i have a sword fairy

Chapter 198 You promised to take me to Xunyou

Everyone was stunned, looking for the sound.

The person who spoke was actually Du Yifu, and he was smiling brightly.

Zhao Rong glanced at Du Yifu's smiling face, the corners of his mouth were also slightly curled up, and said, "What's the matter, Senior Brother Du?"

Du Yifu took a few steps forward, didn't answer immediately, but turned his head to look at the people around him, then turned back with a smile on his face, stared at Zhao Rong and said:
"Junior brother Zhao is really amazing. Listening to what you and Fairy Zhao said just now, you wrote a poem about falling flowers and no self, and you won the debate against a Taoist gentleman. It really sounds like I admire you..."

Zhao Rong curled his lips slightly, raised his hand and interrupted: "What exactly is Senior Brother Du trying to say, please be frank, I still have something to do with Qingjun."

Du Yifu's smile froze slightly, then he recovered, and smiled directly: "I want to read the poem about Falling Blossoms and Selflessness that you wrote, hehe, of course, the younger brother's Fairy Zhao probably didn't bring it with her... right?"

He paused for a while, looked at the expressions of Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling, seeing that they showed no signs of taking out poems or opening their mouths to speak, Du Yifu became more and more sure of a certain guess, his smile became brighter, and he sighed slightly.

"Well, it's normal not to bring it, it's okay, but since Junior Brother Zhao is so good, can you do me a favor, Fairy Liu's wonderfully accidental song just needs a word teacher, and we haven't corrected it just now. It can be regarded as a big regret for today's Nuanxi Gathering. Junior brother Zhao is so talented that he must be able to grasp it with his hands. Can you spare a little time to be Liu Xianzi's one-word teacher? Do everyone a favor."

After Du Yi finished speaking, he stared straight at Zhao Rong.

Participants of Yaji, you look at me, and I look at you.

All the people present were fine people, how could they not know the meaning hidden in Du Yifu's words.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, you go up and take a few steps, don't just talk about it, and leave after pretending to be a wave, show some real skills.

The originally quiet Yaji suddenly became noisy, and people began to communicate in low voices. The scholars who came with Du Yifu catered one after another, and many students also followed suit.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao, please do everyone a favor."

"Just change a word, Mr. Zhao should be able to catch it easily."

"That's right, please trouble Mr. Zhao."

Liu Kongyi frowned slightly when he first saw Du Yifu stepping forward to speak.

It should be true that Mr. Zhao won Mr. Tao. Let’s not mention whether it is worthwhile for Concubine Zhao Ling to take out a precious Donglai Ziqi to accompany Mr. Zhao’s performance. Mr. Tao is in the Taiqing Mansion, so you can ask him at any time , although Mr. Tao may not necessarily pay attention to it, but the possibility of lying is still very small. At most, Mr. Zhao has modified the debate between Confucianism and Taoism a little bit, and won a little bit of water.

Therefore, Liu Kongyi was a little displeased with Du Yifu's success, but after hearing that Zhao Rong was to be her one-word teacher, Liu Kongyi looked forward to it again.

She looked at Zhao Rong with piercing eyes, expecting him to change the word amidst the booing of the crowd.

After hearing Du Yifu's words, Zhao Rong exchanged a glance with Qing Jun.

Judging by the meaning in the lady's eyes, the song "Shangxie" should be on her body.

He didn't wait for Qing Jun's eyes to show entanglement and questioning, and shook his head directly.

Why do I show you the love poem I wrote to Qingjun?
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, turned his head and glanced at the ink washing paper that was being re-rolled by Lu Zhu and another red carp girl on the main table not far away, he didn't want to make meaningless limelight, just like just now, But now that everyone has already taken advantage of him, he is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others.

Zhao Rong looked at Du Yifu's handsome face with a smile on his face, he was quiet for a moment, shrugged slightly, and the next second, he let go of Qing Jun's hand, ready to go forward and fill in a word.

However, in an instant, the hand he had just let go was grabbed by someone again.

Zhao Rong was pulled back.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled like a flower, and looked up at him, "Brother Rong'er, you promised to take me to Xunyou, let's go quickly."

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned, staring at the woman in front of him who was holding his hand and dragging him forward, just like when she coquettishly pulled him out to play lazily when she was a child.

Zhao Rong felt the strength of Qing Jun's grip on his hand.

I know her little painstaking efforts.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and stared at the hands they were holding together, but there were actually three, because Qing Jing also transformed into a small hand, pulling him together with Qing Jun.

Like a child and her mother...

Zhao Rong was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly. In an instant, his body moved suddenly, strode forward, passed Qing Jun, changed his body position, and changed to Zhao Rong, pulling her and Qing Jing forward together, and they threw down everything on the field. People, without looking back, broke into the bamboo forest, looking for a quiet place.

The originally noisy Yaji fell silent for an instant.

That's it, go away?

Everyone looked at each other again.

Du Yifu was a little nervous when Zhao Rong was staring at him, and he gritted his teeth when Zhao Rong was about to change the words, but now he saw that Zhao Rong ran away with Concubine Zhao.

Du Yifu opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and sneered, "Oh, for running so fast, is Junior Brother Zhao guilty?"

Many people in Yaji also gradually began to have doubts about some things just now.

Liu Kongyi looked at the back of Zhao Rong striding away, her eyelids gradually lowered, her eyes showed disappointment, she shook her head slightly, stood with her lips pursed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing this scene, Du Yifu smiled brightly and walked towards her.

At the main table in the Aristocrat Center.

Lu Zhu had just received a wink from the person in charge, and hurriedly came with another companion to respread the collected ink washing paper.

However, just as they spread out the ink-washing paper and pressed it flat with a ruler, they saw that something happened in Yaji.

Luzhu raised her head, her black eyes stared at the direction Zhao Rong was leaving, and she blinked, why did she run away, this fake idiot.

She pursed her lips slightly, sighed softly, then picked up the bowl of clear water on the table, ready to pack it up again.

However, when the hand holding the bowl passed over the ink-washing paper, it suddenly stopped.

The round-faced girl raised her bushy eyebrows towards the middle, looked at the poem under the bowl that couldn't be changed no matter what, and muttered something in her mouth.

Then, the green pearl moved.

The bowl she picked up was put down again, and she dipped some clean water on a certain word on the paper, washing away the word "sui" that was bothering her sense of language.

At the main table where no one has noticed for the time being.

Lu Zhu rolled up her sleeves, picked up a pen and dipped in ink.

Seeing this scene, the companion who was about to collect things at the side asked in surprise, "Lu Zhu, what are you doing?"

Luzhu snorted, shook her head and joked, "Write the first entry."

Immediately, put pen to paper.

There is one more word on the paper.

There are more heads in the world.

Nuanxi Yaji, on the main table in the center, suddenly, a table of flowers bloomed.

The moonlight from nowhere casts on the flowers, painting shadows all over the table, the shadows move with the flowers, just like flowers playing shadows!

This sudden vision immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

People quickly gathered towards the main table, and the crowd was tight.

Du Yifu, who had come to Liu Kongyi's side to comfort him softly, turned his head slowly.

He looked at the flower shadows on the table, and after two or three seconds of doubts, he suddenly became dazed.
And Liu Kongyi, who wanted to say goodbye and leave the Yaji in advance, her eyes widened instantly, and the next second, she ran to the table. She supported the table with both hands, and leaned forward suddenly to look, with an inconceivable look in her eyes.

There are many people like her. They gathered around the main table, surrounded by this poem that suddenly fell into a state of selflessness. Their eyes subconsciously searched for something. Standing on the little girl with a round face.

At this moment, Luzhu didn't pay attention to the changes around her, she stared blankly at the poem on the paper which she only added one word into.

The round-faced little girl read in shock:

"Water tone several times, hold the wine and listen, wake up in the afternoon and wake up worried. When will I send you back to the spring? Lin Xiaojing, hurting the scene, the past is empty in the later period... the sand and the bird pond are dark, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers come. Playing shadows...clouds break through the moon, flowers play shadows...heavy curtains cover the lights, the wind is uncertain, people are calm at first, and the sun will be red tomorrow...the path should be full."

Liu Kongyi, Du Yifu and others stared at the vision on the table in silence.

A world emerges on the paper.

The night is shrouded, the night sky is full of clouds, the small garden is dark, there is a Yiren going alone, wandering in the flowers, and he will not go, how to enjoy it in this night without moon and flowers, Yiren is hesitant, just at this moment, an unexpected scene happens, the wind blows , The thick clouds were blown away in an instant, the moonlight leaked out, and the flowers were already dancing with the wind, and now they were dancing under the moonlight.

The scene in front of her made Liu Kongyi's heart tremble. At that time, she was melancholy and depressed all day. After waking up, she wanted to find the lost spring scenery, but everything was swallowed up by the night, and there was darkness.

When Liu Kongyi was disappointed and wanted to leave, he saw the spring that was about to pass away, so he came up with this song "Heavenly Fairy".

Liu Kongyi stared intently at the only changed character "Nong" on the paper, it was this word, which lit up the line "Clouds break through the moon and flowers make shadows", and at the same time completely sublimated the whole poem, and also It clearly understood her tactful woman's mood at that time.

Liu Kongyi repeated it a few times in his mouth, the more he read it, the brighter his eyes became.

Li Jinshu, who had arrived earlier, sighed and said with emotion: "'Hua Nong Ying' means the wind blows the flowers and trees, and the wind is implied, and the flowers and shadows are vivid and charming. This is just writing the word 'Nong' and the realm is beyond the reach."

One word makes the whole poem bloom out of selflessness.

After hearing this, everyone quickly looked at Lu Zhu with surprise.

Lu Zhu came back to her senses slowly, and suddenly noticed a series of strange eyes shot at her, she shook her body, raised her hands and waved vigorously.

"It's not me, it's not me. This word was said to me by Mr. Zhao who just left."

For a moment, the air seemed to be frozen and heavy.

Du Yifu's expression paled instantly.

Liu Kongyi pursed her lips, staring at the word "Nong" that Zhao Rong had corrected, for a while, she muttered to herself.

"Absolutely."

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PS: Damn, the shock is finally over, let's start a new line with some more.

(End of this chapter)