My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 564 - 362: The First Beauty of Great Li in Legend, Dugu Shi_3

Chapter 564: Chapter 362: The First Beauty of Great Li in Legend, Dugu Shi_3

Gu Yiwu slightly startled upon hearing the words, nodded in agreement and said,

"What Zhao, the little fairy, said makes sense. Along the way, we have indeed heard a good deal."

"The entire populace of Great Li dearly loves and supports the Empress Dowager. Many of Great Li’s benevolent policies and good governance are her initiatives. She frequently presented advice or pleaded on behalf of officials before Emperor of Great Li, epitomizing the graciousness of a mother to the whole nation."

"Now that she presides over the court from behind the curtains, she commands respect within and without the Li Dynasty court."

Gu Yiwu suddenly burst into laughter and began to tease Zhao Rong.

"Ziyu, apart from being virtuous and adhering to propriety, this Empress Dowager is also recognized as the prime beauty of Great Li, with the loveliest figure, peerlessly elegant. Especially her dancing grace, it is said to be incredibly beautiful and light, rumored to be capable of dancing atop water lilies and duckweeds in ponds."

"They say women of Li Territory are skilled dancers with slender waists, and the Empress Dowager’s delicate waist and dance surpass all in Great Li. Such a beauty, the common folk of Great Li even say she is a fairy descended from the Nine Heavens Moon Palace, while the mountain people speak of her as having an exceptionally pure lineage, nearly matching that of the Li Territory ancestors."

"It’s just a pity that now, adorned with the phoenix crown and grand attire, seated high upon the dragon throne behind the curtains, no one is privileged enough to witness her dancing form anymore. Ah, it’s indeed a great regret..."

The burly man shook his head.

Upon hearing this, the other Justice Hall students winked and made faces, teasing Gu Yiwu a few words.

Who was in turn scornfully reprimanded by the latter.

The previously solemn atmosphere in the private room suddenly became lively.

Although they were Confucian scholars by identity, they were at the rebellious age of youth, mostly descendants of immortals from the mountains, and pursuing Confucian studies was more of an arrangement by their elders.

Moreover, they were only students of Mochi, not yet scholars of the Academy.

Therefore, when it came to topics such as beauties, charming widows, or married women, they would jest and banter unabashedly in private.

Now, as envoys dispatched by Linlu Academy, backed by powerful factions, they felt an unavoidable sense of subtle superiority over the secular mortals of the worldly dynasties below the mountains.

How about the Empress Dowager, known for her motherly demeanor to all under heaven?

Isn’t she still eagerly waiting, counting on their help to conduct the imperial rites in Hanjing?

Even the usually calm and prudent Gu Yiwu couldn’t avoid this mindset.

But, can the matters of scholars be called base?

Hmm, rather, they are romantic.

Zhao Rong glanced back at his classmates and was well aware of their mindset.

He just smiled and shook his head.

Zhao Qian’er paid no attention to the trivial topics of these men, that never drifted far from certain subjects; instead, she kept her focus on the one she cared for.

She tugged at the hem of his clothing,

The young girl whispered softly, "Do you like women who dance, and those with slender waists?"

Without waiting for Zhao Rong to come back to his senses and respond, she diverted her gaze to the ground, biting her rosy lips, "I... I know some dance moves too, I could learn."

Suddenly frowning with a hint of distress, she said, "But Qian’er still can’t grow taller, I don’t have their tall and slender figure..."

Zhao Rong caught Zhao Qian’er’s little hand and shook his head, "There’s no need to deliberately learn from others, the Qian’er you are now is already very good, very good."

Zhao Qian’er continued to look at the ground, not lifting her head.

Yet her eyes were already joyously narrowed into crescents, the corners of her lips turned up. However, she soon suppressed her giggling and pouted as if aggrieved, "I’m already very good, very good, yet earlier you didn’t want me, not even the lady, hmph, luckily later on you had a bit of a conscience, it wasn’t in vain that I and the lady were so infatuated and loving towards you..."

The little girl who remembered past grievances gently shook the hand that Zhao Rong had taken hold of, showing a bit of reluctance.

Zhao Rong coughed lightly and did not continue the conversation.

He turned around, looking around at Gu Yiwu and the others before speaking softly,

"Do not dwell on impropriety. Don’t forget what we are here to do. Let’s discuss the important matters first. Brother Yiwu analyzed it well, do you have any further insights? Keep speaking."

Everyone quieted down, sat up straight, and nodded unanimously.

The atmosphere became calm once more.