i have a sword fairy

Chapter 2 She Says She Wants to Have an In-depth Communication with You

Zhao Rong turned his head and glanced at Li Jinshu who was behind him. He was standing at the door, smiling warmly and waving to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong returned a helpless smile to Li Jinshu, then turned his head, straightened his hat and student Qingjin, and walked towards Mr. Yan under the tree in the courtyard in the distance.

"Disciple Zhao Ziyu, I greet you sir."

Zhao Rong bowed his hands and saluted.

Yan Jidao was looking at the maple tree with its luxuriant branches and leaves not red, with his hands behind his back. He turned around immediately after hearing this, with a serious expression, he carefully looked at Zhao Rong several times from top to bottom, nodded and said, "Ziyu, don't be too polite."

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked at Yan Jidao.

The two were silent.

There was a few breaths of silence.

Yan Jidao didn't know why, but nodded lightly again, he turned around suddenly, walked towards the stone table under the tree with his hands behind his back, and opened his mouth.

"Ziyu, don't be too cautious. I heard something about yesterday, but you can talk to me carefully about Tao Yuanran's debate on Confucianism and Taoism."

After saying that, Yan Jidao came to the stone table, hesitated a little, picked up something on the table, and walked towards the maple tree.

Zhao Rong took a closer look and saw an iron scissors in Mr. Yan's hand that was used to cut grass leaves.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately described the Confucianism and Taoism debate in Zhongnan Kingdom in more detail. In some places involving his or Lanxi Lin's privacy, the exception was the heart of Ting Ni's Zijin furnace, and the night of Taibai Mountain on the night of victory. Things, etc., Zhao Rong has skipped and changed.

Under the tree, Yan Jidao, dressed in gray uniform, lowered his head and carefully rolled up the sleeves of his hands to prevent them from falling down. He looked up at the maple tree, which was getting more and more lush.

Yan Jidao has lived in this elegant Fenglin courtyard many times. Every autumn when he comes to give lectures in the Taiqing Mansion, the Taiqing Mansion arranges him to live with this red maple here.

Yan Jidao also thought about doing it a long time ago, this gorgeous red maple, he watched it grow from young to ripe, and the bright red color of the maple leaves gradually faded.

It's like forgetting that it's autumn.

Yan Jidao held the scissors and looked at the maple tree. The dark lines on his face gradually faded away. He let out a breath, and his face became relaxed. Immediately, while listening to Zhao Rong's words, he began to carefully cut the maple tree. Here comes Hong Feng.

Zhao Rong continued to narrate the debate on Confucianism and Taoism.

While editing in an orderly manner, Yan Jidao asked Zhao Rong about a certain detail from time to time, without delay.

And when Zhao Rong introduced the "theory of body and function as one source" which he put forward for the first time in this world, Yan Jidao stopped what he was doing, listened attentively, and asked a lot of questions, but when Zhao Rong made a clear statement When he finished answering, he took a deep breath and nodded.

The two communicated like this for about a quarter of an hour.

"The debate between Confucianism and Taoism is basically like this. Tao Yuanran left with that strange old man. Before he left, the strange old man sent me Donglai Ziqi...Mr. Yan, do you have any questions?"

Zhao Rong said in words, he looked at the old man who was busy beside the maple tree in front of him, he was obviously a Confucian golden core monk who could stabilize the world with a wave of his sleeve, but at this time he was cutting branches and cultivating trees by himself like an old farmer.

Yan Jidao shook his head when he heard the words, and sighed: "Okay, what a person who does nothing but does everything..."

He turned around suddenly, clapped his hands, and walked to Zhao Rong, with a smile on his old face.

Yan Jidao raised his hand and patted Zhao Rong's shoulder heavily, "Ziyu, this 'Synthesis with One Source' is excellent, you are even better."

Zhao Rong shook his head, "Mr. Yan praised you, but I can't afford it."

In the distance, outside the gate of the courtyard, Li Jinshu turned his head, just in time to see this scene inside the gate, his expression was stunned, Li Jinshu tilted his head slightly, and looked at his younger brother Zhao Rong with envy.

He hadn't seen a meticulous teacher smile for a long time. Last time, Li Jinshu remembered that it was his once outstanding senior brother who disobeyed the teacher's arrangement, gave up inheriting the teacher's mantle, and left the teacher's door to go to Tunanzhou alone.

I remember that day, the teacher and the senior brother argued loudly, he and his juniors were silent, the teacher was full of anger, and walked away, the senior brother kowtowed nine times, bowed and sent them off, then smiled at them, the seniors, and left , never returned.

But later, when Li Jinshu went to deliver wine to the teacher, he quietly looked back and saw that the teacher was actually drinking with a silent laugh.

In the end, Li Jinshu became Mr. Yan's senior brother, but he actually didn't like the new juniors calling him this title...

Under the maple tree, Yan Jidao suppressed his smile and patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder again, "There are two more things to do today."

He took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong took it curiously, and immediately caught wisps of faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, like orchids and elks, with a long lasting charm.

Somewhat familiar, as if I smelled it somewhere.

Zhao Rong's expression changed.

Yan Jidao said softly: "Mr. Zhu from the academy sent it yesterday, saying that when we returned to the academy, he wanted to apologize to you for some things before. Well, she also said that she liked Ziyu's writing very much and wanted to have a deeper relationship with you." Let's communicate..."

Yan Jidao hesitated to speak, but he still didn't say anything. He looked at Zhao Rong meaningfully.

Mr. Zhu?

In Zhao Rong's mind, he suddenly thought of the Confucian woman who passed by when the senior brother picked him up that day, wearing orchid fragrance on her body, which was the same as the fragrance on this note.

When he heard the words "in-depth communication", Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched. He picked up the folded paper, his expression was a little tangled, and after seeing Yan Jidao's expression, Zhao Rong thought about it and opened it directly. .

Yan Jidao turned sideways slightly, looking away.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong coughed lightly, spread out the paper, glanced away, found that it was a pair, and read it directly.

"Xun Xun Mi is deserted... desolate and miserable."

"Yingying, Yanyan, ups and downs...every year, every evening... Chao Chao."

The more Zhao Rong looked at it, the more strange his expression became. At the end of the reading, he took a closer look at the paper, and hurriedly folded the paper and stuffed it into his sleeve like a god of avoiding plague.

Zhao Rong and Yan Jidao looked at each other helplessly.

What made him avoid it was not the content of this letter. This pair of pairs, that Mr. Zhu was quite right. After all, Zhao Rong himself didn't know what wonderful and appropriate second line was in the upper line that intercepted a certain word. So I made this upper line for that narrow-minded girl just to make it difficult for her. I thought that if she made a second line by then, he would have the initiative, and it didn't matter whether he said it or not.

But now, the second line given by Zhu Weirui did not surprise Zhao Rong much, but this word...

On the paper, these words are ninety percent similar in appearance and three percent in spirit to what Zhao Rong left on the couplet outside the side door of the academy!

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

He was not afraid that his calligraphy would be learned by this lady, but Zhao Rong was afraid of her fiery enthusiasm.

Regarding Zhu Weirui's affairs, because Zhao Rong often asked Fan Yushu who came to the academy very early these days, he also knew a lot.

These new students originally had six art courses, which they had to learn.

However, now there is another Mr. Calligrapher, this Mr. Zhu, so there is also an additional art.

Zhao Rong is not very afraid of getting involved in some of the criticisms and disputes in the academy caused by this.

just.

Zhao Rong is very, very afraid of being promiscuous.

Although Zhu Weirui is his teacher, it is almost impossible for them to be together, but what if?

He used his previous regular script skills to write couplets at the gate of the academy before, and it was a last resort for admission to the hospital.

And now no more.

Zhao Rong knew it was narcissistic to think like this, but he had to guard against it.

Because little is the lesson of "blood".

A good man is afraid of women, especially sluts.

Zhao Rong has a deep understanding of this point.

On the way to find a wife, I couldn't help but make a lifelong relationship with Xiaoxiao.

No matter how you talk to Qing Jun now, it is a trouble.

Last night, Qing Jun also said that he would only give him one room, and that would be Qian'er.

What should Xiao Xiao do, Zhao Rong is suffering from a headache now.

If you accidentally provoke a female student from the academy, what's the deal?

Qingjun probably had to peel his skin alive, and while crushing the heart of the sword, he asked her brother Ronger with a smile, whether it is better steamed or deep-fried, or should I eat it raw, pure natural taste Nutrition……

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong trembled.

Chapter 2 Maple Leaf Unknown Autumn

Zhao Rong recalled again in his heart the depths of Nuanxi Bamboo Garden yesterday, Qingjun's clumsiness when he tiptoed to kiss him and the tenderness of bowing his head.

And on the way to Duyou City, there are countless little Xiao Xiao who slept in his arms at night, dreamed, woke up, drowsy, or happily shouted "Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang, I have Zhao Lang"'s cute words.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips tightly.

Qing Jun and his little love are enough for him to live his whole life.

By the way, there is also Qian'er. In fact, Zhao Rong didn't think too much about Qian'er before, but Qing Jun suddenly mentioned it—presumably she had thought about letting him marry Qian'er a long time ago——Zhao Rong said I was a little dazed, oh, strictly speaking, Qian'er can be regarded as a housemaid, although he is the son-in-law, but Qing Jun took the initiative to arrange, and Zhao Rong can easily move into the house.

just.

Although Qingjun is not as feudal and rigid as the women of some dynasties at the foot of the mountain, he is also limited by this world and has conservative ideas.

And although Zhao Rong thinks that he is a bit overbearing and greedy like a man, he can't accept the arrangement of living women like maids and servants as goods.

He breathed out lightly, shook his head, let's wait for Qian'er to come back, the most important thing is to respect her wishes.

Apart from Qingjun, Xiaoxiao, and Qian'er, as for other "give other women a home"...

Zhao Rong laughed and scolded a scumbag in his heart.

That being the case, then keep some distance from other women and be polite when interacting, so as not to get too entangled in the end, get stuck in it, and can't bear to "want it all" again...

next to.

Yan Jidao glanced at Zhao Rong, only to see that he was tightly clutching the sleeve that had just been stuffed with paper with one hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook his head from time to time.

"Ziyu, is there something wrong with this couple?"

"Ah, no, Mr. Yan, there is no problem. The upper couplet of this pair was left by the student before. Mr. Zhu must have seen it. When he came to Yaxing, he helped the student to fill it in. It is very neat. Mr. Zhu here It's a wonderful person."

Yan Jidao nodded slightly when he heard the words, and saw that Zhao Rong's expression just now did not look like the possibility he was worried about, so he stopped thinking about it and said in a deep voice, "There is one more thing."

Yan Jidao took out a small stack of paper manuscripts, and several Confucian commentaries that Zhao Rong had never seen, and handed them to Zhao Rong.

"Your homework manuscripts these days have been corrected by Jin Shu for you before, and the corrections are generally good. This old man carefully read it."

He stared at Zhao Rong.

"Ziyu, your writing is indeed better than that of some of your senior brothers. It seems that you have listened carefully to the lectures given by the old man at the Taiqing Mansion, and you have learned a lot. You even gave some novel interpretations of some saintly words, but... "

At first, Zhao Rong listened to Yan Jidao's praise, and he still nodded, but the more he heard it, the more Zhao Rong guessed that there was a turning point. Seeing that Mr. Yan stared at him and stopped talking, Zhao Rong shook his sleeves and bowed in salute.

"Students are ignorant, please teach me sir."

Yan Ji stroked his beard with a serious expression, and did not help Zhao Rong, "But it's not enough, for you, this is far from enough!"

He pointed to the manuscript in Zhao Rong's hand.

"It must be because of your outstanding talent in poetry and prose. You can write boring classics with smooth flow of water, fireworks under the pen, and catchy reading, but these are just icing on the cake. Your understanding of some Confucian classics is still too shallow.

The two major arts of Confucian scholars, poetry and scriptures, the former will not be mentioned for the time being.

The research and study of Confucian classics should calm down and be meticulous and careful. Tzuyu’s articles on the classics have a lot of quotations from the classics, and you picked them at random. I expected that you should like to read books and dabble in a wide range of subjects, and even have a lot of knowledge about many classics. Ziyu has studied all kinds of knowledge, but these are vague and not refined. This is where Ziyu's current problem lies. "

"Ziyu, although you are still young, it is precisely because of this that you have to correct the problem of general knowledge and not repeat the mistakes of the predecessors."

Zhao Rongsu listened attentively and remained silent.

In fact, he was also vaguely aware of this problem.

Before Zhao Rong regained his previous life memory, his own memory was extremely outstanding, but it was a pity that his comprehension was not good enough. In the words of Mr. Fang at the beginning, he was not enlightened before, and he was dull in reading and did not know how to think flexibly.

Later, Zhao Rong awakened the memory of his previous life, merged his personality, and began to think quickly and jump out of his mind, which made up for his shortcomings. Coupled with his habit of reading happy words and his original outstanding memory, he was very gifted in reading.

This is exactly the opposite of Zhao Rongxiu's talent in terms of cultivation.

When discussing learning with Lin Wenruo in Zhong Nanguo before, Lin Wenruo praised him more than once for being a rare seed for reading.

It's just that a genius is just a genius after all, and he can't become a saint without any accumulation.

Among the hundreds of schools in the world, no matter how good the talent is, it is necessary to concentrate on accumulating, delving into knowledge, and laying a good foundation honestly, in order to have a chance to achieve something.

Besides, Zhao Rong was not an old scholar in his previous life, but a young graduate of the Department of Humanities who studied ancient literature. Therefore, even with the fusion of memories from the two lives, he cannot compare with Yan Jidao in many aspects of Confucianism.

The latter is a Jindan Confucian who is proficient in Confucianism, Confucianism and Taoism. He has been cultivating the knowledge he is good at for many years. It is estimated that he is older than the combined age of Zhao Rong and the two kings.

However, according to Zhao Rong's understanding of the current Confucian system in the Xuanhuang Realm, Mr. Yan is still a scholar, or most of the 72 Confucian academies, including Linlu Academy, are like this.

This does not mean that they are too weak or not well-educated—they are almost all great Confucianists and mellow Confucians. If they are placed in a country under the mountain, they are at least the gentle suzerains of the literary world, let alone Confucianism and Taoism—but because the title of gentleman is too high. It is difficult to obtain, and Zhongzhou Confucian Temple has extremely strict conditions for its award.

It does not depend on your cultivation of Confucianism or Taoism, nor does it depend on the depth of your Confucianism.

It depends on whether your knowledge has been expanded and innovated on the path of predecessors, or whether you have taken a new path, created a new knowledge in the school, and opened up a brand new path for future generations. the way.