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Chapter 536: The Buddha’s head is huge, please bear with it (please vote for me!)

"Rong Nu Shi hasn't come on duty yet?"

"Ah."

"Did she go to investigate the case and suddenly got a clue? She even asked me to come here this morning yesterday evening."

"I don't know the humble position."

"Okay, hard work."

Ouyang Rong let go of the familiar female historian who stopped him on the corridor, turned back and walked out of the Overwatch Council.

He stood in front of the steps, hugging his chest and looking up at the sky.

There is no sun this morning and the sky is overcast.

The dead branches and dead trees were swaying, and the rustling west wind blowing from the Xunyang River was like a broom sweeping away the last fallen leaves left in late autumn on the streets.

Rong Zhen rode alone through the streets and headed straight for the Overwatch Council, but when he caught sight of him, he immediately shouted.

However, Ouyang Rongzong... no, he followed his heart.

"Looking at your absence..."

It's best if you don't, because this time it will be considered as a return of the invitation, and there is no need to return the favor.

"Rong...Rong Nu Shi."

"Ouyang Lianghan?"

The shop owner kneaded the dough and asked him with a smile why the cold and pretty young lady who came with him before didn't come.

Ouyang Rong explained very honestly and glanced sideways at the orange sachet tied around her waist.

She turned over and dismounted, blocking Ouyang Rong's way.

"Okay. Remember it."

Especially the buy-one-get-one-free “double yolk egg” offer a few days ago sounded the alarm.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a bandaged palm exposed under his sleeve.

Ouyang Rong said seriously: "I see you didn't come..."

Ouyang Rong:......

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and adjusted the cuff of his right hand.

This female historian still keeps her word.

Anyway, they are all regular customers who often come here to eat. The young man in front of me seems to be well-educated, polite and gentle. As for the female official surnamed Rong, she probably worked in the Supervisory Yuan next door. She was often seen coming in and out. She also had a Jingzhao accent. Although she didn't know her official position, she would not be short of money and default on her debts.

At the gate of the Overwatch Council, Ouyang Rong did not leave immediately. He turned around and walked to a familiar breakfast shop next to him, and ordered a bowl of hot vegetable porridge with two white flour buns.

This morning he was invited over for breakfast by Rong Zhen.

Looking at the sky, it looks like it's going to rain at any time.

He told the shop owner seriously.

In this cold wave since the beginning of winter, there have been two light rains one after another. After a two-day break, today is likely to be the third one.

"Why don't you wait for me?" He asked with a frown.

Rong Zhen turned around and looked at Ouyang Rong.

Rong Zhen turned his head, and his curious eyes fell on the breakfast shop behind him.

I could see that the palm of this hand seemed to have been scratched by a sharp weapon. It was wrapped with several rounds of bandages. A faint hint of red could be seen on the palm of the hand through the white bandage.

So he came prepared and prepared for what might be the Hongmen Banquet this morning.

Before Ouyang Rong could speak, the shop owner greeted him warmly:
"Good morning, Miss Rong. Would you like a bowl of spicy soup? By the way, this young master just finished eating and said he would put it on your account."

Rong Zhen nodded to the shop owner and interrupted Ouyang Rong's words.

"Well, boss, put it on Rong Nushi's account, and she'll pay it later together. Well, she'll pay for this meal as agreed."

Well, it was the meal Rong Zhen said he owed last time.

The latter was stunned for a moment.

Looking back, she said seriously:
"I promised you a treat. I have something important to do today... I didn't treat you well this time. It doesn't count. I will make it up to you next time."

"Oh, okay, young master, please go slowly."

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

After the hot porridge with green vegetables was delivered, Ouyang Rong's right hand, which was bandaging the new wound, was a little inconvenient to hold the bowl, so he could only use his left hand to drink the porridge slowly.

Ouyang Rong nodded, with satisfaction in his eyes, and turned to leave.

Soon, Ouyang Rong sat alone and finished his breakfast quite leisurely. Ouyang Rong stood up.

What does it mean to compete with masters?
As a result, the smile on the happy person's face faded before he took two steps.

Ouyang Rong swallowed back all his words.

Ouyang Rong smiled but didn't answer, sitting upright and waiting for the meal.

He kept smiling: "Okay, okay."

Rong Zhen's eyes suddenly dropped and quickly focused on his right palm.

Ouyang Rong subconsciously hid his hand behind his back.

But she grabbed the cuff and pulled him out.

"What happened to your hand?"

Ouyang Rong looked embarrassed:
"Yesterday I was using a paper knife in the study, and I accidentally tore the paper and scratched it with my hand. Well, it's not convenient to hold the pen anymore, which is a bit annoying."

He complained quietly.

But I didn't expect this female historian to react surprisingly violently:
"You are so old, why are you so careless? Isn't there a maid in the study? Do you still need to do the paper cutting?"

Rong Zhen's pretty face looked very worried, pointing an onion finger at his right palm bandaged like a carrot, and said in a stiff tone:
"Untie it and let me take a look."

Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned, "Huh?"

She grimaced: "I want you to untie it."

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to bow his head honestly, slowly untied the bandage on his palm, and muttered:
"It's really scratched, but you can't lie..."

The girl in palace clothes didn't make a sound.

"Have you checked..."

Ouyang Rong said, raised his head, and was startled. He found her in front of him, leaning forward, lowering his head, with a pair of smoky eyebrows that looked like a frown but not a frown. He carefully observed the injury on his palm...ignoring that he just complained a little bit. Words of dissatisfaction.

"It was cut diagonally with a sharp weapon, and the injury was a bit deep. And why do you feel that you lost a lot of blood? Did you bandage it very late after the injury... Why are you so stupid, even cutting a piece of paper can hurt you..."

While frowning and muttering to himself, Rong Zhen reached into his arms with his little hand, took out something, spread his palm and handed it over.

"This is……"

Ouyang Rong asked curiously.

There was an emerald-green elixir lying in her white palm, with a faint fragrance of vegetation.

"Swallow it. This elixir is prepared in prison and comes from the Louguan Taoist sect. It can quickly heal injuries, replenish qi and blood, and treat both internal and external diseases..."

"Well, actually it only takes a few days to raise it. Isn't swallowing pills too wasteful?"

Ouyang Rong looked embarrassed.

"You are a scholar, and your right hand is important. It cannot affect your future writing."

She said with a surprisingly serious face.

"Okay, I owe you a favor..."

He nodded helplessly.

Rong Zhen didn't answer.

Under her supervisory gaze, Ouyang Rong tied up his long, pale and bloodless right palm with a cloth band again, borrowed a ladle of water from the breakfast shop owner, and swallowed the emerald green elixir.

Rong Zhen did not look away and looked up and down at Ouyang Rong's outfit today.

"Why are you dressed so casually? Where is the official uniform? Isn't it worth it today?"

Ouyang Rong was neatly dressed in a green Confucian shirt, with a snow-white fox-white fur shawl wrapped around his neck for warmth. This Confucian shirt is thickened, with fine stitching, and was made by Ah Qing.

"There is a chrysanthemum poetry gathering at Xunyang Tower in the morning. I will go directly there later."

Rong Zhen nodded gently:

"I see. Okay, you go ahead. I have something to do and I may not be able to accompany you this time. Please help me keep an eye on it to see if there are any clues about the owner of Die Lianhua."

Ouyang Rong said with an unchanged expression:

"Okay, anyway, this time is hosted by the little princess of Xunyang Prince's Mansion. You may not like to contact Xunyang Prince's Mansion, so it would be a good idea not to go.

"By the way, what are you busy with? You just came back in such a hurry. By the way, did you go to the Twin Peaks outside the city last night?"

"Yes...how do you know?"

Under Rong Zhen's suddenly fixed gaze, Ouyang Rong pointed below, at the hem of her palace dress and embroidered shoes, and said:
"It's muddy. Judging from the color of the mud, it should be from the tip of the twin peaks... Don't look at me like that. I used to go to Xunyang Grottoes often. I know what kind of mud my shoes will be stained when I come back from that area on rainy days."

He smiled and continued to ask:
"Why are you going out of town so well?"

Rong Zhen retracted his gaze, exhaled slightly, and just nodded without speaking.

Ouyang Rong looked at her.

Rong Zhen avoided her eyes and looked back at the west city gate where she had just rushed, but hesitated to speak. "Pretend I didn't ask."

Ouyang Rong suddenly said:

"I won't go to the Jiangzhou lobby today. I will only go to the Juhua Poetry Festival in Xunyang City this morning to join in the fun."

Rong Zhen lowered his eyes: "Okay."

Then he said to himself: "It's best not to go... It's best not to go... There's nothing good to go..."

I don't know what she was referring to in particular.

"Ouyang Lianghan, don't go to Xingzifang today. Just have fun in Xunyang Tower. When I have something to do, I will go find you." She warned repeatedly.

"Okay." Ouyang Rong agreed without changing his expression.

Rong Zhen seemed to have remembered something and asked:

"Are you familiar with the Pipa Qing Guan named Qin in Xunyang Tower?"

"Well, I have some friendship with Mr. Qin."

"Okay, I'll introduce you to an interesting senior some other time."

Rong Zhen raised his head again and said, "You can play with yourself. After today's work is over, I will take him to you."

"It's okay, there's no rush."

Ouyang Rong nodded gently.

Seeing nothing happened, he said goodbye and left.

After Rong Zhen watched him leave, he hurriedly entered the Overwatch Council.

Not long after, the female officials leading the entire Overwatch Council went out and rushed to the city gate to greet a certain Buddha head.

……

Ouyang Rong returned to the carriage.

He didn't go to Jiangzhou lobby for duty, so now he is completely late and leaves early.

He looked down at the wound on his right palm.

Then he turned to look in the direction of the west city gate where Rong Zhen was rushing towards.

His face was calm.

He bent down and took out a piano case from below, and stroked it.

The carriage arrived at Jingyiting.

Xie Lingjiang boarded the carriage.

"Big brother."

"Ah."

Say hello.

Xie Lingjiang subconsciously took the piano case and put it on his lap.

The two of them took a car to Xunyang Prince's Mansion together, preparing to meet up with Li Xian's family, and then go to Xunyang Tower to participate in the poetry meeting.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he felt something, and looked down at the wrong weight of the piano case.

"This is……"

With Ouyang Rong's calm expression, she opened the piano case and found a piano lying inside.

No sword.

Ouyang Rong whispered: "You chant poems and I play the piano. I have to find something to do in Xunyang Tower."

"it is good."

After closing the piano case, Xie Lingjiang didn't ask where the sword was.

Ouyang Rong suddenly took out a pill box and handed it to Xie Lingjiang:
"Lu Ya gave it to us. Let us give it to Dalang. You can hand it over privately later."

"To Dalang?"

"Lu Ya said that Dalang drank the red and black talisman water of Master Yuan Lao, and he can use the divine command in times of crisis. This is what he told last time... But when it comes to the safety of the prince, the Shangqing Sect Ancestor Hall discussed it, In order to avoid harming his physical body, it would be better to take this qi-replenishing pill just in case.

"Give this elixir to Dalang and give him some instructions."

"it is good."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly remembered the figures of senior brother and sister Lu Ya he saw at the door of Huang Feihong's house that day, and nodded.

Not long after, the carriage arrived at Prince Xunyang's Mansion.

But at this moment, an unexpected and urgent news suddenly came from the Governor's Mansion.

The head of the Donglin Giant Buddha has arrived and is ready to enter the city.

The governor's office notified King Xunyang to welcome him together.

Everyone was stunned.

In fact, it was already very late when we were about to enter the city, so we were notified of this, but everyone was already used to it.

Lin Cheng and the Governor's Mansion, who hold the statue rights, have already emptied most of the Jiangzhou Hall and Xunyang Prince's Mansion.

"Why are you notifying me now?" Li Dalang was unhappy.

Ouyang Rong lifted the curtain of the carriage and said to the people at the entrance of the palace:

"Your Majesty and the Crown Prince, let's go have a look and go through the motions. Your Highness, the Princess and the Princess, and I will go to the Xunyang Tower and wait for you first."

After exchanging glances, Li Xian and Li Dalang had no choice but to turn around and put on formal clothes and hurried away.

Ouyang Rong turned around:
"Little Junior Sister, you should also go with me to protect the safety of the Prince and the Crown Prince."

"Okay." She asked again, "Isn't Senior Brother going?"

Ouyang Rong smiled and shook his head, patting the piano case lightly with his palm.

"it is good."

Xie Lingjiang jumped off the carriage and didn't bother to change her clothes. She wore the carefully dressed lady's dress she wore today and went to the west city gate.

At the gate of the palace, Li Guo'er was dressed in a rich dress, her face covered with a hazy and delicate purple gauze. She looked sideways at Ouyang Rong's expression the whole time.

Very peaceful.

I couldn't tell whether he was calm and collected or not surprised.

……

When Li Xian, Xie Lingjiang and others arrived at the west gate belatedly, the city was already full of people.

Rong Zhen, Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng, and Wang Lengran are already at the top of the city.

Pei Shisanniang, Shen Bingqiang and other merchants who assisted in the demolition of Xingzifang are also there.

Looking up and down the city, there are people from the Governor's Office and female officials from the Supervisory Yuan.

However, a certain old woman with white eyes and an old musician were nowhere to be seen last night.

The eight hundred elite soldiers of Zhechong Mansion in Guanzhong who had escorted the Giant Buddha all the way have taken over the city defense and are on strict alert.

Chen You and Yan Liulang, who were in charge of the defense of the west city gate, joined the army and could only temporarily step aside to assist them in name.

Li Xian and Li Dalang arrived not too late.

Later, Yuan Huaimin also hurried over, wiping his sweat while looking at this grand and solemn scene with some confusion.

Apparently he had just been notified.

Good guy, there are some things now that I really didn’t notify Jiangzhou lobby at all.

Prince Xunyang and his son looked at each other, their faces became serious, and they climbed onto the city wall with Yuan Huaimin to join them.

Wei Shaoqi glanced back, especially at Li Dalang, and snorted coldly.

Lin Cheng and Wang Lengran had no time to turn around and exchange greetings with Prince Xunyang and his son, which seemed a bit rude, but no one could care about it at the moment.

The Buddha head and the Buddha statue can be combined today and completely completed!

Wei Shaoqi and Wang Lengran both had fiery eyes.

Lin Cheng's face was a little calmer. At the top of the city, he glanced at the sky around him from time to time.

On the official road outside the city, a giant Buddha covered by fireproof linoleum was slowly transported by a carriage and slowly entered the bridge hole below.

Everyone watched silently.

But the next second, the Buddha-headed motorcade stopped. After waiting for a while, it still didn't move.

Lin Cheng frowned, and Wang Lengran asked impatiently:
"What's going on? Why aren't you moving?"

Everyone saw a captain with a Chinese character face running out from the bridge hole below the city tower, clasping his fists and saying a few words to Chen Canjun and Yan Canjun.

Chen and Yan stretched out their heads to look at the lower bridge. Chen You ran up the stairs and clasped his fists in front of everyone, with a confused look on his face:

"I'm telling you, Your Majesty, the Buddha's head is very big. This bridge hole looks big, but the tunnel inside is a little narrow. It just got stuck a little. You may need to wait a moment to remove some wooden pillars and beams..."

Lin Cheng's expression was startled.

Everyone on the tower also looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)