Chapter 611 Yunmeng has a Primordial Sovereign, Wu and Yue have a Great Flood Dragon [Bonus Chapter for 7k words, please vote!]
"Why are these female cultivators from Yunmengze so determined to prevent the Donglin Buddha from being placed on the ground?"
Before Ouyang Rong could speak, Xie Lingjiang asked a pointed question.
After thinking for a moment, Xu said:
"Does he also think that I, Saint Zhou, broke the tacit agreement and the old covenant without informing him, and that my actions were not ethical?"
"Or perhaps, they are disgusted with Buddhism? I remember that in the history of the Southern Dynasties, there were many emperors who were devout Buddhists, built Buddhist temples, excessively worshipped Buddhism, and squandered a lot of national treasury wealth on Buddhist activities, which affected the people's production."
"Yunmeng Jianze witnessed that period and probably deeply resents it, especially the sycophantic emperor."
After these words were spoken, there was an unusual silence around the dinner table for a moment.
In particular, upon hearing the phrase "the sycophantic emperor," everyone had an "unexplained association"—it seemed so familiar.
Having been sent by the Empress Dowager to oversee the Donglin Buddha, Li Xian belatedly realized something, coughed lightly, covered his mouth, and said no more.
"That makes sense."
Li Guo'er snapped her fingers crisply in response.
All eyes turned to her, and they saw her first scoop a spoonful of broth with a silver spoon, carefully bring it to her red lips, and after drinking the broth, she was about to speak to everyone again when she frowned slightly.
Li Guo'er seemed to kick away the "sneaky" person under the table who was rubbing against her calves below her skirt.
She picked up a piece of pastry from the pastry plate placed on the edge of the dining table with two fingers and dropped it at her feet.
After sending it away, he continued:
"Besides, didn't they say that what belongs to the Empress belongs to the Empress and what belongs to the Yuanjun belongs to the Yuanjun? They also had an old agreement with our Li clan before, so they probably always regarded this Wuyue land and the former territory of the Southern Dynasty as their own backyard."
"How can one tolerate another snoring beside one's bed? Is the majesty of the Yuan Dynasty, which has been maintained for thousands of years, worthless? To some extent, the flourishing Buddhist incense in Jiangnan will surely affect them."
"There are only so many believers. If the Buddhist sect gains one more, they will lose one less. Besides, everyone has so little time each day. They spend it burning incense and worshipping Buddha. How can they have time to visit their Yunmeng Yuanjun?"
"It is obvious that it is a struggle for interests. As my father said, they hate the sycophantic emperors in the history of the Southern Dynasty. I guess that's the reason. If the emperors of the Southern Dynasty were not sycophants of Buddha, but their own rulers, then there would be no problem."
"In the end, it's still a naked struggle for interests. This is true all over the world. How big do you think the scope can be?"
"Grandmother's decision to send us to build the Donglin Buddha in Jiangzhou is almost a sign that the Buddhist incense in Jiangnan will become even more prosperous, and there will probably be more people worshipping Buddha."
"This is blatantly undermining their foundation, although it won't happen overnight... Rather than being replaced and slowly waiting to die, it's better to take a gamble, destroy the Donglin Buddha, and make a show of force. This is in line with the personality of the legendary Yunmeng Great Queen."
"When Grandmother and the two kings of the Wei clan built the Great Zhou Songde Tian Shu and the Four Directions Buddha, it was not actually aimed at Yunmeng Jianze or Tiannan alone. The world is so big, and the Four Directions Buddha statues should be placed in all four directions. It is not just focused on this Jiangnan region."
"However, my grandmother and the others probably never expected that the reaction to the statues would be the most intense in Jiangnan Road and Lingnan Road. There was even a group of unruly and disobedient Yunmeng Yue women in Tiannan."
Li Guo'er shook her head, picked up the silver spoon, scooped up another spoonful of hot soup, pursed her lips slightly, and gently blew air into the silver spoon.
Ouyang Rong ate quietly, constantly picking at his food, and listened silently to Li Xian and Li Guo'er's analysis.
He did not speak immediately.
In fact, the construction of the Great Zhou Songde Celestial Pivot and the Four Great Buddhas was entirely proposed by the Wei family. Apart from Her Majesty the Empress, only the Wei family and the Directorate of Astronomy who assisted them knew the specific details.
Initially, they completely excluded the faction that supported the emperor from the central government and didn't involve the Prince of Xiang's residence at all.
The fact that their Xunyang Prince's Mansion was able to get involved was because Her Majesty the Empress gave the order.
However, they could only act as local implementers. The specific details were kept secret by the Governor-General, Prince Wei, and the Directorate of Astronomy, who were extremely cautious.
For example, Ouyang Rong has only been close to the "damaged" golden Buddha head in the Xunyang Grottoes a few times. Every time he goes there, Song Mama accompanies him, so he can't take a close look.
If Ouyang Rong and the Xunyang Prince's Mansion were merely seeking credit for the construction of the Donglin Buddha to return to the capital, then it would indeed be best to leave them alone...
"I always felt it wasn't that simple."
Everyone turned to look, and saw that it was Ouyang Rong who spoke. He was chewing food, and his words were somewhat unclear:
"The reaction of Yunmeng Sword Marsh this time was too intense. It was too open and directly confronted the imperial court. This was not a wise move. It is true that the Great Queen is unruly, but there is also a Queen's Palace in Yunmeng Sword Marsh. There must be some wise people among them."
He sighed softly:
"However, what Your Highness said is not without reason, and it may be one of the reasons."
Actually, there's one more detail that Ouyang Rong didn't mention.
This was something that Li Guo'er, Li Xian, and others did not know.
That means Yunmeng Jianze might not actually hate Buddhism.
At least I don't dislike the Pure Land Buddhism represented by the Donglin Buddha.
This conclusion was reached because of the Lotus Tower Alliance of the past.
From Master Zhongma's last words left in the Pure Land Palace, we know that during the Southern Dynasties, Yunmeng Jianze, Donglin Temple, and the Longcheng Mei family, a family of swordsmiths, had a good relationship.
It was for this reason that, under the leadership of the Southern Dynasty's royal family, Yunmeng Jianze was able to hand over a [cauldron] to the Mei family of Longcheng to forge a sword, while also allowing the Qi-cultivating monks of the Donglin Temple lineage to serve as sword wielders.
Although, judging from the way the old swordsmith of the Dragon City's Class A sword furnace presented his sword later, the Lotus Tower Alliance was not yet complete.
The Donglin Temple lineage and the Mei family swordsmith lineage were also destroyed by some kind of retribution curse.
However, Yunmeng Jianze would not go so far as to forbid the spread of Donglin Buddhism in Jiangnan because of this.
After all, judging from the actions of the old swordsmith and Master Zhongma, the heirs of both factions have tried their best to fulfill the alliance... even though neither has succeeded.
In any case, Yunmeng Jianze and Donglin Buddha, who promotes the Pure Land Buddhism of the Lotus School, should have no enmity or hatred between them.
The problem must lie with the Imperial Observatory and the Wei family.
"I agree with Senior Brother's point of view."
Xie Lingjiang nodded, lowered her eyes to pour Ouyang Rong a cup of wine, and said in a clear voice:
"This kind of reclusive sect that has stood for thousands of years is not so simple. The key to its long existence lies in the word 'reclusive.' It rarely interferes in the secular disputes down the mountain, and its magnanimity is not so small. Otherwise, Buddhism would not have existed until now..."
"And if they really get involved in the affairs down in the mountains, it must be because they believe it is serious enough that they have no choice but to get involved."
Despite the two gently refuting her point of view, Li Guo'er showed no anger whatsoever.
A thoughtful look appeared in her eyes as she asked curiously:
"You two mean... besides the pros and cons mentioned above, there are some things we don't know, such as the Qi Refining level?"
"If that's the case, then it's truly beyond our comprehension."
Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and remained silent, the image of the bronze short sword, carved with a tormented dragon, that had been taken away by Lady Rong, involuntarily reappearing before his eyes.
What exactly does Yunmeng Jianze seek?
If it were merely a desire for worldly power and position, why would they collectively retreat to Yunmeng, remaining aloof from the secular world for an extended period, content to live as a reclusive sect?
If one is truly without desires and only pursues the cultivation of Qi for longevity, then why issue the Yunmeng Order, which clearly carries the characteristics of a tightly organized organization, to coordinate the scattered Qi cultivators of Tiannan Jianghu at the foot of the mountain, to oppose the imperial court, and to resist the Donglin Buddha?
From another perspective, do the female cultivators of Yunmeng, who pursue Qi cultivation and longevity, need worldly Qi cultivation resources?
Not entirely. In terms of resources, there are many undeveloped areas in Yunmeng Marsh, which contain all sorts of strange and wonderful things, so there should be no shortage of materials for Qi cultivation.
As for faith, it is also a valuable resource.
The faith cultivated among the people of Yunmeng Sword Marsh in Jiangnan and Lingnan is almost entirely focused on "Yuanjun". Many simple people in Wu and Yue only know "Yuanjun" and that there is a goddess living in the vast Yunmeng Marsh, but they do not know about Yunmeng Sword Marsh, nor do they know that the master of Yunmeng Sword Marsh, "Yuanjun", is inherited by the Yue maiden in the Queen's Palace in most cases.
Yunmeng Jianze meticulously crafted and maintained this folk belief of a "goddess". Without saying anything unfounded, just from the perspective of a Qi cultivator, could it be that he is able to gather some kind of "qi" to offer to this goddess?
Judging from this, Yuanjun's Qi cultivation level should be quite high; she might be a legendary Upper Three Rank Celestial Being from Shenzhou? Or, to put it more boldly, "Yuanjun" is a rank within the Upper Three Ranks of the Yue Nu Dao lineage, requiring the "Qi" of faith to sustain her...
Currently, this is the only conjecture that can somewhat explain why Yunmeng Jianze, while remaining aloof, secluded, and observing the world with detachment, also issues Yunmeng Tokens and has maintained the "Yuanjun" faith in the ancient Wu-Yue region for thousands of years.
However, there is a small problem here. Doesn't the Great Zhou Dynasty know about this?
Judging from the imperial court's reaction and preparations before and after the collapse of the Xingzi Lake Buddha, Luoyang was probably caught somewhat off guard.
When the plan to build the Four Directions Buddha statues to assist the Great Zhou Dynasty's Songde Tianshu was first finalized, no one expected such a strong backlash from Yunmeng Jianze in the Tiannan Jianghu region. At that time, Her Majesty the Empress and the two kings of the Wei clan, who were far away in Luoyang, were busy purging the stubborn opponents within their own ranks.
Or rather, they anticipated that there might be people in the southwest who would oppose the Donglin Buddha and sabotage it halfway through, but they never expected that it would be the reclusive sect of Yunmeng Sword Marsh that would directly intervene.
The unexpectedness of this situation is like this: our two families are neighbors, and I, being greedy, secretly took a little extra space in front of your house one day. When you saw this, without saying a word, you immediately went home, grabbed a kitchen knife, and started hitting me on the head. It's unbearable.
This makes one wonder, could this extra bit of land be someone else's ancestral grave? But they certainly didn't know beforehand.
Ultimately, we still need to figure out whether the Donglin Buddha has any additional function besides serving as a means for His Majesty to spread the Pure Land Buddhism.
I remember Lady Rong mentioning in private that she was sent to Jiangzhou to oversee the construction of the Donglin Buddha with the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, and she was given a special spot.
Special quota?
"Does Tanlang not like these dishes?"
Wei Mei asked curiously.
She had just seen Xie Lingjiang serve Ouyang Rong a bowl of soup, but Ouyang Rong held the bowl with both hands, sipped the soup with his head down, and stared at the dishes on the table in front of him, drinking the soup without picking up any food.
"Oh? No, I like it, but this soup is even tastier, I couldn't help but drink a little more... Auntie's cooking skills are still so superb."
Ouyang Rong snapped out of his daze, put down the soup bowl, and smiled.
"It's alright, my lord, drink more. There's still some in the pot. Have the maid bring up some more."
Wei Mei's face lit up with joy, but then, as if remembering something, she sighed, her expression turning somewhat worried:
"It's rare for us to get together for a meal. Usually, either Qilang is busy, or Tanlang is too busy to come, or Guo'er and Xie Xian's niece are eating out and not coming home..."
"Today too, Dalang isn't here. Even if that brat were here, he'd just bury his head in his food and not say a word, but... I feel like something's missing. I wonder how he's doing in Wannian County, whether he's set off yet..."
As Wei Mei spoke, her voice gradually softened.
She noticed that Li Xian and Li Guo'er beside her were both staring at her with stern faces.
"clang……"
Li Xian, who was usually submissive to his husband, tapped his bowl, his tone unusually carrying a hint of the authority of the head of the household:
"Meiniang, let's eat and not mention that boy."
Ouyang Rong knew immediately that Li Guo'er and Li Xian must have mentioned Princess Anhui's matter.
Wei Mei was quiet for a moment, then suddenly her eyebrows shot up:
"Why are you being so fierce? I didn't say it wasn't allowed. Besides, what did Dalang do wrong? He just learned from you. Like father, like son. You weren't much better when you were young..."
Li Xian slapped her chopsticks: "Look how much you've spoiled him..."
“I didn’t dote on him. You used to lock him in the study all day, and I didn’t say a word. Later, whether it was his blind date with Miss Qin or anything else, I always agreed to your arrangements for my eldest son.”
"Now that the child is like this, you still say that I spoiled him. Seventh Brother, think carefully about whose fault it is. No matter how bad the eldest brother is, you can't put all the responsibility on him. Besides, he hasn't even made a mistake yet, and you're all worried and afraid."
"Now that he's out there, besides Tanlang taking care of him, none of you ask him a single question. You can't possibly not ask. We're a bit more prominent now, but aren't we still the same family in Longcheng? What's different about us? We're no different from ordinary families. Are you going to become heartless...?"
"They say a mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles. After all, he is a piece of my flesh. If you don't feel sorry for him, my heart aches."
Li Xian choked, her face turning red.
"I'm only doing this for his own good, Mei Niang, what you're saying... is truly wicked..."
Li Guo'er picked up another piece of pastry, bent down and placed it at her feet, lowering her eyes to remind her:
"Sister Xie and Young Master Ouyang still need to eat."
The couple immediately fell silent, each turning their heads away to eat in a cold war.
Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang buried themselves in their food, pretending not to hear.
Wei Mei stood up, walked out the door, and returned from the kitchen a short while later, personally bringing a bowl of fresh meat soup. Standing by the table, she silently ladled a bowl for each of Ouyang Rong, Li Guo'er, and Xie Lingjiang.
Even the people sneaking around on the carpet in the flower hall, seemingly doing parkour, each had a small bowl.
There was nothing on the table in front of Li Xian.
Then, a little guy came running back excitedly.
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
Its little cat face was buried in a soup bowl on the carpet, its rear end facing the crowd, and its fluffy white tail swaying from side to side.
The sound of drinking soup was a bit loud.
Li Xian looked at You Zi, then at his empty bowl.
Li Guo'er pressed down on the corner of her mouth, stood up, and served a bowl to her stern-faced father.
Ouyang Rong, who was engrossed in his meal, reached under the table and gently kicked the silly cat away... The new name was definitely right, you're really something, aren't you? Aren't you afraid of not having enough to eat next time? One meal, multiple meals, choose one?
"My lord, among the rebels you just mentioned from the Kuangfu Army, is there one named Du Shuqing? Are you familiar with him?"
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Rong paused, sighing. Why did everyone ask him if he was familiar with her, as if he were a rebel himself? Wait, the owner of Butterfly Love Flower does seem to be a recognized accomplice of rebels, and she is displayed alongside that Miss Zhi Shuang at the gates of almost every city in Jiangnan Road.
“I’ve seen it before.” Ouyang Rong asked curiously, “Why does the Princess ask about this?”
“Yesterday, a letter came from my family in Luoyang. My father mentioned this matter, and I just remembered that when he was a child, I might have visited the Du family and held him in my arms.”
Wei Mei sighed, seemingly saddened by the sight of similar things:
"You know, this Du family boy, why would he throw away such a promising future and do something like rebellion? I feel so sorry for him."
Xie Lingjiang spoke softly, yet offered a compliment:
"Putting aside their stance, the Du family of Jingzhao are indeed pioneers and can be considered men of courage."
Ouyang Rong glanced at Wei Mei again.
This aunt's family background was also quite impressive; she belonged to the Wei clan of Jingzhao.
The Wei and Du families of Chang'an were both prominent clans in the Guanzhong Plain, whose ancestors were from the Jingzhao Commandery... It can be understood that their ancestors were early adopters when the Sui Dynasty was established, making them very legitimate.
If we compare them to the Five Clans and Seven Noble Families... let's put it this way: in the eyes of the Li royal family, no matter how powerful the Five Clans and Seven Noble Families are, they are still outsiders and must be suppressed. They cannot be allowed to be so arrogant. But Wei Du of Chang'an is one of their own.
Both families are indeed full of talented people. Not only in Suigan, but also in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the descendants of Wei and Du have served as generals and prime ministers in various dynasties. For example, in the current Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a prime minister with the surname Wei in the Hall of State Affairs.
Moreover, the Wei and Du families have been related by marriage for generations.
People like to say, "If you're so amazing, why don't you just fly to the sky?"
Wei Du of Chang'an was indeed almost in heaven. There was a children's rhyme in Chang'an that went, "Wei Du in the south of the city is only a foot and a half from the sky."
Wei Mei was able to marry Li Xian, the former crown prince of the Great Gan Dynasty, because her family was powerful enough. It's not without reason that Li Xian was henpecked.
Therefore, according to the marriage alliance, Wei Mei and Du Shuqing are indeed relatives.
No one talked much about Du Shuqing anymore, since he was now a rebel.
Wei Mei wasn't actually familiar with this nephew, and the Xunyang Prince's Mansion wasn't completely safe yet, so it was impossible for her to say anything on Du Shuqing's behalf in front of Ouyang Rong.
The image of the solitary orchid swaying in the wind on the windowsill of the plum grove flashed through Ouyang Rong's mind.
Soon, the banquet at the Prince's Mansion ended quietly.
...
Ouyang Rong was escorted out of the Xunyang Prince's Mansion by Xie Lingjiang.
Ouyang Rong boarded the carriage.
After a moment's thought:
"Go to Xingzifang."
"Yes, young master."
Ali responded, and the carriage started moving.
Yesterday morning, Rong Zhen and Qin Yanqing summoned him to the old state prison to deal with the captured hero Zheng Jun. During the day, Ouyang Rong worked with Rong Zhen and was busy inside and outside the city all day.
In the evening, Ouyang Rong rushed to the Xunyang Prince's Mansion for dinner and did not visit Xingzifang as usual.
He felt something was missing if he didn't go there for a day; there were indeed important people there who needed to be kept an eye on.
There was a curfew at night, and it was particularly strict today. However, as the governor of Jiangzhou, Ouyang Rong had a document authorizing him to travel at night, so he was able to travel without any obstacles and arrived at Chengtian Temple.
When they arrived at Yuan Huaimin's courtyard, Yuan Huaimin was nowhere to be seen.
Where is Brother Yuan?
Ouyang Rong asked Li Yu, who was sitting blankly in the courtyard.
"Chief Secretary Yuan said there's a banquet at Xunyang Tower, featuring his favorite pipa player. Xunyang Tower can't be without him tonight, so I should rest early and just leave the door open for him."
"Has Master Li eaten yet?"
Li Yu shook his head.
Let's go.
Ouyang Rong waved his hand and went out first.
"Where did Young Master Ouyang go?"
"The vegetarian dining hall should still be open."
Li Yu followed silently.
When they arrived at the dining hall, it was almost closing time. The monks, who had been looking impatient, ran off to the kitchen to fetch food and dishes as soon as they saw Ouyang Rong.
Ouyang Rong only served himself a small bowl of white rice porridge and ate with Li Yu.
During this time, he looked around the vegetarian restaurant. If he remembered correctly, the embroiderer often came to eat there when he was not around.
Ouyang Rong's expression remained unchanged.
During the meal, Li Yu would occasionally look up at the young governor of Jiangzhou who was dining with him.
After the meal, the two left the vegetarian courtyard.
On the way back, I passed by the lake and took a walk.
Ouyang Rong asked without turning his head:
"Brother Huaimin, you must have invited Master Li to come along, why aren't you going to eat with him?"
Li Yu became serious: "How can someone who is guilty of a crime go to such a place?"
Ouyang Rong neither agreed nor disagreed.
Just then, a family living in a guesthouse came up ahead. A chubby little boy ran out of the door, squatted by the lake, and frolicked in the water.
An adult walked out, picked up the chubby child, turned back on the way, and said to the struggling child, "There's a giant dragon in the water. You'd better watch out. If you don't come home tonight, it will eat you up."
The child with the runny nose turned pale with fright, became obedient, and was taken home...
Ouyang Rong, who was walking by with his hands behind his back, smiled.
Turning his head, Li Yu suddenly asked, "When Prefect Ouyang was a child, did he believe that there were giant dragons in the bottomless waters?"
"A giant dragon? What does that mean?"
"When you were little, did any of your elders ever tell you that there were man-eating dragons in the water, and warn you not to go near the water's edge, or to not go out mischievously after dark...?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head: "No, but what we say there is that there are water monkeys in the water that will drag people into the water to make them take their place, so that they can be reincarnated."
"Haha, they're all the same, just a bunch of bluffing stuff," Li Yu said with a happy laugh.
"When I was a child, I was very mischievous and fearless. There was an elder in my family who always loved to tell us, in a very serious tone, that there were ferocious dragons in the water. I and the other children were terrified. Looking back now, I have to say, that trick of my elders was really effective. It never failed to make a mischievous child with vivid imaginations behave. Hahaha. Later, my little sister also became naughty. Whenever she saw a pond, she liked to squat on the bank and throw stones to test it. She was also restless at night, running from one room to another. Later, I remembered this trick and used the dragon trick to scare her. It worked every time..."
Ouyang Rong suddenly remembered something and casually recited: "If I fight with the evil dragon for too long, my body will transform into the evil dragon."
Li Yu suddenly fell silent.
"What's wrong?" Ouyang Rong glanced at his face.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about Xiao Shu." Li Yu shook his head.
Ouyang Rong didn't say anything more and continued walking forward with his hands behind his back.
Before long, the two returned to the courtyard. Seeing that it was already late at night, Ouyang Rong took his leave and strode out the door.
Li Yu stared blankly at the handsome young man's departing figure, his hands behind his back. He had silently followed Ouyang Rong back, prepared for his interrogation and coercion, but everything turned out calmly...
After walking a distance, Ouyang Rong looked back.
In the distance, in the courtyard with its gates open, the slightly overweight landlord still sat alone, in the same posture as when he arrived.
Ouyang Rong shook his head. At that moment, he heard a clear wooden fish sound.
He pursed his lips.
Back in the carriage, Ouyang Rong immediately closed his eyes and entered the Merit Pagoda.
[Merit: 3,671]
Since rescuing Li Yu, Ouyang Rong has gained approximately 400 merit points.
He sighed softly.
Ouyang Rong had no schemes against Li Yu, nor did he seek any merit from him.
However, the fact that this person can increase their merits by giving a small wooden fish suggests that they are a grateful and loyal person.
The quiet courtyard was not far from Chengtian Temple, and it took Ouyang Rong about 15 minutes to get to the entrance.
There were lights in the courtyard. He walked in and saw that the hall was empty, with only lights and no one in sight.
I hurried into the courtyard and took a closer look; the food on the table was completely cold.
"Embroiderer, embroiderer?"
Ouyang Rong called out, but no one answered.
His heart, which had been pounding in his chest, suddenly stopped. He turned and was about to run out the door to call for help.
"ah……"
At that moment, a faint voice came from the dark bedroom.
The person is still alive.
Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned. Why was she so silent, like a nobody? What kind of qigong was the embroiderer practicing?
He ran into the bedroom and saw that it was dark and the embroiderer was sitting alone on the bed, holding the quilt in her hands.
Her small face was not covered by the ribbon, and she gazed ahead in the darkness.
"What's wrong?"
Ouyang Rong approached with concern.
But then he noticed some tear stains on her face, and Ouyang Rong immediately panicked:
"Why are you crying again... I, I had some things to do today, so I'm a little late."
Zhao Qingxiu shook her head, grabbed his hand, closed her eyes, and wrote:
It wasn't a strange young master; it was just a dream I had.
"Dream? What dream?"
Zhao Qingxiu, wearing only a thin, light blue bodice, lowered her head and wrote earnestly in Ouyang Rong's palm.
It was a nightmare, but it's okay. I dream about it often, so I'm not too scared anymore.
Ouyang Rong comforted him in a warm voice:
"If you're not afraid, then why are you crying? It's okay, you can talk to me about it..."
Zhao Qingxiu withdrew her hand, hugged her knees, buried her face deeply, and stopped writing.
Ouyang Rong sat cross-legged to the side, staring at her, and remained silent.
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(PS: 7k, bonus chapter for combining two chapters, still owes 15 chapters.)
Today I polished the detailed outline of the later plot and suddenly had a few good ideas to add. Now I'm full of motivation and want to write it as soon as possible!
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