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Chapter 708 Zhu Yourong: You are also a bold guy
Zhao Rong really wanted to ask Zhu Yourong where he learned these words like 'whoring for nothing', if he didn't learn them well, but then he thought, he seemed to have learned them from him, so he had no choice but to swallow the words.

"I... I didn't pretend to be affectionate."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at Zhu Yourong's expression, and added, "I don't want to go whoring for nothing."

"Then what do you want?" Zhu Yourong looked at the setting sun.

"I just want to make things clear."

"Then ask."

Zhao Rong had no choice but to repeat: "The batch of Zhengguan well water that Lao Jijiu gave me is really not yours?"

Zhu Yourong shook his head, "No."

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, "But..."

"However." Zhu Yourong interjected, "If you think it's me who wants to thank me, it's not impossible. Mr. Ben has already heard about Ziyu's gift of a rich boy, so I'll go whoring for nothing."

"..."

Zhao Rong was speechless... Did she admit it or not?Please, can you pretend to be a little bit like it.

He suddenly felt very tired talking to Zhu Yourong today, he always felt that there was something in her words, something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Before Zhao Rong could think about it, Zhu Yourong smiled, "So how can you thank me?"

Zhao Rong recited without thinking: "Study hard, improve every day, live up to Mr. Zhu's painstaking cultivation, and I will definitely repay you in the future..."

It was a polite remark, but Zhao Rong never thought that not only did he feel that there was something in Zhu Yourong's words, but also that Zhu Yourong, like me, felt that what I said was hidden.

"Oh."

The male gentleman stepped back, but he dared to turn his head back. If he was careless, he could faintly hear his voice quivering, "How does he want to repay him well?"

"Eh." Qu Wei was stunned, her face became more serious, and I chose my words carefully: "I have been to Mushien for a long time, and of course I have to...respect my teacher well in the past."

The ears of the man in the back became even redder, and his white teeth and red lips trembled even more, "What kind of 'day down' method is he going to do?"

When asked about that, Mr. Zhao answered eloquently, "It's a little unplanned, maybe a little timid... But I also kept it from him. The goal is to go in eight steps. First, I will win the championship in the academy, and then I will try to promote Haoran. Let's attack the much-anticipated seed of reading that the classmates and seniors say..."

Talking so far, Zhao Rong felt a little emotional, "It seems that I have already won the first place in the academy once, and the stage goal is completed, and the next step is the seventh stage goal. You practiced late, are you overwhelmed, and you still want to fight for it?" One who touches Haoran after turning 14!"

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked forward to the heroic words he had promised Qingjun for a while. After waiting for a while, he saw the man behind him reply or encourage him. I turned my head and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Zhu?"

how do you feelHe is also a timid guy... The man took a deep breath.

"You're really timid." You echoed loudly.

"That's right, you also feel that you are courageous and ambitious, and Qing Jun said that before he knew about it." Zhao Rong felt a little emotional.

"What? He even talked to Lingfei's younger sister?" Zhu Yourong almost turned around and stared.

"Er, yes, you were the one who told you that idea first, did you hide it from you?"

"What's your reaction!" Zhu Yourong resisted turning around and said.

"You are supportive."

"Really...really?"

"Concubine Ling is very virtuous, and she supports and encourages you in almost everything you do." Zhao Rong sighed, "If you get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?"

Zhu Yourong was also moved, turned around, and said with a serious face: "In the past, you had to treat you well! You must have failed you!"

"Of course." Zhao Rong nodded his head halfway, suddenly startled, "You?"

Zhu Yourong glanced at the villain who was always pretending to be stupid, and nodded seriously, "Oh, it's him."

Zhao Rong vaguely felt that nothing was right, but Zhu Yourong waited for me to think less, and had already turned around, and then the high-pitched voice continued to come:
"Sister Lingfei should know what he will do before he becomes the seed of study, right?" Happiness comes too slowly, and you still don't have any worries at all.

"I know." Zhao Rong nodded.

Before you, Zhu Yourong and I tacitly said two words together: "Appreciate teacher."

That is the real class leap realized in the Confucian school. From the formal entry of special students, they are given jade and become Confucian scholars. The most important thing is to obtain a teacher's biography from a teacher. Dao Qing's extremely precious cultural heritage incense is not only a label in Confucianism, but also a certain amulet and a stepping stone for Kangzhuang trail...

It must be known that Confucianism does not have seven supreme ethics. The relationship between heaven, earth, monarch, parent and teacher, and teacher and disciple is second only to parents. It is an exaggeration to say that parents are reborn.

Of course, Qu Wei is not trying to find an 'old father' for herself. What I value is the status transition brought about by the title of the seed of study among the scholars of the Academy, which can make some Qingjun's brothers and sisters in the Seven Houses of the Taiqing Shut up, apprenticeship is just a 'means', it's a 'purpose', so I already have no candidates for Xiaozhi's apprenticeship, I just want to make a fuss, and at this time, a cheap senior sister also thinks that I am 'out of my mind', Just thinking about it for a moment like a big deer bumping around, whether to speak or not.

"He's worried, you know what to do."

Hearing my guarantee, the male gentleman raised his eyebrows, "Well, it's good to know."

Going forward, the seven people who thought that the bull's head and ponytail were relevant all came up in silence, and continued to walk one after the other, opening their mouths in a 'tacit understanding'.

One of them was waiting for the other to talk about something serious, and just chatted a little, and asked me why.

And the other person has already finished asking about the business, and got the answers and actions that you dare to imagine from now on. His heart seems to be covered with honey, he holds the book gracefully, smiles brightly, returns with a full load, and is enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of walking with me .

The seven of them walked all the way to the small gate of Yilanxuan, and a big head wearing a blue book cap under a wall within a hundred meters shrank up.

Zhu Yourong held the book in one hand, held the hem of the skirt in the other, and took the lead to step down the eight steps. You jumped into the small door that was concealed, turned around quickly, and threw the book in your arms back with both hands behind the chest of the woman who was slowing down behind the door. He glared at the 'handsome and sticky junior brother', "Okay, I'm sure to follow back again, he will go back slowly!"

After finishing speaking, there was a sound of "bang!", and the small door closed.

Zhao Rong, who was rejected by the door, kept his lower body leaning forward just now, holding the weakly stuffed scroll with both hands, I stared at the closed door with my small eyes, and was stunned for a while.

"Did you take gunpowder? Then rush... what is that?"

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked at the manuscript that squeezed a certain small-breasted man's "Future Son's Canteen", and left muttering.

Inside the door, Zhu Yourong held the small door with both hands, leaning against the door with his back, staring at the sunset below with his dim starry eyes in a trance, calming down the undulating "Little Good River and Mountain" for a while, when he heard the footsteps inside the door go away , you breathed a sigh of relief.

"Calling Mr. out of his mouth, but still trying to pretend to be Mr. Tui's door on his feet... It's always been a showdown... What a prudish and face-saving guy."

The man muttered for a while, then suddenly burst into a smile, like a rosy sunset.

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　Come on, good brothers! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)