i have a sword fairy

Chapter 206 She said she wanted to communicate with you in depth

Zhao Rong turned his head and glanced at Li Jinshu who was behind him. He was standing at the door, smiling warmly and waving to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong returned a helpless smile to Li Jinshu, then turned his head, straightened his hat and student Qingjin, and walked towards Mr. Yan under the tree in the courtyard in the distance.

"Disciple Zhao Ziyu, I greet you sir."

Zhao Rong bowed his hands and saluted.

Yan Jidao was looking at the maple tree with its luxuriant branches and leaves not red, with his hands behind his back. He turned around immediately after hearing this, with a serious expression, he carefully looked at Zhao Rong several times from top to bottom, nodded and said, "Ziyu, don't be too polite."

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked at Yan Jidao.

The two were silent.

There was a few breaths of silence.

Yan Jidao didn't know why, but nodded lightly again, he turned around suddenly, walked towards the stone table under the tree with his hands behind his back, and opened his mouth.

"Ziyu, don't be too cautious. I heard something about yesterday, but you can talk to me carefully about Tao Yuanran's debate on Confucianism and Taoism."

After saying that, Yan Jidao came to the stone table, hesitated a little, picked up something on the table, and walked towards the maple tree.

Zhao Rong took a closer look and saw an iron scissors in Mr. Yan's hand that was used to cut grass leaves.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately described the Confucianism and Taoism debate in Zhongnan Kingdom in more detail. In some places involving his or Lanxi Lin's privacy, the exception was the heart of Ting Ni's Zijin furnace, and the night of Taibai Mountain on the night of victory. Things, etc., Zhao Rong has skipped and changed.

Under the tree, Yan Jidao, dressed in gray uniform, lowered his head and carefully rolled up the sleeves of his hands to prevent them from falling down. He looked up at the maple tree, which was getting more and more lush.

Yan Jidao has lived in this elegant Fenglin courtyard many times. Every autumn when he comes to give lectures in the Taiqing Mansion, the Taiqing Mansion arranges him to live with this red maple here.

Yan Jidao also thought about doing it a long time ago, this gorgeous red maple, he watched it grow from young to ripe, and the bright red color of the maple leaves gradually faded.

It's like forgetting that it's autumn.

Yan Jidao held the scissors and looked at the maple tree. The dark lines on his face gradually faded away. He let out a breath, and his face became relaxed. Immediately, while listening to Zhao Rong's words, he began to carefully cut the maple tree. Here comes Hong Feng.

Zhao Rong continued to narrate the debate on Confucianism and Taoism.

While editing in an orderly manner, Yan Jidao asked Zhao Rong about a certain detail from time to time, without delay.

And when Zhao Rong introduced the "theory of body and function as one source" which he put forward for the first time in this world, Yan Jidao stopped what he was doing, listened attentively, and asked a lot of questions, but when Zhao Rong made a clear statement When he finished answering, he took a deep breath and nodded.

The two communicated like this for about a quarter of an hour.

"The debate between Confucianism and Taoism is basically like this. Tao Yuanran left with that strange old man. Before he left, the strange old man sent me Donglai Ziqi...Mr. Yan, do you have any questions?"

Zhao Rong said in words, he looked at the old man who was busy beside the maple tree in front of him, he was obviously a Confucian golden core monk who could stabilize the world with a wave of his sleeve, but at this time he was cutting branches and cultivating trees by himself like an old farmer.

Yan Jidao shook his head when he heard the words, and sighed: "Okay, what a person who does nothing but does everything..."

He turned around suddenly, clapped his hands, and walked to Zhao Rong, with a smile on his old face.

Yan Jidao raised his hand and patted Zhao Rong's shoulder heavily, "Ziyu, this 'Synthesis with One Source' is excellent, you are even better."

Zhao Rong shook his head, "Mr. Yan praised you, but I can't afford it."

In the distance, outside the gate of the courtyard, Li Jinshu turned his head, just in time to see this scene inside the gate, his expression was stunned, Li Jinshu tilted his head slightly, and looked at his younger brother Zhao Rong with envy.

He hadn't seen a meticulous teacher smile for a long time. Last time, Li Jinshu remembered that it was his once outstanding senior brother who disobeyed the teacher's arrangement, gave up inheriting the teacher's mantle, and left the teacher's door to go to Tunanzhou alone.

I remember that day, the teacher and the senior brother argued loudly, he and his juniors were silent, the teacher was full of anger, and walked away, the senior brother kowtowed nine times, bowed and sent them off, then smiled at them, the seniors, and left , never returned.

But later, when Li Jinshu went to deliver wine to the teacher, he quietly looked back and saw that the teacher was actually drinking with a silent laugh.

In the end, Li Jinshu became Mr. Yan's senior brother, but he actually didn't like the new juniors calling him this title...

Under the maple tree, Yan Jidao suppressed his smile and patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder again, "There are two more things to do today."

He took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong took it curiously, and immediately caught wisps of faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, like orchids and elks, with a long lasting charm.

Somewhat familiar, as if I smelled it somewhere.

Zhao Rong's expression changed.

Yan Jidao said softly: "Mr. Zhu from the academy sent it yesterday, saying that when we returned to the academy, he wanted to apologize to you for some things before. Well, she also said that she liked Ziyu's writing very much and wanted to have a deeper relationship with you." Let's communicate..."

Yan Jidao hesitated to speak, but he still didn't say anything. He looked at Zhao Rong meaningfully.

Mr. Zhu?
In Zhao Rong's mind, he suddenly thought of the Confucian woman who passed by when the senior brother picked him up that day, wearing orchid fragrance on her body, which was the same as the fragrance on this note.

When he heard the words "in-depth communication", Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched. He picked up the folded paper, his expression was a little tangled, and after seeing Yan Jidao's expression, Zhao Rong thought about it and opened it directly. .

Yan Jidao turned sideways slightly, looking away.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong coughed lightly, spread out the paper, glanced away, found that it was a pair, and read it directly.

"Xun Xun Mi is deserted... desolate and miserable."

"Yingying, Yanyan, ups and downs...every year, every evening... Chao Chao."

The more Zhao Rong looked at it, the more strange his expression became. At the end of the reading, he took a closer look at the paper, and hurriedly folded the paper and stuffed it into his sleeve like a god of avoiding plague.

Zhao Rong and Yan Jidao looked at each other helplessly.

What made him avoid it was not the content of this letter. This pair of pairs, that Mr. Zhu was quite right. After all, Zhao Rong himself didn't know what wonderful and appropriate second line was in the upper line that intercepted a certain word. So I made this upper line for that narrow-minded girl just to make it difficult for her. I thought that if she made a second line by then, he would have the initiative, and it didn't matter whether he said it or not.

But now, the second line given by Zhu Weirui did not surprise Zhao Rong much, but this word...

On the paper, these words are ninety percent similar in appearance and three percent in spirit to what Zhao Rong left on the couplet outside the side door of the academy!
Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

He was not afraid that his calligraphy would be learned by this lady, but Zhao Rong was afraid of her fiery enthusiasm.

Regarding Zhu Weirui's affairs, because Zhao Rong often asked Fan Yushu who came to the academy very early these days, he also knew a lot.

These new students originally had six art courses, which they had to learn.

However, now there is another Mr. Calligrapher, this Mr. Zhu, so there is also an additional art.

Zhao Rong is not very afraid of getting involved in some of the criticisms and disputes in the academy caused by this.

just.

Zhao Rong is very, very afraid of making trouble.

Although Zhu Weirui is his teacher, it is almost impossible for them to be together, but what if?
He used his previous regular script skills to write couplets at the gate of the academy before, and it was a last resort for admission to the hospital.

And now no more.

Zhao Rong knew it was narcissistic to think like this, but he had to guard against it.

Because little is the lesson of "blood".

A good man is afraid of women, especially sluts.

Zhao Rong has a deep understanding of this point.

On the way to find a wife, I couldn't help but make a lifelong relationship with Xiaoxiao.

No matter how you talk to Qing Jun now, it is a trouble.

Last night, Qing Jun also said that he would only give him one room, and that would be Qian'er.

What should Xiao Xiao do, Zhao Rong is suffering from a headache now.

If you accidentally provoke a female student from the academy, what's the deal?
Qingjun probably had to peel his skin alive, and while crushing the heart of the sword, he asked her brother Ronger with a smile, whether it is better steamed or deep-fried, or should I eat it raw, pure natural taste Nutrition……

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong trembled.

　Don't worry, it's a girl...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)