Gu Yiwu nodded.

Meng Laojiu smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I happen to be waiting for a few fishing friends and chess friends."

After finishing his words, he turned to look at the courtyard outside the waterside pavilion, and saw that some old friends had already appeared.

When Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu saw this, they stopped staying.

The two said goodbye and left.

Zhao Rong came to the entrance of the waterside pavilion, stopped slightly, and looked up at the plaque on the waterside pavilion.

Listen to Chaoxuan.

As for some of Meng Lao's hobbies of offering wine, Zhao Rong also had a rough idea of ​​what he had heard and heard these days.

The old man's main business was wine worship. In Zhao Rong's opinion, it would be more appropriate to describe him as a temporary job.

Meng Lao Jijiu had nothing to do every day, except for visiting the six halls and standing on tiptoes to take a look at the small window at the back door.

Most of the time, I make appointments with some friends from the academy, mostly old people, to fish, play chess and the like.

And these old men, who looked about the same age as Meng Laoji, had different statuses.

There were some elderly gentlemen from the academy whom Zhao Rong knew, some older concierges, or old men who swept the floors and rang the bells.

It seems that most of them can play together.

So at this time, the Tingchao Pavilion located in the school building in front of Zhao Rong seemed to be developing into an activity center for the elderly.

At the same time, it is also jokingly called by some Mochi students as a place where big guys gather.

When I have nothing to do, I go to fetch tea and water. The gangster Yan looks familiar, and maybe he can meet the mountain chief who has not shown up for a long time.

However, most of these are friendly jokes.

Regardless of whether they are seniors with a distinguished background or not, when meeting these elderly people in the academy on weekdays, they must respect them and bow to them.

Because most of them have worked in Linlu Academy all their lives and deserve respect.

At this time, Zhao Rong turned around and looked around, passing by several old men.

He bowed his hands in salute.

The elegant old man, carrying a fishing rod bag, stopped and returned the greeting.

An old man with a kind-faced face brought a small stool and a small bag of melon seeds with a kind smile.

There was also a tall, thin old man with a stern face, carrying a small chessboard, looking down at the book and ignoring it.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu turned and left.

On the way back.

Zhao Rong suddenly remembered something, turned around and said curiously:

"By the way, I haven't seen that booklet that person took out when he scolded you in front of Chaoxuan before? I saw her writing down notes in it."

Gu Yiwu's face suddenly darkened.

The mood that had just gotten better was ruined again.

He looked around, especially behind him, turned around and took a look, and then said bitterly: "A small notebook, a small notebook for snitching."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "Who are you calling? Lao Jijiu?"

Gu Yiwu sighed, "Chief of the mountain."

He waved his hand and said, "Don't mention it, I'll probably get points deducted again, and most of the impression I've accumulated in the past will be lost."

Zhao Rong glanced at Gu Yiwu's face, thoughtfully.

Is this related to... reading seeds?

This is probably the only thing that the senior of Justice Hall next to me cares about very much.

Zhao Rong had also heard before that the mountain chief had a booklet specifically for keeping accounts.

So, Meng Zhengjun’s small notebook for snitching was similar to a reference, and was finally placed on the mountain chief’s desk?

Well, so the last time my son was named by her, his name could be considered to have passed through the eyes of a strange mountain leader?

By the way, can I get some points for having a son-in-law? I heard that this is the first time in the academy's thousand years.

Unlock a new achievement or something.

It's not too much to add a little, Mr. Shan.

Zhao Rong thought for a while and told the idea to the sleepy Gu Yiwu, who immediately became energetic and agreed with it with a smile on his face.

really.

Where is the absolute happiness?

They are all compared.

…

After Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu separated, they thought for a while and walked towards the southeast corner of the academy.

A quarter of an hour later, he arrived in front of Yilanxuan.

There will be a big exam soon, and I will probably be busy for a while, especially the first ceremony, which is probably going to take a lot of time.

Zhao Rong has never been afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice.

As for the list drawn up by Meng Zhengjun to go down the mountain to Dali for assessment, Zhao Rong thought with his little stupid head and felt that there was a high possibility that Zhao Ziyu would be on the list.

Maybe, 'at least one person' is him.

Of course, it’s impossible to say for sure, but although Zhao Rong likes to gamble, he definitely doesn’t put it on the kindness and generosity of his opponents.

He gave up any luck and prepared for the worst

In the past two days, I have dealt with some things first...

Zhao Rong, who was standing in front of the door, heard some movement in the yard inside the door.

He briefly heard what seemed to be the thoughts of a girl in blue.

"...Xiaolan...Xiaolan..."

This little orchid charmer who usually treats guests with a coquettish attitude, likes to hold grudges, and is very fickle, seems to be quite patient with orchids.

It's just that the way I look at him lately is like someone looking out for a thief.

But what is the timidity in those big black eyes?

Why is it like looking at the 'stepfather' who might be beating up Doudou?

Zhao Rong blinked. He had no intention of eavesdropping on what was going on inside the door and directly raised his hand to knock on the door.

Boom, boom, boom!

It suddenly became quiet inside the door, and there was no sound.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and then raised his hand.

Boom, boom, boom!

Still no sound.

Zhao Rong sent a message: "Hey, are Jingzi here? I'm Zhao Ziyu, looking for your husband."

The footsteps inside the door were a little hasty.

Jingzi's voice came, "Yes, yes, wait a moment."

"OK, all right."

Zhao Rong waited quietly.

But what he didn't expect was that this was a stick of incense.

Jingzi has been doing Tai Chi with him, saying that she just finished shoveling the soil and is washing her hands. She will open the door immediately. If her hands are dirty again, please change the water...

Zhao Rong was speechless, knowing that a pair of master and servant were waiting for him.

"Brother Zhao."

From behind, Yu Huaijin's voice came.

Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, finally understanding something.

The next second.

The courtyard door suddenly opened.

"Sister Fish."

Jingzi breathed a sigh of relief as if seeing a savior, but when she noticed someone's speechless look, she quickly put away her expression and clapped her hands, "Well, I'm done washing."

Zhao Rong has black lines all over his head.

PS1: I have a bold idea!
Chapter completed!