Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

Speaking of this, Bai Yi was filled with resentment.

"You already have two paintings. If you want more, you'd be greedy."

"Those two paintings are what Nan Rongzhi owes me. They have nothing to do with you. We are friends after all. Don't you think you should give me one?"

What Bai Yi said was a matter of course. In the name of friends, Meng Xiyue actually felt that she was powerless to refute.

"Then, I'll give you one on your birthday."

"That's pretty much it."

Bai Yi was finally satisfied, and then he looked happy, "What is the gift?"

"You wanted a glass, didn't you? This thing will surprise you better than a glass."

Meng Xiyue's mysterious expression aroused Bai Yi's curiosity.

Just as he was about to reach out and open the box, a voice came from outside.

"Bai Yi."

"Why is this plague god here?"

Bai Yi muttered to himself, but the moment someone came in, he smiled again.

"The prince is here."

The speed at which his expression changed left Meng Xiyue dumbfounded.

"Miss Meng is here too."

Seeing her, Nan Rongshen nodded, and then said to Bai Yi, "Is the pill I asked you to make ready?"

"Okay, I was just about to send it over to you."

Bai Yi waved his hand, and the servants quickly took out a box of pills.

Nan Rongshen opened it, took a look, and asked the guard to take it.

"Okay, then I'll take it."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"This is?"

Meng Xiyue wondered what kind of elixir made Nan Rongshen so nervous.

"A group of bandits has appeared in Jinzhou. The prince is going to lead troops to suppress them. It seems that he will set off today."

Bai Yi slapped his head, he had remembered the wrong date, no wonder Nan Rongshen came here in person.

"There are many poisonous plants growing on the hill where the bandits live. I made an antidote to prevent them from being poisoned before they even fight with others."

"Does it require the prince to go there in person to suppress the bandits?

The Prince of Zhennan commands a large army. Why does he have to travel all the way from the capital for such a small matter as suppressing bandits? Isn't it usually handled by the local soldiers?

I haven't heard how powerful the gangsters in Jinzhou are.

"Nanrong Country values ​​civil officials over military officials. There are not many military generals, and the rest are almost all stationed at the border. There are only the Prince of Zhennan and the Crown Prince in the capital. We can't let the Crown Prince go."

Meng Xiyue understood that it was because those civil officials, while looking down on the military generals, were afraid of them at the same time, that they did not allow them to return to the capital.

This is to allow the generals to protect their own safety while preventing them from fighting for power. They are really a group of extremely hypocritical people.

"How long will the Prince of Zhennan be gone?"

Meng Xiyue was not worried about him, but about herself.

She is now able to thrive in the capital mainly because of the influence of Prince Zhennan. If Prince Zhennan were to be gone for a year or two, there is no guarantee that she would not be in trouble.

"A month is enough for the prince to deal with such a small minion."

Bai Yi waved his hand nonchalantly, "Let me see what you brought."

He opened the box and found a glass instrument inside. He was very familiar with it and it was used for distillation.

His eyes lit up. The glass one would be better than the wooden one.

"I'm going to try."

Bai Yi couldn't wait to try it out.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

It just so happened that Meng Xiyue wanted to research some new skin care products, so she took this opportunity to try them out.

The two of them stayed in the pharmacy for an entire afternoon. The glass was indeed more practical than the wooden one, and Bai Yi was extremely satisfied.

By the time we came out of Bai Mansion, it was already late.

Meng Xiyue brought Qianxiang back to the mansion. As soon as they entered, the housekeeper came to report.

"Miss, Master Ye Rong is here to see you."

"How long have you been here?"

It has been more than half a month since the last time they met. How come he suddenly came to the mansion?

"He has been here for two hours. I told him that I didn't know when the young lady would be back, and asked him to come back another day, but he didn't want to, saying that he was waiting for you."

"Okay, let me go in and take a look."

As he spoke, Meng Xiyue had already walked into the main hall.

Ye Rong was seen sitting there, motionless, like a sculpture.

But there was a hint of sadness between his brows, and he was no longer as high-spirited as the last time I saw him. What kind of blow had he suffered?

"Master Ye."

"Princess Yongan."

When Ye Rong saw her, he quickly stood up and saluted.

"Why did you come to see me?"

He couldn't be here to lecture her again. Ye Rong was indeed born in a scholarly family and was a teacher at Donglin Academy. He always gave people the feeling of a role model.

Meng Xiyue was a little tired today and really didn't have the energy to listen to her lectures.

"I..." Ye Rong lowered his eyes, "I'm here to apologize for what I said last time."

"Oh..." This was beyond her expectations. "I didn't expect Mr. Ye to come to his senses so quickly."

"I was shallow before. Knowledge is not everything. Reading and knowing how to read are good, but what we should pay more attention to is life. We should live a good life first, and then learn knowledge."

The students of Donglin Academy are not only talented, but most of them come from aristocratic families, so they don't have to worry about anything else.

And he never thought about it.

Nan Rongguo is in a situation now where he can't even afford to eat, and it's obviously wrong for him to only care about studying and learning to read.

"There is no absolute right or wrong in anything, it's just that we pursue different things. But we shouldn't think that we are superior to others and inferior to others just because we do business."

This kind of subtle thinking is the most harmful.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think is the most important thing in studying?"

"What? Talent? Hard work?"

Ye Rong pondered and thought hard. He just wanted to be a great scholar like his grandfather and impart knowledge.

He has been studying hard and learning to read and write since he was young. He is also gifted and can understand everything quickly.

Although he is young, his knowledge is no less than that of his father.

Everyone says he is a genius, but no one knows that he also works very hard. Apart from eating and sleeping, he spends almost all his time studying.

“Talent and hard work can only lead to rote learning, but the key to learning is to be able to integrate and apply what you have learned, so that you can achieve the unity of knowledge and action.”

“Practice and action are the true value of knowledge. Knowledge should not be high and mighty, but should be reflected in our lives.”

No matter how profound the knowledge is, it should not exist apart from life, otherwise it will just be beautiful fireworks that disappear in a flash.

“Learning and life are linked together, and knowledge and action are unified.”

Ye Rong murmured to himself, "The unity of knowledge and action, this is what you concluded."

"No, I read it in a book."

She didn't dare to claim credit for this psychological thought.

In her opinion, this sentence is the most practical of all knowledge.

"Master Ye, you are a wise man. You shouldn't be trapped in this world. Why don't you go outside and take a look?"

Although it was only their second meeting, Meng Xiyue still persuaded him that Ye Rong's knowledge was already very good, and if he wanted to achieve great things, he could not just stay in the capital.