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

Chapter 369 Who said there is no hope in the world?

"You actually want to face the West Tower in the sky in the Valley of the Dead?"

Ji Yuanzhi was extremely puzzled.

He who was playing chess with Li Shen, when he read the letter in his hand, he straightened his back and exclaimed.

Li Shen took the letter from Ji Yuanzhi, read it carefully, and lost the interest in playing chess.

Zhong Yubai was also sitting in this small pavilion, the two sword pills Suihan and Songbai were spinning in his hands, and he looked worriedly at the flowing water on the side of the small pavilion.

Yuxuanlou is in a very good mood today.

The Seventh Prince of the dynasty, who used to study the classics of various families every day, seldom took a walk in the courtyard.

Li Wuhuang was half a step behind him, accompanying her husband.

She also got the news, and there was a bit of sarcasm on her delicate, fair face.

"Even a well-known good man like Lu Jing would do such a thing just to survive."

Li Wuhuang gritted her teeth slightly, she tried her best to maintain her demeanor, and she didn't want the Seventh Prince to look down on her.

But even though she tried her best to restrain herself, the disdain in her eyes was still clear.

"Everyone in the world says that when Chao Jingguo had the unity of knowledge and action, now that there is a catastrophe, he only thinks about how to save his life, completely ignoring the consequences of this matter."

Li Wuhuang, who seemed to have given up at first, saw some hope in his heart when he saw Lu Jingzhi's embarrassment.

Yu Xuanlou's double pupils flickered, he did not mock Lu Jing with Li Wuhuang.

Instead, he stopped and looked in the direction of Yanglu Street from a distance.

"If Lu Jing survived this catastrophe, Duke Jing's Mansion will be built.

At that time, Lu Jing could be regarded as a real Duke.

He is not in danger of death, and as the Duke of the state, he will accumulate a lot of power in this Taixuanjing within two or three years. "

Yuxuanlou seemed to be muttering to himself.

Li Wuhuang understood.

Lu Jing and the Seventh Prince are mortal enemies, and the concubine who was hunted down many times in the past became the Duke of the Kingdom and rose in Taixuanjing.

Then after he rises, he will become a mountain on the path of the Seventh Prince.

This kind of high mountain cannot be easily moved away, and rocks and mud fall from the mountain from time to time, which is also an extremely difficult thing to deal with.

What's even more frightening is that this high mountain is still becoming vast and unattainable.

Li Wuhuang wanted to ask the Seventh Prince if he had any plans, but after all, she was a woman and had never practiced cultivation, so there were many things that could not be discussed.

The two walked in Jiansu's mansion and came to Liyuan, but saw Shen Buyi opening the door, concentrating on drawing talismans.

On the rune, black lotus flowers bloomed, which was too beautiful to behold.

Yuxuanlou's long sleeves fell down, his eyes seemed unchanged, but there was a little...excitement hidden inside.

"Among the monks who came to Taixuanjing, there are many who want to help Lu Jing fight against the West Tower in the sky.

But there are not a few people who want Lu Jing to die. "

As Yuxuanlou was thinking like this, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to Li Wuhuang and said: "Xu Baijia has also entered Tai'an Dao, and he will return to court in a few days.

Shaozhu Kingdom has been closed for a long time, but I don't know if there is any progress in cultivation. "

"Your Highness." Li Wuhuang lowered her head, with a lot of flair: "I haven't been back to Wulong Street for a long time... and I haven't seen my brother for three months."

Yuxuanlou came back to his senses, he knew that Li Wuhuang didn't want to go back to Li's mansion because every time he went back to the mansion, Li Wuhuang would think of Li Yushi and Lu Jing, who was always immortal, so he simply didn't go back.

"Nine words."

Yuxuanlou was obedient, and a blurred ripple flickered in the void behind him.

"Lu Jing actually chose the Valley of the Dead, so you spread the news and see the reactions of people like Taixuanjing."

……

The news spread very fast.

However, when the morning market opened early the next morning, all the dignitaries and dignitaries in the entire Tai Xuan Jing knew about this matter.

Especially in today's court meeting, dozens of adults in the court hall handed over the memorial, directly implying that Jing Guogong didn't think about Da Fu, nor those innocent people.

In particular, the two Tsing Yi doctors who were born in the Hedong family even said bluntly to Lu Jing: "You have a good name when you are young, but your name is not worthy of your name. You steal your virtue and become a prince in vain."

To the disappointment of these adults, Emperor Chongtian just waved his hand after listening for a while.

Canglong Diaosi immediately took a step forward and ordered all the officials in the court to discuss with him again.

So the matter in the court seems to have subsided for the time being.

But among the folk scholars, there was another wave in Taixuanjing's mansion.

The hundreds of ghosts in the mountain of Hundred Ghosts have their own fears and evils.

Only 12 years have passed since the bloody incident in the Valley of the Dead, and many people still remember the horrors in the Valley of the Dead.

Lu Jing chose the Valley of the Dead, but he didn't care about the terrifying passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain under the Valley of the Dead, which inevitably disappointed many scholars who respected Lu Jing.

Hundreds of scholars even went to Yanglu Street to wait for Lu Jing, wanting to find out the reason.

……

Today's Qingyue got up early and dressed up.

She put on the gauze dress that she liked so much when she was in the Lu residence.

It's just that at that time, she and the young master Qingpin didn't have a decent dress.

"This silver pattern embroidered butterfly dress is pretty good."

Lu Jing opened his arms, looked at Qingyue who insisted on changing her clothes, and admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Qingyue tried her best to keep a smile on her face, but her crooked eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness.

"There is a lot of helplessness in this vast world, and there are a lot of people who are separated from others. This is not a problem."

While comforting herself in her heart, Qing Yue gently smoothed the wrinkles on Lu Jing's collar.

Then he took a few steps back and looked at Lu Jing very seriously.

But at this time, Lu Jing was wearing white clothes again.

But this white dress is not the white jade Chihu court dress given by Dafu Shengjun, nor is it the blue and white Qiongyi that he won the leader of the three trials, and it is not the white dress that enforces the law.

This dress was spotless, the cuffs were tightened, and the hem fluttered slightly, but it was a Confucian scholar's uniform.

And the killing Xilou was on Lu Jing's waist. Looking carefully, Qingyue didn't know how to describe the young master at this time.

I just feel that the famous silkworm beauty who is famous all over the world is probably nothing more than that.

"How do you feel about the fifteenth of August?"

At this time, Lu Jing put away the pen on the table and asked Qingyue casually.

Qingyue felt more and more reluctant, but the smile on her face became brighter.

She nodded slowly: "Every Mid-Autumn Festival, the young master always drinks with me and eats my noodles in clear soup.

I still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Lu Manor. My son and I sat on the stone table in the west courtyard, watching the bright moon in the sky, and we had a reunion. "

"August [-] this year...should also be a very good day."

Lu Jing stepped forward and touched Qingyue's long hair, and said calmly, "I asked Mr. Guanqi to be a matchmaker for you and me.

Since we want to start a family, although we have no elders, three letters and six rituals are always indispensable. "

Qingyue clapped her hands: "Mr. Guanqi is the son's teacher, so presiding over the marriage is naturally very good."

The two finished speaking.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Qingyue lowered her head and kept arranging the straw paper on the table.

Lu Jing stood where he was, looking at the blooming crabapple in the room.

Begonias are in bloom tonight, and it is so beautiful.

Qingyue felt a lot of reluctance in her heart, she wanted Lu Jing to go later.

But he was afraid that his daughter's posture would delay the son's important affairs.

Thinking of this, Qing Yue tried her best to smile at Lu Jing.

"I will go to the good hall to sit in the clinic and accumulate merit for the young master."

As she spoke, she mysteriously took a small box from her house.

"Young master, wait until this matter is settled, and then you will open this jade box."

Lu Jing accepted the jade box, thinking that it was Qingyue's heart, a gift prepared by the little girl for him.

He carefully put the gift into Yunkongwen and walked to the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, Pei Yingui and Miss Hancai were waiting.

Farewell is just a few words, but it seems too difficult.

Pei Yingui looked at the youngest Duke in Dafu, and felt that the world was getting worse.

It is such a character who has to go through the gates of hell in order to survive.

Because of this, the princess who escaped from Qi State deliberately brought her to Guanghan Palace.

Even if he has very little energy left, he can probably shoot an arrow towards those high-ranking immortals.

Lu Jing had persuaded her a few days ago, told her the pros and cons of it, and made it clear to her that it was a fatal matter.

Seeing her insistence now, he didn't say any more, but kept it firmly in his heart.

Qing Yue really wanted to go to the Valley of the Dead together.

Everyone was leaving, and she was inevitably flustered alone in this Taixuanjing.

It's just that there is a battlefield, if she goes there, it will definitely distract the young master.

She was so calm today just to prevent the young master from being nostalgic in her heart.

Until she watched Lu Jing leave, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

She raised her head and paced back and forth in the courtyard alone, not knowing what to do at this time.

A full half an hour has passed.

Qingyue gritted her teeth suddenly, and she called softly: "Deer fish."

Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke bloomed.

A golden dragon soared up from Lu Jing's small courtyard.

Qingyue was too afraid of affecting the young master.

But in that short half hour, Qingyue seemed to have gone through a cycle.

"I'm also going to send off my son."

……

Lu Jing was riding Zhao Ye, with Sha Xilou on his waist.

Walk out of Yanglu Street all the way, walk to Beicheng, and go out from the city gate.

I don't know how many people in the market saw this scene.

I don't know how many masters, young masters, and young ladies in Taixuan's mansion looked at each other secretly.

Today there is neither wind nor rain, the Duke rode out of Xuanjing on horseback.

And every time Lu Jing walked through a street, there were always many people of various colors following him silently.

The people knew Lu Jing's identity, but they didn't know what he was going to do.

It was rare to see the rumored King Jing Lu Jing, and seeing Lu Jing's divine appearance, he followed behind Zhao Ye like those other characters.

The huge Tai Xuanjing.

Lu Jing rode in front, but there was a wave behind him.

Li Shen and Ji Yuanzhi stood in a restaurant at the gate of Beicheng.

They knew that the reason why Lu Jing swaggered through the city on horseback was because he chose the Valley of the Dead, and he wanted to give the heroes and tycoons who came to help him a chance to choose.

Ji Yuanzhi saw the young man on the famous horse Zhaoye, saw his clear eyes, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

"It's a pity that I am in the imperial court. I went to take up my post yesterday, but the sage did not agree. Otherwise, the old man will inevitably fall into this trend. Take a look at the demeanor of the young Duke. A young man will do his best to rise up."

Li Shen shook his head. He also looked at Lu Jing's back with his hands behind his back.

"Lu Jing should have his own considerations in choosing the Valley of the Dead. I never believe that Lu Jing, who has solved the disaster in the river, will not care about the safety of the people around him."

When Li Shen said this, he paused again, and continued: "Even if you don't worry about it, it's nothing.

A gentleman has the way, and his achievements are in the world. If he is punished today, his life will be lost, but he is still required to be like a sage.

We were too harsh on this young man. "

More and more people followed Lu Jing.

And outside the city gate, there were actually many people waiting.

These people kept silent. When they saw Lu Jing leaving the city, they just saluted Lu Jing silently, and then followed behind him.

Their eyes are firm, and they all have the will to die in their eyes.

When Ji Yuanzhi saw this scene, tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Li Shen comforted him, "Sir, you don't have to blame yourself. You also acted as a guide for the three gentlemen of Nanhai Academy, which can be regarded as your contribution."

"The three gentlemen of Nanhai Academy came here with their swords in their hands, and went to fight against the West Tower in the sky. I just told them in a letter. It was these gentlemen who threw their heads and blood. How can I be called a contribution?"

Ji Yuanzhi was old, and his mood was a little low.

At this moment, he saw Li Shen had already walked to the corner of the stairs and was about to ask.

Li Shen stood at the stairs of the restaurant, saluting Ji Yuanzhi.

"Although my husband and I are not masters and apprentices, we have had a master-student relationship for many years.

There is no reward for being cautious, only this gift. "

Ji Yuanzhi's eyes widened, staring at Li Shen.

Li Shen said with a smile: "Sir is the king of the court, I am not as knowledgeable as you, but I can only write two characters.

A local official like Mr. Yu Bai dares to resign brazenly and come to help, so what is there to be nostalgic for me as a clean official? "

"It's a big deal, if Shen Shen doesn't die after this matter, then he will become an official again!

All the rules in the sky, they will stare at Dazhu Kingdom, Wei Xuanjun, Zhongshanhou, Champion General, Sifang Dufu.

But how can you put me, a little Confucian scholar, in your eyes? "

Li Shen laughed loudly, turned around and went downstairs.

Ji Yuanzhi held on to the railing with both hands, and when he saw that Li Shen, who had been a great Confucian for 20 years, was wearing plain clothes and walking out of the city gate, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

After a brief trance, he looked at the city gate again.

But in the gate of the city, there are generals in plain clothes and court officials in white clothes.

It's just that now, these people are packing lightly and going with the wave.

The world has long been rotten, but there is never a lack of courageous people!
These people who resigned from office and will follow Lu Jingqian to the Valley of the Dead may not simply be trying to rescue a young Tianjiao in the world.

Heaven wants to kill people in the world.

The disaster on Hezhong Road is vivid, and there must be immortals helping it.

Countless people turned into dry bones, died in the middle of the river, died in the valley of the dead, and died under disasters everywhere.

Under such circumstances, how could there be a Lu Jing who can call the wind and rain in the world, how can he die alone?
They were not for Lu Jing, but for the world, and to swallow this breath.

Ji Yuanzhi was silent for a long time, then suddenly stumbled and ran down the restaurant, then up the city wall.

Panting, he stood on the city wall and looked up.

But it was only at this time that the sun rose.

The golden morning sun sprinkled its brilliance and fell on the crowd.

Lu Jing rode a horse among the crowd.

Three hundred warriors riding tigers marched in armor.

Two thousand people of various colors gathered around Lu Jing, walking on the official road and mountain road.

The radiance of the morning sun fell on them, as if they were wearing a layer of golden armor.

"The whole city is full of golden armour."

Ji Yuanzhi muttered to himself, and suddenly wept again.

"Who said there is no hope in the world?"

(End of this chapter)