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Chapter 805 The old musician also loves to be a mediator

The old musician left behind a stringed lyre and a pipa.
There is also a letter.
Ouyang Rong took the envelope and took Rong Zhen and Yan Liulang back to the platform.
Under Rong Zhen's curious eyes, Ouyang Rong held the letter and looked down all the way, keeping his expression calm.
I don’t know what the old musician wrote in the letter.
Only Yan Liulang read it in advance.
When we arrived at the main grotto, the place had been roughly cleaned up by Yan Liulang's men and counted the living words clearly. Everyone in the court was either dead or injured, and the remaining soldiers had all been removed.
Yan Liulang and his subordinates took over the place.
After today's war, except for Yi Qianqiu and Lao Yang, there were only a dozen female officials in white and soldiers of the imperial guards left.
On the north bank of the Twin Peaks, thousands of people who were originally deployed were almost wiped out, and only some White Tiger Guards and Black Tortoise Guards were left on the outside of the South Bank.
The main reason was that Bai Jiao appeared at the beginning and crushed his head and killed too many people.
The survivors of the North Shore are now in a daze and fearful way.
Ouyang Rong and his group returned to the high platform. The surviving people couldn't help but look at the floating white sturgeon beside Ouyang Rong, with complex eyes.
Just such a small thing, it was a nightmare for everyone not long ago, but now it was like a cute little girl following the young man in Confucian clothes.
Ouyang Rong climbed onto the platform and glanced at the scene.
The number of female officials in white and soldiers in the Imperial Guards was vaguely reduced. They should be what Rong Zhen just mentioned. Those who had a connection with Madam Song and Wei have been cleaned up.
It is equivalent to saying that only a few people from the court who witnessed Ouyang Rong's identity as "Master of Butterfly Love Flower" near Gaotai today were left.
He is still robbed by life and death.
Ouyang Rong understood Rong Zhen and Yi Qianqiu had just made a quick decision to clean up his dissidents.
Not only do you believe it, but you also protect your selfish thoughts.
Otherwise, they might all die, and even Yi Qianqiu could not protect himself, only Ouyang Rong's thoughts... Only a princess, in Yan, Yi and others, was the default life without any fear.
After this double peak battle, the dominance of the entire Xunyang fell into Ouyang Rong without objection.
What happened in the pinnacles today is also written by the winners.
Yi Qianqiu, Lao Yangtou, and more than a dozen female officials and soldiers turned to Ouyang Rong with tacit understanding and waiting for him to speak.
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes, continued to read the letter, pursing his lips and silently.
Yan Liulang followed his two subordinates, each holding something and handed it over.
"Mingfu, Mr. Yu said, this stringed zither is given to Rong Zhennu Shi and this pipa for you."
Rong Zhen was stunned for a moment, took a stringed guitar, looked down at him.
Ouyang Rong looked at the pipa in front of him and said nothing.
The letter was written in a hurry, and there is no piano score of the sword technique on it.
The old musician also left in a hurry, or in time. While he was digesting the thunder, Rong Zhen and others were on the side of the thief again, otherwise they might not be able to leave.
In addition, the old man talked about family matters in the letter, and also mentioned the matters of Ouyang Rong and Rongzhen...
Rong Zhen turned his head and asked:
"What did Mr. Yu say?"
Ouyang Rong put away the letter without showing it to her.
Rong Zhen bit his lip and stared at him.
"Didn't you keep your sword skills?" she suddenly asked.
Ouyang Rong did not answer, but just asked left and right:
"Did anyone see where Mr. Yu has gone?"
The high platform is silent.
When Yan Liulang heard this, he understood in seconds:
"Mingfu, do you want to send someone to recover it? It's just a few roads to leave Xunyang."
While Ouyang Rong was pondering, Old Yang raised his hand and said:
"Little Scholar, I saw it. You had just carried the thunder and the thief fled, Senior Yu turned back to the bamboo forest. I went to see it. He was going back to the yard to get the prepared ones.
I got luggage, and then I found a small boat on the riverside and walked quietly.”
Rong Zhen suddenly spoke: "This was agreed in advance. After the war, we will let him go. It's not considered a farewell without saying goodbye. Mr. Yu should have returned home."
Old Yang shook his head and said:
"It shouldn't be back home. I saw that he didn't look like he was going south to return home. When I asked him, he said it was the same and said something laughing..."
Rong Zhen wondered: "What do you mean?"
Old Yang recalled:
"He said that an old friend said something good today and said something else, and finally found a place where peach blossoms bloom like his hometown."
Rong Zhen frowned: "Where is the place where peach blossoms are in full bloom? He has not returned home? Didn't he prepare it for him and return to his hometown with glory..."
Speaking of this, she paused, as if she had thought of something, her lips pursed into a thread.
Ouyang Rong looked at the rolling river water under the sunset in the distance.
In a sense, this senior Yu and Tao Yuanming are the same kind of people. Just as Tao Yuanming doesn't want to be awakened by the gods again, the choices of the two are the same, secluded and peaceful, and stay away from the world.
Yan Liulang tried to ask: "Mingfu, are you going to chase after me?"
"Let him go."
Ouyang Rong turned around calmly and walked off the platform.
Rong Zhen asked again: "Ouyang Lianghan, what did the old senior's letter say?"
Ouyang Rong did not answer.
Rong Zhen looked at Yan Liulang with his eyes. The latter, who had seen the letter, looked at him without squinting and followed Mingfu.
At this time, Yuan Huaimin's weak voice came in an inappropriate way, and it fell into the ears of everyone in the audience:
"Isn't the one who gives both zither and pipa meant the harmony of zither? That senior's meaning is quite simple."
The audience was silent for a moment.
One by one, the picnic in Rong Zhen's hand fell on the pipa that the old musician gave Ouyang Rong.
Rong Zhen was fixed on the spot, his fingers were twisted together like a green onion in his sleeve.
Ouyang Rong's back had already walked away a little. With the attention of the audience, he seemed to turn his head calmly and said to Yan Liulang:
"Take them back to the city."
"yes."
Yan Liulang immediately clasped his fists.
Everyone was called to evacuate and returned to the south bank in an orderly manner. Yan Liulang glanced at the back of the cold palace girl who followed his men on board the boat while commanding the pier.
In fact, at the end of the letter, Mr. Yu mentioned a certain piano piece to the Mingfu. Yan Liulang didn't know what the piano piece was for, but it seemed to be a very important thing. Mingfu cares about it, but Mr. Yu's meaning.
It seems that he wasn't here to teach him...
Ouyang Rong took the lead in crossing the river without waiting for Yan Liulang and others to return to the city.
He rode alone a small boat, and the small boat walked around the Buddha's fleshy bun that was exposed to the water in the middle of the river and headed towards the north shore.
Ouyang Rong sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, took out the old musician's letter, stuffed it into the sword box, and prepared to break it.
As soon as I put it in, I realized that [Mingzhu] was being entangled by "Thunder Punishment" and could not move.
The envelope wrapped by the thunder spirit gossip was twisted out by two fingers, folded, torn it apart one by one, and sprinkled it into the river.
Ouyang Rong looked down at the remaining arcs at the fingertips.
After experiencing the rare nine-level thunder tribulation in this world, this body was a coincidence and got a special benefit: in addition to trapping the mysterious thunder pattern of [Machinecraft], ordinary thunder and lightning can be immune to harmless.
However, in the future, the sword box may not be able to hold debris, and the night pearl, bronze mask and other objects need to be moved to other places.
Because the sword box contains [Machinery] and a "Thunder Punishment" pool, everything else will be electrocuted, although it is not hindered from touching it.
In addition, if you look back and build the Taoyuan sword formation around [Machinery], you can't hold any miscellaneous items in the sword box, which is to make a free of an independent hut for the little guy.
Ouyang Rong glanced at the bronze scroll, turned to take out a broken Confucian scripture from the sword box that he was currently using, tore off the paper, and began to draw talismans with blood.
It is the Kuixing Talisman taught by Cui Hao.
At the bow of the boat, the agile white sturgeon wandered around Ouyang Rong's body. He followed his memory and used his fingers to make a pen, outlining every stroke and stroke on the paper, and gradually became proficient.
Before Cui Hao left, he taught him the Taoyuan Sword Formation, which required the Kuixing Talisman to activate.
This is the unique unique family of the Cui clan of Qinghe and the Grand Situ of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
However, in addition to teaching Ouyang Rong how to draw talismans and form formations, Cui Hao also taught other things.
After a few moments, the talisman was formed.
A simple Kuixing Talisman fell into Ouyang Rong's hands.
Ouyang Rong asked the white sturgeon with a serious look on his face:
"Do you know how Yunmeng Jianze left?"
The white sturgeon still wanders around him, looking carefree, like a second-hand man.
Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't follow me, go back to find Zhishuang's little lady."
After the words fell, his dantian spiritual energy instantly decreased by 10%.
The Kuixing Talisman was shot out like lightning and was imprinted on the sturgeon wandering leisurely. A Kuixing Talisman that had been branded in its body was illuminated.
The white sturgeon hovers in the air, struggles to shake its tail, and it is difficult to move forward.
The young man in Confucian clothes walked away alone by himself.
It stayed reluctantly in the middle of the river.
Ouyang Rong, who suddenly "good heart" and released the white sturgeon home, sat down cross-legged again, put the piano case, eighteen seeds, bronze scrolls and other objects aside, continued to take advantage of the gap, and practiced the Kuixing Talisman.
The hairpin on his shoulder gradually stopped bleeding and it still hurt slightly, but he was focused.
The reason why I feel at ease with Yan Liulang.
In addition to being confident that the deterrent power of showing saints in front of people today, there is also the reason for the Kuixing Talisman.
Cui Hao's move actually hid a secret move, using the golden light of the Buddha to cover it, and on the people on the high platform, there were various Kuixing Talismans.
Life and death are held in Ouyang Rong’s five fingers.
But they didn't notice it at all.
For example, after Madam Song fought with Xue Zhongzhu, although she was seriously injured, Gaoxiao was also a top-grade Qi Refiner, and a lean camel was bigger than a horse.
The reason was that he dug up his dantian and intercepted Hu Mojiao, and he forced Guixu to lead him to sacrifice thunder.
All of this secret move.
However, Cui Hao did not teach Ouyang Rong or time to teach such a tricky way of setting up a life and death talisman. It should be an advanced application of the Confucianism "Kuixing Talisman".
Ouyang Rong has just learned and has just learned the path.
Only the ready-made products that Cui Hao has already set up, that is, what is available in the bodies of Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu, Lao Yangtou and others.
While Ouyang Rong was painting the talisman, he silently touched the bloody letter left by a beautiful young man in his arms...
It was already late at night when I returned to Xunyang City.
Night covers the entire city.
In the lobby of Jiangzhou, there were bright lights and people coming and going. Xunyang officials gathered to carry out the orders issued by a certain governor after his new return.
Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu and others were arranged in the back hall. In addition to the doctor's treatment, there were also soldiers in the palace who were confined to guard the guards.
In the main hall, an extraordinary meeting had just ended. After receiving the order from the young governor, the officials left one after another.
Only Yan Liulang, Wei Mi and Chen You were left behind.
After the situation stabilized, Wei Mi, who was hiding, also came out.
The two exchanged a few greetings, and Ouyang Rong asked him to lead the team to guard Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu and others.
The follow-up handling of today's Twin Peaks Battle has not been arranged yet.
Because there are more important things.
Yan Liulang's smiley report:
"Mingfu, the Xuanwu Camp, which was supported by the front-line central army camp, has arrived in Hukou County and is coming. When they arrive, the situation in the city will be completely stabilized."
Chen You was reporting the news in the city to Ouyang Rong. When he heard Yan Liulang's words, Ouyang Rong did not look back and listened carefully. At one moment, he asked Chen You:
"You mean, Li Congshan, Miaozhen and three hundred White Tiger Guards have not been found yet, and there is no trace?"
"That's right, they were finally seen, and they entered Mount Kuanglu."
"Go to Kuanglu Mountain..."
Ouyang Rong stood up and wandered around the lobby for two rounds.
The next moment, he walked quickly to put on his clothes, took his sword box and other objects, and strode out.
"Where are you going to Mingfu? Your shoulder injury has not been treated yet, the doctor will come right away..."
"Do you have a boat? Go to Longcheng?"
"The pier is burned and no ships are available for the time being."
"Prepare the horse."
"good."
Before going to the horse shed, Ouyang Rong left a word and calmly arranged:
"Send a message to the Xuanwu Camp in Hukou County that is rushing for help. Don't come to Xunyang, change to Longcheng... General Wei guards the princess and commander Yi. I have something important to do. Go out of the city. When I am not here, I will be in the city.
All matters of all sizes are under the leadership of Liulang.”
Yan Liulang realized something vaguely, looked at the direction of Longcheng, and hurriedly clasped his fists:
"Yes, Mingfu!"
Two quarters of an hour later, the gate of Xunyang Xicheng City, which was subject to a strict curfew, slowly rose. A red horse flew across the bridge hole, carrying a Confucian shirt, and plunged into the official road under the night sky.
After the fast horse whipped the shadow, the Xicheng Gate was about to close. Suddenly, a scream and an uproar sounded at the top of the city. Immediately, a white horse slid out of the gap in the falling city gate, carrying a purple skirt, heading towards the black
Painted far away.
It is the same direction as the maroon horse in front.
On the back city, Chen You and other officials on duty turned around with a embarrassed look on their faces:
"Yan joined the army, should she send someone to chase her? The Ming Mansion has an order, and she is not allowed to leave the Jiangzhou lobby for half a step..."
Halfway through Chen You, Chen You found that Yan Liulang had already walked down the city tower and was almost gone.
After hearing Chen You's words, the blue-clothed Captain's unhappy voice came from the stairs:
"Brother Chen really thinks this little master is a prisoner? Just chase him and close the door. Just go back and guard Yi Qianqiu and the others."
Chen You and others looked at each other.
Ouyang Rong rode Dongmei and left Xunyang City for several hours at night.
By the early morning, the sun was rising and had already run a hundred miles away. He stopped beside the official road, turned over and dismounted, led his horse through the forest, and came to the riverside of the morning breeze and golden waves.
Ouyang Rong squatted down, scooped a handful of river water, and cleaned his face.
But I saw a familiar "snow-white" swimming by under the water.
He frowned slightly.
It is the "second-hand" white sturgeon.
After being marked by the Kuixing Talisman, it followed him along the river.
Didn't go back to Yunmengze.
Perhaps because it was brought by a three-legged bird, I didn’t remember the way back at all.
It seems that I can't count on this stupid fish anymore.
Ouyang Rong stared at the rolling river water in the morning light for a while, and suddenly said without looking back:
"Why are you here?"
In the forest behind, there were white horses and purple clothes, and their figures were shaking.
Rong Zhen's long hair was draped over her shoulders, her skirt was flying, and she walked slowly.
The wind in the river is like a knife showing the shoulders, and the black hair is like a waterfall reflecting the sun.
She reached out to him:
"Return the hairpin in my palace."
After pausing, Rong Zhen turned his face away:
"Before yesterday's thunder, I was just sad about the scene and wanted to find someone who was almost the same to help me win the hair. I also said yesterday that my father is in a similar situation to you, and you are barely a gentleman. In short,
It’s about feeling sentiment when you touch the scene, and there’s no other meaning. Don’t be too sentimental, and don’t think about letting go of my hairpin, that’s it.”
The girl in the palace dress with a "just like this" expression said coldly, and found that Ouyang Lianghan was just looking at her quietly in front of her.
She immediately turned around, patted the stringed zither on the horse's back, and impatiently stretched out a white and tender little hand:
"The old senior is gone. Only the sword technique you want is taught by me. You can bring the hairpin and exchange it for another thing. It's that simple. Don't be ink." After a pause, "What's the point."
, Do you still want to hide it secretly?"
Ouyang Rong didn't say anything, leading the horse forward, as if he didn't care much about the sword technique.
Rong Zhenli was standing in place, whistling in the howling wind of the river, three thousand black hairs fluttered lightly.
She looked sideways and stared at his slender back, her cheeks bulged and her silver teeth clenched.
The girl in the palace dress continued to follow her with her ponytail.
The two of them went south along the river and went south to Longcheng...
Chapter completed!
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