How to "be famous through the ages"?

It's very simple, carving words on stone, unpretentious, but effective.

Ouyang Rong looked at it for a long time and felt that if this circle of lotus inscriptions had been left, in his previous life, it would have been enough to film ten episodes of the archaeological drama "Approaching Chachacha", with some music at the beginning and a voice-over by someone.

A villager accidentally discovered something when he went into the mountains... It can also have a suspenseful and thrilling style of painting, and the protagonists around whom later generations will curiously explore are probably "the governor Ouyang Lianghan" and the "female historian Rongzhen".

Really amazing.

However, even as he was amusing himself, Ouyang Rong still had a faint expression of emotion on his face.

Such a gift was something he had never thought of.

Ouyang Rong had thought about thousands of possibilities before. Regarding Rong Zhen's gift, he even considered the worst case scenario, whether Rong Zhen had set up a trap to lure you into a trap, and surprise turned into shock.

But I never expected it to be this kind.

Since Ouyang Rong woke up in Longcheng and took office, until now, except for things involving personal emotions and family members and friends, everything else he has done is official business that benefits the people and the country, and benefits others.

But now, while performing official duties, Rong Zhen benefited "him" once.

This is the kind of beautiful thing that can be "famous for eternity".

It would be a lie to say that I don’t have the feeling of meeting my soul mate deep down in my heart.

But before Ouyang Rong could think of words to express his sincere gratitude, he heard the female historian sighing about "far and near".

On the stage, Rong Zhen smiled for the first time.

Ouyang Rong looked back with a confused expression:

"What Rong Nushi said is interesting. One is far away and the other is close. Aren't they all the same? But after careful consideration, there is indeed a hint of dialectics. Is Rong Nushi reading any books recently? Is it Taoism or Buddhism?"

Rong Zhen still looked directly at him.

At this time, Yi Qianqiu, Nanny Song, Duan Quanwu and others who had been staying on the steps tacitly continued to move forward tacitly and came to the two people on the stage, temporarily breaking the gaze between them.

"Except General Wei, who presides over the White Mist Array, everyone else is here?"

Rong Zhen turned around, faced them, asked, and then asked Yi Qianqiu:

"Where's Mr. Yu? Have you left the bamboo house?"

"Yes." Yi Qianqiu nodded and replied: "We are already on the mountain road. The old man has some inconvenience in his legs and feet. It will probably take a while to reach the reserved place at the top of the mountain."

"good."

Ouyang Rong on the side saw that Rong Zhen nodded seriously when she heard the words. She also looked back at the cliff behind the Buddha, with her little face facing that way.

Ouyang Rong followed Rong Zhen's gaze and found that there were Shuangfeng and the highest point of the North Peak.

Yi Qianqiu's face seemed a little hesitant.

Rong Zhen saw it and asked directly:

"What's up?"

Yi Qianqiu frowned slightly:

"Mr. Yu went out very casually. Before I went there, he was still running the stove in the kitchen. I went to the bamboo house and asked him to go out, but he came out with a simple bamboo one-stringed qin..."

Rong Zhen simply said: "Don't worry, Mr. Yu won't ask for help. Just one string of qin and one string of qin. Since he has promised to do today's matter, he will do it, Mr. Xin."

After comforting her, she warned again:

"General Yi, be sure to send someone to protect Mr. Yu."

Without waiting for Yi Qianqiu to answer, Nanny Song waved her hand: "An Xin, I'm watching."

This white-eyed old woman is short, almost as tall as Rong Zhen. She is as skinny and skinny. Especially when she stands at the foot of the Buddha, compared with the Donglin Buddha behind her, she is like a withered yellow bamboo pole in the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. It can be said that

words, but in an understatement:

"It's just a high cliff. I can reach Yu within ten breaths."

Rong Zhen said seriously: "Then there is Senior Lao Song."

Grandma Song waved her hands.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but glance at Aunt Song. Maybe he had seen her too much. In addition, she had been eating fast and chanting Buddha in a low-key manner during these days. He almost forgot that this was a real top-grade Qi practitioner from Luoyang Si Tianjian.

deputy superintendent, some meaning

In a sense, she is still the ballast stone placed by the imperial court in the Xunyang Grottoes. Although she is very loyal to the saint and has a bad temper, her ability to reach her current position in the court has proven that she is indeed qualified to have a bad temper.

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Rong Zhen looked around at everyone:

"Okay, Governor Ouyang is also here. Except for Miao Zhennvshi and General Li who are at Shuangfengjian Ferry, everyone who is supposed to be here today is here, let's get started.

"I have some latest news to share with you all, although we have already anticipated it."

Aunt Song, Yi Qianqiu and others listened intently.

Rong Zhen told everyone about the water thief and the news Ouyang Rong had just heard from Zhao Qingxiu.

Of course, everyone was here, so she did not mention Zhao Qingxiu directly, but used the name of an informant.

Ouyang Rong glanced at her.

"Three-legged strange bird?"

Duan Quanwu, who was dressed in snow-white armor, looked up at the sky with everyone and sneered:

"That Xuezhongzhu is a top-grade Qi Refiner. He's flying right here. If this three-legged bird dares to approach the Buddha at low altitude, I will shoot it down with one arrow. In the White Tiger Guard, there is no shortage of nine-stone bows, and all of them will hit it."

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Aunt Song also said coldly:

"Leave the candle in the snow to me."

Rong Zhen nodded gently and warned carefully:

"Okay, the candle in the snow is the key. It has been rumored in the Tiannan Jianghu that wherever the three-legged strange bird appears, there must be a candle in the snow. When the bird appears, she appears, and there is a high probability that it will come together.

"Senior Song try not to let her get close to the white mist on the river. It is best to do the same as the Xingzi Lake incident last time. The battlefield should be placed in the air or in the nearby mountains and forests to prevent her from making some strange moves or using the aftermath of her magical power to destroy our white mist array.

Fa, then Yunmeng Ling would be a little difficult to defend against.

"The focus of our defense this time is the two large formations of Giant Buddha and Baiwu. As long as they come to Xunyang Grottoes, the right time and place will be on our side."

Nanny Song narrowed her eyes and agreed.

"It's not difficult. We fought against each other last time and found the bottom.

"But this golden-haired girl has a lot of skills. I heard that she was a high-grade purple spirit who entered the field a few years ago. Hum, even though she has only practiced for a few years, her fighting power is not small. This sword cultivator from the southern Yue girl lineage can really kill

The power is terrifying, I have heard of it in the north before.

"But Lao Shen is not a vegetarian. Her sword is indeed very powerful, but the cultivation of purple energy is a matter of water grinding. She is still young and has just entered the top grade. She does not have as much purple energy in her Dantian as Lao Shen."

After pondering for a moment, Grandma Song stopped her smile, her face became a little more serious, and she added softly:

"When I fight against her, it is destined that she can only take advantage of the sword cultivator's killing power, and use this advantage to the extreme in the first few swords, in order to win quickly in the early stage, which is the three-axe style of play... Therefore, as long as she does not let

As long as it snowballs after her first strike."

Yi Qianqiu frowned and asked: "Senior Song is still experienced and has thorough thinking, but we must be careful that she has Qi-tonifying pills or other external help."

Aunt Song sneered:

"It's useless even if there is a qi-boosting elixir. I also have it. It's the best one sent from the palace, called Mo Jiao. The advantages are offset. If she doesn't have it, or can't compare with it, it will be even worse."

As Sister Song spoke, she put her withered claws into her arms, took out a sandalwood pill box, and weighed it in her hands.

Aunt Song did not open it, displayed it briefly, and then put it away.

Ouyang Rong, who was listening like a transparent person on the side, heard the word "Mo Jiao" and looked sideways at the elixir box. The green appearance of this elixir had already appeared in his mind.

Isn't this the same one he took to kill people? It tastes a bit bitter, but the effect is really strong. He was so angry at first.

Ouyang Rong originally heard from Boss Li that this elixir was one of the best qi-replenishing elixirs that Taoist sects could refine at the moment. It was suitable for the dantian of top-grade qi practitioners, unless they were like Ouyang Rong, a sword-wielding Taoist who wielded the cauldron.

The magical power of the sword needs to be accumulated, which can consume a large amount of overflowing spiritual energy to prevent the spiritual energy from exploding the Dantian.

Ouyang Rong silently took another look at the old woman and the pill. His move was inconspicuous because Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu, and Duan Quanwu also cast their gazes.

Yi and Duan both looked envious.

The latter asked directly:

"Senior Song, is this pill a tribute from His Highness the King of Wei to the palace? The general has heard about it, and heard that the Prince of Wei only has three pills in his collection. It seems that this is one of them."

"Well, it should be."

Mother Song faced north, clasped her fists respectfully, and said word by word:

"But these are the gifts of the saint. We will work together to kill the enemy."

"This is nature, the grace of God is mighty."

Everyone nodded, bowed their heads towards the north, and swore allegiance. Ouyang Rong followed them and clasped his fists.
To be continued...