Chapter 257: Two hundred sixty-six, He knows how to flirt

Two hundred sixty-six, He knows how to flirt

"Ru Shixiong!"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang hurried into the room and immediately saw the slender figure of Magistrate Ouyang Rong walking out of the inner room holding a book. Her small face was pleasantly surprised.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong smiled and said: "What's the rush, why are you still so reckless."

"Ru Shixiong, you... are you okay?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong glanced at the fine beads of sweat on Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's fair forehead, walked to the table, and poured a cup of cold tea.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang bit her lip and circled around the calm youth pouring tea twice, looking him up and down.

The short-haired youth who hadn't seen the sun in bed for many days was much fairer and thinner, with the temperament of a sickly beautiful man, but his eyes were bright and energetic.

His spirit was excellent, and he had already recovered.

"Don't look, except for a sore waist, there's nothing wrong."

"Waist... sore waist?" Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but chew on the words.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded:

"I fell, bruised my waist, which is normal. But speaking of which, Master Venerable Shan Dao's medical skills are indeed superb, worthy of the name of Divine Physician."

He looked around and sighed.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang was stunned. Looking at Magistrate Ouyang Rong's calm expression, she realized something.

"He is indeed a Divine Physician." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang whispered.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong handed the tea to Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang and asked curiously:

"Why is Xiao Shimei looking at me with that look? There are no wounds on me, and don't you know my condition? Haven't you been by the bed these days?

"Also, where did you go this morning? Why didn't I see anyone when I woke up? How did you know I was awake when you just came back?"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang hurriedly took the teacup, lowered her head, sipped it silently, and answered only one question in a low voice:

"It was the Divine Physician who said... Ru Shixiong would wake up today."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded and sighed: "Master Venerable Shan Dao is so amazing. I used to speak loudly to him. It seems I have to address him respectfully from now on."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang held the teacup nervously, unable to help but look at the Ru Shixiong who was brain-storming.

In fact, these days, she had been kept out of the room by that eccentric old Daoist in the crane-feather cloak and was not allowed to visit the Ru Shixiong at will.

And it wasn't just her; her father Chenjun Xie Xun, Senior Chongxuzi, and the Li Su Xian family were all treated the same way.

The old Daoist in the crane-feather cloak refused all visitors, and only the clear girl was allowed to stay in the room in Sanhui Courtyard.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang was like an ant on a hot pan outside, turning around in circles, tossing and turning at night.

She even regretted easily giving up the Ru Shixiong's sickbed. What if this old Daoist in the crane-feather cloak was just bluffing? It would have been better to try Senior Chongxuzi's secondary plan.

It wasn't until this morning that the Second Senior Sister of the clear girl, who had been stalling her and her father, suddenly left. Before leaving, she notified her that he had woken up, and Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang felt relieved, rushing over without stopping for a moment.

At this moment, seeing Magistrate Ouyang Rong alive and kicking, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt that everything was worth it. The anxiety and torment of these days were all worth it, even if... she had lost to that clear girl again in the matter of "asking the Divine Physician to save someone."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang felt both grateful and bitter in her heart, and her emotions toward that clear girl became complicated for a time.

By the way, there was also... her strange act of leaving voluntarily.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang wanted to speak but stopped: "Ru Shixiong..."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "When you entered the courtyard just now, did you notice any movement in the room?"

"Movement?" Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang looked around curiously, "No, what movement are you talking about, Ru Shixiong? Aren't you in the room?"

"Nothing."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong shook his head nonchalantly.

He had been viewing the sword in the room just now. By logic, the spiritual energy fluctuations shouldn't have been small. When Xiao Shimei suddenly broke in, Magistrate Ouyang Rong was also nervous for a moment, hurriedly putting away "Craftsman".

By logic, Xiao Shimei, a Grade 7 qi cultivator, should have been able to detect the corresponding movement, especially the surging spiritual energy fluctuations of the tripod sword.

Before asking, Magistrate Ouyang Rong thought Xiao Shimei had judged he was awake based on the tripod sword's fluctuations.

The spiritual energy fluctuations were negligible... Could it be that this was also a magical power of "Craftsman"?

He looked down at his palm and the Buddhist scripture containing "Craftsman" in his arms.

His eyes were thoughtful.

After a while.

"That, hold this for me."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong stuffed the Buddhist scripture into Xiao Shimei's arms and left a sentence, turning to walk out of the room.

The Ru Shixiong's words and actions were often so unpredictable. Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang had long been used to it and couldn't guess him.

She didn't ask much at the moment. Seeing him leave, she followed closely.

"Ru Shixiong, where are we going?"

"Down the mountain."

"Oh, but Ru Shixiong, your hair, hair, you haven't tied it up yet." She reminded.

The short-haired youth walking in front suddenly stopped. The little follower-like girl holding the book was following with her head down, and as a result, she couldn't brake in time.

With an "oops," Xiao Shimei bumped into Ru Shixiong's arms.

Her first reaction was not to blame someone for braking, but to be flustered and blame herself, her cheeks instantly flushing red.

However, fortunately, the arm holding the book in front of her chest blocked it, otherwise she would have really been too embarrassed to face anyone.

"Uh, sorry."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong didn't seem to think much, his face calm. He reached out and took off the male cap from the Xiao Shimei who was dressed as a man, and covered his short hair with it.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was not polite at all.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's eyes were stunned.

At this moment, Magistrate Ouyang Rong was taller, and Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang was shorter, so one looked down and one looked up, creating a scene of staring at each other.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong suddenly raised his hand and wiped the sweat from Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's forehead with his sleeve.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's body instantly stiffened, not daring to breathe.

After wiping her sweat meticulously, Magistrate Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand and turned to continue out of the door, as if it were a compulsive act.

"Why are you stunned? Walk, why are you more reckless than before? You don't even know how to wipe your sweat. By the way, lend me the hat, you've tied your hair anyway."

"Oh, okay, fine."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang followed with a tense face, answering mechanically, walking out of Sanhui Courtyard one after the other. She glanced sideways at the Ru Shixiong's side profile in front.

His expression was normal, striding forward.

"Going down the mountain now, Ru Shixiong, don't you want to eat something?"

"No, I've been unconscious for so long, there are a pile of things on the mountain that need to be handled."

"That's true, my father is also waiting for us down the mountain. Ru Shixiong is awake, Father will definitely be happy."

"Teacher is also here."

"Hmm, Father is very concerned about Ru Shixiong."

"Then, let's go see Teacher first." Magistrate Ouyang Rong hesitated and sighed:

"But during the days I was unconscious, tell me in detail about what happened in Longcheng on the way."

"Yes, Ru Shixiong."

"Also... these days, you've worked hard."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's nose instantly turned sour.

After going down the mountain, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang held the Buddhist scripture and told him about the recent Longcheng affairs in detail, and Magistrate Ouyang Rong listened silently all the way.

However, occasionally, Xiao Shimei asked him about the "sore waist," seemingly very interested in this. Magistrate Ouyang Rong was stunned, but answered a few words casually, telling the truth.

The little girl bit her lip and frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong didn't have much time to guess a woman's mind. At the moment, there were more important things to handle.

The Ru Shixiong and Xiao Shimei arrived at Lu Ming Street from Mount Mount Dagu when it was almost noon.

In the plum blossom courtyard of Meilu Garden, Magistrate Ouyang Rong saw his mentor Chenjun Xie Xun.

Master and apprentice, shaking hands and exchanging greetings.

Looking at the teacher with slightly white temples who had hurried to Longcheng to visit him, Magistrate Ouyang Rong was moved in his heart.

"Has Teacher eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Chenjun Xie Xun smiled: "I've been eating in the Su Fu next door these days. Why don't we go over now..."

"No need for now." Magistrate Ouyang Rong suddenly interrupted: "Let's eat here. It's embarrassing to disturb others. The student's cooking is okay, Teacher and Xiao Shimei can taste it later."

There were almost no servants in Meilu Garden at the moment, only a few old gatekeepers. Magistrate Ouyang Rong didn't say a word, walked to the back kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and cooked himself.

Chenjun Xie Xun couldn't help but look at the decisive back of the recovered youth.

Master and apprentice met, surprisingly tacit, without talking deeply immediately.

No probing, no defense.

This was not politeness and defense, but too unpolite and too close.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang had sweated a lot on the way back, and the fragrant sweat soaked her thin shirt. She returned to Yilan Pavilion in Su Fu to bathe and scent herself immediately.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong felt his cooking was okay. When he lived outside in his previous life, he had practiced it.

Especially before, when he went to investigate the water conditions of the Butterfly Creek upstream and downstream with Liu Ashan and the others, he often cooked in the wild, so he learned it.

Ashan's cooking was quite good, comparable to his sister's.

During the cooking, Magistrate Ouyang Rong's face was slightly blank.

At a certain moment, he suddenly looked back, staring at the empty kitchen behind him.

The wooden figure who often followed him like a transparent person was no longer there.

At the moment, Saving Aqing and Mother Liu were not in Meilu Garden either. Hearing Xiao Shimei say, they had moved back to their home on the outskirts of the city to handle Ashan's funeral, and his unconsciousness for many days also missed the main funeral...

Magistrate Ouyang Rong turned his head, threw firewood into the stove, "crackling," his eyes staring silently at the jumping flames in the stove.

After a while, he rubbed his face several times, temporarily restraining his emotions.

Just after adjusting his expression, the movement of Xiao Shimei came from the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Chenjun Xie Xun, who was bowing his head in thought, also looked up.

"Wanwan, you..."

Seeing the figure of his daughter walking into the courtyard from the plum blossom path, he was also stunned.

Chenjun Xie Xun couldn't help but ask: "Why is your hair so disheveled, not tied up, hey, why are you wearing a skirt for the first time..."

Speaking to the end, as if thinking of something, the middle-aged Confucian scholar stopped, looking sideways at his own daughter.

"Hair is wet, hasn't dried yet." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang answered in a low voice.

After bathing and scenting, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang dismissed the maids, dressed up, and immediately held a Buddhist scripture, returning to the Ru Shixiong's courtyard.

"Where is Ru Shixiong?" Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang looked around and asked curiously: "Is he cooking in the kitchen?"

Chenjun Xie Xun nodded while stroking his beard.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang walked over immediately: "Daughter will go help."

"Wanwan, you can cook?" Chenjun Xie Xun was curious.

Being glared at by his precious daughter, the old father hurriedly closed his mouth and nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, one should look at a scholar with new eyes after three days, let me taste Wanwan's craft too."

However, watching his daughter with wet hair and white skirt walking into the kitchen with her head held high, he laughed dumbly.

What are you going in to help with, helping to make a mess?

Chenjun Xie Xun held his forehead and shook his head, a bit of a headache.

Inside the kitchen.

"Ru Shixiong, let me wash the rice!"

As soon as Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang entered the kitchen, she said seriously, taking the initiative to help.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong wiped his hands and turned to ask: "You can do this too?"

"Underestimated me, learned it long ago." She tightened her face.

"Okay." Magistrate Ouyang Rong gave up the stove position.

The Chenjun Xie family girl had just bathed, and her skin on her face and neck was as white as snow, clean and beautiful, not stained with dust.

She was wearing a moon-white long skirt, with a beautiful waist, like a fairy descending to earth.

A head of black, shiny long hair was scattered on her shoulders, compared to the heroic spirit of tying her hair and wearing a crown in the past, she had a few more fairy-like qualities at the moment.

At this moment, Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang walked past Magistrate Ouyang Rong, and a few wisps of floral fragrance drilled into his nose.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong turned his head and saw Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's serious look holding the book, unable to help but laugh:

"Why are you still holding a Buddhist scripture?"

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang wrinkled her nose: "Isn't it what Ru Shixiong asked me to hold?"

"When you come back, just put it on my study desk. Forget it, you're really stupid. Also, aren't you curious why I brought a Buddhist scripture back?"

"Hmm, why?" She tilted her head.

"There is a flower inside, sent by the Buddha," Magistrate Ouyang Rong said seriously: "Asked me to give it to you, to wear on your head."

He glanced at her wet long hair.

"Hey." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's expression was half-believing.

"Don't believe it? Then close your eyes." He sighed.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang rolled her eyes, "Only children believe it, not closing, old-fashioned."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded, took a thin red rope from his sleeve, and threw it behind Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang turned back vigilantly, but found that the thrown red rope had disappeared.

She looked around the ground, full of doubts: "Where is the rope?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong smiled and said: "Isn't it on your head."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang turned her head instantly, lifted the black hair on her shoulder to look, and a beautiful hairpin was lying quietly on her green hair.

This hairpin had a novel shape, composed of a light blue glass piece in the shape of an iris petal and a red rope, and the glass hairpin was beautiful.

Her small face was full of surprise, "This, this is..."

The legendary tripod sword was casually thrown to her by the Ru Shixiong, temporarily acting as a hairpin to tie up her green hair.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong said seriously: "Throw the Buddhist scripture away, the flower is for the beauty, the Buddha is useless."

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang grabbed the glass red rope hairpin hanging on her hair and used it to tie up her black hair. She looked down at her reflection in the water tank and her green hair, feeling her cheeks hot, her face red and her voice soft:

"Ru Shixiong, you... you seem to have changed, changed differently."

"Indeed changed differently."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong nodded. When he controlled the tripod sword, Xiao Shimei couldn't detect the spiritual energy fluctuations on him, and didn't notice even when the tripod sword left the Buddhist scripture in his arms.

Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang's heart was sweet, and she asked with a trembling voice: "Is it true?"

Magistrate Ouyang Rong was very certain: "Really, so you discovered it too? I've become stronger, and the Xiao Shimei can't even see my shadow when I strike."

"..." Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong suppressed the corner of his mouth, pretending not to see the Xiao Shimei puffing her cheeks and humming angrily. He kept a serious face and turned to continue cooking.

After a while, the meal was ready.

Magistrate Ouyang Rong and Chenjun Xie Chenjun Xie Lingjiang sat in the courtyard, having lunch together.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 258 =====