i have a sword fairy

Xiao Hongyu curled her lips, "I knew it, it looks like I'm not the only one..."

Li Xueyou suddenly interrupted in a low voice: "Hongyu, but my father also likes calligraphy. I heard from him that some seemingly simple characters are often more difficult to write, especially difficult to write well."

Xiao Hongyu was startled.

Wu Peiliang was very nervous at first. After all, Mr. Zhu favored Zhao Rong in public before, and everyone thought with their toes that there must be a reason for it. After contacting Mr. Zhu's well-known bookworm status, the only thing that can care about is calligraphy. Otherwise, it won't be the son of a teacher and a student, right?

But none of that matters anymore.

When he saw Zhao Rong, he simply wrote a word. Wu Peiliang finally let go of the heart that Zhao Rong had raised since he wrote the pen. , I want to see what words can be written with the word '正'... But I also have to prevent Mr. Zhu from being partial, but thinking about it, it shouldn't be possible. People who are crazy about words must be loyal to words, unless they are really teachers and children.

Wu Peiliang shook his head and laughed,

This young master has carefully prepared for so long, one word?Can you crush me?You can hold me down!You can suppress me with a single word today, and I will be on the spot...

Wu Peiliang was taken aback for a moment, and his thoughts were interrupted, because he was about to raise his head, when a familiar figure walked by the table out of the corner of his eye...

Zhao Rong stared at the emerald green bamboo tube for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Zhu Yourong was still silently looking down at the words. He glanced down, and from Zhao Rong's perspective, he saw her leaning against the edge of the table The hand with the slender index finger is gesturing up and down, left and right, horizontally and vertically.

Zhao Rong withdrew his gaze, thought for a while, and said softly: "Mr. Zhu, I'll help you get the bamboo tube here? It's so convenient to give the paper directly after the paper is corrected?"

That small bamboo tube is extremely precious to Zhao Rong now, and it is related to his future practice. Now it is so casually placed on the long table with no one around, which makes Zhao Rong feel a little uneasy.

I don't know how much Zhu Yourong still has. She didn't say it just now, but anyway, she wants to get it through other means. According to Fan Yushu's description, it is extremely difficult. I guess Zhu Yourong is also because she is a newcomer. Mr. Shuyuan only got so much.

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, Zhu Yourong was quiet for a while, then she was startled suddenly, her reaction came to an end, her eyes reluctantly moved away from the words, Liu looked at him with slightly open eyes, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something What, but in the end he hesitated to speak, and nodded vigorously to meet his eyes pointing at the bamboo tube.

Zhao Rong got up, clasped his hands in full view, and walked towards the long painted red table. After many whispering students discovered this scene, the noise on the field suddenly decreased, and all eyes followed him who was behaving strangely.

After Wu Peiliang raised his head, he watched Zhao Rong pass by his desk with a dazed expression, walked straight to the long lacquered red table, grabbed the small bamboo tube, stuffed it into his sleeve, and turned back.

Wu Peiliang frowned fiercely, Zhao Rong ignored his unbelievable gaze, passed Wu Peiliang's table directly, returned to his original position, and put the small bamboo tube on the table, but it was very close to his hand.

Wu Peiliang hurriedly followed, and said to Zhu Yourong displeasedly: "Sir, take care of Brother Zhao, the winner is still undecided, so just take the lottery, and besides, he only wrote one word..."

After Zhu Yourong read the words for a while, she opened her lips slightly, took a breath, her chest rose and fell, she reached out to press, and slowly, but just halfway up the hand, it seemed that she had sensed that someone who had been begging for water before Looking at someone, she raised her hand and pressed it down, and finally pressed it on the rice paper with only one word '正' written on it. Now she has no intention of staring at Zhao Rong, and her mind is all on the obsessed thing, Zhu Yourong He looked up and interrupted:

"It's okay, put it in his place, everyone, don't worry about it, you all get closer, let's continue the class first with the word Ziyu, I want to explain it to you, this orthographic word."

Everyone who was not slow at first was stunned, Wu Peiliang's words were held back, his face flushed, and finally he took a deep breath and shut up, frowning bitterly at the simple word '正', carefully, to see to the end What kind of pattern is it.

The students of the Willful Hall gathered a few steps away from Zhao Rong's desk. It was a bit crowded, but they could all be seen.

Zhu Yourong said seriously: "Ziyu's orthographic character really only has two simple strokes, one horizontal and one vertical, but just talking about these two extremely simple strokes, how many people dare to say that they can write well and write a dignified and upright character?" The word '正' comes from? "

"In the past, you used to write dozens of hundreds of characters. With the overall strokes and the smoothness of the cohesion, the overall look is indeed okay, and some even look good, but if you separate each character and take it apart Looking at it, the strokes are inconsistent and twisted, which makes people who understand characters think of them as chewing wax, tasteless and boring, if the characters in the letters are like faces, then it is disgusting."

Many students who were already gentle and obedient, such as Jia Tengying with a serious expression, bowed their heads involuntarily after hearing the words and thinking about them.

It's just that there are still a small number of students who are still dissatisfied and stare at Zhao Rong's words with resentment.

Wu Peiliang muttered again "habitually", "Isn't it just one word, five strokes, horizontal and vertical, if I let me write carefully, I can write it neatly."

Zhu Yourong turned her head to look at him, "Really?"

Wu Peiliang pursed his lips and looked at her unwaveringly.

Zhu Yourong suddenly pointed at the words on the rice paper that were being scrutinized by countless eyes, and said seriously with frowned eyebrows:

"Do you really think that it is enough to write an orthographic character with proper structure and orderly writing? Let's look at this orthographic character. The three horizontal strokes are slightly inclined to the right. This is Tzuyu's brilliance. , Tzuyu’s calligraphy, let’s not mention the miraculous calligraphy style, just talk about regular script, I have studied for many days, and summed up one of its characteristics. ’, the simple three-horizontal drawing makes the entire orthography come alive in an instant.”

In the crowd, many students nodded one after another in a trance, and Wu Peiliang seemed to have noticed something. His eyelids trembled, his lips were tightly pursed, and he stared at the paper. .

Zhu Yourong shook his head and said: "You only saw Tzuyu's casual appearance of writing in a hurry, and the focus was on the wrong place, and you didn't look at the words. See how he writes carefully. Do you know how Tzuyu wrote this word?"

Facing her gaze, the field was completely silent, and all the students turned their eyes away one after another, not looking directly at her. Although what Zhao Rong just finished was too fast, and some students didn't see clearly from far away, but many students who were closer did It's because they didn't notice Zhao Rong's meticulous writing, or some students didn't even know that there is such a way of viewing calligraphy.

Xiao Hongyu bowed her head in embarrassment, Li Xueyou also blushed slightly, looked at Zhao Rong with a calm face, and suddenly remembered that he smiled and proposed to thank her just now, Li Xueyou blushed even more.

Yu Huaijin silently listened to the teacher's admiration for the orthographic character "sigh", and she couldn't help but look at the character 'orthographic' on the rice paper. She was very familiar with this character. Gein had seen it yesterday, and there were many of them, more than 50. It was all added by this guy's weak strokes after playing the piano once, but at that time, Yu Huaijin was seriously practicing her own handwriting by the side, and occasionally glanced at it. There are so many morals and particularities...

The old-fashioned woman pursed her lips, looked away, and did not speak.

After Zhu Yourong looked around, he spoke slowly:

"Ziyu writes horizontal paintings, horizontal is reining, like reining in a horse, falling against the front of the paper, slowing down and rushing back, not step by step like you. His pen touches the paper and presses down to the right. , then draw horizontally and slowly retract it, make a horizontal stroke, and take the upward slope horizontally, like a rider tightening the rein, and the force is inward and straight through the crossbow..."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and couldn't help looking up at the front of him. At this time, this female scholar, who was serious about reasoning and explaining to the students, had a serious face, with one hand clenched behind her back, and the other firmly pressing the table When it comes to writing, his eyes are piercing, his posture is dignified and elegant, and he is serious and solemn, and he does not see the demure and easy-going, a little cute look when he was in private with him just now.

When it comes to calligraphy, the woman in Confucian shirt seems to be a different person.

After some words, Zhu Yourong sighed:

"In this way, I just wrote these three superb horizontal paintings, and these three horizontal paintings are not the same, but slightly different. Tzuyu moved the main pen of this horizontal painting to the right, and the center of gravity immediately stabilized. Well, this is the technique of adjusting the structure through strokes...in the subtleties, see the strokes, and only talk about the details of this point, at present...I am too late, and I have to learn from Tzuyu."

She looked very serious, and after speaking, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Zhao Rong, who was looking down and silent. He seemed to be still staring at the small bamboo tube. Is the well water in it so important to him?But that pavilion and that well are indeed a bit weird...

If it is said that Zhu Yourong's admiration when analyzing orthographic characters just stirred up waves in the hearts of everyone on the field, then her "easy to learn words" right now is just a thunderbolt in the silent place, a willful student In an instant, they all opened their eyes wide and looked sideways at Zhao Rong with shocked expressions.

Yu Huaijin stared at Zhao Rong, without saying a word, she was already sure that this man who made up a day of lessons yesterday was the owner of the two couplets that she had been wondering about before, and also the teacher she mistook... It's just that The couplets co-written by deputy Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong still made Yu Huaijin a little worried.

Zhu Yourong was sitting upright, with a dignified and dignified look, staring at the small orthographic character in front of her with burning eyes, without blinking, as if she couldn't get enough of it, with relish, she was like a little girl who suddenly got something she loved, full of interest He opened the mouth and said, "Let's talk about the remaining two vertical paintings. Ziyu hides more details in them. You should listen carefully. Writing the word '正' in the future should make me more pleasing to the eye... "

The students in the willful hall saluted and responded one after another, and Zhao Rong also bowed after seeing this.

Afterwards, beside this small table, everyone crowded around layer by layer, listening attentively to the lecture given by the elegant and dignified Confucian woman in the center, but they still couldn't help but look sideways at Zhao Rong from time to time. Calm profile.

I don't know how long it took, the whistling river wind outside the open space seemed to have stopped, and a reconciliation was reached with Lin Tao of Fenglin, and Zhu Yourong finally finished speaking, her lips curled up slightly.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, she turned her head to look somewhere, and said with a serious expression: "Peiliang, are you still sure that just writing a single character can write an orthographic character like Tzuyu?"

Everyone looked at it.

Wu Peiliang was speechless and bowed his head in frustration.

Chapter 257 The Well Water Has Dragon Qi

In this assessment in class, after Zhu Yourong explained the word '正' excitedly, before he started to correct all the students' papers, Zhao Rong was already the default leader on the field.

Overwhelm all the students with one word.

This kind of thing that the willful students never expected before class actually happened.

Although the lottery has already been taken by Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong is still very serious about correcting the papers later on, scoring according to the default "[-]-point system" in the Mochi Academy's assessment, carefully writing comments, but from time to time he will ask Zhao Rong to correct these words the opinion of.

Based on the principle of not offending others and not being too showy, Zhao Rong only took a few symbolic glances in the eyes of everyone, and then most of them gave a few vague compliments, without knowing whether the comments were good or bad. , talking nonsense, but when he caught a glimpse of a certain pair of delicate and elegant lowercase characters, he still frowned, took a breath, nodded, and then praised in a tone of exclamation, and said some "true truth" without blushing. .

After Zhu Yourong glanced at Zhao Rong, she also nodded slightly with the corners of her mouth curled up. With a stroke of the ink brush, she gave this paper with a woman's handwriting a high score of "[-]", which is compared to the entire candid hall except Zhao Rong. In terms of.

Such a scene provoked many students to turn their heads to look at a certain petite and jade female student. Li Xueyou shyly lowered her head and hid behind Xiao Hongyu. After a while, she raised her head and glanced at Zhao who was not looking at her. Rong's calm profile.

In the end, in the entire classroom assessment, except for the word "positive" drawn by Zhao Rong, which was not evaluated and did not need to be evaluated, only Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou, and Wu Peiliang were awarded the high grade of "[-]". point.

Lan Zhoudu's calligraphy class ended amidst the sound of tables and stools being bumped and the students in the straightforward class getting up and saluting.

At this time, the howling wind blowing like a knife blew again. In the autumn wind flying red maples, Zhao Rong carefully put away the precious bamboo tube in his hand. He looked up and looked around to pack things, ready to disperse students, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.

All the papers that had just been assessed were handed out after being corrected, but in the end, he was the only one who was empty-handed in the entire Willful Hall, and everyone else got the papers.

A conscientious and conscientious woman in Confucian shirt just swore to Zhao Rong before get out of class was over that this paper with only one word would be too much work to correct. If you are in a hurry, you can go to Yi Lanxuan to find her, she is there all day long...

Zhao Rong turned his head and glanced at the back of Zhu Yourong who was fading away on the path in the forest. She was holding his rolled up paper with both hands behind her back, as if walking forward again with her head held high. , the action still looks very light, and I don't know what kind of expression is on the face at this time.

Zhao Rong shook his head with a broken smile, and then ignored the more or less concerned eyes of the surrounding students. He lowered his head and packed up the things on the table, then turned his head and said to Fan Yushu:

"Yushu, I'm in a hurry. I'll take a step first, and I won't go back to Nanxuan Academy with you guys. Tell Brother Fujitaka for me."

"Okay." Fan Yushu nodded, but gave Zhao Rong another resentful look.

When Mr. Zhu corrected his test paper and asked Zhao Rong's opinion in class just now, Fan Yushu was full of anticipation, and finally saw the uprightness of this good brother again, and what made him speechless the most was that the next test paper was Li Xueyou's. , Good guy, the speed of changing faces, the precision and just-right strength of facial expression management...As expected of 'Brother Ziyu', Fan Yushu's heart was chilled.

Zhao Rong blinked, ignored his friend's sad eyes, turned around, and left under the eyes of everyone.

In the two classes this morning, there were a lot of things that happened, Zhao Rong had to digest it well...

At noon, on the west side of Linlu Academy, there are two green hills dyed yellow by autumn colors.

There is a valley under the mountain, a pavilion in the valley, and a well in the pavilion.

At this time, there were few pedestrians coming and going outside the lecture hall. Inside the pavilion, there was a young Confucian scholar who looked up at the ceiling from time to time, or looked down at the ancient well.

Zhao Rong observed for a while.

This is an ancient octagonal pavilion, not very big. In addition to covering the ancient well, there are at most two circles of people standing beside the well. In the center of the top of the pavilion facing the well mouth, there is a round painted wooden relief dragon statue. The carved dragon is reflected in the well. In the sunny day at present, with the shaking of the well water, it dances like a dragon, just like a dragon swimming in water.

He stood at the mouth of the well and leaned against the edge of the well to look down. The well was about twenty or thirty feet deep, but the water in the well was extremely quiet, and the surface of the water was like a bronze mirror. This should be the true mirror of the past academy scholars and gentlemen .

Zhao Rong looked carefully at the face reflected in the well water and the dancing dragon above his head. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the middle of the ancient well. There was a stone tablet embedded on the wall of the well, but from Zhao Rong's angle, it seemed that there was no writing on the tablet.

He stretched his neck, leaned over and looked at it for a long time, but he still didn't see what was going on, so he almost jumped into the well.

Although the pavilions and wells are simple in style, they are not very eye-catching in the academy, because most of the buildings in the entire academy are ancient, and they look older than the pavilions and wells, and there are a lot of them.

However, not long ago, Zhu Yourong's well water for making tea came from this ancient well.

Zhao Rong straightened up, exhaled lightly, and couldn't help but said in the heart lake: "Gui, you said...the well water has dragon energy?"

"Ah."

Gui was silent for a while, "Look at the red snake in your meridians that has transformed from innate vitality."

Hearing this, Zhao Rong looked inside again, and saw in the meridians in his body, this little red snake that inexplicably recovered after hearing the qin music in his dream in the first music class, it seemed that there was no change, nothing like the one sent by Qingjun yesterday The berserk state after eating the lotus seed porridge, but... there are some abnormalities in the body.

Some golden spots inexplicably appeared on the body of the little red snake. The 'golden' showed some signs of spreading, and golden stripes appeared around the mouth. things.

Gui Shen said: "This is a sign that dragon scales and whiskers are about to be born. These all happened after you drank those two cups of tea, and I witnessed this scene with my own eyes."

Zhao Rong frowned and thought about it, and couldn't help but say:

"Why me? I'm not the only one who drank the well water from Zhengguan well. All the teachers in the academy, um, and the few students who studied should have tasted it. If this kind of miracle happens in every drinking well For the person of water, it is estimated that this matter has been spread quietly for a long time, and the well water is also hotly contested, but judging from the current situation, it seems that no similar incidents have appeared or spread. With Zhu Yourong, they just said that this well water is suitable for making tea."

Above the Heart Lake, his voice paused, "Or is it that the gentlemen who drank the well water and the students who are studying all know it well, but they all tacitly hide it?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then shook his head, "It's unlikely...why me?"

Gui Wenyan pondered for a moment, "I don't know the specifics, so I can't explain it to you."

"I'm too weak now, I can't perceive the dragon energy in this well, just like the well water in this secluded well, I can't see anything strange now, I just observe your body The vision, combined with the anecdotes in some past memories, it is speculated that it should be the dragon's breath, but there is still a possible explanation..."

Zhao Rong lowered his head, staring at the deep ancient well covered with moss, frowned, "What's the explanation?"

Gui thought for a while, and said slowly:

"Pure-blooded dragon descendants are almost born in the seventh realm. If the water descendants want to transform into dragons the day after tomorrow, most of them have to travel to the sea and advance to the seventh realm to be reborn. However, there are almost dragon-slaying swords at the mouth of Dadu now. The way of the waterborn is almost dead... No matter what method they use to become the seventh-level true dragons, their dragon energy is almost impossible to absorb, let alone the target is the human race."

Its tone was a little uncertain, "But the current situation is that the innate vitality in your body can absorb the dragon energy and show signs of transforming into a dragon, but the flesh and blood body has not absorbed the dragon energy and mutated... That can only show that the dragon energy It is because you are naturally close to you, and there should be some kind of hidden origin."

Hearing this, Zhao Rong frowned even more.

He rubbed his face and laughed at himself, "I am indeed a man of destiny."

Gui Zan agreed: "Yeah, let me ask who doesn't know this, why don't Mr. Zhao jump into the well now to see if there is one of your real dragon ancestors hidden in the well, such as being suppressed and sealed?" What, if you let it out, maybe the chances will be greater, um, maybe it's a female, Mr. Zhao is probably going to be ecstatic."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Gui smiled for a while, and after thinking about it for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"It's normal for monks to encounter all kinds of inexplicable phenomena when they climb the mountain. Cultivation is mysterious and mysterious. It's like the door to all wonders. How can you study it all carefully? The ancient emperors have things that are incomprehensible...so don't worry about it for now. There are too many, but Zhao Rong, you still have to keep an eye on your heart. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and being close to this unknown dragon energy seems to be a good thing at the moment, and it is a great thing, but you can't tell whether there is something hidden in it. A sinister disaster with twists and turns."

Zhao Rong nodded, looking at his face in the deep well water, and the dancing shadow of Zhao Rong's majestic dragon sculpture behind his face, nodded, "Understood."

Immediately, the sword spirit smiled lightly and said, "Speaking of which, no matter where this image of the red snake transforming into a dragon occurs, it is a great opportunity. There is a lotus pond in that lady's heart lake, which gave birth to two first-class flying swords, half of which are as exaggerated as the embryos of first-class sword immortals, but they are definitely not small."

Zhao Rong rubbed his face.

"Enough is enough, I have finally hit my luck again. I thought that Ting Ni Zijin Furnace and Li Ji Jianwan, who is gone now, have completely overdrawn my luck, and you have a crow's mouth... ...I didn't expect to come across this weird well. It seems that my son is not arguing with you now, and I have accumulated a lot of good words, which is still beneficial."

Return: "..."

The sword spirit thought about it, and decided not to quarrel. It also accumulated some morals to see if it could be exchanged for a thunderbolt to kill Zhao Rong.

Above the heart lake, it was quiet for a while.

Gui suddenly said excitedly:

"This red snake transforms into a dragon. There are so many mysteries. I vaguely remember a set of exercises that have been around for a long time, which are somewhat consistent with it. Meridians... Transforming dragons... Going to the river, let me sleep for a while and think about it, Zhao Rong , can you break through the clogged veins and innate talent limitations, the hope of being promoted to the Haoran Realm is likely to be on it, you go and get more well water now, no matter it is tea or something, drink it all, the previous two days A cup of tea is never enough!"

Zhao Rong was also a little excited at first, but he didn't know what he thought of, and he said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I know, you will just draw a big cake for me, which time you have helped me a lot, every time you don't It’s still me working so hard... I’ll figure out a way for this well water, but this well..."

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked left and right. At this time, the empty valley below the mountain was quiet and there was no one else around. It seemed that no one would know that he was jumping into the well now.

It's just that no matter what Zhao Rong thinks, he feels that he is not a fool, and the academy is not a fool either. It is clearly stipulated that, except for the biggest head of the first academy, students, scholars, even old gentlemen with high morals, are not allowed to take the official crown without authorization. Well water, however, the Academy still disposes of this well casually and leaves it unattended. There must be a reason, and fools go down to fetch water in a daze...

Zhao Rong sighed slightly, lowered his head and reluctantly looked at the shining well water, and touched the small bamboo tube in his sleeve.

He was silent for a moment, then turned and left...