Chapter 554: A beautiful woman recognizes her master, and the new governor gets someone else to marry him
"She seems to be afraid of you."
Night, Procuratorate.
Ouyang Rong walked out of the ward and came to the corridor. Rong Zhenzhen stood in front of the railings, waiting for him with his back turned, and suddenly spoke.
"Ah, why are you afraid of me? Who?" Ouyang Rong asked with a stunned expression.
"President Pei."
Rong Zhen turned around, looked directly at Ouyang Rong, and spoke solemnly.
"Have it?"
"Um."
Rong Zhen nodded and whispered:
"She started trembling all over as soon as you came closer to talk. These details cannot be hidden from me, and although President Pei doesn't look at you much, his attention should always be on you and he should be very concerned about your reaction.
"The emotion revealed by those subtle movements, fear of you should be second only to fear of the moon."
After hearing this, Ouyang Rong chuckled, put his hands behind his back, walked to the railing beside Rong Zhen, and looked at the night outside the corridor.
Rong Zhen saw his calm demeanor and said in a joking tone:
"Looking at it this way, maybe she wasn't frightened by the moonlight just now, but maybe she was frightened by me."
Rong Zhen looked away from him and shook his head:
"Monophobia is not fake, but fear of you is also real. President Pei is probably afraid that you will retaliate against her. I have made some inquiries.
"You were demoted to Sima before, and after Lin Cheng and Wang Lengran came to power, they lifted the ban on the renovation of the old houses in Xingzifang that you had been suppressing. Chairman Pei and the late Shen Bingqiang followed the trend, fawned over, and became their pawns.
"President Pei should know that I have offended you. Now that you have not only been promoted to governor, but also have the power of life and death, she is naturally afraid of your retaliation. This is only human nature. She does not know that you are magnanimous and that you are a gentleman and do official business."
It's a public matter, regardless of past grudges."
After hearing this, Ouyang Rong couldn't help but sigh:
"It makes sense. Rong Nushi is very thoughtful."
Rong Zhen tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment, and whispered:
"It's not good to keep her worried and frightened all the time. Come and visit more often in the past few days, express your attitude, ease misunderstandings, comfort her, and don't let her guess. The calm look on your face just now would make anyone afraid, even more
What's more, she is a businesswoman with all-round intelligence and sensitive mind..."
"good."
Ouyang Rong looked at the girl in palace clothes in front of him who was always thinking about him and patiently admonishing him, and nodded.
After a while, he changed the subject:
"Are you hungry?"
"What?"
Rong Zhen was slightly startled, thinking that he heard wrongly.
"I asked, are you hungry?"
"Hungry..."
"What does it mean to be hungry? Rong Nvshi doesn't even know whether she is hungry or not?"
Ouyang Rong laughed and shook his head, turned around and left temporarily:
"Wait a minute, Liu Lang is over there in the carriage. I asked him to bring the chicken soup over so that Nv Shi can try it. This black-bone chicken, yam, and red date soup was made by my aunt herself. It has just come out of the oven and is still hot..."
Rong Zhen asked in a strange tone: "Did you specifically ask your aunt to cook it and bring it to me?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head honestly:
"No, my aunt cooked it for me. I was planning to take it to Jiangzhou Hall to drink with Rokuro and Yuan Changshi, but I learned that Mrs. Pei was awake halfway, so I brought her here along the way."
Seemingly not noticing the pretty face of the girl in palace attire in front of him and the corners of her mouth gradually turning downward, he smiled and said:
"Didn't Rong Nushi say that she wanted to express her attitude and comfort her? She just asked Liulang to send some chicken soup to her to replenish her health.
"But let's try something. If Rong Nushi is hungry, isn't it? Hey, is Rong Nushi not feeling well? Why doesn't she look so good..."
Ouyang Rong was halfway through speaking when he noticed that the female historian was looking at him expressionlessly and asked in a low voice.
"No." Rong Zhen asked patiently: "Has Governor Ouyang finished speaking?"
"Uh, I should finish talking."
"oh."
Rong Zhen nodded, turned around and left, leaving behind:
"I'm not hungry, and I don't like to eat or drink during official duties. Governor Ouyang, please drink slowly. You can give some to President Pei, it's up to you." His tone was cold and distant.
"..."
Ouyang Rong watched the moody female historian disappear around the corner, but she was used to it and shook her head.
He turned around and looked in the direction of the hospital bed.
"Are you afraid of the moon? It's interesting. Are you more afraid of the moon, or are you more afraid of me? Which one scares you faint...forget it, it's actually the same."
Ouyang Rong patted his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked away.
Went to see Yan Liulang to deliver chicken soup.
She must have Yan Liulang deliver it to her in person.
…
Pei Shisanniang's awakening kept the Overwatch Council busy for a while.
As the number one witness to the murder case of the collapse of the Xingzi Lake Buddha, Rong Zhen and other female officials did not want to give up. They interrogated her about many things, but found nothing.
Pei Shisanniang didn’t know why she could survive alone.
It would be too obvious to say that she is an accomplice of the owner of Die Lianhua. Moreover, if that is the case, it would be very simple to cover up this. All you need to do is inflict some minor injuries or save Shen Bingqiang's life and have a companion with her.
, only Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng, and Wang Lengran died...
After all, living two lives is better than living just one, which is more low-key.
But there is no if, this is the fact.
After repeatedly confirming that Pei Shisanniang was innocent and had no motive for murder, Rong Zhen and other female officials had no choice but to focus on investigating the people Shen Bingqiang had offended or the people Pei Sanniang had benefited from.
This is another big project, and the progress of the case is once again as slow as a turtle.
However, after persistent efforts, Rong Zhen was able to obtain a relatively detailed confession, which clarified a key point:
The tripod sword in the shape of a clear blue moon was indeed the first to emerge from the face of the Buddha's head.
This more and more supports the possibility that Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen once discussed, that is, the tripod sword was first hidden in the Buddha's head, and the owner of Dielianhua either relied on the Qingtong mask to transform to avoid the sound of the piano, or Yinjun ate it
The tortoise-shell beetle has the invisibility power, which is logical...
With a vague direction, Rong Zhen got busy again.
Ouyang Rong, who had finished his Spring Festival holiday, entered the Jiangzhou Hall and the Governor's Office the next day and began to deal with the mountain of affairs.
With the excuse of delivering chicken soup to Ouyang Rong to appease him, Yan Liulang stayed in the Supervisory Yuan. When Pei Shisanniang was interrogated by the female officials, Yan Liulang was also there, and even made many suggestions that the female officials found useful...
That afternoon, Ouyang Rong, who had been busy for most of the day, walked out of the Governor's Mansion.
He boarded the carriage, sat with his eyes closed, rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly, and whispered: "Go to Xingzifang for a stroll."
At present, in Xingzifang, including the Xingzi Lake construction site, a large number of former slum buildings have been vacated, bought and sold, and then razed to the ground.
Less than half of these lands are in the hands of the governor's office, and most of the rest are in the hands of wealthy Yangzhou businessmen such as Pei Shisanniang.
Ouyang Rong opened the corner of the car curtain and stared silently at the changed Qingyang Street and other streets outside.
He suddenly remembered what Yan Liulang asked him last time.
What to do here?
"How to deal with it... Isn't it just a matter of having hands? It's such a simple thing? They have all taken the blame, leaving this large piece of clean land, and they just need to build new houses on it step by step, and provide it with both hands.
I am, eh..."
Ouyang Rong sighed, looking a little embarrassed.
When he first took office in Xunyang City, he actually had no ambition to mess with Xingzifang at all, because it was too much to do more than good. The existence of this kind of urban slums had its own meaning and operational logic. Forcibly correcting it would only change the problem.
The layer of skin suddenly appears somewhere else.
But now, Wang Lengran and others boldly touched the restricted area, and did not hesitate to bear the infamy. They pushed forward forcefully, which opened up the situation of Xingzifang and left him a good legacy... However, Wang Lengran and the governor's office had previously harmed their interests and forced them to continue.
The people of Xingzifang still need Ouyang Rong to show up to comfort them and appear as "Qingtian".
However, why did he feel that the unscrupulous government was playing both bad and good tricks? But now that Xingzifang has reached this point, naturally he cannot go back, otherwise the losses will be even greater, so he has to reluctantly give this king Lengran longed for a long time.
The peaches of political achievements have been plucked...
When Ouyang Rong looked strange and had mixed feelings, Yan Liulang suddenly got into the carriage.
"Ming Mansion, the Supervisory Yuan has released Pei Shisanniang home."
"What's the mission I asked you to do?"
"According to your order, Beizhi has been staying beside the sickbed these days. This businesswoman is secretly afraid of Beizhi, but she is very honest and doesn't talk nonsense. She is a smart person... Beizhi also followed your order, and in front of Rong Nu Shi, the official
All her sealed properties were returned, and there was no deduction or bullying."
"Okay." Ouyang Rong said lightly.
"but……"
"But what?"
Yan Liulang glanced outside: "Ming Mansion... not long after this businesswoman returned home, she found a humble position again and wants to see you."
"oh?"
Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows...
Not long after, in the dim alley at dusk, a plump and beautiful woman came out following the expressionless Yan Liulang. She was wearing a black silk hat and a jade-patterned brocade feather satin cloak.
, wearing a low-luxury black silk dress with red edges on the sleeves... Pei Shisanniang, who dressed up in a hurry and always dressed up expensively when going out, was brought to the shadowed carriage by Yan Liulang, and she stepped forward in small steps
, get into the car.
In the car, Ouyang Rong, who had closed his eyes and was concentrating, just opened his eyes and before he could speak, a fragrant breeze hit him.
Pei Shisanniang threw down her hat, took off her cloak, and with a "plop" sound, she knelt on the hard wooden board of the carriage, walked a few steps on her knees, and suddenly jumped forward and hugged his legs.
"Master, this slave has realized his mistake."
Ouyang Rong leaned back and raised his hands to show his innocence: "Get up first!"
"The slave can't afford it. The slave has made a mistake. The master is compassionate and magnanimous. He not only spares the slave's life, but also gives the slave his family property. The slave is so grateful that he has nothing to repay. He is willing to work for the master in this life.
Be a slave and a servant and be loyal to your master..."
This beautiful and influential woman in the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce actually called herself a bitch slave. She hugged his calf, raised her round face with the dignified and virtuous charm of a young woman from the south of the Yangtze River, and gazed eagerly at his handsome face with sparkling eyes.
Face:
"I hope that the master will accept this lowly slave. The master is wise and powerful, like a dragon and a tiger, and is the greatest husband in the world. The lowly slave was previously stupid and arrogant, and had eyes that could not recognize gold and jade. But now he wakes up, his face is full of shame, and he regrets his sins."
Reincarnate...the humble slave's admiration for his master is like a torrential river..."
Ouyang Rong stared at her silently for a while, pursed his lips, and after a while, said seriously:
"If you are willing to help me and do some practical things for the people, you can, but you have to change your title. Stop calling me a slave and a slave. We have a legitimate relationship between men and women... a cooperative relationship." He corrected seriously.
"Yes, yes, you bitch knows." Pei Shisanniang nodded her head, and when she saw him relenting, she was filled with gratitude.
"..."
Ouyang Rong was speechless, but the crisp sound of wooden fish ringing in his ears made him look at her more.
Pei Shisanniang's voice was timid: "Slave... I didn't say anything in the Overwatch Council. Master is just doing justice for heaven."
"I don't know what you are talking about." Ouyang Rong looked calm.
Pei Shisanniang suddenly realized, with a flattering smile on her face: "Yes, Master, this is all nonsense."
She rolled her eyes up with tears in her eyes, carefully looking at the slight expression on the young master's lips... After witnessing the mythical devastation and unrivaled power, the beautiful woman was now completely convinced.
I was in awe of the frail scholar in front of me, like a god.
"Master..." she shouted weakly.
"Don't call me master." Ouyang Rong said helplessly.
"Then... Young Master?"
Ouyang Rong remained silent, seeming to acquiesce.
Pei Shisanniang immediately changed her mind and shouted sweetly: "Young Master~"
She asked quietly: "Does the female historian named Rong Zhen have a crush on you? Is she in love with you?"
Ouyang Rong's left eyelid twitched and his face was expressionless: "What are you talking about? We are just colleagues. If you talk nonsense again, get out."
He tried to kick his leg, but failed to kick away the beautiful woman who was hugging his leg and not letting go.
"Okay, it's just a colleague." She shrank her head, lowered her eyes and rolled her eyes.
Ignoring the deformation and squeezing of her bulging breasts, Pei Shisanniang hugged her arms tighter, resting her chin on his knees meekly, looking at his cold face with admiration:
"Then...Young master is so powerful. The female historian who comes from Luoyang and serves the saint is so noble and arrogant, and she obeys the words of you...your colleague..."
Ouyang Rong felt his right leg sinking into a ball of soft and hot cotton. He moved it, but the space in the carriage was too small and he couldn't get out.
He had no choice but to turn his head, point to the Xingzifang street outside, and whisper a few instructions... Pei Shisanniang agreed one by one. Sitting on the ground, she obediently tilted her head, as docile as a cat, and tilted her face towards him. On the inner side of his calf, his red lips even touched the muddy fabric of his clothes, and he whispered: "What belongs to me belongs to you. You need the land, and I will transfer it to your name tomorrow..."
"I don't need it...forget it, you can go back first. It's too late. Let's talk in detail later."
"Yes, Lord... Young Master."
Pei Sanniang looked reluctant to leave, but she picked up her hat, put on her cloak, and left obediently.
It's dark outside, there are no clouds tonight, and a full moon hangs high in the sky.
But this beautiful woman who had regained her life was not afraid at all, and her lunar phobia disappeared. She returned to the luxurious car, ordered the valet and coachman, and returned to the mansion. Her face under the curtain was bloodshot and red, and she could not hide her excitement and joy... …
In the carriage behind, Ouyang Rong watched her carriage go away with some speechlessness, "Is there some kind of Stockholm syndrome?"
There was still the scent of the Western spices used by Pei Shisanniang in the carriage. His expression calmed down, he opened the window to disperse the smell, bent down to pick up the purple and gold silk silk that she had forgotten on the ground, and stuffed it under the seat.
Looking at this charming purple and gold silk, Ouyang Rong's eyes were as calm as a lake.
It doesn't matter whether it's Stockholm Syndrome or acting skills. But the business woman's choice is actually very smart.
After being given chicken soup by Yan Liulang and returning all the property, she should have known that after acquiring so much land in Xingzifang, it would be impossible for her to escape unscathed and leave Xunyang.
Ouyang Rong's move to return everything was more like a beating.
But in fact, he just wanted her to cooperate honestly, because she is needed for the subsequent reconstruction of Xingzifang... At most, it will not make money, but it will not bankrupt the family, break the bones and suck out the marrow. Ouyang Rong does not do this kind of thing.
But Ouyang Rong didn't expect that Pei Shisanniang would kneel down and acknowledge her master. Was she so frightened that she gave in completely?
Or is this the rule of the game in this era?
Merchants are like lambs in front of officials. After the storm, the winner takes all? Pei Shisanniang is actually just acting according to the rules? Especially after seeing his arrogant behavior, she directly chose to submit to him and acquiesced - since it was not destroyed, then It's the trophy that the winner is interested in - this point, obediently?
That's true. You can't resist anyway. Instead of being forced and coerced unwillingly, it's better to take the initiative and get into his lap as a winner.
Moreover, her humble cooperation and her follow-up attitude, even more so than the previous cheap brother-in-law Wang Caozhi's bond with him. This is her own family fortune, a complete switch, and she wants to be his white glove.
Moreover, this whole situation made Ouyang Rong feel a little embarrassed and she really suffered a loss.
"Why do I feel like I was taken advantage of by her..."
Ouyang Rong thought for a moment and shook his head, "Whether she has some thoughts or not, or what she said...it's all the same."
His eyes were indifferent. At this moment, the palm of his hand that was stuffing the purple and gold silk fabric under the seat touched a long piano case.
Ouyang Rong raised his head, glanced at the rising moon outside the window, and stroked the empty sword box with his palm through the thin purple and gold silk fabric, his eyes twinkling slightly.
The certain blue moon that Pei Shisanniang was afraid of was still at the bottom of Xingzi Lake, because Grandma Song had been guarding the Buddha's head and mourning hall by the lake...
"It's not a problem to stay in the lake all the time. Although the lake is deep enough... I have to find a chance to fish it out." He rubbed his face and muttered.