Chapter 469: 283. Ouyang Rong: Miss Embroidery, I won't freeload on you either

283. Ouyang Rong: Miss Embroidery, I won't freeload on you either

This scene before my eyes looks exactly like an ignorant girl being tricked home by a scholarly brother who is a beast in human clothing with a candied hawthorn.

Anyway, in Watching Yuan Huaimin's eyes, this sense of déjà vu was not far from it.

"Brother Lianghan, where did you... pick up this pitiful little girl early in the morning?"

Watching Yuan Huaimin walked out of the Zhai courtyard, wearing a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and asked in surprise.

Ouyang Rong ignored him, holding a soft hand, and walked forward in big strides, passing in front of Watching Yuan Huaimin.

Zhao Qingxiu followed him in a daze.

She was very quiet all the way.

Holding a long cloth bag, one hand holding the ice-white jade hairpin and not letting go, one hand held by Ouyang Rong.

All the way, it made a crisp and pleasant "long ling" sound.

It was just like a small toy that attracts and coaxes a little girl who has been abducted not to cry or make a scene.

Watching Yuan Huaimin saw the ice-white jade hairpin he had been thinking about, in the hands of this rather strange girl with a sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes, the corner of his eye twitched, and he quickly followed:

"Brother Lianghan, didn't you say that this was a family heirloom hairpin left by your mother? Not easily given to others."

Ouyang Rong came to the carriage, coachman A-Li jumped off the carriage, and Ouyang Rong gave a few instructions in a low voice.

A-Li glanced at the girl with the sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes that his young master had brought back inexplicably, didn't ask much, turned and left to find Beside Yan Liulang.

"Brother Huaimin, are you very familiar with the abbot of Donglin Temple?"

Ouyang Rong turned his head and asked, interrupting the complaining and dissatisfied muttering of Watching Yuan Huaimin behind him.

"Quite familiar, what are you doing..."

"Take me over, want to trouble with one thing, let the Beitian Jiyang Yuan handle a procedure, I want to take someone away."

Watching Yuan Huaimin's face changed slightly, and he said righteously:

"Brother Lianghan, people can't, at least shouldn't, she is already so pitiful..."

"So I have to take her out, take good care of her, and not let her be hurt again. I'm not at ease with her in the courtyard."

"But this way you pick people up..."

Watching Yuan Huaimin's gaze fell on the hands held together by the two, his face becoming more and more suspicious.

Ouyang Rong's expression didn't change, and he said calmly:

"She can't see the road, I'm helping her, isn't it normal."

He held the mute girl's soft hand tightly under his sleeve and didn't let go.

"And, what is Brother Huaimin thinking crookedly? This pitiful girl is an old acquaintance of mine."

When Ouyang Rong was speaking, the girl with the sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes who was silent and "forced to follow" behind him turned her head, her ribbon-covered face facing him... Zhao Qingxiu didn't know what she was thinking either.

Watching Yuan Huaimin was curious: "Old acquaintance?"

"Hmm, met before."

Ouyang Rong nodded.

But he didn't expect Watching Yuan Huaimin to take a step forward, cross him, and say righteously to Zhao Qingxiu:

"Girl, you can rest assured and tell me, did Brother Lianghan coerce you... hey, this is human evidence and material evidence."

Saying that, he reached out his big hand toward the ice-white jade hairpin in Zhao Qingxiu's hand, but unfortunately he grabbed empty air. Taking advantage of the fact that his friend behind him didn't react, he tried again, but still grabbed empty air.

The girl with the sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes in front of him was clearly bowing her head, but he just couldn't grab the object held by her thin hand that looked weak and wind-blown, and it was still under the condition that she was holding a long cloth bag in her arms, which hindered her movements.

The girl with the sky-blue ribbon covering her eyes seemed to raise her head belatedly, slightly raising her little face toward Watching Yuan Huaimin, her ribbon-covered eyes "looking" at him, with an innocent and confused look.

Watching Yuan Huaimin:...

Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched, and he brushed Watching Yuan Huaimin away: "Stop messing around, lead the way."

The latter looked at his palm in a daze, rubbed his face and muttered: "Hmm, it seems I was really drunk last night, and I'm still slow now..."

After a while, under Watching Yuan Huaimin's guidance, the three went to the main hall of Donglin Temple to find the abbot.

Ouyang Rong's heart was actually always on Zhao Qingxiu, who was quiet and drifting with the tide behind him, but his expression was calm, he glanced at Watching Yuan Huaimin's dark circles, and asked:

"Hungover last night, how come you got up so early, did you really change your nature?"

"Don't mention it, it makes me angry just thinking about it."

Watching Yuan Huaimin's face darkened:

"Forgot that today is the Lantern Festival holiday, woke up early in the morning, saw the sunlight by the window, thought I overslept and was late, especially since you weren't there, thought Brother Lianghan had secretly left me behind and gone to work by himself, scared me so much I didn't even wash my face, ran to the Jiangzhou Hall, but it turned out I was the only one there to work, it was really annoying... wasted a point check."

He beat his chest and stomped his feet.

Ouyang Rong sighed: "This should be love, like the Jiangzhou Sima, the Jiangzhou Changshi is also quite infectious to you."

Watching Yuan Huaimin:...??

Zhao Qingxiu followed behind Ouyang Rong, didn't make a sound the whole time, silently listening to the daily life of Tanlang and his colleagues, at a certain moment she tilted her head slightly.

The sunlight approaching noon fell on the plaque of the Beitian Jiyang Yuan in Donglin Temple.

After sending away the abbot and other monks of Donglin Temple who came to get close, and driving away Watching Yuan Huaimin, Ouyang Rong turned back and looked at Zhao Qingxiu, whom he had been holding hands with the whole time, and asked with a smile.

Just now when he was discussing with the abbot of Donglin Temple about adoption and care, she was quiet the whole time, bowing her head and not speaking, without objection.

Although Ouyang Rong is the acting Jiangzhou Inspector, he is currently the recognized number one person in the Jiangzhou officialdom, with overwhelming power.

However, at this moment, adopting a pitiful blind and mute girl from a small Beitian Jiyang Yuan in Donglin Temple, he still followed the procedures step by step, without overstepping.

The procedure for leaving the temple was completed, just waiting for Embroidery Girl to pack her luggage and leave.

The palms held together all morning were full of sticky sweat.

Ouyang Rong let go as if nothing happened, took out a handkerchief, handed it to her to signal her to wipe it, and immediately, he reached out to ask for it:

"Give it to me."

"Ah."

"Give me the hairpin, thank you girl for holding it for me for so long... why this expression, reluctant? How about this, you go in and pack your luggage first, we'll talk about the hairpin later, can tell you like this object, but this is my mother's heirloom, not easily given to others."

He found an excuse with a straight face.

Zhao Qingxiu weakly: "Ah ah."

"What, you ask me how to give it to others? Uh, this really stumped me, let me think."

Embroidery Girl opened her mouth "ah ah" and nodded, looking up and "longing" for the ice-white jade hairpin above.

Ouyang Rong's eyeballs turned, and he said with a straight face:

"This is my mother's heirloom, can't be sloppy, if it is to be given, it can only be given to someone worthy of it, a woman as good as my mother, this is its good destination."

Who would have thought that Zhao Qingxiu had a disappointed look on her face, lowered her head and made a frustrated sound: "Ah ah wu."

I don't know why, Ouyang Rong actually understood in seconds, his mouth twitched:

"What? You say you can't compare to my mother, not worthy? You say this..."

He shook his head helplessly, slightly relaxing his tone:

"Don't have to be exactly like my mother, just a little bit, like cooking a meal is fine? Miss Embroidery, it's like this, this time taking you out to improve conditions, can't just freeload on me, I guess you'd be embarrassed to freeload on me, right?

"Speaking of which, my mother's cooking was quite good... you can cook, it's okay, you can learn if you don't know, help me improve my food, if it's delicious, I'll give you this heirloom hairpin another day,"

Zhao Qingxiu's little face was stunned, immediately nodded, after a while, but shook her head again.

"Uh, is there any inconvenience in shaking your head?"

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head anxiously again.

Before Ouyang Rong could speak, she grabbed his hand and wrote a few words on his palm. Ouyang Rong felt her sharp fingertips were cold and cool.

He was curious: "You mean, there are too many people at home, you are afraid? Uh, that's right, cooking for a whole family, it's really a loss to freeload."

Zhao Qingxiu nodded at the front, and shook her head when she heard the last sentence, explaining very anxiously.

Ouyang Rong pressed the corner of his lips, didn't give her time to explain, nodded and said:

"That's a promise, can you cook for me alone? Good, how about this, I'll arrange a separate courtyard, you live inside, tell me what you lack, I'll come often, just cook for me."

"Ah ah."

Zhao Qingxiu nodded happily, grabbed Ouyang Rong's palm, and swung it.

Ouyang Rong smiled, and the two discussed the reward of the ice-white jade hairpin.

"You mean, I must be the one to insert this hairpin for you?" Learning this condition, his expression was curious.

Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head and "ah" softly, Ouyang Rong thought for a while, nodded:

"Can."

Finalized.

However, the two discussed so much, but there was one thing no one questioned... whether a blind girl could cook.

Zhao Qingxiu didn't question it, because as an old cook, she was very confident.

And Ouyang Rong... looked like he didn't think of this point, and ignored it.

After a while, Zhao Qingxiu walked into the Beitian Jiyang Yuan with light steps to pack her luggage.

Ouyang Rong smiled, watched her happy back go away, then restrained his smile, lowered his eyes and looked at the ice-white jade hairpin, muttering: "Like it so much..."

At this time, Beside Yan Liulang hurried over, glanced at the long cloth bag held by the girl in the distance, and said in a low voice:

"Mingfu, why does it feel like a murder weapon, should we check it carefully, and who sent her to the Beitian Jiyang Yuan, if there is a problem, we can pull it up by the roots..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly said: "No need, Liulang. Don't check her affairs anymore, and don't mention it to anyone, even Auntie and Xiao Shimei... by the way, and the Supervisory Court side."

His tone was serious.

"Uh, yes, Mingfu."

Beside Yan Liulang nodded in a daze, frowned and muttered after a while:

"Is Mingfu afraid that Miss Xie will know? Mingfu, Miss Xie is sometimes for your own good... as for Female Official Rong, why does she manage Mingfu so strictly..."

Ouyang Rong was silent for a while, looked at Beside Yan Liulang, who was very familiar with the junior sister, he pursed his lips and said softly:

"Does Liulang still remember that back in Dragon City, when I accidentally fell into the water while rescuing Di Gong Zha, that female hero in Wu clothes who passed by on the way? The one who saved me once."

"Of course I remember... Wu clothes woman, wait." Beside Yan Liulang immediately reacted and blurted out: "Mingfu means, she is that Yue girl..."

Saying the last two words, he subconsciously stopped, worried for Ouyang Rong:

"Mingfu met this time, is it to repay the favor... but it's a bit dangerous, and I don't know why her companions left her behind, and now her sect is fighting against our government, trying to destroy the Donglin Great Buddha, Mingfu as the chief official of the Donglin Great Buddha, what if she or the sect behind her hurts you..."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Just don't tell anyone, I'll handle other things."

"Yes, Mingfu. Mingfu knows how to repay kindness, truly great righteousness." Beside Yan Liulang nodded earnestly, this time working together to help, offering advice: "Her admission procedure might have loopholes, and her identity in Xunyang City, this subordinate will go to check for leaks and fill gaps."

"Good. By the way, is the person called?" Ouyang Rong turned his head and asked.

"Hmm, waiting outside."

"Let her wait a while."

Ouyang Rong retreated.

After a while, in front of the Beitian Jiyang Yuan, Ouyang Rong received the person, held Zhao Qingxiu's hand and boarded the carriage, and drove out of Donglin Temple.

A luxurious carriage followed Ouyang Rong's carriage honestly behind.

Ouyang Rong didn't go to see Pei Shisan Niang for the time being.

Inside the carriage, Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu sat face to face.

Zhao Qingxiu was quiet.

Ouyang Rong looked at her silently, pretending not to see the long cloth bag she was carrying the whole time, and was not curious about what was inside.

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly grabbed Ouyang Rong's palm and wrote words with her head down.

Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and felt the words in his palm.

Zhao Qingxiu: Can I live by Xingzi Lake, don't go too far.

He opened his eyes and asked: "Are you afraid of the outside?"

Zhao Qingxiu just wrote: If I leave one day, without saying goodbye, don't worry, continue your future.

Ouyang Rong suppressed his emotions, teasing tone:

"Is it like the previous times when you left without saying goodbye in Donglin Temple? Your family came to pick you up? How come it's like having an enemy, having to keep changing places."

Zhao Qingxiu turned her head away and didn't respond, reaching out to touch the decorations inside the carriage he often sat in, seeming very interested.

The carriage drove for a while, away from Donglin Temple, further and further away, Ouyang Rong frowned slightly.

Busy all morning, picked up Embroidery Girl, clearly a full harvest, but how come it feels like something was forgotten?

Strange, what exactly is it?

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but frown...

At the same time, in a certain hall in Donglin Temple where no one was, in the pile of sundries behind the Great Buddha, there was a sword box lying silently.

Craftsman:???

In the afternoon, after temporarily settling Embroidery Girl, Ouyang Rong finally remembered what was missing.

He returned with a guilty conscience and retrieved the Craftsman who was possessed by a resentful woman.

Someone almost forgot the main purpose of going to Xingzi Lake to fish for the moon this time.

After a while, in a dark alley, Ouyang Rong bent down and boarded the private room of a luxurious carriage.

Inside the carriage, a beautiful woman who had been waiting for a long time was kneeling and sitting by a small tea table, carefully making tea.

Seeing Ouyang Rong walk in, her flower face was pleasantly surprised, she immediately put down the tea cup, lay on the carpet, showing an exaggerated arc with her posture, buried her head and bit her lip:

"Master..."

"Put away the taste."

Pei Shisan Niang was stunned, immediately knelt forward to deal with the tea that hadn't been flavored yet.

"I mean you put away the taste."

Pei Shisan Niang:...

Ouyang Rong waved his hand and ordered casually:

"Help rent a courtyard, by Xingzi Lake, the more hidden and quiet the better."

"Yes, Young Master. May I ask if the Young Master is living there? Actually, Young Master can come to my residence, it's not far from Xingzi Lake..."

Ouyang Rong looked at Pei Shisan Niang, and the latter immediately lay down at his feet again, face sticking to his boots and said:

"I shouldn't have asked, Young Master, don't blame me."

"How much money?" Ouyang Rong raised his hand to dig into his bosom and asked gently.

"Mine is the Young Master's, how dare I want the Young Master's money." She said earnestly.

"Wouldn't that be freeloading on you, no, I can't do it."

Ouyang Rong said in his mouth, but his expression was calm as he withdrew his hand from his already empty bosom.

Actually, the Huaiye Lane residence has money, the junior sister also has money, and the Xunyang Prince's Mansion has even more money, but he can't take it from them, otherwise Embroidery Girl's affairs will never be hidden.

Looking at Embroidery Girl's reaction this afternoon, she should be afraid of seeing the female family members in Huaiye Lane, especially Auntie, who recognizes her... maybe if they meet, it will scare her away, and even mother's ice-white jade hairpin won't be able to keep her.

"But talking about money is indeed vulgar, and I won't freeload on you either. Tomorrow, bring me the account books of your Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, including the land deeds of all the land in Xingzi Fang purchased... I'll take a look, give some humble opinions, and the consultation fee will be treated as rent."

"Thank you, Young Master!"

In an instant, Pei Shisan Niang's flower face was pleasantly surprised.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 470 =====

In an instant, Pei Pei Shisan Niang's beautiful face lit up with joy.

(End of chapter)