Chapter Nine Hundred and Eighteenth Who Knows Me

Under the promotion of the academy and Du Ni,

"Slow Voice, Xun Xun Mi Mi" quickly spread among wealthy families in Gaoxiang City, and quickly spread to the common people in the market.

"Have you heard? Zhou Juhua has released a new work again." A scholar in the teahouse excitedly said to his companion.

"Have you heard? The leader of the Class A class, who is both civil and military, has released a new work..."

"Have you heard..."

"Okay, don't talk about it, I already know that the leader of the class A has written a poem of grievances."

...

A maid walked quickly into the small garden, she raised the paper in her hand and said to the emaciated lady in the garden: "Madam, someone wrote a very good poem, Madam Zhang asked me to send it to you. ."

"There are only a few people in the city who can write poetry. I'm tired of reading their style of poetry. What kind of good poetry can they write?" The noble lady was not very interested, she said softly.

"But Mrs. Zhang said it was well written." The maid didn't know how to write, so she froze for a moment and said, "Mrs. Zhang said it was written by the head of the class A in the academy."

The lady raised her head and said in surprise, "But that Zhou Juhua, the chrysanthemum poem he wrote was very domineering. What kind of words did he write?"

The lady reached out and took it from the maid, opened it, and read it softly: "Xun Xun Mi Mi, deserted, desolate, miserable..."

The first sentence made the lady lose her voice. She stared at the first sentence and did not read it. After a while, she adjusted her mood and continued reading.

"When it's warm and cold, it's the most difficult to take a break. Three glasses and two glasses of light wine, how can you fight against him?"

Some time ago, autumn and winter alternated, and the weather was capricious. It was when it was warm and cold, her sleep was in a trance, and it was always difficult to fall asleep. These words seemed to read into her heart.

"Yan Guo is also sad... This time, what a sad word!"

After reading it, the lady was stunned and did not speak.

The maid next to her asked anxiously, "Madam, why are you crying?"

It was only when the lady came back to her senses that she found that tears were already streaming down her cheeks. She wiped the tears from her eyes, but the tears could not be stopped.

The maid was frightened and could only cry and cry with the lady who loved her the most.

The year before last, the lady's husband died in a disaster caused by a strange story in the city. Since then, the lady has been unhappy.

After crying, the lady seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. She said angrily, "You stupid girl, you should persuade me when I cry, but why do you only cry with me?"

The maid with a red nose burst into tears and laughed, but she didn't know what to say.

The lady ignored the maid, she just looked down at the lyrics in her hands wet with tears, and choked a little: "The one who knows me is Zhou Juhua."

Such a scene happened among many noble ladies in Gaoxiang City who were alone in vacant rooms. After reading this poem, the ladies had red eyes, silent tears or weeping.

And because both poems have chrysanthemums (yellow flowers), the scholars in the city believed that Zhou Fan preferred chrysanthemums, and the name of Zhou chrysanthemum became more and more popular.

...

Zhou Fan didn't know all of this. After he entered the academy's bookstore, he never came out. The bookstore was divided into three floors, and the first floor contained some literary books such as poetry, scriptures and fu, which could be entered and exited at will.

The books hidden on the second floor include poetry, classics and fu, as well as some basic martial arts books.

The third floor contains some relatively important martial arts, martial arts, martial arts skills and some very rare book knowledge that are not allowed to be passed on.

The first floor allows ordinary students of the academy to enter and exit at will. The second and third floors require permission to enter. The third floor is the most strict. Everyone who enters to browse and watch must make a ghost oath. leaks, and transcriptions are not allowed.

All three floors are open to Class A students.

According to his own plan, Zhou Fan first collected the books he wanted to read with the help of the library staff, and then went into the quiet room reserved for the teachers and read them carefully.

This kind of quiet room can only be used by students in teaching and class A, and ordinary students can only read in the corridor outside the room.

Zhou Fan first read a book that introduced Qi refining crystal jade. This book was only found on the third floor. He opened it and read it for a while, with a look of joy on his face, because the book said golden Qi refining crystal jade. .

For Zhou Fan, things have become a lot easier. The question now is whether the academy has golden gas refining crystal jade, and if so, how to replace the red gas refining crystal jade with golden gas refining crystal jade, the value of the two is far different. , Zhou Fan also had to ensure that he was able to consume a supply of golden gas refining crystal jade every day.

If you only change a few pieces, it's not worth much.

After confirming the Qi refining crystal jade, Zhou Fan began to supplement other scarce knowledge.

He stayed in the library all day long, eating some dry food when he was hungry. It was not until dusk that he rubbed his tired eyebrows and stopped.

The library will not be closed until very late, but Zhou Fan has to go back to practice, so it is impossible to devote all his time to learning knowledge.

Zhou Fan came out of the library and just walked out of the door when he saw a teacher wearing the uniform of the academy.

This teacher has gray hair. When he saw Zhou Fan, he was slightly startled and asked, "But Zhou Juhua?"

The corner of Zhou Fan's mouth twitched slightly. He recognized the name of the teacher. It was the chief invigilator who invigilated his literary test. He could only salute and said, "You don't dare to be, the old gentleman can just call me Zhou Fan."

But the instructor scolded with a cold face: "Du Ni told me, I still don't believe it, it turns out to be true, you don't like Zhou Juhua's nickname, you definitely don't like poetry, no one stops you from practicing martial arts, but why give up What about poetry?"

When the white-headed teacher said this, he said sadly: "You kid has such a talent in poetry, so you should continue to walk..."

Zhou Fan was stunned, what did Du Ni say to this white-headed teacher?

He felt bad in his heart, so he could only answer a few words, infer that something happened and quickly stayed away from the white-headed teacher.

It's just that he just walked a few steps and met another teacher who knew him.

Because he is the leader of the big exam, there are too few teachers in the academy who don't know him.

The teacher didn't scold him, just sighed and persuaded Zhou Fan to get back on the right track or something.

Zhou Fan patiently listened to a few words, he excused something and left quickly.

But not long after walking, I saw another teacher who opened his mouth and shouted, "Zhou Juhua..."

Chrysanthemum, your sister... Zhou Fan resisted the urge to draw a knife, did not stop, just covered his face and ran wild.

Du Ni... Zhou Fan was so angry that his teeth were itching. If Du Ni was in front of him, he would definitely pull out a knife and chop this fellow alive.

He tried to choose a place with few people and just wanted to leave the academy quickly.