In this assessment in class, after Zhu Yourong enthusiastically explained the word "zheng" and before he started grading all the students' papers, Zhao Rong was already the default word leader on the field.
Suppress all the students with one word.
This kind of thing, which the students in Suixingtang never imagined before class, actually happened.
Although the lottery prize has been taken away by Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong was still very serious in correcting the paper later. He scored according to the "ten points system" defaulted by Mochi Academy assessment, and wrote comments carefully, but from time to time he would ask Zhao Rong for his correction.
view.
In line with the principle of not offending people and not being too pushy, Zhao Rong only gave a few symbolic glances when everyone looked at him, and then most of them gave a few vague words of praise, without any clear-cut comments about good or bad.
, What is the truth? However, when he caught a glimpse of a certain set of regular script with elegant and elegant fonts, he still frowned and concentrated, then inhaled and nodded, and then praised it with a sigh, and said some "truth" without blushing or heartbeat.
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After Zhu Yourong glanced at Zhao Rong, he nodded slightly with the corner of his mouth raised. With a stroke of his Zhu pen, he gave the paper with the woman's handwriting a high score of "Qi". This was compared to the entire straightforward hall except Zhao Rong.
In terms of.
This provoked many students to turn their heads to look at Li Xueyou, who also lowered his head shyly and hid behind Xiao Hongyu. He couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Zhao Rong's calm profile, who was not looking at her.
In the end, in the entire classroom assessment, except for the "positive" drawn by Zhao Rong, who did not need to be graded or graded, only Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou, and Wu Peiliang received high scores of "Qi" among all the students.
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Lan Zhoudu's calligraphy class ended with the sound of tables and stools clinking and the students of Suixing Hall getting up and saluting.
At this time, the knife-like whistling river wind blew again. In the wind flying red maples, Zhao Rong carefully put away the precious small bamboo tube in his hand. He looked up and looked around to pack his things and prepare to disperse.
The classmates twitched their mouths slightly.
The papers that had just been assessed were all handed out after correction. In the end, he was the only one in the Sui Xing Hall who was left empty-handed, while everyone else got the papers.
A conscientious and conscientious woman in Confucian shirts had just vowed to Zhao Rong before get out of class that this one-word paper was a lot of work to correct. She wanted to take it back and correct it carefully, so she refused to give it to him. If you want, you can go to Yilanxuan to find her, she will be there all day long...
Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at Zhu Yourong's retreating figure on the forest path. She was holding his paper with both hands, holding her hands behind her back. She seemed to be walking forward with her head held high and her steps looking up.
He was still very light when he stood up, and he didn't know what the look on his face was at this time.
Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile, and then ignored the more or less concerned gazes of the students around him. He lowered his head and packed up the things on the table, turned to Fan Yushu and said:
"Yushu, I have something urgent. I will take a step ahead and not go back to Nanxuan Academy with you. You can talk to Brother Fujiying for me."
"Okay." Fan Yushu nodded, but looked at Zhao Rong with a resentful look.
In class just now, when Mr. Zhu corrected his test paper and asked Zhao Rong for his opinion, Fan Yushu was filled with anticipation, but he once again saw the uprightness of this good brother. What made him most speechless was that the next paper after that was Li Xueyou's.
, good guy, the speed of changing faces, the precision of facial expression management and just the right intensity... He is indeed the 'Brother Ziyu who stabs at both sides', Fan Yushu's heart froze.
Zhao Rong blinked, ignored his friend's sad eyes, turned around, and left in the eyes of everyone.
A lot of things happened in the two classes this morning. Zhao Rong had to digest it well...
At noon, on the west side of Linlu Academy, there are two green hills dyed yellow by autumn.
There is a valley at the foot of the mountain, a pavilion in the valley, and a well in the pavilion.
At this time, there were only a few pedestrians coming and going outside the sutra lecture pavilion. There was a young Confucian scholar inside the pavilion, looking up from time to time to look at the ceiling, or looking down at the ancient well.
Zhao Rong observed it for a while.
This is an octagonal pointed ancient pavilion. It is not big. In addition to covering the ancient well, at most two circles of people can stand next to the well. In the center of the top of the pavilion facing the well mouth, there is a circular painted wooden relief dragon statue.
The carved dragon is reflected in the well. In this sunny day, with the sway of the well water, it looks like a dragon flying, as if it is swimming in the water.
He stood at the mouth of the well, leaned against the edge and looked down. The well was very deep, about twenty or thirty feet, but the water was extremely quiet, and the water surface was like a bronze mirror. This should be the mirror of honor for the academicians and gentlemen of the past.
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Zhao Rong carefully looked at the face reflected in the well water and the dancing dragon above his head. Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of the middle section of the ancient well. There was a stone tablet embedded in the wall of the well. However, from Zhao Rong's angle, it seemed that there were no words on the tablet.
He stretched his neck and leaned over to look at it for a long time, but still didn't see why it was so obvious, so he almost jumped into the well.
Although the pavilion and the well are simple in style, they are not eye-catching in the academy, because most of the buildings in the academy are ancient. Looking at the ones that are older than the pavilion and well, I grabbed a lot of them.
However, the well water that Zhu Yourong used to make tea not long ago came from this ancient well.
Zhao Rong straightened up, exhaled lightly, and couldn't help but said in his heart: "Gui, you said... the well water has dragon energy?"
"Um."
Gui was silent for a while, "You can see for yourself the red snake in your meridians where the innate vitality transforms."
Hearing this, Zhao Rong looked inside again and saw in the meridians of his body, this little red snake that had inexplicably returned to its original state after hearing the music in his dream during the first music class. It seemed that there was no change. It did not appear to have changed after drinking Qingjun yesterday.
After eating the lotus seed porridge, he was in a violent state, but... some strange phenomena appeared in his body.
Some golden spots appeared inexplicably on the little red snake's body. The 'gold' showed some signs of spreading, and golden stripes appeared around its mouth, which seemed to be about to escape from the body and turn into some kind of whiskers.
thing.
Gui said in a deep voice: "This is a sign that dragon scales and dragon whiskers are about to be born. These all happened after you drank those two cups of tea. I witnessed this scene with my own eyes."
Zhao Rong frowned and thought for a while, and couldn't help but said:
"Why me? I'm not the only one who has drank the water from the Zhengguan Well. All the students in the academy, well, and those few who are scholars, should have tasted it. If this kind of strange thing happens in every drinking well,
It is estimated that this matter has been spread about the water man, but at present, it seems that there is no similar news. Yushu, Fujiying and Mr. Zhu only said that the well water is suitable for making tea.
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Above the lake of his heart, he paused for a moment, "Or is it that the gentlemen who have drank from the well water and the reading seeds all know it well, but they all hide it tacitly?"
Zhao Rong thought for a while and shook his head, "It's unlikely...why me?"
Gui heard the words and pondered for a moment, "I don't know the specific details, so I can't explain it to you."
"I am too weak now. I am not aware of the dragon energy in this well water. Just like the water in this quiet well, I don't see anything strange now. I am just observing your body.
The vision, combined with some secrets from past memories, it is speculated that it must be dragon energy, but there is still a possible explanation..."
Zhao Rong looked at the well water and frowned, "What's the explanation?"
After thinking for a while, he said slowly:
"Pure-blooded dragonborn are born to be in the seventh realm. Waterborn descendants have to transform into dragons the day after tomorrow. Most of them have to go to the river and sea to advance to the seventh realm before they can be reincarnated. However, now there are dragon-slaying swords almost everywhere at the entrance of Dadu to threaten the water in the world.
This path for Yi is almost dead... No matter which method is used to transform into a true dragon in the seventh realm, their dragon energy is almost impossible to absorb, not to mention that the target is still a human race."
Its tone was a little uncertain, "But the current situation is that the innate vitality in your body can actually absorb dragon energy and transform into a dragon. This can only mean that this dragon energy is naturally close to you, and there should be some kind of faint connection.
origin."
Hearing this, Zhao Rong frowned even more.
He rubbed his face and laughed at himself: "I am indeed a child of destiny."
Gui agreed: "Yes, who doesn't know this? Mr. Zhao, why don't you jump into the well now and see if there is one of your true dragon ancestors hidden in the well, for example, it has been suppressed and sealed.
Or something, if you release it, maybe the chances will be greater."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Gui laughed for a while, and after thinking about it carefully, he said:
"It's normal for monks to encounter various unexplainable phenomena when climbing mountains. Cultivation is inherently mysterious and mysterious. It's like a door to all mysteries. Where can you find out everything in detail? The ancient emperors all had mysteries... So don't worry about it for now.
More, but Zhao Rong, you still have to keep an eye on it. Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Being close to this unknown dragon energy seems to be a good thing at the moment, a huge good thing, but you can't tell whether there is any danger hidden in it.
disaster."
Zhao Rong nodded, looking at his face in the deep well water and the dancing shadow of the solemn carved dragon above his face behind his face, he nodded, "Understood."
Immediately, the sword spirit chuckled and said: "Back to the moment, no matter where this red snake transforms into a dragon, it is a great opportunity. It is a metaphor for transforming from mortal to saint and reborn. It is of great significance, although it may not be as good as yours.
There is a lotus pond in the lake in the heart of the lady, and it is exaggerated to give birth to two first-class flying swords, but it is definitely not small."
Zhao Rong rubbed his face and said, "That's enough, that's enough. I finally got lucky again. I originally thought that the Ting Ni Purple Gold Furnace and the Li Ji Jian Wan, which are now gone, have completely overdrawn my luck. Now, again
Plus you have such a crow mouth... I didn’t expect to encounter this weird well."
Gui suddenly said with a somewhat excited tone:
"This red snake transforms into a dragon. There are many miraculous powers. I vaguely remember that there is a set of exercises from a long time ago, which is somewhat consistent with it. The meridians... transform into a dragon... go across the river. I would like to introduce you to sleep for a while and think about it carefully. Zhao Rong
, whether you can break through the blocked veins and the limitations of innate talents, the hope of promotion to the Haoran realm is probably there. Now go and get more well water. Whether it is tea or something, drink it all. The two before
A cup of tea is never enough!”
Zhao Rong was also a little excited at first, but he didn't know what he thought of. He said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I understand, you just draw the cake for me. How have you ever been a big help? Not every time."
It's still my hard work... I'll find a solution for this well water, but this well..."
Zhao Rong raised his head and looked around. At this time, the valley below the mountain was quiet and quiet, and there were no other people around. It seemed that no one would know if he jumped into the well now.
But no matter how he thought about it, Zhao Rong felt that he was not a fool, and the academy was not a fool either. It was clearly stipulated that except for the largest mountain chief of the first academy, students, scholars, and even respected old gentlemen were not allowed to use the official crown without authorization.
Well water, but the academy still disposes of this well casually and leaves it unattended. There must be a reason, and only a fool would go down to get water...
Zhao Rong sighed slightly, lowered his head and reluctantly looked at the bright well water, and then touched the small bamboo tube in his sleeve.
He was silent for a moment, then turned and left...