"The old man's surname is Yuan and his courtesy name is Xiangshan. He used to be a well-known courtesy officer in the imperial court, but later he retired...Mr. Yuan is highly respected and knowledgeable. My father told me to follow him and learn from him."

Ouyang Rong saw Su Dalang's face. Although his expression was serious, his eyes still seemed a little disappointed.

He tried: "How about I intercede on your behalf and see if I can grant you half a day off? You're really tired."

"Let's forget it." Su Dalang hesitated, "Mr. Yuan is a very nice person, but his temper is a bit weird."

He shook his head, changed the subject, and prepared to leave:

"Lianghan, Liulang, you go ahead, I have to go back. I really can't accompany you to Yunshui Pavilion to drink health tea this time, eh."

Ouyang Rong just wanted to speak.

Suddenly an old voice came from the shore not far from the water pavilion;

"What kind of health tea should you drink? Dalang, is this the friend you said you were waiting for?"

Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang, and Liu Ashan turned their heads curiously.

I saw an old scholar wearing a purple Confucian shirt, surrounded by four book boys, walking through the narrow footpath on the pond and entering the high platform waterside pavilion in the middle of the water.

The old scribe was about seventy years old, with gray hair and beard, many age spots on his face, and he was holding a cane in his hand.

Several bookboys behind him respectfully held book cases.

Ouyang Rong even saw someone bringing a teacup.

The shelf is quite small.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

Su Dalang immediately greeted him and supported the old scribe respectfully.

Yuan Xiangshan nodded and said, "Master, I'm here to see the friends you have made."

Su Dalang: "Teacher, Brother Lianghan and Brother Yan are ready to go back. My disciple will go back to class now..."

Yuan Xiangshan shook his head and said nothing.

Holding his cane, he led the book boy to sit directly on the main seat near the center of the lake in the waterside pavilion. He raised his eyelids and looked at Ouyang Rong and others one by one.

"I'm not feeling very well, so I took the liberty to sit down. Everyone, please sit down too."

After Yuan Xiangshan sat down, he took the tea from the book boy, took a sip, and said slowly.

Su Dalang cast a helpless look.

When Ouyang Rong and others saw this, they looked at each other, but did not sit down, but still stood.

Yuan Xiangshan was no longer polite. After asking Su Dalang about the names of Ouyang Rong and others, he cleared his throat and said:

"What about Yunshui Pavilion's health tea? Where are you taking Dalang to?"

Yan Liulang coughed, "I haven't gone anywhere, I'm just going to go out for a spring outing or something, old man..."

"Dong dong——"

Yuan Xiangshan suddenly looked at the ground with his crutch, interrupting Yan Liulang's explanation:

"Humph, don't think that I don't know. I'm not a rotten scholar. I came from your age. You still don't know the twists and turns among you young people?

"What kind of health-preserving tea should I drink? What kind of health-preserving tea should I drink when I am young? This is just a code. It may mean that I am going to a brothel to look for flowers and willows.

"Stop coaxing the old man."

Everyone in the waterside pavilion was suddenly speechless.

Yuan Xiangshan lowered his head and took a leisurely sip of tea, nodded and said:

"Oh, did I guess it right? You guys, drinking any kind of tea will only harm you..."

"..." Ouyang Rong, Su Dalang and others.

Yuan Xiangshan turned to Su Dalang and frowned:

"When I saw your anxious look this morning, I guessed that you didn't want to learn well, and I was right.

"Hey, you shouldn't take this vacation. If you relax a little, you'll be wild. Now you even drink health tea. What are you going to do in the future? What kind of tea do you want to drink?"

Su Dalang opened his mouth: "Teacher, student, I..."

Yuan Xiangshan tapped his cane to interrupt, lowered his eyelids and said:

"Your parents have high hopes for you and entrust you to the old man to study hard. Look at you, are you worthy of the ardent expectations of your relatives?

"What are you, you come here and stand, I'll talk to you when you get back."

Su Dalang nodded sadly, standing behind the stern old scribe who was sitting upright, holding a teacup for his teacher.

Yan Liulang on the side saw this and couldn't help but explain:

"Old sir, you really misunderstood. We are really not going to drink tea this time..."

"Does that mean you've been there before?"

"..."

Yuan Xiangshan shook his head in disappointment, glared at Su Dalang and said:

"Have you been there last time? To be honest? Dalang, you, how can I be so confident that I can give you a holiday? If you don't pay attention, you will be led astray..."

Su Dalang's face turned red and he whispered urgently: "Teacher, the student is wrong. Stop talking. Lianghan and the others are still here..."

My teacher said these words directly and unceremoniously in front of his friends.

It's not just a matter of not giving him face.

Su Dalang's face was very hot, and he couldn't help but cast apologetic glances at Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang and others.

Ouyang Rong shook his head slightly.

However, he couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Su Dalang's "fatherly" master.

The latter was still admonishing non-stop.

The scene he saw in Su Dalang's study last time flashed through Ouyang Rong's mind.

I did understand some things, but when I looked at Su Dalang again, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Da Lang, I understand that you have reached adulthood and are an adult, but look at what time it is now and what situation you are in?"

Yuan Xiangshan folded his hands, propped up his crutches, and banged on the floor to lecture. He seemed not to have noticed whether his words would embarrass Su Dalang, Ouyang Rong, and others, or in other words, the old man did not care.

"I won't say that you are sharing the worries of your parents, but at least don't let them worry. Now is the time to put academics first. Have you finished reading "Erya"? What about "Zhou Li"? You should put aside the love between men and women first.

There's also the matter of being playful, so put these aside and study hard first...

“When heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to a man, he must first work hard on his will, work his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin... He doesn’t say that he will let you work his muscles and bones and starve his body and skin. How about you work hard on your will?

"You, you, are really going to piss me off to death."

Dong Dong Dong——!

The sound of the cane hitting the ground resounded throughout the waterside pavilion. The old scribe raised his nose and glared, speaking in a stern tone.

"Yes, yes, students don't dare anymore. Teacher, please calm down. Teacher, please calm down..."

Su Dalang hurriedly handed over the tea, with a serious face and coaxed.

Ouyang Rong glanced sideways at the master and apprentice, but said nothing.

Not very suitable for speaking out either.

However, someone did not speak, but Yuan Xiangshan seemed to notice someone's calm eyes.

The old scribe's brows, which were covered with wrinkles on his forehead, wrinkled slightly and then smoothed out.

He returned the tea cup to Su Dalang, and suddenly turned to Ouyang Rong, who had been standing silently with his sleeves rolled up, and said:

"Your name is Ouyang Lianghan, the new county magistrate of Longcheng County Government?"

Everyone held their breath and looked at Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong nodded, and said politely:
Chapter completed!