Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

Rong Zhuo didn't look ashamed when he said this, as if what he was talking about was a very common thing.

But he knew that the person who came to the poetry meeting today was not a dandy like Duan Zheng, but a scholar who claimed to be noble.

In the eyes of these people, it is a waste of reading sage books for young people to indulge in wine and sex.

Therefore, as soon as Rong Zhuo finished speaking, he felt that he was ready to be ridiculed by everyone.

However, things were completely different from what he had imagined. Not only did he not hear any sarcasm at all, even Zhao Shijun, the son of Marquis of Yong'an who was greeting him in front of him, did not lose his smile after hearing his words.

its not right?

Rong Zhuo's thoughts turned sharply, secretly wondering if these scholars have thin skins and are too embarrassed to take the initiative to speak out against him?

"Young Master Rong." The man standing next to Jing Du suddenly said.

This person's name is Zhou Feng, and he is a literati with a clean family background in name, but in fact he has already taken refuge in Yu Jingdu.

Rong Zhuo turned around and looked at him, nervous and expectant in his heart, he thought to himself, is someone finally going to ridicule him?

However, Zhou Feng did not look at him with any sarcasm, but said half-jokingly: "Master Rong was born with such a good skin, even if he forgets his feelings, he must cherish himself next time, it would be a pity to lose his appearance."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people around him immediately laughed.

Rong Zhuo was teased by the other party, and his mood was very complicated.

Did you say you hated him so much?

What about ridiculing in groups?

Rong Zhuo couldn't figure out why he had made so many preparations but didn't get the desired effect.

He lowered his head in frustration, his gaze inadvertently swept over the hand of the servant next to Zhou Feng, and paused for a moment on the other's slender fingers.He was distracted for a moment, thinking to himself that this boy's hands are really pretty, comparable to "Qingshi", but he didn't know that Yu Jingdu's face was hidden under the boy's human skin mask.

Yu Jingdu looked at the dejected little dude, and felt that the other party seemed a little wronged.

Thinking about it, the young man deliberately dressed like this today, and he did not hesitate to mention the affairs in the flower building when there were many people. It was obvious that he wanted to leave a bad impression on everyone, but it was a pity that the sky failed.

"Brother Lin!" Rong Zhuo saw his classmate Lin Yuan in the crowd, and hurriedly brought Jindouzi to him.

He remembered that this Lin Yuan liked to teach others. When he was in Guozixue that day, the other party had tried to persuade him about Hualou, and he was frustrated.If Lin Yuan can scold him again today, maybe he can bring rhythm and make everyone follow suit and dislike him.

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo took the initiative to talk to him and said, "I didn't expect to see Brother Lin today."

"What's unexpected? I'm not the only one who has learned poetry well." Lin Yuan said.

When he faced Rong Zhuo today, his attitude was much more modest, and there was even a little smile in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't take the initiative to speak up, Rong Zhuo put on a self-blaming expression, and said: "After I went back these few days, I often thought of brother Lin's advice that day. Since I am a student of Mr. Ji, I am so dissolute now. Really embarrassing him."

He thought about self-examination first, and then made a turning point, saying that he couldn't change it.

When Lin Yuan gets excited at that time, he should take the opportunity to teach him a lesson.

"I don't agree with what you said." Lin Yuan restrained his smile and said, "Rong Zhuo, let me ask you, Mr. Ji, as a great Confucian in my court, what is it that he is admired by others? Is it because of his profound knowledge and character? Or rely on your own students?"

As soon as he said this, Rong Zhuo couldn't help feeling a little dazed, "What is it based on?"

"Naturally relying on his own knowledge and character." Lin Yuan said again, "Although the teaching is not strict, but Mr. Ji has so many excellent students, there is no need to rely on you, a dude, to support the appearance of Mr. So. No matter how dissolute you are, at most it will disappoint him, but it will not shame him."

"Then I... am I right?" Rong Zhuo asked.

He didn't know how to respond to Lin Yuan's words.

Rong Zhuo's face was originally innocent, but now he was cautious and seemed more obedient.

Lin Yuan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Don't blame yourself too much, it is common for young people to make mistakes, and knowing their mistakes can make a big difference."

"I..." Rong Zhuo sniffed, bit the bullet and continued to pretend to be a dude, "I have already promised that young man to love him well, how can a real man keep his word? I'm afraid I won't be able to change it." Already!"

Lin Yuan sighed when he heard the words, he didn't know if he was helpless or he was too lazy to continue talking to him, he patted him on the shoulder again, and strode away.

Yu Jingdu who was on the side almost choked on his own breath when he heard the words "Take good care of him".

Why didn't he realize that the little dandy's mouth was so rampant before?

However, the young man is so pretty and obedient, so when he said such abrupt words, not only did he not appear to be obscene, but rather like a young man confessing his love to his sweetheart, with just the right amount of hotness and purity in his tone.

Probably because of this, Rong Zhuo made a fuss for so many days, and only caused a little disturbance in the first two days.

In the end, even Rong's father ignored him...

Speaking of this matter, everyone is somewhat suspicious of judging people by their appearance.

But the reason is not that because Rong Zhuo is pretty, he thinks he is right, but because of Young Master Rong's appearance and temperament, it is really unconvincing to say that he is a lewd person.

With his unfaded childishness and those eyes that are as bright as a clear pool, no one will believe that he went to the flower house to make trouble for others, but would suspect that he was caught by some smooth-talking young lady. I was deceived.

And Rong Zhuo's eagerness to "show off" to others just confirmed this point.

Except for a fool who has been dazzled in love, who would put his future and reputation at risk, and mention the person in his room every now and then?

Yu Jingdu was in it before, but he didn't think about it.

It wasn't until today that he caught sporadic regret and sympathy from the eyes of others looking at Rong Zhuo, and then he suddenly realized.

It turns out that Rong Zhuo's hard work these days has been exhausted.

The dude's character is not very established, but the infatuated person is set up to death.

Poor Rong Zhuo didn't know anything, and when the poetry meeting started, he was still thinking hard, what went wrong with him?

He also comforted himself that maybe it was because of the literati's face, that he didn't want to show his dislike for him.

Thinking about it this way, he felt very reasonable.

It's like he hates the prince himself, so it's impossible to throw face at him when he sees him, right?

"Young Master Rong, today's first topic is love, shouldn't you come to a song?" Yong'an Hou Shizi said to Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo was distracted when he was suddenly called, with a dazed expression on his face.

How could he be good at poetry? Don't say it right, he can't even recite it.

Fortunately, he is a dude now, so he doesn't have to care about saving face.

So Rong Zhuo refused frankly: "I won't, let others do it."

At the poetry meeting, he openly admitted that he didn't know it, and it was such a simple topic, it would be embarrassing for anyone to fall on it.

But this person is Rong Zhuo, so it is much more difficult for everyone to be more tolerant.

After all, he is being sympathized with now...

Rong Zhuo has been distracted throughout the poetry meeting.

It wasn't until it was finally time to drink that he regained some energy.

He reckoned that today's event was almost over, and if there were no accidents, the prince should be on stage soon.

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo thought about the advice that Yu Jingdu gave him last night, and he decided to ignore everything and drink first.

Rong Zhuo had drank with his classmates as an adult in his previous life. He knew that he had good wine, and at most he liked to giggle or sleep when he drank too much.

Standing not far away, Yu Jingdu couldn't help but frowned after watching Rong Zhuo drink three cups.

He regretted the bad idea he gave Rong Zhuo...

"Young Master Rong, you can't drink wine like this." Zhou Feng, who was sitting not far from him, couldn't help but reminded.

Rong Zhuo glanced at him, "It's okay, I can drink well."

"Young Master Rong." Yu Jingdu approached Rong Zhuo calmly, and when he picked up the wine glass again, he put his hand on his shoulder, "Drinking alcohol hurts the body."

Rong Zhuo's alcohol intake should not be very good, his eyes have already started to wander after three glasses of wine.

He glanced at the tall and straight "little servant" behind him, and felt that the other party's voice was a little familiar, but he didn't think much about it, then he turned his gaze to Zhou Feng who was beside him.

"Brother Zhou, can I ask you a question?" Rong Zhuo looked serious.

"Sir, please tell me."

"What do you think... what about me?" Rong Zhuo hinted as if he was afraid that he would not understand: "I'm such a dude, don't you secretly look down on me?"

Zhou Feng took a quick look at Yu Jingdu, and then replied: "Young Master Rong just messed around on a whim, so don't belittle yourself, Zhou has never seen such a likable dude as Young Master Rong."

"What do you mean?" Rong Zhuo was drunk, and his tongue began to grow a little.

"It means... Zhou doesn't think you're a dude, so don't worry about it, Young Master." Zhou Feng said.

Rong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became anxious, his eyes couldn't help turning red.

"I don't look like a dandy anymore? Do you know how hard I work?" Rong Zhuo couldn't help getting up and swaying around, pulling the gold ring hanging around his waist and there was a jingle, "I don't look like it? "

He drank and became a little stubborn now.

He was eager to get an affirmation from others, to let him prove that everything he did was meaningful.

"Then let me ask you." Zhou Feng lowered his voice and asked him, "Who is the best, you or the young lady you hired?"

"What... is on top?" Rong Zhuo asked with a blank face, "We all live in guest rooms on the third floor..."

Zhou Feng let out a chuckle, "Young Master Rong, you are still a young child, right?"

Rong Zhuo's face turned red when he heard the words, he stammered and stared at Zhou Feng and said: "How is it possible... I went back to the little boy's room for the first time, and tossed twice! If you don't believe me, you can ask him!"

"We...everyday...every night..." Rong Zhuo still wanted to quibble.

But when he thought that Yu Jingdu was the one who arranged for him, he suddenly felt a little guilty, and the tips of his ears quickly turned red.

Yu Jingdu's eyes fell on his long eyelashes that trembled slightly because of shyness, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

This little dude can behave like this after drinking, how should he deal with his fourth brother?