Zhao Rong only found Yilanxuan after asking fellow scholars and senior brothers on the road.
This elegant courtyard was built in the quiet southeast corner of the huge academy, surrounded by some scattered buildings, such as the Zunjing Pavilion, which he had always been interested in looking for books to read.
Although it was Zhu Yourong who took the initiative to come to him this time, after all, Zhao Rong also wanted to ask for help from others. He was not the kind of shameless person and was too embarrassed to come to the door empty-handed, so he picked a few in Brother Fujiying's field.
A tender and juicy cucumber is said to be worth more than courtesy but affection. Besides, the cucumber from Dongli Xiaozhu is considered the only one from Linlu Academy. Women should all like it...for beauty, right?
Moreover, the old-fashioned and stubborn guy Yu Huaijin likes to eat them. In fact, Zhao Rong thinks that it will be useless if she eats more cucumbers with a stinky face. He will try to save the lost girl with a joke, so Zhu Yourong probably also
No exception, I probably also like cucumber.
Zhao Rong thought secretly.
Based on this simple deduction, he came to Yilanxuan carrying cucumbers with a lot of affection. As for what happened when Jia Tengying got up and went out, he looked at the missing five cucumbers and went to the thief.
Zhao Rong felt that the melon field was not a big problem. Now, didn't Yu Huaijin also come to give her a green melon for Brother Teng Ying?
With Hibiki's temper, I would probably have to blush and hold back a thank you before giving it to him.
Zhao Rong stood inside the door of Yilanxuan, raised his hand, took another bite of cucumber, raised his eyebrows and looked at the six people in the Hou Ke Pavilion.
For a while, he received no reply to his good morning greetings. The door of Yilanxuan was quiet, and no one took the lead to break the deadlock.
Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and other men stared blankly at the uninvited guest at the door, still digesting the strange thing about a girl in blue running away like a sheep after seeing a wolf.
Yu Huaijin came back to his senses, his eyes stayed on the cucumber in Zhao Rong's hand for a moment, and then moved away silently.
Zhao Rong thought for a while, freed up a hand, rubbed his face, and found that there seemed to be nothing on his face.
He shook his head, turned around and closed the courtyard door, but before closing the door, his eyes stayed on the couplets on the wooden door for a moment.
Zhao Rong walked towards the guest waiting booth.
"Senior Yu, it's good morning."
He came to the pavilion, looked at everyone for a few times, and then turned to say hello to Yu Huaijin.
"Brother Han." Apart from Yu Huaijin, Zhao Rong was the only one in the pavilion who had met Han Wenfu a few times and called him.
Han Wenfu's tightly knitted brows had loosened up when everyone looked at him, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking. He nodded, looked at Zhao Rong and thought for a while, "I'm sorry, you are...oh,
Brother Zhao."
Several other people looked at it curiously.
Yu Huaijin turned around and introduced to them: "This is our new student in Shuixing Hall, Brother Zhao Ziyu. Today the teacher called him for something, so he came with us."
Zhao Rong and the other four seniors smiled and saluted, and got to know each other's names.
Han Wenfu did not go to see Zhao Rong again. He was a little preoccupied. After preparing for so long, he was still rejected.
Han Wenfu lowered his head and glanced at the tray in his hand. Two ink-heart red fruits were alone on it, and he felt that it was useless.
He saw Yu Huaijin turning his head to look at the flower garden, ready to leave as usual, and secretly took a deep breath.
There was some silence in the pavilion for a moment.
"Excuse me, what is this?"
Suddenly, a question broke the somewhat frozen air.
Han Wenfu took out the brocade box from the hollow white jade dragon-head hook at his waist and was about to put away this useless thing. At this time, he paused slightly and said casually: "Ink Heart Zhu Guo, I'll give it to everyone to quench their thirst."
After a pause, he added: "You can only eat one at a time, and you can't eat more. Brother Zhao, why don't you come with one?"
As he spoke, he continued to move, putting the tray into a brocade box with landscape paintings and sculptures engraved on the wall. He had no intention of waiting for Zhao Rong, but... a certain 'thin-skinned person' spoke faster.
"Um, can I?"
A little embarrassed.
As soon as Han Wenfu stopped moving, he lowered his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Rong. He was already in a bad mood. At this time, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, but he looked down at the Zhu Guo, which was probably useless, and nodded.
Zhao Rong stepped forward, picked up a piece, and looked at it with a curious expression.
"It tastes pretty good, but Brother Han said not to eat more."
Gu Yiwu smiled and said to Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong also smiled at him and nodded, put the small red fruit next to his mouth and took a bite.
The taste is refreshing, comparable to the one on his other hand, but it has a different flavor.
Zhao Rong tasted it and nodded. He took a look and found that the outside of the red fruit had a light red luster, but the pulp and juice inside were as dark as ink, but the taste was as refreshing as water and not thick at all.
Very strange.
"Brother Han, this fruit is called Mo Xin Zhu fruit? It really lives up to its name. Where did it come from?"
In the recent weather, Zhao Rong feels a little angry, and his body is like a furnace. He is adapting to it, but some of it cannot be adjusted. He has been eating some cool fruits these days, so the cucumbers in Jia Teng Yingtian are almost disappearing...
…
Han Wenfu glanced at Zhao Rong, his eyes brightening, but did not reply. Quan pretended not to have heard.
Zhao Rong ate up the childless red fruit in one gulp. Seeing this, he was not angry, but looked a little embarrassed.
Zhao Rong thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, and handed one of the cucumbers in his hand to Han Wenfu.
The latter's lips slightly twitched but he didn't answer.
Zhao Rong blinked and did not feel embarrassed. He moved the hand holding the cucumber in an arc and handed it to another person, "Brother, would you like to try our specialty of Dongli Xiaozhu?"
The brother smiled and waved his hand.
Another person was handed over, this time it was Gu Yiwu. He looked at Zhao Rong's smiling face and reached out to take it.
Zhao Rong glanced at him, then smiled and took a cucumber and handed it to other seniors.
But no one picked up anymore, and they all waved their hands and apologized, smiling and declining.
Finally, Qinggua came to Yu Huaijin.
"Here."
Zhao Rong stretched out his hands and pursed his lips.
Yu Huaijin had no expression on his face, holding up his hands and shaking his head.
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and gave her a look.
Yu Huaijin had a straight face and ignored him.
Zhao Rong raised his brows and said sincerely: "Why are you embarrassed? Don't you like to eat cucumbers? Last time you took so many cucumbers out of our Dongli small house, don't think that I don't know and counted them on purpose.
It’s so bad that I don’t even have enough to eat. Now hurry up and take this! We don’t have much left in the fields.”
"..." Yu Huaijin.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into deathly silence.
Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and others couldn't help but look sideways at a certain old-fashioned woman.
Strange eyes.
Yu Huaijin stared at the taciturn Zhao Rong with slightly widened eyes. If her gaze could turn into a physical sword, then Zhao Rong would definitely be able to live well. He had a pair of big and calm eyes and a
I'm not spreading any rumors. It's all a truthful expression. It's supported by a face thicker than a city wall. I'm afraid of this old-fashioned woman in front of me who is not skilled in glaring at people and has no lethality.
In a place where the men could not see, Yu Huaijin's two small white jade hands hidden in his sleeves were facing each other and tightly twisted together.
She stared at Zhao Rong carefully up and down a few times. The latter blinked and passed the cucumber in his hand forward again, signaling.
Crazy temptation on the edge of not fearing death.
He definitely did it on purpose.
Yu Huaijin nodded seriously, took out his hand from his sleeve, grabbed the cucumber that was lingering in front of him, and snatched it away.
Immediately, she took a deep breath, her expression calmed down, and she looked at everyone with strange expressions, especially Han Wenfu, who stared at her with wide eyes.
Yu Huaijin sighed inwardly, but immediately became a little annoyed with a shameless person. Suddenly, she walked towards Han Wenfu, and picked up the ink-heart red fruits in the brocade box that had not yet been closed.
Nodding seriously, "Thank you, Brother Han."
As soon as the words fell, the old-fashioned woman did not thank someone for the cucumber. Instead, with a straight face, she passed by a certain 'student surnamed Zhao' and left the waiting booth.
Looking at her thin back, the men in the pavilion looked at each other, and finally their eyes focused on Zhao Rong, who seemed to be the culprit.
Zhao Rong stretched out a finger, scratched the tip of his nose, and coughed, "Well, I'll leave first if Mr. Zhu is looking for me."
He spoke very quickly and quickly left the waiting booth without waiting for anyone else to respond.
Gu Yiwu and several other seniors were left speechless.
As for Han Wenfu, ever since Yu Huaijin caught him off guard and took the carefully prepared ink-heart fruit, his expression froze. At this moment, Han Wenfu gritted his teeth and stared straight ahead.
Staring at the back of Zhao Rong who had eaten another red fruit...