i have a sword fairy

Chapter 222 Three Women, Dongli Xiaozhu

Zhao Rong had a headache. He had a good memory and almost had a photographic memory. He could memorize many scores of Guqin music.

As for fingering, Zhao Rong has also practiced it... After controlling his strength, he is quite proficient in fretting the strings carelessly.

Therefore, when playing the guqin, it is not difficult to find out by following the map after memorizing the score.

The difficulty was that he found that he was "tone-deficient", and Yu Huaijin was also aware of this.

Zhao Rong couldn't tell the difference between the strong and weak sounds of the five-tone and twelve-tone rhythm of the guqin.

This caused him to be unable to control the overall rhythm of the piece when he played.

It's like singing a song with all the lyrics, but Zhao Rong's singing is incomplete.

In Mr. Si's art class, the students in the willful class ended with the sound of someone's piano torturing their ears.

All the students dispersed.

In the hallway of the academy, under a lantern, Yu Huaijin stood with his hands up, watching the back of Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu as they left together.

"Huaijin, let's go."

Xiao Hongyu shouted, she followed Li Xueyou, and the two waited for Yu Huaijin.

The three of them are the only three female students in the Zhixing Hall, they live in the same dormitory, and they have a good relationship on weekdays. , and often come and go alone.

Yu Huaijin responded, looked away, turned around with a calm expression, and went to Yu Xiao Hongyu to join them.

Layers of night, a new moon is slowly rising.

The three of Yu Huaijin were walking on the way to the girls' school.

Although in Linlu Academy, male and female students are treated as brothers and sisters without distinction, the dormitories for male and female students are still separated, but the management is not so strict, and they can also visit each other.

"Hey, get out of class is finally over, old lady cough, old student, my ears are almost broken by that Zhao Ziyu." Xiao Hongyu was about to blurt out some words when she caught sight of Yu Huaijin's stern face and turned her head away from the corner of her eye. Change your mouth.

Xiao Hongyu coughed, curled his lips at his two companions, and said, "Huaijin, Xueyou, do you think Zhao Ziyu did it on purpose, according to the score, the bullets can be played like that for him?"

Li Xueyou thought for a while, then shook her head.

Yu Huaijin said softly, "No."

Xiao Hongyu sighed, "That's over, and I don't know how his other arts are. Hey, forget it, why are we so unlucky in the frivolous hall? It's not enough to have Fan Yushu who is good at all arts. Another one."

"Red Fish, a gentleman never speaks behind his back." Yu Huaijin turned her head and said seriously.

Li Xueyou also nodded in agreement.

Xiao Hongyu really wanted to say that my old lady is not a gentleman, but she still said: "The two of you have united again to accuse me of being the only one, okay, it's my fault."

Yu Huaijin turned her head back. She hid her hands in her sleeves and looked at the night scene ahead calmly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Li Xueyou squinted her eyes lightly like a small animal, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. There was some tone on the lips of the timid girl in front of strangers, and she didn't know what she was humming softly.

On the way, the combination of these three people is quite eye-catching, not because of their looks.

Yu Huaijin looks mediocre, while Xiao Hongyu has a pair of red lips and big mouth, with an eye-catching smile, but because of her tall figure and slightly fat face, she can't meet the aesthetics of most men, especially those who like fair ladies and weak Yiren Confucian scholars, and the only one with more eye-catching appearance is Li Xueyou, who looks like the jade next door, who can arouse some men's desire to protect.

The reason why the three of them stand out is because their bodies really don't match.

Yu Huaijin is small, short and thin.

Li Xue is as young as a little lotus, and her figure is like untwisted catkins, slender and slender.

Xiao Hongyu standing in the middle was like a small mountain, tall and strong, and the two companions beside her were doubled, and they couldn't match her alone.

The combination of the three is quite weird.

At this time, they were gradually approaching the Jianjia school where they lived.

Xiao Hongyu looked up at the brightly lit courtyard Xiaoxuan in the distance, and she glanced at Yu Huaijin suddenly.

The companion beside him who likes to hide his exuberant and handsome hands in the wide sleeves always has a serious face, except for slightly frowning and blinking, Xiao Hongyu has almost never seen other expressions.

And when talking to Yu Huaijin, she would also look seriously into each other's eyes.

It's just that if you observe carefully, you will find that her serious eyes are actually Gujing Wubo, and she doesn't cause waves because of anything.

Just like the vast sea will spare no effort to fill up any ditch, but it will not stop for a moment in this ditch.

In fact, Xiao Hongyu is a little afraid of Yu Huaijin, not because of her serious personality like the most rigid and stubborn old master, but because of an inexplicable synaesthesia.

The two have known each other for more than two months since they entered the academy, but Xiao Hongyu felt that standing together with Yu Huaijin, the two were obviously very close, but there seemed to be a layer of separation between them, she didn't know what it was .

But Xiao Hongyu vaguely felt that this barrier seemed to never be overcome, not just her, Xiao Hongyu felt that everyone in the Linlu Academy where she lived could not do it.
"Huaijin, let's have a holiday in a few days. Let's go to Duyou East City together. The mountain market in my hometown is not as lively as Duyou City. I haven't been there yet."

Xiao Hongyu suddenly turned her head and smiled at Yu Huaijin, and she continued:
"I have made an agreement with Xueyou. She happens to be going back home to see her father. We can also go to her house and have a half-local guide. As for wandering around, I heard that there is the largest thatched shop in Wangquezhou in Dongcheng, and my father just sent me a half-year monthly payment, hehe."

"Yeah." Li Xue nodded twice like a young deer, looked at Yu Huaijin with bright eyes, and said in a weak voice: "Huaijin, let's go together."

Yu Huaijin shook her head without hesitation, "You guys go, I still have something to do on the holiday."

Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou looked at each other.

Unlike Li Xueyou whose eyes were slightly lost, Xiao Hongyu was not annoyed either. After all, as expected, she turned to look at Yu Huaijin narrowly, blinked and said:
"Did Han Wenfu from the monastery ask you for 'advice' again?"

Yu Huaijin shook his head.

Xiao Hongyu thought for a while, then nodded in a daze, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot about Fan Yushu, you were giving him extra lessons before sneaking out with Mr. Yan."

She muttered a few words, glanced at Yu Huaijin who did not deny it, and opened her mouth, intending to persuade something, but seeing Yu Huaijin's unchanging face, she still didn't speak.

In Mochi Academy, most of the students in the Six Schools of Integrity, Taoism, Justice, Sincerity, Chongzhi, and Guangye have always regarded the most important thing in their hearts, which is the ceremony of apprenticeship a year later.

A year later, whether the new students go or stay in Linlu Academy depends on whether this ceremony of apprenticeship can be accepted by the gentlemen of the academy, become scholars of the academy, and continue to study in the academy.

There are many conditions and references for the selection of students by the academy masters. In addition to the final products of the grand ceremony assessment, the inspection of students in the past is also very important.

If the school the student is in is among the best, then the students in this school are also easy to attract the attention of the gentlemen.

And according to the academy's past practice, with the same assessment results, the students from the top-ranked schools have higher overall evaluations than the students from the lower-ranked schools.

This is also a disguised form of Mochi Academy to encourage unity among students and competition among schools.

In connection with the environment in which Confucian schools are contending among a hundred schools of thought, it also has the profound meaning of improving the awareness of mutual unity and external competition among Confucian scholars.

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Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu returned to the dormitory together.

The men's school next to Jiquan Pavilion is called Nanxuan.

Among them, the two-person courtyards are small and elegant, and the environment is quiet and peaceful. They are all called small buildings by the students, but they have different prefixes and are named after each other.

Zhao Rong stopped and waved goodbye to Fan Yushu, who lived in a courtyard named Liuyun Xiaozhu a dozen steps away.

This time the two did not live together, after all, Fan Yushu came early and had already assigned roommates.

As for why Jia Tengying has been living alone...

Zhao Rong turned around and was about to knock on the door.

"By the way, Ziyu, your yard is called... Vegetable Garden Xiaozhu."

From behind, Fan Yushu's jokes wafted from afar.

dong dong dong.

Zhao Rong blinked and knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in, the door is unlocked." Jia Tengying's voice came out.

Zhao Rong pushed the door and entered. He walked in a hurry during the day and didn't look carefully. At this time, he looked around and saw the lights in Jia Tengying's house, and he could roughly see two large houses in the courtyard, facing each other from north to south.

At this time, the lights in the north room were still dark, while the lights in the south room had been lit, and Jia Tengying's voice came from it.

Zhao Rong swept his gaze, and saw that most of the dark open space in the courtyard that was not illuminated by lights was covered with dark things in a row and row in a regular manner.

Zhao Rong approached, looked down and found that they were all vegetables grown by farmers at the bottom of the mountain, and there were quite a few varieties.

Zhao Rong looked around, and it was clearly a vegetable garden. No wonder Fan Yushu and the others called it "Vegetable Garden Xiaozhu", which was worthy of the name.

squeak------

At this time, the door of the south room was pushed open, and Jia Tengying came out, just in time to see Zhao Rong under the moon looking down at the vegetable field.

Jia Tengying lowered his head, walked quickly to Zhao Rong, and handed out a small object with both hands.

The sound was muffled.

"Brother Zhao, here is the key to the gate. The key to your house is on the table inside."

Zhao Rong looked at Jia Tengying, but Jia Tengying was facing him, with his back to the south room, and Zhao Rong couldn't see Jia Tengying's expression clearly because of the light from the south room.

He took the key, looked down, and just about to speak, Jia Tengying immediately turned around, walked quickly to the door, locked the courtyard door, and then returned to the house without stopping.

He seemed to keep his head down along the way.

Zhao Rong stood between the vegetable gardens, looked left and right, and then entered the north room.

inside the house.

Zhao Rong lit a candle in front of the desk.

In an empty dark room, a light is on.

He looked around the spacious room, thinking about adding some things to make it look more smokey.

Here is where Zhao Rong will study, sleep and practice frequently in the next year.

He tilted his head, and looked at the vegetable garden outside the window, and the brightly lit house opposite.

After Zhao Rong tidied up, he came to the desk, bent down to fill up the oil lamp, and sat down immediately. He took out a thick book, opened it with the folded leaves, and bowed his head. I read it carefully, no longer the laziness and perfunctory in the music and art class in the afternoon.

This is a Confucian classic called "Erya", one of the thirteen Confucian classics.

Zhao Rong was going to chew through the Thirteen Confucian Classics carefully ten times before speaking.

I will not practice today, because Zhao Rong is currently attacking the Fuyao Realm, but the little red snake that gathers in the meridians in the body every time, after impacting the blocked meridians once, causing it to expand slightly, the breath will weaken a lot , He needs to rest for a few days, recover some innate vitality, and then continue to attack.

At present, Zhao Rong is scheduled to attack once every three days, and the rest of the time when he is not practicing, he will spend all of it on reading...

The lamp on the desk was burning silently.

The night passed quietly, except for the occasional crackling of the flames of oil lamps, there was only the sound of flipping books at intervals.

The moon outside the window slowly climbed to the top and then gradually fell.

The wick of the oil lamp also burned out several times, and was replaced by a slender hand flipping through a book.

Finally, when the wick burned out for the fifth time, Zhao Rong didn't change it anymore, because the skylight falling on the desk from the window was already bright enough to see things vaguely.

Outside the house, insects chirped everywhere.

In front of the book stand, Zhao Rong folded the corner of the book, closed the Confucian classics, leaned back and stretched vigorously.

He pursed his lips and stood up.

With Zhao Rong's martial arts cultivation base of Zhenyi stage who can run Xiao Zhoutian at present, he can't sleep for a day or two, and it doesn't hinder him too much.

He washed his face, picked up the unfinished "Erya", and went out to read in the morning.

It was still early at this time, the genius was slightly bright, and the Nanxuan Academy was quiet, except for Zhao Rong's creaking sound of pushing the door, which seemed quite loud.

When he passed the vegetable field in the yard, he stopped to look around, and his eyes stopped on a clump of mixed flowers growing everywhere on the east side of the yard.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong went out to take a walk by a secluded lake while bowing his head and reading.

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Zhao Rongchen read back.

He pushed open the courtyard door and found that Jia Tengying was squatting on a vegetable field in the courtyard at this moment, lowering his head and fiddled with something. At this moment, when he saw him coming back, Jia Tengying was manipulating the vegetable field without saying a word.

The road back to the house passed right beside him.

Zhao Rong walked towards the house.

Seeing this, Jia Tengying quickly moved the vegetables picked on the road, for fear of blocking Zhao Rong's path.

After he clumsily cleaned up Zhao Rong's vegetables on the way back to the house, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, a pair of feet stopped suddenly.

Zhao Rong squatted down beside Jia Tengying.

next second.

Then he reached out and picked up a green cucumber among the pile of vegetables.

He wiped the cucumber on his sleeve, took a bite, chewed and said with a smile, "Brother Tengying, what is the name of our yard? It must be called Vegetable Garden Xiaozhu."

Jia Tengying stared blankly at Zhao Rong, "No, I didn't take a name, but they all call it Caipu Xiaozhu."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, and immediately got up with the tender and juicy cucumber, and walked to the corner of the east where mixed flowers grew.

He looked down at the eye-catching bright chrysanthemums among the flowers, which were the only bright colors in the yard full of vegetables and fruits.

Zhao Rong raised his hand and took out some bamboo sticks from Xumiwu, which he just picked up after seeing it on the way back.

He inserted bamboo strips along the chrysanthemum bushes to surround the chrysanthemums in a protective way.

Insert bamboo as a fence.

After inserting it, Zhao Rong clapped his hands, picked up the cucumber and took another bite, looked down at the chrysanthemums under the fence, and suddenly turned his head to Jia Tengying and said with a smile:
"Why don't we call it... Dongli Xiaozhu?"

Jia Tengying, who was squatting on the vegetable field surrounded by a pile of vegetables, stared at Zhao Rong in a daze. At this time, in his vision, there was a round of early sun rising behind Zhao Rong, which stretched his shadow for a long, long time .

The new roommate held a half-gnawed cucumber in his hand, surrounded by a bush of gorgeous chrysanthemums, and smiled brightly.

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