Chapter 422: 186. Innate Yin-Yang Holy Body?

186. Innate Yin-Yang Holy Body?

186. Innate Yin-Yang Holy Body

"Is Lady Historiographer an Innate Yin-Yang Holy Body?"

"What Innate Yin-Yang Holy Body, what kind of thing is that?"

"Nothing, just asking curiously." Ouyang Rong sighed: "Lady Historiographer is worthy of being a genius of the Yin-Yang School."

"That is indeed true, and I am too lazy to be humble with you."

Rong Zhen walked in the side corridor where the sun shone through, slightly raising her head, like a white swan with a slender neck, in front of the person leading the way, her tone was somewhat indifferent:

"The Great Sima asserted publicly very early that I would enter Grade 6 at the age of fifteen, and could enter upper-grade at the age of twenty."

"Already Grade 6, then at the age of twenty... isn't that just around twenty-four? How old is Lady Historiographer now? Should be not many years left."

She turned suddenly: "Why do you want to ask so much?"

"Wasn't it you who mentioned it first."

"But I didn't let you ask." Rong Zhen lowered her eyelids.

"Do you want to know about my private affairs so much?" She asked again.

"No, no, just asking casually, no malicious intent to pry into privacy, don't mind."

"Forget it if you ask casually." Rong Zhen turned her face away, looking at the scenery outside the corridor, cold voice: "Lead your way well."

"Alright. Lady Historiographer, walk this way, uh, why are you walking in front of me? I am the one leading the way..."

Ouyang Rong responded with his mouth, occasionally looking back at the direction of the main hall behind him.

He didn't lie; he really just asked casually following Rong Zhen's topic, but didn't expect her attitude to be so bad, directly killing the conversation.

Ouyang Rong was leading Rong Zhen, whose words were as cold and thorny as a white rose, toward the back door stable.

Maybe it was because she saw Ouyang Rong's honest and sincere attitude of leading the way personally, or maybe it was because she caught a glimpse of his small action of opening the oil paper bag and eating the pancake while walking.

The expression of the cold, palace-robed young woman who bought an extra pancake today softened slightly, but her tone was still stiff:

"Ouyang Lianghan, if it disturbed your busy work, you can say it directly. No need to accompany me with patience, taking care of politeness but delaying official business, which is not good for anyone. I am very easy to talk to, not an unreasonable person."

The easy-to-talk-to her raised her lowered eyelids slightly and said again:

"Hmm, you can take the pancake back to the main hall to eat. I will say something at the door and leave."

"No, no busy, just happened to go out, hahaha, preparing to go to the Official Department to handle something, not urgent, you say your business first, I will just eat a piece of pancake to fill my stomach. I forgot to eat when I went out this morning, nagged by Aunt."

"But you keep looking back, what are you looking at?"

"Looking at the road."

"The road is behind?"

"Isn't this afraid of going the wrong way? This is called looking forward and backward."

"Isn't this a derogatory term?"

"When you really walk, that's an advantage. Unlike doing things, walking must look forward and backward so you won't get lost."

"Oh, is that so."

After a pause, she said softly:

"Still thought you felt that I came to find you every day, and felt ashamed to be called by my full name in front of subordinates, so you came out to block and send me away."

"Lady Historiographer thinks too much. A name is just for calling. You can call my name directly, anyway, it represents not being a stranger, and treating me as one of your own."

"Then you call me, isn't it still the respectful title of Lady Historiographer."

Ouyang Rong was embarrassed. Even high emotional intelligence couldn't catch this low emotional intelligence blow.

"Uh, then in the future... I will just call you Rong Zhen in private?"

"As you wish."

Rong Zhen didn't commit to this and walked in the very front with her sleeves tucked.

Ouyang Rong ate more than half of the pancake, wrapped the rest in oil paper, and stuffed it into his bosom quietly.

He had oil stains all over his mouth, subconsciously touching his bosom, looking for a handkerchief.

Rong Zhen didn't look sideways. After walking a few steps, seeing he hadn't taken it out, her hands hidden in her sleeves stretched in a bit.

Just as she was about to take it out, the young man who had forgotten to bring a handkerchief suddenly raised his hand, wiped his mouth with the black-edged sleeve of his pale red official robe, and immediately turned his head, smiling apologetically at the cold, palace-robed young woman:

"Just right, didn't see Watching Yuan Huaimin in the seat just now. Don't need to guess to know where this guy went.

"Rong Zhen, you are not curious, why am I so familiar with this small road? Let's go, take you to the stable to check the post."

"Check the post at the stable?" Rong Zhen asked curiously: "You, a Jiangzhou Chief Clerk, still manage the stable?"

Below, the hands hidden in the sleeves shrank back.

Ouyang Rong seemed not to have seen it, smiled, and took Rong Zhen to the stable.

Just arrived and saw the new stableman Ali, standing outside the stable at a loss, with a green official robe hanging on his arm. Seeing Ouyang Rong arrive, as if seeing a savior, he immediately pointed into the stable.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand at him, indicating it was fine.

He stretched his head to look.

Sure enough, in the stable, in front of Dongmei's feeding trough, there was a familiar figure with a raised butt.

Don't know, thought he was fighting for food with Dongmei.

"What is Yuan Sima doing?"

Rong Zhen frowned and asked.

Ouyang Rong didn't answer, and was too lazy to talk nonsense. He came up and gave this butt a kick.

"Still feeding here, almost late, every time you step on the point, deducting salary doesn't make you remember, said so many times, not allowed to run around during official time, doing things unrelated to official business."

"Ouch... Lianghan brother, can you be more gentle? A man's butt can't be kicked randomly, it's tightly connected to the front!"

"Is it? Why does it feel like your butt is connected to your brain."

Watching Yuan Huaimin got up holding his waist in embarrassment, but his attitude persisted:

"Lianghan brother, should say or not, Dongmei is fed so messily by you, I really can't look at it.

"You say, a good thousand-mile horse, how can it be used for such dirty physical labor as pulling a carriage? Simply consuming the horse's life, it is a great sin in the world."

"It doesn't come, you come? You come to pull me?"

Ouyang Rong's expression was unhappy.

"I see it also seems quite happy. It was fat to begin with, pulling more carriages can also exercise. Instead, it's you old guy, running over to harass it every day.

"You say you feed it, although it's the grass I bought, borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, you don't spend a penny yourself, but you touch its butt randomly, why? If I were Dongmei, I would also lift my hoof to kick you.

"Tell you, Watching Yuan Huaimin, be careful. When I came in just now, Dongmei was already very impatient with you. It has a straight temper, and the look in its eyes wanting to kick someone can't be hidden. If Lady Historiographer Rong and I were a little later, the foot on your butt wouldn't be a human foot."

Watching Yuan Huaimin still stuck his neck:

"Lianghan brother's words are wrong. I have been with Dongmei for many days, and our feelings are deep. Even crows have the righteousness of feeding back, how can it hurt me? How can it bear to hurt me? I said long ago, Dongmei is a kind horse. Eh, unfortunately, it met a bad person..."

Seeing someone rolling up their sleeves, Watching Yuan Huaimin immediately stopped talking and changed his words:

"Although the horse feed was bought by Lianghan brother, Lianghan brother is too stingy, not as generous as me. Dongmei must secretly remember my good.

"Moreover, it's autumn now, you have to let the horse eat more, this is called adding autumn fat, don't be a thin horse in winter. What kind of ghost is dieting? Lianghan brother really treats it as a human?"

Ouyang Rong nodded:

"Don't know if it's a human. Anyway, you are definitely not a human."

Watching Yuan Huaimin was serious:

"Lianghan brother, listen to me, raising horses like this is wrong. In autumn, you have to raise autumn fat, don't be hungry in winter, this is abusing horses... I love to tell the truth."

Ouyang Rong was expressionless, walked over to chase people away:

"One day if I see Yuan Sima lying on the ground straight in the stable, it is estimated that the whole body is soft, but the mouth is still hard."

Rong Zhen listened curiously to the two living treasures in the stable talking to each other.

Then she saw Watching Yuan Huaimin being driven out, taking the green official coat from Ali's hand, and fleeing in embarrassment.

"Wait, stand still."

Ouyang Rong walked out of the stable, patted the dust on his sleeves, and scolded.

Watching Yuan Huaimin had a stress reaction and really stopped honestly.

But today with Rong Zhen on the side, he felt ashamed, embarrassed in place, but the next second, an oil paper bag smashed into his bosom.

"This is..." Watching Yuan Huaimin was stunned.

"Take it, stealing away early in the morning, only remembering to feed the horse, not eating yourself."

"Lianghan..."

Half a pancake was hot, his tone was somewhat choked.

His friend was still cold on the outside and warm on the inside.

"Don't be mushy, go back, arrive on time, and remember not to mention the pancake to people in the hall, especially don't mention me and Lady Historiographer, this is a discipline issue."

Ouyang Rong exhorted.

"Good good good."

Watching Yuan Huaimin nodded gratefully, preparing to leave, suddenly reacted, turned back and asked in a daze:

"Lianghan doesn't go back? Why stay here, and Lady Historiographer, by the way, why did you two run here... didn't you say not allowed to run around during official time, doing things unrelated to official business?"

He finally reacted, looking at the two and the pancake in his hand with suspicion.

Ouyang Rong made a straight face:

"Wasn't it to catch you, only after finding you, you were late, if it weren't for concern, who would think of you, really worrying.

"Alright, Lady Historiographer and I still have some business to talk about, this is also official business, you hurry back to work, don't dawdle."

"Oh oh oh, good. Lianghan brother is really loyal, my beneficial friend."

Watching Yuan Huaimin didn't think much, took the hot pancake eaten by someone, and left with gratitude.

After he left, Ouyang Rong turned his head to look at Rong Zhen, then walked to the carriage and took a food box back.

"You didn't get angry that I gave the pancake you bought to others? Actually, I was full, left a little..."

"Whoever eats it is the same, doesn't matter."

Rong Zhen curled her lips, and said again:

"You and Yuan Sima have a good relationship, kicking him like that, he didn't get angry."

"Still okay. Here, give it to you."

"This is..."

Ouyang Rong said without changing his expression:

"You invited me to breakfast, I always have to return the treat, newly stewed chicken soup, saw you seem to like drinking it, so stewed some more."

Rong Zhen pursed her lips.

"But when you stewed the soup, you didn't know I would buy you a pancake this morning."

"Isn't it the same."

Ouyang Rong looked puzzled.

"Is it the same?"

"Is it not the same?"

"Fine, same."

Rong Zhen accepted the food box silently and didn't say anything else.

The two discussed official business, however, Ouyang Rong discovered that Rong Zhen's originally somewhat stiff tone also softened.

At the same time, crisp small wooden fish sounds rang in his ears from time to time.

Ouyang Rong let out a slight sigh of relief.

This is a new merit gift package, can't offend it.

A moment later, after the official business was discussed, before leaving, Ouyang Rong suddenly called out to the cold, palace-robed young woman:

"Rong Zhen, don't come here in the morning in the future."

"Oh, fine, you didn't say it earlier, no need to do so much foreshadowing just now."

She nodded and returned the chicken soup directly.

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"No, I mean, you running over is inconvenient, and it's not according to the rules. You have a higher rank, I should go find you personally."

He touched his chin and suggested sincerely:

"How about this, if you have anything, don't come over suddenly. I, I will find a time every morning to go find you, and we will talk again."

Rong Zhen suddenly stared at his expression and didn't speak.

Ouyang Rong touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

"As you wish."

Rong Zhen suddenly turned and left, but took away that box of chicken soup.

Before leaving, she left a sentence:

"Morning, Si Chu Two Quarter, waiting for you at the Inspection Office."

"Got it."

Ouyang Rong agreed, and immediately found the wooden fish sound in his ears even louder.

Eh, rose again?

He looked at Rong Zhen's departing back, and looked at Ali who was honestly burying his head in feeding the horse, seemingly hearing nothing.

Finally done!

Ouyang Rong let out a sigh of relief and left satisfied.

However, he didn't return to the main hall immediately, but ran to handle a pass for Xiao Shimei.

Brought it back to the main hall and handed it to Xiao Shimei.

"Ru Shixiong, why did you come back so late? It took so long to handle a certificate?"

"Went to the stable to add some grass to Dongmei."

Ouyang Rong said seriously:

"Xiao Shimei doesn't know, Dongmei has been very tired pulling the carriage recently, need to eat more, add some autumn fat, don't be a thin horse in winter."

Not far away, Watching Yuan Huaimin, who arrived on time, was eating a pancake at his seat to replenish his strength, and couldn't help but raise his head to look at the back of a certain beneficial friend opposite.

Ouyang Rong sat down next to Xie Lingjiang and seriously helped her tidy up things.

"So that's how it is." Xie Lingjiang smiled faintly, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from his neck:

"But why is there so much oil on your sleeve?"

"Yuan Sima bought a pancake, and shared half after seeing me, not easy to refuse." He sighed.

"Oh, tell me next time you are hungry, I will bring it for you. We don't eat other people's things randomly, and street pancakes are not hygienic. Friends are friends, don't learn from him." She cared.

"Good. Huaimin brother is actually guilty, afraid of being recorded by me for being late. Eh, actually, it doesn't matter if he sends it or not, I am not an unreasonable person."

Ouyang Rong frowned and sighed:

"Said so many times, can't eat during official time, forget it, follow him, he is also not easy."

"Ru Shixiong, you are really kind." Xie Lingjiang sighed.

"......??" Watching Yuan Huaimin.

Ouyang Rong didn't look at his friend with resentful eyes behind him, and exhorted carefully:

"By the way, Xiao Shimei, go to Xunyang Ferry later, you tidy up, accompany me over. Since you are a staff member again, you have to follow closely most of the time, don't delay time, understand."

"Hmm, understand. All listen to you, you do what you should do, don't be disturbed by me, I will just look, help you share..."

"Mm, understood. I'll listen to everything you say. You go do whatever you need to do, don't let me disturb you. I'll just watch and help you share the load a little..."

"Rest assured, I understand. Usually follow you when there is nothing, if you have important matters, just say it, I am not an unreasonable woman."

She waved her hand tolerantly and said softly.

"With Xiao Shimei like this, what more can Ru Shixiong ask for." Ouyang Rong sighed.

Ru Shixiong and Xiao Shimei talked in whispers, laughing from time to time.

Watching Yuan Huaimin opposite looked down at the half-pancake under the table, suddenly feeling that it seemed not only he was not a human.

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