i have a sword fairy

Chapter 223 You are not allowed to leave

The course arrangement in Mochi Academy is relatively loose.

There are one or two art classes per day, but one class usually lasts for one morning or one afternoon.

I heard from Jia Tengying that sometimes the gentlemen give lectures at night on a whim.

On the second day, Zhao Rong and Jia Tengying went to the reckless classroom for class together, and met Yu Huaijin outside the door of the reckless hall.

The same as when Zhao Rong saw her yesterday, Yu Huaijin had a straight face, with an unchanging expressionless face. She put her hands in her sleeves and stood quietly in the lobby at the entrance. grooming.

Yu Huaijin's thin figure was in stark contrast to the spacious doorway, but none of the students who entered the frank hall dared to ignore her, and they all bowed three steps away from Yu Huaijin to salute.

And she also took the trouble to return the gift.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at this old-fashioned and boring woman, and prepared to salute and start with the active Jia Tengying.

"Morning, Senior Yu." The two said.

Yu Huaijin looked away from Zhao Rong for a while, and she saluted Jia Tengying alone: ​​"Brother Jia, you go in first."

After saying that, Yu Huaijin turned her head and stared at Zhao Rong and the regular clothes on him with calm eyes. Although the thick autumn clothes were not so asymmetrical in the sleeves, the overall pattern was not very regular.

But it seems that the workmanship is very fine, because it was carefully ironed bit by bit by the weaver, it looks like a piece of clothing that has not been cut, and there are no traces of needlework, it is completely natural.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows. Facing Yu Huaijin, who was fearful in the eyes of most willful students, he did not flinch, but looked at her.

Jia Tengying on the side looked back and forth at Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin, his dark face was a little anxious. When he went out in the morning, he said that he had reminded Zhao Rong, but the latter just smiled and did not speak.

Jia Tengying gritted his teeth, and instead of following the orders of the old-fashioned woman in front of him to leave as in the past, he bit the bullet and said to her:
"Senior Yu, when I woke up this morning, brother Ziyu helped me tidy up the vegetable garden. I wasted time, we hurried out, and he forgot to put on school clothes. Senior, brother Ziyu tomorrow"

"I won't wear it tomorrow." Zhao Rong interrupted without turning his head. He kept smiling and looked at Yu Huaijin who was frowning slightly.

"Brother Ziyu, hey, you." Jia Tengying looked at Zhao Rong anxiously.

Yu Huaijin finally opened her mouth. She looked into Zhao Rong's eyes seriously, and said word by word: "Students in the willful class must wear student uniforms in the academy, and they must be neatly dressed."

Zhao Rong nodded and said, "I can abide by the latter one, but I can't abide by the first one."

His tone was sure.

Yu Huaijin's eyes were faintly oppressive, and he spat out two words from his pursed mouth.

"reason."

The gaze of Yu Huaijin, who was so terrified even Jia Tengying, who was watching from the side, had no effect on Zhao Rong. He withdrew his smile, looked down at the warm autumn clothes on his body, and her smiling face appeared in his mind again.

Zhao Rong said sincerely, "In autumn, you have to wear autumn clothes."

Even if it is already half of the people on the mountain.

There is no reason, because this is what Qing Jun said.

Yu Huaijin narrowed her eyes a little, looked at Zhao Rong's firm eyebrows, "You can wear autumn clothes inside."

Zhao Rong shook his head and refused, "It's not the reason, it's the rigid rules you imposed on the candid hall, and I have no obligation or affection to wrong myself to make do with you."

The eyes of the two were deadlocked in the air for a while.

The atmosphere outside the willful hall is a bit frozen, like spring water that is gradually freezing, no longer the freshness and coolness of the air in the morning. Anyway, Jia Tengying thinks so.

The two who were just "stalemate" didn't feel that way.

At least Zhao Rong didn't feel too depressed. After all, they are all scholars in the academy, and they still have to convince people with reasoning. No matter how hard they stare, they won't roll up their sleeves and start a fight, right?
Zhao Rong blinked, and looked up and down Yu Huaijin's calm expression. There was no wave in her eyes, she just looked at him quietly, didn't speak, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Yu Huaijin's attitude of being unable to guess his thoughts and emotions may be thought by many willful students as unfathomable, but Zhao Rong doesn't think so.

She looked at the yellow-haired girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, even if she had a deep temper, where could she be so deep?Now that he is like this, he may not be pretending to be an adult.

Zhao Rong is not afraid of Yu Huaijin.

However, if it's [-] in case, this Yu Huaijin was irritated by him and couldn't help but attack him. Zhao Rong is not afraid. Although he never hits women, he can't be "beat back" Bullying isn't it?
It should be possible to do the backhand uniform, but you must also pay attention to your hands and feet, so that you can't have any accidental physical contact. If you get caught by her, it's a good idea to cut your hands backwards. She is so short, and when the time comes one Holding both of her wrists, you can lift them up, like pulling a carrot, to see if she can keep a straight face...

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong looked at the thin and small body of the woman in front of him again, thinking that it was a sure win.

But he was also a little worried, worried that "the young ones will become old ones". After all, Zhao Rong was still deeply impressed by the fact that Yu Huaijin randomly took out the "ordinary guqin" from his sleeve yesterday.

The other willful students don't know the mystery of the ordinary guqin, but Zhao Rong has the guidance of the sword spirit. Although the sword spirit is a bit arrogant and arrogant, his experience and insight are still convincing.

However, if there is a situation of "calling someone if you can't beat it"
Zhao Rong folded his hands behind his back, slightly crooked the corners of his mouth, and squinted at Yu Huaijin who had been silently looking at him.

Zhao Rong only felt that, as an elegant and easy-going scholar who holds sage books in his hands, it is still necessary to talk to her, a little girl, about martial arts.

Finally, as for whether this Yu Huaijin might be a woman whose cultivation level is several times higher than that of Zhao Rong, the kind who can subdue him with one finger.

Zhao Rong pouted, is it possible?Wouldn't it be good to go directly to the four mansions of the Taiqing to practice if you really have such a talent for evildoers who are above the Grand Realm at the age of sixteen or seventeen?Just like Qingjun.

As a woman, why do you want to study Confucianism and Taoism in a thankless way.

And if it wasn't for these things, it was only at the Ascension to Heaven Realm, or even at the Fuyao Realm, Zhao Rong felt that being approached by a pure martial artist with his current physique, it would be better not to struggle, maybe he would be able to catch him without a fight. It can tie a beautiful bow when you tie it up.

As the two looked at each other, Zhao Rong was thinking about it.

The confrontation between him and Yu Huaijin outside the willful hall, as time went by, also attracted the attention of the students in the willful hall, and some gradually increasing noise spread outside the door.

At this moment, Yu Huaijin, who had been staring at Zhao Rong with a calm expression, suddenly turned around, walked into the candid hall with a straight face and said nothing, as if Zhao Rong, who couldn't wear a school uniform, was helpless, so he acquiesced and refused ignored.

Looking at the woman's back, Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in his heart that it was true, but he didn't mean to be embarrassed.

Yu Huaijin's reasoning indeed made sense, but Zhao Rong also had his reasoning, so he didn't settle for it.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong smiled at Jia Tengying, who breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off his cold sweat, but he couldn't help but glance at Yu Huaijin in the hall, and sighed slightly in his heart.

The two entered the hall and started today's art class...

Time flies by.

The confrontation between a certain man and woman outside the door of the candid hall that morning seems to have passed.

For the next two days, Zhao Rong spent his studies in peace.

Go to class during the day, light up the lamp at night to study the Confucian classics of "Erya". When the day comes, when the innate vitality has recovered a bit, I will have an impact on the meridians in the body. In the morning, I will pick a cucumber and go for a walk by the lakeside for morning reading. When I come back, I will help Jia Tengying , tidy up the vegetable garden...

Zhao Rong took a few more art classes from different gentlemen. Although he hadn't taken all the six arts, he also met several art masters.

All have different styles.

For example, what impresses Zhao Rong is that Mr. Hua Yi is a burly and hulking man with a height of nine feet, but he wears a gentle Confucian shirt and holds a paintbrush in his hand. He likes to take them into a painting during class Learn to paint among the scrolls.

Mr. Chess is quite normal, with a free and easy temperament. He likes to sit in front of the chessboard and gently pinch a chess piece. With a smile on his lips, he looks at the students and jokes, "Don't look down, look at the chessboard."

Because his chessboard is set in the cloud.

These two art masters are Confucian monks with a high level, different from Mr. Le Yisi, who is a mortal, who can take the students of the willful hall to the small world of picture scrolls, or take a scroll with a big sleeve to bring everyone together. Roam above the sea of ​​clouds.

As for Mr. Shi Fu, Mr. Jing Yi, Mr. Li Yi, and Mr. Zhu Yi, who Zhao Rong had a headache to meet, I haven't seen him yet.

Because, the rest day has arrived, Zhao Rong finally had time to go to Duyou City for a stroll.

…………

Holiday, early morning.

The sky was still cloudy and pitch black.

Inside the Nanxuan Academy, there was silence.

Outside the courtyard that had just been renamed Dongli Xiaozhu, a black shadow entered over the wall.

boom.

The sound is soft.

The black shadow flipped into the courtyard lightly, landed cautiously, and then sneaked towards Youran's lit north room.

The dark figure sneaked up to the lighted window and quietly stretched out a hand.

Squeak-!
The door of the North House was suddenly opened, and Zhao Rong's helpless voice came out.

"Fan Yushu, what are you doing?"

How is it the same as being a thief?
Zhao Rong was speechless.

The sneaky black shadow trembled suddenly, the black shadow, no, Fan Yushu, turned around quickly, walked on tiptoes, and hurriedly stepped forward to push Zhao Rong into the room.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Rong turned his head.

"Hush, don't make a sound, Ziyu, keep your voice down, keep your voice down!"

When the two entered the room, Fan Yushu turned around and closed the door gently, trying not to make the slightest sound.

Looking at the back of Fan Yushu bent over and tilting his butt because he closed the door carefully, Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

Today is the holiday once every ten days, and yesterday he asked Fan Yushu to guide him in Duyou City. Zhao Rong failed to go last time, so there should be no other delays this time.

As for Zhao Rong's request, Fan Yushu of course agreed with all his mouth, and repeatedly asked Zhao Rong to wait for him in the house and not to go out casually.

Zhao Rong didn't know why, but he agreed.

However, what Zhao Rong didn't expect was that Fan Yushu came so early.

He was also sneaky like a thief. If he hadn't been familiar with Soi Ying and knew that Soi Ying was Fan Yushu, he would have dealt with it as a thief.

"What are you doing here so early? Could it be that there is something lively going on in the early morning in Duyou City?"

Zhao Rong looked at his classmates and friends curiously.

At this time, there were only the two of them in the house.

Fan Yushu said unhappily: "It's not because of you. Yu Huaijin didn't pursue the homework, but you sold me back. Today is a holiday. This old girl will definitely come to make up for me. Supervisor I study, if she catches me, I won’t be able to play today.”

He patted Zhao Rong's shoulder and exhaled, "I really sacrificed too much and took such a big risk to lead the way for brother Ziyu, Ziyu, if I get caught accidentally later You must speak for me, don't let Yu Huaijin kill me alive."

Zhao Rong casually patted Fan Yushu's hand on his shoulder, are you sure you didn't want to go out to play?

"Yushu, can you still not trust me?"

Zhao Rong walked to the desk while shaking his head and closed "Er Ya". He had been reading under the lamp in the first half of the morning before, and then he just came out when he heard Fan Yushu's slight movement.

Fan Yushu nodded slightly, sat at the table, and poured a cup of tea.

Zhao Rong packed some things again, clapped his hands, turned around and said:
"I'm ready, if you're okay, let's go."

Fan Yushu picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank it down. It was obviously a cup of tea, but he drank it with the generosity and solemnity of "the wind is rustling and the water is cold", as if this trip was going to the execution ground.

Fan Yushu wiped his mouth, "Let's go!"

Proud and dry cloud.

The two pushed open the door and walked out. It was still Fan Yushu who rushed to open and close the door, keeping his voice to a very low level.

Zhao Rong waited for Fan Yushu to close the door, he looked around the courtyard, it was pitch black,
The two walked towards the courtyard door.

"Let's keep our voices down, walk quietly, leave the academy, board the carriage that I have arranged for a long time, and then we can escape, haha, I don't know that old girl Yu Huaijin came to look for me during the day, after knowing that I left, What a reaction!"

Zhao Rong shook his head, but did not answer Fan Yushu's embarrassing words.

At this moment, he suddenly found something "squirming" in the darkness of the courtyard gate, about to break through the darkness and turn into a butterfly.

"Don't leave, I have to make up lessons today."

Yu Huaijin's voice sounded.

She came from the darkness, her figure appeared, raised her hands, and walked slowly to the gate of the courtyard, standing still, blocking the way of Zhao Rong and the others.

The moment Yu Huaijin's voice sounded, Fan Yushu froze instantly.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong coughed lightly, glanced at Fan Yushu whose eyes were gradually widening, and said suddenly: "Senior Yu, brother Yushu is too shameful, and he wants to sneak out to play again, no matter how much I persuade him, he won't." Listen, if you say stop me again, you will break up with me, Huh, Senior Yu, fortunately you showed up in time, but don't let him run away."

As he spoke, he smiled and walked forward, preparing to bypass Yu Huaijin and push the door out.

Yu Huaijin suddenly said, "You are not allowed to leave either."

Zhao Rong paused.

(End of this chapter)