Guqin becomes a beauty

"Just left, Master."

"Strange, why didn't you say a word." Rong Zun muttered.

"I seemed quite angry when I left." Zhong Zhong added with a lollipop in his mouth.

"Young man." Rong Zun curled his lips, unable to figure out why he was angry, and simply ignored him, "Forget it, it's getting late, everyone, wash up and go to sleep."

"My lord! Jiao Wei is like this, can you... help him too?" Seeing that he was about to leave, Hao Zhong hurriedly said.

"help?"

"Hmm! It's like helping me fulfill my master's wish, going back to the past, as long as I fish out that piece of wood from Jiaowei before it is thrown into the firewood, isn't that all right?"

Jiao Wei's eyes also gradually enlarged, and he looked at Rong Zun in surprise, "Really, is it really okay? My lord?!"

Rong Zun looked at Jiao Wei silently. The scar on the young man's left face was a little obvious, but it was not ugly to him. He asked seriously: "Do you really want to change all this? Maybe there is no such scar, You are no longer Jiaowei."

"Think!" Jiao Wei said urgently, "As long as I can get rid of this scar, I will do whatever I want!"

"Okay then, we can try it." Rong Zun replied.As long as it is someone else's decision, he will not say anything more.

"That's great, my lord!" Lian Haozhong was also happy for Jiao Wei, and asked impatiently, "Then when are you going to go?"

Cheng Lian on the side spoke first with a dark face, "Wait for two more days, don't worry!" Then he said earnestly to Rong Zun, "Master, the time when the bell sounded last time was closer to me, so I'm more or less familiar with it; this time It’s the Eastern Han Dynasty, so it takes some effort to prepare the materials, why don’t you take me with you?”

"No." Rong Zun directly refused, "It's not about going on an outing, and there is still a broken piano at home that needs to be taken care of. I don't worry if you are not here."

Cheng Lian couldn't persuade him, so he had to say: "Then give me more time to look up the information, and then set off when everything is ready."

"Okay."

……

Three days later, Cheng Lian searched through history books and local chronicles, and finally sorted out a thick notebook.Just when Jiao Wei was excitedly preparing to leave, Rong Zun suddenly received the news that the Ministry of National Heritage was going to hold a meeting, and Xiao Xu drove to pick him up in person.

As soon as they met, Rong Zun asked suspiciously: "A meeting? What kind of meeting?"

"It's about the topic of the Guqin Cultural Exchange Conference next month. You were supposed to speak, but the minister said he would host it himself, so you just sit there and listen."

"Oh." Rong Zun nodded, and according to Xiao Xu's instructions, he changed into a three-piece suit. Once he took care of himself, he looked like a social elite.

Lu Qi and Hao Zhong looked around Rong Zun, and curiously reached out to touch the tie around his neck.Jiao Wei also wanted to come and see, but was afraid of seeing Xiao Xu, so he hid timidly under the door curtain, while Cheng Lian was comforting him.

"Master Rong, shall we go?"

"Ah."

After the two got into the car, Jiao Wei ran out of the house and looked at the entrance of the alley reluctantly.

"My lord is so pretty." He murmured softly.

The bell on the side nodded in agreement, and smiled again: "If you can see the real face of your lord when you go back, then you will know what it means to be truly beautiful." Then he looked at Jiao Wei with some worry, "Don't be scared when the time comes. You fainted again...but maybe you can get rid of the bad habit of not looking at beauties if you look at your face more."

Jiao Wei opened his eyes wide, with a look of bewilderment.

Xiao Xu took Rong Zun to the minister's office on the 23rd floor of the Ministry of National Heritage, knocked on the door and sent him in.

Ling Xingwei was reviewing official documents, looked up at him, and said a word, "Sit."

Rong Zun obediently sat down on the sofa, and seeing that Ling Xingwei didn't pay any attention to him, he looked around and looked around the office by himself.

The office is very large and the decoration is very simple, but there are many green plants. It can't be seen that this cold minister still has this kind of leisure.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Are we in a meeting now? But Xiao Xu said that there will be many people, and you are not talking."

Ling Xing didn't put down the document, and looked at him with dark eyes, "Not now, I will be in the conference room for a while, you go with me."

"I can go by myself."

"Are you sure? There should be a lot of people sitting inside now. You need to introduce who you are to them and exchange pleasantries."

Rong Zun thought of the feast of heaven once every ten years, the gods came from all over the world, and they were colder than each other on weekdays, but that day they seemed to have endless things to say, and they forgot everything when they drank too much. My own peacock goddess... Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder, and asked worriedly: "Will there be women when you have a meeting?"

Ling Xing's eyebrows were raised high, and he squinted at him, "Do you still want a woman?"

"No." Rong Zun frowned, "Women are more troublesome, when you are pestering you, you don't want to walk away rudely."

Ling Xing didn't understand what he meant, and hooked his lips, "It's okay, women nowadays are very independent, and no one will pester you. If someone expresses affection for you, you can directly say it clearly, they are very understanding , you don’t look at them with ancient ideas, it’s not right.”

"That's great." Rong Zun suddenly realized, and nodded affirmatively, "Very good."

Ling Xing didn't ignore him anymore, bowed his head and continued approving documents.

After a while, he felt a familiar fragrance lingering behind him again, raised his head, and saw Rong Zun turned to the bookcase at some point, his slightly raised chin and neck formed a beautiful arc, from this angle, the long The long eyelashes were thick and curled up, and suddenly they slanted towards him again, and when they felt that they were being watched, they gradually curled up.

"Excuse me, did I disturb you?"

Ling Xingwei's Adam's apple slipped, and his eyelids lowered, "No."

"You have a really large collection of books, but now the number of characters and strokes has decreased, so it is a bit difficult to recognize."

"I'll teach you." Ling Xing blurted out without thinking.

Rong Zun smiled, "No, I can guess most of them. If it doesn't work, just ask Cheng Lian. He has attended your training class, and I heard he is an excellent graduate."

"He can't." Ling Xingwei raised the corners of his mouth, "In just six months, what can he learn? Don't be ashamed if you want to teach someone who doesn't understand." He put on a straight face, "173 ########, my mobile phone number, if you don’t know it in the future, just take a photo and ask me.”

Rong Zun didn't say anything, Ling Xingwei turned his head and stared at him closely, "Do you remember?"

"I remember." Rong Zun flashed helplessness, "But I don't have your cell phone."

Ling Xing didn't pause, and said in an unnatural tone, "Got it, I'll buy it for you after the meeting."

"No, I don't need it."

"You are now a civil servant of the country. It is the most basic professional quality to turn on your mobile phone 24 hours a day. You can't even receive a notification. Do you want me to ask Xiao Xu to pick you up every time? What if you are not here?"

"That's right." Rong Zun nodded, "I'm going on a business trip after the meeting, and it's not good if Xiao Xu has to rush for something, so I'll trouble you to accompany me to buy a mobile phone."

"Business trip?" Ling Xingwei grasped the point at once, frowned and said in a bad tone, "Where are you going again?"

"Eastern Han Dynasty. Xiao Jiaowei wants to become beautiful, let's go and try."

Ling Xingwei looked at him a little weakly, and only felt that he should keep this person by his side at all times, otherwise he would disappear if he didn't pay attention—it was too worrying.

He sighed, and said patiently: "Don't leave after the meeting, go buy a mobile phone first, and then I will go to Donghan with you."

"Why are you going?"

"Routine business! Space-time inspection! Where are there so many problems!"

"……Oh."

Ling Xing didn't stand up, and looked at his watch with a stern face, "It's time, follow me."

Rong Zun followed him to the meeting room, opened the door, and the long oval table inside was almost full of people. Seeing them coming in, the chatting stopped suddenly, and they all sat up straight and looked at each other.

Ling Xingwei's expression was serious, and he reached out his hand to point out an empty seat at the end for Rong Zun, and then walked towards the main seat directly in front of him.

Xiao Xu half stood up and waved at him. When Rong Zun walked over, he felt many eyes were on him.

"Rong...Director, here." Xiao Xu called him in a low voice and asked him to sit in front of her.

Seeing that Xiao Xu couldn't squeeze into the round table, Rong Zun could only move a chair to sit behind him, so he moved his chair to the side, first apologized to the beautiful woman next to him, and then said to him: "Come and sit here, you can squeeze in."

Xiao Xu hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No need, Director Rong can just sit down." He lowered his voice and explained to him: "The people sitting at the table are all cadres above the department level, and I am now your assistant. , can’t sit there.”

Rong Zun half-understood, his deer eyes blinked slightly.

"Pfft." The beautiful woman who was squeezed by him couldn't help laughing, and turned to look at him, "You are the new Director Rong, right? I'm Jiang Qing from the handicraft department next door, please give me more advice in the future." .”

"handicraft?"

"Yes, such as paper-cutting, sculpture, we specialize in protecting such artistic heritage."

"Paper cutting? Girl, do you know how to cut paper? Our house used to put up window grilles during the Chinese New Year, but I couldn't cut them well." Rong Zun smiled, and his somewhat dull face suddenly became lively, and more eyes " Swish" to concentrate.

Jiang Qing lost her mind for a moment, felt a little embarrassed by her gaffe, and coughed like a cover-up, "I don't know how to cut paper...but our department has been in touch with many masters of paper-cut art all year round. If Director Rong likes it, we can celebrate the new year I'll ask for a set for you. By the way, let's leave a phone number? Mine is 153########, let me tell you quietly, Minister Ling is good at cutting window grilles, those old artists of the Paper Cutting Association I asked the minister to join the association several times, but the minister refused..."

"Really? My..."

"It's a meeting! The people below don't talk anymore." Ling Xingwei's deep voice suddenly sounded, and Jiang Qing, who was frightened, immediately sat upright and said nothing. Rong Zun looked forward and met his angry eyes.Rong Zun smiled at him, then lowered his head and said the last sentence to Jiang Qingwen, "I remember your number, I will tell you mine when I have a mobile phone."

Jiang Qing's face turned red instantly.Minister Ling's eyes wanted to kill.

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Ling Xingwei: "Continue to be irritable."