Chapter 8: The Beautiful Youth in Green Robes, Yushu Before the Wind
Chapter 8 The beautiful young man in green robe, Yushu before the wind
Author: Wandering Toad
Chapter 8 The beautiful young man in green robe, Yushu before the wind
Zhu Ying was very dissatisfied and thought to himself: "Is it just a photographic memory? With such a great poetic talent, is Wang Chong a perfect person in the world? I don't believe he can still write a poem with the same title!"
Although Xiaochong had a photographic memory, writing poetry was another kind of talent, but he had no immediate talent. He was dumbfounded after hearing the words for a long time, and he could hold back the sweat on his forehead, but he still had no talent.
Zhu Ying couldn't bear to see Wang Chong looking so blank, and was about to soften her words, saying that she was just joking.
Xiaochong was afraid that his friend would be angry, so he suddenly remembered an old poem in his father's collection, and thought to himself: "Fortunately, my father also has a song praising beautiful men, otherwise how can I make Brother Zhu calm down?"
He hesitated again and again, then calmed down and read: "A beautiful young man in a green robe stands in front of a jade tree facing the wind; he writes thousands of poems in the morning, and loves to escape to Zen when he is drunk."
Zhu Ying was stunned for a long time, then he lowered his head and glanced down. He was wearing a green shirt, and as if he was seeing a ghost, he murmured: "So there really is such a perfect man in the world." He suddenly became depressed and whispered: "Go to sleep!
We still have class tomorrow.”
Xiaochong breathed a sigh of relief, took off his clothes and lay down, silently thinking about the inscriptions, and fell asleep soon after.
However, Zhu Ying tossed and turned and still couldn't fall asleep.
He heard Wang Chong snoring slightly, so he lit the lamp again, looked at Wang Chong carefully for a while with the faint light like a firefly, and said in a low voice: A handsome young man with amazing talent and beauty..."
Zhu Ying pondered for a long time, suddenly her face turned red, she blew out the light, and lay down again, but there were countless thoughts in her mind, coming and going again and again, and she fell asleep slightly at dawn.
The next day!
Wang Chong and Zhu Ying both got up too late to have breakfast.
Xiaochong got up first and saw that the sun was not bright enough, so he hurriedly called Zhu Ying.
Zhu Ying was startled and shouted hurriedly: "Oops, pack up and leave quickly. If you're a little later, you won't even have time to go to class."
Xiao Chong dressed in a hurry, while Zhu Ying lay down with her clothes on. She didn't need to, but she wanted to freshen up a little. Both of them moved quickly, and in an instant, they went out together and ran hand in hand.
When he arrived outside the study hall, Zhu Yingcai realized that he actually held Wang Chong's hand along the way. Fortunately, he ran all the way. His face was slightly flushed, but he couldn't tell that he was agitated. He hurriedly said: "If Master asks me today,
When you get up, just say that you will recite your homework at night and go to bed late, and never talk about coming home late."
"Egret Academy has strict rules. If we knew that little brother Wang Chong was wandering around at night, we might send you home."
Xiaochong was also awe-inspiring. He said goodbye to Zhu Ying and entered the Dingzi Study Hall. Before he could sit down, he heard the master shout: "Wang Chong, come with me."
He thought he was going to be scolded and was very panicked. His mother sent him to study. If he was kicked back because he didn't follow the rules, he would definitely make his mother angry.
Xiao Chong is thinking about how to pass the level.
Song Gonglian took this smart student and broke into the study of Judge Xun, saying: "This is Wang Chong."
Seeing Wang Chong's honest and honest appearance, Xun Fa felt fond of him and asked, "Have you ever entered school?"
Wang Chong had long heard that the dean was a great scholar of the time. He had written books and countless articles. His disciples were famous all over the world, and his reputation was all over the world. He felt nervous and replied in a low voice: "I was selected as a scholar last year."
Xun Fa was slightly surprised and said: "Since you have the reputation of being a scholar, you should join the B class. How did you end up in the D class?"
Song Gonglian also didn't know that Wang Chong already had the reputation of being a scholar, so he laughed and said, "I wanted to get him a place in Class B, but I didn't expect that this kid actually has the reputation of being a scholar. I'm blind."
Xun Fa also laughed and said, "Are you going to take the provincial examination next year?"
Xiaochong nodded hurriedly and replied: "I am indeed going to take the provincial examination."
Xun Fa said: "Listen to Gong Lian, if you can memorize the Six Histories by heart, it can be said that you are diligent. Nowadays, when recruiting scholars in the imperial court, the main focus is on policy questions, but if you want to be selected, you must work hard on serious articles."
Xiaochong was very nervous in front of such great Confucian masters as Xun Fa, with a blank look on his face, as if he was confused.
After Xun Fa said a few words, he couldn't help but smile and thought to himself: "This child has a good character, but he is too lively and nervous when he is in love." He gave some instructions, left Song Gonglian behind, and let Wang Chong leave on his own.
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Xiaochong left Xunfa's yard, he breathed a sigh of relief and his spirits were slightly lifted, but when he saw Zhu Ying coming towards him, he smiled and said: "Let's go eat together."
He hurriedly said: "Very good."
Zhu Ying chuckled and said: "Yesterday, those people skipped class and went to wait outside Master Xiao's room, hoping to become a disciple and seek immortality. No one came back all day and night. They were all disappointed and have been punished today."
Xiaochong also thought it was very interesting, but he was not good at words and couldn't find any suitable words to say. He just smiled innocently and didn't know how to cheer him up.
Zhu Ying didn't care either. The two of them chatted. When they arrived at the dining hall, he still made the decision and ordered a few light dishes for Wang Chong. He also had a bowl of plain noodles and ate very elegantly.
After lunch, the two went back to rest together.
Zhu Ying had classes in the afternoon, and Wang Chong was the only one left. He memorized the book in the attic for a while, and couldn't help but let out the black cloud.
This black cloud can be big or small. When it is expanded to its maximum size, it has a radius of half an acre. When it shrinks, it is no more than the size of a fist and can be contained in a sleeve.
Even the little insect doesn't know what this thing is? What can it do? What kind of magical effect does it have?
The inscription on that deep, deep, endless, vast, like a dragon waking up to stings, with the meaning of being unable to control it, can only be used to control it, it can only be big or small, it can be released or closed, it can be floated or swayed
, but also contains the sound of wind and thunder.
Xiao Chong played around in the attic for a while, and the black cloud rolled around but it obeyed. He suddenly had a whim and said to himself: "I wonder if I can sit on it and fly up into the sky like some old Luo demon."
He jumped up and sat on the black cloud, but fell through the black cloud and fell to the ground. His buttocks felt so painful that he suddenly felt lost.
The black clouds dispersed by Wang Chong as he sat down lingered around his body, giving him a slightly refreshing feeling.
Xiao Chong stretched out his hand and pressed the ground, trying to get up, but unexpectedly, his whole body flew up lightly, surrounded by silky clouds and mist.
His heart was horrified, his limbs were moving wildly, and he was turning around lightly in mid-air, as nimble as a monkey swimming in the clouds.
When his feet were glued to the ground, Xiaochong was still in shock, but he was overjoyed. He couldn't explain how he felt, but he just felt that this thing was no longer a black wind evil cloud.
The way it is used is very weird. It is not used to fly in the sky at all. It is more like a weapon that can be strong or soft, and can be invisible. It can be collected into the pores of the body and released. The whole body is surrounded by clouds and mist, making people as flexible as "
"Flying Bird", making all kinds of incredible moves in the air.
"Did I dismantle it into a new magic weapon?"
Xiao Chong played for a while, collected the black clouds, and took out the copper ring again. He thought to himself: "If you throw this thing out, it can hit someone. It's probably not a powerful treasure, otherwise it wouldn't be thrown away by that Taoist."
"Or maybe they thought this thing was too useless and deliberately left it as a reward for asking me for directions."
Xiao Chong practiced for several days and became very skillful in handling it.
However, his mother had strictly disciplined him since he was a child. He relaxed for two or three hours and played with two treasures for a while, but he still wanted to study.
There were still more than ten volumes of books distributed by the academy that had not been memorized. Xiaochong did not dare to be too indulgent, so he put away the two things, took out the book box again, and slowly started to memorize the books that he had not memorized.