be continued...