i have a sword fairy

Chapter 475 Preaching and Teaching and Returning

As we all know, Zhao Rong wears three jade pendants with him.

A white jade tablet for a promise of love, a temporary jade wall for a Lin Lu scholar, and a piece of jade are being held by Xiao Qian'er at the moment.

He was caught in an instant, and his spirit was lifted.

"Qian'er, let go quickly."

His tone is serious.

"What kind of jade is this?" Qian'er's voice trembled a little.

Zhao Rong felt that the water in the heart lake that had just calmed down a little bit couldn't be suppressed suddenly, and there were waves everywhere, and the water was surging.

He felt that the little hand holding the jade was also trembling, but he didn't let it go, as if he was dumbfounded, so he had to take a breath and said helplessly:
"This is the family heirloom of our old Zhao family, you should hurry up and let it go."

Xiaoqian'er raised her eyebrows, as if confirming with a certain jade in her memory, she shook her head and said stubbornly: "Brother Rong, I remember it was a piece of nephrite jade, why is it different now? You... Did you have a problem with your kung fu practice, have you become obsessed?"

Her tone was anxious and worried.

Zhao Rong resisted the turbulent waves in the heart lake. This wave of desire not only swallowed him, but also drowned and tore up the innocent and curious baby in his arms, and patted her to the shore. Wave after wave beat and hit with huge waves, and then submerged again, until the drowning fainted.

"Are you insane." He took a deep breath, thought for a while, and said seriously, "Does it count if you put all your blood in one place?"

"..." Qian'er.

She was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, the corners of her delicate peach blossom eyes were red with tears, and said anxiously:

"Brother Rong, what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong with your health? Don't hide it from me. Isn't this a family heirloom of our old Zhao family? Why is it like this? It wasn't like this when I was a child. Miss and I met it before." , why is it so swollen now, will it hurt?"

The little girl turned pale with fright and was about to cry.

Zhao Rong mouthed ah, also stupid.

Are you real or fake?You little girl thought that way before, so why are you rushing here tonight?Good guy, you dare to rush over to class without knowing anything...

He glanced at the pear-blossoming, innocent little face in front of him, and a sense of guilt surged in his heart.

Xiaoqian'er kicked her feet and pursed her mouth, "You, tell me quickly, you can't joke, if it doesn't work, let's go to the doctor now, don't delay, or we won't make out tonight, another day. Well, no Seriously, I know some medical massage, which can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis." As he spoke, he bent his legs and wanted to squat down to check his condition.

The young Confucian scholar immediately stretched out his hand, held her still, sighed and lowered his head, leaned into the little girl's ear, and murmured a few words.

Immediately, the air in the room became quiet for a moment.

"........."

"........."

I saw the little girl's face, first frowning in doubt, then transitioning to a slightly startled mouth, then to red cheeks and angry eyes, and finally to...

"Brother Stinky Rong! Bad Zhao Rong, big bastard, dead ghost..."

In the next second, Xiaoqian'er's powder fist poured down on Zhao Rong's chest like a torrential rain.

She raised her foot and stepped on his foot, and violently hammered this brother Rong Er who suddenly found it very annoying!

Zhao Rong leaned back to defend, "No, why did you hit me suddenly? Where did I bully you, I will tell you everything I need to tell you."

"Hmph, I just want to beat you, why are you so bad, you bullied me when I was a child, bullied me when I grew up, bullied me during the day, bullied me in my sleep at night, bullied me now, as long as I am with you, You know how to bully people, all...there is no good place on the whole body, it is used to bully people, bullying me and the lady for the rest of my life, Zhao Rong, you are too bad, woo woo woo..."

Little Qian'er bit her lip and stared at this enemy, gnashing her teeth, wishing she could immediately pounce on him and bite him to death.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and couldn't hold it any longer, "Stop making trouble, go back to sleep quickly, or I will give you a class."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qian'er pinched his nose and said fiercely: "Fuck you big-headed ghost, Brother Smelly Rong'er, I...I will beat you to death!"

As she said that, she jumped up angrily and shyly, pinched her slender legs, and hugged him like a koala, pounding his chest with her two pink fists desperately, intending to eliminate harm for the people.

Zhao Rong: "..."

He was afraid that the little girl who had a temper tantrum when she was in love would fall, so he hurriedly used his hands to show off, but after thinking about it, he felt that hugging was okay, so he supported her legs with both palms, allowing her to act coquettishly and foolishly.

The eyes were helpless and doting, but there were still some uncontrollable blood streaks faintly reappearing in the depths of the pupils.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that Xiao Qian'er was very light.

But it is true that she is only 17 years old, she used to be a pretty little maid, and she is petite and slender, and she is still wearing two cute ponytails...

If she accidentally travels back to the previous life in Zhao Rong's memory, Xiao Qian'er is definitely a girly loli sauce, and she is also said to be black-bellied and cunning. I don't know how popular it will be, and how many netizens will dream of it.

But at this moment, in this world, she is indeed his, and will always be his...

This was originally just a subconscious selfish thought of Zhao Rong, but it was suddenly magnified by a certain force in the next second. He was vigilant and suppressing lust, lacked energy, and didn't pay attention to other emotions for a while, but now he was caught by this selfish and domineering desire. Emotions took advantage of the void and filled the lake of heart in an instant.

The most frightening thing is that he didn't realize this for a while, or Zhao Rong actually realized it, but he was excused by an excuse that rose from the bottom of his heart, letting this selfish idea of ​​occupying Qian'er to his heart's content It naturally occupied the main position of the heart lake, and did not hold back the mind.

Qian'er is mine, she is Qingmei, she is the maid who warms the bed, she is the second lady, everything about her...is mine...

Zhao Rong panted slightly, thinking domineeringly, at the same time, a pair of big hands couldn't help but hugged the cute and tossing Qian'er tightly in his arms.

How did Qian'er know that Zhao Rong is undergoing the test of "seeing the clarity of the heart", this test has just begun from today, and in the eyes of a certain sword spirit, it can even determine his future height...

Being held in his arms, she didn't notice the hidden blood lines in his eyes, but felt that Brother Rong's breathing suddenly became heavier, and then he hugged her very tightly, clinging tightly to the one who wanted to rub it into his body. kind.

"Hey, what are you doing? Bullying people again!" I can't beat you down, why are you like this?How will you live in the future?
Xiaoqian'er's peach blossom eyes were filled with grievance and tears.

Miss Ping'an is not willing to scold you, even when you were the most ungrateful, she is also reluctant to scold you, but I don't care, I will scold you to death!
She struggled a little, then hammered the bad bamboo horse, and cursed shamelessly: "Brother Stinky Rong, bad Zhao Rong, big bastard, big pig's trotters, heartless man, stinky man, don't change...pervert! Perverted uncle! Even the little maid will not be spared..."

At this moment, in the room, the young Confucian scholar suddenly smiled, and the blood streaks in his eyes flowed rapidly.

He suddenly felt... being scolded by the little girl was very cool and excited, um, well scolded.

Zhao Rong nodded, and said pertinently: "Is there any more, please scold me more."

Xiao Qian'er was taken aback for a moment, looked up at his expression, couldn't help but stop cursing, bit her lips and said, "Brother Smelly Rong'er, are you okay, why do you feel that your state is not right, then I won't scold you for now ...turn around and scold."

Zhao Rong shook his head calmly, "No, swear more, or later...you will cry, and you will have to swear if you don't want to."

Little Qianer: "???"

Her peach blossom eyes widened, looking at him who was begging for scolding, she couldn't help spitting: "Brother...pervert Rong Er."

Zhao Rong smiled embarrassedly and nodded.

indeed.

At least for now.

Then without delay, he walked directly towards the desk with the struggling girl in his arms, sat down on the teacher's chair in front of the desk, and put her on the desk. Put it under the table and sit comfortably.

Tonight, Zhao Rong finally knew how to teach a class correctly and reasonably.

Let me ask, the elementary school where Mr. makes up classes only has one desk, but there are two studious students, and the two cannot find each other. How should this position be arranged?

This is a test of the master's level of preaching and teaching, but fortunately, he has enough savings in his posture and dares to explore and try.

Zhao Rong flipped through the Mohist book next to Xiao Qian'er, turned to a certain page, and then started talking about Fei Gong and Jian Ai.

"What are you doing?" the girl said weakly.

"Class." Mr. nodded.

"No class? I didn't bring a textbook."

"No, you brought it, it's on the table, you use your textbook." Mr. Zhao shook his head, but your deskmate didn't bring it, so she had to use his textbook.

This is called local materials, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.

Mr. Zhao nodded, opened Mo Jing, and opened the textbooks of the upper and lower students, and began to teach seriously by word of mouth and example.

a while.

"Brother Rong..."

"What did you call me?"

In class, the teacher slapped her textbook with a big hand, which is both religious rules and family law.

"Mr. Wuwu."

"What's the matter?"

"Why does this table feel weird? Well, and isn't it a dining table? Why did it move here? Also, why did you put a tablecloth on it?"

The little girl didn't know that the original desk was broken. At this moment, she shook the desk with a small body, and her tone was puzzled. Her deskmate who was really immersed in studying and studying suddenly raised her head in dissatisfaction, but she dared not speak out...you Mr. Sitting in the front seat is eccentric, isn't that amazing?
dining table?desk?It’s all the same, the desk is sometimes the dining table, and sometimes class is the same as eating. It’s flying in the ocean of knowledge, drinking and eating, and absorbing the nutrients of knowledge. The young Confucian scholar thought about it and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he realized that as long as there is a book in his heart, there are classrooms everywhere, and he can take classes anywhere. He nodded seriously and said in a concentrated voice:
"It's for preaching, teaching, and solving doubts."

Little Qian'er: "..."

Her tablemate: "..."

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On the second day, Zhao Rong got up early and went to look for Brother Yiwu.

As a qualified teacher, the hard work he taught two students yesterday did not affect his spirit the next day.

However, after Zhao Rong woke up, he kept thinking about seeing the clarity of his mind.

He walked on the corridor in the mansion and nodded seriously.

"Well, it was hard to break the mirror, relax once, just this one, it doesn't count, um, nothing happened, you have to pay attention from now on, see the clarity of the mind... see the clarity of the mind... by the way, And what that guy told me... Zhengguan Jingshui."

Zhao Rong read it brokenly, remembering Gui's words last night, so he called the sword spirit a few times in the heart lake.

Heart Lake is empty, just like the morning verandah around it at this moment.

"Ahem." Zhao Rong was a little embarrassed.

If it wasn't resting, it looked angry and ignored him on purpose.

Well, I guess he was upset that he wore a mop last night, even a "gentleman" would guard against...

"Such a small-minded person who loves to hold grudges, is a bit like Qian'er, a little girl, but still a gentleman?" Zhao Rong muttered.

"roll!"

In the heart lake, a certain sword spirit couldn't help cursing.

"Don't see the clarity of your mind, prostitute, wait for death!"

"........."

Come on, now besides the scumbag, it likes to mention another honorary title here.

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, and went to find Gu Yiwu and the students of Zhengyi Hall.

Everyone discussed matters in the pavilion in the early morning.

Zhao Rong suggested that he go back to Linlu Academy to see Meng Zhengjun and remind her that the Dali Fengchan Grand Ceremony is approaching, and come as soon as possible according to the previous agreement.

In fact, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu hoped that Meng Zhengjun would come quickly, not because they missed her, but because they wanted a great monk from the academy to come and take care of them.

Looking at it now, it seems that the water in this great distance is far more complicated than what Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and others thought before going down the mountain.

Moreover, at the moment when the results of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony come to light, no matter whether it is a great success or a dismal failure, it may always provoke a certain party to jump over the wall, so there must be an academy teacher who can live in the place and take them away safely...

At this time, facing Zhao Rong's volunteering, Gu Yiwu and other students were quite surprised, but they didn't doubt it, and promised him one after another, only telling him to be careful on the road, be a ferryboat in the sea of ​​clouds, and go back quickly.

How did everyone know that apart from this official business, Zhao Rong also had a private matter to do.

However, no one chose to go back with Zhao Rong, after all, they were meeting a certain old-fashioned and serious woman...

Cough cough, brother Ziyu went to the meeting alone and selflessly, and it was enough to deal with that old-fashioned woman...

After the meeting in the pavilion ended, Gu Yiwu and other students nodded with emotion as they left.

Zhao Rong laughed and shook his head, went back to the yard, packed up his things, and went out with Xiaoqian'er.

For some reason, I didn't choose to take Su Qingdai back with me for the time being.

The latter stood at the gate of the courtyard, watching Zhao Rong's back go away with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

In the past two days, Gu Yiwu and the others will stay in Dali, and make preparations for the ceremony of enshrining Zen as planned. When Zhao Rong and others return, they can start to sacrifice to Yueshan and complete the ceremony together.

Zhao Rong sent people to notify the various forces of Dali in advance, and took Xiaoqian'er together to board the boat at a mountaintop ferry not far from Hanjing City.

The two took the Yunhai Ferry and returned to Duyou overnight.

Who would have thought that just after a certain person returned, he would be greeted by a Shura field that almost happened...

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Time flies.

Two days later, at noon.

The autumn sun is shining brightly.

A sea of ​​clouds ferry sailing back from Duyou City slowly landed at the mountaintop ferry outside Hanjing City.

On the deck of the ferry exit.

There was a young Confucian scholar with his hands on his sleeves, followed by a handsome and nimble little maid.

The two of them returned to Dali overnight by boat, their figures in the dust, ready to disembark.

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