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Chapter 682: Lady History is a bit stupid [There will be a monthly ticket lottery during the seven days of National Day! ]

"Why are you looking at me, Tan Lang?"

"Dalang's response just now was very mature, like a man."

"man?"

"Well, men, not boys."

In Xunyang Palace, on a long corridor with rain curtains hanging under the eaves, Ouyang Rong and Li Dalang walked side by side.

The meeting in the study just ended and the two left together.

At this moment, Li Dalang was lowering his head and touching his chin, chewing on a word proposed by Ouyang Rong.

The thunderstorm during the day has not completely ended. It stopped for a while in the evening, but it continued until late at night.

The night is accompanied by continuous drizzle. The sound of rain falling on the eaves is soft and rustling. There is a sense of tranquility that makes people wander in their thoughts.

Xunyang is humid and rainy, especially during the plum rain season which has already arrived.

Ouyang Rong remembered that if he was in Longcheng, he would have to start thinking about floods at this season and would have been busy notifying the people to prevent floods... Speaking of which, it has been a year and a half since he left Longcheng, but his experience in Longcheng County is still fresh in his mind.

Ouyang Rong walked forward, tilted his head to look at the dark shadows of the distant mountains, his face a little dazed.

Until Li Dalang's words rang in my ears:

"Tan Lang, I've been a man for a long time. When I was taken to the third floor of Yunshui Pavilion by you and Liu Lang in Longcheng, I was already considered mature."

Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and shook his head gently:
"It's different. Before, he was still a boy, but now he is a man because he knows how to restrain himself."

"restraint?"

"Yes, restraint, instead of thinking, I like her, I want her, I just want to... completely regardless of the situation and timing."

Li Dalang was silent for a while, then smiled and waved his hand:

"What nonsense are you talking about, Tan Lang? I don't like it. You misunderstood."

Ouyang Rong shook his head calmly:

"Whether you like it or not, you did the right thing this time. You didn't sneak over, or take the initiative to reply to the letter to communicate, but directly called us over. You are indeed mature.

"Because you understand the word risk. A son of a wealthy family should not sit idle in the hall. Dalang, don't do anything that makes you realize there is even the slightest risk. Even if it is very tempting, and the benefits and happiness obtained are huge and seem to far outweigh the risks, you still shouldn't do it, because you are the prince of Xunyang, and you don't need to take such a small risk.

“There are many traps and dangers in the world, hidden in things that make it seem like the benefits far outweigh the risks, because they may be man-made traps set by people who are well versed in human nature.

"I emphasize again, Dalang, you don't need to take risks. We are no longer in Longcheng. Just follow the procedures and wait for the opportunity. We can always return to Luoyang. You and the prince don't have to take care of the Donglin Buddha in person. Let the Jiangzhou Hall and the Supervisory Office take care of it. You will get some credit. Do you understand?"

At this point, Ouyang Rong smiled gently:
“So the prince spends all day fishing in his mansion. Although the princess always blames him, saying that he is lazy and greedy, I never try to persuade him. This is the correct way for the Xunyang prince to behave. You are the prince of Xunyang, so it is the same.

"On the contrary, well, I don't know if I should say this or not, just don't tell anyone else, but on the contrary, your sister, the little princess, is too adventurous, she likes exciting and extraordinary things, and she has a gambling nature.

“But it’s normal. Smart people love to take risks because most smart people think they are special and can win the bet and become the one with destiny. This is not without reason. They are smart and their overall chances of winning are indeed slightly higher.

"What I fear is people who pretend to be smart or think they are smart. Therefore, it is important for people to know themselves. This quality is rare, which is good. Because weakness and ignorance are never obstacles to survival, but arrogance is."

Ouyang Rong looked amiable as he spoke. Li Dalang listened attentively and asked earnestly:
"Tan Lang, am I smart then?"

"Whether you are or not, just don't gamble and don't take risks. Being safe and sound has already won you over most people. Only the poor will take risks to gamble. You are a noble, so just don't mess around. Your sister may not understand this principle, or rather, she understands but refuses to listen. She just thinks she is special and has a destiny."

Li Dalang nodded and smiled:
"Amei is indeed very different. From childhood to adulthood, there are few things she cannot accomplish, and few people she cannot deal with..."

Having said that, Li Dalang couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Rong's profile in front of him on the right, with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

Ouyang Rong looked ahead and strode forward, not noticing his friend's gaze, and continued:
"Maybe. My opinion is that if any hero can get married to the little princess in the future, then he will have it in his life."

Li Dalang couldn't stop smiling.

"I can see Tan Lang's resentment."

"I didn't say anything. If I have it in this life, can't I be blessed?"

"Okay." Li Dalang nodded and asked again: "But we are in Xunyang City now. Isn't it also a risky gamble to try to return to Beijing?"

“That’s true, but the premise of this bet is that if we don’t bet, we will die, or even die a more miserable death.

"The heir to the throne is the foundation of the country. In the battle for the foundation of the country, if we don't advance, we will retreat. It is useless for our palace to live and work in Xunyang City. If we don't take risks, we will slide into eternal damnation. We should choose the lesser of two evils."

"I see."

Ouyang Rong glanced back at Li Dalang's thoughtful expression and nodded slightly:

"So, what happened tonight shows that Dalang's beard was not grown in vain... Well, I don't mean that it was grown in vain before, I mean... I mean..."

Unable to explain it, Ouyang Rong laughed:

"Okay, that's exactly what I mean. Dalang used to look mature and untidy, but he actually looks like a big kid."

After listening to this, Li Dalang nodded seriously:

"I have to thank Tan Lang and Yunshui Pavilion for going there every day. Of course, they ripen quickly. Just like persimmons, they are easily ripened when placed in a sealed place with ripe things."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help laughing when he heard this analogy, and waved his hand:
"Don't blame me, it was Liu Lang who took you there, it has nothing to do with me."

"That's also an accomplice."

"That's not the case. I did advise you, but you didn't listen."

"How did you persuade him? I didn't see you stop him."

"'Let's just forget it', haven't I said this every time? Don't deny it."

"..."

Li Dalang shook his head speechlessly:
"Okay, Tan Lang is a handsome man who keeps himself clean. I am too lazy to go up to him. Both young ladies like him. It is the women who should stick to Tan Lang."

A friend said sourly, Ouyang Rong pretended not to hear and said seriously:

"The prince and the little princess have a new respect for you this time. The mess you made with Qin Ying last time has changed their impression of you. Dalang, keep up the good work."

"Okay." Li Dalang agreed and fell silent.

The two walked quietly for a while and were about to arrive at the gate of the palace.

Ouyang Rong suddenly turned around:
"I heard from Junior Sister that you refused the marriage proposal. Liu Lang also said that you hadn't been to Yunshui Pavilion for a long time. Whenever he asked you to go, you refused, even though he gave you a salary and said he would treat you."

Li Dalang smiled and said in a gentle voice, "No, you can ask Liu Lang to keep the salary and don't spend it lavishly."

Ouyang Rong looked Li Dalang up and down.

He suddenly said: "Remember, restrain yourself."

Remind again.

Li Dalang nodded: "Yeah."

Arriving outside the mansion, Ouyang Rong stopped and said, as if thinking of something:
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, Dalang, I don't have much right to say anything about you."

"No, Tanlang has done a great job taking the lead."

After a pause, Li Dalang was a little confused and asked:
"Tan Lang, do you mean that there is something that you can't control, and it has to do with women?"

"No... not really. It's a debt that needs to be repaid. She didn't ask me for it, but I can't not give it to her."

The young man in scholarly robes said this and left silently.

Li Dalang stopped at the door, lowered his head and chewed:
"debt?"

……

"Where were you yesterday morning? Didn't you say you would teach me some zither music?"

Xunyang Grottoes, morning, sunny.

Ouyang Rong arrived early with his xylophone.

Not long after he arrived, Rong Zhen, who had received the notification, came out and looked at him with a cold face that never changed.

"I……"

"Is this how you teach people piano music?"

She interrupted coldly and continued to question:

"I heard from someone that you were still handling a case in the city yesterday and invited the Xuanwu Camp personnel from the Central Army Camp on the front line to exclude our Supervisory Council, is that right?" "Yes."

"why?"

Ouyang Rong calmed down, looked at her calmly, nodded and said:

"I'll take care of the city's affairs, isn't that what we agreed on? I was the one who was searching for spies in the city yesterday. I was afraid that if I asked you for help, the Xunyang Grottoes would be short of manpower, so I didn't notify you.

"In short, I can handle it. Ms. Rong doesn't need to worry about it for now."

Rong Zhen looked at his expression for a while, then looked away:

"Okay, if you need my help, you must tell me. Your arrogance is a small matter, but messing up the situation is a big deal."

"it is good."

Ouyang Rong agreed with a smile.

Rong Zhen pointed at the xylophone in his arms and said:

"But why didn't you tell me before you left yesterday? You said you wanted to teach me the zither, and I waited for you all morning, thinking you would come back soon and not break your promise. But I didn't expect you to go back to the city to do some work. If it weren't for the city maid telling me, I might have waited at the door until my lunch got cold."

"Um, sorry... I thought Ms. Rong was busy and didn't come out yet."

"Oh. You are busy, right? You put all the responsibility on me. Otherwise, how can Lord Ouyang be a scholar at Xiuwenguan? You are good at passing the buck."

Rong Zhen sneered.

Ouyang Rong immediately changed the subject:
"Hey, Madam, is there something important going on? You are dressed so formally and even wearing makeup."

"There is a pipa concert with the senior tonight. Have you forgotten? Otherwise, why do you think I am dressed up? And you, you have to go tonight too. Dress decently and have a sense of ceremony. We are going to accompany the senior to appreciate the pipa music."

"Okay, then you should learn the piano first, and try to memorize six pieces of music within two days..."

"Simple." She raised her chin slightly. "It's just that I was a little careless before. I'm really not good at this. But as long as I study hard, it's not bad at all."

Ouyang Rong put down the xylophone and shook his head:

"Don't use your mouth, use your hands. Sit down and play first."

"Humph."

Ouyang Rong began to teach Rong Zhen piano music.

The cold look on the latter's face gradually melted away.

I really study hard.

……

late at night.

The Xunyang Tower in Xunyangfang is brightly lit.

In the lobby on the first floor, there was constant sound of pipa, and a pipa concert was being held.

The old musician was evaluating music with a group of women who were good at playing the pipa.

Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen listened for a while but didn't quite understand what was going on.

Ouyang Rong was pulled to the rooftop by Rong Zhen.

As soon as he arrived, Rong Zhen looked around and asked with a smile:

"It is indeed quiet here. No wonder you chose this place to spend time with your junior sister under the moonlight that night."

"Brother Huaimin chose it. He had something to do that day..."

“Do you believe it yourself?”

"... Didn't Ms. Rong learn qin music?"

Ouyang Rong choked and asked back.

Rong Zhen had no choice but to sit down and take out the piano.

Ouyang Rong sat next to her, and the two of them faced each other and their eyes met.

Rong Zhen was the first to turn away his eyes and float to the side.

Ouyang Rong first took out the booklet, opened it, and placed it in front of Rong Zhen for her to read.

Soon, he began to teach the piano music by example.

The melodious sound of the piano echoed on the rooftop.

Ouyang Rong is dedicated to his work and teaches seriously, but after all, he is not an expert and can only teach according to his own understanding.

So I started to nag a little, and used gestures to help explain, fearing that she wouldn't understand.

At some point, Rong Zhen glanced sideways and saw Ouyang Rong's determined and serious face as he bent down to demonstrate how to play the piano to her.

His lips were a little red because he talked too much and his mouth was dry, so he often drank tea to quench his thirst. The tea left a red tinge on his lips, which shone brightly in the neon light coming from downstairs.

Rong Zhen silently took another look.

There seemed to be some stubble-like hair at the corners of his mouth.

So this guy doesn't seem to have much beard and won't prick people... She thought of this for no reason.

During the performance, Rong Zhen played the wrong song. Ouyang Rong couldn't help but reach out and point out for her, correcting the fingering of her little finger. Their hands touched each other, but he didn't pay much attention.

Rong Zhen looked straight ahead, said nothing, and continued to play.

However, perhaps because he was not skilled enough, he made three or four mistakes, still in the same place. Ouyang Rong could not help but reach out and corrected it a few more times. He felt that his blood pressure was almost cured.

However, when he saw the cold and ruthless face of the lady, he had to swallow the word "stupid" that almost slipped out of his lips.

About an hour later.

Under Ouyang Rong's gaze, Rong Zhen played the "Fusion of Six Piano Pieces" smoothly.

After listening to this, Ouyang Rong let out a long breath and clapped his hands:

"Almost there, Ms. Rong should have mastered it. These are the six pieces that the senior taught me, connected together in the order of the poem."

Rong Zhen frowned slightly and said nothing.

"what happened?"

Rong Zhen looked down at her palm, then looked at him again, took a deep breath and said:
"I still don't know how to do it."

Ouyang Rong said in a puzzled tone: "You still can't do it? Didn't you play it all?"

"What I mean is that the essence of that has not yet been understood."

Ouyang Rong asked: "Essence?"

Rong Zhen was thinking with his head down, and he became a little impatient with his question, so he waved his hand and said:
"You don't understand. Anyway, it's different from what you taught on the surface. Of course I can do what you can do. I have studied for a day. I am not a fool, but...but..."

"but what?"

"But what I really want is the essence. It requires understanding, and I'm sure I'm not bad at it... Ouyang Lianghan, are you sure you didn't play it wrong?"

"That's right." Ouyang Rong restrained his expression and nodded to himself: "Then there is only one possibility."

Rong Zhen looked puzzled: "What?"

"fine."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand and lowered his head to adjust the xylophone.

Rong Zhen didn't care and stared at his palm with a frown.

But after a while, she vaguely heard someone muttering next to her:
"You don't have the comprehension ability, you are so stupid, you can't even learn it this way, let alone the essence, which I understood after listening to it twice, how can you be so stupid..."

Rong Zhen: ...?
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(PS: Double monthly tickets for National Day, there will be a monthly ticket lottery in the first seven days! 0r2)

(End of this chapter)