If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

  Chapter 30 The youth repays virtue with virtue and repays grievance with directness

   That clear stream meanders through the rockery.

  The sun in the afternoon was a little dim, but today the weather was very good, the sky was full of dust, and the sun wheel was hanging in the sky.

   Ning Qiang, who always had a somewhat far-fetched look, didn't get a little bit of energy until she saw Lu Jing coming, and nodded towards Lu Jing who was walking from the avenue.

   Lin Rendong on the side probably saw the strangeness of Ning Qiang, and a curious color flashed through her eyes, and she also looked at Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing looked calm and came all the way to Qingliu Pavilion.

   He saluted the crowd without being rude.

  Lu Qiong stood up and said to Lu Jing with high spirits: "Brother Jing, you are here just in time. Today, let's not focus on martial arts or schoolwork, just concentrate on writing poems and lyrics, and do something elegant."

"It just so happened that I met my cousin and Miss Honeysuckle in this North Courtyard, and I invited them to come with you. You happened to be grinding ink here and writing down our poems. If these poems become famous in the future, you can also mention them more. Two words of your name are taboo."

  Lu Qiong has never liked to practice martial arts or read books, but he is very fond of poetry and poetry. Lu Qiong has read the classics of "Ask Poetry" in the four books no less than a thousand times.

   Lu Jiang kept his mouth shut, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Lu Jing in silence.

   When Lu Qiong spoke, the others in the Qingliu Pavilion were also silent.

   But the eyes of Lu Qiong, Xi Qiu and Xue Liu, the two maids behind Lu Jiang, flashed strangely.

   These two maids are Lu Qiong and Lu Jiang's personal maids.

   On weekdays, she was in charge of washing, changing clothes, making beds, and warming the bed for these two young masters. Such a girl has a very high status in the mansion, and she does not need to work other than serving the young master on weekdays. Naturally, there are help girls who prepare everything.

   This point can be seen from the clothes of these two maids.

  Lu Jiang's maid, Xueliu, was wearing a yellow biluo shirt and a mahogany pearl hairpin on her head. The pearls on the hairpin alone were worth a lot, I'm afraid it would cost hundreds of taels of silver.

   is the young lady of an ordinary merchant family, and there are very few such hairpins, which shows Lu Jiang's love for Xue Liu.

   And Lu Qiong's maid, Xiqiu, is much more beautiful, with shaved shoulders and waist, graceful figure, bright red cheeks, she is a rare beauty.

  Xi Qiu's status in the Lu Mansion is naturally higher than that of Xueliu, because his master is Lu Qiong, the eldest son of the Lu family's great mansion.

   When Lu Shenyuan grows old, Lu Qiong will inherit the Earl of Shenxiao from Lu Jiayin.

   Coupled with the fact that Mrs. Ning has always loved Lu Qiong very much, Xi Qiu's status has also risen, and even the chief steward of the mansion will sell her a lot of face.

   So, not to mention Xi Qiu's clothes, she was wearing a pink Yansha dress with Yiluo soft yarn in her arms. The materials alone came from the Sanghuai Mansion in Jiangnan Road, which can be regarded as first-class.

The accessories on   's body are also extremely precious, and even the snow willow next to her is only dwarfed by her.

   The reason why their eyes flashed different colors was probably because they both felt that they were the young masters of the Lu Mansion, but their circumstances were different.

  Lu Jiang was sheltered by his mother and practiced martial arts diligently.

  Lu Qiong doesn't need to say more. Among the young masters and young ladies in the mansion, there is no one with a higher status than him, and no one who is more favored by Mrs. Ning.

  Looking at the land scene in front of me…

   "This Lu Jing was originally unloved in the mansion, but now he has become a son-in-law, making the Lu family a laughing stock... But his appearance is like a mother, and he can be called a jade tree, but what use is this...?"

  Xi Qiu couldn't help turning his head to look at his own Master Qiong.

   "In terms of appearance, Master Qiong is not weaker than him, and he also writes good poetry. When it comes to status, it is not the same."

   This maid muttered to herself in her heart.

   She only dared to say these words to herself in her heart, and she never dared to say it explicitly.

   In any case, even though this Lu Jing was already a son-in-law and his status in the mansion was not high, before the old lady Ning and Madam Zhong spoke, the surname of this young man was Lu.

  Since his surname is Lu, he is the master of the mansion. Some people acquiesce in how people do some deductive deeds behind the scenes. If they are rude in person, they will naturally be held accountable.

   This is not for Lu Jing, but for the authority of the surname Lu.

   Just as Xi Qiu was speculating in his heart, Xue Liu, who was not far away, sympathized with Qing Yue behind Lu Jing.

   In this Qingliu Pavilion, including Qingyue, there are a total of seven maids.

   In addition to Xue Liu and Xi Qiu, as well as the girls of Ning Qiang and Lin Rendong, there are also two escorts who are waiting by the side, serving tea and water, and preparing snacks.

   This is the luxury of Lu Mansion on Changning Street, Shili.

   Several masters were drinking tea, and there were seven attendants and one servant. If the Qingliu Pavilion was not big enough, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to accommodate many people here.

   But among the seven maids, Qingyue's appearance was the most shabby.

   The clothes on his body are old, and even faded in many places, and the accessories on his body are lackluster, except for the wooden hairpin on his head, there is nothing worth noting.

   "This one called Qingyue is really unlucky. She was born so beautiful and has such a master. I'm afraid that on weekdays, she can't even eat decent desserts."

  Xue Liu thought of this and thought of another girl with whom she had an excellent relationship.

   "Fortunately, eight or nine years ago, Sister Xixiang entrusted Guan Liu to intercede, otherwise the person who is following Lu Jing now would be Sister Xixiang, how could it be better to follow Master Lu Feng."

   "At the very least, my master will not be forced to be a book boy, nor will he suffer this humiliation."

  The two maids had a lot of thoughts.

Ning Qiang on the side also frowned slightly, she thought for a while, then stood up and said to Lu Jing: "Cousin, please take your seat first, I'm a little tired today, and I don't want to write poems or lyrics anymore. of."

  Lu Qiong was stunned for a moment, but seeing the tiredness in Ning Qiang's eyes, she was also guilty of amorousness, and quickly said: "Cousin is tired? Then I will ask the pantry to cook some soup for you to relieve fatigue?"

  Ning Qiang said: "Thank you cousin, it doesn't have to be like this, I'll just rest for a while."

   Lu Jing, who has never spoken, also showed a bit of concern on his clear face, and said, "Cousin, since you are tired, why don't you go back to rest?"

   This concern is not a pretense.

   It's just that in this Lu Mansion, there has never been anyone who cared about Lu Jing.

  —except for Ning Qiang, who came to Lu Mansion last year because of the disaster at home.

   Maybe it was Ning Qiang's miserable life background, which resonated a little with Lu Jing, who also lived in grievances and sorrows.

   On weekdays, Ning Qiang often sent servants to deliver some meat to Lu Jing, subsidizing Lu Jing, so that Lu Jing and Qing Yue would not have too much trouble.

  A gentleman repays virtue with virtue, and repays grievance with directness.

  Lu Jing inherited the memory of the original body, and he had a ruler in his heart to measure good and evil, so he was naturally grateful to Ning Qiang.

Lu Jing opened his mouth, and Ning Qiang, who had always looked sad, gave a rare smile, and urged Lu Jing: "Cousin, take a seat quickly, and let them pour you a cup of tea. It's autumn now, although it's not cold yet, But the autumn wind is penetrating, and drinking a cup of hot tea can also prevent the wind and cold."

   Lin Rendong next to Ning Qiang looked at Ning Qiang in surprise.

   She knows her friend, and since the disaster at home, she has been worrying all day long, and she has rarely seen a smile on her face.

   I didn't expect this Lu Jing in front of me to make Ning Qiang smile.

   Although this smile is still a bit far-fetched, it is not easy.

   When Lu Jiang saw this scene, his expression suddenly became much gloomier.

   "Lu Jing, if your cousin tells you to sit down, sit down. After the old lady comes back in a few days, if you want to sit on this chair, I'm afraid it's impossible."

   He suddenly made a sound, causing several masters present to look at Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing smiled casually, took his seat immediately, and said to Lu Jiang, "Cousin five is in a better mood? It's a pity that such a good horse suddenly went mad and died."

Lu Jiang's expression became more gloomy, he gave Lu Jing a cold look, and drank the tea in the purple sand teacup in front of him: "Lu Jing, you secretly practice martial arts, you know that the punishment in the clan is heavy, but it can kill people. ."

  Lu Jing raised his brows slightly: "Five cousins, have you forgotten that I'm about to get married soon. Presumably old lady Ning and her mother will not hand over the Nanguo Gongfu to a disabled person."

   Everyone present was stunned.

  Lu Qiong, Ning Qiang, and Lin Rendong didn't know what Lu Jiang and Lu Jing were talking about.

  But he could clearly sense the tension between the two of them.

   What they didn't expect was that at this time, Lu Jing was able to speak frankly about his coming to the Nanguo Gongfu as his son-in-law, without shyness, and quite frankly.

  Lu Jiang was stunned and then a smile formed on the corner of his mouth: "Lu Jing, being a son-in-law...is it something to be proud of?"

Lu Jing smiled and said: "In adversity, all over my body is acupuncture and medicine, and I don't realize it! Since the matter is a foregone conclusion, what's the use of complaining and giving up all day long? Fifth cousin, am I right?"

   Qingliu Pavilion suddenly became quiet.

   The gloomy expression on Lu Jiang's face disappeared, instead, he stared at Lu Jing with a little more solemnity.

  Xi Qiu and Xueliu didn't know the deep meaning of Lu Jing's words, but they thought that Lu Jing was daring and dared to confront Young Master Jiang.

  Lin Rendong felt more and more that this arrogant young man was a bit extraordinary...

   The one who touched the most was Ning Qiang.

   "In the face of adversity, the whole body is filled with needles and medicine stones, and the festival is carried out without realizing it."

   "Under adversity, it is like a serious illness. Acupuncture and medicine can be applied all over the body. You can unknowingly hone your will and cultivate a noble parallel..."

   "Cousin originally looked at his difficult fate like this..."

  Ning Qiang thought deeply, probably thinking of herself.

"What are you talking about?" Finally, Lu Qiong became a little impatient and said, "I won't talk about anything else in this Qingliu Pavilion today, Lu Jing, I know you are excellent in your studies, but I always bother with these trivial things. Reason, you don't have to mention it again.

   By the way, you have been studying the Four Books and Five Classics **** weekdays, and you should have also read "Ask Poems". Why not write a poem and let us reward it. "

  Lu Jing didn't hesitate, shook his head and refused: "Brother, I can read well on weekdays, but I don't have much talent or accomplishment in poetry."

  Lu Jiang suddenly smiled: "Lu Jing, then you made a wrong choice. You are in a low-ranking position, so what's the use of reading the other four books and five classics? If you can't take the imperial examinations or enter the official career, why bother doing useless work.

   It is better to study poetry, and in the future, you can be more elegant, participate in several poetry clubs, and you can also call yourself a scholar outside. "

   When he said this, he seemed to suddenly realize again.

   "I think this is the reason why you practice martial arts. You are already at the end of the road, so you want to break the situation with martial arts?"

  Lu Jiang's tall body sat on the stone bench, his eyes were sharp, and he said in a low voice: "It's just a pity, if I remember correctly, you are already sixteen or seventeen years old.

  Sixteen or seventeen years old want to cast bones, easier said than done? "

   (end of this chapter)