i have a sword fairy

Chapter 228 Don't Fall into My Hands
In the face of Yu Huaijin, who refuses to eat hard and soft, Zhao Rong chooses... to make allowances for the time being.

At this moment, like Yu Huaijin, he sat at the stone table in the courtyard with a straight face, silently looking at the guqin named "Jiuxiao Yunpei" in front of him.

After Yu Huaijin rejected Zhao Rong's "temptation of cucumbers", she heard the voice of Jia Tengying shouting excitedly in the vegetable garden, and went to the vegetable field in the yard.

Yu Huaijin accepted the cucumbers that Jia Tengying had picked for her, and saluted respectfully as a thank you, Jia Tengying quickly waved back the salute.

At this moment, she folded her hands and returned to the stone table.

Yu Huaijin glanced at Zhao Rong's expression, didn't say anything, but always kept an eye on the small white porcelain bowl on the ground in the center of the courtyard, which was filled with light red tea wine.

Seeing her return, Zhao Rong curled his lips, raised his hand suddenly, and played the guqin randomly, the sound was very noisy, and the stone table was close to the east wall where the courtyard gate was, so the noise could be heard far away.

Yu Huaijin frowned slightly, and suddenly raised her hand to stop him: "Wait a moment, Brother Zhao."

Zhao Rong's crazy piano technique stopped, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Why, brother Yu has felt the sound of the piano below, and wants to learn?"

Yu Huaijin glanced at him, but didn't reply, she walked up to the qin, stretched out her finger again, and hooked the strings.

Zheng———!
This is her third chord ringing today.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Zhao Rong glanced around curiously.

It was still very quiet inside and outside the yard, and there was no sound from other places.

Nothing seems to have changed.

The parade still exists.

Yu Huaijin said softly, "Brother Zhao, please continue."

Zhao Rong shrugged, didn't bother, bowed his head, and continued his crazy piano skills.

However, Yu Huaijin's mind relaxed a little, and she no longer paid attention to the small white porcelain bowl in the middle of the yard.

Just now, her third sound of the piano narrowed the scope of the ceremony, no longer covering most of Nanxuan Academy.

Because of this, it was already halfway through the morning, and the morning sun rose above the branches. In the school, students from other small buildings were going out one after another, and there were many people coming and going. Although the ritual formation was always controlled by Yu Huaijin's mind, it did not affect other unrelated students. , but after all, it is a bit troublesome and distracting.

Therefore, it would save trouble for her to shrink the ceremony array to the size of Dongli Xiaozhu's courtyard now.

As for why he didn't withdraw, apart from the fact that Zhao Rong was deliberately looking for trouble, and the loud piano sound might affect the students in Xiaozhu, Yu Huaijin still had some things to go out, so he didn't When it's time to withdraw.

As it is now, it's not bad, there is no sound from outside, Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu can study and practice piano in Dongli small building, and the sound of Zhao Rong's piano can't be heard from the wall.

Unless people outside are very close to Dongli Xiaozhu, for example, they are at the gate of the courtyard and are about to knock on the door, or they are close to the east wall, otherwise no sound can be transmitted, and no sound from the courtyard can be heard.

Yu Huaijin raised her hand, stood in front of the stone table, lowered her eyes and said nothing, thinking about going to see the teacher for a while, she has been busy for a while.

Moreover, for the next mid-month exam, the teacher's art is more critical, and it may even be the winning point of the whimsical hall.

Among the six classes in the academy, none of the classes was significantly better than the other classes in the art of the teacher, widening the gap. In the last mid-month exam, the results of the six classes in this art were average, and they were all so-so, or even weak. In the words of the teacher, the writing made her dizzy and headache. There are very few papers that can be read carefully. The teacher has tried to give them higher marks.
Yu Huaijin remembered that the teacher had a rare playful joke at that time, saying that after grading their papers, she would probably be ten years older. After this year, the twelve mid-month exams will make her age two years old.

Yu Huaijin frowned slightly. She didn't master this art very well... At this moment, the sound of Zhao Rong playing the piano rang in her ears. She turned her head slightly, her eyes were still.

"Brother Zhao played "Yi Lan Cao" well this time, a little better than before. From this point of view, it is necessary to play repeatedly."

The names of Guqin music are generally called XX Chang, or What Yin, What Nong and XX Cao. The widely spread Guqin music includes "Five Tune, Nine Yin and Twelve Exercises", and "Yi Lan Cao" is one of them. It is rumored to be Written by Confucian sages, it is a must-practice repertoire for Confucian scholars in Jiuzhou.

Hearing Yu Huaijin's earnest praise, Zhao Rong felt that he had been insulted. He was already playing the ball very carefully, and his fingertips were extremely strong. There was no priority. The "Jiuxiao Yunpei" was damaged, so it was broken.

It's a pity that the guqin made by that bastard is simply too strong.

However, the eye of the big formation that shut him was in his hand, but he couldn't break through it. Zhao Rong was a little depressed, and now he heard Yu Huaijin's praise, these words penetrated into his ears, like Are you asking him "Didn't you eat, your strength is so weak?", "Speak up, if you didn't hear it, you didn't hear it"...

Zhao Rong glared at Yu Huaijin.

Her expression is calm.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath, then continued to lower his head in the next second, competing with this cloud pendant, I couldn't believe it...

However, not long after, Yu Huaijin nodded after listening for a while, and said in a serious tone:

"Brother Zhao is in good spirits. It's the same as Brother Tengying's remedial lessons before. However, there are still some deficiencies in fingering and not flexible enough. You have to learn a lot from Brother Tengying on this point."

Learn fingering from Brother Tengying?

Zhao Rong raised his head expressionlessly, and just looked at Yu Huaijin quietly without speaking.

Yu Huaijin glanced at Zhao Rong who was reacting strangely with a little curiosity, but she didn't care, instead she stepped forward, took the paper and pen from Fan Yushu, and put them beside Zhao Rong's hand.

Yu Huaijin said softly, "Originally, this stage after mastering the piano music is to practice circles. Circle the difficult phrases in the music passages and practice them further."

Her words paused, and she glanced at Zhao Rong, "However, since you have incomplete pronunciation and difficulty in mastering the rhythm, it's better to practice the whole piece repeatedly. If you play a lot, you can always find the sound."

Yu Huaijin pointed at the pen and paper next to Zhao Rong, and said casually, "From now on, every time you play it, draw a stroke on it to draw orthographic characters, um, let's draw a hundred orthographic characters today."

One hundred orthographic characters, five hundred qin melodies.

Zhao Rong's hand that touched the string trembled slightly.

He looked up at the sky, and the early autumn sun had just risen.

Zhao Rong smiled lightly, "Okay."

Yu Xuanji, Yu Huaijin, remember, don't fall into my hands!
-------

The gate of Linlu Academy.

The couplet of "Lonely and talented, and prosperous here" hangs on both sides.

Today is a holiday, and it is rare that it is a clear and clear day in autumn, and there are people coming and going at the gate.

Scholars of the Academy, students of Mochi, and famous Confucian scholars who came to visit the Academy from thousands of miles away, are bustling and bustling.

At this moment, a group of academicians with jade walls and elegant temperament stepped out of the gate and walked out.

There are more than ten people in this group, led by three people, walking in the front, talking and laughing.

One of the three leaders was a tall man with a face like a jade crown, with a somewhat long face, but his appearance was Zhouzheng. He was Li Jinshu, the big disciple of Mr. Yan.

At this moment, he was listening to the words of the peers around him, with a gentle smile, but there was some helplessness in his eyes.

Next to Li Jinshu, the two companions headed by him, like him, are the disciples of the two academy masters who are familiar with Mr. Yan,
Today, the three of them, with their juniors, are going to participate in the autumn climbing poetry meeting held by a certain poetry club in the academy.

Originally, according to Li Jinshu's temperament, he seldom or even hardly took the initiative to participate. In the past, he only felt that these social gatherings were troublesome. He might as well stay in the house to study the scriptures, or go to Zunjing Pavilion to read books for a day, or Serve before the teacher.

However, what makes Li Jinshu helpless is that since they came back from the Taiqing Mansion with the teacher, the teacher's attitude towards him seems to be a bit strange. It is strict, but it is not. Just like today, he is following the teacher's order. If you have to come out to relax, and participate in the climbing poetry meeting, the teacher may not allow you to stay behind closed doors all day.

But let’s say it’s loose, it doesn’t count. In the past, I still did a lot of chores for the teacher, and there are a lot of new things, such as receiving the teacher’s order, I have to go to the Mochi Academy to watch the studies of the juniors. .

Moreover, Li Jinshu encountered some doubts in his studies recently and asked his teacher. The teacher explained to him more and more carefully, and would examine him several times to make sure that he did not pretend to understand, and many things were much stricter.

Li Jinshu sighed slightly, a little troubled, but for some reason, he had a vague feeling that it had something to do with the new junior brother.

Li Jinshu is very kind to this junior brother from his hometown, but although the junior brother looks calm, his temper is also a bit jumpy, and occasionally he is too sharp, which makes Li Jinshu a little worried. Don't worry too much.

At this moment, a thin-faced scholar standing side by side with Li Jinshu turned his head and laughed.

"Jin Shu, why are you in a daze, are you thinking about that beauty from Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion again?"

Another round-faced scholar who was side by side also turned his head to answer the words, and said with a smile:
"I heard from some Nian brothers that a few days ago, that Fairy Ye came to look for Jinshu, haha, good Li Jinshu, I see you with a serious appearance all day long, I didn't expect you to be a fake prudence, I went to the Taiqing Mansion, and actually kidnapped a fairy back from our academy, not bad."

Li Jinshu came back to his senses, was taken aback when he heard the words, and hurriedly explained: "Brother Cheng, Brother Xu, don't get me wrong, Fairy Ye and I are just pen pals now, and the exchange of letters is just to discuss the knowledge of poems and articles, not what you think. It's a matter between men and women, she came to look for me a few days ago, and it was just..."

The thin-faced scholar called Brother Cheng interrupted: "I know, we all know, Brother Nian doesn't need to explain so much, cough cough."

The scholar surnamed Cheng turned his head and looked at the scholar surnamed Xu, both of them had smiles in their eyes.

The scholar surnamed Xu sighed, "Oh, when my husband can go to the Taiqing Mansion to give lectures."

The scholar surnamed Cheng smiled when he heard the words, glanced at the plump scholar surnamed Xu, said a few words, and demolished him.

Seeing this, Li Jinshu at the side was a little speechless, he couldn't laugh or cry, and was quiet for a moment.Some words are brewing in my heart, and I am going to explain again, so I can't ruin Miss Ruoxi's innocence.

At this moment, a group of them are passing the gate and walking down the steps, and there are many passers-by around.

At this moment, the scholar surnamed Cheng, who turned his head to talk and laugh, paused, and he did not know when he stared straight behind the scholar surnamed Xu.

He looked past Li Jinshu and the others, and looked to the left of the gate, which was the concierge of the academy where guests were received and registered.

The scholar surnamed Cheng couldn't move his eyes for a while.

Be attracted by a landscape.

The scholar surnamed Xu immediately noticed the abnormality of his companion. He turned his head to look to the other side, and his eyes also passed Li Jinshu.

"What are you looking at, Brother Cheng, you..."

In the next second, his words gradually stopped at the beginning, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his eyes were caught by the beautiful figure standing outside the porter's room.

The abnormal behavior of the two quickly attracted the attention of Li Jinshu and the juniors behind them.

Li Jinshu saw that the gazes of the two younger brothers passed him by ignoring them.

Li Jinshu frowned and looked back.

I saw that outside the gatehouse not far behind him, there was a woman standing alone like a lotus, with her hands folded in front of her body, holding a brocade box, looking forward, talking to the gatekeeper of the academy.

The woman's blue hair was high, revealing a white and slender neck, like a white swan, her eyes were long and narrow, with a pool of autumn water, facing the side of their face, there was a tear mole dotted under her eyes, and it was also lit up. The whole flower face is amazing at first glance, refined at second glance, and unforgettable at third glance.

The woman is tall and graceful, and she is standing in a corner outside the gate at the moment, but she has attracted the attention of many people, and the eyes of the passing men unconsciously glance at her.

Li Jinshu saw the stunning woman's side face clearly, and was slightly taken aback, "Siblings and sisters of concubine Ling..."

(End of this chapter)