Zhao Rong's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the woman in Confucian shirt coming towards him.
In this solemn and solemn academy, her sudden appearance was like a walking bright scenery.
Everyone has a love for beauty, so of course Zhao Rong would not let go of this stunning look, so he looked at it with open eyes.
Different from the uniform clothes of other academicians, this woman is wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt. Although the clothes are wide and cover her figure, she must have a graceful figure. Wearing a wide Confucian shirt also shows a kind of big sleeves.
The flying beauty.
Such a woman seems to look good in anything she wears.
Zhao Rong's eyes showed appreciation.
As for the face of the woman in Confucian robes, when he first looked at it, he could only sigh "so beautiful", but he couldn't describe how beautiful it was.
Zhao Rong has always felt that it is difficult for those elegant and beautiful adjectives in books to describe all the beautiful women in the world accurately.
Words are far from enough, but the feelings from the heart can be described.
For example, among the many beauties he had seen in the past, the two women who cared most about him were of course.
For Qingjun, on the night of the wedding, the first thing he saw after lifting his red headband was the pair of long autumn eyes and a light brown tear mole.
If we want to describe the beauty of Qingjun, then this is the most unforgettable feature of Zhao Rong.
The long autumn eyes gave people a feeling of being cold and lonely, but the faint teardrops also gave people a touching and loving feeling. The strange mixture of these two temperaments outlined the woman and slowly walked into his heart.
Qingjun is the bright moon in Zhao Rong's heart, casting a slow white moonlight, sometimes cold and clear, sometimes gentle and flowing.
But the beauty that Su Xiaoxiao retained in Zhao Rong's heart was those charming and narrow fox eyes, the two thorny little tiger teeth, well, there was also a pair of jade hands that went from clumsy to skillful, and the little head in front of him.
He looked up at her with eyes of love and admiration.
Su Xiaoxiao is the little cub that lives happily in Zhao Rong's heart, cute and clinging, sometimes innocent and naive, sometimes charming and sultry.
Therefore, Zhao Rong believes that to truly appreciate a woman, the most important thing is her temperament and feelings.
At this time, the woman in Confucian shirt who was about to pass by Zhao Rong was very obvious in this aspect.
Because apart from her beauty, her appearance did not leave an unforgettable impression on Zhao Rong, who had a critical eye.
But a temperament exists from the inside out.
The woman in a Confucian shirt is like a graceful lady who has stepped out of poetry and painting. Her posture is extremely quiet and elegant, and she has an aura of lightness...
Zhao Rong suddenly thought of orchids. That's right, this woman seemed to be an orchid in the empty valley...
However, at this time, for some reason, she frowned lightly and her steps were a little hurried, so the orchids seemed a little swaying and busy, and they smelled more like fireworks.
Especially when I saw that the thing that bound her hair was actually a slender hairpin dipped in ink.
Zhao Rong smiled casually, interestingly.
Li Jinshu turned his head and told Zhao Rong about some academy matters in detail. When he realized that someone was approaching in front of him and turned around, Zhu Weirui had already passed by them as if there was no one around.
After Li Jinshu saw the person clearly, he slowly lowered his hand that he had just raised to salute. He looked at Zhu Weirui's back as he left in a hurry. He felt a little strange. He didn't know why this female gentleman, who was usually dignified, quiet and polite when he met her, was acting like this today.
I was in a hurry, and I didn’t know who or what I was doing.
Li Jinshu shook his head gently. Suddenly, he saw the newly recruited junior brother next to him who was still looking back at Mr. Zhu.
Li Jinshu couldn't help but sigh slightly, but hesitated to speak.
Zhao Rong had just smelled the sweet fragrance of the woman in Confucian robes who was looking intently. At this moment, his expression suddenly changed and he spoke softly.
"Elder brother, is this... female gentleman Mr. Zhu?"
"Yes."
Li Shida responded, thinking that Zhao Rong would ask again, but when he saw Zhao Rong just nodded lightly with a calm face, he stopped talking and continued walking side by side with him.
Li Shida thought for a while and decided to speak out.
"Little junior brother."
"What's the matter, Senior Brother?"
Li Shida sounded serious.
"Mr. Zhu is elegant and erudite. She is indeed a rare beauty. But she is our teacher after all... You should know that the academy is open to education and will also admit some women, and it is not
We oppose admiration and interactions between male and female students of the same generation and within the limits of etiquette. However, no matter how open the atmosphere is, certain ethical standards between teachers and students cannot be crossed."
In fact, he didn't say some more straightforward words because he was afraid of hurting this young junior brother. Although in the Yamashita Dynasty, it was common for people to get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and men who were seventeen or eighteen were already very old, but
In the mountains, Zhao Rong was still too young for the long life of a monk.
Li Shida looked worriedly at Zhao Rong, who had a calm expression after hearing this. He was afraid that due to his youthful nature, he would be stubborn and disobedient and arrogant, thinking that he could break through all obstacles.
Turn back.
As everyone knows, sometimes you are not even qualified to hit the south wall, because some people are born in the sky. If you step on the mud and can't get up, how can you hit it?
Besides, how can Mr. Zhu, who is very polite to everyone, be so simple as a college gentleman? Let’s not mention his family background. I heard from the teacher that Mr. Zhu is not yet a year old, but his cultivation level has already surpassed him...
"oh."
Zhao Rong responded softly, looked at Li Shida's expression, and probably guessed what was going on. He tilted his head slightly and said, "Elder brother has misunderstood. Ziyu did not say anything frivolous towards Mr. Zhu."
"Then why does Jingzi say that you are a slut and prevent you from entering the academy?"
Zhao Rong said casually: "Because I said those words to her."
Li Jinshu's expression froze, he slowly turned his head, and after a moment of silence he said quietly: "Junior brother, Jingzi is not a human race, but a spirit. Her true body is an orchid..."
Zhao Rong didn't notice Li Jinshu's expression for a moment.
He nodded slightly and guessed that the girl named Jingzi was probably not a human girl. After all, her character was too unpleasant.
She is coquettish, petty and vindictive, not cute at all. It turns out that she is a flower spirit and wild charm, with some unruly and perverse wildness.
However, the unconventional name "Jingzi" is quite reasonable. After all, based on my observation when I just met Mr. Zhu, he is indeed a person who loves orchids.
Orchid in tranquility.
But...how can that flat-chested girl have any of the static dignity of an orchid?
What is really missing...
Zhao Rong shook his head, but he also had some understanding of Mr. Zhu's temperament. After all, he had taught this charming girl a little too harshly. If he fell into the hands of me to train him...
He chuckled.
When Li Jinshu saw Zhao Rong hearing this, he actually smiled and his eyelids twitched, "Little junior brother... Well, although Jingzi is a spirit charm and has a longer lifespan than you and me, but... as far as her own clan is concerned, she is still a child.
Ah, just like the girl she is now in..."
Zhao Rong was stunned, what are you talking about?
Li Jinshu gritted his teeth and said, "Junior brother, you can't, at least you shouldn't... How about you wait until she grows up and try again?"
Zhao Rong: "???"
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PS: I have another chapter in the works, I don’t know if I can hold on.
By the way, Xiaorong said he would meet Qingjun soon, do you guys still believe it...