i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong raised his eyes slightly and looked at her.

All the willful students in the audience looked at these two people.

dong dong——

Zhu Weirui raised her chin slightly, freed one of the hands on her waist, and tapped the man's table in front of her with the rolled up paper, with a crisp voice, "Zhao Ziyu, where is your handwriting?" .”

Hearing this, Zhao Rong lowered his eyes, reopened the heavy book in his hand, and immediately stretched out his hand to the right. There were a few red maple leaves lying quietly on the table on the right side of the table. They were brought by the river wind before. He twisted a piece of red maple leaves. The exact maple leaf was caught in that page of the book and closed.

In the countless gazes, Zhao Rong raised his head, shrugged his shoulders and said frankly: "Mr. Zhu, all my classmates are in front of you. Looking at it from the bottom, I just feel that writing is tasteless and I dare not make a fool of myself, so I abstained."

There was some laughter all around.

On the other hand, Fan Yushu frowned and sighed, feeling that he put too much pressure on Zhao Rong, which made his friend lose the courage to write. Fan Yushu looked at Zhao Rong apologetically,

Zhao Rong noticed Fan Yushu's expression, he pursed his lips and shook his head at Fan Yushu, telling him not to blame himself.

Zhu Weirui couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly took the ruler from Yu Huaijin's hand sideways. She stared at Zhao Rong with a tense face, and lightly pressed the end of the bamboo ruler to the distance of three centimeters from his hand, her voice was crisp and clear. .

"You can't abstain. Others write others, you write yours... even a few words are fine."

Zhao Rong didn't look at the protesting ruler beside his hand, but looked up at her bright eyes, and with a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, he knew that you were trying to trick me.

He shook his head and sighed: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhu, Mr. Yu gave me a supplementary lesson yesterday, painting 'Zheng' to learn the piano. I worked hard with both hands all day, and I didn't stop much at night. Now my fingers may even hold a pen. Unsteady, please forgive me sir."

Zhu Weirui slightly opened her willow-leaf eyes.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and looked up at her.

The two looked at each other, staring at each other, speechless for a while.

Zhu Weirui knew it, he just didn't want to write it, it was useless to say it, and Zhao Rong also knew it, she was just "cheating" the word, so she didn't write to Zhu Weirui.

For some reason, the two had a tacit understanding.

Just, slowly.

Zhao Rong and Zhu Weirui stared at each other for a longer and longer time. The students didn't wait for Zhu Weirui's rebuttal and reprimand. The quiet atmosphere on the field seemed to be something added, which was a bit strange at first.

Wu Peiliang, who had been waiting impatiently, gradually frowned.

Xiao Hongyu, who had been watching with relish, turned her head and looked at Li Xueyou who was blinking.

Fan Yushu, who was closest to Zhao Rong and Zhu Weirui, kept turning his head, looking left at Zhao Rong and right at Zhu Weirui.

Behind Zhu Weirui, Yu Huaijin, who was holding his hand, felt particularly deeply. After all, the two of them were teachers who had been together day and night, and went all the way south to the Confucian Academy at the end of the world in Wangque Prefecture.

She looked at the teacher's pretty side face with pursed lips and someone's face reflected in her eyes.

Yu Huaijin turned her eyes and watched Zhao Rong's expression seriously.

At this time, Zhao Rong was still looking at Zhu Weirui, his gaze refused to give up an inch. At the same time, he also noticed the colorful gazes around him from the corner of his eye, and frowned slightly.

Suddenly, when the classroom atmosphere was getting weirder and weirder, Zhu Weirui turned around and attracted everyone's attention at the same time.

She turned around and looked at Yu Huaijin, "Xuanji, is what Ziyu said true?"

Yu Huaijin saluted, "Teacher, it's not bad, it's just that you can't even write a few words just by learning the piano and painting."

Zhu Weirui nodded slowly, squinted at Zhao Rong, and then suddenly turned around, facing the many students in the open space, and said: "I want to correct the papers, everyone should practice calligraphy by themselves first, try to be as quiet as possible, wait a while and choose the best character before continuing." Attend class."

The students on the field were stunned, and they all saluted and responded, "Okay, sir."

After speaking, they got busy with their own affairs, but Zhu Weirui just lingered between the seats in the open space. All the students, especially the men, have too much time to do things there, and besides, the calligraphy class is nothing to them. There is not much to do in writing and drawing, and now I am waiting for the paper to be corrected by my husband, so I can't calm down.

The attention of the students of the willful hall is still here. After all, the good show just now feels not at all enjoyable. I don’t know if there will be a follow-up...

Zhu Weirui didn't take care of them anymore, as long as they were quiet and not noisy, calligraphy was the most taboo of noise, and she never had to worry about classroom discipline and take care of it herself, because there was Yu Huaijin who was worry-free and thoughtful.

Zhu Weirui turned around and glanced at Zhao Rong.

He was reaching out his hand, casually took a small Zihao brush with fine hair from Fan Yushu's pen holder, and looked at it for fun.

Yu Huaijin suddenly said: "Teacher, why don't you give me the ruler."

Let me take care of it.

Zhao Rong grabbed the pen fiercely, he raised his head and glared at this old-fashioned woman, Yu Huaijin, I advise you to be a human being and keep a line, otherwise I will... just call someone!You do it yourself.

Yu Huaijin ignored his rich expression, she looked up at the teacher in front of her.

Zhu Weirui glanced at the disciple's serious expression and shook his head, "No need. Xuanji, go and help me get that little bamboo tube, and by the way, another futon like the one you're kneeling on."

Yu Huaijin was slightly taken aback, but still nodded and turned around.

Soon, she returned with a bamboo tube in one hand and a futon in the other.

And this bamboo tube filled with Zhengguan well water also touched the hearts of all the students around.

Zhu Weirui took them one by one, and she cleverly looked at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong frowned with a suspicious expression.

Zhu Weirui smiled, and under the watchful eyes of the audience, she placed the futon on the opposite side of Zhao Rong. Immediately, she lifted her robe, bent her long legs, and sat down on her knees, facing Zhao Rong, only separated by a sheet of paper. Not a lot of cases.

Everyone looked sideways.

Zhu Weirui turned her head to Yu Huaijin and said, "If Xuanji has something to do, you can go and get busy."

Yu Huaijin nodded, but didn't leave. She still stood behind her, but looked at Zhao Rong with a puzzled expression, just like the other students.

And Zhao Rong was also speechless at this time.

Zhu Weirui was sitting upright. She put the stack of papers on Zhao Rong's table, pinched the emerald green bamboo tube with two fingers, and shook it slightly. Then she turned her eyes and looked at Zhao Rong. Taste the well water?"

Zhao Rong's eyes regained his composure, and he continued to lower his head to play with the exquisite Zihao brush that was very popular among literati at the foot of the mountain.

The corner of Fan Yushu's mouth twitched.

Wu Peiliang scoffed.

"Pfft..." Li Xueyou hurriedly retracted her head and covered her small mouth.

Zhu Weirui was also slightly taken aback, and continued to laugh. She put the small bamboo tube next to the paper, looked at Zhao Rong with a half-smile, nodded and said, "Ziyu's taste is different from ordinary people..."

If he pointed it out, the corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

Zhu Weirui smiled and said, "Then let's drink hot."

But at this moment, before everyone had time to react, Zhu Weirui turned over her jaded hands, and a green bamboo tube suddenly appeared in her hand, but the current bamboo tube was several times larger than the small bamboo tube next to the scroll. Shaking the new bamboo tube, he said to himself, "There seems to be quite a few more."

The students in the candid hall stared at each other, this is also Zhengguan's well water! ?

With a wave of Zhu Weirui's sleeves, a set of rosewood tea sets appeared on Zhao Rong's table, which was luxurious and restrained.

While everyone was in a daze, she took out clear water to clean her hands, and then, she placed her movements in an orderly manner, poured out some of the well water in the bamboo tube, and began to cook tea in an elegant posture.

The curling aroma soon permeated the entire open space.

At this time, Zhu Weirui was holding the teapot by the ear, and raised her wrist, and poured the tea boiled from Zhengguan well water into the cup, and the white smoke rushed up. She lowered her head and sniffed gently, and her face was instantly covered by the tea mist. , the cheeks seemed to be dyed a little red by the rising heat, behind the hazy tea mist, there seemed to be a faint smile.

But soon the white mist dissipated, and everyone came back to their senses. At this time, the glow on Zhu Weirui's face gradually dissipated. She put the teacup on the table, lightly touched the cup with two fingers, and slowly pushed it to Zhao Rong. in front of.

"Tzuyu has a try, it shouldn't clog his teeth."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Yu Huaijin and the students of the Zhixing Hall: "???"

Chapter 253 Lanxiang Beauty and Orchid Tea

If one day in the classroom, a female teacher with a beautiful face and a beautiful eyebrow and eyes could not help but sit with you, making tea with orchids and well water, adding fragrance with plain hands, demure and elegant.

And in the eyes of countless classmates, she gently handed the teacup in front of you. There was a touch of pale green floating in the teacup, and a few wisps of light smoke exuded warmth. In this dense tea mist, her smiling face Orchids are in full bloom, the cheeks are glowing with the morning glow, bright eyes are looking at you without blinking, red lips and teeth are slightly parted, and he said softly, "Try it, it shouldn't be clogged". There is some refreshing orchid fragrance hidden in the wet and refreshing tea mist, blowing towards the face, making people confused for a while, whether this delicate fragrance comes from the orchid tea in front of the cup, or the beauty in front of me .

Lanxiang beauty, orchid tea.

What do you do when you see it?

Zhao Rong didn't know it before, but now this scene happened to him, which was a little sudden and caught people off guard.

At this time, all the other willful students in the Lanzhoudu open space have never thought of this scene, and they don't know what to do if they encounter it, but it doesn't matter, there is a guy in front of them, regardless of the students Their current mood is as mixed as an overturned five-flavored bottle. They all looked at Zhao Rong with wide eyes, wondering how he did it.

It's just that the complex and contradictory thoughts of the willful students were not immediately satisfied, because in their eyes, Zhao Rong was pursing his lips, looking down at the hot tea filled with white mist, and then raised his eyes slightly, looking at the corner of his mouth Mr. Zhu, who was tilted up, didn't move for a while.

At this moment, the air on the field was frozen like syrup.

Most of the expressions on everyone's faces remained the same as before Zhu Weirui handed tea, and looked at Zhao Rong eagerly.

Time ticks past.

He still didn't move.

The students around couldn't help it first.

Yu Huaijin took a deep breath, separated her raised hands, and let them hang down naturally. She grabbed the large robe next to her hands and pinched them, as if she was wiping the sweat from her palms. After a while, her The pair of jade-like hands lifted up again.

Yu Huaijin's eyes gradually narrowed, and she carefully looked at Zhao Rong who was silent at this moment.

Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou couldn't help but look at each other, eye to eye again.

Xiao Hongyu slowly turned her head again and looked at Zhao Rong. She suddenly felt a little dry, probably because she had been sucking in air-conditioning since just now. Xiao Hongyu licked her dry lips and continued to look at Zhao Rong carefully. Zhao Rong's whole body seemed to want to see the flowers.

It's a pity that a certain student surnamed Zhao didn't exist.

On the other hand, Li Xueyou's eyes widened, and she looked at Zhao Rong's face curiously. Suddenly, she remembered what happened just now...

Wu Peiliang stared blankly at the two people at the table not far away, his eyes repeatedly moved back and forth between Zhao Rong's face and the tea boiled with Zhengguan well water on the table, he was short of breath, and immediately turned his head angrily, Looking at the small bamboo tube on the long lacquered red table in front of the open space, he couldn't sit still anymore.

Wu Peiliang clenched his fists and pressed down on the table, wanting to loudly question Mr. Zhu, whom he has always admired and respected, why this bastard... This Zhao Ziyu didn't write a single word, yet he could drink the well water for the crown that everyone had worked so hard to fight for. It is still the orchid scented tea that was finely blended by Mr. Zhu!

Who in the academy does not know that Zhu Weirui's tea ceremony, especially the orchid tea, is a masterpiece.

It’s just that almost no one can drink it. Rumors say that because of her cleanliness, even if some gentlemen and scholars in the academy want to visit in advance, she will hardly make tea for guests, unless she is also a woman and brings her own tea. tea set...

But what is going on now?

We are still looking forward to drinking the cold well water in Sai Ya, and we are satisfied. In the end, you have lost your cleanliness and poured a cup of incense for Zhao Ziyu with a carefully preserved tea set. Hot tea?

Wu Peiliang almost couldn't help but yelled at this difference in treatment, but he stopped abruptly in the next second, because... he didn't dare.

He clenched his teeth and his cheeks trembled.

The gentle and elegant Confucian woman in front of me is a gentleman hired by Linlu Academy, a first-class Confucian scholar recorded in the Zhongzhou Confucian Temple, and a Confucian monk with at least half a step of Nascent Soul.

These titles were picked out one by one casually, Wu Peiliang and the family behind him couldn't afford to offend them, and they didn't want to offend them.

Moreover, Wu Peiliang was originally determined to follow the path of Confucianism and Taoism. When he first entered Linlu Academy, he was carefully warned by the elders of the family about a very simple truth.

Among the students who can enter the 72 Confucian academies to study Confucianism, among them, many men may be grassroots who study hard, but almost none of the women who study Confucianism is simple, and among them, there are two. There are special types of women, one is Confucian women with excellent cultivation talents, and the other is Confucian women with mortal bodies who have no cultivation qualifications.

Wu Peiliang remembers the warnings from the elders in the family that they should not be messed with, and sometimes they don't even try to make friends with each other.

As for why... the elders in his family did not say.

Wu Peiliang sighed, and carefully glanced sideways at the woman in Confucian shirt who was smiling sweetly at Zhao Rong.

Now he also vaguely understands some vague words of the elders.

For example, the Mr. Zhu in front of me, who is not yet Jiazi, has such a cultivation level. If other women have such aptitude for cultivation, and also learn Confucianism and Taoism with a hammer, they will go out and turn right to the Taiqing Four Mansions to pick any mansion. Wouldn't it be better to practice, why study hard.

However, this Mr. Zhu just learned it, and he learned it very well. He passed all the way and became a rare female Confucian first scholar.

Wu Peiliang swallowed again, because he knew in his heart that it was such a Mr. Zhu who seemed to outsiders to be extremely accomplished, and there were many possibilities that in the eyes of her family and elders, she was just a humble and not insulting family. Wind and family status, as for Guangzong Yaozu, it may not be enough...

No matter what Wu Peiliang thinks in his mind now, at this moment, he dare not be presumptuous.

Fan Yushu was probably the closest to Zhao Rong and Zhu Weirui.

He watched the scene just now more carefully.

At this time, Fan Yushu's expression was very strange, Mingyou was rubbing his eyes in disbelief, but after seeing Zhao Rong not moving to pick up the precious cup of tea, he eagerly stretched out his hand under the table to grab it. Zhao Rong's sleeve.

You are stupid, drink it quickly, this is the well water from Zhengguan Well, what if Mr. Zhu gets angry and she regrets taking it back, take advantage of it, hey, well, I know Ziyu, you are thin-skinned An upright gentleman who abides by etiquette and integrity does not drink anything casually, ahem, if you are really embarrassed to drink, I can do it for you...

Fan Yushu blinked, and secretly pulled Zhao Rong's sleeve.

Zhao Rong didn't know what this friend was thinking, but he didn't have time to talk to him.

Zhao Rong slapped Fan Yushu's hand off in distaste, and glanced at him sideways, you kid will tarnish my innocence if you talk about it like this, in case you are misunderstood...

At this moment, after waiting quietly for a while, Zhu Weirui frowned slightly and glanced at the red sandalwood teacup, which was getting less and less foggy. The teacup, which had not been touched by others, was pushed towards Zhao Rong, getting closer to his hand.The curling white mist has touched the back of Zhao Rong's hand.

Zhu Weirui said helplessly, "Ziyu drink quickly, the tea is getting cold."

As soon as these words came out, the sound of some tables and stools knocking suddenly sounded on the field.