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Chapter 271
Xie Lingjiang did not go up together, but stood quietly under the stage in the shade of a tree.

It is worth noting that she is carrying an inconspicuous black wooden box on her back.

"Lianghan."

"Mingfu."

Li Dalang and Yan Liulang climbed up the steps together, climbed onto the high platform, and approached.

Li Dalang called softly, with a somewhat embarrassed tone.

Ouyang Rong slung a skirt knife across his waist, silently got up from the ground, and handed the flagon in his hand to the nearest old craftsman.

The other old craftsmen also carried a few wine jugs in their hands. The young county magistrate must have been drinking with these old craftsmen just now, and I don't know what they talked about.

Ouyang Rong calmly sent away a group of old craftsmen who were terrified, clapped their ashes, and turned to look at the two friends who came.

He didn't ask much.

Sitting back on the spot again, he patted the ground next to him and nodded to them.

Li Dalang and Yan Liulang walked over and sat down one by one.

At the edge of the high platform, the river wind blew like a knife, and the three of them stood side by side, their clothes and temple hair fluttering in the wind.

On this dragon-slaying platform where Emperor Sui and the Liu family have worshiped so many lonely and unjust souls in the past hundred years, there are only three figures from their backs left.

"I'm out of wine. I'm still not polite to you guys."

Ouyang Rong said with a smile.

Li Dalang couldn't help saying: "It feels like Lianghan has recovered from his illness this time, and it seems that he has changed a lot."

"Where did it change?" He asked with a smile, "Have you lost weight?"

"There are, but more... in terms of momentum." Li Dalang took a few more glances and said softly:

"The momentum before was unparalleled, going straight forward, like a sharp sword.

"Now, it's like a sharp sword in a sheath, with its sharp edge hidden and its clumsiness hidden. It feels more profound and mysterious, making it harder for people to see through it..."

"The teacher and junior sister also said the same."

Ouyang Rong nodded, his reaction was flat, he lowered his head and was busy with the matter at hand.

"Lianghan, this is..."

Li Dalang and Yan Liulang looked at him and found a wooden barrel beside him, with a towel on the edge of the barrel, half of the barrel of water was left, shining brightly in the sun.

The sleeves on Ouyang Rong's arms had already been rolled up, so he squeezed a handful of wet towels, unfolded them and folded them into cubes, resting his palms on them, and lowered his head to carefully wipe the floor beside him.

Li Dalang could vaguely see dried red marks on the floor here.

Ouyang Rong suddenly said:
"The old craftsmen said that at the beginning, his body was facing the direction of Butterfly Creek and the county town, but his head was facing away from them behind the stage."

Li Dalang couldn't help but said: "The matter of brother Ah Shan...Liang Han, please forgive me."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Under the midday sun, the wet towel dried quickly. He wiped the sweat on the back of his hand, squeezed a handful of water from the towel in his hand, lowered his head and wiped the floor carefully, and looked seriously:

"It's not like that. In fact, I don't feel sad, but rather happy."

He nodded:

"Because after I recovered from my illness and went down the mountain, I suddenly figured out a truth. This truth may be a bit strange. Do you want to hear it? It may be quite nagging."

"Of course." Li Dalang sat upright, "I would like to hear more about it."

"I have always felt that in one's life, one needs to establish a goal or a little hope, to rush and break through.

“I used to work hard all the way.

"In the past, I also hated the dead who muddled through and ate.

"But it was later discovered that this principle is not suitable for everyone, and it also denies many innocent people.

"Because sometimes 'living' itself is already very difficult and hard work for many people, how can we force others?

"It's not like 'why not eat minced meat'.

"To uphold such high requirements is just to subconsciously make yourself look noble and special, so as to gain a sense of superiority from others as a motivation for deformity."

Speaking of this, Ouyang Rong smiled.

"No, it's Lianghan, you are being humble." Li Dalang shook his head vigorously, and couldn't help but said:
"Actually, not only me, but in the eyes of my father, mother, sister, and many people who know Lianghan, Lianghan is very special.

"You always make it difficult to guess the next move, and exudes an aura of riding the wind and waves, as if nothing in this world can defeat you."

Li Dalang's square face with a beard gradually turned red, and his tone was a little excited:
"I believe Miss Xie and the others feel similar to me. When they see Lianghan, they feel that no matter how difficult they are, they can overcome any difficulties, and their confidence is revived.

"That's one of the reasons everyone believes in you,

"How is such a Lianghan not special in the world?"

Ouyang Rong was slightly taken aback, looked at Li Dalang more, and shook his head slightly:

"You don't need to myth me, I'm not special, like Ah Shan, he doesn't miss me."

He waved his hand, turned to Li Dalang who was hesitant to speak, and continued to say seriously:

"After experiencing what happened to Ah Shan, I suddenly realized a truth, which is more applicable.

"Everyone in this world actually lives with 'masks'.

"These masks are not bad things imposed, more precisely, they are the identities that each one is born with or acquires the day after tomorrow.

"There are various identity masks, everyone has them, the difference is that some people's masks are heavy, while others' masks are light.

"But regardless of whether it is heavy or light, it is something that must be carried, and it should be taken seriously.

"Just like Ah Shan, he was born with an identity mask, a 'son of man', an 'elder brother', and a 'son of Dragon City', a member of the land under his feet."

Ouyang Rong turned around, with a tanned and thin face showing a bright smile:
"I'm not sad, Ah Shan has a deep understanding of his identity.

"As an elder brother, as a son of man, he stood up without hesitation that day and saved my sister and mother.

"As the brave son of Dragon City, on that day, facing the traitor Xiao Xiao in the land under his feet, he held his unyielding head high.

"He angrily reprimanded and laughed freely, and he violently woke up the numb fellow villagers in the audience.

"This is the heavy mask Ah Shan put on for himself, and it was his passionate choice. How can I cry like a woman afterward to snatch and defile the glory that belongs to him?"

Ouyang Rong questioned, and also asked himself.

He sat on the ground and looked at the sky:

"There is no need to mourn, why is there any sorrow?

"The only thing I feel a little uncomfortable about is that he put on an extra mask, an identity mask that should belong to me..."

Li Dalang and Yan Liulang were stunned, they saw the young county magistrate in front of him saying this, and took out a bronze mask from his sleeve.

With a "bang", he threw it on the ground casually. He stared at it and said softly:
"At that time, I temporarily took off this identity mask, and also got rid of all other masks for a certain illusory distant place, and went alone to find the so-called pure land.

"But this should... be my responsibility."

Ouyang Rong paused for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, his voice clanging and forceful in the wind, word by word:
"A mask has weight, and identity is responsibility.

"To count, I, Ouyang Lianghan, also have masks and responsibilities.

"I am Aunt Zhen's only 'nephew',
"I am the 'big brother' of my junior sister,
"I am the teacher's 'big disciple',
"I am the 'Master' whom Ashan and Aqing call affectionately,
"I am the 'parent officer' of thousands of people in Dragon City,
"I'm even the 'honest gentleman' in the hearts of the whole world!"

Ouyang Rong suddenly bent down, picked up the bronze mask on the ground, put it in his sleeve, turned his head, and said calmly:
"This time I recovered from my illness and came back down the mountain, I no longer escaped from these masks in the slightest.

"From now on, they are my identity and my responsibility."

Yan Liulang scratched his head when he heard this, Li Dalang was silent for a while, and said with a dazed expression:

"What Lianghan said is very reasonable and shocking, but... Lianghan is so conscientious, will he put too much pressure on himself?"

Ouyang Rong smiled, waved his sleeves and pointed to the distant blue sky:

"Where is the pressure? This is the endless hell that people outside the world say, but I don't want to be a saint and savior to completely clear hell.

"I just counted the masks and fulfilled my responsibility. In this world, there are too many dereliction of duty who have not seen their own masks.

"If my existence can drive the people around me and make it a little bit better, that's enough, even if it can never be eradicated, and I will fall into hell forever, why not?

"Dalang, Liulang, I used to think that 'I' can't do it alone, and I can't be the savior alone, but later, I saw Ah Shan who stood up and stood up, and suddenly realized that 'we' can."

"us?"

Yan Liulang and Li Dalang couldn't help talking to themselves, chewing on two words.

Ouyang Rong nodded vigorously: "Yes, we!"

On the high platform, there was a moment of silence.

Li Dalang bowed his head and thought for a while, then nodded heavily, and immediately raised his head and said:

"Lianghan, I also have my identity mask. I have a responsibility. I came here today because of my responsibility."

Ouyang Rong asked, "What?"

Li Dalang pushed forward the food box he was carrying:
"My family members are waiting for you to go back in Meilu Garden.

"Although I know that Liang Han has something to do, I can't just sit and watch my father and mother worry so much, I have to do something, so I came here with a cheeky face today.

"I hope Lianghan is not to blame."

Ouyang Rong shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I understand."

Li Dalang put his fists on his knees, leaned forward, and said:
"Lianghan, you should have known about my family's situation and situation after the Luoyang envoy gave gifts last time.

"Before that I was afraid of getting involved, I kept concealing it, I am really sorry.

"I'm ashamed to say that after seeing Lianghan's strategy and actions in Longcheng, we were shocked and regarded Lianghan as a peerless national scholar.

"I heard from my mother that my father didn't think about tea or food these few days, and he couldn't sleep or eat at night. He was thinking about it, and Lianghan could help and give advice.

"My father, he is sincerely willing to treat Liang Han as a national scholar."

Ouyang Rong didn't expect this direct ball from his friend. For a while, he lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"My sister and I have seen this matter, as family members, it is really difficult to stand by and watch.

"I don't want to hide it from Lianghan, A-mei has been urging me to come to talk before, saying that Lianghan and I are good friends, easy to talk about feelings, and she is good at clarifying the pros and cons, but not good at this.

"But after listening to Liang Han's words, I suddenly felt that Liang Han was under too many 'identity masks', and the pressure was too great.

"This kind of thing is definitely not done by friends.

"But there are family members on the one hand and close friends on the other. It's really a dilemma."

Li Dalang made no secrets.

Ouyang Rong looked sideways.

He glanced at the exquisite food box handed over, then at Li Dalang who looked expectant and blamed himself, and suddenly asked:

"The previous name 'Su Fu' was a pseudonym, right?"

After a pause, he said with a half-smile:

"Da Lang has never said what his full name is, and he doesn't even know his name. This is not like a close friend."

Su Dalang hastily said:
"I almost forgot to say that my surname is Li and my name is Fusu."

"Fusu?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Bad name." But he paused, nodded again, and sighed softly: "Good name."

Li Fusu didn't know why, his eyes were confused.

"Your family will have a name."

Ouyang Rong muttered, and turned his gaze back to the food box in front of him.

"Lianghan just call me Dalang."

"Ah."

Ouyang Rong opened the food box directly. There was ice in the box. After opening the lid, the cold mist hit the face, feeling very cool.

The food box has several layers, the top layer and the bottom layer are filled with ice cubes, and there are three compartments in the middle, each with a plate of refreshing cold food.

Li Fusu took the initiative to remove the upper layer of ice, brought out the first plate of food from below, and introduced:
"This is the crispy mountain made by my grandmother. It is a unique ice food in the court. My sister and I have loved it since we were young. Lianghan will also try it."

Ouyang Rong looked down, feeling a bit like ice cream from his previous life.

This ice food called 'Sushan' is like pouring a milk product named "Chushan" and honey on the crushed ice, which condenses into a hill, with a wonderful taste.

Right now in the Great Zhou Dynasty, only nobles can afford it.

Ouyang Rong picked up the silver spoon, took a sip, put down the spoon, picked up the crispy mountain, and handed it to Yan Liulang:
"Liulang, bring it to Junior Sister, you can try it too."

"Yes, Mingfu."

Li Fusu had no objection, and brought out the second iced food.

Look, it is a bowl of iced drink. In the scorching summer, the cold mist pours out of the bowl. Just looking at it makes you feel cool and refreshing.

"This bowl of iced rice wine was brewed by my father and I. It took many days. Lianghan taste it, it's sweet and glutinous, not intoxicating."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard that, you all cooked it yourself, right?

The whole family went into battle together, serving him alone, which was full of sincerity.

Ouyang Rong was quite moved.

Immediately, he couldn't help looking at the last plate of iced food in the box.

"Your sister prepared this."

"Yes."

Li Fusu nodded and brought it out.

Ouyang Rong glanced at it.

Green pattern, bright red flesh, dotted with black grains, what is it if it is not watermelon?
He thought for a while and asked, "Then it seems that this melon was planted by your sister? Or did you cut it yourself?"

Li Fusu coughed twice, covering his fists, and said sincerely:

"Ahem, my sister picked it out by herself. She said that the melon is cooked. Lianghan should taste it."

"..."

The corner of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

What a hand-picked one.

Ouyang Rong had no doubts that a certain girl with plum blossom makeup might have just bent down, raised two fingers, tapped the body of the melon, put her hands on her waist, and walked away gracefully, asking the maid Caishou to carry it back and dissect it.

Well, yes, this is very far away.

Ouyang Rong was speechless and funny.

Li Fusu felt a little nervous, and looked at his side face buried in melons.

Waiting for a friend's opinion on something.

　Come, come, come late, but do what you say!In addition, I am afraid of oversleeping, the update may be later at night, and it cannot be exactly twelve o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)