In the silent hall.

Everyone remained silent.

Concubine Zhao Ling sat high up in the room, occasionally glancing down below...

Many new students quickly calmed themselves down, then looked up at the high-ranking Senior Sister Zhao with some surprise and fear.

At some point, they suddenly realized it, took a deep breath, and said to themselves: Hiss, she is worthy of being Senior Sister Zhao. Without making any sound, her aura can shock the whole audience and make people breathless. This is...

Is she the top favored daughter of heaven in Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion?

Many students in the prefecture couldn't help but admire and yearn for her.

Wait, this couldn't be a test and tempering from Senior Sister... So that's how it is, Senior Sister's class has already begun! So this is a kind of mental selection? To select the best among them...

At this moment, the proud and outstanding junior and senior students in the new batch of students suddenly realized and gritted their teeth.

No, I must not let Senior Sister Zhao underestimate me! She must be watching me! !

They tried hard to keep calm and began to use their respective skills to calm their turbulent minds.

At the same time, everyone also quietly looked at the indifferent goddess sister in front of them, trying to guess what she was thinking and see if there was anyone who was looked at a little more by the sister...

But at this moment, what everyone doesn’t know is.

The senior sister Zhao whom they admired was thinking about a very serious and philosophical question.

How should I teach this class? Should I just give them a few words? And then let them move freely?

What if Senior Yue thinks I was too perfunctory and asks me to teach another class?... Hmm, it's a bit confusing. Why would I have to teach junior sisters and brothers such a troublesome thing...

Concubine Zhao Ling thought about it and sighed softly.

It would be nice if my husband was here. He is a humble scholar who often attends classes at the academy next door. He is the most eloquent and much better than her...

When she thought of that person, Zhao Lingfei, who was regarded as aloof, cold and holy senior sister by her fellow disciples, felt sweet in her heart, as if she was smeared with honey.

But she never liked to reveal her inner feelings, except in front of him, so her expression was as cold as usual, but her other fair and slender hand quietly grasped the black jade and held it in the warm palm.

The beauty with autumn eyes came back to her senses at this time. She always found things other than cultivation troublesome, so she glanced down again.

I originally thought that while she was hesitating, her junior brothers and sisters might get anxious and restless, and might think that she, as a "senior sister and teacher", was incompetent and start making trouble, but...

Hey, why are these junior sisters and brothers so nervous? They look like... they are facing a great enemy?

Concubine Zhao Ling felt a little strange at the moment, so she glanced at them a few more times...

After Senior Sister Zhao above glanced at them several times, the atmosphere among the people on the field became even heavier and more tense.

Many male students could not help but avoid her gaze when her eyes swept over them, not daring to look at this goddess. However, after the goddess's eyes passed by without lingering, they suddenly felt regretful, but it was too late to regret...

Wait, could this aura and power of Senior Sister be related to... that strange black jade in her hand?

These junior brothers and sisters who were all outstanding outside the four Taiqing prefectures were silent, but suddenly they seemed to have discovered something. They couldn't help but open their eyes wide and glance at the slender hand of Concubine Zhao Ling who was sitting above them.

I saw her tapping the armrest lightly with one hand, while with the other hand she was competing with a mysterious jade token...?

This mysterious jade token was tied to her slender white wrist with a red string. The senior sister would gently twist it and hold it in her palm, then throw it away in anger, but the jade token could never leave her white wrist...

The remaining talented students who had withstood the pressure were carefully observing Sister Zhao's strange movements.

In their mind, this black jade seemed to be an ordinary jade token. However, since Senior Sister Zhao always carried it with her, it must have some secrets. So they were more and more certain that it was some kind of magical item...

Little did people know that the deepest fear in this world is actually... scaring yourself.

At this moment, as Zhao Lingfei remained silent, they became more and more nervous, concentrating on resisting the unknown mysterious aura of their senior sister...

However, there were still people who failed. When they looked into Senior Sister Zhao's eyes, they were either shy, embarrassed, or timid and looked away.

As a result, fewer and fewer Fu students were able to hold on. Only a few people at the back persisted, with sweat on their foreheads, their eyes wide open, looking forward, unwavering...

Zhao Lingfei looked at the group of fellow students with strange expressions below, and thought that they stared with their eyes so wide because they were looking forward to her next class. She felt a little embarrassed. So, what should she say?

The beautiful lady with autumn eyes and jade tied on her wrist fell into deep thought.

If you think about it carefully, she is actually the wife of a Confucian scholar, so she should have been influenced by what she saw and heard.

She nodded and continued to think in this direction.

So, she could learn from some of the things Rong Er taught her, such as how he liked to learn sword techniques from her at night... Bah, that's not okay... Another example is the foot exercises her husband taught her... Bah, that's not okay either! Think about it again... the correct posture for drinking porridge...

“……!!!”

The more Zhao Lingfei recalled, the more her pretty face darkened.

Good boy. When they were alone together, Rong'er taught her all these weird things... There was no serious teaching at all!

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned, snorted, and threw the jade token in her hand away.

Bad husband, don't come back, just Qian'er will come back...

She suddenly missed Qian'er. If Qian'er were here, she would also be among the new batch of talented students, and would be among the top. With this quirky little girl around, she would definitely be able to smooth things over for her...

Well, Qian'er is still the best.

Just as Concubine Zhao Ling was cursing her bad husband in her heart and missing her personal maid.

On the field below, finally only three junior brothers were left to withstand the pressure-filled gaze that Senior Sister Zhao glanced at them from time to time.

At this time, they saw Zhao Lingfei above nodding slightly in approval, thinking that she was approving of them and that they had successfully passed the test of their senior sister.

The three junior brothers were immediately cheered up, holding their heads high and enjoying the envious and complacent looks from their fellow disciples who had failed.

At this time, they saw that after Senior Sister Zhao nodded, she stopped moving and stared at the ground beneath her feet, as if she was waiting for something.

The three most outstanding junior brothers looked at each other and nodded secretly.

Senior Sister Zhao is so aloof, but what she means now should be to let them go up and accept the reward and praise?

At the thought of having the opportunity to talk to Senior Sister Zhao up close and make her remember them, the three of them suddenly became excited and hurriedly walked up the stairs, wanting to get closer.

How could Zhao Lingfei know that these junior brothers and sisters had so many inner dramas? She could even direct and perform a "Senior Sister's Void Test" herself.

At this time, I saw someone below dared to come up rashly.

The woman with autumn eyes frowned slightly.

In an instant, some invisible changes seemed to occur on the field.

The three junior brothers who were preparing to go on stage excitedly suddenly felt something was wrong.

They paused for a moment, then climbed up a dozen steps, but... still kept the same distance from Senior Sister Zhao who was frowning slightly above them.

The three junior brothers, unwilling to believe in the evil, quickly climbed the stairs, but after many attempts, they were still unsuccessful!

The three people's faces changed, their bodies trembled, and their expressions were filled with astonishment and confusion.

Not only them, the students below were also very surprised. In their field of vision, the scene where the three students were unable to get close to Senior Sister Zhao seemed to have some kind of spatial dislocation.

Mysterious and mysterious.

Zhao Lingfei twisted her beloved jade token between two fingers and ignored the unruly fellow apprentices below.

Not long ago, her body was tempered by her new childhood sweetheart's new sword-fighting principles, and she can use the special magical powers of her own flying sword.

Zhao Lingfei was about to look away from the three people below who were making funny movements, when suddenly her eyes lit up.

Well, she knew how to teach this lesson.

At the top, the autumn-eyed woman stood up gracefully, clapped her hands, lowered her head slightly, and looked down at the three students below who could never get close to her. She chuckled and imitated someone else and said:

"Yes, the first lesson for freshmen. Senior sister... well, she is a kind of existence that you can never catch up with."

Her husband once said this to her as a joke. Concubine Zhao Lingfei didn't really understand what he meant, but she could hear that her husband's tone was somewhat teasing and playful.

At this moment, when she saw this scene, she suddenly felt that this sentence was quite suitable, so she leisurely imitated him and said it out loud. At the same time, she also thought about how she should teach the class.

Everyone was stunned.

Especially the three junior brothers who showed up, and many junior brothers in the crowd below, their faces suddenly looked like an overturned bottle of five flavors, turning blue, red, and white, and they dared not say a word.

Concubine Zhao Ling had no idea what they were thinking. She just raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

A purple sword appeared in the center of the hall, above everyone's heads.

At this moment, in the admiring sight of the junior sisters on the field, the powerful Senior Sister Zhao casually stretched out her hand, pointed at the purple sword that suddenly appeared in the air, and chuckled:

"It's called Bamboo Horse. It was given to me by my childhood sweetheart. This lesson is very simple."

She glanced at him gently, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips when she mentioned him, but then she curled them down in an instant.

"All of you come together, within the confines of this hall, and if you can catch up with this little gift my husband gave me, Senior Sister will report your name to Senior Yue."

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the small sword that was motionless in the air.

Zhao Lingfei felt that she had also become bad.

Well, it was all taught by that bad guy. I was led astray by him. Birds of a feather flock together.

Thinking of this, she threw the black jade in her hand, turned around, and returned to her seat.

The moment Zhao Lingfei turned around, everyone on the field who were eager to try suddenly moved and used their own methods.

However, they soon discovered the true meaning of what Senior Sister Zhao said before...

Half an hour later.

Zhao Lingfei was the first to leave the hall, leaving behind her fellow junior brothers and sisters who looked submissive and frustrated.

She walked towards Nanci Jingshe with light steps, but suddenly stopped.

Facing South.

The woman stood there quietly for a moment, lowered her head, picked up the black jade tied around her wrist again, and placed it in the palm of her hand.

This time it was no longer a simple holding, but the other hand covered it and rubbed it vigorously for a while.

The jade body of the jade pendant began to warm up.

At this moment, a piece of white jade on someone thousands of miles away also warmed up.

She raised her hand and said softly:

"Okay, stop being so irritable. Come back soon and be safe."

At this moment, God seemed to have heard the woman's thoughts and affectionate confession.

Suddenly, a questioning voice came from behind.

"Excuse me, is this Concubine Zhao Ling, Fairy Zhao?"

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head and instantly recognized the purpose of the visitor.

She looked back in surprise like a deer.

"It's me. Is this the letter from Dali?"

…

The use of flying swords to deliver letters and some other means of communication have existed in Wangquezhou Mountain for a long time.

But it is not popular.

It is too expensive for wild cultivators and small immortals, and unsafe for great cultivators and great immortals.

Moreover, for the latter, it is obviously safer to send trusted people to deliver letters and treasures.

Therefore, there are only some top-level businesses on Wangquezhou Mountain that rely on their reputation to run this business, targeting some groups of monks who have plenty of spiritual money and are looking for convenience.

Most of the young Tianjiao students in Taiqing Prefecture belong to this category, and they also like to try all kinds of new things.

Therefore, a special post office was set up in Taiqing Prefecture, and letters came in and out frequently every day.

It was considered a busy place in the prefecture, where the local residents and postmasters frequently came and went.

Concubine Zhao Ling rushed to the post station with a post manager.

It was afternoon, approaching sunset, and the area outside the Xinyi Pavilion was quite crowded.

Interestingly, the postman who was supposed to inform the students to get the letter was leading the way, but the girl with autumn eyes who had just taught her fellow junior students a vivid lesson walked quickly and was in the front all the way.

So the postmaster wiped his sweat and trotted along...

In the past, Qian'er had been the one to deliver and handle the family's letters, and Concubine Zhao Ling was not involved. This morning was the first time she had come to the post office in Taiqing Mansion:

A few nights ago, she tossed and turned, so she couldn't help but write a letter home, which she revised dozens of times, and sent it here to someone who had not returned yet.

Fortunately, the distance between Dali and Duyou City is very close for the fastest mountain transportation such as Feijian and Yunhai Ferry. It is only a few stops away and a round trip can be made in one day.

Concubine Zhao Ling came here early in the morning to hand over a letter from home and dropped off an expensive butterfly coin. Now in the evening she received a reply from her husband.

As for why the senders and recipients of letters from the Post Office have to come and pick them up in person, and why the post office manager is sent to run errands to notify them, it is a waste of time.

Because of the rules of the big merchants in the mountains, letters are not only kept secret during the flying sword transmission, but also cannot leave the heavily guarded letter pavilion after being delivered to the destination. They must wait for the recipient to be present in person before they can be opened...

However, despite such strict precautions, there are still reports of letters and treasures being lost along the way every year. This may be one of the main reasons restricting the expansion of this business in the mountains.

It can only serve a small number of people.

"It's quite fast. If I had known this, I would have sent a letter to my husband earlier."

Outside Xinyi Pavilion, Concubine Zhao Ling, who was hurrying over, stopped, looked at the bustling pavilion under the setting sun, and nodded.

If Zhao Rong was present at this moment, and knew that the stupid lady had spent a butterfly's money to send a letter with the highest priority and speed, and was satisfied and happy to patronize again in the future, he would definitely smile kindly, and very gently lead the lady back home, close the door, and test with her the tear and moisture resistance of the fabric on the buttocks...