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

  Chapter 39: Noble Prince Nanhai Fisherman and Jiaolong

   "Ten years of life and death are boundless, I don't think about it, and I will never forget it. There is nowhere to say something desolate. Even if I meet each other, I don't know, my face is full of dust, and my temples are like frost.

  When the night comes, You Meng suddenly returns to the hometown, Xiaoxuan window, is dressing. Looking at each other silently, only a thousand lines of tears. Expected to be broken every year, the moonlit night, the short Songgang. "

   The mid-autumn moon is full, and a round of autumn moon sheds golden waves, just like the bronze mirror that has just been polished, flying up to the sky again.

   The condensed moonlight fell down like cold dew, and it was the autumn blue sky immersed in a coldness.

   But Lu Jing's courtyard was not cold.

  Lu Jing and Qing Yue were sitting at the stone table, looking up at the moon.

   Qingyue leaned her head and looked at the full moon in the sky.

  There is not a single cloud in the sky, nor a wisp of wind. It is a good time to admire the moon.

   Ke Qingyue's attention seems to be not only on the moon.

   She recited the Jiang Chengzi that Lu Jing copied to Lu Chongshan, her eyes blurred, as if she was still immersed in the words.

  Compared with Qingyue, Lu Jing looked more tacky: "It's a pity that you forgot to bring back that table of delicacies."

Qingyue's thoughts were interrupted, and she said helplessly: "Master, how can I pack dishes in front of so many people? Moreover, after the banquet, Young Master is always eating, and those dishes have already been tasted. There is no need to regret anything.”

  Lu Jing shook his head with a smile: "I have already tasted it, and it's not a pity for myself. I wanted to pack it back and let you have a good taste, but I didn't expect it to happen."

Qingyue sighed and said, "Young master, the old lady invites the host today, and our maids are waiting by the side. How can you remember the dishes at the banquet? Not only me, but also other girls can't eat those foods. ."

  Lu Jing said calmly: "Our courtyard is different from those of the young masters and young ladies. The other maidservants who are close to each other are not short of delicious food on weekdays, but it is you who have to eat a lot of grievances with me."

   Qingyue smiled softly: "Following those young masters naturally has many benefits, but I have also heard that many young masters are moody, and girls are often criticized on weekdays.

   On the contrary, when I was in the courtyard, the young master was like my family, and he was never wronged.

   Compared with this, what is worth it if you can’t eat delicious food? "

  Lu Jing smiled and said casually: "Don't worry, in a short while, you can live the life that those girls can live, Qingyue, maybe...you can live better."

Qingyue didn't know what Lu Jing was talking about, she just nodded ignorantly, and suddenly became interested, and asked Lu Jing: "Master, the poem you wrote during the day today is really good, I have read many poems, but I haven't read it yet. It's been so good."

  Lu Jing corrected: "It wasn't written by me, it was written by a great poet named Su Shi."

  Qingyue blinked: "Su Shi? To be able to write such good words, he must be a famous poet in the Qing Dynasty, but I have never heard of his poems, which is very strange."

"Master, why do you want to send this poem to Master Chongshan? You said before that Master Chongshan can help us, but he is the master of the Second House, he looks lethargic and doesn't seem to be interested in anything, so how can he help us? us?"

  Qingyue was puzzled and didn't understand why Lu Jing weighed Master Shan to return to the mansion. It was a good thing for them.

   The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival is particularly round.

  Lu Jing also looked up at the sky and suddenly said to Qingyue, "I'll tell you a story that I overheard a few ladies in the mansion tell you."

  Qingyue nodded hurriedly, and smiled with her eyebrows bent.

   "A long time ago, a young master from Jingzhong encountered setbacks, so he took a boat and went south to Nankaido.

   This young master in Beijing has a good reputation, and his writing skills are extraordinary. He also loves calligraphy and poetry.

   When he went to Nankaido, he just wanted to relax and take a look at the wonders of the South China Sea, but he did not expect that he met a daughter who was fishing on a fishing island in the South China Sea. "

  Lu Jing's voice was soft and eloquent.

   Qingyue heard this story is about the love between men and women, the girl's heart is sprouting, and she is more interested.

   "Afterwards, Mr. Jingzhong walked by the seaside every day and talked to his daughter.

  The daughter was rough and bold, her words and eyes were mostly scenes that the young master had never seen in Taixuanjing.

   So, the son and the daughter knew each other and fell in love. "

  Lu Jing was telling a story, while Qing Yue was staring at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing was even a year younger than Qingyue, but for some reason, Qingyue suddenly felt that when Lu Jing spoke tonight, she was very calm and steady. Coupled with the face of Mother Xiao, Qingyue felt a little...hearted. chaos.

   But she was still interested in Lu Jing's story, with longing in her tone: "This son is a man of temperament, otherwise, how could the noble son of Taixuan be in love with an ordinary fisherwoman?"

  Lu Jing nodded: "I also feel this way, this son is different from many nobles, and he only has interests and entanglements in his eyes, and only the desire for wealth and power."

   "Master, what happened later? What happened later?"

   "Later? Later, they got married on the South China Sea. The sunset and sea birds by the sea witnessed them. It is said that the moon by the sea is especially full. Maybe the moon that night was also blessing them."

   "Because of this blessing, they gave birth to another daughter..."

  Qing Yue didn't know what to think, her eyes lit up and she couldn't stop smiling.

   But suddenly, Lu Jing's words changed abruptly, and said, "But suddenly one day, over a hut on the South China Sea, there was a dragon circling, thunder roared, and clouds and mists filled the sky."

   Qingyue's face changed slightly: "Jiaolong?"

   "It's probably Jiaolong, I can't remember." Lu Jing said thoughtfully: "Afterwards, the noble son returned to Beijing alone, like a corpse, and there was no more anger in his eyes.

   The prosperity in Taixuan Beijing, his favorite Hualou painting boat, and even his wife, concubines, and children seem to be unable to bring him back to life. "

   Qingyue didn't know what to do for a while, and her eyes also became lonely.

   "What happened that night?" she asked.

   "Those ladies said... that Jiaolong came from Luolong City in the South China Sea. In Luolong City, there was an old dragon that fell from the sky. The old dragon had countless children, but he was naturally promiscuous.

   That fisher girl was actually the dragon. That night, the old dragon came and took away the dragon and fisher girl, as well as the noble son's young daughter. "

   Qingyue was even more disappointed, she sighed sullenly: "If that's the case, is that old dragon really hateful?"

   When she said this, she glanced at Lu Jing secretly again, and said softly: "Leaving the person you love, the fisher girl and the noble son are probably in extreme pain, right?"

  Qingyue seemed to be asking herself, but then she exclaimed again: "Young master, the noble son you are talking about, wouldn't it be Master Chongshan? This...this is too..."

   "This is too mysterious, isn't it?"

  Lu Jing smiled. He had heard the news of Lu Chongshan returning to the mansion, and the memory of Lu Chongshan had awakened in his mind...

  The original body also regarded this story as a legend, but now Lu Jing has actually seen Jiaolong.

   Even in the delusional illusion of the Lushan Temple, I still understand that there are dragons in this world!

   "Even if there were no dragons, Lu Chongshan returned from Nankai Dao ten years ago. He seemed to be greatly affected. He vomited blood all day long, and the medicines and stones were useless. Only then was the old lady sent to Jokhang Temple, wanting to use Buddhism to resolve his depression."

   "But he hasn't come back for ten years, and he is still depressed all day long in the Jokhang Temple. It seems that the worries in his heart have not been resolved, and that's the case..."

  Lu Jing's thoughts were complicated.

  Qingyue finally reacted: "So, the young master wrote that poem and gave it to Master Chongshan, so that he can use poetry to relieve his worries and vent his worries?"

  Lu Jing smiled and praised: "Qing Yue, sometimes you are very smart."

  Qing Yue wrinkled her nose: "Young master, you are saying that I am not smart in daily life."

  Lu Jing laughed: "It's just a word, if it's useless, forget it, if it's useful... Lu Chongshan will definitely come to us."

   "Shh... Young Master, you can't directly call your elders by name in the mansion. If someone hears it, there will be a lot of trouble."

   "Got it." Lu Jing agreed with a smile.

  Qingyue remembered something, and then said: "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. They must still be in Guangu Songyuan, eating a lot of delicious food, and writing a few Mid-Autumn Festival poems. It's fun and happy."

   "However, without you, the eldest master has never returned to the mansion, and the Lu mansion is not full of blood, so it is not a reunion."

  Lu Jing shook his head: "The aristocratic family has a weak human relationship."

   "Whoever is missing... is considered a reunion."

  —

   In the night, the light is still falling, and the ground is still white, like a veil.

  Lu Jing visualized the Great Sage Yantian, the King of Daming, in his room.

   After a round of visualization, Lu Jingyuan suddenly moved slightly.

   Lu Jing's thoughts moved slightly, and he got out of bed and walked out of the room.

  The bright and bright moon in the sky is embedded in the sky. The moonlight reflects the surrounding sky into a silver scene. It is not as rich and colorful as the morning glow, but rather elegant.

  Lu Jing looked up at the sky and suddenly felt... He should be closer to the moon.

  So...Lu Jingyuan's spirit came out of his body...

   Float away!

   (end of this chapter)