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Chapter 492: Mr. Li, daughter of Wei

Ouyang Rong quickly walked into the crowded private room and immediately understood who this "Qiniang" was.

"Third brother, calm down and don't hurt him!"

A female voice that was vaguely familiar to him sounded, a little anxious compared to the softness before.

The furious Wei Shaoqi was stopped.

Ouyang Rong, whose view was blocked from the side, turned his head and saw that a familiar fair-skinned woman's palm was blocking Wei Shaoqi.

It was the Princess Anhui. This female hand had handed him and Huang Feihong the porridge bowl at the porridge shed in Xingzifang.

"Qiniang, get out of the way. This little beast dares to taint the innocence of Wei's daughter. He must die today. Even if I don't kill him, your father will cut him into pieces! I'm so angry..."

Wei Shaoqi said angrily, and violently pushed down Li Dalang, who was wearing a white undershirt.

The latter was resting with his head on Wei Anhui's lap.

Wei Shaoqi angrily picked up a small kitchen knife for cutting and peeling fruit from the fruit plate on the table, held the knife in his backhand, and stabbed Li Dalang in the eye.

The next moment, he felt resistance like a wall.

Ouyang Rong, who was wearing a sleeve, appeared between Wei and Li, who were standing and lying on their backs.

One of his hands that was originally in his sleeve took it out at some point and covered Wei Shaoqi's fist holding the knife.

Hold with one hand.

"Get out of my way!" Wei Shaoqi roared unruly: "Ouyang Lianghan, I will kill you too!"

Ouyang Rong looked calm and did not look at him. He turned to look at Wei Anhui.

At this moment, I finally saw the face of this little white flower of the Wei family who was regarded as the apple of Liang Wang's palm.

Wei Anhui's appearance is not beautiful, she can even be said to be ordinary, but she is relatively petite and thin, so her face is not ugly.

He has a round face and big eyes. Ouyang Rong guessed that his eyes should be crooked when he smiles.

Realizing that his harsh words were of no use, Ouyang Rong even ignored him.

Wei Shaoqi roared angrily, holding the knife in both hands, and stabbed forward with all his strength with the small kitchen knife in his hand.

But... the slender and handsome young man in front of him did not move at all.

Wei Shaoqi seemed to be greatly insulted, his face turned red.

"Young Master, Princess!"

"Escort! Protect the princess!"

The vigilant Xianbei guards went upstairs to check, found something unusual, and immediately shouted for someone.

Thump thump thump thump—!
The floor of the corridor, which was covered with Persian carpets to reduce the sound of footsteps, was shaking due to being trampled on. Guests who were drinking tea in the private rooms on both sides of the corridor hurriedly opened the door and poked their heads out. Some disheveled people jumped out of the window in a panic. Run away...

A group of Xianbei guards in black clothes and crotch swords poured into the private room like a tide, blocking Wei Shaoqi and Wei Anhui.

And surrounded Ouyang Rong and Li Dalang.

There was a series of "clear and clear" sounds of drawing swords, followed by the cold light of the weapon, which poked directly into the eyes of the two of them.

Li Dalang subconsciously covered his eyes.

Ouyang Rong didn't blink.

"He was chopped with knives!"

Wei Shaoqi, who was holding his fist by Ouyang Rong with one hand, roared and ordered, and after speaking, he was about to pull away.

But the next moment, with the sound of ping-pong, Wei Shaoqi felt the world spin, and then his jaw was shaken, and the pain was extremely numb. At the same time, he felt someone was holding down his shoulders, and half of his body was so stiff that he could not move.

"you--!"

He raised his head and stared.

I don't know when I changed positions with Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong put one hand on his left shoulder, and the other hand still grasped his right fist holding the small kitchen knife.

But what was different from just now was that at this moment, he actually used the small kitchen knife in his hand to directly block the short blade of a cold-faced Xianbei guard emerging from the crowd of guards.

The three of them remained motionless.

There was some silence in the private room, except for the sound of water drops hitting the table and the porcelain tea cup.

I saw that Ouyang Rong's vise-like right hand was fine, but the jaw of Wei Shaoqi's right hand was shattered, and bright red blood flowed out, dripping on the snow-white porcelain of the coffee table below, staining the white mist of hot tea red.

"Your mother and maidservant! The dog doesn't have eyes? Didn't you see my hand?!"

Wei Shaoqi turned around and scolded the cold-faced Xianbei guards angrily.

The cold-faced Xianbei guard was frowning as he stared at the frail-looking Crown Chief Shi in front of him. After being scolded by his master, he slightly lowered his eyes to avoid looking at him.

Ouyang Rong nodded towards the military qigong practitioner hidden among the guards:
"Wei warriors or Qin Rui warriors? They are still far from being a sixth-grade weapon master."

After saying that, he turned around and patted Wei Shaoqi's sore and swollen shoulder gently.

Under his angry eyes, Ouyang Rong looked around the audience and spoke calmly:
"Is there anyone else hiding like a mouse? Within seven steps, I can take seven of them down before I die, one step at a time. Counting Mr. Wei who is reluctant to stay with me, and the one who is at the front of the queue and is the most popular. Except for this fellow soldier, there are five positions left. Whoever comes first, please line up."

While speaking, Ouyang Rong held Wei Shaoqi's blade-holding right hand and tilted it slightly to the right, so that the blood from the tiger's mouth of Wei Shaoqi's right hand, which was constantly struggling, could not splash onto his plain white Confucian shirt. superior.

And the way he spoke the whole time was like chatting with passers-by while basking in the sun on a bamboo chair, simply describing one thing.

There was dead silence.

No one answered.

Wei Anhui couldn't help but look at the calm expression of this brave young man.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on his smiling face.

"Why are you all so polite and humble? Didn't everyone rush in before?

"Are you sure you can't come to accompany your dear master? What a great opportunity to show your loyalty. Like this dear friend, my master was moved to tears."

The cold-faced Xianbei guard next to him looked extremely ugly.

Wei Shaoqi's eyes were red with tears in his eyes due to the pain in his mouth. He turned his head towards Ouyang Rong behind him, who was restraining him, and said word by word:
"Ouyang Lianghan, you are the governor of Jiangzhou, how dare you commit murder!"

"Young master Wei, don't you want to hack me to death? It turns out that I know that I am the governor of Jiangzhou, but you are still so lawless, unruly and arrogant. Sorry, this is not Luoyang, it is a bit far away from your eldest and second father."

Ouyang Rong said calmly.

Wei Shaoqi suddenly calmed down his expression and stared at Ouyang Rong coldly for a while.

He forced a smile on his face and said very sincerely:

"If you can't protect him, if you touch the daughter of the Wei family, he will die."

"Okay." Ouyang Rong nodded: "If he dies, you will die too."

"you--!"

"Mr. Wei, Ouyang Changshi, don't be impulsive."

At this moment, a rather urgent voice sounded from the door of the box.

The guards blocking the view stepped aside to get out of the way, revealing a familiar figure behind them.

"Lin Cheng?" Wei Shaoqi frowned.

Lin Cheng stood at the door and took stock of the situation for a moment.

Then he stepped forward and walked into the box. The Xianbei guards who had drawn most of their white swords spontaneously moved out of the way. When Lin Cheng passed by, he reached out and pushed their waist knives back into their sheaths one by one.

"I am Si Tianjian Xia Guan Lingtai Lang. Can you please give me some face and take the knife back? What happened today must be a misunderstanding. Everyone, calm down."

Ouyang Rong's expression remained unchanged and he did not let go, nor did he put away the small kitchen knife that he indirectly controlled in his hand.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the sudden actions of Xia Guan Lingtai Lang.

Lin Cheng was the first to walk up to Li Dalang and pulled him up with a concerned look on his face. At the same time, he stood in front of Li Dalang to protect him.

"Your Highness, are you not injured?" He asked with concern.

"Prince? Your Highness?" Wei Shaoqi, Wei Anhui and all the guards all looked sideways.

Wei Shaoqi suddenly asked: "Your surname is Li? Su Fu? Is your name...Li Fusu?"

Without waiting for Dalang to reply, Lin Cheng bowed his hands to everyone and introduced:
"Yes, this is Prince Xunyang and Young Master Li Fusu Li.

"Everyone, Taizong's heir cannot be a flower picker. Mr. Wei may have misunderstood something. Please calm down first and let us explain clearly. Everyone put down their swords, and Mr. Ouyang also..."

As soon as the surname Li and the words "son of Taizong" came out, the surrounding guards looked at each other in confusion.

Some of them still kept their cold expressions, but some of them looked at their master's expression hesitantly, and at the same time slowly sheathed their swords.

Wei Shaoqi fell silent and did not express his position immediately, but he also did not stop the surrounding guards from retreating.

He stared at Li Dalang with his eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Lin Cheng turned his head and looked at Ouyang Rong sincerely.

Ouyang Rong looked at him and then at Wei Shaoqi, who was no longer struggling.

He let go of his hand, took a step back, and got away.

As Ouyang Rong loosened his grip on Wei Shaoqi's fist, the small kitchen knife between Wei Shaoqi's bleeding right palm immediately fell down and hit the coffee table with a harsh sound.

Seeing that all the knives on the field were put down, Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Wei Anhui stepped forward and bandaged Wei Shaoqi's right hand with a handkerchief.

"Third brother, your hands..."

While caring, she seemed to whisper something. Wei Shaoqi frowned, looked at Wei Anhui impatiently, and glared at her fiercely.

Wei Anhui lowered his head.

"I remember what happened today, it's not over yet!"

Wei Shaoqi suddenly turned around and left, leaving a harsh word, and then without any doubt dragged away his cousin who was hesitant to speak.

The Wei cousins ​​left the box, and the Xianbei guards in the box also retreated like the ebbing tide.

Soon, there were only three figures left in the private room, and the ground was in a mess.

Ouyang Rong turned around and asked Li Dalang:
"Are you okay?"

Li Dalang shook his head, lowered his head and blew on his scratched palms.

Ouyang Rong was still worried and stepped forward to check Li Dalang's injuries. At the same time, he asked a certain Lingtai Lang behind him who was sizing him up without looking back.

"Brother Lin, why are you here?"

“I was passing by, thinking about it, and came over for a cup of tea.

"The environment of this teahouse is really good. The decoration is very suitable for my taste. Especially it is very quiet. After being recommended by His Highness the Crown Prince and Miss Qin last time, I came here to have tea when I had nothing to do. But today I didn't expect... Well, Your Highness the Crown Prince , Ouyang Changshi, why did you have a conflict with Mr. Wei? "

After Ouyang Rong checked Li Dalang's injury, he patted his sleeves and said nothing.

Lin Cheng looked around and said with a smile:

"Ouyang Changshi's skills are really good."

"Brother Lin is also extraordinary. I didn't notice Brother Lin coming just now. It can be seen that Brother Lin's body skills are really invisible."

Lin Cheng shook his head:
"My body skills are good, but I'm afraid of death. I don't have the courage like Ouyang Changshi to face a room full of swords without changing his expression."

"Brother Lin is so humble."

"It's not modesty, it's truth."

He smiled helplessly and asked again:
"But I am really curious about how Ouyang Changshi learned his courage and ability. What level is he... now?"

"The history of He Rong Women has been reported."

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and said calmly:

"When I was at Bailuyuan, the teacher often said that it's no use just immersing yourself in reading and only being able to reason with people when encountering problems. You also need to be able to talk about some physics."

"physics?"

"Well, it's another kind of truth." Ouyang Rong said seriously: "Principle and physics, they have to choose one."

"Does it mean persuasion by force? This statement is novel, but it is not unreasonable. It's a true master."

Lin Cheng murmured thoughtfully and asked again:

"Is that the great scholar from Jinling, Mr. Xie?"

"Ah."

"I heard about it when I was in Luoyang, and my teacher once praised Mr. Xie as a true scholar."

Ouyang Rong turned around and said:
"Then thank your teacher for my teacher. If you have something else to do, I won't disturb Brother Lin for tea."

"His Royal Highness, Ouyang Changshi, walk slowly."

At the door of the ground floor box, Lin Cheng watched Ouyang Rong and Li Dalang go downstairs, and their backs disappeared.

After a while, he turned to look at the messy box, walked to the coffee table, and squatted down.

He picked up a small kitchen knife stained with blood, looked at it for a moment, and poured tea to clean the blood.

Lin Cheng went and peeled a pear to eat.

……

"Go back to the palace."

"Yes, Tanlang."

Inside a moving carriage.

As soon as Ouyang Rong sat firmly, he took a silk towel and wiped his hands.

"What did you do to Princess Anhui?"

While asking, he silently touched a certain piano case under the seat with his lower heel.

Just now in the private room of Yunshui Pavilion, he did not bring his sword case, so he was indeed beyond his reach. What he said to Wei Shaoqi and the others was not very deceptive.

Li Dalang's face has been a little distracted since he walked out of Yunshui Pavilion.

He turned to look at the scenery outside the window for a while, seemingly lost in thought. After a while, he turned back and asked:
"If I say that we didn't do anything but simply drank tea for a while, would Tanlang believe it?"

Ouyang Rong nodded and shook his head:
"I believe others, but I believe half of you."

"..." Li Dalang.

Ouyang Rong looked sideways at his friend's helpless expression for a while, curled his lips and asked:
"Really?"

"Well, I really didn't do anything. I just sat down and drank tea for a while. She...she has a very good tea skills. If you hadn't rushed in, I wouldn't have known what kind of princess she was. I thought she was... Met a new tea master who is a bit silly.”

Li Dalang laughed and shook his head.

Ouyang Rong frowned and looked at him.

"Why does Tanlang look at me like this?"

"You smiled."

"What's wrong with laughter? Why can't you laugh?"

"Forget it. Let's get down to business first."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand.

He first told what happened to Qin Ying just now, and after finishing speaking, he sighed:

"You should think about how to explain to Miss Qin."

Li Dalang lowered his eyelids.

(End of this chapter)