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Chapter 671 Xie Lingjiang: Madam, please take care. [Seeking monthly pass! ]

"By the way, what kind of wine is that?"

Ouyang Rong had just climbed onto the rooftop of Xunyang Tower when he suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask the beautiful maid who was following him respectfully.

He rushed back to Xunyang Tower from the west city gate to keep the appointment. Yan Liulang was guarding downstairs. When they learned that Ouyang Rong had returned, the owner of Xunyang Tower and the pipa prostitute Qin Da came to greet them enthusiastically, but he waved them off gently. Only a beautiful maid led him upstairs to the rooftop that had been booked in advance.

The maid asked softly:
"Your Excellency is talking about the basin of wine in our building?"

"Yes, that's right. It's this name. Brother Huaimin has stored it in your restaurant. Take it all out. He should have mentioned it to your boss when he came over tonight."

The maid praised:

"Yes, this is a famous wine from Xunyang. Lord Yuan, who loves wine, only has two and a half pots in my building. He even wrote a poem to praise it... Xunyang has a lot of fine wine, which can make the cup not dry. This is what I'm talking about..."

Ouyang Rong nodded:

"It can keep the cup from being dry, but it can make people dry, right? Well, bring it all up, don't save it for our Lord Yuan, otherwise it would be a disrespect to him." He said with a smile.

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment. I will ask the master to go to the cellar to get it."

Seeing the beautiful maid leave gracefully, Ouyang Rong retracted his gaze, pulled out a chair at random beside the table, threw his body into the chair, held the armrests with both hands, and let out a long breath.

I looked around the exquisitely decorated rooftop.

He picked up a bundle on the table and opened it.

This was handed to me by Yan Liulang just before I went upstairs. It was prepared according to Ouyang Rong's instructions.

The bundle was opened, revealing an exquisitely wrapped ebony box and a bunch of freshly picked flowers with dew still condensed on the petals.

Ouyang Rong did not open the ebony box.

He nodded with a slightly satisfied look on his face.

It may be a bit vulgar, but there is no woman who doesn't like flowers and gifts, and the second best thing is gold and jewelry.

They are creatures that love romance and ritual.

Even though he was saying the old-fashioned words, his hands were not slow at all in taking the flowers.

If you don't send it, there will be problems, because other girls have it, and she can't be without it.

Women love to observe details and then add some of their own imagination.

If she has it, she may not necessarily imagine the good aspects, but if she doesn't have it, she will definitely imagine the bad aspects.

Flowers and gifts themselves are not worth much, but they can reflect whether you have put your heart into it. The thought behind them is what is most valuable in the eyes of women.

Of course, this is based on the premise that she likes you. She will like whatever you give her. If she doesn't like you, your flowers and gifts will be old-fashioned and boring, and she may even find them greasy.

However, Ouyang Rong's process and sense of ritual are still very advanced in this world.

At present, many men in the Great Zhou Dynasty have a manly mindset and will not even care about "drink more hot water" for fear of being disgraced and being accused of being a lioness. Unless they are the kind of handsome young men who are professional in having affairs, can use sweet words to flatter young ladies, but this is also looked down upon by the mainstream public opinion in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Ouyang Rong does not have this kind of mental burden.

In addition, he is the governor of a state and is busy with official duties, but he is able to be meticulous and patient in preparing these "little things"... Anyway, the look in Yan Liulang's eyes when he looked at Ouyang Rong just now was full of admiration.

He is able to bend and stretch, and he deserves to marry the girls from five surnames! He deserves to marry them!

Which young lady doesn’t like it?

Even though they have already established a relationship, it's still as romantic as when they first met.

There is a reason why Miss Xie is being bullied by Mr. Ming.

After placing the baggage on a cabinet at the rooftop entrance that was easily accessible, Ouyang Rong glanced at the bright moon above his head.

Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month and the moon is bright and full.

Tall buildings stand by the river, and the evening breeze blows gently.

Ouyang Rong patted the railing and waited quietly. He did not look inward to observe the changes in the spiritual energy in his dantian for the time being. He would wait until he returned to the study in Yinbingzhai to check.

Time passed by minute by minute.

At two o'clock in the morning, there was still no sign of anyone.

Ouyang Rong frowned slightly.

Is he still practicing?
In fact, Ouyang Rong didn't know why the little apprentice sister was so introverted. It seemed that it started when he recovered from his illness in Longcheng. She looked relaxed on the outside but tense on the inside. He didn't know if something had stimulated her...

As my thoughts were wandering, I heard footsteps on the staircase.

Ouyang Rong immediately perked up, turned around to greet him, and reached out to touch the bundle.

"It came just in time..."

He was halfway through his words when his face froze and his hands on the bag stopped moving.

"Ms. Rong, Ms. Rong."

Ouyang Rong cried out in surprise, only to see Rong Zhen rushing up with a musical instrument case in his arms and a cold face.

Following behind her was Yan Liulang, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and it seemed that he was not stopped.

Seeing Ouyang Rong coming to greet him on the rooftop, Rong Zhen seemed to be slightly relieved, but his expression remained cold.

Yan Liulang in the back cast an apologetic look towards Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand slightly, and Yan Liulang left first.

Walking onto the rooftop, Rong Zhen looked around with some impatience.

"I've been looking for you, Ouyang Lianghan, why did you come back here? Why did you leave without saying goodbye just now at the West City Gate? This is not your style. You didn't even say hello. Are you unhappy? Did I do something to offend you tonight? Are you dissatisfied with me, so you left early? Humph, this kind of temper is too childish, you...eh."

As she criticized, her eyes gradually took in the layout of the rooftop, especially an exquisite little coffee table in the bright moonlight and gentle breeze. This was the only open-air table on the entire rooftop, and an oil lamp was lit that created a great atmosphere, as if waiting for someone to sit down.

The lady's eyes changed slightly, with some suspicion:
"Who are you waiting for?"

Ouyang Rong replied solemnly: "No, I'm not waiting for anyone. I just want to have a drink. What's the matter, Ms. Rong? It's windy here. Let's go downstairs and talk while we walk..."

Rong Zhen, however, stopped walking and asked, "Why don't you go home and drink it if you want to? Why choose to drink it here? And where's your wine?"

Before Ouyang Rong could answer, a figure appeared on the stairwell.

"Sir, here is the wine you requested."

The beautiful maid held a tray with three wine jugs on it. She walked up to the rooftop and placed it on the table in front of Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen.

The beautiful maid first looked at the icy-beautiful girl in palace dress with curiosity, then looked at Ouyang Rong who was a little reserved beside her. She covered her mouth with her handkerchief, smiled, and quickly retreated.

"My lord, my lady, please take your time chatting. Tonight is the perfect night."

Ouyang Rong immediately explained: "This is not my wine, it's Yuan Huaimin's, they served the wrong wine..."

Rong Zhen looked down at the exquisitely packed basin of water and wine, and suddenly interrupted:

"No wonder Chief Yuan left so early in the evening and took Commander Yi with him."

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Ah?"

Rong Zhen turned around and stared at him: "Are you angry? I was really absent-minded tonight and didn't pay attention to your feelings."

He shook his head: "No, Ms. Rong's matter is more important, I have to take good care of the senior."

Rong Zhen pursed her lips and sat down directly in the extra seat. She stared at the wine jug in front of her and lowered her head slightly:

"I can't drink strong alcohol. My heartbeat will speed up for no reason. I rarely drink alcohol in the past."

Ouyang Rong immediately reached out to take the wine tray: "Then don't drink, let's talk about why you came here, let's talk business..."

Before he could finish his words, with a "pop" sound, Rong Zhen's slender hands had already pried open the cloth cover of the wine bottle, opened the seal and poured the wine.

Ouyang Rong:......

Rong Zhen poured half a cup into the small wine cup in front of him, paused, then tilted the wine pot and added a little more, filling it to seven-tenths.

Picking up the small wine cup with two fingers, she lowered her head and took a sip: "It's urgent. Normally, I can't drink, but if you can help, it's not impossible to make an exception."

"It's okay, you don't have to drink, I'll help you directly." Ouyang Rong waved his hand, put his butt on the stool, and asked carefully: "But, Ms. Rong, please tell me what you want to help me with first."

"Do you still remember the songs that Mr. Yu played when he was visiting Mount Kuanglu?"

Ouyang Rong looked at her serious expression, hesitated a little, and nodded: "I remember." "Can you still play it?"

Ouyang Rong nodded again: "Yes."

Rong Zhen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Teach me."

Ouyang Rong asked calmly:

"Among those six songs, is there the one Ms. Rong is looking for?"

Rong Zhen stared at the water in the wine cup, was silent for a while, and suddenly took a sip.

“In fact, that piano piece is a fusion of these six pieces.”

"Fusion?" Ouyang Rong sounded surprised.

"That's right!"

Rong Zhen sat cross-legged, his waist straightened involuntarily, and murmured softly:
"The distant bridge is shallow and the lotus boat floats on it, the Taiyan Rock cannot block the stream and pine trees. The pear pavilion stands in the distance on the green mountain, and the sound is still heard in the empty valley."

He asked: "What is this?"

"You were not in the carriage just now, and you left early, so you didn't hear the old senior's words or the music. This seven-character poem was mentioned by the old senior.

"It is said that if we follow this poem, that is, the distant bridge, the lotus boat, the Taiyan Rock, the brook and pine trees, the green mountain, the pear pavilion, and the sound valley... and combine the piano music in this order, we can get the real song."

Ouyang Rong looked thoughtful and suddenly asked:

"Aren't there seven? Is there one missing?"

Rong Zhen nodded solemnly:

"Yes, there is a song missing, corresponding to 'Lotus Boat'."

Ouyang Rong recited the seven-character poem to himself and touched his chin:

"According to the order of arrangement, 'The distant bridge is clear and shallow, floating on the lotus boat' is the first couplet, and the lotus boat is the second image to appear. In other words, the missing 'Lotus Boat' song should be placed in the second position."

Rong Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly: "That's right."

Ouyang Rong looked up at the moon and let out a long breath.

This time he finally knew what was missing from the piano music.

Keeping this order in mind, he looked at Rong Zhen with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Sometimes, Madam Historian really doesn't treat him as an outsider.

"Ms. Rong, are you not afraid that I will know the song and leak the secrets when you tell me this?"

Previously, Ouyang Rong thought that the music that the old musician and Rong Zhen needed was just some formation killing moves in the Sitianjian, but now he knows that it is a sword technique! And Rong Zhen must know better.

Rong Zhen didn't say anything, just looked straight ahead, raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

After a while, she said:
"You will teach me, you swear."

Ouyang Rong was helpless:
"Why swear? It's yours. Since I'm attending the class, of course I'll teach you."

Hearing this, Rong Zhen turned around and stared at him with cold eyes.

Ouyang Rong noticed that her eyes were somewhat red.

My chest began to rise and fall... no, my heartbeat quickened.

He glanced at the half-empty wine cup in Rong Zhen's hand.

"Okay, I swear to do my best to teach you the music of the zither."

Ouyang Rong raised his hand and nodded seriously, as if he had thought of something, and couldn't help but advise:

"Ms. Rong, please stop drinking. Isn't it said that drinking alcohol can speed up your heart rate? What if you are sick?"

After saying that, he tried to grab her cup.

But the red-eyed girl suddenly dodged it.

She drank half a glass of wine in one gulp, glancing at Ouyang Rong with a bit of smugness.

But after a while, Rong Zhen's body began to stagger, and he suddenly started cursing:
"You are sick, Ouyang Lianghan, you are seriously ill! All you know is to force people to drink. You are so vulgar. You are reading the books of sages in vain. You are a disgrace to the civilized world and a beast in human clothing!"

Maybe because she has been in the palace for too long and has been well-educated, the girl in palace dress only knows these old-fashioned swear words, and their lethality is almost zero.

However, Ouyang Rong felt that he had suffered a loss. He had done nothing wrong, but was scolded. Who could he complain to?

"What? You're feeling guilty and don't want to talk?" Rong Zhen sneered with a red face, "You have the guts to do it but not the guts to admit it? Coward, what a coward."

"First, Ms. Rong is drunk, and scolding me is useless." Ouyang Rong raised two fingers calmly and said slowly: "Second, I didn't know Ms. Rong would come. The wine was not for you, and it's not even mine..."

At this moment, a fiery red figure suddenly appeared on the stairwell not far away, like a fire in the dark night.

"Elder brother...Ms. Shi?"

Xie Lingjiang paused and shook his head apologetically:

"It's okay, you guys go ahead and do your work."

She spoke in a gentle tone, turned around and walked down the stairs with graceful steps.

"Wait, Junior Sister, Ms. Rong is here to discuss something. Liu Lang should have told you."

Ouyang Rong immediately stood up and called her.

Xie Lingjiang did not comment, but tilted his head slightly:

"Lady Shi is here, please don't be slow, we are not in a hurry."

Rong Zhen seemed to understand something. He looked around the rooftops and Ouyang Rong's expression.

"boom."

He put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up immediately, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't bother you with official business." She went downstairs with a stern face.

Xie Lingjiang stopped and glanced at Rong Zhen. Rong Zhen passed by her. The two of them were one tall and one short, and the height difference was a bit big, but the 1.5-meter-tall lady had the aura of a 1.8-meter-tall domineering lady.

Under Ouyang Rong's awkward gaze, Xie Lingjiang suddenly stepped forward, took the bundle, opened it and took a look. She suddenly turned her head and shouted:
"Madam, are you drunk? You forgot to bring your rosewood comb and flowers."

"I'm not drunk, it's not mine!" Rong Zhen retorted subconsciously.

But she realized something immediately, her ears turned red, and she didn't turn around.

"Oh, that's where I misunderstood, sorry."

Xie Lingjiang looked at her petite figure, nodded slightly, then looked at Ouyang Rong, walked over to hug him, and raised his hand to carefully adjust his collar;
"Thank you for the gift, Senior Brother. It's very thoughtful. I like it very much."

She spoke in a low voice.

But the sound was not small.

Rong Zhen took a deep breath, turned his head, and did not look at the girl in red who was smiling softly above him.

She said to Ouyang Rong seriously:

"Sir Governor, please go to bed early. Come to Xunyang Grottoes to find me before 2:30 tomorrow morning. Well, don't forget the oath you just made."

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to nod, Xie Lingjiang smiled and answered politely:

"It will take some time for Madam to wake up. You're already drunk after just a few glasses of wine. Madam, please walk slowly. Be careful on your way at night."

Ouyang Rong was about to speak, but immediately shut up and looked straight ahead.

Xie Lingjiang also stared at her calmly, smiling as he watched the cold and hasty figure of the girl in palace clothes leave.

Ouyang Rong had a bare hand on his waist, gently resting on his waist...

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