My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 177 - 158 Who is Zhao Ziyu
Chapter 177: Chapter 158: Who is Zhao Ziyu?
Chapter 177: Chapter 158: Who is Zhao Ziyu?
Teacher Gu stopped upon hearing the words, hesitated for a moment, and then turned back, “What is it?”
Zhao Rong, seeing this, let out a soft breath and smiled, “Does Teacher Gu recognize a Teacher named Yan Jidao from the Academy?”
Jingzi had her hands clasped behind her back with an innocent look as she studied Zhao Rong’s profile, although Zhao Rong continued to ignore her. Now, hearing his words, she narrowed her eyes like a small cat, watching Zhao Rong vigilantly.
Teacher Gu’s snowy eyebrows lifted as he chuckled, “Of course, I do recognize him. I was actually planning to find that pretentiously serious old fellow for a meal later. He is indeed a good friend of mine. Why, do you know him?”
Zhao Rong shook his head and spoke softly,
“I come from the southern Great Chu dynasty, and the current State Preceptor of Great Chu is Teacher Yan’s senior disciple brother. Entrusted by others, I brought a letter from the State Preceptor to Teacher Yan. I apologize for the inconvenience, Teacher Gu. Currently, I cannot enter the Academy myself to personally deliver the letter to Teacher Yan. I don’t have enough trust to have others deliver it. Since Teacher Gu is a good friend of Teacher Yan, could I trouble you to help deliver the letter?”
Teacher Gu watched Zhao Rong’s eyes and after understanding the full circumstances, he nodded slightly.
Is it just a letter?
Jingzi, going around in circles, suddenly said to intercept, “Grandfather Gu, he is a rogue…”
Before she could finish, Teacher Gu glanced at her and had already nodded, “If it’s just this, then there’s no problem.”
After speaking, he went to receive the letter Zhao Rong handed over.
Seeing Zhao Rong cautiously hand over the letter with a solemn earnestness, a flicker of light flashed through Teacher Gu’s eyes, and he also accepted it with both hands.
He looked down at the pale yellow envelope that had been sent from miles away but was still clean and tidy, and nodded, “I will make sure it’s delivered.”
Jingzi puffed her cheeks at this, though she said nothing further. She couldn’t exactly criticize Zhao Rong for also needing “that” letter for Teacher Yan, which would be utterly absurd…
Teacher Gu hesitated for a while, but eventually turned and walked away, before leaving, he remarked to Zhao Rong, “The handwriting is very nice.”
Zhao Rong responded modestly with a bow.
After Teacher Gu left, the crowd around them gradually dispersed, probably not daring to engage with a somewhat spiteful and spoiled young girl, keeping their distance.
Zhao Rong sighed in relief. The task entrusted by his Teacher was finally completed. Although he still hadn’t entered the Academy, he at least had one less worry now.
Jingzi suddenly said, “Hey, my name is Jingzi. What’s your name?”
Zhao Rong still did not look at her, glanced in a certain direction, and offhandedly replied, “A young girl who hasn’t even grown all her hair, who has nothing yet, doesn’t need to know too much.”
Jingzi’s breath hitched, her eyes glaring at Zhao Rong, seeing that he was clearly disrupted by her earlier but still carried the same calm and unconcerned demeanor, suddenly made her incredibly frustrated, yet, she calmed herself, at least outwardly.
Jingzi spoke softly, “Hey, are you really angry now?”
No sooner had she finished speaking than, to her surprise, Zhao Rong actually nodded.
“If you ask if I’m angry, indeed I am a bit, but for your sake of being flat-chested, I’ll forgive you.”
This time, Jingzi surprisingly didn’t explode in anger, probably realizing after their exchanges that getting angrier in an argument means losing. She seriously said,
“Teacher said that it’s normal for Jingzi to be young. But you, always having such frivolous words on your lips, do not at all resemble a serious scholar, and definitely should not be allowed to enter the Academy.”
Zhao Rong withdrew his gaze from afar, bent down to pick up his books and put them back into the bookcase, his tone casual, “Who said scholars have to be serious?”
He glanced at Jingzi, noting a severely inadequate comparison to her Teacher, “Besides, since you realize this severe issue, it means you’re not that young anymore. By the way, you aren’t Human Clan, are you?”
After saying this, Zhao Rong paused slightly in his actions, seriously scrutinizing Jingzi as she hastily crossed her arms and gave him a sidelong look.
He looked her up and down twice, indeed noticing something off. He hadn’t considered this aspect before, but now, seeing her, does this blue-clothed girl seem like a Human Clan child at all, unless she is precocious? But a precocious girl wouldn’t concern herself so early with whether she’s rounded or perky…
And she’s also very vengeful, spiteful, spoiled, and unruly… not cute at all.
Jingzi quietly took a breath, facing Zhao Rong’s “bold gaze”, her eyes widened, but she did not respond to his question, and instead turned her head away with an indifferent huff.
Zhao Rong finished packing his things and turned to leave.
“Hey, where are you going?” Jingzi tilted her head, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Zhao Rong smirked, ignoring this childish question. As he walked away, he looked towards the grand buildings of Du You East City with a bit of resignation.
It seemed he wouldn’t be able to enter the Academy any time soon; he might as well head to Qinglian Inn on Wutong Street first. He wondered whether Qing Jun was there, considering what she had implied before, she must spend a lot of time in Taiching Prefecture, right?
Moreover, based on what he had overheard beneath You Mountain when he followed Qing Jun and her companion, Qing Jun seemed to have been constantly secluded in her Cave Mansion, practicing and looking for the opportunity for a Realm Breakthrough in Vast Realm, which was delayed due to the destruction of Sword Heart.
No wonder she seemed thinner.
Thinking so, Zhao Rong gradually walked away.
Jingzi was on alert, noticing that Zhao Rong seemed to be truly leaving, she raised her little chin proudly, swinging her head from side to side, and prepared to leave as well.
Just then, a gentle voice suddenly came across.
“May I ask who is Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu?”
Having just watched a lively scene, with quite a few scholars in the crowd feigning sympathy in their tones, the noise suddenly quieted down.
Jingzi, curious, turned her head to look.
The figure of Zhao Rong, who had been lost in thoughts and walking away, initially didn’t react, but after a few more steps, he slowly stopped.
Huh? It seems someone called me… But no one here should know my name or style…
Zhao Rong curiously turned his head to look.
He saw that, in front of the Academy’s side door, a tall man dressed in the Academy’s scholar attire had appeared at some unknown time.
The tall man had a face like a jade crown, except it was somewhat elongated, lacking a bit of gentleness, which made his features appear more upright and much more approachable,
At that moment, he was smiling, his gaze gently sweeping over the scholars waiting at the door.
“It’s Brother Li!”
“Good afternoon, Brother Li.”
The scholars greeted him one after another, apparently very familiar with the tall man.
Li Jinsu responded with a smile, clasped his hands in greeting, and then his gaze swept around the group, preparing to ask again, but suddenly he caught sight of the blue-clothed girl, hesitated, “Is Jingzi also here?”
“Brother Li.”
Jingzi, who thought she had just rid the Academy of a nuisance, cheerfully called out.
At that moment, she was facing Li Jinsu and the Academy’s side door.
Jingzi curiously glanced behind Brother Li at the large group of scholars: “Brother Li, who are you looking for? Zhao Ziyu? Oh, could it be…”
Her tone slightly enlightened, she seriously looked again at the large group of scholars, surprised that today another unlucky scholar outside the door had been chosen by an Academy teacher, a rare occurrence that usually took several years…
Li Jinsu smiled and nodded, “Yes, I’ve got a new junior brother, Teacher sent me to fetch him, the junior brother’s surname is Zhao, styled Ziyu.”
Jingzi looked curious, she tiptoed and called out to those scholars who had been waiting at the Academy entrance for who knows how long, her voice crisp: “Is Zhao Ziyu here? Who is Zhao Ziyu? Congratulations, Brother Li’s teacher, um, it’s Teacher Yan, he… he… is looking for you…”
The blue-clothed girl’s voice started crispy and clear, but as she continued, it grew softer, and the smile hanging on her face gradually disappeared, her words becoming choked up at the end…
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Wait a minute! Brother Li’s teacher… his teacher… isn’t that surnamed Yan? That scoundrel’s letter just now…
Li Jinsu curiously looked at Jingzi’s odd expression, but since he was specifically there to pick up his junior brother, he didn’t take it too seriously, instead he also called out loudly to the many scholars in front of the door:
“May I ask if Zhao Ziyu is here! The teacher sent me to bring you into the Academy!”
The voice echoed far and wide.
Upon hearing this, the scholars in the crowd stirred, sighing and looking around, wondering who this Zhao Ziyu really was.
At that moment, Jingzi’s small body suddenly stiffened, and the next second, she was about to turn around to look.
Then, suddenly, a familiar voice rang out from behind her.
Slow and deliberate, yet earnest.
“Excuse me, please.”
Jingzi’s body remained stiff, rooted to the spot.
But she could feel countless gazes directed towards her from behind.
The next moment.
Zhao Rong walked past her, walking around her while muttering something “Flat-chested, troublemaker.”
Jingzi: “???”
Li Jinsu curiously sized up Zhao Rong who had walked up to him, taking in his clean and tidy blue Confucian robe and bright, piercing eyes. Zhao Rong then performed a greeting and calmly spoke.
His voice slightly husky but magnetic.
“I am indeed Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu. May I know what you are looking for me for?”
Li Jinsu seriously examined Zhao Rong, nodded to himself in approval, his smile warm, “Follow me into the Academy, Junior Brother Zhao, the teacher asked me to bring you to see him.”
Hearing Li Jinsu’s address, Zhao Rong seemed contemplative, but after looking around the environment, he didn’t ask further and prepared to leave with Li Jinsu.
At that moment.
Jingzi, her face pale, bit her lip and spoke up: “Brother Li, this… this Zhao Ziyu is a scoundrel, he…”
She looked at Li Jinsu, remembering the character of this senior brother and feeling that the excuse was somewhat insufficient.
Jingzi slightly averted her gaze, biting down on her silver teeth.
“He… he wrote an indecent letter to… to my family’s teacher, Brother Li you… you mustn’t bring him into the Academy.”
Li Jinsu was momentarily startled, he looked at Jingzi’s strange expression, then at the calm demeanor of Zhao Rong, blinked twice, and cleared his throat, “Ahem, I understand… well, Junior Brother Zhao, let’s hurry, the teacher is still waiting for you.”
With that, he turned around without further ado and walked away, Zhao Rong glanced around at the surrounding people, shrugged his shoulders, and followed, stepping through the wooden door that had obstructed him for a long time.
Outside of the wooden door.
Only a group of scholars left exchanging glances.
And a blue-clothed girl with tears swirling in her eyes, suddenly stomping her foot.
