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Perhaps this also reflects that this academy is not as strict and oppressive as it appears on the surface, and it is also filled with some kind of vitality, allowing some freedom and poetry to inhabit here.

Zhao Rong looked at it seriously, while his thoughts were racing.

Chapter 1 Sixty After all, I still went through the back door

"Young junior brother is from the Great Chu?"

Li Jinshu, who was walking side by side with Zhao Rong, suddenly spoke.

Zhao Rong, whose thoughts were interrupted, turned his head and glanced at his side face. Seeing him looking curiously, he nodded, "Exactly, I grew up in Ganjing, Dachu."

Zhao Rong said again: "Why, Brother Li knows about Da Chu?"

Li Jinshu smiled brightly, and said in a clear voice: "To tell the truth, my hometown, Nanyue, happens to be a neighboring country of Great Chu. In this way, I can be regarded as fellow villagers in a certain sense."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, and chatted with Li Jinshu about the customs around Dachu, and immediately found a lot of common topics, and for a while, the two became more cordial.

While chatting, the two shuttled through the academy.

Along the way, Zhao Rong met the scholars of the academy, and many gentlemen with elegant backs. What he saw and heard gave him the initial impression of a mellow Confucian style and scholarly fragrance.

After feeling that he had become acquainted with Li Jinshu a lot, Zhao Rong asked aloud with some guesswork:

"Brother Li, may I ask why Mr. Yan is looking for me, and why did you call me junior brother?"

Li Jinshu was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Zhao Rong, and said doubtfully:

"You don't know? Uh, I don't know exactly what was written in the letter that Da Chu's uncle asked you to send, but according to the teacher, it should be that the uncle asked him to accept you as a junior. "

Zhao Rong frowned and remained silent.

At the beginning, Mr. Fang did not tell him that the letter he sent was about him. Zhao Rong always thought that he, um, and Mr. Fang were just sending letters for the Great Chu State Teacher...

But I didn't expect this letter to be related to him, it was a recommendation letter written for him!

Zhao Rong didn't know the Great Chu State Master, and even in his impression, he only glanced at his back from a distance when the Great Chu State Prison offered sacrifices to the Confucian Temple.

If it is said that the Grand Master of Chu is concerned about the culture and education of the Great Chu and recommends students to study in the academy, this reason is very unreasonable.

Because Zhao Rong at that time was not outstanding among the many interns in the Guozijian, if there was such an opportunity, it would be completely out of his turn.

So could it be that the Jingnan Duke's Mansion secretly arranged for him?Does the old lady want him to stay and go to Duyou City to ease the relationship with Qingjun?

It is also possible.

Because he had made up his mind to go at that time, and everyone in the Jingnan Duke's Mansion knew that he had bought a transcontinental ferry ticket. If he had directly told him about it, he would probably refuse it directly, but if he used Mr. Fang's excuse of entrusting him with a letter, It was a chance for him to come to Duyou City at that time, although when he went to find Mr. Fang later, he also refused to deliver the letter at first.

But logically speaking, if this is the case, then Qing Jun should also know about it, because both parties need to know that the other party is in Duyou City to ease the relationship, and there is no need for the old lady to hide Qing Jun.

But when I met Qing Jun before, seeing her reaction, she probably didn't expect him to come to Duyou City at all, and she didn't know about it.

Zhao Rong frowned.

So... Mr. Fang arranged this for him?

Mr. Fang knows the Great Chu State Teacher?

But Mr. Fang is obviously a mortal, um, at least in his impression, how could Mr. Fang know a great Confucian monk like the Great Master of Chu? Well, it is a little possible, but it is too young, and Never heard him say it either.

Zhao Rong suddenly smiled.

Could it be that Mr. Fang is still a hidden peerless expert?

Well, I have a childhood sweetheart, a sword fairy lady, and a fallen sword spirit in the brow wheel, and now there is another teacher who has been close to him since childhood and is a hidden boss...

If it is appropriate, the protagonist template in this novel, only he is not a real waste material, but a special and peerless physique.

By the way, does Mr. Fang still have a stunning daughter who is as talented as Qing Jun?Will you still cry and cry to marry me in the future?

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth curled up.

But when he smiled and smiled, his smile gradually disappeared.

Because Zhao Rong remembered what Lin Wenruo had told him about Zhao's Tsing Yi.

He remembered that Mr. Fang was originally the enlightenment Mr. Zhao's private school in the Jingnan Duke's mansion.

I thought of Qingjun's four-year ascension to the heaven realm, just to draw out the sword that can overflow with snow-white sword energy.

He remembered that his mother had forced him to marry Qingjun regardless of his ambition and future.

He also remembered the riot caused by the great monster of Zhishui Kingdom on the mountain before.

And his unmasked father...

Every clue in the process of growing up was pondered over and over again by him.

Zhao Rong felt as if there was a big net around him, covering everything.

Is there an eye hidden in the darkness looking at him right now?

Did someone follow him all the way from Longquandu to Duyou City?

Zhao Rong didn't know.

He also didn't know which one, he or Qingjun, was a blindfold, or that both of them were blindfolded.

The real Zhao Qingyi is actually... Qian'er?

Or, none of the three of them, Zhao Qingyi has someone else.

Zhao Rong didn't even know.

However, Zhao Rong was very sure of one thing.

That is, he didn't want him, Qing Jun, and Qian'er to have anything to do with Zhao Qingyi at all.

Because even doing this unknown Zhao Shi Qingyi's cover-up is extremely dangerous.

But now he just wants to be with Qing Jun and Xiao Xiao, study, practice, and live a good life.

I don't want to be involved in such overwhelming grievances at all.

This is endless trouble.

The bloodline of Fuyao's Zhao family is indeed glorious, and the power of Fuyao's electorate is indeed monstrous.

But you have to have your life to get it.

How much power is matched with how much obligation, and how much danger portends...

Seeing Zhao Rong's pensive expression, Li Jinshu thought for a while and explained:

"In addition to the public examination and enrollment every three years, the academy also gives some special quotas to the masters and wives of the academy. Anyone with bad conduct will do.”

"Little brother, the teacher still has a few places left in his hand. The meaning of inviting you to meet this time is probably to give you one of the places. When you meet the teacher, try to behave better, but don't be too nervous. Although the teacher He looks strict and solemn on the surface, but in private he is amiable and easy to get along with. According to my understanding, brother, since we are inviting you to meet, then the matter is probably settled, and we will just meet you when we meet."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, temporarily withdrawing his messy thoughts, and glanced at Li Jinshu, who was thinking carefully for him with a gentle smile.

Zhao Rong stretched his brows, bowed his hands and saluted with a sincere tone.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li, for your guidance."

Li Jinshu suddenly put on a straight face, "You still call me Brother Li?"

Zhao Rong blinked, "Brother."

Li Jinshu looked at Zhao Rong, a fellow junior, nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's more or less the same."

He thought for a while, and then seriously urged.

"Although according to the rules of the academy, you have to study in the outer courtyard with the same group of students for more than one year before you have the chance to be selected by the teacher as a direct disciple, but as long as you study hard, don't go wrong, devote yourself to learning in a down-to-earth manner, and have a correct attitude Let's not talk about other gentlemen's standards for accepting apprentices. I believe my husband's assessment will be easier to pass. If it doesn't work, you call me senior brother, so senior senior brother will plead for you again, but you have to work hard. "

Zhao Rong was taken aback, at first he was still a little wary, but now he was a little touched, this fellow old senior brother... a little warm.

Also.

Is this what it feels like for a related household to go through the back door?

pretty good……

Zhao Rong was just about to speak, but at this moment, a woman in a Confucian shirt came hurriedly in front of him and Li Jinshu?

Chapter 161 People Can't, At Least Shouldn't

Zhao Rong's gaze couldn't help being attracted by the woman in Confucian shirt who was coming towards him.

In this solemn and dignified academy as a whole, her sudden appearance is like a beautiful scenery walking along.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and of course Zhao Rong would not let go of this astonishing look, so he looked at her frankly.

Different from the uniform attire of other academy scholars, this woman is wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt. Although the clothes are loose and cover her figure, she must have a beautiful and graceful figure. The flying beauty.

Such a woman looks good in anything.

Zhao Rong's eyes showed appreciation.

As for the face of the woman in Confucianism shirt, at first glance, he only had a sigh of "so beautiful", but he couldn't describe how beautiful it was.

Zhao Rong has always felt that the elegant and beautiful adjectives in the books are actually difficult to accurately describe all the beautiful women in the world.

Words are far from enough, but the feeling from the heart can be described.

For example, among the many beauties he has seen in the past, the two women are of course the ones he cares most about.

For Qingjun, on the night of the bridal chamber, the first time he took off the red head cover, he was attracted by those long eyes and a hazel tear mole.

If you want to describe the beauty of Qing Jun, then this is the most memorable feature for Zhao Rong.

Qiushui's long eyes give people a feeling of desolation and loneliness, but the faint tear mole gives people a sense of cuteness and affection. The strange mixture of these two temperaments outlines the woman, and slowly walks into his heart.

Qingjun is the bright moon in Zhao Rong's heart, shedding the white moonlight slowly, sometimes deserted and quiet, and sometimes gentle and flowing.

But the beauty that Su Xiaoxiao left in Zhao Rong's heart was that pair of clear and long fox eyes, two prickly canine teeth, um, a pair of clumsy to proficient jade hands, and the small head in front of him. He looked up at the love and admiration cast by him.

Su Xiaoxiao is the little cub that lives joyfully in Zhao Rong's heart, cute and clingy, sometimes pure and naive, sometimes charming and seductive.

Therefore, Zhao Rong felt that to truly appreciate a woman, the most important thing is temperament and feelings.

At this moment, the woman in Confucian shirt who was about to pass him by in front of Zhao Rong's eyes was extremely obvious in this respect.

Because apart from her beauty, her face did not leave an unforgettable impression on Zhao Rong, who was picky.

But an aura exists from the inside out.

The women in Confucian shirts are like elegant ladies who come out of poems and paintings, their posture is extremely quiet and elegant, and they have an air of lightness...

Zhao Rong suddenly thought of orchids, that's right, this woman seems to be an orchid in an empty valley...

However, at this time, for some reason, she frowned lightly, and her steps were a little hurried, so it seemed that this orchid was a little swaying and busy, and it smelled a little more like fireworks.

In particular, she also caught a glimpse of a slender hairpin dipped in ink in her bun.

Zhao Rong smiled, it was interesting.

Li Jinshu was pointing his head sideways and telling Zhao Rong about some academy matters in detail. When he realized that someone was coming in front of him and turned his head, Zhu Weirui walked past them in an instant as if there was no one else around.

After Li Jinshu saw the person coming, he slowly lowered the hand that was about to salute, and looked at the back of Zhu Weirui leaving in a hurry, feeling a little strange. He didn't know why this lady who was dignified, demure and well-behaved when they met on weekdays was acting like this today. In a hurry, I don't know who and what it is for.

Li Jinshu shook his head lightly. Suddenly, he saw the newly recruited junior brother beside him still looking back at Mr. Zhu's beautiful figure.

Li Jinshu couldn't help but sighed slightly, hesitant to speak.

Zhao Rong just smelled the sweet fragrance from the woman in Confucian shirt who was not looking sideways, at this moment his expression changed suddenly, and he spoke softly.

"Eldest brother, is this... female gentleman the same as Mr. Zhu?"

"Yes."

Li Jinshu responded, thinking that Zhao Rong would ask again, but seeing that Zhao Rong just nodded lightly with a calm expression, he stopped talking and continued walking side by side with him.

Li Jinshu thought about it, and decided to speak out.

"Little Junior Brother."

"What's the matter, big brother?"

Li Jinshu's tone was serious.

"Mr. Zhu is elegant, vulgar and knowledgeable. She is indeed a rare beauty in the world, but she is our teacher after all... You should know that there are no distinctions in the academy, and some girls will be admitted, and they don't Oppose the admiration between male and female students of the same generation and the communication allowed by the etiquette, but no matter how open the atmosphere is, some ethical norms between teachers and students cannot be crossed."

In fact, there are some more blunt words, but he hasn't said them yet, because he is afraid of hurting this young junior. On the mountain, Zhao Rong was still too young for the long lifespan of a monk.

Li Jinshu looked at Zhao Rong, who had a calm face after hearing the words, with some concern. He was afraid that his young heart would be stubborn and not listen, and he would be arrogant, thinking that he could break through all obstacles, so he did not know how to try it out. look back.