Chapter 195: Ouyang

Ren Yaoqi couldn't help but beg for mercy with a wry smile: "The princess should forgive me, can't I admit my mistake? I shouldn't be ignorant of the princess making fun of him."
Xiao Jinglin curled her mouth quietly: "No! You have to learn!"
"Your stick...I can't hold your gun, how can I learn it?" Ren Yaoqi looked at her sullen smile and protested without tears.
Xiao Jinglin was very proud to see Ren Yaoqi doing this. After Ren Yaoqi had practiced the piano with her for so long, her image of wise and martial arts was almost lost.
Ren Yaoqi teased her on weekdays and she tolerated it. Who made her worse than others?
However, as a martial artist, Princess Xiao, her master taught her a truth: it doesn’t matter if you lose for a while. While trying to improve your strength, you must also wait for the opportunity to find the enemy’s flaws, and then find the place elsewhere. Come, this is what is called being able to bend and stretch.
Xiao Jinglin thought for a while, and said compassionately: "You can't hold a gun, then practice sword."
Then before Ren Yaoqi protested, she happily told Hong Ying, "Go and get that ‘snow suit’."
After a while, Hong Ying came out with a brocade box, and after opening it was a short sword about inches in length.
Xiao Jinglin raised her jaw towards the short sword in Hongying's hand: "You can pick it up and try it."
Although Ren Yaoqi didn't learn martial arts and didn't understand weapons, she also had an appreciation for beautiful things as a woman. This sword looked very delicate, so she really took it from Hong Ying.
"Huh? It's so light?" Ren Yaoqi took the sword in his hand and found that its weight was equivalent to the weight of a bamboo sword. He couldn't help being a little surprised. In her impression, the weapons were very heavy, and her father could not dance with that hand. This sword is like iron or iron, or jade or jade, and I don't know what material it is.
"This is a tribute to the imperial court from a small island nation in the south. It is said to be made with a special kind of stone on their island. The emperor rewarded the sword to the son, and the son gave it to me. I tried it, and it was returned. It's very sharp. If you are willing to practice the sword with me, how about I give it to you?" Xiao Jinglin saw that Ren Yaoqi liked this fancy and impractical sword in her opinion, and began to lure.
Ren Yaoqi hurriedly said: "It is both a gift from the elder son and a tribute. How can I ask for it."
Xiao Jinglin didn't care: "The imperial court rewards a lot of tributes every year to show its kindness. Can't you give them all? The son just likes to give these delicate things that are not to be used, but it is not necessary to put it here. Come on." His tone was extremely contemptuous.
Xiao Jinglin had no control over her brother who was far away in the capital. It has never been very attractive. Disgusted with other people's wives, they are not as good as the sick second brother.
Ren Yaoqi couldn't answer the conversation.
Xiao Jinglin handed the gun to Hongying, and took the short sword from Ren Yaoqi. He took a sword flower in his hand, after thinking about it, he looked at Ren Yaoqi with contempt: "I know you must be afraid of being rude in martial arts. Fighting and killing is not good. Let me teach you a dance. It looks good."
With that, Xiao Jinglin shook her wrist and danced in the courtyard.
It's different from her fierceness and slaughter when she played a gun. Xiao Jinglin seemed to want Ren Yaoqi to see more clearly, her movements were extremely slow, yet smooth and sensitive, and harmoniously combined swordsmanship with the feminine beauty, with an indescribable elegance.
With her movements, the fallen leaves in the courtyard were also raised by her sword wind. Adds a bit of magnificence and mystery to this sword dance.
Ren Yaoqi couldn't help but look engrossed. It was not until Xiao Jinglin took the action that she stroked her hand and praised: "Is this the sword dance? The dance is really beautiful."
Xiao Jinglin didn't appreciate the words: "I know you like this soft and impractical fancy style. But this is swordsmanship, not sword dance, but I changed it a bit. I slowed down again. Although against the enemy It’s not very useful when you’re doing it, but it’s enough to keep your body healthy. You are weak, and your blood is weak. Practicing this is good for your body."
What else did Xiao Jinglin say, Da Sujin, the maid beside the princess, came in. Said that Mrs. Xu had already arrived, the princess asked Xiao Jinglin to pass.
Xiao Jinglin could only stop talking. To Ren Yaoqi: "It's settled. From now on, follow me to practice the sword for half an hour every day. Put this Xueyi sword with me temporarily, and take it back when you learn it."
Ren Yaoqi knew that although Xiao Jinglin had teased her to practice swordsmanship, it was more for her good. Her physique is poor. Although she is not very visible on weekdays, it is easy to catch cold in autumn and winter, and it is not easy to get better if she is sick.
So when Xiao Jinglin said so, Ren Yaoqi did not refuse.
When Ren Yaoqi went to Jiuyang Temple with Xiao Jinglin, the princess was speaking with a middle-aged woman who seemed to be in her early forties.
Ren Yaoqi knew that the woman should be Mrs. Xu, and couldn't help being a little surprised. Mrs. Xu's Ouyang should be over fifty years old, but she didn't want to look like she was tender.
Ouyang's appearance is not too good, only delicate. Moreover, her face was a little pale, but the color of her lips was a little dull, and she was not very healthy at first glance.
However, Ouyang has an elegant and gentle temperament from Jiangnan scholarly family.
Ouyang's temperament is different from Aunt Fang, Madam Fang and other Jiangnan women. She has a more elegant style of "poems and books" on her body, which makes her only six points more attractive. Divided, and as the age grows, the spirit becomes more and more precipitated.
In Ren Yaoqi’s previous life, she often heard Mr. Pei mentioning his dead wife. She was also curious about what kind of woman was like Mr. Pei’s elegant character that would make him sigh "Wushan is not a cloud", and told his wife He did not remarry after his death.
Now she saw Madam Xu, and the image of Madam Xu coincided with the imagination of Madam Pei in her mind.
Although Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Pei are more than twenty years old, they are not the same compatriots, but they should be similar. It's a pity that Mrs. Pei has passed away for nearly two years at this time, and she has no chance to see Mrs. Pei's grace again.
After seeing the ceremony, Ren Yaoqi had been betting on Ouyang for a long time, so Ouyang looked at her. After Ren Yaoqi reacted, he was rather embarrassed, but Ouyang gave her a wide and soothing smile, and took the initiative: "This is the fifth girl from the Ren family? Just heard the princess mentioned you and said it was a piano player. Very good."
Ouyang's voice is slightly low. However, the tone is extremely soft and gentle, like a spring breeze, and it is easy for people to have good impressions and trust.
"It's just that I have studied for more time when I was at home. It was the princess that praised me." Ren Yaoqi said.
Xiao Jinglin said on the side: "I think you play very well."
Although Princess Xiao was sometimes dissatisfied that she had lost her mastery in front of Ren Yaoqi, she still gave Ren Yaoqi this close friend a lot of face in front of others.
I don’t want Ouyang but laughed and teased her:
In the eyes of the princess, I’m afraid it’s okay to play better than you? It’s okay if you don’t boast, but I want to let the five girls play a song. Up."
Xiao Jinglin didn't get annoyed when she heard the words, instead she smiled, and blinked at Ren Yaoqi, she rarely brought some of the liveliness and agility of a girl her age.
Ouyang was a little surprised when he saw it. Can't help but glance at Ren Yaoqi again.
Ren Yaoqi can also see from Xiao Jinglin's attitude that she has a different attitude towards this Ouyang clan and other post-house ladies.
If other wives and wives were present, Xiao Jinglin would only put on a cold face that was not close to anyone. It makes people feel that Princess Xiao is not easy to get close to, so that those who want to get close to it are difficult to retreat.
The princess smiled and said: "Sir, I'll talk about it after listening to them, but I can speak first. If Liner can't pass Mr.'s level today, I will have to practice four for the next two days. Time."
Xiao Jinglin's face froze.
Ouyang gave Xiao Jinglin a smile. Said to the princess: "The princess specially asked me to be the villain today, right? This is not good."
Ren Yaoqi was a little surprised when he heard the princess's address to the Ouyang clan. A woman would honor her as a teacher only if she was kind to her teacher.
Is Ouyang and the princess still suitable for mentoring?
When everyone moved to make Ren Yaohua the side hall of the piano room, Xiao Jinglin whispered in Ren Yaoqi's ear: "My mother and concubine used to worship Mrs. Xu when she was young. Her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting followed Xu. Mrs. Xu learned it. When she was young, Mrs. Xu was a well-known talented girl in Kyoto. The emperor once praised her for being a champion."
Ren Yaoqi knew this.
Today, the Ouyang clan was specially invited by the princess, and the Yun family's daughter-in-law banquet will let the daughters of the Yun family perform their talents every year. Finally, a few talented ladies will be selected.
Ouyang was one of the people who judged the talents of the ladies, and because of her status and knowledge, her opinions were the basis for other ladies who participated in the competition.
Other people try to avoid suspicion. Naturally, he would not invite Ouyang into the mansion at this time, but the Yanbei Palace did not need to pay attention to this rule.
Excluding the personal relationship between Princess Yanbei and the Ouyang clan, the Golden Banquet is the same as the last dragon boat race in the Sujia Duanyang Festival. As long as someone from the Yanbei Palace participates, the crown will come from the Yanbei Palace. This is a common practice that everyone knows.
The princess asked Ouyang to listen to Xiao Jinglin's piano, but she didn't want Xiao Jinglin's level to be too vague from the position of the crown and was teased secretly.
After all, the false name is for others. Real ability is one's own.
In recent days, Xiao Jinglin has worked hard to practice a song "The Moon is Full of Guanshan", and she is already very proficient in playing it. As soon as she started picking the strings, Ouyang couldn't help but nod when she saw her raising her hand and stroking the piano.
The level of Xiao Jinglin's piano skills before, the Ouyang clan knew well, and seeing how she looked today, she knew that she had not done less hard work these days.
Of course, Xiao Jinglin's level is incomparable with a real master, but at least she will not lose face at the wedding banquet.
As soon as Xiao Jinglin closed the song, Ouyang said with a smile: "It seems that I am a bad person today, and the princess's piano art has greatly improved.
Although Xiao Jinglin didn't say anything on her face, Ren Yaoqi could see that Princess Xiao was already silently proud at this moment, because Princess Xiao looked specifically at her.
Ouyang seemed to see what Xiao Jinglin was thinking in her heart, but she said in a warm voice: "It's just that the princess must understand that playing the piano, like many things in this world, can't be accomplished overnight. After all, expedients are just expedients. Practicability and stability is the way to survive. Don’t think that there are shortcuts to go and ruin the basic skills. Otherwise, once you meet a real master, you will suffer a big loss."
After hearing this, Xiao Jinglin hurriedly cleaned up her self-satisfaction, and nodded to listen to her instructions: "Yes, ma'am, Jinglin would like to follow her instructions."
The princess is also very satisfied with her daughter's performance today, thinking that as long as her daughter calms down and is willing to learn, it will not be a dead wood.
As a mother, the princess still hopes that Xiao Jinglin can learn piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy like ordinary women, and understand some ways of living in the house, because her daughter is strong and won’t let her be shaved, she will eventually marry as a woman. The second half of life is still to be spent in the house.
Princess Yanbei understands the truth about Zhuzhechi, knowing that Xiao Jinglin's ability to calm down and play the piano is largely due to Ren Yaoqi.
After watching with cold eyes for a while, the princess felt that this Miss Ren Jiasan was only a merchant born, but maybe because of a part of the royal blood, she did not have the little family style of ordinary merchants, but treated people with a sense of measure and a calm and gentle personality. , Rare but also versatile, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can be handy.
When Princess Yanbei was young, she also regarded herself as a talented girl. She didn't agree with the ethics of a woman without talent, so she had a good impression of smart girls.
Anyone who is a mother will not hate her daughter's contact with children like Ren Yaoqi. Therefore, Princess Yanbei has been very kind to Ren Yaoqi these days.
The princess wanted to uphold Ren Yaoqi, so she smiled and said: "Lin'er has passed the level of Mr. Yaoqi, and Yaoqi will also play a song. As long as the compliment of her husband is praised by her husband, whether he can get a good reputation at the banquet is second. ."
Mrs. Xu smiled and shook her head, and looked at Ren Yaoqi gently and encouragingly.
Ren Yaoqi pursed his lips, got up and saluted, and then sat down on the piano case.
She didn't choose too difficult or obscure tunes, and only played the usual "flowing water". She sat down on the piano table, and her elegant and peaceful temperament became more and more obvious, which looked like a pleasing landscape painting.
Ren Yaoqi's is also proficient, the overtones are light and clear, the scattered sounds are calm and thick, and the sound is sometimes soothing, sometimes agitated and sometimes solemn.
Ouyang turned his head slightly to listen carefully, and silently moved his fingers to tap.
When Ren Yaoqi finished one song, Ouyang smiled and looked up at her.
Ren Yaoqi stood up and bowed his head to listen.
"how old are you?"
"I'm twelve years old." Ren Yaoqi just passed his eleventh birthday in May. Girls at this age usually don't have their birthdays, and they are afraid of losing their luck, so Ren Yaoqi didn't say anything. However, according to Yanbei's rules, the question of age is generally to answer the false age, that is, even one year old after birth, plus one year after each passing year.