Glory to the ancestors

Seeing that Yang Jin was depressed on the way back, Rong Zhen said, "It's not that you want to see what a corrupt official is like, why aren't you happy to see it?"

"You knew it clearly," Yang Jin's voice was muffled, and she was still a little angry about what happened just now, "You knew it clearly."

"That's right," Rong Zhen looked at him and heaved a long sigh. He felt that Yang Jin should see the current situation clearly, "This is just a county prefect, and his family is richer than yours. There are more than 20 people in the whole country. There are hundreds of counties in the state capital, and there are many more people like this."

Yang Jin clenched her fists silently, feeling a little resentful in her heart, "This kind of person doesn't care about the life and death of the people, and only cares about fame and fortune. How did he get into the exam?"

"Who said they got the honors?" Rong Zhen smiled lightly, "They have a lot of ways to get what they want, this is the reality."

"You mean, only such people can gain a foothold in the court?"

"No," Rong Zhen suddenly looked at Yang Jin seriously, "There are also straight officials like you and your father, you have integrity and principles, you are the backbone of the court, as long as you have you, the court will be able to stand, These corrupt officials can be punished one by one.”

Yang Jin looked into Rong Zhen's eyes, which contained unlimited expectations for himself. He never thought that Rong Zhen would think so highly of himself, "Rong Zhen...you..."

"As long as I have you, I can live a more relaxed life for an idle minister like me who doesn't care about anything." Rong Zhen changed the subject, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus on the side, and the sweet-scented osmanthus also laughed because of his words. .

Yang Jin snorted, buried the throbbing with Rongzhen just now in her heart, and turned her head, "Shall we just leave now?"

"Why, haven't you eaten enough?"

"I really am," Yang Jin was so annoyed by Rong Zhen's joking attitude, she deliberately sat in the corner farthest from Rong Zhen, holding a small blanket and sulking.

After a while, Osmanthus osmanthus lifted the curtain, looked outside, and thought it was time to change Yang Jin's dressing, so she moved to Yang Jin's side and removed the gauze for him.

"Look at how proud he is," Yang Jin winked at the sweet-scented osmanthus, and kept saying bad things about Rong Zhen.

Osmanthus osmanthus was helping Yang Jin rub the medicine while laughing, but he liked Yang Jin and Rong Zhen's fighting spirit, and he couldn't help laughing.

Rong Zhen finally couldn't listen anymore, raised his eyes, and met Yang Jin's gaze, he glanced at Yang Jin, "What do you think I am doing?"

"Oh," Yang Jin pouted, "Duke Rong is amazing, you can't even look at him."

Rong Zhen was helpless, and he didn't know who his temper was following. "Okay, you can see enough."

After that, he looked back at his book.

Yang Jin also felt that this was boring, so she changed the subject with Osmanthus, "Osmanthus, do you think you will be as tall as me in a few years?"

Osmanthus osmanthus changed the medicine for Yang Jin, knelt down in front of him, raised her head and thought about it, then shook her head and said in sign language, "Maybe."

"Hey, then do you want to be a high-ranking official? Your master can be patient. He has connections to any official you want." Yang Jin deliberately said these words to Rong Zhen, naively thinking that this would make Rong Zhen angry Come.

Osmanthus osmanthus thought for a while, and gestured, "I think I'm very happy staying in Rongguo Mansion."

In fact, Rong Zhen kept looking at the two of them with his eyes, and when he saw Osmanthus osmanthus' answer, he couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Seeing that her plan hadn't succeeded, Yang Jin was even more irritable when she got Rong Zhen back [-]%, and ordered Rong Zhen, "Find me a book!"

Rong Zhen had long been used to his waywardness, so he picked a book from the small bookcase beside him and threw it beside Yang Jin, "Haven't you read this book?"

"Well," Yang Jin glanced at the title of the book, and reluctantly agreed, which definitely didn't mean reconciliation with Rongzhen.

Seeing the two of them like this again, Osmanthus yawned and moved to the space between them, preparing to take a nap.

Yang Jin wanted to cover the sweet-scented osmanthus with her own blanket, but he couldn't handle it with one hand, so he tucked it left and stretched it right, but he couldn't cover it well.

Rong Zhen couldn't see it, and finally gave his hand.

Yang Jin looked at him, compromised, bit her lip, and forced out a sentence, "It's not convenient for me to read."

"Come here," Rong Zhen waved to him.

Yang Jin put the book under her armpit, bent her waist, crawled to Rong Zhen's side, sat down and put the book down.

Rong Zhen helped him open the pages of the book, "Is that okay?"

Yang Jin nodded, took a peek at Rong Zhen's profile, and turned his attention to the book again.

Rong Zhen read at the same speed as him, and tacitly did not ask Yang Jin. After reading a page by himself, he turned the page for Yang Jin.

Yang Jin enjoyed it with peace of mind, and didn't want to move her uninjured hand. She scratched back and forth on the small blanket covered with sweet-scented osmanthus, rubbing the raised fluff on it.

This carriage is like a space isolated from the world, the years are quiet inside, but the outside is full of bloody storms.

Ever since Rong Zhen was assassinated, Yun Cang no longer hid, and rode outside the carriage, watching the surrounding movements all the time.

He heard from the person who sent the letter that it was quite rare for Chuxi to lose his temper.

This only hurt Yang Jin. If this knife were to be slashed at Rong Zhen, Chu Xi would have to make them collectively die for atonement.

Yun Cang has been with Rong Zhen for many years. He was trained by Rong Guogong to protect the young master since he was a child, but he is not as lucky as the osmanthus.

But he is much more useful than sweet-scented osmanthus, Rong Zhen ordered him to train the current elite team to protect himself.

Rong Zhen is very aware of his situation, he is the last hope of the Rong family, and will not let his negligence break the root of the Rong family.

Yun Cang took a breath, stopped thinking wildly, and looked around. If he felt right, at least a dozen people were following their cavalry right now, and they would strike without knowing what to do.

Not only he knew about this, Rong Zhen also knew about it.

It's just that Rong Zhen gave him the order that no matter what the situation, he must first protect Osmanthus osmanthus and Yang Jin.

And if he is in danger himself, it depends on the situation first.

Yun Cang scratched his earlobe, and their own people who were ambushing around the horse team started to move.

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