Or is it that what Rong Zhen experienced and saw in Longcheng changed his impression of him?

Or maybe... the sword of a certain Dielianhua owner did something unbecoming of a gentleman, which made Rong Zhen feel that this person was lewd and lustful, but it did not fit in with Ouyang Rong's impression of him as a gentleman.

?

Or is it that she subconsciously excluded most Jiangzhou officials, including Ouyang Rong, based solely on the paper and ink used by the owner of Dielianhua?

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but mutter:

"It's really hard to guess a woman's thoughts. Are you really not careful about gentlemen? I always feel like something is wrong...

"Could it be that I overlooked something, ignored some... clues that could prove my innocence in Rong Zhen's eyes? It's strange, then how could I not know...

"Furthermore, even if the me she saw that day was wearing a mask and my body shape was deliberately changed, which was inconsistent with who I am, at most she could rule out that I was the owner of the Dielian Flower and could not be sure that I was the owner of the Dielian Flower.

The owner of the flower is not from the Xunyang Palace, but since she has relaxed her vigilance towards me, it means that she has ruled out the suspicion of the Xunyang Palace with a high probability. The question comes back again, what evidence is used to clear the suspicion between me and the Xunyang Palace...

…”

After thinking hard for a while, there was still no clue, so Ouyang Rong had to give up and muttered: "A woman's heart is as deep as the bottom of her heart."

He stood up and prepared to leave. Before walking out of the main hall, he thought of something and paused. He walked to the miscellaneous supplies table in the corner, took two pieces of light yellow rattan paper and six ink sticks, and packed them into a packaging bag.

Ouyang Rong grabbed some things and returned to the Huaiye Lane mansion.

With a calm expression on his face, he returned to Yinbingzhai, reached out and forced the paper and ink he bought for zero yuan into the hands of the stunned white-haired girl:

"From now on, you will use these papers and inks when you study and practice calligraphy. Don't buy them outside again."

"Oh. The paper and ink were gone. I can't find them in the past two days..."

"I took it. Don't mention this to outsiders."

"yes."

Ye Weilai agreed, looking down at the new paper and ink, and curious: "Where did this come from, and which store did you buy it from?"

"From Jiangzhou Lobby."

Ye Weilai was surprised: "Will the master come back with things to subsidize the family?"

"Everyone is like this. I'm not fluent and gregarious, so it's better to be a little more compliant." After a pause, he said seriously: "By the way, if you need any odds and ends at home in the future, tell me. I'll see.

Let’s see if there is any at the government office, and see if we can ask our Lord to reimburse it.”

"..."

Looking at Ouyang Rong with an extremely serious expression, Ye Weilai hesitated for a while, nodded and agreed without asking any more questions.

Early the next morning, when he arrived at the Jiangzhou lobby, Ouyang Rong finished browsing the frontline battle reports as usual and supervised Yuan Huaimin's shift. He went out with a normal expression and went to find Rong Zhen again.

In the past few days, Ouyang Rong often went to Rong Zhen to inquire about the progress in the name of caring and helping.

For a while, he seemed very active and cooperative.

In the morning, when the two met, Rong Zhen was in the official office, holding a new roster in one hand and a red pen in the other, drawing circles on the paper from time to time, as if drawing suspicious objects.

There were a group of female officials waiting in the official office.

In the courtyard outside, some scholars and scholars were brought in by female officials from time to time for interrogation.

Ouyang Rong strode into the office, glanced at them, walked around, and found Rong Zhen directly.

As usual, he asked a few questions, but Rong Zhen answered nonchalantly, without looking at him.

Seeing that nothing happened, Ouyang Rong was about to turn around and leave.

"Ouyang Changshi."

Rong Zhen suddenly called out to Ouyang Rong.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Rong smiled gently.

"There is a problem."

Rong Zhen stopped writing and was silent for a while. Under his curious eyes, he finally asked:

"Why are you so eager to help me? When you first returned to Xunyang City, didn't you still try to persuade me to be reasonable?"

This problem immediately confused Ouyang Rong.

You can't say that I have your bellyband in my hand, and I am the mole with a guilty conscience, so I came here to hang around and spy on the progress?

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before replying:

"In the beginning, it was the responsibility of the lower officials to give advice, and now it is also the responsibility of the lower officials to cooperate. In a sense, they are the same."

"Responsibility..." Rong Zhen looked at him for a while and suddenly said: "Are you really not selfish?"

"Well, actually a bit." Ouyang Rong nodded and admitted generously.

Rong Zhen, who had been looking at him, finally lowered his eyes:

"It's okay, you don't need to say it. Everyone has selfish motives. Looking at what you do, it's good enough to put the overall interests of the court first."

Ouyang Rong's face turned red.

After thinking for a while, he asked in a curious tone: "I think Ms. Shi is also fulfilling her duties. Could it be that she also has selfish motives?"

Rong Zhen remained silent.

After a while he continued:

"Even if you try your best to help me, my attitude regarding the Xunyang Palace and the Donglin Buddha remains the same. I will not be accommodating to anyone who makes a mistake."

"That's how it should be."

Ouyang Rong heard this and nodded seriously.

Rong Zhen looked at him silently.

This polite and respectful tone did not seem to her to be fake.

Seeing that the scene was quiet and there was nothing to talk about, Ouyang Rong said goodbye and left.

Rong Zhen watched with long sleeves. After an unknown amount of time, she withdrew her gaze and continued to examine the suspect...

On Xingzifang Street, inside the horse-drawn carriage driving again.

"What do you mean, asking about selfishness? I do have a bit of this, but why do I feel that the selfishness we are talking about is a little different."

Ouyang Rong pondered Rong Zhen's words all the way, took a car to Prince Xunyang's Mansion, and reported to Li Xian on the work of making Buddha.

After the report, he saw that it was still early. On the corridor, Ouyang Rong stopped and turned to another road...in the direction of Xie Ling Jiang Boudoir.

Little Junior Sister Kangkang, have you gotten up yet?
Chapter completed!