Chapter 759 It’s all the purple bellyband’s fault!
Just like when naming, "men don't have heaven, and women don't have immortals".
Throughout the dynasties, the title of princesses and princesses was not allowed to be arbitrarily added with the word "immortal".
But right now.
Princess Zhenxian.
After Ouyang Rong heard these four words, his first focus was on the word "immortal".
The title "True Immortal" is too big a title! Generally, Zong Ji, who is generally unlucky, cannot suppress her. Titles such as "Changning", "Shou'an" and "Yongping" are more suitable. Biyu is gentle and gentle.
.
To dare to take the title of "True Immortal", this Zongji must either become a monk and practice Taoism, seek immortality, or have some other description. At the same time, she must be favored and favored! Because the expectations placed on her by the royal family are like a title.
, is not about peace and enjoyment, but glory and immortality.
Ouyang Rong's mouth was a little dry.
At this moment, on the high platform, he was being stared at by Rong Zhen... no, he was being stared at by Wei Rong.
After she said those words with her little face raised, the corners of her eyes were sparkling, her eyelashes were long and trembling slightly, and she stared at him for a while.
"Now that you know the deepest selfishness in my heart, Ouyang Lianghan, do you feel some pleasure in your heart?"
Ouyang Rong moved his eyes away.
"No."
The girl in palace clothes took a deep breath and spoke again. She had stopped crying and forced a smile:
"No, you have selfish motives. Haha, it turns out that she also has selfish motives. It's the same as hiding a child bride secretly, so she has no right to criticize you, right?"
She tried to imitate Ouyang Rong's tone of voice, but Ouyang Rong immediately denied:
"Juewu, Princess Zhenxian..."
"Don't call me Princess Zhenxian, and you are not allowed to call me Wei!" Rong Zhen suddenly interrupted him and said with some excitement: "I don't like these titles, and I haven't liked them since the first day I got them.
, I want you to call me by your original name, preferably Rong Zhen, like you just did outside the bamboo forest, and you are not allowed to add the title of female history."
Under Rong Zhen's extremely bold gaze, Ouyang Rong was silent for a while and then spoke:
"Rong Zhen, what is your relationship with Wei Jisi and Wei Sixing?"
"Cousins."
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but frown: "Cousins? Are you peers?"
"Um."
"Then your age isn't it..."
"What are you thinking about? I am younger than you, my mother gave birth to me very late, and she is the youngest among my brothers and sisters. She is the daughter of my grandfather... I am just a golden girl who entered the Yin Yang family's lineage early.
It is only in the realm of a child and a beautiful girl that she can stabilize her appearance and shape, and she is not an old girl."
He was stunned for a moment and said: "I didn't think so, that's not what I meant. I just didn't expect that your seniority in the Wei family was so high. That Princess Anhui, and the previous Young Master Wei, didn't want to call you to express my gratitude.
Aunt?"
"This is the case legally, but I don't like them calling me senior members of the clan, and I don't like to deal with them. I usually stay in the palace."
"Legal principles?"
"Yes, my mother, Wei Jisi and Wei Sixing's father are half-brothers and sisters."
"Wait a minute, doesn't it mean that your mother and today's saints are also..."
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but raise his head and hesitated to speak.
Wei Wang Wei's successor and Liang Wang Wei Sixing were cousins, both nephews of the pilgrim saint.
Their fathers were two brothers who were pilgrims, but they both passed away early, leaving only two brothers. As the male heads of the family, they are considered the second generation heirs of the Wei family.
Ouyang Rong was a little silent.
Rong Zhen sniffed:
"My mother is the saint's sister. When she was eight years old, my mother passed away. The saint Xu felt guilty and took me back to the palace to raise me..."
Ouyang Rong listened carefully and finally understood.
As a pilgrim, in addition to two brothers, there is also an elder sister and a younger sister.
The first two brothers are half-brothers.
The two sisters behind them are compatriots with the same father and mother.
There are subtle differences between closeness and distance.
From the perspective of a pilgrim, it is obvious that I am closer to this sister.
You can see that Rongzhen was brought back to the palace and raised by her side personally. She is the only daughter of the saint's sister.
If she were a male, her status in the Wei family would be at least as good as that of King Wei and King Liang, and she would probably replace them and become the second generation heir of the Wei family.
After all, when the pilgrim is a female emperor, what is the difference between the son of a sister and the son of an elder brother?
Therefore, although Rong Zhen is a woman, her status is very special among the current Wei family. She is the same generation as Wei Wang Wei's heir and Liang Wang Wei Sixing, and she is also favored by the saint.
Ouyang Rong sighed:
"No wonder the saint had such a preference for you, the Caichang female historian, before. There is obviously more than one Caichang female historian."
After a pause, he asked:
"Then... what's going on with the title of Princess Zhenxian? Also, don't you take your father's surname? Are your parents married to the same race?"
Rong Zhen whispered:
"We are not of the same clan... but the saint regarded me as a descendant of the Wei family, so he asked me to follow my mother's example and change my surname to Wei. My title was also raised to a higher level. I was promoted from county princess to princess, equivalent to the daughter of a prince. As for the title of true immortal...
"My mother once told the saint that when she was pregnant with me, she dreamed of an immortal. When I woke up, there was an auspicious wind and a rainbow on my bed... After my mother left, I was taken back to the Luoyang Palace. The saint asked me to become a monk and pray for blessings. I was named True Immortal.
Later, by chance, the qi master Si Tianjian discovered the talent for qi refining. The saint was overjoyed, and Da Siming personally came out of seclusion and accepted me as his disciple...
"You also know what happened next. It was my choice to serve as a female official Caishang and to stay with the saint. In addition, the saint seemed reluctant to let me marry away from Beijing and follow the same path as my mother...
"
Rong Zhen's words are both detailed and brief.
Ouyang Rong listened quietly and didn't ask any more questions, as if his confusion had been resolved.
The two of them faced each other, still holding their hands, but somewhat speechless.
Rong Zhen's mood calmed down a bit, and he stared at the expression on his face:
"Ouyang Lianghan, do you have anything else to ask?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
Rong Zhen suddenly said:
"You really didn't look."
Ouyang Rong was confused: "What didn't you see?"
There were outsiders around, but Rong Zhen didn't answer. He lowered his almond-shaped eyes slightly and murmured to himself:
"I have no wrong belief. You are a true gentleman. The piece of clothing with my name written on it is obviously the word 'Wei Rong' embroidered by my mother herself. You can know it by looking at it. When you handle it,
But I have never opened it to take a peek. You are really different from other men, and that thief who stole Die Lianhua is not even remotely comparable to you... You are truly a gentleman."
After being stunned for three full breaths, Ouyang Rong finally realized what she was talking about.
His eyes flicked and landed on the neck of Rong Zhen's tightly covered purple dress.
The girl in palace attire is covered in expensive purple today, and if nothing else, the inside is still purple...it's still the lost purple bellyband that turned white after washing.
At this moment, Ouyang Rong's face was as calm as a lake, his eyes were still slightly cold, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
Depend on!
You mean the name is embroidered on the bellyband?
Can you tell at a glance that your surname is Wei?
Why didn't you tell me earlier?
Hiss, no wonder Rong Zhen never doubted him from the beginning to the end and didn't think he was the owner of Die Lianhua.
If he is really the owner of Die Lianhua, according to the label of the thief who stole the bellyband, he will definitely open the bellyband and play with it carefully. It is impossible not to find the name on the bellyband under the blasphemy.
Therefore, an obvious logic is that the "Master of Die Lianhua", who is a prostitute, must know her surname is Wei. If he does not know, then he is not the owner of Die Lianhua, nor is he his accomplice!
Especially after the conflict in Huang Xuan's courtyard, Ouyang Rong pretended to have picked it up and returned the purple bellyband to her who was seriously injured and recovering from illness.
Afterwards, he even expressed greetings and went over to check on his "colleague's physical condition" when he had nothing to do. In fact, he was just afraid of losing his vest and stayed closer to her so that he could learn about the investigation progress of the case in real time and avoid being caught by the female historian.
However, in Rong Zhen's eyes, this was definitely not the case, and the feelings it brought to her were also different.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Ouyang Rong has a close relationship with the Xunyang Palace and may be his chief adviser. Rong Zhen must also know this.
Therefore, his move further highlighted the righteousness of a gentleman. Although he had clearly handled the purple bellyband, he still had no idea that she was a girl from the Wei family.
It was in sharp contrast to the master of the lewd thief Die Lianhua. She was simply dazzling and full of righteousness. I don’t know what the female historian was thinking during that time...
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Ouyang Rong was a little afraid to review the game.
If I remember correctly, the "comradeship" between him and Rong Zhen gradually deepened, which started after returning the purple bellyband. Rong Zhen's impression of him should also have changed. Later, the two began to cooperate sincerely, and their understanding became more and more tacit.
...to today.
Good guy, what kind of gentleman test is this?
Don't guard against lewd thieves, but guard against gentlemen, right?
In an instant, a thought flashed through them all, and Ouyang Rong realized it completely.
I just abide by my personal principles and return the property to its original owner, but I didn't expect it to be unintentionally inserted.
At this moment, his mood was beyond words and complicated.
I don’t know whether to blame this romantic relationship, or be grateful to it for protecting the vest.
At the moment, no one on the stage knew what was in the mind of a certain young man in Confucian shirt.
All I could see was his stern face, which was slightly cold and indifferent.
Rong Zhen also saw it. From the moment she spoke her selfish thoughts and confessed her life experience, her eyes followed Ouyang Rong's thin and handsome face.
At this time, the blush flowing on the long skirt of the palace-dressed girl has faded, and she has returned to her purple dress. She is graceful, elegant, cold, arrogant and noble, and also has some mysterious depth.
She said coldly:
"Slave dog, who told you to come here and use the knife?"
Duan Quanwu kept kneeling on one knee in a pleading posture. After hearing this, he quietly glanced at Qian Chen's body not far away, and then looked at the tall and burly back of Wei Wu in front of him, who was standing quietly with his head bowed and being punished.
Wei Wu Er walked to the position between Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen without saying anything.
The man with the Chinese character's face hit his knee hard on the ground, kneeled down on one knee towards Ouyang Rong, and clasped his fists to apologize.
"Princess Princess, the Governor, is a villain who is reckless and speaks loudly. He has contradicted the Governor a lot. I hope that you will forgive me and treat the villain like a fool."
Ouyang Rong looked down at the ground in front of him and remained silent.
Wei Wu paused, raised his head, and glanced at the cold expression on the pretty face of the noble girl in palace attire next to him.
He looked back, with a serious expression on his red, swollen and bleeding fat face. He cupped his fists again and said to Ouyang Rong, who was standing with his hands behind his back in front of him:
"Lord Governor, some misunderstandings and conflicts occurred accidentally before. At that time, the people under the palace acted without authorization, blinded their ability to recognize Mount Tai, and bumped into you. It was like a flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple. As long as these rubbish are still there,
Feel free to speak your mind and say whatever you want."
Ouyang Rong tilted his head and glanced at Wei Wu.
When the latter saw this, he immediately took advantage of the victory and said:
"Your Majesty the Governor, Your Highnesses the King of Wei and the King of Liang, I recently learned some of your deeds from Princess Zhenxian's message. I feel deeply that I was careless and listened to the slanderous words of the villain below, and I have a little misunderstanding about you.
, it’s gone now, and the villain involved has been dealt with seriously.
"Actually, your two highnesses have always admired your talent. Now, like Princess Zhenxian, they very much recognize your benevolent governance in Jiangzhou. You are a rare great talent in the country and a rare honest official.
You are doing practical things for the saints, for the great Zhou Dynasty, and for the people of the world! You are the pillar of the country and you can expect a bright future!"
Having said this, Wei Wu reached into his arms, fumbled around, took out a red paper and gold-gilded invitation, held it up with both hands, and offered it to Ouyang Rong:
"When today's great Buddha event is over and those wanton rebels are dealt with, His Highnesses the King of Wei and the King of Liang will jointly submit a letter to help you make a good speech in front of the saint and ask you to return to the capital immediately. When the time comes, the two Highnesses sincerely invite you.
Let's go to the Prince's Mansion for tea. Your Highnesses have always been courteous to virtuous people and valued talented people. At that time, we will have a chat with you about state affairs and sincerely ask for your advice. I hope you can give me some advice."
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the red and gold invitation lying quietly on the palm of the kneeling man.
This is an admission ticket.
A ticket directly into the top power field in the divine capital.
Everyone on the high platform had different expressions.
Duan Quanwu stretched his neck and looked at the red and gold invitation with an extremely envious expression on his face. He wished he could replace it when the opportunity fell to him. His eyes could not conceal his ambition.
Yi Qianqiu, who was covered in snow armor, tilted his head slightly and did not look at the red and gold invitation. Instead, he looked at Ouyang Rong, who was in a calm mood, with inexplicably complicated eyes.
Grandma Song was surprisingly silent, her white eyes seemed to be staring at the purple-clad Rong Zhen, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
However, Rong Zhen did not look at Nanny Song. She might have known her gaze, but she didn't care. At this moment, all her attention was focused on one place.
Ouyang Rong wore a Confucian shirt, picked up the red and gold invitation, and weighed it in the palm of his hand.
Before Wei Wu could smile, he suddenly said:
"I don't like drinking tea."
Wei Wu was confused: "What?"
Ouyang Rong thought to himself and said, "I like to eat pears. Do you have any pears over there?"
"Pear...pear?"
"That's right." Ouyang Rong spoke with emphasis: "Pear."
"Lord Governor, what does this mean? Is it a homophonic pronunciation, Li..."
Before Wei Wu could finish asking, Rong Zhen suddenly stepped forward, pushed him away, and took the red and gold invitation from Ouyang Rong.
In front of everyone, she folded it in half, tore it into pieces, and scattered them on the floor at her feet.
The girl in palace clothes raised her little face and said to the young man in scholar's clothes:
"We don't drink tea from anywhere and ignore them. From now on, I will peel pears for you to eat, okay?"
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(PS: There are many reversals and explosive points in this plot. I have to take back the foreshadowing, so I write it a little slower. I will post as much as I write. I may not be able to make it on time at 12 o'clock in the evening. Everyone should go to bed early!)