My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Chapter 175 - 175 156 A Letter from Su Xiaoxiao



Chapter 175 - 175 156 A Letter from Su Xiaoxiao

?Chapter 175: Chapter 156: A Letter from Su Xiaoxiao Chapter 175: Chapter 156: A Letter from Su Xiaoxiao After Jing Zi “hastily fled,” Zhao Rong patted his sleeves and, ignoring the gazes of the others, nonchalantly returned to his original spot to continue waiting outside the door.

However, having waited all day, he achieved nothing.

But Zhao Rong was already prepared for a struggle, so he was not in a hurry, unwilling to go to Qinglian Inn on Wutong Street in East City to wait for Qing Jun or to entrust the message from the Great Chu State Preceptor to someone else, unless absolutely necessary or if it took too much time.

Thinking thus, Zhao Rong packed up his belongings in the evening twilight but did not leave immediately.

He waited a while, and after most of the scholars had left, Zhao Rong once again took out paper, ink, brush, and inkstone and bowed his head to write a couplet.

He ascended the steps and walked to the tightly shut wooden door, carefully affixing the couplet.

Although he had won the noon wager, it was originally his fault for writing on that blue-clothed girl’s couplet, and her subsequent unreasonable tantrum had been dealt with by him, now compensating her with a couplet was about squaring things off.

Additionally, he had put some thought into this couplet as opportunities to enter the Academy were now rare, and he could not afford to let even the slightest chance slip by.

Zhao Rong glanced at the couplet on the wooden door, then turned and walked away.

Not long after he left, from the bamboo forest opposite the side door, a blue-clothed girl sneaked out and approached the wooden door where Zhao Rong had just lingered.

Jing Zi looked at Zhao Rong’s retreating figure and snorted softly. She then turned her head to scrutinize the new couplet on the door.

A door faces a thousand bamboos,

An academy hides ten thousand books.

Jing Zi stared intently at the couplet, her eyebrows raised not because of the couplet itself but because of the handwriting of the person who penned it.

Although she didn’t like calligraphy and thought that writing legibly was sufficient, she still possessed a decent level of appreciation, not needing to be as obsessed with characters as her own teacher.

The roguish scholar’s handwriting now didn’t bear the “confused style” from noon but showed a style of regular script she’d never seen before, quite unique.

Jing Zi shook her head, still unable to see any clear pattern. She raised her hand and tiptoed to take down the couplet, but her hand stopped midway in the air.

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