i have a sword fairy

Chapter 273 The Sun Is Round And... Square

The study room is already in the deep place among the orchid bushes, but the west window is out of the way, and it is even more remote.

You have to make a big circle from the door of the study, and generally no one will come.

Outside the west window, there were originally a few secluded orchids, which were the private scenery where Zhu Yourong rested his chin in a daze or seduced his eyes when he was free to practice calligraphy.

But now, a guy who never expected to appear suddenly without a trace of defense, through the west window, saw her private scenery...

The bright sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and hit the west window of Lan Xuan's study obliquely.

It also spread obliquely on the two men and women inside and outside the west window.

But it didn't melt the frozen and embarrassing air, instead Zhao Rong felt that there was nowhere to hide, and everything was clearly visible.

If nothing else, he was caught by someone on the spot.

In other words, if I said that I just came here and didn't see anything, would you believe it?
At this time, the two looked at each other.

Zhao Rong was staring unblinkingly at the staring willow eyes of the woman in Confucian shirts. His expression was stiff, and he lifted his right foot quietly a moment ago, ready to sneak aside, feeling that there was nowhere to put it.

Neither is falling, nor is it continuing to slip away without incident.

Zhao Rong suddenly wanted to raise his hand and touch his nose to ease the embarrassment, but he quickly woke up and canceled this movement.

Cough cough, did you see anything strange again?Anyway, I didn't see anything strange, I touched my fart's nose...

When Zhao Rong was thinking wildly, in the west window, in front of the desk... No... To be precise, Zhu Yourong, who was pressing the case, was tilting his head. His round eyes, which were originally round, slowly recovered, and the curved eyes were narrow and long. Like two willow leaves in early spring.

The woman in the Confucian shirt narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully scrutinizing the bastard's expression outside the window, not missing any sign of it.

Under Zhu Yourong's gradually becoming creepy eyes, Zhao Rong knew that there was not much time left for him.

Then pretend you didn't see anything and say hello?Well, that's not bad, she won't be forced to ask me why I'm blind, will she?

The dubious one must find an excuse first, quickly run back to the house to corset his chest, hide the extra things here, and then come out to test him by insinuating, but... I just want to kill him and refuse to admit it, Zhu Yourong You can't put a knife on my neck, can you?She is a woman and a gentleman in name, so she must be ashamed to say so, that's fine...

It's just that it's more natural to say hello, it's not a big problem, this young master is good at it.

Zhao Rong felt that his thinking had never been so clear, and he secretly praised his witty head.

In front of the west window, the young Confucian scholar suddenly smiled and said:
"Hey, what a coincidence, Zhu Yourong, are you here?"

The tone was as flat as ever.

The Confucian woman stared at his smiling face, was quiet for a while, and nodded slightly.

The young Confucian scholar looked around, with a surprised tone, "I didn't expect this road to come here. I just knocked on your door and saw that you didn't answer, so I went around..."

The woman in the Confucian shirt remained calm, but the gaze she stared at Zhao Rong was not so oppressive.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt the pressure was greatly relieved, and he smiled brightly, "Haha, the sun here is so bright."

Zhu Yourong's face suddenly changed.

The corners of Zhao Rong's eyes twitched, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, I mean, the sun in the sky is brighter than the previous few days, it's bigger, and, and... and square..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Zhu Yourong: "..."

Zhao Rong closed his mouth tightly.

Zhu Yourong took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, and Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.

In the next second, she put down the brush that was almost dripping dry, and straightened her upper body. At the same time, she turned her back, but she didn't let anyone see too much of the round and square sun.

However, Zhao Rong could still see from the back that the Confucian shirt on Zhu Yourong's body was obviously tighter than before, and some places were propped up, but the suddenly compact Confucian shirt also showed her slender waist and fragrant shoulders. Round and round, as sharp as the back of the show.

Zhu Yourong supported the edge of the table with one hand, and clenched his sleeves tightly with the other. With his back to Zhao Rong, he couldn't see his face, and was quiet for a while.

I don't know if the picturesque eyebrows and eyes are slightly furrowed, or if the exhaled lips are bitten with white marks?
Suddenly, a gentle and clear voice came from the window to the outside.

"Chen... Ann, Zhao Ziyu, don't run around like that next time."

Zhao Rong's right foot, which had no place to rest, finally landed on the ground. He nodded quickly, and found that she was turning her back as if she couldn't see her, and said with a serious voice and a rare respectful tone: "Mr. Never dare again, even if the sun..."

Zhao Rong quickly stopped, wanting to slap his mouth hard a few times, but couldn't help but get involved in the sun, what was he thinking?Miss the sun?think…

Zhu Yourong resisted the urge to close the window, she raised her hand and pressed her chest, she lowered her eyes and remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Outside the window, Zhao Rong was also silent for a while, and suddenly smiled brightly, "Zhu Yourong, haven't you finished writing the words on your case? Don't worry, leave me alone and continue writing. I'll stroll around and enjoy the orchids .”

When the words fell, he turned around, ready to disappear for a while, to give the woman in the house some time to 'Zhou Xuan', for example... close the west window, shut off the sun...

Zhao Rong took a few steps, looked left and right at the elegant place full of orchids, and turned sideways onto a small path.

"and many more."

Suddenly, another voice came from the west window behind him.

Zhao Rong stopped, turned his head curiously, and said, "What's the matter with Mr. Zhu? Eh..."

In an instant, his words stopped, just because of the scene in front of him.

Elegant casement, a woman in a Confucian shirt with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a few beautiful orchids outside the window, and the pale golden morning sun bring some warmth to this picture. Of course, there are also " Great 'view.

I saw that in the west window not far away, Zhu Yourong, who had avoided his sight before, had turned around and was facing Zhao Rong, staring at him with complicated eyes.

Zhao Rong coughed, and was about to turn around and look no evil, but the next second, the Confucian woman in the western window suddenly said: "I will write the words later, Ziyu come in first."

Zhao Rong was startled, and glanced at her expression.

Zhu Yourong's expression had returned to calm, and he met his gaze as usual.

Zhao Rong said vaguely: "It's okay, I can wait a little longer, just in time to enjoy the orchids and cultivate my sentiments."

Zhu Yourong didn't speak, but at this moment, her eyes were open, her waist and shoulders were straight, slim, and the scenery happened to be in a magnificent place, which was exposed to the early morning sun without any shyness, and reflected in Zhao Rong's eyes. In the bright eyes.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and nodded.

Afterwards, Zhu Yourong went to the door to open it, and led Zhao Rong into the study with a calm expression.

During this period, Zhao Rong has been looking at this woman who is not twitching with admiration, but when he followed her into the room, Zhu Yourong's white neck and ears infected by the morning glow still let him know the woman in front of him It may not be as generous and indifferent as it seems on the surface now.

The two came to the desk.

Zhao Rong said directly, "Zhu Yourong, it was half a decade ago that I took the liberty to visit the door today. According to our agreement that day, I can come to you for a cup of hot tea in the middle of the day. Now the time is up...how are you preparing?"

Under his hopeful gaze, Zhu Yourong was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth curled up, and he was about to speak. The woman in front of him who made it difficult for him to look away raised her hand, "I've already got the well water, but...Ziyu don't worry."

Zhu Yourong squinted and smiled, turned around slowly, walked to the desk, raised her head and winked at him, with a teasing tone:
"Mr. Zhao helped You Rong lead two schools, but it was a blessing. However, did you miss a student?"

Zhao Rong looked puzzled, "Who is it? Every class, Yu Huaijin and Gu Yiwu said that everyone was present, and I also counted every class, and no one was absent..."

However, under Zhu Yourong's playful gaze, Zhao Rong's voice gradually became low.

He glanced at the demure and elegant woman in front of the table speechlessly, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Zhu is joking, I dare not take it. Also, just call me Tzuyu, the word 'Mr.' can't bear it."

Zhu Yourong shook her head, she didn't look down at Zhao Rong, but stared at the wet ink on the table.

"Ziyu, don't be humble. We have known each other for a long time. If you add the days of friendship, we are already very familiar. Ziyu should not be as polite as outsiders. You know, look around, calligraphy together This is in decline, there is no one before, no one to come after, and there are very few people of the same way, but in this academy at the end of the world, I am very happy to meet Ziyu... You Rong... So, don't be too polite and evasive .”

Zhu Yourong lowered her eyes, she must be focusing heavily on the crescent's head.

Zhao Rong also lowered his eyelids, staring at the words on the table, without making a sound.

Zhu Yourong raised her head and smiled sweetly, breaking the silence that might be coming again, "Ziyu, come and help me see if the word '正' is written with your charm."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and walked to the table, but he stopped being coy and rigid, and leaned in front of the sticker. The two of them got very close, and looked at the words on the paper together.

Zhu Yourong's meaning in the words just now is very simple, that is to define the relationship between the two of them as just people of the same path, and when they get along, they can just be treated as 'dao friends'.

A daughter is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find.

Now in private, she is a woman, a respected and noble lady from the academy, a first-class scholar of Confucianism, and if she is right, she is still a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, and she no longer guards those outsiders. Instead of the etiquette in front of him, he treated Zhao Rong as a fellow friend and treated each other frankly.

If Zhao Rong, a big man, is still embarrassed about this or that, thinking that the other party has that kind of mind, it would be too petty and narcissistic. Besides, Zhao Rong himself has no idea of ​​​​developing in that direction, so It is also a clear conscience to teach her calligraphy and brushwork with sincerity.

At this time, Zhao Rong carefully studied Zhu Yourong's writing for a while, nodded slightly, and couldn't help but said: "Shan, you... How long have you been writing this?"

He raised his eyes to look at the other side of the table, reached out his hand and turned over the piles of handwriting practice flower curtain paper neatly piled up like a hill on the side of the table, and saw that there were no less than a thousand sheets of writing on just one "Zheng" character that he learned from him.

Each sheet is covered with dense ink-colored lowercase letters, which can make the scalp numb for those who are afraid of densely packed calligraphy. However, the unique beauty and elegance of Zhu Yourong's female calligraphy can slightly relieve the monotony. Anyway, in Zhao Rong's eyes, it is pleasing to the eye , although they are all orthographic, a bit weird...

Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong's side face, she was concentrating on the words, biting her lip, wondering what she was thinking, and said in a nonchalant tone:

"I didn't count, I just kept writing and writing until I was satisfied... By the way, Ziyu, please help me read this word, I always feel that it is not handled well, especially its pointing method, I I feel that it is too delicate, which destroys the style of the whole sentence. And this character, its long cursive..."

Zhu Yourong put a few pieces of fragrant flower curtain paper in front of Zhao Rong, rolled up his sleeves, and pointed a few places.

When it comes to calligraphy, it is difficult for her to stop, and all other things and topics are left behind.

Zhao Rong looked around and found that among the characters she pointed out, there were simple but difficult characters for 'Zhi', complex characters for 'Qian', and so on.

Zhao Rong explained a bit, and he would take up a pen to demonstrate in the middle, but it's a bit cumbersome to go on word by word, and Zhu Yourong's question is too complicated.

His eyes are slightly condensed...

After two incense sticks.

"Ziyu, what should I do with the several horizontal strokes of the character '静'? What kind of brushwork should I use? My idea is that it is dangerous in the ordinary, but neat and uniform. If you draw several horizontal strokes, it looks like a mighty and well-organized army formation." , the majestic and majestic momentum, I have learned your 'Zheng' character, and I have a little understanding, it's just..."

In front of the desk, Zhu Yourong's eyebrows were lightly gathered, and her slender fingers pressed a word on the paper. Because she was close to Zhao Rong at this time, she asked in a soft voice.

"It's just that I tried it all night, and I felt that it didn't make sense after I wrote it, let alone written it. There are countless scraps... I haven't seen you write this word before. My writing skills can't handle it, so I can only try to imitate you. I tried to explore slowly, but I still couldn’t get the true meaning of the sudden enlightenment.”

She tilted her head and looked at Zhao Rong beside her with a little expectation in her eyes. The previous generous and elegant demure changed.

It was like turning into a little girl who was looking forward to being taken outside by an adult to see new things, holding the adult's hand and running forward, her eyes were full of eagerness, and her eyes were like summer stars, shining brightly.

"Tzuyu teach me quickly."

(End of this chapter)