Zhao Rong had the impression that it was the Yamashita dynasty closest to Duyou City.
On the mountain and river map of Wangquezhou.
Duyou City is located at the "top" of the northern part of Wangque Island. It is a protruding peninsula, like a vaguely semicircular hat.
The Dali Dynasty is closely connected with Duyou City, and it can be said that it wears this hat.
It is the northernmost Shanxia dynasty in Wangquezhou.
Linlu Academy is located on the junction between the two, or the academy is the junction.
One step to the north is Duyou, and looking to the south is the land of Dali.
One foot up the mountain, one foot down the mountain.
The academy is next to the northernmost county of Dali. There is a mountain ferry in this county, which is Xiaoyaojin. It is also the last stop of the Wangquezhou mountain ferry before going to Duyou City.
The reason why Zhao Rong remembers it so clearly.
It was because when I was in Qianjing of Great Chu, when I had just regained my memory, I went to the Imperial College to visit Mr. Fang.
Mr. Fang mentioned this big separation to him.
At that time, Mr. Fang said that Linlu Academy was in the northernmost part of Dali. Well, now it seems that this statement is correct.
It is indeed the end for the mortals at the foot of the mountain. Going further north is the most prosperous Duyou City.
When I think of Mr. Fang who is still working as an ordinary teacher in Qianjing Imperial College.
Zhao Rong felt warm in his heart.
Later, when I bought a ticket for the mountain ferry at Qingfengju, it seemed that it was because of this extra stop.
Well, whether it's going directly to Duyou City, or getting off the boat in Xiaoyaojin and going to Linlu Academy.
Zhao Rong wants to "Chenghui eleven spiritual stones".
At that time, he was standing at the front of Qingfengju's team, with only ten spirit stones in his pocket.
I still remember that it happened to be the missing spiritual stone.
Let Zhao Rong get acquainted with Liu Sanbian, who wanted to go north to die.
By the way, I also met Lin Qingxuan, who went out to play to avoid Lin Wenruo.
Well, in Zhao Rong's eyes at that time, the latter was like a brainless villain, with an inexplicable expression on his face.
Just looking at it now.
Lin Qingxuan, who called him "poor and big", was actually a troubled boy who had lived in the shadow of Lin Wenruo since childhood.
However, despite this, Zhao Rong did not know much about this seemingly large-scale Yamashita dynasty.
When Xiaoxiao and I first took a dragon boat ride from Lidu to Duyou City, we only passed through Dali.
I didn't use my feet to measure it myself.
In the quiet morning just after autumn, I stood among the fallen leaves in the open space behind the mountain, squinting at the clear colors of Mochi Pinghu not far away, facing the autumn wind.
It seems to be a very suitable environment for memories.
These are the familiar past events that the word "Da Li" evoked in Zhao Rong's mind.
And faced with his doubtful tone.
Gu Yiwu's reaction was relatively dull, unconsciously carrying the careless arrogance common among people on the mountain.
"Well, Dali is the one closest to the mountain. I remember that Emperor Dali visited the academy several times before. He has a good relationship with our academy."
Zhao Rong nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
But someone was aroused to talk.
Gu Yiwu looked around.
The thin broom, in his big hand, was like a little daughter-in-law who had just entered the house and was bullied and ravaged, being pushed up and down, back and forth, deep and shallow, dancing like a tiger.
Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched and he moved a step further away from him.
However, men seem to like to play with sticks.
Especially a strong stick that is straight, long and hard.
Hold it in your hand and dance around, feeling strangely comfortable...
Zhao Rong remembered that when he was a child, if he could pick up a branch or stick like this on the road, he would be happy for a long time.
Maybe it’s the secondary pride of “With a stick in my hand, I have the world”.
Looking at the burly man in front of him who was a student of Justice Hall and who was calm and majestic in front of the students, he played with the broom with relish.
Zhao Rong nodded secretly in his heart.
Well, I looked at it whether it was the previous life or this world.
Men's happiness is so simple.
Gu Yiwu inspected the figure of a serious woman again, and at a certain moment, the broom waved vigorously in his hand stopped.
"Brother Ziyu...brother Zhao, you are calling me too damn harsh. I will call you brother Ziyu from now on, and you can do the same, just call me by my name."
Zhao Rong nodded.
Gu Yiwu immediately said seriously: "Brother Ziyu, do you know what Dali is rich in?"
Zhao Rong didn't even raise his eyebrows, "Beauty."
Gu Yiwu opened his eyes, which were bigger than a bell. "Brother Ziyu, what do you know? Have you heard of it before?"
Zhao Rong was calm in his heart, but he shook his head and smiled deliberately and mysteriously, said nothing, and continued to clean the fallen leaves.
He knows a hammer, but he doesn't even know the surname of the Dali royal family.
However, Zhao Rong knew that if the atmosphere between men became uncomfortable in private, they would most likely be talking about women.
Gu Yiwu nodded and shook his head, his eyes meaningful, "Brother Ziyu is not entirely right, I should say...she is a beauty."
Zhao Rong paused slightly, couldn't help but look at his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and subconsciously moved his steps further away from him.
Gu Yiwu: “…………”
The burly man said angrily: "What are you thinking about? I'm not interested in men."
He turned around and spoke eloquently: "However, there are indeed many good monks in this mountain... If you want to mention this great distance, you have to mention beauties."
"Li people are rich in beauties, and they are generally handsome men and women, slender and graceful. Let me talk about this Li girl first. In addition to her long and graceful body, she is most famous for her slim waist in the mountains and down the mountains."
"I remember that there was a suave gentleman in the academy who liked to comment on beauties. He once said, 'The divorced woman has a thin waist and a slender hand. Ran Ruo is light in the palm, and the waist is thin and long. She is like a flower explaining the words, like a jade and the fragrance is fragrant.'"
good review."
Gu Yiwu smiled and said: "If a woman has a slender waist, that would be...ahem, Brother Zhao, have you ever experienced it?"
"No."
Zhao Rong said decisively.
However, he couldn't help but think of Qingjun's charm.
Speaking of which, the lady is tall and has a slender waist.
As for why it's 'like', it's because Zhao Rong didn't pay much attention to it. As for the taste...
He usually doesn't touch Qingjun's waist.
She also often avoided Zhao Rong's presence there.
because……
Ticklish.
In the childlike words of Zhao Rong, Qingjun, and Qianer in private.
Qingjun's ticklish flesh was there, and when she touched it, she shrank like a frightened rabbit.
In addition, on weekdays, Qingjun wears a chest-length skirt or a purple dress.
She likes to wear loose clothes that cover her waist, and rarely wears clothes that tighten her waist and show off her figure.
Well, Xiaoxiao, the silly fox demon, on the contrary, wears men's clothes with a graceful figure, for fear that others can't see it...
However, it is not surprising that Qingjun's waist is so slender as he practices swordsmanship.
I just don’t know how it compares to this divorced girl.
As for Xiaoxiao, she seems to be petite and exquisite everywhere, the kind that can be curled up in Zhao Rong's arms.
However, he knew that this stupid girl looked like a small one, but she was also very chubby, but she was definitely lacking in weight...
Just this, when Zhao Rong was bored, he thought about how he could talk to Gu Yiwu.
At this time, Gu Yiwu heard the words and said seriously: "After Ziyu graduates and leaves the academy, he can try to go to Dali to become a national scholar. This is a good place to go."
Zhao Rong knew it was a joke and shook his head with a smile.
Gu Yiwu added with a straight face: "As for the handsome man from Dali, he is well-known in some circles of the Xian family on the mountain. He is very popular with nobles from wealthy families and old guys in the Xian family sect...
"
Zhao Rong had no choice but to stop the broom and said, "Brother Yiwu, stop talking and sweep the floor quickly."
Gu Yiwu nodded, "Okay."
Just when Zhao Rong thought he would stop.
This burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes jokingly said: "Today the tiger is in Pingyang, but fortunately, I have this sword in my hand!"
He waved the broom and said, "Tzuyu, please eat my old Gu Yijian."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Not long after.
It was not easy for Zhao Rong to persuade Gu Yiwu, who felt something was wrong the more he got to know him, to come back and be a "sweeper" with peace of mind.
However, being embarrassed by Meng Zhengjun before still made them unhappy.
After discussing it, the two decided to find the only person in the academy who had the power to suppress Meng Zhengjun.
Soon, they finished sweeping the floor and ran to find a smiling person to drink wine.