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Chapter 452 - 312 Such Great Li (Request for full subscription! Good brothers!)
Chapter 452: Chapter 312 Such Great Li (Request for full subscription! Good brothers!)
Regarding Great Li,
Zhao Rong had some memory of it, it seemed to be the dynasty at the foot of the mountain closest to Du You City.
On the Mountain and River Map of Wangque Continent,
Du You City was located at the northernmost ’tip’ of Wangque Continent, a protruding peninsula, resembling a vaguely semicircular hat.
And the Great Li Dynasty was right next to Du You City, it could be said that it was wearing this hat.
It was the northernmost dynasty at the foot of the mountain in Wangque Continent.
Linlu Academy was situated between the two, or rather, the academy itself was the boundary line.
One step northward was Du You, looking southward was the territory of Great Li Kingdom.
One foot in the mountains, one foot down the mountains.
The Academy was next to the northernmost county of Great Li, which had a mountain crossing known as Tranquility Crossing, it was also the last stop for the mountain ferry to Du You City in Wangque Continent.
Zhao Rong remembered this quite clearly.
It was because, initially in Great Chu’s Qianjing, just when he awoke his memory, he visited Teacher Fang at the Imperial College.
Teacher Fang had mentioned Great Li to him.
At that time, Teacher Fang said that Linlu Academy was at the northernmost part of Great Li, which seems right now as well.
Indeed, it was the end for the mortals at the foot of the mountain, further north led to the bustling Du You City.
Thinking of Teacher Fang, who was still teaching at the Academy in Qianjing,
warmed Zhao Rong’s heart.
Later, when buying mountain ferry tickets at Qingfeng Residence, it seemed it was because of this additional stop.
Indeed, whether it was a direct trip to Du You City or getting off at Tranquility Crossing to go to Linlu Academy,
Zhao Rong had to ’benefit from eleven Spirit Stones.’
And at that time, standing at the very front of the queue at Qingfeng Residence, he only had ten Spirit Stones in his pocket.
He vividly remembered it was exactly one missing Spirit Stone,
that led Zhao Rong to meet Liu Sanbian, who intended to head north to meet his demise,
and also, he met Lin Qingxuan, who was out to avoid Lin Wenruo.
At that time, to Zhao Rong, the latter seemed like a senseless antagonist, inexplicably leaping into confrontation.
But now, looking back,
Qingxuan, who called him ’a poor bastard,’ was actually just a troubled youth who had lived under Lin Wenruo’s shadow since childhood.
However, even so, Zhao Rong was not very familiar with this apparently not small dynasty at the foot of the mountain.
Originally, when he and Xiao Xiao took the dragon boat from Li River directly to Du You City, they merely passed through Great Li.
He never measured it on foot personally.
The quiet morning that had just passed a fall day, standing amidst the falling leaves on the back mountain’s open ground, squinting at the serene color of Mochi Lake nearby, facing the autumn breeze,
seemed like a very suitable environment for reminiscence.
All these were the familiar events that the words ’Great Li’ conjured up in Zhao Rong’s mind.
And facing his questioning tone,
Gu Yiwu’s reaction was rather mild, unconsciously carrying the typical nonchalance tinged with arrogance common among mountain folks.
"Hmm, the nearest Great Li down the mountain, I remember the Emperor of Great Li even visited our Academy a few times, our academy has a good relationship with them,"
Zhao Rong nodded, did not ask further.
But someone else was spurred to talk more.
Gu Yiwu looked around,
That thin little broom in his big hands looked like a newly entered bride being bullied and mauled, being swung up and down, back and forth, deeply and shallowly, whirling vigorously.
Zhao Rong’s eyelid twitched, he moved a step away, distancing himself a bit more.
Still, it seems men like to play with sticks,
Especially those that are straight, long, and hard robust sticks.
Swinging them around in hand, there’s a strange comfort in it...
Zhao Rong remembered, when he was a child, if he could find such a stick or branch on the road, he could be happy for a long time.
It was probably the ’hold a stick and conquer the world’ kind of youthful ambition.
Looking at this burly man in front of him, a Justice Hall student who appeared calm and composed in front of other students, engrossed in playing with the broom,
Zhao Rong internally nodded.
Indeed, whether it was his previous life or this world,
men’s happiness was just that simple.
Gu Yiwu then glanced around for a stern-looking woman, and at a certain moment, the broom he was energetically waving paused.
"Ziyu, brother... calling Zhao brother and such, it sounds too formal. From now on, I’ll call you Ziyu, brother, and you can just call me by my name,"
Zhao Rong nodded.
Gu Yiwu then spoke seriously, "Ziyu, brother, do you know what the Great Li is famous for?"
Zhao Rong didn’t even lift his eyelid, "Beautiful women."
Gu Yiwu’s eyes widened, even larger than brass bells, "Brother Ziyu, you know about this? Have you heard of it before?"
Zhao Rong remained calm but intentionally nodded mysteriously with a smile, not saying a word, and continued sweeping the fallen leaves.
He knew jack. He didn’t even know what the surname of the Great Li Imperial Family was.
However, Zhao Rong knew that when the atmosphere turns awkward among men, they are probably chatting about women.
Gu Yiwu nodded and then shook his head, his gaze deep and meaningful, "Brother Ziyu isn’t entirely correct. It should be said... beautiful people."
Zhao Rong paused his movements, unable to resist looking at his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and unconsciously shifted his feet further away from him.
Gu Yiwu: "..."
The burly man said annoyed, "What are you thinking? I’m not interested in men."
He then continued enthusiastically, "However, there really are quite a few cultivators up in the mountains who have a taste for that... When mentioning Great Li, one must talk about the beautiful people."
"Great Li is full of handsome men and beautiful women, generally tall and elegant. Let’s talk about the women from Great Li first, not only are their bodies slender and stand gracefully, but what’s most famous both up and down the mountains is their slender waists."
"I remember a teacher at the Academy, who was graceful and handsome. He used to comment on beautiful people saying, ’Great Li women’s slender waists, so delicate in hand. Gently held within a weak grasp, their waists slender with ornaments hanging long. Like flowers understanding speech, like jade emitting fragrance,’ such high praise."
Gu Yiwu laughed, "If a woman has a slender waist, the kind of taste that... ahem, Brother Zhao, have you ever experienced that?"
"No."
Zhao Rong said decisively.
However, he couldn’t help but have Qing Jun’s graceful form appear in his mind.
Speaking of which, her stature was tall and elegant, and her waist seemed to be slender enough to grip with one hand.
As for why it was ’seemed,’ because Zhao Rong had not paid much attention to it, let alone the taste...
He generally did not touch Qing Jun’s waist.
She often avoided letting Zhao Rong touch there.
Because...
It would tickle.
As Zhao Rong, Qing Jun, and Qian’er would jokingly say in private.
Qing Jun’s ticklish spot was there, a single touch would make her shrink like a startled rabbit.
Moreover, whether it was a chest-high blouse or a long purple dress,
she liked to wear loose clothing that covered her waist, rarely wearing tightly-waisted outfits that showed off her figure.
Well, only the naïve fox demon, in contrast, wore men’s clothes that accentuated her graceful figure, almost as if fearing that others might not notice...
But given Qing Jun practiced swordplay, the slenderness and flexibility of her waist were not surprising.
Only, it was unclear how she compared to the women from Great Li.
As for the little one, she seemed to be petite and exquisite everywhere, the sort that could curl up in Zhao Rong’s arms.
But, he knew, though this silly girl looked like a tiny thing, she was also quite plump, definitely not missing a single ounce...
These were just thoughts Zhao Rong had when he was bored; he wouldn’t dream of sharing them with Gu Yiwu.
At this moment, Gu Yiwu upon hearing Zhao Rong, seriously said, "Then, Ziyu, after you graduate and leave the Academy, you could try to become a National Scholar in Great Li, it’s a good place to be."
Zhao Rong knew it was a joke and shook his head smiling.
Gu Yiwu, with a stern face, added, "As for Great Li’s handsome men, in certain circles among the Mountain Immortals, they have quite a reputation, very popular among the nobles in the rich and powerful families and the old folks in Immortal Sects..."
Zhao Rong helplessly stopped his broom, "Yiwu brother, stop there, let’s just sweep."
Gu Yiwu nodded, "Alright."
Just as Zhao Rong thought he would finally stop.
The burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes playfully said, "Today the tiger has fallen flat, but luckily I have this handy sword!"
He waved his broom around, and with a shout, "Ziyu, watch out for old Gu’s sword!"
Zhao Rong: "..."
Not long after.
Zhao Rong finally managed to convince the increasingly odd-feeling Gu Yiwu, telling him that real swordsmen do not draw their swords lightly and are supposed to act like ordinary people, like those who sweep the streets for instance.
Only then did he manage to persuade Gu Yiwu to peacefully be a ’sweeper.’
But the previous demerit noted by Meng Zhengjun still irked them.
The two of them put their heads together to discuss and decided to seek out the only person in the Academy who had the authority to override Meng Zhengjun.
A little while later, after finishing sweeping the fallen leaves off the back mountain, they ran off to find a certain smiling Sacrificial Officer.
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