Chapter six hundred and seventy-five flowers inside the wall, fragrance outside the wall
Zhao Rong went to the Hall of Justice.
He held his hands, and as soon as he arrived, a tall, burly and extremely muscular man howled like a wolf, and then rushed towards him like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
"Tzuyu!!!"
Zhao Rong calmly turned aside and hid, lowered his head and patted his right sleeve, reminding:
"I won't help you if the clothes sewn by Qian'er are wrinkled and dirty."
Gu Yiwu, who had just finished playing Cuju and was sweating all over, stopped immediately, with a harmless look on his face, "Don't I want to kill you? Why don't I give you a hug? I believe Qian'er and my sister are virtuous and polite, and they won't blame me..."
Zhao Rong took the initiative to take a step forward and opened his arms to him: "Okay, come on then."
Gu Yiwu jumped back to avoid it.
"But not necessarily." He nodded seriously.
Below the podium, the students of Zhengyi Hall who had gone down the mountain together burst into tacit laughter.
The eccentric Zhao Xiaoxian and the boss are still a little timid, but that's normal. They are also timid. They suffered a lot in Dali at the foot of the mountain before.
Zhao Rong stopped bluffing his friends and directly explained his purpose of making up lessons.
The students of Justice Hall suddenly cheered.
Gu Yiwu was quite moved and said: "Ziyu, this is so good of you. I swear to my brother that I will never poison you again." He was still thinking about the murder of Zhao Rongshan.
Zhao Rong didn't know why, "What the hell?"
Gu Yiwu quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay. I hope you come back safely. I hope you come back safely... That's right."
He seemed to have thought of something and said again: "Tzuyu, I heard that you fell asleep during the Jingyi exam this morning?"
Zhao Rong looked at Gu Yiwu and then at the curious students in the audience.
He nodded and admitted, "Yes, what's wrong? Did someone say that I handed in a blank paper while sleeping?"
Gu Yiwu shook his head, "Some people said, but how can it be possible to hand in a blank paper? I don't know you yet, Ziyu. You must have finished writing it all and there is nothing to change, so you went to bed out of boredom."
After a pause, he asked curiously: "So Ziyu, did you really stay away from home all night last night?"
Zhao Rong nodded, "Yes, did someone say that I was drinking flower wine at Chunfang Tower?"
Gu Yiwu sneered, "How is that possible?"
Zhao Rong felt warm in his heart.
But my friend added seriously: "If Tzuyu goes to drink wine, she will definitely fall in love with us! Right?"
Zhao Rong: "......"
Gu Yiwu blinked and became serious:
"Furthermore, we have never met the legendary sister-in-law Lingfei, but her reputation in Taiqing Mansion is even known to an upright student like me who only reads books about sages. Compared with sister-in-law Qian'er, her charm is definitely the best.
Worse than that. And those rouge fans who call themselves oirans in the brothel can't compare to the Qian'er siblings, let alone the Lingfei siblings. If this is the case, Ziyu, you have to sneak away to the brothel.
Seeking pleasure, um, could it be what ancient books call prostitution?”
Zhao Rong looked at him sincerely and said, "Go away."
"Hahahaha." The tall and burly senior of Zhengyi Hall laughed.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Gu Yiwu smiled and moved, "So it's probably Qian'er's younger siblings who felt unbearably lonely and their hearts skipped a beat if they didn't see Tzuyu for a day, so they took the trouble to come to the academy to fall in love with her, right?"
Zhao Rong said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense, Qian'er is here to encourage me to study."
"Yes, yes, we understand. It's three o'clock in the night, talented people and beautiful ladies, their red sleeves add fragrance. They all like to read in the middle of the night, but they can't read during the day..."
"Hahaha..." The atmosphere in the Hall of Justice was joyful.
Zhao Rong was helpless, why do his close friends like to make such slightly obscene jokes, and even Confucian scholars who read books about sages cannot avoid it.
Sure enough, this is the nature of good friends, they like to talk about women.
In the audience, a student from Zhengyi Hall couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Zhao Xiao, did you talk in your sleep during the Jingyi exam?"
Zhao Rong nodded again: "Yes, are there still people who say that my sleep talking attracted Meng Zhengjun and they want to punish me?"
The Justice Hall student immediately shook his head:
"Some boring person said this, but we don't believe it. How could Mr. Meng give you a punishment? This time you led us to the Zen ceremony in Dali and achieved a great victory. It was an eye-opener for her. Haha, Zhao Xiao
Sir, you don’t know, now that the boss is walking with us in the school and we meet her, she takes the initiative to nod and say hello to us, hahaha, she used to have a very bad impression of us and not give us a good look.”
Gu Yiwu answered with a smile and rubbed his hands happily:
"That's right, I went to apply for the unblocking of the Cuju venue yesterday, and it actually passed. Hehe, although Meng Xuezheng's request is that it can only be closed on holidays. So Ziyu, you are talking in your sleep, as long as it does not affect the exam, how can Mr. Meng give you notes?
Punishment, I’m probably guessing that you studied hard all night last night, and if there weren’t so many people around, maybe she would have put a blanket over the pillar of our academy for fear of catching a cold.”
The crowd burst into laughter, filled with joy.
Zhao Rong waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. What happened in the morning was an accident. After all, sleeping during the exam is wrong. The gentleman in the exam room did not throw me out. It was already a great honor."
Gu Yiwu had long been accustomed to this guy's modesty, and asked out of curiosity: "So Tzuyu, you wrote so fast, how many questions did you get wrong in the Ten Tie Jing?"
Zhao Rong glanced at him sideways, "Oh, Brother Yiwu, this is all right, right?"
Gu Yiwu covered his mouth and coughed twice, "No talent, I'm lucky, I got it all right."
Zhao Rong suppressed the raised corners of his mouth and praised: "It's amazing."
Gu Yiwu, who wanted to show off, noticed the mood of his friend Gujing Wubo and felt a little frustrated. He sighed and said, "I asked a unnecessary question. Of course Tzuyu is right."
Zhao Rong looked at him, thought for a while, and said deliberately: "But I'm quite unsure about the following test questions. I thought about it for a long time before I started writing. I don't know if I can solve the question correctly."
He changed his tone and took the initiative to ask with a smile: "Brother Yiwu, how did you write it?"
Gu Yiwu immediately became energetic. It turned out that Tzuyu also had difficult questions!
"Tzuyu, this question will be more difficult in the future, but don't be discouraged. It is estimated that even if Yu Huaijin, who has scored perfect scores in the past, will fail this time, because the question this time is very tricky, he actually failed the exam.
"Tao Jing", but my brother happens to read "Tao Jing" thoroughly and has some unique understanding of it..."
Gu Yiwu happily talked about a lot of his unique insights.
Zhao Rong nodded and listened carefully to Gu Yiwu's words to satisfy his friend's strong desire for expression.
After the lecture, Gu Yiwu felt very comfortable.
Afterwards, Zhao Rong stopped chatting and directly helped Gu Yiwu and the students of Zhengyi Hall to improve their calligraphy skills.
However, this time, the lecture was not as fast as before in Suixing Hall. It was delayed until the second quarter of the first day of the lunar month, when the school was about to close, Zhao Rongcai ended the class, and all the students returned home with a full load.
It's not that Zhao Rong is partial to Zhengyi Hall. The content of what he said was actually the same as what he said in Suixing Hall. However, the students of Zhengyi Hall in the audience were too enthusiastic and asked too many questions. One after another, they were vying to be the first to ask for advice.
The students' calligraphy skills were at different levels. In order to be targeted, Zhao Rong had to take the trouble to answer one by one, trying to use plain and easy-to-understand language...
So, when Zhao Rong returned to Dongli Xiaozhu, Brother Teng Ying in the next room had already gone to bed early, leaving a door open for him.
After a tiring night, Zhao Rong locked the courtyard door, stretched, went to get a bucket of well water, took a simple shower, and then went back to the house to rest. He would face four assessments next.
This time, Zhao Rong learned from experience and waited until he got into bed and his head touched the pillow before he released the state of the evil dragon activating the inner lake.
Sure enough, a wave of sleepiness quickly came over me.
Zhao Rong's consciousness fell silent for an instant and fell into a deep sleep.