For Dali.

Zhao Rong had some impression that it seemed to be the Shanxia Dynasty closest to Duyou City.

On the map of mountains and rivers of Wangquezhou.

Duyou City is located at the "top" of the northern part of Wangquezhou. It is a protruding peninsula, like a vaguely semicircular hat.

The Dali Dynasty is closely connected with Duyou City, so it can be said that it is wearing this hat.

It is the northernmost mountain dynasty in Wangquezhou.

Linlu Academy is located on the boundary between the two, or in other words, the academy is the boundary.

One step to the north is Duyou, and looking south is the land of Dali.

One foot up the mountain, one foot down the mountain.

The academy is next to a county in the northernmost part of Dali. There is a ferry on the mountain in this county, which is Xiaoyaojin, and is also the ferry on Wangquezhou Mountain, the last stop before Duyou City.

The reason why Zhao Rong remembers it so clearly.

It was because, when I was in Qianjing, the capital of Great Chu, and had just regained my memory, I went to the Imperial College to visit Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang mentioned Dali to him.

At that time, Mr. Fang said that Linlu Academy was located in the northernmost part of Dali. Well, now it seems that this statement is not wrong.

It is indeed the end for the mortals living at the foot of the mountain. Going further north is the most prosperous Duyou City.

When I think of Mr. Fang who is still a teacher at the Imperial College in Qianjing.

Zhao Rong felt quite warm in his heart.

Later, when I bought the ticket for the ferry to the mountain at Qingfengju, it seemed that it was because of this extra stop.

Well, whether you go directly to Duyou City, or get off the boat at Xiaoyaojin and go to Linlu Academy.

Zhao Rong wanted to "receive eleven spirit stones".

At that time, he was standing at the front of the Qingfengju team, with only ten spirit stones in his pocket.

I still remember that it was this tiny missing spirit stone.

Zhao Rong met Liu Sanbian, who wanted to go north to die.

By the way, I also met Lin Qingxuan, who went out to play to avoid Lin Wenruo.

Well, in Zhao Rong’s eyes at that time, the latter was like a brainless villain who jumped on his face for no reason.

It just seems so now.

Lin Qingxuan, who called him "poor and stupid", was actually a problem youth who had lived under the shadow of Lin Wenruo since childhood.

However, despite this, Zhao Rong did not know much about this seemingly large Shanxia Dynasty.

When I first rode the dragon boat with Xiaoxiao from Lidu to Duyou City, we only passed through Dali.

I didn't measure it myself with my feet.

On a quiet morning just after the early morning of autumn, I stood among the fallen leaves in the open space on the back mountain, squinting at the clear water of the Mo Chi Ping Lake not far away, and facing the autumn breeze.

It seems like a very suitable environment for reminiscing.

These are the familiar memories that the word "Da Li" evokes in Zhao Rong's mind.

And facing his doubtful tone.

Gu Yiwu's reaction was rather indifferent, and he unconsciously displayed the nonchalant arrogance that was common among the people on the mountain.

"Well, the one closest to the mountain, Dali. I remember that the Emperor of Dali visited the academy several times before. He has a good relationship with our academy."

Zhao Rong nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

But someone was aroused to talk.

Gu Yiwu looked around.

In his big hand, the thin little broom was danced vigorously up and down, back and forth, deep and shallow, like a young wife who had just come home and was bullied.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched and he took a step away from him.

However, men seem to like playing with sticks.

Especially a strong stick that is straight, long, hard and strong.

Dancing in my hands, I feel a strange sense of comfort...

Zhao Rong remembered that when he was a child, if he could pick up a branch or stick like this on the road, he would be happy for a long time.

It's probably the middle school sentiment of "With a stick in hand, the world is mine".

Looking at the burly man in front of him, who was a student of Justice Hall and was calm and dignified in front of other students, he played with the broom with relish.

Zhao Rong nodded secretly in his heart.

Well, I’ve seen it, whether it’s the previous life or this world.

Men's happiness is so simple.

Gu Yiwu looked for the figure of a serious woman again, and at a certain moment, the broom in his hand stopped waving vigorously.

"Brother Ziyu...Brother Zhao or something like that, it's too fucking distant. I'll call you Brother Ziyu from now on, and you can call me by my given name, too."

Zhao Rong nodded.

Gu Yiwu immediately said seriously: "Brother Ziyu, do you know what Dali is rich in?"

Zhao Rong didn't even raise his eyelids, "Beauty."

Gu Yiwu's eyes opened wider than copper bells, "Brother Ziyu, do you know something? Have you heard of it before?"

Zhao Rong was calm inside, but he shook his head and smiled mysteriously, said nothing, and continued to sweep the fallen leaves.

What the hell does he know? He doesn’t even know the surname of the Dali royal family.

However, Zhao Rong knew that when the atmosphere between men became strange in private, they were most likely talking about women.

Gu Yiwu nodded and shook his head, his eyes meaningful, "Brother Ziyu is not entirely right, it should be said that she is... a beauty."

Zhao Rong paused slightly and couldn't help but look at his thick eyebrows and big eyes. He subconsciously moved his feet a little further away from him.

Gu Yiwu: “…”

The burly man said unhappily: "What are you thinking about? I'm not interested in men."

He then continued, "However, there are indeed many monks on the mountain who like this... When talking about Dali, we have to mention beauties."

"Liren is rich in beauties, most of them are handsome men and beautiful women, slender and graceful. Let's talk about this Li girl first. In addition to her slender figure, she is most famous for her thin waist among people on the mountain."

"I remember there was a romantic gentleman in the academy who liked to comment on beauties. He once gave high praises such as 'Li Nu has a slender waist, and is as delicate as a hand. Ran Ruo is light in the palm, and her waist is thin and her pendant is long. She is as eloquent as a flower, and as fragrant as jade'."

Gu Yiwu laughed and said, "If a woman has a slender waist, what a feeling that would be... ahem, have you ever experienced it, Brother Zhao?"

"No."

Zhao Rong said decisively.

However, Qingjun's grace could not help but emerge in his mind.

Speaking of which, the lady has a tall figure and her waist seems to be slender.

As for why it was "seemingly", it was because Zhao Rong had never paid much attention to it. As for the taste...

He usually doesn't touch Qingjun's waist.

She also often avoided Zhao Rong from touching that place.

because……

Ticklish.

This is what Zhao Rong, Qingjun and Qian'er said in private, childish words.

Qingjun's ticklish spot is there, and when it is touched she shrinks like a frightened rabbit.

In addition, on weekdays, Qingjun either wears a chest-length skirt or a purple robe.

She likes to wear loose clothes that cover her waist, and rarely wears clothes that are tight at the waist and reveal her figure.

Well, except for Xiaoxiao, the silly fox demon. On the contrary, she wears men's clothes with a graceful figure, as if she is afraid that others can't see it...

However, since Qingjun practices swordsmanship, it is not surprising that his waist is slender and flexible.

I just don't know how she compares to this Li Nu.

As for Xiaoxiao, she seemed petite and delicate in every way, the type that could curl up in Zhao Rong's arms.

However, he knew that this silly girl looked small, but she was plump and not "short of weight"...

These were just things Zhao Rong would only think about when he was bored, and he would never tell them to Gu Yiwu.

At this time, Gu Yiwu heard this and said seriously: "After Ziyu graduates and leaves the academy, he can try to go to Dali to become a national scholar. This is a good place to go."

Zhao Rong knew it was a joke and smiled and shook his head.

Gu Yiwu added with a straight face: "As for the handsome man from Dali, he is quite famous in certain circles of the immortals on the mountain. He is very popular among the nobles of the wealthy families and the old guys in the immortal sects..."

Zhao Rong stopped brooming helplessly, "Brother Yiwu, stop talking and sweep the floor quickly."

Gu Yiwu nodded, "Okay."

Just when Zhao Rong thought he would stop.

This burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes joked: "Today I am in dire straits, but fortunately I have this precious sword!"

He waved his broom and said, "Tzuyu, take my sword."

Zhao Rong: “…”

Not long.

Zhao Rong finally persuaded Gu Yiwu, who felt something was wrong the more familiar he became with the man, and told him that a true swordsman would not draw his sword easily, and usually pretend to be an ordinary person, such as sweeping the streets.

Only then did he finally persuade Gu Yiwu to stop and become a "sweeper" with peace of mind.

However, they were still unhappy about the fact that they were punished by Meng Zhengjun before.

The two of them got together to discuss and decided to find the only person in the lower school who had the power to suppress Meng Zhengjun.

After one stick of incense, they cleaned up the fallen leaves on the back hill and ran to find a smiling priest.