My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 281 - 224: You Can’t Beat My Wife (Thanks to the alliance leader "It’s Me It’s Me" dear brother!)

Chapter 281: Chapter 224: You Can’t Beat My Wife (Thanks to the alliance leader "It’s Me It’s Me" dear brother!)

Jia Tengying hoisted a bucket of well water and submerged a bamboo basket filled with newly harvested vegetables into the chilly, clear water.

With his other hand, he stirred repeatedly. As the crystal-clear water gradually became murky, he lifted the basket, took the water to water the fields, and then continued to draw water to wash the fruits and vegetables.

On an autumn morning, the fresh air, just like the well water, was so crisp and cool that it cleared one’s mind and heart when inhaled. Thus, the sounds from within the courtyard, where Zhao Rong and others were active, traveled clearly to the northeast corner where the well stood.

They fell into the ears of Jia Tengying, who was buried in his work.

"Yu Huaijin, what are you up to?" Ziyu’s voice sounded stern and righteous.

Senior Yu remained silent.

Ziyu’s tone had a touch of surprise, "Well done, Brother Yushu! Ouch..."

But his tone changed in an instant, faster than a change of face, "Damn, she didn’t fall for the trick."

"Hey, stop, stop! Yu Huaijin, a gentleman uses his mouth and not his fists; please let go."

Senior Yu spoke earnestly, "You were the one who started it."

She paused, "You ambushed me, and besides, I haven’t moved my hands."

Zhao Rong: "......"

As Jia Tengying listened to these words that carried far in the quiet morning, his hands never stopped working.

He wasn’t surprised by what was happening behind him because at the start of the school year at Mochi Academy, Fan Yushu had experienced the same; the sounds traveled even farther, and he had heard them too often. Now, he was just considering speaking to Brother Ziyu after today...

After washing the fruits and vegetables several times until the well water was no longer murky, Jia Tengying took out the basket. He bent down and reached into the basket to take out a moist, tender green cucumber.

After hesitating for a moment, Jia Tengying put the cucumber back and then, carrying the basket, turned and ran back to the southern room.

On the way, he saw that Zhao Rong had already followed Yu Huaijin back to the stone table. However, Zhao Rong was not following submissively behind Yu Huaijin; instead, he walked with his hands clasped behind his back and his head raised, in front of the woman who had just subdued him, not looking at all like someone who had been beaten.

Yu Huaijin, appearing fragile and short in stature, followed behind the tall and statuesque Zhao Rong.

To outsiders who didn’t know better, at first glance, they might assume the pair were the young master of a rural landlord and his maidservant, and they might even secretly admire the young master’s varied taste.

However, the posture of Zhao Rong’s hands behind his back was one hand clutching the wrist of the other, trembling and twisting...

Jia Tengying returned to the room and took out a clean white cloth. On his dark face, framed by thick eyebrows and large eyes, he wore a concentrated gaze, carefully wiping the curved cucumber that must surely be delicious.

Jia Tengying had always wanted to say thank you to her but always forgot to speak; to be precise, whenever he talked to her, he would forget his words.

Yu Huaijin was undeniably the top student among the over three hundred new students at Linlu Academy’s Mochi Academy.

Whether it was the entrance examinations, the bi-monthly examinations since the Six Halls began, or the number of times the Academy’s teachers mentioned her while casually discussing this batch of students.

Her Art Studies grades were unrivaled among the students of the Six Halls, and she was the assistant teacher for several Art Studies teachers.

Moreover, what elicited even greater admiration, or despair in her rivals, was Yu Huaijin’s Cultivation level.

Jia Tengying didn’t understand much about Cultivation, and in his memory, Senior Yu usually kept a low profile, only reading books, answering questions, and tutoring certain people, never having seen her engage in Cultivation.

However, Jia Tengying had once overheard his classmates speak with vicarious pride, saying that Senior Yu’s Cultivation Talent was so exceptional that even in neighboring Taiching Prefecture, she could be among the very elite, perhaps on par with that long-renowned Tranquility Mansion’s top female prodigy.

Apart from her appearance and personality which didn’t fit the Academy men’s tacit ideal of a "Fairy" or a talented, beautiful woman, Yu Huaijin seemed to have no weaknesses, alarmingly strong.

Some even joked that it no longer mattered whether Yu Huaijin was male or female.

Her reputation was not small among the scholars outside Mochi Academy, and after one more year, at the grand mentoring ceremony when she would advance to become a scholar of the Academy, it was almost certain, without guessing, that she would become the next "Reading Seed" personally selected by the Mountain Master.

This was a rarity among the scholars of the Academy, the standard against which all scholars of Linlu measured themselves, the benchmark for the many scholars below Wangque Mountain.

The only topic of enjoyment for the students was guessing her exact rank.

Jia Tengying stared at the cucumber, somewhat lost in thought for a moment.

Two months earlier, he had just come from a poor, remote mountain village to Wangque City, the pride of Wangque, the marvel of the world, and among the thousands of scholars who came from all directions, he had passed the Linlu Academy examination following standard procedures.

Jia Tengying had not yet managed to feel excited when he was assigned to Shuaixing Hall; however, what he encountered was not the atmosphere of pure gentlemen and deep friendships he had imagined in the highest Academy in Yizhou. Or to be accurate, there was such an atmosphere, but it also excluded him.

Jia Tengying felt a subtle barrier.

In the entire Shuaixing Hall, not to mention the other students with prominent backgrounds, just the tall Xiao Hongyu alone made him dare not make eye contact when speaking.

Both were from the same dynasty south of the mountains.

However, she was a princess of the nation, and he was a country boy from the mountains.

And the roommate who had initially been assigned to him also found a polite excuse with a smile to change his living arrangement.

But all this began to change for the better after Yu Huaijin was uncontroversially chosen as the leader of Shuaixing Hall.