Zhao Rong did not expect Zhu Yourong to be so enthusiastic.
Even though I knew before that she must be a word-lover, when I really came into contact with her, I couldn't help but be burned by some kind of flame called passion emanating from the woman next to me.
Gein asked himself, even though it seemed that he could be Zhu Yourong's teacher when it came to calligraphy, he was not as good as him in some aspects.
At this moment, in Lanxuan's study, in front of the desk, facing Zhu Yourong's eyes as bright as stars, Zhao Rong fell silent.
He suddenly put down his pen and did not try to answer her question.
When Zhu Yourong saw this, her eyes dimmed, but her expression soon became excited again. She pursed her red lips and looked at Zhao Rong.
The next moment, the woman in Confucian robes reached out, silently took out an inkstone next to her, and poured some water. She lowered her eyes, with pure white hands and slender wrists, and began to gently grind the ink as dark as night for Zhao Rong.
Be quiet and silent.
Neither of them spoke anymore.
after awhile.
Zhao Ronghu said: "Zhu Yourong, do you really think calligraphy can lead to Taoism?"
Finally, the man next to her asked this question, but Zhu Yourong still kept moving, as if she was concentrating on polishing the ink, and her beautiful lips parted slightly.
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"Tzuyu wants to hear the truth or lies."
"The truth." Zhao Rong did not hesitate.
Zhu Yourong looked up at him, pursed her lips and smiled, like an orchid blooming alone in an empty valley. She smiled for a while and said softly: "I... don't know."
Zhao Rong frowned.
Zhu Yourong suddenly stretched out a round and slender green finger and tapped Zhao Rong's frown.
Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, then frowned even more and leaned back, trying to avoid it.
"Don't move."
Zhu Yourong grimaced, his tone unquestionable.
Zhao Rong's expression froze and his movements stopped.
The center of his eyebrows touched lightly with her index finger.
Zhu Yourong's fingertips rubbed the forehead of the man in front of him, slowly smoothing the wrinkles on it.
The woman in Confucian shirt talks and smiles.
Continued:
"Maybe, maybe you can enter the Tao, there is a ray of twilight, maybe you can't enter the Tao, it is an endless road."
She looked at Zhao Rong carefully and said in a leisurely, unhurried tone, "But it doesn't matter... Ziyu, what about you, do you think you can become a Taoist?"
Zhao Rong felt the slight coolness coming continuously from the pad of his index finger between his eyebrows. The soft pad of his finger had a delicate texture and an indescribable touch.
Under Zhu Yourong's gentle rubbing and slow twisting, his brows gradually relaxed.
But at this moment, Zhao Rong didn't care about this. Instead, he looked a little hesitant and said honestly: "I...I am very pessimistic about this."
Zhu Yourong's expression remained as usual.
She retracted her green fingers and thought for a moment, "It's okay, it's normal."
Zhao Rong stared into the eyes of the woman in front of him.
"Then why did you give up on Confucianism and Taoism and choose this path? I heard them say... you are the first-class Confucian scholar. I don't know how powerful this title is, but according to them, you are almost a candidate for a gentleman.
, but after you choose this path..."
He paused and said no more.
Zhu Yourong listened carefully and nodded slightly, "They are right, they are indeed candidates for the gentleman. And before I left, someone told me that the masters in the Confucian Temple had already made a jade stone for me. Listen.
It is said to be a new piece of jade from Kunlun."
"Well, it's indeed a pity."
She laughs.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips.
A Taoist gentleman wears purple energy, and a Confucian gentleman wears jade.
Jue means 'jue'.
Confucian scholars teach those who wear the jue to be a gentleman.
Zhao Rong opened his mouth and wanted to ask where the jade piece was, but in the end he swallowed it back and did not speak.
Because the answer is obvious.
The next second, his eyes turned to Zhu Yourong's waist, which was still only tied with a pure white jade. Although it looked good, it was still... not a jade, it was missing a small, narrow gap.
Confucian disciples are all worthy of jade. Confucian students have no reason to wear jade.
In addition to being used as a token to distinguish status in the strict hierarchy of Confucianism, it also has more of an implication of moral character, leaving aside the lengthy discussion of the Eleven Virtues of Jade.
Simply speaking, if a Confucian scholar wears a jade pendant, it will make a sound when moving forward or retreating. And only at a suitable pace, the jade pendant can make a pleasant and harmonious sound. Therefore, it also restricts the behavior of Confucian scholars, who must behave appropriately and act openly and aboveboard.
Therefore, if you don't want to do something shameful or inappropriate, you must never leave your body.
Zhao Rong is currently just a student of Mochi, and is not particular about the style of jade he wears. But when he becomes a Confucian scholar, there will be many more rules, and he must always wear a jade wall in front of others.
As for a gentleman, he wears a more noble jade necklace. This is a status symbol, and it is the same as the Taoist gentleman's Taoist Purple Qi. Each piece of gentleman's jade jewelery has a good origin, and a small one is from Zhongzhou.
The Confucian Temple carefully crafted the important artifacts of Confucianism.
On them are engraved a unique Confucian motto.
However, Confucianism in the Xuanhuang world has a long history. Nowadays, most gentlemen are awarded ancient jade that has been passed down in an orderly manner. They have been carried by gentlemen from ancient times and passed down from generation to generation.
Brand new jade jue is already very rare.
However, a rare Confucian lady is worthy of a new piece of jade and a new motto, which is of great significance.
But compared with ancient jade, this new jade also has advantages and disadvantages.
The ancient jade has been passed down for thousands of years and has been nurtured as a natal object by many ancient gentlemen, including some seventh-level Confucian scholars.
There are many runes and restrictions added to it, and the ancient jade color that has been cultivated by the temperature is even more mysterious and changes extraordinary. It is a real inheritance weapon, and the recipients are all mainstays of the Xuanhuang Confucian school.
Although the new jade lacks this long heritage and the incense of its predecessors, it is brand new and has no trace, which means new possibilities and greater potential, and it will also lose the ghostly legacy left by generations of jade owners.
The causal implication below.
Because beautiful jade is psychic, people are nurturing jade, and jade is also nurturing people. The influence of ancient jade is even greater. Who knows what its former owners have experienced, the cause and effect of blessings and misfortunes, and the contamination.
Zhao Rong mostly heard what Gui said about the Confucian gentleman Yujue. On that day at the Nuanxi elegant gathering, he learned that the two purple qi of "purity" and "inaction" were the symbols of the Taoist gentleman.
According to Gui, there are rumors that there are a few pieces of jade body with strange blood on the gentleman Yujue, which are contaminated by evil cause and effect, or it is extremely involved, or the reason is still unknown. If the former owner had not died suddenly and mysteriously,
, had he not committed suicide by swallowing jade... the Confucians had to seal it inside the Confucian Temple and never use it again.
Originally, after Zhao Rong heard these things, he just regarded them as a way to relieve his boredom. He felt that they were far away from him at present, and he was always concerned about them now.
If it weren't for how long it would take to break through to the Fuyao realm, if it weren't for Qingjun's Haoran realm physical condition, whether he was afraid of the cold at night, or more recently, what would be for dinner tonight, would Brother Teng Ying's fields be out of melons?
This guy from Yushu came to borrow my homework again and copied it. Please don’t copy it word for word this time...
As a result, in the ordinary life, suddenly, a woman in scholar's clothes who once had easy access to those gentlemen, now stood quietly in front of Zhao Rong.
And when I heard him mention those things, I seemed to think about it and said softly, "Oh, it was indeed a pity when you mentioned this thing." However, despite saying this, his face remained as usual and his reaction was dull. You never
There was no trace of regret on her face.
The woman in front of me, named Zhu Yourong, with the courtesy name Wei Rui, didn't seem to think that giving up on making a 'slit' out of the 'perfect jade' was something worthy of showing off.
This kind of person and this kind of thing are based on the memories of Zhao Rong and his two generations and the experience along the way.
Either it wasn't because his hidden desire was bigger and greedier, or to put it more pleasantly, it was because he had a far-sighted vision and didn't care about the small profits in front of him. He wanted bigger and more, so he temporarily gave up the title of gentleman.
Or else...
"Ambition, or the belief in pursuing the Tao?"
Zhao Rong suddenly asked.
There are some things that he wants to find out, just like he did in Zhongnan Kingdom.
In front of the desk, Zhu Yourong, who was quietly polishing ink, raised his head after hearing this, glanced at Zhao Rong, and then lowered his head to polish ink again.
The early sun that broke through the west window brought floating dust with it, staining half of her body yellow, as well as her bare hands rubbing circles on the inkstone.
The woman in a scholar's shirt stood in front of the table, tiptoeing with her right toe, leaning forward slightly, pressing against the edge of the desk. She pressed down the inkstone with her left hand to fix it, and at the same time, she supported her forward leaning body. She held the dark ink in her right hand.
Block, turn in circles in the dense ink, and grind carefully.
Zhu Yourong was like this, quiet for a while in the morning light, his hands kept moving, and he was busy with things seriously. Just when Zhao Rong thought she had almost forgotten the question he just asked.
This woman in Confucian robes with drooping eyes raised her eyelashes slightly and said softly: "No."
Zhao Rong looked slightly surprised.
But this time, before he could ask any more questions, Zhu Yourong's skillful movements of rubbing ink on her hands suddenly sped up for some unknown reason. She didn't know whether it was because she was thinking of something or because she was just in an unfounded mood. In an instant, the corners of her lips suddenly curled up,
A bright smile bloomed on his face, like the first ray of skylight that broke through the window at dawn when Zhao Rong woke up from his dream in the morning and looked up.
Under the morning light, her picturesque eyebrows were unparalleledly bright.
"No, these are noble, selfless, or grand thoughts. I have also thought about opening up a road for future generations, making meritorious deeds, establishing virtues, and establishing opinions. Women who are not weaker than you men have their own sect.
The great romance of the Li sect...these ideas are really good, really good, and they are also the answers that many people want to hear with bright eyes when they ask me..."
Zhu Yourong narrowed his eyes and spoke softly.
"At first, when my friends and relatives tried to persuade me, I gave the same answer. These very good and noble thoughts not only became the reason to block their persuasion, but also became the excuse for me to let go of everything. Even my
I feel the same way, but..."
At this point, she paused in the ink-sharpening movement, then shook her head with a smile, and continued to rub the ink that Zhu Yourong had stained on her clothes, hands, and even between her lips and teeth.
"It's just that after I left them, I walked all the way to Wangquezhou and came to this place that outsiders call Haijiao Tianya. Life here is really slow, but I think it's okay to go slower.
I didn’t even count the many, many days and nights. I polished ink, wrote, polished ink, wrote, kept writing, kept writing. My heart became quieter and quieter. It was only after I wrote that I realized what I was doing.
Suddenly, those thoughts I had were just an excuse to comfort them, or even myself."
The woman bit her lip with a dazed expression, as if she was remembering something. The teeth on her lips were like a few broken jade, which were dazzlingly white in the sunlight.
Zhao Rong watched this scene speechlessly.
Zhu Yourong stared at Mo Yan. After being stunned for a while, she nodded seriously.
"It's an excuse I use to move myself and others. In fact, I'm not selfless and don't have any lofty ideas."
Zhu Yourong suddenly raised her head and looked directly into Zhao Rong's eyes. She smiled brightly and her eyes were full of joy.
"I just like writing very much, that's all. If I like it, I do it. There are so many reasons."
Zhu Yourong's tone was cheerful and his expression was excited.
Just like a hurried traveler, burying his head in the middle of the night, not knowing where to go, not knowing what to look for, but he is in a hurry, coming in a hurry, and going in a hurry, as if all the answers are in a hurry to go far away, but suddenly a gust of wind blows
, the sky and earth were a little brighter, and she suddenly raised her head as she was walking in a hurry.
See the stormy starlight.
Tired eyes stung.
The hurried steps stopped.
The heavy luggage fell.
She raised her head and opened her mouth, standing on tiptoes and raising her hands, wanting to pinch the stars that were so close at hand.