Just now in the carriage, Ouyang Rong was talking about changing the knot.
But in fact he can only tie bow ties.
In other words, Ouyang Rong knows two kinds of knots.
One is a dead knot and the other is a bow knot.
Obviously, the former is Junior Sister's smile disappearing technique and is not suitable.
The sky was bright in the morning, the trees on Dagushan were shady, and there were birds chirping and flowers fragrant among the trees on both sides of the bluestone road.
The group of people walked up the steps to Donglin Temple just like they were out for a spring outing.
Ouyang Rong tilted his head from time to time to take a closer look at the hem of Xie Lingjiang's calf skirt, which was tied into a bow.
In the carriage at the foot of the mountain, when he was tying the hem of his junior sister's skirt, the back of his hand accidentally touched somewhere on her leg.
The touch feels a bit harsh.
Ouyang Rong felt through the fabric of the skirt that there seemed to be something hard on the junior sister's legs under the skirt.
He was puzzled, but he didn't have the nerve to ask more questions at the time.
After all, it would be too shabby to directly ask a woman what's under her skirt. If the Buddha doesn't deduct merit from you, who will deduct merit from you?
At the moment, Ouyang Rong could not help but feel like a cat scratching his head, looking back from time to time.
Xie Lingjiang ignored it and looked ahead.
Her eyes fell leisurely on the wild flowers in bud by the road. The pink and fragrant wild flowers complemented her pink and white clothes.
She seemed to be in a good mood, but she just didn't look at a certain senior brother who was looking at her frequently.
It's like... he's anxious to death.
"What weapon is hidden under your skirt, little junior sister?"
Ouyang Rong muttered inaudibly for a while, turned around and asked Yan Liulang and his group behind him:
"Rokuro, please walk faster. What are you doing hanging so far behind? Are you tired of walking on such a mountainous road?"
"Ah, it's coming, Mingfu, why don't you go first, and my brothers and I will follow and rest for a while. I'm exhausted. I was on patrol duty last night and I'm a little sleepy."
"Twelve of you stayed up most of the night patrolling the streets? You are so tired. Which street are you patrolling?" Ouyang Rong asked seriously.
"..." Yan Liulang waited for the arrest.
Ouyang Rong shook his head, ignoring them who were far behind on the mountain road, and continued walking at the front with his junior sister.
In the back, Yanrokuro looked at each other with his colleagues who had fallen behind in a tacit understanding.
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yanrokuro felt that the time had come to test his wit.
He led people to the county government office in the morning. As soon as he met with Mingfu and Miss Xie, he realized something was wrong.
After seeing Mr. Xie's unprecedented dress behind Mingfu.
Yan Liulang suddenly woke up more than half from his sleepiness after working the morning shift.
Especially when I learned that Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang made arrangements to burn incense and ask for signatures before inspecting Beitian Nursing Home.
He suddenly woke up and at the same time secretly complained in his heart.
Tell me, Mr. Xie took Ming Fu to the temple fair to ask for a marriage fortune. It was all going well, but why did you step in and arrange an inspection of Beitian Alms Home?
Isn't this just like, if the master picks up the food, you turn the table, and if the master drinks the water, you put the brakes on?
Fortunately, it's not too late now.
Yan Liulang nodded solemnly.
Not long after, the detective in blue and his followers followed Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang and arrived at the gate of Donglin Temple.
They could see from a distance that there was a shining little bald head in the sunlight in front of the temple gate.
It seems to have been a long time coming.
The "little bald head" was spinning in place like an egg. As if he saw Ouyang Rong and others, his eyes lit up and he immediately came forward:
"Master County Master, you are finally here. I haven't seen you for a few days!"
Xiufa is still young, but he is very nostalgic, and he is no stranger to Ouyang Rong, who is a county magistrate.
The latter thinks this is very precious.
The little novice monk reacted and turned to look curiously at Miss Xie, who was dressed particularly attractively today.
He scratched his little head and couldn't help but asked doubtfully:
"This is... Miss Xie's sister? County Master, where is Miss Xie? Why didn't you come with me?"
"..." Xie Lingjiang.
"..." Ouyang Rong.
Yan Liulang covered his mouth with his fist and coughed twice, with a straight face:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't Miss Xie right in front of you? Are you a little novice monk and you are too busy? Don't delay the Mingfu's inspection today."
"Can't delay, can't delay."
Xiufa nodded hurriedly and said:
"Master, please come with me. The Beitian Almshouse is ready and waiting for your visit."
"Don't worry yet." Ouyang Rong smiled and said, "Is there still food in the breakfast courtyard? Let's go get some breakfast."
"Yes, yes." Xiufa was startled, "It's just that there were a lot of pilgrims going up the mountain today to ask for fortune-telling, and there were a lot of donors eating breakfast, so there was a bit of a rush over there."
"It doesn't matter, my junior sister and I are considered among the pilgrims today. We can just go find a table and squeeze in."
"A pilgrim too?"
Xiufa was confused and glanced at Yan Liulang next to him, muttering to himself what kind of weird temporary arrangement this was.
Ouyang Rong smiled:
"Isn't there a temple fair in your temple today? My junior sister and I will go there for a walk after breakfast."
Xiufa suddenly understood and nodded in agreement: "I see, no problem, I will take you to the temple fair..."
After saying that, Xiufa was about to lead Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang and others into the temple gate, but the next second, his little bald head was held in place by a big hand, and the little novice monk tilted his head back and stood still.
few times.
"Mingfu, Miss Xie, my brothers and I have eaten. Our stomachs are still full and we are not hungry."
Yan Liulang smiled and stroked his hair, stopped Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang who were about to leave, and suggested with a straight face:
"Hey, when did the pavilion at this entrance be built? It's just right. My subordinates and brothers are tired. Why don't we go over and rest for a while to recuperate, so we won't go in with you in the morning."
Yan Liulang looked at Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang with sincere eyes, looked at the hair that was holding the dog's head, and subconsciously explained:
"Master Xiaoyan, this is a waiting pavilion. It is for the female relatives of pilgrims to stay and rest. You can't... Uh-huh."
The young monk was only halfway through his words when he was blocked by the smiling Yan Liulang's other hand.
The latter looked at Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang with a look of helplessness and said:
"Mingfu, Miss Xie, to be honest, my subordinates and brothers are very good at catching thieves and chasing down murderers, and they do their duty, but here at the Marriage Temple Fair...
"I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for us to go there with a fierce look on our face and a sword in hand. In such an occasion, we couldn't hold up a scene in the past... You go ahead, we'll wait for you to come out in the pavilion at the temple gate."
Xie Lingjiang didn't reply, but looked sideways at his senior brother's expression.
Ouyang Rong thought for a moment and seemed to understand the difficulties of his subordinates. He nodded to Yan Liulang and other agents, smiled and said:
"Okay, you guys stay here, have a good rest, and wait for us to come out."
"Okay, okay."
Yan Liulang and the other twelve detectives nodded hurriedly, fearing that the young county magistrate would suddenly change his mind and would take twelve light bulbs to burn incense and ask for fortune-telling. If this was the case, it would be strange if Miss Xie could give them a good look.
"Then, young monk, let's take the county magistrate and Miss Xie in... Well, Mr. Yan, what are you doing?"
As soon as her hair was freed from the clutches of the devil, she straightened her monk's robes, stepped onto the threshold of the side door, and was about to lead people into the temple.
Suddenly a big hand came out from behind, held down his shining little head, and pulled him back out of the threshold.
"You are not allowed to go. It's not like Mingfu and Miss Xie don't know how to walk on the road to Donglin Temple. Mingfu has been recovering here for so long, so he may be more familiar with it than you. Why are you going to join in the fun?"
Yan Liulang lectured with a straight face:
"Are you ready at the Beitian Almshouse? Hurry over there and go to the Beitian Almshouse to check yourself and make preparations. Wait until Mingfu and Miss Xie have finished shopping there. Do you understand?"
"But little monk..."
The back collar of the monk's robe was pulled up, and he opened his mouth. Under Yan Liulang's glare, he nodded like he was knocking a small wooden fish and said:
"I understand, I understand."
Ahead, Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang turned back together.
He looked at Yan Liulang, Xiufa and the others who stopped outside the threshold and refused to take a step forward, thought for a while, nodded and said:
"Okay, Rokuro, you guys wait here for me. It won't be long before my junior sister and I are together."
After the words fell, the group of people said goodbye in front of the bustling temple gate where people were coming and going.
It didn't attract much attention.
Ouyang Rong took Xie Ling Jiang Huan into the temple.
This time, it was really just the two of them left.
at the same time.
On the other side of Donglin Temple, there is a newly expanded Zhaiyuan named Beitian Almshouse.
A one-armed swordsman, a black-robed priestess and several of his subordinates arrived without anyone noticing.
Take your seat silently.
At a certain moment, a slave of the Liu family, disguised as an ordinary pilgrim, quietly returned to report.
"Did you see the person clearly?"
"Fairy Fairy, see clearly."
"How many people came?"
"Only two, Ouyang Lianghan and the female master named Xie, may have relaxed their guard a little too much, and the other followers stayed outside the temple gate."