"What, make the decision? What kind of decision? We ordinary people are the masters of our own destiny. We don't need others to make the decision. We are the masters of our own country. Shopkeeper Wang is not allowed to say such things in the future."

Ouyang Rong glanced at Wang Caozhi and ran into the pavilion. He started with the standard template of complaining and complaining. His expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.

Wang Caozhi:......

Ouyang Rong's bland reaction made the atmosphere of complaining and sorrow awkward for a while.

Wang Caozhi wiped his face vigorously, with a sad tone, and called again: "Brother-in-law."

Ouyang Rong looked away from the mountain forest where Rongrong had disappeared, turned his head, and looked at him carefully.

Wang Caozhi had just arrived from the construction site camp of Xunyang Grottoes, covered in dust.

It's a dusty mess in the literal sense.

On his body, the expensive brocade silk clothes in the past were replaced by a blue-gray soap suit made of wear-resistant fabric. He also wore a wide-brimmed felt hat of the same color on his head, which was covered with dust and mottled wet stains.

Wang Caozhi's originally round and small baby face was now flushed and tanned by the sun, and the hair held down under his hat looked like it had not been washed for several days and could be used for cooking rapeseed oil.

Especially now in front of Ouyang Rong, he still has a sad look on his face...

After seeing him for only a few days, Ouyang Rong felt that he already had a sense of familiarity with him as a weather-beaten, disheveled farmer.

There is no trace of his previous image as a smart, smooth and wealthy young man who went about business with a smile.

Ouyang Rong thought for a while and asked:

"You shouldn't have to move rocks to monitor the progress of the construction site, right?"

"Well, that's not necessary."

Ouyang Rong suddenly had a straight face:

"I let you stay here to coordinate the statue, but I didn't let you roll up your sleeves and do it yourself. Besides, there are so many people and it's not your turn. Why are you acting like this? Are you going to be miserable? Crying children have milk.

Drink, right?"

"Woo..." Wang Caozhi suddenly choked up twice, sounding like a pitiful, unwanted kitten in the rain, which was disgusting.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his wet eyes. Before wiping, he looked down and picked a relatively clean piece of cuff fabric.

"Brother-in-law, that's not the case. It's not that the crying child gets milk, it's the child who really cries."

Wang Caozhi burst into tears and said:

"Brother-in-law, you don't know that whenever something happens at the Shuangfengjian construction site these days, the female historian will ask me to handle it immediately. I have to do it in person, otherwise the female historian will not worry about it.

"I was required to travel with the ship to transport the stone materials and be responsible for unloading the goods at the dock; I was also required to personally escort the materials on the cliffs where the Buddha was carved, and I had to ride on a push cart along the way.

"I didn't stop at night, and sent people to wake me up three or four times a night. They said they were worried that the head of the Donglin Giant Buddha was wet and leaking. They asked me to take people to inspect the head of the Buddha with a torch in the cold wind in the middle of the night and replace the linoleum cloth.

A few more tung oil treatments...

Looking at the short young man in front of him, he expressed his bitterness.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand indifferently:

"It's okay. They're all trivial matters, not big things. I have something going on in the city recently, so I'll let you take care of it here on weekdays. It's better to be more attentive."

"Brother-in-law, this, this is no longer based on intentions, but on life. I think the female historian has taken my life accurately."

Wang Caozhi raised his hand and pointed at the light blue-purple swollen dark circles on his face caused by "sleeping for three days".

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows slightly.

I patted his shoulder and comforted him casually:

"You can't be sloppy at all when it comes to the Giant Buddha, and you can't do anything about Xingzi Lake again. Understand, Rong Nushi didn't deliberately target you. The main reason is that I'm not here. I can only ask you to do these trivial matters. Otherwise, who else can I ask for?

"Others are not worried either, right? Doesn't this also mean that we don't treat you as an outsider?"

"But...but..." Wang Caozhi suddenly became excited.

Ouyang Rong said with a kind smile: "Don't be anxious, please speak slowly."

"But yesterday, the female historian took me and other shopkeepers to inspect the open-air grotto. There was limestone falling off from the top of the cave. Everyone was frightened and ran outside. The female historian used Qinggong to carry everyone out of the cave one by one. I was the last one!

"

Ouyang Rong:......

He nodded slightly.

"Well, this is indeed a bit inappropriate. It's a bit too much to look at Rong Nu Shi like this..." The next moment, Ouyang Rong changed his words with a serious face: "Is it possible that you are far away and saving people one by one? It's a matter of luck. Rong Nu Shi

What I know is definitely not the kind of person you think."

"Brother-in-law, why don't you believe me?" Wang Caozhi blushed and said with a pinched neck: "I was the closest to her at the time and shouted for help, but she didn't see me.

"Brother-in-law, do you think this can be luck? You might as well explain it by explaining her bad eyesight, and I'll feel better."

"Oh? Why do I have such bad eyesight? What are you talking about?"

The cold voice of a girl in palace attire came from behind.

As Ouyang Rong smiled, Rong Zhen walked into the pavilion, with his right hand spread out and a small pear wood box on the palm of his hand.

Holding the box in one hand, she passed by Wang Caozhi, who had his back to the pavilion.

Wang Caozhi turned his head and was startled like an antelope drinking water by the water when it was attacked by a lion.

Ouyang Rong's expression remained unchanged, his eyes quietly falling on the pear wood box in Rong Zhen's hand.

"Thank you for your hard work." He said hello in a calm tone.

Rong Zhen didn't look sideways, and when he passed by Wang Caozhi, he didn't even look at him.

She shook her head.

"It's not hard work. It's Shopkeeper Wang who's doing the hard work. It seems like I did something bad, and Shopkeeper Wang has been wronged."

Ouyang Rong saw that Wang Caozhi quickly lowered his head, put his hands together and wiped his face, then raised his head and smiled:

"Good morning, Female Historian. It's nothing to complain about. It's just the people below who are gossiping and trying to sow discord between us. Female Historian, please don't take it seriously..."

Not long ago, the demeanor of a deeply resentful woman complaining about her sorrows was gone. Those who didn't know it thought she had changed someone.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but take a closer look at Wang Caozhi, who was very motivated in front of the female historian.

"oh."

Rong Zhen didn't look at him and replied lightly, focusing on Ouyang Rong:

"Awaited."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

The two stood facing each other, no one moved.

Wang Caozhi looked east and west, looking back and forth at the expressions of Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen in a strange way, as if curious about why they suddenly became quiet.

Until Rong Zhen turned around and glanced at him expressionlessly.

"..."

The corners of Wang Caozhi's eyes twitched.

He folded his fists and resigned.

"Brother-in-law, Mr. Shi, please chat slowly. I'll wait for you outside."

Seeing Wang Caozhi exiting the pavilion, Rong Zhen withdrew his gaze and handed out the pear tree box.

Ouyang Rong took the box and didn't open it. He put it aside as if he didn't care, and chatted with Rong Zhen with his hands behind his back.

"What did you find? Rong Nu Shi can figure it out. Why are Li Zhengyan and the others looking for this article?"

Rong Zhen frowned, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and looked at the forest where Rong Zhen had just gone.

The sound of the piano began impromptuly, then faded away, and now it has disappeared.

Ouyang Rong shook it slightly and gestured to the pear wood box in his hand:

"Rong Nu Shi is no longer used, right? Then the official will transfer it to Yuan Chang Shi for Rong Nu Shi?"

Rong Zhen didn't know what he was thinking about, his eyes were a little lost in thought, and he nodded habitually.

"What else do you have to do, Ms. Shi? If you don't have anything to do, I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute, why don't you go see Senior Song and the others? Princess Anhui is also here today. It just so happens that you can go back together like last time."

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry, and besides..." Ouyang Rong spread an empty palm forward: "I didn't wear the Buddhist beads. When I met Deputy Supervisor Song, she said that I didn't abide by the etiquette and was careless.

His Majesty."

"That's okay... By the way, I will examine the prisoners at the state prison in Xunyangfang tomorrow afternoon... It's not far from your Sophora Leaf Alley."

Rong Zhen added a sentence for no reason, as if he was talking about what he had for lunch.

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Yeah."

He seemed to be worried, his eyes kept falling on the pear wood box, and he turned around to leave; Rong Zhen also turned around almost at the same time, also wanting to leave.
To be continued...