i have a sword fairy

Immediately, they came to the stern-faced Yu Huaijin again.

Fan Yushu said with a serious face, "If Senior Yu still doesn't believe it, you can ask Brother Ziyu. When we were in the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing, the two of us lived together. He liked to get up to go to the toilet every night, but he didn't notice it every time. I caught a glimpse of the firelight in front of my window to read at night, and Ziyu sighed and advised me to go to bed early, so as not to burn my body, I said no, okay? This is not good, I am an old student, I have to take the lead in learning …Ziyu was speechless after hearing this, and finally, being infected by my enthusiasm for learning, she was not sleepy at once, and she lit up the night with me to fight… You see, I lost weight after sacrificing together… You said Isn't that right, Tzuyu?"

Fan Yushu pursed his lips. He stared at Yu Huaijin who was silent, rubbed his face that was indeed a little thin after the "night battle", and then turned his head to look at Zhao Rong with a questioning look in his eyes.

Seeing this, the students who watched the scene all turned their attention to Zhao Rong.

Yu Huaijin raised her hands, her expression still calm, she lightly pursed her lips, and turned to look at Zhao Rong.

Facing the eyes of everyone.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he raised his eyes to look at Fan Yushu who was winking at him secretly, you are still making up your mind, right?

Seriously?Well, it's a little bit, but you put all your energy into writing love letters to Ye Lanzhi, okay?

Also, the compliments from Mr. Yan and the elder brother... Are you sure these are not about me?

As for losing weight during night battles... Well, Ye Lanzhi ignores you every day, you scratch your head, you can't even eat, can you not lose weight?

Not to mention that I asked for leave a few days ago to go to Duyou City, and I don’t know where I went to fool around... I understand, now that I think about it, I probably want to have a good time before returning to the academy and being accepted by Yu Huaijin. There's nothing to play, time management...

Zhao Rong was speechless, but seeing Fan Yushu's begging and expecting eyes, he sighed in his heart, and nodded silently to meet everyone's gaze.

The students around who were familiar with Fan Yushu were skeptical.

Fan Yushu didn't care what others thought. He immediately went to peek at Yu Huaijin, only to see the latter's eyes circling him and Zhao Rong for a while.

Yu Huaijin remained silent, stood still for a moment, then turned and walked into the candid hall.

Behind him, Fan Yushu secretly heaved a sigh of relief and broke into a cold sweat.

Chapter 218 Don't Mess With Her

Clang—clang—clang!

Linlu Academy was built along Linlu Mountain. At this time, the ancient bell tower hidden among the autumn red mountains and forests pierced the sound of Hongzhong Dalu.

resounded through the academy.

It's already four quarters, and it's almost time for class.

On the bank of Mochi Lake, outside the promenade, in front of the gate of the Reflexive Hall.

As soon as Yu Xuanji left, all the students who watched the fun looked at Fan Yushu and smiled, and some shouted, "Fan Yushu, why are you learning to lose weight again!" Fan Yushu didn't answer, but said to Zhao Rong beside him, "Thank you Ziyu, when Mr. Hui wants to come, let's go in first." He put Zhao Rong's shoulder affectionately.

They loudly yelled on purpose again, "You must want to be lazy again and don't do the homework of Senior Yu, you're looking for an excuse!" Fan Yushu opened his eyes and said, "Why do you insult people's innocence out of thin air..." "What innocence? I The day before yesterday I saw you wandering around in the streets of Duyou City." Fan Yushu blushed, and the veins on his forehead burst out, arguing, "When you are tired from studying, you can't count as wandering around...to take a breath !...Scholar's business, can it be regarded as fooling around?" A series of incomprehensible words, such as "combining work and rest", "time management", etc., caused everyone to laugh: the willful hall is full of happy things. Air.

After laughing for a while, the students dispersed one after another and entered the whimsical hall one by one.

It's just that many people looked at Fan Yushu's eyes with amusement when they left, tacitly, they seemed to be watching him as a joke, and even looked at Zhao Rong with similar eyes, after all, the two stood very close to each other, At first glance, they were closely related, and Fan Yushu's words just now and Zhao Rong's helpless "proof of presence" also showed this point.

It is not certain whether this new transfer student is like Fan Yushu, who has the same smell... Well, it is very possible, after all, it seems that both of them are special students...

Zhao Rong, who has been secretly paying attention to the new surroundings and new classmates, is sure to find that he is a little careless in making friends, but it doesn't matter, Zhao Rong now only hopes to finish this school year as low-key and quiet as possible without causing trouble. Later, he became Mr. Yan's apprentice, and followed him to learn classics, Confucianism and Taoism.

As for the matter of seeking cultivation aids to advance to Fuyao Realm, besides re-studying the Thirteen Confucian Classics, Zhao Rong is currently the top priority. After a few days for the academy to take a holiday, he will go outside to inquire about it.

There are other important things that are on his mind and can't be forgotten.

One is to find some "Old Heavenly Thunder" from the sword spirit's mouth, and successfully pick up the round of "Moon in the Well" from the bottom of Ting Ni's purple gold furnace, helping Qingjun gradually restore Jianxin.

Of course, the baby fox demon at home has never forgotten it, and he is still waiting for him to find it, and I don't know what this stupid girl is doing now...

In the end, the most difficult thing in Zhao Rong's heart was how to get the two kings and kings of his family to meet each other.

Gradually, there was no one outside the willful hall, and Jia Tengying was still standing beside Zhao Rong,

After hesitating for a while, Jia Tengying tugged at the sleeve of Zhao Rong, the new roommate.

He looked at Zhao Rong and said earnestly:

"Senior Yu actually had good intentions and didn't target you specifically, Ziyu, don't misunderstand her, the senior's words are very reasonable, otherwise...you should wear your school uniform tomorrow, just like me, with a layer on the outside, How warm."

Zhao Rong glanced at Jia Tengying, who was obviously not fat but looked extremely bloated, and was a little speechless, but seeing his sincere expression, Zhao Rong's heart softened slightly.

He smiled and said, "Brother Tengying, thank you."

Jia Tengying secretly glanced at Fan Yushu, with some hesitation on his simple and honest face. At this moment, when he saw Fan Yushu's gaze, he quickly turned his gaze away, disobedient to this certain existence that they readily recognized, and it was also Senior Yu. The objects of care look at each other.

Jia Tengying said to Zhao Rong: "Ziyu, let's go, I will take you to meet some new classmates."

Zhao Rong squinted at Fan Yushu who was smiling beside him.

He immediately declined with a smile, "Brother Tengying, you go in first, I still have something to ask Brother Yushu."

Jia Tengying had no choice but to shake his head and leave.

After everyone outside the hall entered the hall of willfulness, Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu walked side by side at the back and entered the hall.

Zhao Rong glanced at his companion next to him, it seemed that because he had just escaped a certain catastrophe, he was about to

While playing with the white jade strand empty jade gourd around his waist, he hummed a ditty with a relaxed expression.

Zhao Rong paid a little attention to the small object in Fan Yushu's hand again. This exquisite and small jade gourd, he often saw Fan Yushu hanging around his waist.

Zhao Rong still remembered that Fan Yushu had said before that his family was the owner of a large business house on the mountain, and some luxurious decorations that were inadvertently exposed on weekdays were in line with his status as the second-generation ancestor, but Fan Yushu was behind him. Zhao Rong never asked about the situation in the big family, just like Fan Yushu never asked about his family background.

Zhao Rong tilted his head, smiled sincerely and said: "Brother Yushu is very lucky, he already has a fiancée, Miss Ye, and now there is another beautiful woman who favors him, and he has been entangled endlessly."

Fan Yushu's face froze, he threw the jade gourd down, and said in a bad mood: "Brother Ziyu, if you are envious, grab it quickly and let her pester you. You are welcome. You know that I am going to Taiqing Fourth Mansion. How did you spend a month? This Yu Huaijin is crazy!"

He poured bitter water on Zhao Rong.

"The first grade in the entrance examination is a big deal? Isn't the school's seniors just pretending to be in a higher position? Aren't the specific matters still in charge of the school's Xuezheng and Mr. Si Ye? Look at the other school's seniors, Xiu Daotang Hall of Justice, Hall of Justice, Hall of Sincerity... One counts as one, which one is like her, she takes care of everything, Xuezheng and the secretary take care of it, she takes care of it, and she also takes care of what we don't care about. Disciplinary children are like private schools! You have to report to her even if you fart, and by the way, you have to salute before reporting."

Thinking of what happened to him afterwards, Fan Yushu became more and more angry, but before scolding his mother, he still looked inside the door, and saw that no one should have heard it except Zhao Rong.

Fan Yushu thumped his leg and said, "This bitch's brains are so funny!"

Hearing this, Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing. He looked serious and said solemnly:

"Brother Yushu is right, it is extremely, I can't stand it if I want it, we can't bear this anger... By the way, have you said this to her in front of her, I think it's better to show the cards directly. I will take you to find Yu Huaijin, and tell her again, you remember to brew your emotions, the expression and action just now are very good."

Fan Yushu: "..."

Zhao Rong was about to walk inside, but Fan Yushu stood there for a moment, then swished, and immediately poked out his hand, holding Zhao Rong tightly.

"Ah, don't, don't, Ziyu, this woman is indeed rigid and boring, she should be scolded, but she is a woman after all, isn't she, she still needs to give some face."

Zhao Rong twitched his lips and nodded, "Yushu is really considerate and considerate."

Fan Yushu coughed lightly.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then suddenly said: "What is the origin of this Yu Huaijin? Brother Yushu, do you know?"

Fan Yushu was taken aback for a moment, then remained silent for a while, raised his eyes, and spoke softly.

"I only know that she is with a certain academy gentleman. The academy who just came this year should be someone from outside the continent."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

Fan Yushu looked at his thoughtful appearance, and wanted to complain to Zhao Rong about his miserable life before "escaping" to the Fourth Mansion of the Taiqing, and tell him some things that should be paid attention to, so as not to provoke the fish Huai Jin.

As a result, Fan Yushu suddenly paused, and the meeting between Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin just now flashed in his mind, ahem, it seems possible, that, I'm sorry, brother Ziyu...

Fan Yushu came back to his senses, and looked at Zhao Rong as if nothing had happened.

Afterwards, the two entered the whimsical hall together.

Chapter 219 Huai Jin Holds Yu

The hall is very spacious.

Looking around, Zhao Rong saw that about thirty or forty students had already taken their seats, and there were still many vacant seats.

"In addition, we should all be here." Fan Yushu said as he walked.

He noticed Zhao Rong's expression looking around, and said casually:

"This school is only a relatively fixed activity place for our willful students. Generally, morning and night reading can come here. If there is anything about the school, or our university president is interested, want to Give us a lecture, and we will also gather here to do business."

Just as he was introducing it to Zhao Rong, Fan Yushu noticed the gaze of a certain old-fashioned woman sitting in the front row, and he turned his head and smiled at her brightly, as if the things he complained to Zhao Rong just outside the door never existed. Same.

"Then where are the gentlemen going to class?" Zhao Rong asked, withdrawing his scrutiny.

Fan Yushu turned around with a smile, "Gentlemen's class locations are not fixed... well, how should I put it, the gentlemen in our school have their own personalities, and you will know it in the future."

Zhao Rong followed Fan Yushu to the empty seat behind.

Fan Yushu arrived at a corner with ease.

The seats in the willful hall are all a combination of low mahogany tables and bamboo mats for kneeling, but the bamboo mats in his position are covered with soft and fluffy velvet tufts.

Fan Yushu sat down and twisted comfortably, lying on the table covered with soft silk cloth, picked up a book and spread it on the back of his head, let out a long breath, " Ah, it’s comfortable, the kneeling cushions in the Four Seasons Hall are too hard, and my master’s buttocks are about to bloom."

Fan Yushu complained, but his movement was very loud in the willful and quiet hall after a certain old-fashioned woman came in.

Yu Huaijin, who was in the front row, turned around with a straight face.

Fan Yushu felt the murderous aura, and with a sense of crisis, he slammed his body, straightened his waist, and sat upright.

It turned out that the books that were covering her head were all pushed to the back of her head.

Yu Huaijin and Fan Yushu, who looked serious, looked at each other for a moment, then turned around again.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.

He sat down on the seat next to Fan Yushu, looked outside the door, and asked:

"What art class is this afternoon?"

Fan Yushu thought for a while, "Today... well, it's Mr. Leyi, Mr. Si's class."

He turned his head and said seriously to Zhao Rong: "Trust me, you will like Mr. Si's class."

Zhao Rong shook his head, took out a commentary on the Confucian classics given to him by Mr. Yan, opened it with his head down, and said:

"Le Yi? It's boring."

Zhao Rong had long discovered that he had no musical talent, and had never played any tunes except for a little understanding of the rhythms mentioned in the Confucian classics.

When he was in Zhongnan Kingdom before, Lin Wenruo complained about his piano skills halfway through playing casually, and the "Mingyu" that was given to him later made Zhao Rong a little interested in the piano, but then that guy Wenruo seemed to have forgotten , and did not give it to him again.

So Zhao Rong is really indifferent to Qin Yi now.

However, music art can be listed as one of the six Confucian arts, and it is indeed important in Confucianism.

It is paired with another art "Li", and its importance can be compared to the great art of Confucianism.

The first sage said, "Established in propriety, accomplished in music".

Because "the etiquette is different, but the contract is happy".

That is to say, etiquette is used to distinguish people's class and social status differences, but if only etiquette is emphasized to show everyone's class and status differences, then it will cause the psychological and emotional imbalance of the people of the whole country.

This is not good for the small countries under the mountain that Confucian scholars governed with Confucianism, or those large dynasties that are so large that they can include the immortal family on the mountain.

After all, Confucianism pays attention to joining the world and governing the world in peace.

A stable country and power must be able to distinguish between different classes, and more importantly, be able to unite these separated classes.

Therefore, with the adjustment of "Le and Tong", "Le" provides a channel that can break down the status differences.

In the strictly hierarchical dynasty of etiquette and law, "music" became an important link to reconcile emotions, and played an irreplaceable role in maintaining the order and harmony of the dynasty.

Because the appreciation of "joy" is shared and can connect emotions.

Not only nobles and commoners in the mortal dynasty, monks on the mountain and mortals down the mountain, Xuanhuang human race and alien monster race, can all be connected with "music", subtly easing conflicts.

In addition, the ritual sacrifices of Confucian Confucian temples, and some array arrangements of etiquette and Taoism also need the assistance of music.

This is the "music" art, one of the six Confucian arts.

It is said that the great monks who practice music, Confucianism and Taoism can infect the emotions of the people of a country and make them pure, kind and simple.

It's just that the way of "joy" is different from the way of scriptures, righteousness, etiquette, etc. It is unique to Confucianism, and there are also monks who are good at music among other hundred schools of thought.

It is rumored that among the hundreds of schools on the mountain, there are some who can cultivate "music" to the extreme. They all have an ancient title, musician.

"No, no, no," seeing Zhao Rong's bored look, Fan Yushu shook his head and said, "Ziyu, if this is the case, then you will definitely like Mr. Si's class."

Zhao Rong turned a page of the book, his eyes didn't move from the book, but he also raised his eyebrows.

Fan Yushu was serious, "Mr. Si never looked at us in class, so, Ziyu, you know, you can do whatever you want."