i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong nodded, "That's right, did someone say that I drink flower wine in Chunfang Building?"

Gu Yiwu sneered, "How is it possible?"

Zhao Rong felt warm in his heart.

But my friend added seriously: "If Ziyu goes to drink flower wine, he will definitely call us! Isn't it?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

Gu Yiwu blinked and became serious:

"Besides, we have never seen the legendary concubine Ling, but her reputation in the Taiqing Mansion is as high as that of an upright student like me who only reads sage books. It's worse than worse. And those rouge vulgar fans who call themselves oirans in the brothel can't compare to one ten-thousandth of the younger siblings, let alone the younger siblings of the Lingfei. If this is the case, Ziyu, you have to sneak to the brothel Looking for pleasure, um, could it be the whore addiction mentioned in ancient books..."

Zhao Rong looked at him sincerely and said, "Get out."

"Hahahaha." The tall and burly senior of Justice Hall laughed.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Gu Yiwu smiled and said: "So it's probably Qianer's younger siblings who feel lonely and heart-beating after not seeing Ziyu for a day, so they went to the academy to throw themselves into their arms, right?"

Zhao Rong was serious, "Don't talk nonsense, Qian'er came here to encourage me to study."

"Yes yes yes, we understand, in the middle of the night, talented scholars and beautiful ladies, red sleeves make people more attractive, they all like to read in the middle of the night, but can't read during the day..."

"Hahaha..." The atmosphere in the Hall of Justice was joyous.

Zhao Rong is helpless, why do best friend friends like to make such slightly nasty jokes, and Confucian scholars who read sage books are also unavoidable.

Sure enough, this is the nature of friends who like to talk about women.

Under the stage, a student from Zhengyi Hall couldn't help asking: "Mr. Zhao Xiao, did you still talk in your sleep during the Jingyi exam?"

Zhao Rong nodded again: "That's right, is there someone still saying that my sleep talk attracted Meng Zhengjun, and they want to punish me?"

The Justice Hall student immediately shook his head:

"There are some boring people who say that, but we don't believe it. How could Mr. Meng give you a punishment? You took us to Dali Fengchan this time and won a big victory. It opened her eyes. Haha, Xiao Zhao Sir, you don’t know, now that the boss and us are walking in the academy and we meet her, she will take the initiative to greet us with a nod, hahaha, she used to have a bad impression of us and didn’t wink.”

Gu Yiwu answered with a smile, rubbing his hands happily:

"That's right, I went to apply for the unblocking of the Cuju field yesterday, and I passed it. Hehe, although Meng Xuezheng's request is that it can only be opened on holidays. So Ziyu, you are talking in your sleep, as long as it doesn't affect the exam. How can Mr. Meng remember you?" Punishment, [-]% guess that you studied hard all night last night, if there were not so many people around, maybe she would have to cover the pillars of our academy with a blanket for fear of catching cold."

Everyone burst into laughter, joyful.

Zhao Rong waved his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, what happened in the morning was an accident, after all it's wrong to sleep in the exam, it's already a shame that the exam sir didn't throw me out."

Gu Yiwu had long been used to this guy's modesty, and asked curiously: "So Ziyu, you wrote so fast, how many questions were wrong in the ten scriptures?"

Zhao Rong turned his eyes sideways, "Oh, brother Yiwu, this is all right, right?"

Gu Yiwu covered his mouth and coughed twice, "No talent, I'm lucky, I'm all right."

Zhao Rong suppressed the corners of his raised lips, and praised: "It's amazing."

Gu Yiwu, who wanted to show off, noticed the emotion of his friend Gujing Wubo, and was a little frustrated, sighed: "I asked a superfluous question, of course Ziyu is absolutely right."

Zhao Rong looked at him, thought for a while, and deliberately said: "But I'm not sure about the next test questions. I thought about it for a long time before starting to write, and I don't know if it's right to solve the questions."

He changed the tone, and asked with a smile, "Brother Yiwu, how did you write?"

Gu Yiwu immediately regained his energy. It turned out that Ziyu also had a problem that he found difficult!

"Ziyu, this question is going to be difficult in the future, but don't be discouraged. I guess even Yu Huaijin, who has a perfect score every time before, will stumble this time, because this time the question is very tricky, and it is actually a test. "Tao Jing", but I happen to read "Tao Jing" thoroughly for my brother, and have some unique understandings of it..."

Gu Yiwu happily talked about a lot of his unique insights.

Zhao Rong nodded, and listened carefully to Gu Yiwu's words, satisfying his friend's strong desire to express.

After the lecture, Gu Yiwu expressed that he was very comfortable.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong didn't chat any more, and directly supplemented Gu Yiwu and the students of Zhengyi Hall with calligraphy.

It's just that this time, it was not as fast as the lecture in the candid classroom before, and it was delayed until the second quarter of Haichu, when the school was about to close, Zhao Rong just finished class, and all the students returned with a full load.

It wasn't that Zhao Rong was partial to the Hall of Justice. What he said was actually the same as what he said in the Hall of Spontaneity. However, the students in the Hall of Justice were too enthusiastic and asked too many questions. They rushed to ask for advice one by one.

The calligraphy skills of the students are different. In order to be targeted, Zhao Rong had to spare no effort to answer one by one, trying to speak in easy-to-understand language...

So, when Zhao Rong returned to Dongli Xiaozhu, Brother Tengying in the next room had already gone to bed early and left a door for him.

Tired all night, Zhao Rong locked the courtyard door, stretched his waist, went to get a bucket of well water, took a brief shower, and then went back to the house to rest, and then faced four assessments.

This time, Zhao Rong learned from his experience and waited until he got into bed with his head on the pillow before he released the state of the evil dragon activating the heart lake.

Sure enough, a flood of drowsiness came quickly.

Zhao Rong's consciousness fell silent instantly, and he fell into a deep sleep.

It was dawn in a blink of an eye.

……

Chapter 676 Window, beauty and lust

When the forest wind in the morning pushes the dull bell of the ancient bell on the top of Linlu Mountain into Dongli Xiaozhu.

Zhao Rong has opened his eyes.

He jumped out of bed like a carp.

Pushing open the window, facing the vibrant morning sun on the hilltop in the distance, squinting your eyes, and taking a deep breath.

Full of energy.

Zhao Rong rubbed his stomach, muttered something, then put on a cardigan, and ran to wash up.

Not long after, he cooked a pot of Hoto, which is noodle soup, in the kitchen. Most of it was filled, and the remaining half was well served. Zhao Rong put it on the stone table in the courtyard.

After tidying up, Zhao Rong hooked a small bookcase with two fingers and went out after eating and drinking.

Jia Tengying, who was still sleepy, poked his head out of the door, staring at the steaming bowl of Hoto in the empty courtyard and the lightly closed courtyard door.

Why do I feel that a certain roommate has been a little different since he came back...

Zhao Rong didn't know that he was so handsome that he came and went like the wind. If he knew, he would probably smile in embarrassment.

After a full night's sleep, he activated the activation state of his heart lake early, stepped on the fallen leaves, and rushed to the Mochi Academy.

I didn't feel much mental hunger when I woke up this morning. The two tubes of well water I drank yesterday are still effective, and I don't need to replenish them. They can last for two days.

Zhao Rong was quite satisfied.

He went out too early, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, and it was even more so when he arrived at the Mochi Academy, the corridor was empty.

But don't say that the king is early, and even the king is early.

The academy is close to the lakeside of Mochi, and from a distance, some hard-working students who are kings of introversion can be seen pacing and endorsing their books.

Zhao Rong smiled and went to the Renzihao examination room.

He was one of the first batch to arrive. He took out a chess book from his seat and looked down. As time went by, the examination rooms in the academy gradually became lively, and there were many people who came here because of Zhao Rong's incident yesterday. Students from other halls stopped outside the gate of Renzichang to 'look at the holy face'.

In this regard, Zhao Rong kept his ears to the outside world and turned over the chess records by himself.

In this way, when the bell rang at the second quarter of Chenzheng, the calligraphy assessment in the morning officially began.

Zhao Rong got the paper, spread it out on the table, took a rest, and smiled.

At the same time, in the Renzihao examination room, there was a burst of subconscious whispers among the candidates.

"Silence!" the new invigilator whispered.

The audience fell silent, and most of the students except Zhao Rong began to study ink and think with bitter faces.

Zhao Rong had already studied the ink, and his movements were methodical, and he began to lay down the paper and write the pen.

With a calm expression on his face, he glanced at the test questions again.

This time, Zhu Yourong did not test the students' copying of classic inscriptions on the spot like the last mid-month exam that Zhao Rong had heard about, but instead tested the students' free play on the spot.

The requirement for this scene was to improvise a calligraphy, and the theme given by the orchid lady was very simple: window.

Calligraphy only needs to have the word "window".

No wonder all the candidates lost their composure after getting the papers just now.

Zhu Yourong's requirements for students' calligraphy are already strict, and the correction of the papers is also known for being strict. For the students, the words in this assessment must be 'too many mistakes and many mistakes'. If you write too much, it is easy to leak flaws.

If the number of words required for the paper is less, around a dozen or so, they can use their best few words and some of the words that Zhu Yourong has taught them to make up a short sentence and try their best to put the best words together. A good level of presentation.

It's a pity that now, thirty different characters are tested...

Zhao Rong's complexion did not change, no surprise.

He had already guessed that betting on questions was almost useless, so he focused on teaching the basic skills of Yongzi and Bafa last night in Zhengyi Hall and Zhixing Hall.

It's just that I don't know how much the students of the two schools have listened to.

"window……"

Zhao Rong, who was sitting in the open-air examination room, turned his head to look in the direction of Dongli Xiaozhu, and then turned his head to look in the direction of Yilanxuan.

A dark window slowly appeared in his mind.

Zhao Rong leaned over the desk and waved his pen directly.

The pen walks like a dragon, and it is done in one stroke.

More than 30 characters, less than [-] breaths, will appear on the paper.

According to the old rules, without wasting time, Zhao Rong went directly to the stage, handed in the papers and left.

I didn't even bring back the bookcase test kit, because there was another test in the afternoon, and I had to come back to continue the test.

So, under the eyes of the invigilator in the Renzihao examination room who raised his eyebrows, Zhao Rong turned his head and left, leaving only the invigilator and all the candidates including Li Xueyou to look at their backs.

Then Zhao Rong, who left the Renzihao examination room, once again set foot on the empty lakeside promenade, passing by Xin, Geng, Ji, E, D, C, B, and A in turn outside the eight examination rooms.

Many students in the eight examination rooms turned their heads in a daze, looking at the back of the student who was the first to hand in their papers and leave the hall on the corridor, and began to wonder if they were taking the same set of papers...

Zhao Rong carried out the principle of being a man like the wind, and left Mochi Academy without looking back, and returned to Dongli Xiaozhu.

At noon, after Zhao Rong had a hearty lunch, he didn't take a nap. He found that the sleep supplement at night was enough to activate the heart lake during the day to consume mental and physical energy, as long as the nutrition of three meals a day could keep up.

Zhao Rong continued to review the weakest chess skills at noon, looking at the chess records and recalling Li Xueyou's chess remedial lessons and betting questions last night.

So noon passed in the blink of an eye.

In the afternoon, Zhao Rong arrived at the Renzihao examination room on time, and a group of bored students from other schools came here admiringly, with strange eyes wanting to watch the 'monkeys', Zhao Rong also ignored them as 'monkeys', bowed his head and flipped through the book.

Before the second quarter, the painting art assessment in the afternoon started on time.

Zhao Rong got the test paper, reviewed the questions, and found that it was another question for free play.

In short, it means that the examinees can draw almost anything, and the masters of painting can improve their marks.

This degree of freedom is great.

Zhao Rong thought of the burly gentleman who taught the arts of painting, his temperament was really carefree and forthright, just like the questions he posed.

Zhao Rong smiled and took out the painting tools.

After thinking for a while, he decided to draw figure paintings, and it was the "beauty portrait" in figure paintings.

The painting of beautiful women is called under the mountain, and it is called fairy painting on the mountain.

Because at the foot of the mountain, painters mainly paint ladies, noble ladies, and princesses; while on the mountain, painters mainly paint fairies, goddesses, fox goblins, etc. The titles change for different audiences.

Therefore, it can also be called beauty painting, which is simple and easy to understand, but it is one of the art forms of beauty painting, not all of them.

What, you ask, there are other kinds of beauties?

Zhao Rong suggested that this question should be asked to the knowledgeable Fan Yushu instead of asking him. As we all know, he is a decent person and only paints decent beauties.

At this time, Zhao Rong said in his heart: "You have to draw three, and you can't treat one more than another."

A purple-clothed sword spirit suddenly asked curiously, "What do you want to draw?"

Zhao Rong answered honestly, "Beauty."

"Nonsense, I am asking who you want to draw."

Zhao Rong nodded seriously: "The painting of beauties, of course, is to paint the most beautiful women."

Jian Ling glanced at her mouth, "Tsk tsk, the most beautiful woman? Her cultivation level is not high, and her tone is not small. Are you sure you have seen it before? I have seen many beauties. As for the most beautiful one... well, of course there are, you Would you like me to provide it to you?"