Regarding the fact that his teacher and the strange man wrote a couplet together, Yu Huaijin had a slight guess in his heart.

Similar practices are very common in the words of some talented and beautiful people.

And not long ago, Han Wenfuqiao also borrowed the residual sentence she casually mentioned to make a poem for her.

The specific meaning of this kind of "elegant thing" can be roughly understood even by people who do not read poetry and books.

Yu Huaijin cave is like watching the fire.

Also, teacher, she ...... After all, she is also a woman.

Even if a Confucian monk who has read the books of sages and sages, he will still have seven emotions and six desires.

Not to mention......

Yu Huaijin narrowed his eyes, his figure moved quietly, and he lightly bypassed the table and came to the opposite side of Zhu Weirui, who was writing.

There were seven inkstones on the table, and most of them were empty, presumably filled with ink, but used by the teacher.

She reached out and took an empty inkstone, took clean water and began to grind the ink.

Yu Huaijin has a dignified posture, grinding with his left hand, his movements are light and heavy, the speed is moderate, and there is no ink splashing.

She raised her eyes and looked at Zhu Weirui.

I saw that this woman in a Confucian shirt was standing in the sun, bowing her head and writing, looking up slightly from time to time, looking at the framed couplet, writing and writing, the corners of her lips gradually raised, and she was unconscious.

Yu Huaijin pursed her lips gently.

When she looked at the words of this strange man, she just felt dignified and majestic, and she didn't see too many doorways.

In other words, in the eyes of many people, including Yu Huaijin, well-written words feel the same, and they can only say "good-looking" and other subjective aesthetic feelings.

As for the ugly and bad words written, then some of them have been said......

However, looking at the teacher's appearance, there must be something deeper hidden in this man's words, which fascinated her.

Yu Huaijin shook her head and didn't think too much about it, after all, this should be something that should be studied among great Confucians like teachers, she is only a college student at the moment, and it is useless to think too much.

However, Yu Huaijin still sighed slightly in her heart, according to the teacher's temperament, she likes to look at people with words, and remembers that she often said to her, "Words are like people", so if you are obsessed with words, then you will ...... The same is likely to be true for people.

Yu Huaijin once again thought of the couplet written by the two outside the door of Yilanxuan, and suddenly felt slightly curious? This strange man ...... Well, it is likely to be the master in the future? Who is it? Is it a gentleman in the academy or a great Confucian scholar outside the academy, or a gentleman?

A little bit of time passes? The original inclined early sun was gradually straightened.

The male students in the waiting box near the entrance of the courtyard? I also regret leaving.

Inside the orchid garden? On the bookcase? The ink, which was as black as the night in the inkstone, gradually decreased, and was filled with grinding by a snow-white hand.

The table was covered with rice paper, layered on top of each other.

Finally.

A moment? The woman in the Confucian shirt in front of the bookcase suddenly stopped writing? Stared at a certain word in the pen, blinked, and in an instant, smiled again? Like a hollow valley orchid, silent.

The next second.

Zhu Weirui's bent upper body? Suddenly straightened up, put the brush on the table with a smile, raised her head lightly, and saw Yu Huaijin, her eyes lit up, but immediately, but she said angrily, "When did Huaijin come, why didn't you call me?" ”

Yu Huaijin had already turned her head to look when Zhu Weirui stopped writing, but at this time, she did not answer the teacher's words for the first time, but ...... The eye is drawn to a spectacular scenery somewhere.

Zhu Weirui's movement just straightened up was a little violent, resulting in the fact that now, somewhere is "shaking the earth", as if turning over, and the aftershocks are repeated.

If Zhao Rong was present at this moment, after a glance, he would definitely be poetic, raise his head with his hands behind his back, and chant with a righteous face, "The peaks and mountains are like gathering, and the waves are like angry ......", and he will enter a Nanshan product on the spot, which must be no problem.

Zhu Weirui noticed the student's sight, her cheeks flew over a wisp of glow, last night she took a whim in the orchid bath, suddenly got up and took a bath, steamed slightly with aura, pulled the waterfall hair at will, simply put on a Confucian shirt, and did not go to bind her body, so she came here to write with a firefly bag and a pen, and it was already dawn in the blink of an eye, and the student was on the side.

Well, this shirt is already the widest in the wardrobe, why is it still ...... It's so close, but, fortunately, it's just Huai Jin, who has a close relationship.

"Ahem," Zhu Weirui bit her lip, secretly annoyed that she was not ashamed, raised her hand to cover her mouth and coughed lightly, and by the way, she used her wide sleeves to block a place where earthquakes were frequent.

After Yu Huaijin glanced at it a few times, she looked away expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened, she saluted respectfully: "Teacher, Xuanji has just come for a long time, and when I saw that the teacher was engrossed, I didn't bother, and there was nothing wrong anyway." ”

Zhu Weirui also wanted to return the gift, but it was broad daylight at the moment, and it happened to be a dangerous period after the earthquake, so she had to beware of aftershocks, and it was better to stand still.

She became more and more annoyed in her heart, looked left and right around without people, and at the same time, stretched out her hand to lift through the void, "How can Huai Jin still be so polite...... Hey, that's it. ”

"Jingzi, strange, where did you run again? ”

Yu Huaijin shook her head, "I don't know, I saw her watering the flower garden just now, maybe she opened the door again, I remember that Jingzi didn't pick up one, take care of the side door of the academy, and now it's almost noon." ”

When Zhu Weirui heard this, she was quiet for a moment, she looked down at the framed couplet in the center of the bookcase, and spoke softly, her voice calm.

"Don't go now, this girl has a stubborn temperament, somehow, she didn't learn the Jingya of orchids at all, so I'll take it with me to watch it in the future, and I'll never let her run around in the academy anymore, I actually bumped into him last time......"

The woman in the Confucian shirt was speechless, she frowned slightly, looked at the man's words, and sighed slightly.

Yu Huaijin held his hand, stood quietly aside, saw this scene, and was silent.

It's just that in her heart, she has some understanding, it seems that this possible "master" is a gentleman in the academy......

Zhu Weirui shook her head and said, "By the way, why did Huai Jin Jinri think about coming to see me, what was the matter?"

As she spoke, she looked at the food box that Yu Huaijin was carrying.

Yu Huaijin opened the food box, "I brought some delicious things to the teacher." ”

After speaking, he took out the cucumber from the box and handed it over.

"Delicious?" Zhu Weirui was quite curious, after all, it was delicious in the student's mouth, but after taking a closer look, she sighed lightly, "It turned out to be a cucumber." ”

Zhu Weirui took it, glanced at Yu Huaijin a few times, and smiled, "It turns out that Huaijin likes to eat this, but it is rare in the academy." ”

Yu Huaijin didn't explain, she looked at the teacher without blinking, and after she tasted it, Yu Huaijin said again:

"There's nothing important, just to visit the teacher, by the way, there are some questions about penmanship, I want to ask you, by the way, teacher, tomorrow morning you have our class in the class of the frank class, don't forget. ”

"Ah," Zhu Weirui was stunned, put down the cucumber in her hand, and patted her smooth forehead with her jade hand, "Tomorrow! ”

Her eyes suddenly brightened, she reached out and picked up the very satisfactory copy on the table, looked down, the corners of her mouth curled, and muttered to herself, "That's just right, you can see Childe, and you can show him and ask for advice." ”

Yu Huaijin was slightly stunned, looking at the teacher in front of him who was a little different from usual.

The guess in my heart is becoming more and more certain, and it seems that I really want to call "Shigong......

She looked at Zhu Weirui, she was moving briskly, her eyebrows and eyes were happily sorting out the manuscript paper on the table, picking out a few of them from time to time, staring down, and tapping her head,

Yu Huaijin thought for a while and reminded: "Teacher, don't forget that tomorrow morning, we will have a calligraphy class in the Frank Hall. ”

Zhu Weirui raised her head, her eyes brightened, and said, "Of course I won't forget." ”

Yu Huaijin bowed his head, the teacher should not forget their class just because he happened to make an appointment to meet that person.

Zhu Weirui put away a few carefully selected words, and she said softly:

"Huai Jin, let's go into the house to talk, as a teacher...... By the way, I will change my clothes, and when I come back, I will continue to write, just in time to write until tomorrow, and go directly to teach you a lesson. ”

Then the two of them turned around and walked towards the house.

Zhu Weirui walked in front, and she couldn't see her face, but her soft voice suddenly came subtly:

"Huai Jin, Jingzi is not here, you help me, help me...... bundle. ”

Yu Huaijin glanced at the teacher's shadow, she had done a lot of such private things before, so she admitted:

"Okay, teacher. ”

Not much.

A room that is more like a study than a boudoir.

Behind a screen covered in ink, two women are hidden.

Behind the screen, the scenery is unique at the moment.

Yu Huaijin's face is like a flat lake, and his eyes are calm looking at the waterfall and green silk not far away, and the towering snow-capped mountains.

She took the white cloth in her hand and gently rolled it for the teacher.

It's just that no matter how gentle the action is on this beautiful thing, it is also bondage and oppression after all.

Whether it's a dazzling "snow scene" or other beautiful things.

At a certain moment, Yu Huaijin suddenly said, "Teacher, are you tired?"

Zhu Weirui was slightly stunned, and her cheeks quickly flushed.

It's just that the students are ashamed of her.

The elegant woman who was wrapped in a white cloth opened her jade lips lightly, but in an instant, she suddenly paused and swallowed her angry words.

She looked at the face of the old-fashioned woman in front of her, and then glanced at Yu Huaijin's little hand, which was whiter than a white cloth.

"Don't be tired," Zhu Weirui stared at the student whose fate seemed to be predestined, and said seriously: "As long as you think it's worth it, then you won't be tired." ”

"It's worth ...... Worth ......"

Yu Huaijin looked at Zhu Weirui in a daze.

The teacher doesn't feel tired, is it because the "teacher" will like it in the future?

And what about her.

"Are you tired......"

Yu Huaijin whispered.

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It was a rare sunny day, with dry weather and warm sunshine.

Zhao Rong took Concubine Zhao Ling, left the Nanxuan Academy, and walked north, Zhao Rong was about to go to a lakeside, which was where he liked to stroll and read in the morning.

Because of the holiday, there are many pedestrians on the main road, corridor and road in the academy, including scholars from the academy and students from the Ink Pond Academy.

However, Zhao Rong didn't meet any acquaintances, after all, he had just arrived, and he knew few people, and one of the most familiar friends was still studying hard in the East Fence Building.

In order to see Brother Rong'er, Concubine Zhao Lingfei stayed in front of the dressing mirror for a long time before leaving Qinglianxuan in the early morning, and turned the wardrobe over and over.

At this moment, she is wearing new makeup, her posture is like a butterfly, her waist is slender, and she has a pair of soft and round slender jade legs, so she is wearing a slim soft silver light lily skirt, which looks tall and outstanding.

On the way, Zhao Lingfei lightly carried the food box with one hand, held Zhao Rong's arm with the other, and clasped his five fingers, walking in this "indecent and incivil" Confucian Academy, but it still attracted the eyes of many Confucian students in the academy.

Zhao Rong felt that he had become the focus of pedestrians on the road, but this kind of behavior of stuffing dog food for others, he had already done it many times in Taiqing Sifu, and he could be described as skilled, and he had successfully overcome the initial guilt.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at Qingjun, and the two looked at each other, looking at each other and smiling.

After a pillar of incense.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei found an elegant pavilion by the lake, and sat in pairs on the side of the water.

"Huh, I finally escaped, this Yu Huaijin, it's really difficult, Qingjun, fortunately you Jin Ri came to me, otherwise I would have been pressed by her for a day and locked up in the yard to draw straight characters. ”

Zhao Rong opened his mouth with a smile, and took the food box from Concubine Zhao Lingfei's hand, "Alas, I'm starving to death, Qingjun, this glutinous rice porridge is so fragrant, hey, did you put sugar? ”

He picked up the steaming lotus seed glutinous rice bowl, closed his eyes and sniffed.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling, who had been docile and demure all the way, suddenly turned her head and smiled and groaned: "Husband, didn't you just say that you should teach the concubine well?"

Zhao Rong, who lowered his head and was about to take a sip of porridge, stiffened.