But at this moment, Wen Ruoxi, leaning on a cane, slowly walked through a peach blossom forest and stopped in front of a large courtyard with simple decoration.
"Grandma Wen, have you come to chat with grandma again?"
A girl in white embroidered clothes walked out quickly after hearing the sound. When she saw Wen Ruoli, her pure eyes immediately showed surprise, and she trotted over to help her obediently.
Wen Ruoli looked at the girl with loving eyes and couldn't help but nodded slightly: "Min'er, how is your grandma's health lately?"
"Thank you for dragging me down, grandma is in good health. It's just that she is old and dazzled, and is no longer suitable to do it."
Wen Ruoxi couldn't help but look relieved, "It doesn't matter if you can't do anything. She has a granddaughter like you, so she has a successor."
"Grandma, you are too generous, Min'er is still far behind."
Gong Min said this, but his eyes lit up with joy, obviously very happy to be praised by Wen Ruoli.
"Ruoli, why did you come to me when you had time?"
An old woman's deep voice came from the study. Gong Min quickly stuck out his tongue, helped Wen Ruoxi in, made tea for the two elderly people, and then stepped out.
The old woman sitting in the study has completely white hair and her face is covered with age spots. She is obviously older than Wen Ruoxi. At this moment, she was holding the book in her hand so far away from her eyes that she didn't know what she was reading.
Wen Ruoxi sat down and looked at the old woman, couldn't help but sigh, and laughed harmoniously: "Gong Xiangjun, you are so old, don't you know how to take a break?"
Gong Xiangjun put down the book and snorted: "You still occupy the position of the dean and refuse to step down, so you have the right to criticize me? Okay, okay, you say this every time you come here, am I not five years older than you? That's all. I know my body myself. As long as you find someone to replace me, I won't go to class."
"I do have such an ideal candidate."
Wen Ruoxi smiled meaningfully and put a small piece of embroidery on the table. Gong Xiangjun looked at it from a distance, then withdrew his gaze and placed it on the book, "You can tell me clearly that girl, her embroidery needlework is indeed good. , and she will be promoted to the first level in a year or two. But it’s still early, why are you bringing her embroidery here?”
When Wen Ruoxi heard this, she immediately laughed out loud, shook her head and said, "This is not Feng Qingru's embroidery. Please take a closer look."
Um
Gong Xiangjun was really startled when he heard this. Then he picked up the piece of embroidery and gently stroked it with his fingers. A look of surprise immediately appeared on his face. Her hands have always been well maintained, and she looks ten years younger than her age. Although her eyesight is bad, she can basically figure out what is real and what is real by touching it with her hands.
But this time... she couldn't get any attention.
"Strange, strange..."
Gong Xiangjun muttered a few words, opened the drawer on the left, took out a pair of glass lenses, put them in front of his eyes, and moved them to the embroidery to observe carefully.
Wen Ruoli's expression became a little more serious. What she said just now was just a joke, but she didn't expect that Gong Xiangjun even took out the glass lens. This was a special lens that Commander Yan asked the best craftsmen to help her create. , relying on this, Gong Xiangjun is still active in the embroidery workshop at the age of seventy-five.
It can be said that glazed lenses are Gong Xiangjun's special treasure, and they are easily hidden from others.
Time passed bit by bit and the tea became cold. Gong Min came in and poured tea again. She saw the two old men staring at the small embroidery in a daze, and she suddenly became curious. However, she consciously did not disturb them, filled up the tea and left again.
When the second cup of tea turned cold, Gong Xiangjun finally raised his head and said with a solemn expression: "I have never seen this type of flower stringing needle. It has a tendency to become its own style! If she can succeed, maybe she can Become the originator of a school! Ruo Li, where did you get this piece of embroidered cloth? Is it possible that the person you said will succeed me is its owner? That is indeed qualified... "
Wen Ruoli opened her mouth, and she was extremely surprised. It was originally a joke, but it turned out to be true. She really shouldn't say anything good now.
"Which master was recruited by you? Is it Meng Litong from Yuezhi County? Or Lu Yaxuan from Siqi County? You should tell me, take me to see him!"
Seeing Wen Ruoli not speaking, Gong Xiangjun suddenly became anxious. Wen Ruoxi came back to her senses and quickly comforted her, "Don't be impatient for a moment. Don't be impatient for a moment. People won't run away there. She is in the academy now. This embroidery was just embroidered."
"Why don't you finish the embroidery?"
Gong Xiangjun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, then frowned and said: "If an embroidery is incomplete, it has no soul! With the strength she has shown, she shouldn't know this."
"This... something happened."
Wen Ruoxi bravely explained that Wu Shuqin seemed to have gotten into a big trouble... If she told her, with Gong Xiangjun's temper, Wu Shuqin might be kicked out of the college immediately.
"What's the accident?" Gong Xiangjun's expression changed as expected, "With that kind of master, would anyone dare to bully her?"
Wen Ruoxi suddenly felt anxious and said with a helpless smile: "Don't ask, I'll let her come and see you."
"This is inappropriate!"
Gong Xiangjun stood up immediately and took the crutch beside him, "Even if that person is a little younger than me, she can innovate new styles and her attainments in embroidery skills are already on the same level as mine. How can I let her come to see me?" ? This is unreasonable! I'll go change my clothes, and then you go with me to see her. You haven't said who she is yet? Is it Meng Litong or Lu Yaxuan? "
Gong Xiangjun's mouth was like a machine gun. Wen Ruoxi collapsed immediately and quickly asked Gong Xiangjun to sit down, "My old sister, just sit back and relax. That little girl is only fifteen years old, and she is no older than you." If you’re younger, that’s several generations behind you!”
Fifteen? !
Gong Xiangjun was stunned immediately. After a long time, he asked, "Are you kidding me?"
After a cup of tea, Su Li stood in front of the ancient courtyard. Gong Min looked curious, but remained polite. He nodded and said, "Grandma wants to see you, come with me."
Su Li followed Gong Min into the house and saw Wen Ruoli and Gong Xiangjun. She composed herself, walked over and saluted, "Su Li, I've met Dean Wen and Dean Gong."
Gong Min wanted to stay and take a look, but was told by Wen Ruoxi's look that he could only go out and close the door.
Seeing Su Li's childish face, Gong Xiangjun still couldn't believe her eyes. She picked up the embroidered cloth and asked, "The little girl's name is Su Li, right? Did you really embroider this piece of embroidered cloth?"
Su Li nodded, then hesitated for a moment, then kissed her lips, "Junior still has some doubts, I don't know whether I should ask."
Wen Ruoxi immediately laughed and said, "I know what you are going to ask. I'm afraid you have never heard of this Dean Gong. She has been retired for many years and has been teaching in the college. She is now the top embroidery artist in the embroidery workshop in Qinghe County But half of them are her students, and Feng Qingru is her direct disciple, did you know?"
Su Li's eyes flashed when she heard this. Is this old woman Feng Qingru's mentor
She had heard about it in her previous life, but had never seen it. Because when she met Feng Qingru, Gong Xiangjun had already passed away. Feng Qingru kept talking about the fact that she had never seen her mentor for the last time because Gong Xiangjun died of a sudden illness and died too quickly. Feng Qingru was out of town at the time. There was no time to rush back.
Recalling this memory, Su Li looked at Gong Xiangjun calmly. Sure enough, he noticed something dark, but he didn't feel his pulse and his judgment was not accurate enough.
Gong Xiangjun quickly stood up and interrupted Wen Ruoxi, "Why are you talking about this? It's embarrassing!"
After saying that, she touched the embroidery in her hand and sighed: "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Your embroidery skills are extremely solid. I'm afraid you have worked hard. Just from the flatness of the embroidery, I can tell that your foundation is The stitching technique has also reached the level of top embroidery masters. The string stitch is an extremely difficult embroidery technique for letter embroidery. You can actually innovate on it. It is really eye-opening. I will die if I can see this in my lifetime. No regrets…”
"Xiangjun..."
Suddenly hearing his old friend say this, Wen Ruoxi couldn't help but worry.
Gong Xiangjun waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm just expressing my feelings." After saying that, she turned around and said, "Girl Su Li, are you willing to take my place and teach the special class?"
Even as steady as Su Li, he was stunned for a moment when he heard these words.
Special class
what is that
She saw from the brochure that there were only advanced and junior classes
Wen Ruoli was also startled and quickly stopped him: "Xiangjun, this won't work. Su Li is too young, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."
Gong Xiangjun waved his hand, "What are you afraid of! How can I take back what I said? Besides, those little girls all have high aspirations, so they should go and work on their spirit alone. Su Li, Are you willing?"
Looking at Gong Xiangjun's smiling face, Su Li was silent for a moment, but did not nod. Instead, he asked: "Two deans, I would like to ask, if I take over the special class, how much free time will I have to read extensively? Listen. It is said that Qinghe Women’s School’s collection of classics is very good.”
As soon as Su Li said these words, the two old people were stunned.
If anyone were to hear Gong Xiangjun's words, they would definitely be ecstatic and grateful! It's not an exaggeration to regard Gong Xiangjun as his reborn parent, but Su Li... actually hesitates to accept it? !
After being stunned for a long time, Gong Xiangjun suddenly laughed and burst into laughter. Wen Ruoli also covered her face and smiled bitterly.
"Hahaha... Girl Su Li, you really don't know what the special class represents?"
Su Li was helpless, "I just arrived in Qinghe County yesterday."
"Girl, you don't have to worry at all."
After being rejected by Su Li once, Gong Xiangjun was in a surprisingly good mood, "There are only five students in the special class, and those little girls don't have much time in the academy. There is usually one class every seven days, so you have a lot of time to go." Go to the library of a women’s school! Moreover, the salary of a special lecturer is very high... "
Su Li didn't pay much attention to it after that. She only had one class in seven days, which was perfect. This way she can spend more time on herself and won't delay her cultivation and refining medicine, which is really great.
"Also, the salary of a special lecturer..."
Gong Xiangjun was still talking hard, and Wen Ruoxi couldn't help but interrupt: "Okay, okay, let's say something else."
She didn't notice that Su Li was distracted. Apart from time, this girl was not interested in anything else.
Gong Xiangjun stopped talking cheerfully and was not angry. He looked at Su Li's eyes and liked him as much as he looked at her. It was really a great pleasure in life to meet such an outstanding junior in his later years.
Wen Ruoli also sighed, Su Li reminded her of someone. Although that person was not as stunning as Su Li, he was still from a poor family, but later she heard that the young beauty had died young and had nothing left behind, which was depressing.
Less than half an hour later, Su Li left the courtyard with a golden badge in her hand.
"You can choose the residence of the special lecturer in any large or small courtyard in the mountains. Even the senior courtyards are not full, let alone the special ones. Apart from us old ladies, the only ones left there are the old guys from the martial arts academy. You are the same Lecturer, don’t be afraid of them.”
Hearing Wen Ruoxi's words, Su Li walked away, leaving the girl in white with a dull look on her face.
What did she see? That badge…