#366 - Ink Girl
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“Is this North Sea?”
“It's my first time seeing the sea.”
“To be honest, looking at the vast sea, I always feel so small.”
“Humans are inherently small. Even if you cultivate for a lifetime, what about reaching the Upper Five Realms? Given enough time and vast enough space, anyone is just a drop in the ocean.
Therefore, we cultivators, especially we Confucian scholars, shouldn't always think about living for a long, long time.
It's useless for a person to live a long life if they waste their time. But if they can leave something behind in this world, that is eternal.”
“Mr. Liu.”
Just as Miao Feng and Yuwen Xi of White Deer Academy were expressing their feelings, Liu Jijiu of White Deer Academy walked over and said to the two students.
Yuwen Xi and Miao Feng both cupped their hands in greeting.
“Reading ten thousand books and traveling ten thousand miles, this saying is not without reason. This time you are here to visit the North Sea Dragon Palace, it's a good opportunity to broaden your horizons. Be sure to be careful in your words and actions.” Mr. Liu said to them.
“Yes.” Yuwen Xi and Miao Feng replied in unison.
Although Mr. Liu seized the opportunity to lecture them again, the two of them were already used to it.
As for whether they could take these lectures to heart, that was generally unlikely.
“Hahaha, Mr. Liu, Yuwen and Miao probably aren't listening to what you're saying. Yuwen and Miao really want to see the Dragon Queen's beauty.”
Three more men walked out.
These three men were Fang Yu, Chen Kun, and Ling Bisheng.
All three were the most famous scholars of the younger generation in White Deer Academy and had been granted the title of "Gentleman."
“You're still talking about me? Aren't you three the same?” Yuwen Xi rolled his eyes at the three of them. Who was it that was talking last night about "If I could see the Dragon Queen, I could die without regret"?
Chen Kun blushed a little and quickly said, “I was drunk last night, it doesn't count, it doesn't count.”
“It doesn't count if you're drunk? There's a saying, 'Truth comes out after drinking,' the words spoken after drinking are the most sincere.” Miao Feng added.
“Hahahaha, that's right, truth comes out after drinking. Besides, who doesn't like beautiful women?” Fang Yu said with a smile, then turned to Ling Bisheng and asked, “You always light up when you hear about the Dragon Queen, don't you?”
Ling Bisheng smiled, “A graceful lady is a gentleman's pursuit. Indeed, no one doesn't appreciate beautiful women. But I think Cici is more beautiful.”
“Hahaha, everyone knows you like Cici, but there are many people who like Cici.” Chen Kun said with a smile, “It will be difficult for you to compete.”
“Moreover, you are the son of the Wei Kingdom's Prime Minister, and Cici is the only daughter of the First Marquis of Qi. What? Do you want Cici to go back with you? Or are you going back with Cici?” Fang Yu said.
“…” Ling Bisheng was speechless.
“Alright, alright, stop bullying Bisheng. But Bisheng, I think you should like someone else. Cici still remembers…”
“What are you doing? Why is it so lively?”
Just as Yuwen Xi was about to defend Xu Ming, saying that his brother Xu Ming was the one Zhu Cici liked, a light and cheerful female voice came out.
Everyone turned to look, and a girl wearing a black dress walked out of the flying boat's cabin.
The girl wore an emerald green silk shirt, a scattered flower and misty green pleated skirt, and a light green gauze shawl. Her shoulders were like a cut, her waist was slender, her skin was like condensed fat, and her aura was like a secluded orchid.
Her hair was in a high bun, her eyebrows were lightly painted, her eyes contained a hint of spring, and her skin was as delicate as warm jade, like the whitest snow on the Tianshan Mountains, with a soft and greasy luster.
Below her delicate nose was a cherry-like small mouth, red without any application, delicate and dripping, and two strands of hair on her cheeks gently brushed her face with the wind, adding a bit of alluring charm.
What was most endearing was the girl's eyes.
The girl's eyes were clear, with a hint of playfulness and mischief, but also with a hint of scholarly air.
As the light green dress fell to her ankles, the belt around her waist tightened slightly, and the girl's willow waist was so slender that one could grasp it.
Although the girl's figure was not as plump as those of mature women, it was still moving enough, and even had a bit more of a ladylike feel.
In everyone's eyes, the girl was so flawlessly beautiful, so ethereal, so charming and boneless, yet knowledgeable and gentle as jade.
“Cici, why did you come out?” Yuwen Xi asked with a smile, naturally stopping the previous conversation.
“I've been staying in the cabin all the time, I need to come out to get some air, or I'll be bored to death.” Zhu Cici said with a smile, “And we should be arriving soon, right? As the chief officer this time, it would be a bit inappropriate if I didn't come out. If the North Sea Dragon Palace mistakenly thinks we are neglecting them, I will be lectured by my master when we return.”
“We are indeed arriving soon.” Liu Jijiu nodded.
Although Liu Jijiu was the oldest among the group.
However, according to seniority, Zhu Cici was the closed-door disciple of the White Deer Academy's Dean, so Liu Jijiu still had to call Zhu Cici Senior Sister.
Not to mention that this time White Deer Academy specifically asked Cici to be the chief officer of the mission.
This was not only the meaning of the White Deer Academy's Dean, but also the meaning of the entire White Deer Academy's high-level.
Everyone knew that White Deer Academy was deliberately trying to support Zhu Cici, but no one felt any displeasure or jealousy.
Zhu Cici's talent was there for all to see. If you felt uncomfortable or unbalanced, then you should surpass her, but could you do it?
Didn't you see that when Zhu Cici was studying, a black dragon kept circling in the sky above her residence?
Didn't you see that when Zhu Cici was writing, the fragrance of ink wafted ten miles away?
Zhu Cici was the one chosen by Heaven for the heavy responsibility of Confucian literary heritage.
“Eh? Where's Uncle Lu? Why is he gone?” Zhu Cici asked in confusion.
“That guy Lu Xiaoliu…” Liu Jijiu smiled and pointed to Zhu Cici's rear side.
Zhu Cici turned around and saw a man in a tattered blue shirt lying on a chair, comfortably basking in the sun.
“Whoosh…”
At this moment, a huge noise rang out on the sea.
Pillars of water shot straight into the sky like dragons sucking water, and one of the water columns was rushing towards the flying boat.
The poor scholar named Lu Xiaoliu pulled down the Analects covering his face and yawned:
“We're here so soon.”
