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Everyone in the pavilion watched quietly, without making a sound for a while.

Gu Yiwu took a few glances, his eyes brightened slightly, he looked up at the smiling Han Wenfu, then glanced at Yu Huaijin who was walking, grinned silently, and didn't say anything.

Next to him was a man wearing brocade clothes, he was the senior of Guangyetang, his name was Li Wenyuan, he stared at the few vermilion fruits that seemed to be of different colors on the small tray, and suddenly said in amazement:

"Ink Heart Vermillion Fruit?"

Han Wenfu put away the brocade box, turned his back to the direction of the pavilion door, did not look at Yu Huaijin who was walking slowly, he responded with a smile: "Brother Li is very knowledgeable, some special products sent from home, everyone have a taste. "

As he said that, Han Wenfu moved the two vermilion fruits of almost the same shape, size and color on the plate, the closest to him, and the other four furthest away from him, Han Wenfu handed the small tray forward , indicating to everyone in the pavilion.

The four Mochi seniors looked at each other a few times, Li Wenyuan couldn't help but go to take it first, and the other three followed after seeing this, and soon, the four vermilion fruits that Han Wenfu put on the plate farthest away were taken away, leaving only Leave two pairs and lie alone in the tray.

Han Wenfu lowered his eyes and glanced at it, but didn't go to get it right away.

Li Wenyuan gently twirled a vermilion fruit, rolled it slightly left and right between his two fingers, put it in front of his eyes and took a closer look at the small red fruit. After a while, he nodded and said to some other seniors who cast curious eyes:

"This thing is called Moxin Zhuguo, which is unique to our Wangque Continent, but it doesn't accept the water and soil on our North Wangque side. Only a few immortals in the South Wangque will plant it, but very few. It’s a rare item, and there are very few circulating on the mountain. I just heard it from an old gourmet who likes to taste the delicious food on the mountain. I didn’t expect to have the opportunity to try something new at Brother Han’s place today, so I can talk about it outside in the future.”

Han Wenfu waved his hand, smiled and shook his head.

"It's a good thing, brother Han." Gu Yiwu smiled innocently, he raised his head and threw a small fruit into his big mouth, swallowed it in one gulp, smacked his mouth, his eyes lighted up slightly, The burly man reached for it while talking.

The corners of Han Wenfu's eyes twitched slightly, and he moved the tray back, not letting this guy succeed.

Gu Yiwu withdrew his hand, looked at him, and grinned.

Han Wenfu looked away, paying attention to the approaching footsteps from the corner of his eye.

One of the seniors didn't say anything immediately, but said with a little worry:

"In addition to the taste, this product looks delicious, but there are other magical features?"

Li Wenyuan thought about it.

"I heard that this fruit is quite popular in the private circle of some Mohist hermits on Nanwangque Mountain. It is an elegant thing for private parties. Although we practitioners seldom rest or even dream, we can eat it. After eating this ink heart vermilion fruit, it is said that it can allow the eater to enter a dream like a landscape painting when he dreams next time."

He paused, then laughed again and shook his head:

"I heard that this kind of ink and wash dream has many wonderful features, it is very miraculous, it can indeed be regarded as a tribute to the study of our scholars on the mountain, and there seems to be a more special pair of strange fruits among the ink heart vermilion fruits... …Hey, I’ve talked so much about it, but I don’t know much about the specifics. It’s just that there happens to be an enshrined in the family who is a gourmet on the mountain. He has a good relationship. When he took him to the market to eat at the foot of the mountain, I heard something curious about it. However, I don’t think you know as much as Brother Han, so it’s a shame.”

Han Wenfu stood with his back at the entrance of the pavilion, and heard that the old-fashioned woman outside the pavilion had stopped, probably waiting for them to finish speaking.

He stood tall and tall, with one hand behind his back and the other holding his plate. Everyone in the Chao Pavilion smiled and said:

"Brother Li has already said that the difference is not bad. After eating this black fruit, you can just enter an elegant and interesting landscape dreamland with a clear mind. You can sit quietly and read books, or go fishing in cold rivers, or high mountains and flowing water. It was quite popular in my family, and I sent some from my family, asking me to study hard and get to know more young heroes like you."

Han Wenfu's eyes flickered slightly, his words paused, and then he said with a smile: "Brothers, you can go back and explore the hidden places in your dreams. If you find it boring, after a few days, the miraculous effect will disappear. There's some left."

Li Wenyuan nodded with a smile, and took a mouthful of the vermilion fruit of Moxin.

Gu Yiwu suddenly asked: "Where is Brother Han's hometown?"

Everyone also listened curiously.

Han Wenfu said calmly: "Qingyang, a small place in the south."

Yu Luo, he didn't want to say anything more, looked around outside the pavilion, and immediately seemed to have noticed something, Han Wenfu turned his head back, saw the people outside the pavilion, he looked surprised, said with a smile: "Huai Brother Jin."

The other four seniors in the pavilion also looked out of the pavilion.

Yu Huaijin raised her hands with a calm expression. She didn't disturb everyone's chatting before. She stood quietly outside the pavilion for about ten breaths, but just after hearing the word "Qingyang" floating out of the pavilion, this old-fashioned woman saw Han Wenfu glanced at the back in front of the door and pursed his lips lightly.

At this moment, seeing that they all turned their heads to look at her, she saluted as usual, "Brother Han, Brother Gu, Brother Li..."

"Brother Yu, you are welcome, good morning."

All the men in the pavilion stood up and returned the salute.

Gu Yiwu straightened his back, thought for a moment, then turned to Han Wenfu and continued to chase after him:

"Qingyang? Are you looking at the tower in the south? I haven't heard of it... Sigh, I should be a little ignorant, but just looking at Brother Han's upbringing, I think he must be from a reclusive Confucian family."

Han Wenfu raised the corner of his mouth imperceptibly, glanced at Gu Yiwu who continued to follow the conversation according to his intention, then, his expression changed slightly, he shook his head and sighed:

"It's not a big family. However, our ancestors were rich for a while, but our descendants are unworthy, and now we are just a small family. Oh, this kind of thing is actually very common in Wangque, so it's not worth mentioning. Brother Gu, don't ask anymore... It took a lot of energy for the family to come to the academy to study, hey, the earnest advice from the elders is still in my ears, you must study hard in the academy, and make friends with all the talents..."

A flash of determination flashed in Han Wenfu's eyes. He looked down at the two remaining fruits in the tray, turned his head, and handed the tray to Yu Huaijin who had been listening quietly to his words.

"Brother Yu, everyone has tasted it, so you can have one too. This is a specialty of my hometown, and it's also... a gift from the elders in the family."

He looked at Yu Huaijin seriously, with a sincere expression.

Yu Huaijin held her hands together and looked at the tray in front of her. She was silent for a moment, and for a moment, a slight shame flashed across her brows, and she moved her hands in her sleeves, ready to reach out to take them.

At this moment.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door of Yilanxuan courtyard for the seventh time this morning.

Everyone in the courtyard was taken aback.

The rhythm and movement of the knock on the door was a bit strange this time.

The air in the courtyard was quiet for a while, and no one spoke for a while.

dong dong dong-

Just after opening the door for Yu Huaijin, she didn't follow immediately, but the girl in blue squatting among the orchid bushes dropped the shovel, jumped up, and said impatiently, "Come on, come on!" Lah, stop knocking, it’s early in the morning, and the market seems to be coming, this old lady who knocks on the door makes my brain hurt.”

Yu Huaijin was about to stop the movement of Moxin Zhuguo, but she still didn't stretch out her sleeve. She turned her head and frowned at Jingzi.

The latter, who had a strong desire to survive, caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye. The girl in blue covered her mouth, shook her shoulders and coughed twice, then trotted to open the door pretending nothing happened.

Seeing this situation, Han Wenfu was a little helpless, what could have gone wrong, but he still passed the tray forward, smiled brightly and said, "Brother Huaijin."

Yu Huaijin turned her head, glanced at his smiling face, thought of something, her brows and eyes were slightly condensed, she didn't look at the tray, but nodded in response, then she turned around again pretending not to see, He looked at Jing Zi who was about to open the door not far away.

It's because of some shame, it's better... try not to give him illusions.

Han Wenfu frowned.

At the door, Jing Zi trotted to the door, frowned and muttered: "Who is it again, one, two, three, four, five, plus Sister Yu, all six school seniors have come, how come another one comes out, what a shame! of……"

She scowled.Pull the door with both hands.

In an instant.

The early morning sun slanted from outside the door, carrying...someone's light and shadow.

The people outside the door came into view.

Jing Zi was taken aback.

click-

"The man outside the door" took a bite of the cucumber, and was slightly surprised when he saw the girl in blue. Immediately, he smiled and showed his white teeth, "How are you, little sister."

Jingzi: "..."

In the next second, in the field of vision where everyone in the waiting booth was stuck and couldn't see the people outside the door, they saw a girl in blue who had always been "arrogant and domineering", spoke with her hips on her hips, and smelled of pepper and gunpowder, with her small body facing upwards. Shaking, the sudden force of the two slender arms, creaking!He slammed the door shut, turned his head, and ran into the yard without saying a word, and disappeared after a while...

It's like a little rabbit digging the soil to eat radishes, only to find a big bad wolf out of the soil. You say it's not scary when it suddenly appears.

Yu Huaijin: "..."

Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and the other four seniors: "???"

creak.

A certain foot blocking the closing of the hospital door was retracted, and a hand with blue sleeves gently pushed the door, Zhao Rong slowly stepped into the door, raised his chin, and looked up at the distance where the little rabbit ran away early, "Run what?"

He was holding three cucumbers in his left hand, and a half of one in his right hand. He muttered while chewing with slightly puffed cheeks, and shrugged.

At this time, aware of the gaze, Zhao Rong slowly turned his head, looking at the people in the waiting booth who were speechless, he smiled brightly.

"Good morning, everyone."

Chapter 261 Don't You Like Cucumber?

Zhao Rong found Yi Lanxuan after asking the scholars and brothers on the road.

This elegant courtyard was built in the quiet southeast corner of the huge academy, surrounded by some scattered buildings, such as the Zunjing Pavilion, which he had always been interested in and was going to find a book to read.

Although it was Zhu Yourong who took the initiative to find him this time, after all, Zhao Rong also wanted to ask for help from others. A tender and juicy cucumber is said to be less polite and more affectionate. Besides, the cucumber from Dongli Xiaozhu is the only one in Linlu Academy. Women should like it...beauty, right?

And Yu Huaijin's old-fashioned and stubborn guy likes to eat it—in fact, Zhao Rong thinks it's useless if she eats more cucumbers with a stern face. Later, he will try to save the lost girl with a joke—— So Zhu Yourong is probably no exception, she probably also likes cucumbers.

Zhao Rong thought to himself.

Based on this simple deduction, he came to Yilanxuan with a cucumber with a lot of affection. Zhao Rong felt that the matter of the bare melon field was not a big problem. Right now, didn’t Yu Huaijin also come to send her a cucumber for Brother Fujiying, even if it was Brother Fujiying who said nothing. With a loud temper, he might have to blush and say thank you, so come out and give him a thank you.

Zhao Rong stood inside the door of Yi Lanxuan, raised his hand, took another bite of cucumber, raised his eyebrows and looked at the six people in Hou Keting.

He didn't receive a reply to his morning greetings, and it was quiet beside Yi Lanxuan's door, and no one broke the deadlock first.

Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and other men stared blankly at the uninvited guest at the door, still digesting the strange thing about a girl in blue who ran away like a sheep when she saw a wolf.

Yu Huaijin came back to her senses, her gaze stayed on the cucumber in Zhao Rong's hand for a moment, and then she silently moved away.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, freed up a hand, rubbed his face, and found that there seemed to be nothing on his face.

He shook his head, turned around and closed the courtyard door, but before closing the door, his eyes stayed on the couplets on the wooden door for a moment.

Zhao Rong walked towards the waiting pavilion.

"Master Yu, good morning."

He came to the pavilion, took a good look at the crowd, and first turned his head to say hello to Yu Huaijin.

"Brother Han." Zhao Rong, besides Yu Huaijin, only met Han Wenfu a few times in the pavilion, and shouted at him.

Han Wenfu's tightly furrowed brows had already been loosened when everyone's gazes came to him. He couldn't see what was on his mind. He nodded, stared at Zhao Rong for a while and thought for a while, "I'm sorry, you are... oh , Brother Zhao."

Several other people watched curiously.

Yu Huaijin turned around and introduced to them: "This is our new student, Brother Zhao Ziyu, today the teacher called him for something, so we came here together."

Zhao Rong and the other four seniors saluted with a smile and got to know each other by name.

Han Wenfu didn't go to see Zhao Rong again, he was a little preoccupied, and after preparing for so long, he was still rejected.

Han Wenfu looked down at the tray in his hand, and there were two ink-heart vermilion fruits sitting alone on it, feeling that it was useless.

He saw Yu Huaijin turn his head and look towards the flower garden, ready to say goodbye and leave as usual, and took a deep breath secretly.

There was a moment of silence in the booth.

"Excuse me, what is this?"

Suddenly, a question broke the somewhat frozen air.

Han Wenfu took out the brocade box from the white jade hollowed-out dragon head hook on his waist again, and was about to put away the useless thing. At this moment, he paused slightly, and said casually: "The ink heart vermilion fruit, for everyone to quench their thirst."

After a pause, he added: "You can only eat one at a time, don't eat more, brother Zhao, why don't you come to one."

He was speaking, but his movements continued, and he put the tray into the brocade box with landscape paintings carved on the wall. He didn't mean to wait for Zhao Rong, but... a certain 'thin-skinned person' spoke faster.

"Um, can I?"

Somewhat embarrassed.

As soon as Han Wenfu stopped moving, he lowered his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Rong. He was already in a bad mood. At this time, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, but he looked down at Zhu Guo, who was probably not going to be needed, and nodded.

Zhao Rong stepped forward, picked up a grain, and looked at it with a strange expression.

"The taste is not bad, but Brother Han said not to eat more."

Gu Yiwu smiled and said something to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong also smiled at him and nodded, put the little Zhu Guo next to his mouth, and took a bite.

The taste is refreshing, and it is as good as the one in his other hand, but it has another flavor.

Zhao Rong nodded as he tasted it, and looked at it, and found that the vermilion fruit had a light red luster on the outside, but the pulp juice inside was as black as ink, but the taste was as refreshing as water, not thick at all.

Very strange.

"Brother Han, this fruit is called Moxin Zhuguo? It really lives up to its name. Where did it come from?"

In the recent weather, Zhao Rong feels a little angry, his body is like a furnace, he is adapting, and he can't adjust, he often eats some cool fruits these days, so the cucumbers in Jia Tengying's field are about to disappear... …

Han Wenfu glanced at Zhao Rong's bright-eyed expression, and didn't reply, pretending he didn't hear it.

Zhao Rong ate up the childless Zhu Guo in one gulp. Seeing this, he was not annoyed, but his face was a little embarrassed.