If you can't be a son-in-law, you have to be sanctified

Chapter 135 Seeing others' suspicious eyes like a will-o'-the-wisp
The library is a self-cultivation tower.

Mr. Qiguan sat in front of the table, looking down at the chessboard in front of him.

On the chessboard, two kinds of black and white chess pieces landed on it, on which faintly visible are the star-setting style, the small-eye setting style, the big avalanche, and the dragon-slaying style...

There are also three kalpas in the chess game, and each of them circulates. Even if one is solved, there are still two or three kalpas.

Mr. Guanqi sat in front of this ancient endgame, holding a sunspot in his hand all the time, but he did not drop it, but set his eyes on it seriously, watching the chess without saying a word.

He was sitting here alone, in the middle of the night, Mr. Qi Guan seemed to feel something, he was about to stand up, when there was another sound of footsteps coming from the stairs.

A muscular man in black with a vague face went up to the cultivation tower.

Mr. Guanqi bowed to the black-clothed man, but the man in the black-clothed man just smiled and nodded, sitting opposite to Mr. Guanqi.

He didn't talk too much, he looked down at the endgame on the chessboard, and after a long time, he frowned and said, "Is this the game of Three Tribulations?"

Mr. Guanqi nodded.

Xuanyi looked carefully for a long time, then relaxed his brows, and said with a smile: "I have Jiang Baishi, the god, so why should I watch this game of ascension to the sky? Immortal Tianque has already entered the chess game of falling immortals, and I just need to find a big sword to kill him." If he loses his giant dragon, Immortal Tian Que's fortune will fall on me."

Mr. Guanqi frowned slightly, his expression full of pity.

He pondered for a while, then sighed: "Jiang Shoufu worked hard for this chess game, and used his mortal body to change Tianque Immortal's heavenly charm. So far, Tianque Immortal has indeed entered the urn, but... Jiang Shoufu is afraid..."

That Xuanyi didn't say much, just stretched out his hand, casually messing up the mess on the chessboard.

With four or five moves, the chess game turned completely different.

There are hidden murderous intentions, and two big dragons can be vaguely seen fighting, life and death are unknown.

Mr. Guanqi's eyes fell on the two big dragons, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Xuanyi turned his head and looked at the library from the window of the Cultivation Tower. It was winter, and the sky in Taixuanjing had turned cold, and even a second light snow fell.

But in this library, because of the Master's inscription "Four Seasons Are Like Spring", it really feels like four seasons like spring, without any chill.

The face of the man in black clothes was still blurred. After watching for a while, he turned around and asked Mr. Guanqi: "You saw that boy right."

When the man in Xuanyi said this, Mr. Guanqi finally showed a smile on his face, he nodded and said: "Mr. Si's sword in the world is not easy, it requires not only a great talent, but also a sincere heart.

It was a surprise that Lu Jing was able to comprehend this sword. "

"Really?" The man in Xuanyi smiled: "Why do I think that the reason why you lured Lu Jing into the library is because of what you saw?
You watch chess all day long, it is said that there is truth in the world, sir, what did you see? "

Mr. Guanqi smiled warmly, but remained silent.

He didn't answer, but the man in black clothes didn't care, but his tone was a bit more emotional: "Even if you stand in a high position, you can't understand the context of heaven and earth. Master ascends to the sky pass. I want to go with him to see you." Those fairylands, but there are many thorny things in this mortal world. Ordinary people will have an end and cannot be at ease.

When I unify the world and when I am here, there will be no more disputes in this world. At that time, I don’t know if I can go to the Tianguan to meet the immortal who is now sitting on the throne of heaven. "

The man in Xuanyi had a normal tone.

Mr. Guanqi could hear the extreme ambition in these few words.

The people in front of me are not willing to be the emperor of this world!
I also want to realize the scene in my dream, sit on the throne for 300 years, and control 300 million immortals.

"Besides, that young man has mastered the human sword energy. If he can hold the human sword of Mr. Si and Jiang Shoufu's Luoxian chess game in the future, he will use the sword to kill the dragon!"

The man in black said this in a casual tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Mr. Guanqi didn't change his expression, shook his head and said: "Sheng Jun, Lu Jing is a bit special, he can see both the mortal world and the fairyland in his eyes, he is a rare person of immortal wisdom.

How can a person of immortal wisdom completely cut off the immortal blessing of Tianque Immortal?

Maybe even if he wields the human sword, he still can't kill the giant dragon of Que Xian that day. "

The black-clothed man in front of him is none other than Dafu Shengjun Chongtiandi.

When Emperor Chongtian came to the library late at night, there was nothing unusual at first, but the conversation with Mr. Guanqi was full of secrets.

Emperor Chongtian didn't care, and just said: "There are already several people who have killed the immortals, if Lu Jing can grow up, let him try to kill them.

If he dies halfway, it doesn't matter. Those who have a great chance must be in trouble. If they fail to grow up, it only proves that he is not worthy of Mr. Fourth's sword. "

When Emperor Chongtian spoke, his tone was calm and casual, as if the people who killed the immortals in his mouth were all chess pieces, which could be moved at will.

Mr. Guanqi couldn't bear it, thought for a while, and then said in a flash of consciousness: "Mr. Qi will post a message for justice tomorrow, and take Lu Jing out of Dali Temple."

Emperor Chongtian nodded and said with a smile: "It's just a trivial matter. The reason why the bookstore is a bookstore is naturally because the bookstore holds something. Even if the idea of ​​the bookstore is different from mine, it will contribute to the education of the world. I am willing to accept it." Coexist with the library.

It is for this reason that I sit and watch the disciples of the library, running in the streets and alleys, guiding public opinion, and exonerating Lu Jing. "

If it is other sects, such as Dongwang Temple, Jokhang Temple, Lantuo Temple, Zhenwu Mountain and other famous and handed down sects in the world, if they hear the words of Emperor Chongtian, they will feel great fear in their hearts.

But Mr. Guanqi shook his head slowly, and explained seriously: "The fourth floor of the study building has not guided the masters and disciples of the study building in this matter.

What he did was to expose the evil of the good hall to the public.

Those storytellers did it because it was profitable.

It is the speech officials in the court and the folk workshops who wantonly wrote and published this matter, one is for fame, and the other is for profit.

The disciples and gentlemen of the bookstore running back and forth, as well as the gentlemen and students of the Guozijian, Jixianyuan, and many other bookstores in Beijing, are actually relying on their passion and pursuit of justice.

Because there is indeed the word "justice" in it, when the truth is exposed to the sun, the people become more eager. "

"Mr. Seven's opening is also the will of the fourth floor, but it is not mixed with the power of the court."

Emperor Chongtian smiled, and looked directly at Mr. Guanqi: "But, the source of all this, the one that exposes the evil of the good hall by various means, is still the library, isn't it?"

Mr. Guanqi still had a smile on his face: "When the sages swallow the sky and the earth with anger, they always have to give ordinary people a way to survive."

……

Light snow fell from the sky, spreading thinly on the ground of Taixuanjing.

The bridle paths in the streets and alleys are paved with bluestone slabs, and there are many concave and convex folds on them, which are for horses and carts to prevent slipping.

In front of Dali Temple, there are still many people wandering.

Even in snowy days, the number of people has not decreased, but because many people are free because of the snowy weather.

There are more and more people here.

Men and women were all looking forward to the entrance of Dali Temple. Occasionally, a few bold teenagers would call out Lu Jing's name loudly.

The guards at the gate of Dali Temple are quite helpless. Normally, the gate of such a dangerous place as Dali Temple is not an exaggeration to describe it as sparsely populated.

Occasionally, some people stayed for a long time for something, and they would reprimand and expel them loudly.

But these days, the gate of Dali Temple is so lively every day.

Occasionally, a prisoner who has not seen anyone for a long time and is escorted to the execution ground suddenly sees so many people, and will be more nostalgic for the world.

The thoughts of these ordinary people are quite simple.

With the spirit in his chest and the sharp sword in his hand, Lu Jing made the evil thoughts of the most prosperous place in Taixuanjing known to the world, so that those poor teenagers would not be deceived again.

Most intuitively speaking, at least the 46 children who had boarded the boat that day were indeed saved by Lu Jing.

And because Lu Jing made such a big fuss, those gentlemen who usually don't even look at them have started to donate money and contribute their efforts. They are planning to spend a lot of golden gold on Linfeng Street, which is six streets away from Jingyin Mansion. Create a kindness hall that can accommodate thousands of children at the same time.

After the construction of the Great Charity Hall is completed, six highly respected people from Taixuan Jing will be hired to supervise it together, so as to ensure the orderly operation of the Great Charity Hall and that such evil things will not happen again.

With these conditions, in exchange for the officials of Taixuanjing Qingshitai, they will no longer criticize them verbally, and no longer go up to impeach them with memorials every day.

Without an impeachment memorial, everything will be fine.

Otherwise, someday when the sages in the palace are upset, they will turn to such memorials, and when they are angry, they will swipe and let their heads fall to the ground!

Spokespersons may do bad things many times, but sometimes they can also play a big role.

And who are these benefits for?

Naturally, it is because of the young and handsome Mr. Shulou who is still in the prison of Dali Temple.

Although the vast majority of the people in Taixuan Jing are not well-educated, they understand many things because they have lived in the capital for a long time.

Since Mr. Xiaojing has helped them, they will naturally not be stingy with their enthusiasm and concern.

There were also a few older aunts who brought some bedding and a cotton coat, and many common people brought various food.

The Minister of Dali Temple had already told the guards that when someone brought things over, he took a little bit of each in a basket, made a big basket, and sent it to Lu Jing in the prison, saying that it was everyone's wish.

Lu Jing didn't want to accept it at first. This basket of food is actually considered rich for ordinary people.

But the guard who delivered the things later said that the basket seemed to be a lot, but because it was just a little bit from each commoner, dozens or hundreds of people shared it, but it was nothing.

With such words, Lu Jing naturally wouldn't shirk any more, he ate all kinds of delicacies in the basket every day, and occasionally Qingyue would make a special trip to bring a bowl of noodles in clear soup.

Lu Jing had known for a long time that he would be guarding, and the things Qingyue sent could always be delivered in time.

Qingyue also received a letter from Lu Jing, and knew that it was not hard in the cell. Although she was still worried, she was much more stable than before, and she also believed that Lu Jing would be back soon.

That's exactly what happened.

Lu Jing entered Dali Temple No. 11.

On weekdays, he preaches and teaches, teaches and educates people, but in a high-status library, there is a gentleman who writes an article!
"Young people cultivate righteousness and uphold the holy words, but now they are living in prison. The youth's righteousness is like mountains and rivers, like the brilliance of the day. After thinking about it, I got a poem. I hope that even if the young man in prison is wronged, he will not change his heart. .”

"There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and righteousness cannot be changed.

The sun and the moon are full of light, and the mountains and rivers are amazing.

I think about the ancient sages, how many years I have seen.

Wait to sweep the shadows, come and go to see the pine. "

With just a few lines of words, Taixuanjing was swept away within a day.

Because it is Mr. Shulou Qi who made these poems!
Mr. Shu Louqi was originally a prince and grand teacher, good at writing, and even more good at governing the country.

When he taught the prince, he didn't like to write poems. The young prince asked why.

Mr. Shu Louqi said frankly: "My poetic talent is not very good, but I want to express my emotions with poems. In my early years, I made many crooked poems, which made people laugh.

Because of this, I set a rule for myself, unless I am very angry, sad and happy, or feel a pity, I will not write poems except for sighing. "

The facts are just as Mr. Shulouqi said!

Sure enough, he seldom writes poems, but now because of the many disasters, his body is extremely old, like an old man who is about to ascend to heaven.

Even for this matter, Mr. Qi never expressed his feelings in poems.

But now, Mr. Shu Louqi's poems have been circulated. Although this poem is simple, it expresses his heart directly.

There is righteousness in the world, and the so-called righteousness naturally refers to Lu Jing's will to kill evil.

The meaning of praise in the words sun, moon, brilliance and mountains and rivers is self-evident.

And the shadows that followed...

Needless to say, it came from the prison of Dali Temple!

Even on the head of the text, the words "sacred words" and "injustice" were bluntly pointed out, pointing the finger at Dali Temple's ineffective handling of cases!
This poem circulates in the daytime...

In the afternoon, countless memorials entered the Taixian Palace like snowflakes and were piled up on the Shengjun's table.

In this Taixuanjing, the library has always been devoted to preaching and dispelling doubts, and rarely criticizes the imperial court institutions.

However, Mr. Qi's poem has only four sentences, and no mention of Dali Temple has been made, but all the resentment and disappointment in the poem are contained in the last sentence.

They even call the prison of Dali Temple a shadow!

In addition, in the poems and essays, there are overwhelming memorials for the praise of Lu Jing's youthful righteousness, and he hopes that the court will order Dali Temple to close the case.

It is also very clear in many memorials.

This matter is what all people want, and Lu Jing is following the holy words. Since he has been named by the holy king, he is naturally qualified to protect the clear world under the holy king's feet!
If Dali Temple continues to imprison Lu Jing, it will be a righteous atmosphere with turbidity, and a clear and bright atmosphere with gloom.

So many memorials flowed into Taixian Palace.

Dali Siqing is in a state of desperation and doesn't know how to deal with it.

He even went to battle in person, and together with two Dali Temple Shaoqing, a Dali Temple Chancellor, and several temple administrators, he searched all over Dafu's law, and checked countless cases in the past.

But it turned out that... Lu Jing's case was so special that there was no verdict.

What made them even more embarrassed was that Lu Jing's incident had such an impact that the entire Taixuan capital knew what he had committed.

If nothing else is involved, Dali Temple will be dealt with following Taixuanjing's raging public opinion and the turmoil in the court, and it will be fine to let Lu Jing leave.

But the problem is...

This matter also involves the word "Holy Word".

In this way, even Dali Siqing did not dare to get angry easily.

If Lu Jing is acquitted, it is directly confirmed that Lu Jing holds the holy words, and he can kill the wicked at will.

Dali Temple has no such rights.

If Lu Jing is convicted... Dali Temple Secretary hesitated even more when he thought of all the big battles and Mr. Shu Louqi's poems that made him thorn in his back.

Therefore.

This high-profile case, in which the details are not vague, dragged on for more than ten days.

More than ten days is not a long time. Many cases in Dali Temple will take a year and a half to close even if the evidence is complete.

However, Lu Jing's case was too special, involved a lot, and countless eyes fell down, which made even the minister of Dali Temple feel more and more difficult.

No. 12th!

The poems and essays of Mr. Qi, who is highly respected in the library, were thoroughly spread.

There are only eight lines in this poem, and the writing is quite simple, even children can memorize it in no time.

Many private school teachers also conformed to the current situation and gave this poem to the children in the private school, and emphasized that the so-called righteousness refers to the young Lu Jing!

The reputation of Lu Jing's youthful righteousness spread widely.

In front of the gate of Dali Temple, more and more people gathered.

It is also at this time.

Many people have heard the wind and moved on hearing the wind.

And many people looked up.

I saw seven horses galloping on the street in front of Dali Temple.

Dali Siqing brought many officials to welcome him.

The leader of the seven horses reined in the horses, holding a silver-yellow cloth scroll in their hands.

The other six people all got off their horses and knelt down...

Then the scroll in the hands of the old Diao Si in red is a first-grade jade scroll, made of high-quality Sanghuaifu jade silk, with silver dragon reliefs of three dragons at both ends, auspicious clouds and auspicious cranes on the back, rich and magnificent. grand.

This is... an imperial decree!
"Follow the will of the Holy King, and bear the great fortune!"

Everyone here is waiting eagerly, including Qingyue and Shengzi.

"Call! Lu Jing!"

Dali Siqing still knelt down and did not move.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple who had come to greet Lu Jing earlier stood up and hurried into the Dali Temple.

The faces of many study buildings, Guozijian, various academies, and disciples in the field were already showing joy.

"Since Lu Jing is summoned, it must be a happy event. If you want to convict Lu Jing, you only need to deliver the decree to Dali Temple. Why do you need the decree to come in person?"

Just when everyone here dared not look up.

Someone came slowly, step by step, without any panic.

People who were some distance away from the gate of Dali Temple saw a handsome young man walking slowly.

"It's Mr. Lu Jing..." Everyone recognized him.

Even after staying in Dali Temple for twelve days.

The blue robe on Lu Jing's body was still spotless, without any wrinkles.

So he came to the Temple of Chuanzhi Diao, and was about to bow down, but he heard the Diao Temple of Chuanzhi shouted loudly: "Mr. Worship the glory!"

Lu Jing had some surprise on his face, and immediately stood up straight, just bowed and saluted.

"Student Lu Jing, although young, has high ambitions, a pure heart, and a sense of righteousness. Seeing Lu Jing is like seeing beautiful mountains and rivers, and the sun and the moon are shining!
Lu Jing adhered to the holy words and killed the evildoers in order to return the world to the world and promote justice, not a crime! "

"However, the holy words should not be used lightly. Once the holy words are spoken, you need to see the sun and the moon, and you need to see the mountains and rivers. It can't be inherited by half a blood. From then on, it will be no exception."

A word is spoken.

The people here immediately shouted the word "Holy King", Lu Jing also saluted respectfully, and his expression softened a bit.

The many officials of Dali Temple behind him were finally relieved.

When Dali Siqing kowtowed, there was even a heartfelt smile on his face.

Everyone knew that the matter had finally come to an end.

However, Diao Temple did not accept the imperial edict, but waited for more than ten breaths until the voices of the crowd gradually subsided.

His voice came again.

"Mr. Lu Jing, the emperor ordered you to rest and take a bath today, and someone will take you into the palace tomorrow.

Shengjun also wants to take a look at you, a righteous young man! "

At this point in the Tianzhao, after Lu Jing respectfully saluted, Diao Si, who passed the decree, got on his horse and rode away together with the other six martial arts monks who escorted the decree.

Lu Jing stood where he was and took a deep breath.

Everyone also got up at this moment and looked at Lu Jing from a distance.

Lu Jing couldn't help smiling when he saw the many simple people at the gate of Dali Temple.

"Good and simple people, no matter in my previous life or in this life, they are the same."

Lu Jing took a deep breath, stretched his arms wide, then folded his palms back and forth, and bent over to salute.

"Sir, why do you need to salute us?"

"Although Mr. is young, he has a righteous heart, he is a kind person, and he has saved so many children. It should be us who salute you..."

"Sir, look..."

Someone stretched out a finger, and many adults turned sideways.

I saw that behind them, there were seven or eight young men in green clothes, leading perhaps forty or fifty children, standing behind.

The forty or fifty children at the front are the older and younger brothers and sisters.

Lu Jing hesitated, not knowing what to do.

But a seven or eight-year-old child ran over and said to Lu Jing: "Sir, I have read and understood many things. I thank you, sir, on behalf of us brothers and sisters."

The child saluted like this.

Most of the children in the distance seemed to be a little shy of strangers, and because of their childhood experiences, they were afraid that so many people would watch them, so they refused to come over.

But even so, although there was doubt and confusion in their eyes...but there was not much fear.

Only the brother and sister still dare not look directly at Lu Jing, and this is also human nature.

Because of this, Lu Jing smiled even more on his face that was originally smiling lightly.

At some point, Zhong Yubai walked up to him and said softly: "Don't worry, one day, all these children will know your kindness."

Lu Jing smiled casually, and said, "I don't care about kindness, I just hope that even if they don't appreciate me, they don't fear me."

Zhong Yubo said: "What you did in March and April will not have results until August and September..."

After persuading Lu Jing in this way, he turned his head and thought for a while, and said with a smile, "But Lu Jing...do you know...you are already famous?"

Lu Jing turned sideways.

Zhong Yubai looked at Lu Jing up and down, and said sincerely: "The name of Lu Jing, a young and upright man, is already well-known in Taixuan Jing. I don't know how many people came to inquire about the painting you left in the Shihua Pavilion.

A random piece of your original cursive script is worth a hundred gold. If you save it seriously, it is like the pine and cypress calligraphy you gave me. If I resell it, I can get a thousand gold.

Mr. Qi wrote poems for you, and great scholars like Li Shen and Ji Yuanzhi spoke highly of you! "

"Lu Jing, today you are free. The story of your young man murdering in anger will not only spread in this Taixuanjing, but also spread everywhere, spread to many prefectures, spread to the Western Regions, Zhuxing Mountain, Pingping Township, many Dragon Palaces, Zhenwu Mountain... even spread to Beiqin!"

Zhong Yubai's tone was passionate, but the expression on his face gradually softened.

A voice came into Lu Jing's mind.

"Because of this, more eyes will fall on you, and more shocking blessings will fall, Lu Jing... can you hold on to your heart?"

Lu Jing looked solemn, and glanced at the child in the distance, and then thought of Mr. Si's pen and ink, his own light-supporting sword spirit, and his previous life "the Cangshan is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood"...

So Lu Jing nodded solemnly.

Zhong Yubai encouraged Lu Jingdao: "Look at other people's suspicious eyes like a ghost fire, and walk with your heart."

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Yu Xing Island, in the middle of the night.

A swordsman in white was sitting cross-legged on a giant tree.

It seems that there is no winter on this island. At this time, it is stormy and thunderous.

The swordsman in white was very handsome, with two or three wisps of sword energy wrapped around his fingers.

The sword energy was flying around, even though the moon was still high in the sky, it attracted wind and rain from the sky.

At this moment, a barefoot woman holding a sword appeared from the void, and the bright moon was just behind her, as if she came from the bright moon.

The woman looked down at the white-clothed swordsman, and said softly: "You have raised your sword for more than twenty years, and now you are going to Taixuan, to see the great holy energy, discuss the Tao with many seniors in Beijing, and hone your sharpness."

The white-clothed swordsman had some expectation in his eyes, but suddenly it became tasteless.

He shook his head and said: "Master...the matter of falling into immortality, with my power of Yu Xing Island..."

The woman in the bright moon interrupted him: "My strength is not enough, but you are different."

The white-clothed swordsman sighed, a little distressed: "I only want to practice swords, but I don't want to take risks, especially such unnecessary risks."

The woman's expression changed slightly, and she whispered: "You have to go, the world says that I am the Great Master of Sword Dao of Yu Xing Island, but I still have a name."

"I'm still called...Ming Yue Slave."

　I updated my 6000D yesterday, and I went to bed at five o’clock in the morning. Today, I only have more than [-] characters.

Although it's a holiday, I still have to be on duty. The code words in the unit are painful, the keyboard and screen are hard to say, and the typing speed plummets.

Mr. Qi's poem was written by myself, lightly sprayed, and the title is quoted from Shi Tiesheng's famous line.

　
(End of this chapter)