Chapter 291 Zhao Ziyu, there is a girl looking for you
On the corridor of Mochi Academy.
"Brother Duyi, don't stare at her back. If I'm not wrong, she is Zhao Lingfei, the embryo of the Sword Immortal, the genius of Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion. Don't you know her? Yes, this Junior Sister Zhao of Taiqing Mansion is indeed low-key. The only brother is a very busy man."
"By the way, the junior brother in Taiqing Taiyi Mansion who is very high-profile recently is named Ji Ganyi. Brother Duyi must know him. He has been very popular recently. Well, he is indeed very powerful. Whether it is talent or background, he is about to become a golden elixir. The geniuses who graduated in Taiqing Mansion are all his maids."
"Outsiders who don't know better think that Ji Ganyi is the number one person of the younger generation in the Four Houses of Taiqing, but..."
The 'talkative' Yang Wuwei smiled and said slowly to Sima Duyi who had forgotten to leave:
"But this junior brother was also stepped under by Zhao Lingfei. It seems that he has only caught up recently."
He put one hand behind his back and shook his head slightly.
"Well, she is also the beauty in purple, the embryo of the Sword Immortal, the fairy on the mountain, and the proud daughter of the human race. What other titles? It should be written like this in the newspaper on the mountain... Forget it. What do you think of Junior Sister Zhao? Compared with the one in your poem."
Sima Duyi still didn't answer, and the smile he had before had faded away in an instant.
He put away the purple Confucian scriptures, glanced at Yang Wuwei with his eyelids raised, turned around and left.
Before leaving, I also looked at the returning geese in the sky.
Yang Wuwei watched Sima Duyi leave.
There was still a smile on his lips.
The waterside pavilion corridor next to the water suddenly became quiet, with only one person left.
This young Confucian scholar, who had an elegant temperament and seemed to talk a lot, was quiet for a while.
He suddenly turned his head and looked north, his eyes slightly closed, and in the slits of his eyes, an ancient city built by an unknown person was reflected.
"Duyou... Duyou... Duyou... Duyou? Oh, don't rush, don't rush, whatever I can find, I can find, there must be traces of you in those history books. Tianya Jiange, Youlan Mansion... Weiwei Mountain , Xinran Zong...Weiran..."
Yang Wuwei murmured to himself.
At a certain moment, I seemed to remember something.
Smile softly.
"Shuixingtang Zhao Ziyu, official history and unofficial history... interesting. What a coincidence that I am still in the same class as her... Yu Xuanji? What a good name..."
He really has a lot to say and a lot of truth to say.
Say it to some people, say it to some people.
But, there's no rush.
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After Zhao Lingfei thanked Yang Wuwei for showing her the way, she walked lightly towards the school in the distance.
Every time she got closer to that person, her steps became brisker.
Regarding the two young Confucian scholars with strangely matched styles, the only thing that made Zhao Lingfei slightly attracted to them was the aura of these two people.
Definitely above the Haoran realm.
As for the identities of Brother Rong'er's two senior brothers, she had some vague guesses.
Regarding the friendly tone in which the elegant young man spoke about Zhao Rong just now, this tearful woman who had always been indifferent to her status, fame and fortune could not help but feel a little proud on her pretty face.
She is proud of her husband.
Although Brother Rong'er is currently just a student from Mochi who has just entered the academy, he knows all the young talents such as academicians and reading seeds.
Moreover, when he was in Taiqing Mansion before, Mr. Yan seemed to have a favorable eye for Brother Rong'er.
Zhao Lingfei's long autumn eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips curved beautifully.
Although her sweetheart is not the kind of unparalleled hero written in the book, he is also an upright and arrogant scholar.
It's all the good things in her heart.
It's the early spring sun in her eyes, dazzling but not dazzling, just right.
However, Zhao Lingfei felt that when she was held by him, it almost warmed her up.
Then I just felt that my whole body became a little strange... But it didn't matter, because only Brother Rong'er saw it... um... How dare he laugh?
On the ten-mile long corridor built along the lake in Mochi Academy, a cold and hurried woman smiled sweetly.
After a while, she lowered her head slightly.
Although this husband, who was "a sweetheart since childhood, is now married", sometimes when getting along in private, he will be rude and try to think and do some "bad" things to bully her.
But Zhao Lingfei felt that Brother Rong'er was really good when he was good.
I will hold her in my hands, afraid of melting.
And even when he does... bad things, he is cautious, gentle in his movements, and cares about her expression and her feelings from time to time.
So... Zhao Lingfei, who is always content, is already very, very content.
If she were given a more outstanding brother Rong'er, she would be uneasy and worry about her.
Just like Zhao Lingfei was a little annoyed not long ago, it seems that her husband doesn't want to eat her soft rice.
Although Brother Rong'er is her adopted son-in-law, the two of them were childhood sweethearts and were like relatives. Now they are even closer and have made an agreement to hold hands and grow old together.
The name of Shanxia's son-in-law is just a name. Even Concubine Zhao Ling never mentions it and is still trying to downplay it.
This is also the reason why the usually polite Concubine Zhao Ling became furious after Senior Sister Yunzi revealed Zhao Rong's son-in-law's identity in public at the Nuanxi Gathering last time.
Therefore, when faced with Brother Rong'er, who was unwilling to accept soft food, she could not force him, let alone 'teach him how to do things'.
In addition to the private skills of controlling a husband, Aunt Liu also taught Concubine Zhao Ling how to be a Confucian wife. The first thing is to take care of her husband's face.
But Brother Rong'er refuses to eat soft food, which is another sign that makes Zhao Lingfei a little worried.
Therefore, during the last holiday, she secretly brought a bowl of "soft rice" to Zhao Rong...
Thinking of what happened on the last holiday, Zhao Lingfei's eyelashes trembled.
She pursed her lips slightly and lowered her eyes.
After a while, I seemed to remember something.
On the corridor, when not smiling, this woman looked as cold as early spring in March. She raised her eyes, walked faster, and looked for that person.
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At this moment.
In fact, all the students in Suixing Hall knew about the existence of the woman in purple not far outside the hall.
From time to time, students in the hall, while studying ink and changing brushes, would peek through the window at the eye-catching purple scenery.
Almost all the students of Suixing Hall knew who this graceful woman in purple who was lingering outside the classroom was waiting for.
It's easy to guess.
First of all, it’s because, except for the new ‘Mr. Zhao’.
Most of the students in Suixing Hall got to know each other relatively well, but the woman in purple waiting for someone outside was the first time she had seen her, so she was very unfamiliar.
Secondly, in class not long ago, everyone was still vividly aware of how busy someone was coming one after another.
Not to mention that he had no choice but to say that the lady was coming.
The answer is already apparent.
At this moment, many students who were writing in Sui Xing Hall could not help but look at Mr. Zhao, who had a calm expression.
Except for Yu Huaijin, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying who had known about Zhao Lingfei's existence for a long time.
Xiao Hongyu looked at Zhao Rong in a strange way.
Li Xueyou bit her lip and looked at Zhao Rong's back. Then she couldn't help but turn her head again. The eyes under her eyelids reflected the 'purple' outside the window.
Her expression was blank, as if she was recalling something, comparing the purple clothes with a certain memory.
Wu Peiliang, who had already settled down, now turned his head to look at Zhao Rong and then looked out the window.
There was a look of surprise in his eyes.
In fact, it’s not surprising that everyone in the hall was making a fuss and was ignorant.
It's because the woman in purple in the sunshine outside the door is truly stunning in appearance and temperament.
She was tall and tall, as graceful as a green lotus. Although she kept wandering around, looking astonished, she kept tilting her head, as if she was staring at someone in the school.
This kind of scenery is just outside the door. It is the first time for the students of Suixing Hall to see it. It is not too much to say that she is a stunning beauty.
And in the school, the young Confucian scholar with a normal expression was walking around with his sleeves folded...
After looking at it with wide eyes for a while, Wu Peiliang wanted to start a crime and ask someone about his virtues and abilities.
However, he had just been suppressed not long ago, and when he thought of Zhao Rong's plain eyes... he shrank again.
Of course, Zhao Rong is not blind. He has already known what is going on in the school.
As for Qingjun outside the door, when she first arrived, Zhao Rong was so blessed that he turned around to see her. However, he only glanced at each other briefly, then quickly withdrew his gaze and resumed supervising the writing of the students in Suixing Hall.
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Facing the various glances coming at him, he ignored them and continued the class.
As a result, such a scene occurred inside and outside the school.
In the school, Zhao Rong was walking between the seats.
Outside the school, Concubine Zhao Ling looked around and wandered.
He is studying seriously.
She watched quietly from a distance outside without disturbing him.
All it took was the glance between the two of them when Zhao Lingfei arrived, and their tangled hair, and they had a tacit understanding.
However, Zhao Rong would stop in front of some students' seats from time to time, bend down to demonstrate, or point his fingers.
And whenever he stopped in the school, next to several female students, and approached for tutoring.
The flying figure in purple outside the school would unconsciously stop and stop, seemingly looking up.
It's just that the distance is quite far, and the students of Suixing Hall can't see clearly the expression of the woman in purple under the sun.
But this figure standing still and looking forward to it still made people feel worried for her.
Moreover, the figure of a young Confucian scholar should be in the eyes of this woman in purple at this moment.
And when Zhao Rong left those female students.
The woman in purple will follow Zhao Rong's footsteps again, wandering around, and her figure seems to be lighter...
After a while, the school gradually became noisy.
If it weren't for the sound of the pen holder knocking down, if it weren't for the creaking of tables and chairs, or if it wasn't for the sound of the inkstone sliding...
To name a few.
"Ahem."
Zhao Rong frowned, covered his mouth and coughed twice.
Yu Huaijin also stood up with a straight face.
When the students who were originally looking around saw this, they all returned to their desks to write, looking serious.
The hall became quiet again.
Zhao Rong glanced at the sun outside. get out of class had not ended yet.
He thought for a moment, twisted his body, and walked towards the gate of Suixing Hall.
Zhao Lingfei, who was under the sunlight in the distance, stopped for a moment in her wandering steps, and then walked quickly towards the gate of Suixing Hall.
Zhao Rong smiled warmly and watched his wife coming.
Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head slightly and did not look at him.
Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and glanced at the lobby. The students who looked up to peek quickly lowered their heads and returned to their desks.
He shook his head gently, then suppressed the smile on his face, and spoke softly: "Go to Dongli Xiaozhu and wait for me first."
Zhao Lingfei opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
Zhao Rong gave her the key directly.
Zhao Lingfei took it and hesitated to speak, but after seeing Zhao Rong turning around to supervise from time to time, she nodded slightly.
She smiled lightly, turned around and left first.
Zhao Rong raised the corner of his mouth, but he had no time to watch.
He turned around directly, returned to Suixing Hall, and started his calligraphy class again...
After about a stick of incense.
From the mountains and forests not far away, there was the sound of bells.
It’s time for recess in the calligraphy class.
After that, I have to take another short class, which lasts about half an hour.
After writing for more than half an hour, the students in Suixing Hall stood up and relaxed one after another.
Zhao Rong did the same. He turned around and walked back to the long table on the podium. He didn't know what he was thinking about. There was a smile on his face.
Dong dong dong——
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the school.
Then, there was still a strange voice:
"Excuse me, is Zhao Ziyu here?"
Come again? Who is this time?
Zhao Rong couldn't help but laugh, and his smile became even bigger.
He turned around and looked around, only to see that the person who came was an unknown middle-aged man, wearing the clothes of the concierge at the main entrance of the academy.
"I am Zhao Ziyu, what do you want me to do?"
The concierge said straight to the point: "There is a girl looking for you at the main entrance of the academy."
Zhao Rong: “…………!!!”
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