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I saw that the door had already been opened early today, and a girl in blue was standing on the steps with her hands folded, staring at him in a condescending gesture.

But it's hard for her, after all, she is so short, and she wants to "look down" him so unwillingly, the result is that she will probably get cervical spondylosis after a long time...

Zhao Rong walked straight towards her.

Jing Zi saw Zhao Rong approaching her with a calm face, her small body trembled suddenly, but she immediately realized that this prodigal scholar is a cultivator at the heavenly realm, why is my mother afraid of him?

The girl in blue glared at Zhao Rong again, and seeing that he had already arrived in front of her, she said disdainfully: "You can continue if you have the ability..."

Before Jingzi could finish her words, she suddenly got stuck, because Zhao Rong had walked past her non-stop, took out the pen and ink, added two words on the couplet again, and then casually put the things into Xumi In the midst of things, she turned around, patted her sleeves, passed her again as if nothing had happened, and went down the steps.

Jing Zi was startled.

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Rong didn't even look at her. The only time they looked at each other was when he arrived just now, but that gaze... as if looking at a naughty flat-chested girl?

Jing Zi took a deep breath and turned to look at the couplets.

I saw that the upper and lower couplets each have seven characters.

The door is short of a thousand poles of bamboo,

There are thousands of books in the courtyard.

Round him up again?

Jing Zi carefully looked at the couplets, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, her expression blank.

At this moment, there was a lot of applause and cheers from the crowd below.

Jing Zi woke up suddenly, and turned her head to stare at Zhao Rong's back, feeling that this prodigal scholar was too wicked.

no!My old lady is so angry, I have never been angry like this since I was a child, I don't believe it, I can't cure him!

Her shoulders rose and fell, and she turned around to tear up the couplets, but suddenly she had an idea, Shi Shiran withdrew her hand, glanced at Zhao Rong who was reading with his head down, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chapter 157 Just Don't Let You Enter the Academy

The sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky.

It was time for Mr. Academy to finish his get out of class at noon.

However, Zhao Rong did not put down his hands and read the book all morning as usual, and went to welcome the arrival of the husband.

He raised his head and glanced at the restless crowd, as well as the figure that began to loom from inside the wooden door, then looked down at the newly found book in his hand again, reading it with relish.

These few days of squatting from sunrise to sunset were tedious... a certain petite and narrow-minded girl with a flat chest brought some fun, but most of the time was spent in tedious waiting.

However, the bookstore near Linlu Academy brought many surprises to Zhao Rong.

He took time to go shopping in the morning.

This Linlu Academy is worthy of being a place where the essence of culture in a continent gathers. There are more bookstores around it than restaurants and inns combined, and each of them has a rich collection of books.

Zhao Rong found some of the orphaned wild books or banned books of the secular dynasties at the foot of the mountain.

This makes Zhao Rong, who has already read extensively, very happy, and he can temporarily satisfy his picky omnivorous taste, especially the kind of people who explore in the vast sea of ​​​​books and randomly encounter good books that surprise one after another. The process made him want to stop.

At this time, what Zhao Rong was reading was a miscellaneous book in the eyes of other Confucian scholars. It was about a Mohist ranger from the southern part of Yunmengzhou, which was one of the three small continents with Wangquezhou, and traveled to the Seven Kingdoms of Nanze.

The two schools of Confucianism and Mohism are both prominent schools of thought in the world. Although the differences are not as big as those of the two schools and Taoism, the disputes are not small.

In short, the main tendency of Confucianism and Mohism is to enter the world, which is active and promising. Except for a few branch lines, the main tendency of Taoism is to be out of the world, which is passive and inaction.

Therefore, both Confucianism and Mohist schools emphasize "doing something", but the methods and policies are different.

To put it simply.

Confucianism emphasizes benevolence, while Mohism emphasizes love.

Both actually advocate love, but Confucianism talks about differentiated love, while Mohism emphasizes undifferentiated and equal love.

Zhao Rong has always been very interested in the Mohist family. Before leaving Dachu, he also bought some classics of the Mohist sages on the way to the Imperial College to say goodbye to Mr. Fang. After that, he added some classics to the Mohist family one after another. However, those It would be boring to read too many purely reasoning books.

Mohism's "universal love" and "non-aggression" Dao theory, if you read too much, you will memorize it, and you don't have much feeling, and your enthusiasm quickly fades away, and you devote yourself to other schools of thought.

But now, Zhao Rong has seen something more from this Mo Xia You Zhuan, which is similar to landscape travel notes and romance stories, which are sparse and common on the mountain, and his understanding of the Mo Code that he has read before has become more and more profound. .

The differences or similarities between the behaviors of Confucian scholars and rangers can be seen from this travel note.

When Zhao Rong was reading the story with high interest, he was reluctant to put down the scroll, so he didn't pay attention to the things around him, and he didn't look forward to it with everyone this time. After all, he had been waiting for several days, but there was no movement.

By the way, there seem to be very few Mohist rangers in Wangquezhou. I haven’t seen many when I was driving on the mountain before. Well, I seemed to meet a bearded man when I got off the boat at Cangzhoupu a long time ago. He was presented with a pot of expensive mountain wine.

Not long ago, when I was walking blindly in Duyou East City holding Qingjun's hand, I seemed to pass by a Mohist mansion, and I saw many white-clothed Mohist men coming in and out of it.

Occasionally, some thoughts flashed through Zhao Rong's mind, but they were immediately forgotten, and continued to read the book with relish, and from time to time worried about the Mo Xia who had no surname but only a single name in the book.

You are on the right track, the subjugated princess who was rescued by your hero has already taken the initiative, and almost knocked you out and dragged you into the room to sit up and move on your own. You still put it here and take care of this and that, the one on the left is sorry for the one on the right I'm sorry, but if you take the initiative, maybe you can have a litter of children to contribute to the "Jianai" cause of the Mo family. Forget it, come out and let me...

At this moment, Zhao Rong, who was about to get into the book with his head down, suddenly became quiet, but he didn't notice it.

The air is a little quiet.

Only the flipping of a book by a young Confucian scholar could be heard from time to time.

a moment.

Snapped!

Zhao Rong closed the book abruptly, sighed and shook his head.

That's all for "universal love" and "non-gong"?But the latter one is also correct, it is indeed not an offense, it is a subject...

Zhao Rong made a teasing laugh and raised his head leisurely.

next second.

He was taken aback.

Because Zhao Rong saw that all the scholars on the field were looking at him.

And there seemed to be some kind of...envy and jealousy in his eyes?

Zhao Rong blinked, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the wooden door.

At this moment, a white-bearded old man in a long gown was slowly walking down the stairs and walking towards him. The scholars around him all made way for the old man in the long gown, looking at Zhao Rong with jealousy from time to time.

After Zhao Rong was slightly stunned, he hurriedly put down his things and got up to greet him.

The old man in the long gown just asked the question in front of the couplet on the wooden door. The scholars below all looked at each other in blank dismay and didn't answer. However, many scholars still glanced faintly at the young Confucian scholar who was reading with his head down.

After the old man in the long gown approached, he looked at Zhao Rong carefully, and asked again: "Did you write the words on the couplet?"

Zhao Rong was relieved, it turned out to be this one, but it finally came...

His face was serious, and his tone was serious, "It's Xiaosheng."

Hearing this, the old man in long gown reached out to stroke his beard, his eyes were burning, he looked up and down Zhao Rong again, nodded from time to time, after a moment of silence, he was ready to speak.

But at this moment.

A blue figure suddenly got into the position between Zhao Rong and the old man in long gown, separating them.

Zhao Rong took a closer look and saw that it was the unknown girl in blue who was separating him from the old man in long gown with open arms.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart!

The old man in the long gown was also taken aback when he saw this, and said softly, "Jingzi? But your husband is looking for me?"

Jing Zi blinked at Zhao Rong, then turned her head.

She wrinkled her small face, pursed her mouth, and said to the old man in long gown in an aggrieved tone:

"Grandpa Gu, please don't be fooled by this scholar's pure appearance! He is a dissolute scholar, and he spoke frivolously and frivolously to me before, so Grandpa Gu, please don't be fooled. His innocent appearance has deceived him, so let him be admitted to the hospital."

Hmph, apprentice, I just won't let you enter the academy, you nonsense apprentice, if you come in, it will only ruin the atmosphere of the academy!

Jingzi's heart turned back and forth, but she still had a coquettish expression, looking at Mr. Gu expectantly.

Mr. Gu, who has always paid attention to Confucian behavior norms, heard that Zhao Rong dared to moleste a little girl in broad daylight. He immediately put on a straight face and put down his hand touching his beard. Seeing Jingzi's grievance, he frowned even more. , nodded slightly to her, took a final look at Zhao Rong, turned around and left without saying anything.

Mr. Academy has a few recommenders to join the academy. Eyes are very important. If you look at it well, once the impression score is low, there is no need to waste the precious quota...

Jing Zi gave Zhao Rong a blank look at a place that Mr. Gu couldn't see.

Seeing the girl in blue appeared, Zhao Rong felt bad. Seeing the girl in blue who seemed to be named Jing Zi pour a large basin of dirty water at this moment, he sighed slightly in his heart, and he didn't make any excuses.

Zhao Rong looked at the expressions of the scholars around him, even if he could find someone to testify that he and Jing Zi had conflicts before.He just fought back, but in the eyes of outsiders, he always thinks "what's your rivalry with a little girl", and doesn't think about how messed up this brat is. up.

Zhao Rong looked at the back of Mr. Gu who was about to leave without asking any questions, and sighed again in his heart.

Suddenly, something came to his mind, he ignored the smug eyes of the narrow-minded girl who held vengeance, raised his head and said loudly to the front:

"Mr. Gu, please stay."

Chapter 158 Who is Zhao Ziyu?

Mr. Gu stopped when he heard the words, paused for a moment, and then turned his head: "What's the matter?"

Seeing this, Zhao Rong let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Mr. Gu, do you know a gentleman named Yan Jidao in the academy?"

Jing Zi was holding her hands behind her back, and looked at Zhao Rong's profile with an innocent expression, but Zhao Rong had been ignoring her all the time. At this moment, she was like a kitten, squinting her eyes, looking at Zhao Rong warily.

Mr. Gu raised his snow-white eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "I know, why don't you know me, and I'm going to find that prudish old guy for dinner later, he is my friend, why, do you know him?"

Zhao Rong shook his head and said softly:

"Xiaosheng comes from the Great Chu Dynasty in the south, and the current Grand Master of Chu is Mr. Yan's senior brother. Xiaosheng was entrusted to bring a letter from the national teacher to Mr. Yan, which made Mr. Gu laugh. Now Xiaosheng can't enter in a short time. When I went to the academy, I couldn’t hand over the letter to Mr. Yan, but asked someone else to deliver it, and Xiaosheng was worried. Since Mr. Gu is a good friend of Mr. Yan, can you help me bring the letter?”

Mr. Gu looked into Zhao Rong's eyes, and nodded slightly after listening to the ins and outs.

Just send a letter?

Jing Zi turned her head around, turned her eyes, and said just in case: "Grandpa Gu, he is a disciple..."

It's just that before she finished speaking, Mr. Gu glanced at her and nodded, "It doesn't matter if it's about it."

After speaking, he went to pick up the letter from Zhao Rong.

Mr. Gu saw Zhao Rong holding the letter with both hands carefully and solemnly, a light flashed in his eyes, and he changed his hands to receive it.

He looked down at the pale yellow envelope that was sent thousands of miles away, but was still neat and clean, nodded and said: "It must be delivered."

Seeing this, Jingzi's face puffed up, but she didn't say anything. It can't be said that Zhao Rong also wanted to send that letter to Mr. Yan. It's too outrageous...

Mr. Gu hesitated for a while, then turned around and left. Before leaving, he said to Zhao Rong, "The handwriting is very good".

Zhao Rong returned the salute modestly.

After Mr. Gu left, the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed, probably because they didn't dare to join in the excitement of a petite girl and stayed away.

Zhao Rong heaved a sigh of relief. The task entrusted by the teacher was finally completed. Although he still didn't enter the academy, at least one thing on his mind was settled.

Jing Zi suddenly said: "Hey, my girl is Jing Zi, what's your name?"

Zhao Rong still didn't look at her, but looked in a certain direction, and said casually without thinking: "There's no need for a yellow-haired girl who doesn't have all her hair to know so much."

Jing Zi gasped for breath, and stared at Zhao Rong. Seeing that he was disturbed by her, but he still looked calm and didn't care about it as before, and suddenly became angry, but, she It also calmed down, at least on the surface.

Jingzi said softly: "Hey, are you very angry now?"

Just after she finished speaking, what she didn't expect was that Zhao Rong nodded.

"If you want to talk about anger, you are indeed a little angry, but for the sake of your flat chest, I forgive you."

Jingzi surprisingly didn't blow up her hair this time. It is probably because after fighting with Zhao Rong, she realized the truth that whoever is more angry in a quarrel loses. She said seriously:

"Sir, Jingzi is still young, which is normal, but you, who have been talking about these rambunctious words, are not at all like a serious scholar, let alone let you enter the academy."

Zhao Rong withdrew his gaze from looking at a certain place, bent down and picked up the books back into the bookcase, and said in a casual tone: "Who said that scholars must be serious?"

He glanced at a part of the girl in blue who was seriously substandard compared to her husband, "Besides, since you are aware of this serious problem, it means that you are not young. In other words, you should not be a human race." Bar?"

After saying that, Zhao Rong paused his movements slightly, carefully scrutinized the quiet posture of hurriedly crossing his chest and squinting at him.

He glanced up and down, and indeed found something wrong. He didn't think about it before, but now he looked at it. Apart from the appearance of a little girl from the human race, the girl in blue didn't have the personality of a child of this age unless she matured precociously. up?And a precocious girl wouldn't worry so early about whether it's convex or not...

And also very vengeful, narrow-minded, coquettish, untidy... not cute at all.

Jing Zi took a deep breath, facing Zhao Rong's "bold gaze", her eyes widened, but she did not answer Zhao Rong's question, but turned her head and hummed softly pretending not to care.

Zhao Rong packed up his things, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Jing Zi tilted her head and subconsciously asked curiously.