Chapter seven hundred and ninth the eve of the holiday
Zhao Rong saw two trees on his way back.
One is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree.
They all grow up in front of the Zunjing Pavilion.
This Zunjing Pavilion is not far from Zhu Yourong's Yilanxuan. It is different from the Shushan Library where the collection of books is open to all rivers. The pavilion only collects ancient scriptures and ancient scriptures, and its audience is only the scholars in the academy who are practicing Jingyi, Confucianism and Taoism.
, it is not as lively as the library, with only a few customers coming in and out. There are many such attics that focus on a single Confucian and Taoist book in the academy.
However, Mr. Yan has recommended this place before, and Zhao Rong has also been here several times. He did find several interesting collections of classics and meanings, which benefited him a lot. He was returning from Yilanxuan and happened to pass by to return the books.
Before Zhao Rong entered the door, he glanced at the two jujube trees outside the pavilion.
When he came to borrow books before, the jujubes were not yet ripe, but now in the harvest season, the jujube branches are lush and leafy, with towering green shade. The jujubes hanging between the leaves are green and red, and they are as big as eggs, which must be very sweet.
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The counter on the first floor of the Zunjing Pavilion was empty. Only three or two scholars were scattered behind the rows of gray wooden bookshelves, either reading or in a daze. The atmosphere in the building was as quiet as the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window. Zhao Rong did not hesitate at all.
Unexpectedly, this Sutra Pavilion has a great name, but its popularity is very low. The college's utility department only assigned an old servant here, who is responsible for daily cleaning and sitting behind the counter to register rental books.
Just looking at the rows of bookshelves several people high, Zhao Rong felt melancholy for the wooden ladder at the foot of the old servant. He didn't know who sent whom away first. Of course, it was not ruled out that he was a hidden elder, one of the sweeping monks.
I just want to come here to experience the ordinary life. After all, I am the most powerful librarian in the universe. No one can say for sure?
Zhao Rong returned the book by himself and walked to the counter. He did not see the tall and thin old servant whom he had met a few times before. It seemed that he was devoted to the current hot fishing business and did not waste a moment. So Zhao Rong
Rong took out a book return form on the table. After registering it, he put the stacks neatly and turned around to leave.
After passing the two jujube trees at the gate, someone did not leave immediately, but slowed down. He looked around and saw no one. Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves, jumped up the tree, and started to squirm.
Pick dates.
"From youth to maturity, from skinny to plump, I can't let you be a widow anymore, I have to help." Zhao Rong grabbed a ripe date, took a bite, his mouth was full of sweet meat, and nodded sincerely while speaking slurred words,
"Well, when we get back, let Brother Yushu and Brother Tengying help us too..."
I remember that there was a jujube tree at the door of my house in my previous life. It enjoyed the cool air in summer, picked jujubes in autumn, shook the snow in winter, and filled the garden in spring.
Zhao Rongyi finished one jujube on the trunk of the tree, and then started moving. Adhering to the humanitarian spirit of not eating waste, the crisp dates of the two jujube trees were stripped away like wind and clouds.
A moment later, Zhao Rong was holding his bulging pockets on the tree trunk, nodding with satisfaction, then turned around and prepared to jump down. He didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, he met the expressionless gaze of the tall and thin old servant, who was sitting there.
In front of a desk on the second floor of Zunjing Pavilion, the window on the second floor happened to face these two jujube trees. I don’t know how long the old servant in the building stared at them.
"..." Zhao Rong dropped half a date from his mouth.
The atmosphere inside and outside the window was a little awkward for a moment...
In the end, someone left safely without a blushing face and without a beating heart, and was not chased away in embarrassment.
In fact, Zhao Rong was staring at him in the tree at that time. He was ready to hand over all the money he had earned from his sins. However, before he could speak in embarrassment, the tall and thin old servant in the window had already turned his head and spread out a book in his hand.
As I write the booklet, I seem to be continuing my work.
So Zhao Rong also tacitly pretended that nothing happened, jumped down from the tree, left a basket of dates on the counter on the first floor, and left.
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Zhao Rong returned home with a full load. On the way back, he gnawed on ripe dates and continued to read the books that Zhu Yourong had thrown to him.
Unexpectedly, this is a roster that records the current gentlemen of Linlu Academy. It roughly records the personal information of the gentlemen in the academy. Naturally, it will not be too detailed, but it can be used to gain a general understanding of the people in the academy.
The faculty's qualifications are more than sufficient, and it will be convenient for future apprenticeship choices.
"No wonder I suddenly mentioned the apprenticeship thing before. It turned out that I had already prepared for it."
Zhao Rong nodded, and then quickly scanned some of them without care, and finally found a few names of gentlemen who were specially circled in red. They must have been highly recommended by Zhu Yourong, but what surprised Zhao Rong was that among them there were
An acquaintance.
"Old Jijiu? Aren't you going to fish for your retirement and not accept disciples?"
Zhao Rong groaned, then laughed and shook his head after a while.
He found that the people whose names were circled by Zhu Yourong were almost all highly respected gentlemen and wives in the academy. They were all similar to Lao Jijiu. They were at least among the six gentlemen of the academy. Their seniority and status were naturally very high, but the corresponding difficulty of becoming a disciple was also quite high...
...And what Zhao Rong had always thought about before was to become a disciple of Mr. Yan and study Confucianism and Taoism, even though his current goal was to stand out among the current Mochi students as a scholar.
"She seems to have misunderstood."
Zhao Rong sighed, but lowered his head and thought about it, it was her good intentions after all, Zhao Rong silently put away the roster...
When he returned to Dongli Xiaozhu, the sky was glowing with the last crimson of the sunset, and Zhao Rong could see the crowded figures in the courtyard with the open door from a distance.
"It's a coincidence." Zhao Rong quickly entered the hospital, glanced at Yu Huaijin, Xiao Hongyu, Wu Peiliang and other ten classmates, and then walked alone towards the water tank next to the well.
He turned his back to everyone and bent down to scoop up the washed dates, while laughing and joking: "Tell me, which traitor revealed military information and spread the word about my new batch of jujubes, attracting everyone?"
Everyone laughed, and the leader, Yu Huaijin, glanced at the dates and asked curiously: "Is this a gift from Mr. Jingzi? Have any of Yilanxuan's dates been eaten by Jingzi?"
"That's not true. I picked it while passing by Zunjing Pavilion. I don't usually see anyone picking it and eating it. It's a pity that no one eats it when it's ripe, so I accepted it with a smile." Zhao Rong replied truthfully.
Yu Huaijin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Zhao Rong picked up a date and rubbed it on his shoulder, then threw one to Jia Tengying, "Brother Tengying, what are you doing standing there dumbly? Stop staring at you, Senior Yu. Go serve tea. How long have you been waiting for?"
Leave all these brothers hanging here."
"Oh oh oh." Jia Tengying, who was squatting behind everyone, was stunned. As if he had found his backbone, he immediately ran to the kitchen.
"It's okay, I didn't wait long." Yu Huaijin shook his head.
Zhao Rong nodded and ordered behind her: "Remember, take out our best tea and entertain everyone."
Jia Tengying couldn't help but turn around, "Our...tea?"
Zhao Rong said without blinking: "It's okay, as long as you have it."
Jia Tengying: "..."
Yu Huaijin, Xiao Hongyu and others couldn't help but glance at a certain bachelor who was having sex with his roommate for free.
Zhao Rong's expression remained as usual, and he didn't immediately ask them what they were here for. He distributed the washed dates to everyone, took a bite of them himself, and said half-jokingly while chewing:
"Unfortunately for everyone, we only have dates and hot tea to entertain you today, and the kitchen is not open. Brother Teng Ying likes to eat the steamed buns in the morning, so we definitely can't eat them together. As for me, I will be closed for the next few days tomorrow and tonight.
They came all the way and were waiting for me at the residence outside. They should have prepared a hot meal. I will go out to eat later. As for Yushu... well, he is a wealthy man, so he can contribute a meal and let his bookboy buy delicacies.
Go...where are the others?"
Zhao Rong looked around and realized that a guy who liked to treat Dongli Xiaozhu as his second home to eat and drink was not in the yard...