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

   Chapter 94 Drunk and confused, drawing a dragon head in high spirits? 【Add more】

  When the maid took away the picture of the cloud and mist dragon head.

  The eyes of many people in the flower pavilion still fell on the young man.

   The clothes of this young man in front of him are not luxurious, he is drunk, his eyes are blurred, and the redness on his cheeks also makes this young man look a little more handsome.

   Even many flower girls peeked at him.

   The reason is not only Lu Jingjunyi's face.

   In this flower pavilion, talent is far more important than appearance.

   But if someone has both talent and appearance, they will naturally be looked at a few more times.

   Time passed, but none of the gentlemen and scholars in front of the stone table left.

   They are still waiting for the comments of the very famous oiran from the flower pavilion and even the entire Taixuan Kyoto.

   That picture of a cloud and mist dragon head opened their eyes.

   If you only talk about brush and ink skills, this picture is nothing.

   It's strange that this seemingly ordinary painting was drawn by this young man, but it naturally has a mysterious and mysterious look.

   Among the scholars in front of him, there were also one or two Primordial Spirit cultivators. They thought that the young man was painting with supernatural powers, but they could not detect any change of Primordial Spirit, which made them quite puzzled.

   At this moment, perhaps the most nervous is the mirror pick upstairs.

   She stared at the high platform below, motionless, with trance and anticipation in her eyebrows.

   In a trance... She still has some doubts to this day, and she doesn't want to believe that she has met such a noble boy within a few days of coming to the Shihua Pavilion.

   As for expectations, there is no need to say much.

   She also saw that painting, and naturally understood how rare this painting was that could evoke a vision in her heart.

   "Your son's painting can definitely be exchanged for a peony."

   Miss Jingshi didn't remember until now that she didn't know the name of the young noble boy below.

   I felt a little remorse in my heart.

   It took a while.

  The maid finally came, tainted the eyes of many people, walked up to the high platform, and whispered a few times to the woman with the veil.

   The woman's expression changed slightly, she turned her head solemnly, and walked down the jade steps.

   She came not far from Lu Jing, and even saluted Lu Jing.

   "Young Master, that painting of a cloud and mist dragon head can arouse a vision in your heart, and it can prove your extraordinaryness. My lady said, such a painting..."

   When the woman spoke, many people listened attentively, all with curiosity in their eyes.

   Jingshi and Yanrou upstairs looked nervous and stared at the woman.

   Only Lu Jing seemed to be drunk, sitting on the chair on the edge of the high platform, looking up at the carved ceiling in the flower pavilion.

   At this time, he seemed to have forgotten why he came here.

   That woman's voice had already come.

   "Such a painting is worth a lotus in the river!"

As soon as the words    came out, the originally noisy Shihuage lobby seemed to be quiet.

   Many people looked at the woman as if they forgot to discuss.

   "Master, today's painting is rare, and it is also famous for the Dihua Pavilion. I don't need to mention the cost of this night... In addition to that lotus in the river, can I let the master keep this painting in the Dihua Pavilion?"

   "There is a dragon in the cloud, although it cannot be hung in the courtyard, my lady wants to collect it. That lotus in the river was cultivated by my lady, and it has some effect on calming the mind..."

   The woman hasn't finished speaking yet.

  Lu Jing got up slowly, he yawned, his eyes dimmed towards Jing Shi upstairs and said, "What Miss Jing Shi wants is peony?"

   Ms. Jingshi, who had been staring at Lu Jing all the time, was suddenly frozen in place by Lu Jing's question.

   It wasn't until Yan Rou, who was beside her, gently pulled her sleeve, that Miss Jing Shi responded and said hurriedly, "Sir, the lotus in the river is much more precious than the peony."

   "Oh." Lu Jing said casually: "In that case, this lotus in the river will be left to you."

   Miss Jingshi stayed where she was, and for a moment she forgot to return her salute and thank her.

   Until the Qingsha woman coughed lightly, some Qingming suddenly came to her mind, and she quickly bowed down, "Jingshi...Thank you, Young Master."

  Lu Jing yawned again: "My friend..."

  Yan Judo: "He fell asleep, maybe he drank too much."

   "Then... I have to trouble you with a carriage."

   At this time, Lu Jing's footsteps were a little vain, Jing Shi hurriedly went downstairs to help Lu Jing, and his own Yu Gong carried Chen Xuanwu behind his back.

   Jing Shi and Yan Rou went all the way to the door.

   Jing Shi respectfully saluted Lu Jing, and said, "Jing Shi thanked the young master for his promotion. How can I be blessed with such a strange thing as the lotus in the river? The young master left the famous mansion, and I will send someone to deliver it tomorrow."

  Lu Jing seemed to be really drunk and waved his hand: "It's just a lotus flower, so why send it? As for my name...my name is Lu Jing, I live...in Changning Street."

   He and Chen Xuanwu got into the carriage, and Miss Jingshi wanted to see them off, but Lu Jing waved his hand and refused.

  Miss Jingshi could only instruct Yu Gong who was driving the car, and wanted to send a maid from the building to wait on her side, but Lu Jing rejected it annoyed.

  Therefore, Miss Jingshi had to stand in front of Shihua Pavilion and watch the carriage leave.

   Until now, she was still in a dream, and she didn't know what luck she had hit today to meet such a young nobleman.

   After today, a lotus in the river will definitely be famous for her, and as she becomes famous, more people will come here.

   If you can change from the flower girl to the flower face, or even the flower bud, you can bring one or two maids when you go in and out, and there will be a separate attic in Beijing, so you don’t have to suffer a lot...

   Because of this, Miss Jingshi whispered softly, repeating Lu Jing's name.

  —

  The carriage drove out of Liuhua Street.

   Lu Jing, who was slumped on the soft couch, who was in a state of drunkenness, suddenly straightened up.

   The blush on his face disappeared in an instant, and the haze in his eyes also subsided.

   He looked down at Chen Xuanwu, but found that the young man in front of him was really drunk.

   "Fortunately, before drinking, I asked Brother Xuanwu for details of where he lives."

  Lu Jing shook his head slowly, thoughtful in his eyes.

  The reason why he went to this brothel today was because he didn't know the south, east, north and west after receiving the monthly salary, thinking about going to have fun.

   "This many days of planning is famous for this brothel, and drunk to send lotus in the river...

In addition, when I told Miss Jing Shi about my name and residence, the fish masters next to me also listened. In five or six days, the son-in-law of Nanfu went to the brothel at night, and he got a lotus in the river. Giving a flower girl such a romantic affair that is not on the table... will go away like wildfire. "

  Lu Jing sat on the carriage, his eyes deep and calm.

   As if the young man who was drunk and confused and drew a dragon head in high spirits was not him.

   In fact, these many plans are to cooperate with their previous plans.

   He not only wants to leave the house, but also break off the marriage!

  If it was in the past, Lu Jing would never dare to make Shihua Pavilion famous.

Otherwise, once Nanfu broke off the marriage, he would return to the Lu family, and there was no Nanguo Gongfu to rely on. Old Taijun Ning and Mrs. Zhong were to blame, and Lu Jing would probably be used by them as a target for refusing responsibility and beaten to death. .

   It's just that now Lu Jing has a lot of plans, and this matter has a lot to do.

   When that plan is implemented, he still needs to smear the innocence of his own son-in-law, so as to improve the odds of winning.

   Furthermore... Now Lu Jingwu is innocent as a son-in-law. When the Nanfu writes a letter of divorce for him, even if he can't get rid of his low status immediately, this action in the Dihua Pavilion will also raise his reputation.

  Scholarships in the world naturally put principles and classics first, but who doesn’t love piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

   With the name of some talents, it will be much easier to act in the future.

   Not to mention the others, even among the Primordial Spirit cultivators, Lu Jing also knew a lot about it.

   "This immortal Confucian life personality is really very useful. I don't know what miraculous effects it will have if it continues to improve."

   "But when I think about it carefully, I used Miss Jingshi tonight, but she also became famous because of it.

  Lu Jing sat on the carriage with these many thoughts in mind.

  The curtain of the carriage was blown by the breeze from time to time, and it was late at night, and two hours later, I was afraid it would be dawn.

   But at this time, many streets and alleys in Taixuanjing were still brightly lit.

  Lu Jing has read a lot of books these days, and he also understands that there is only one Taixuanjing in the world!

   Even the capital of the Northern Qin Dynasty cannot be compared to Taixuanjing.

   "Since I have come here for the first time in this world, I naturally have to live in a prosperous place and do prosperous things. Neither the Lufu nor the Nanfu can keep me, so only the elegance in Beijing is my place of return."

   Lu Jing's thoughts were flying, the carriage rushed all the way and entered an alley.

  This is Dongwang Street, which seems to be ordinary, but it is famous all over the world because of a Taoist temple here.

   This Taoist temple is called Donghua Temple, Dongwang Temple, also called Fusang Temple, and it is dedicated to Fusang Emperor and Donghua Emperor.

  The world knows more about his other divine name, the Duke of the East.

  Lu Jing arrived in front of Donghua Temple, and Yu Gong outside the curtain asked, "Master Lu, there is no residence in front of Donghua Temple..."

Lu Jing opened the curtain slightly and saw that there were many strange trees planted in front of Donghua Temple. It was autumn. The leaves were still green and never withered yellow. There were even many fireflies flying on those trees, which looked very strange. nice.

   But there really are no houses here.

  Lu Jing is not stupid. He remembered the Taihao Que mentioned by Chen Xuanwu in his mind, and he couldn't help guessing whether Chen Xuanwu lived in this Donghua Temple on weekdays.

   At this moment, a voice suddenly came from Lu Jing's ear.

   "Don't support him, I'll just carry him back."

   Lu Jing's body froze, and he turned his head slowly, only to find that on the soft couch beside him, at some point, an old man wearing a Taoist robe, with a messy beard and long hair was sitting.

  The old man looked down at Chen Xuanwu and sighed: "A person who can go to heaven, after drinking a few ounces of wine, became like this, he is worse than me."

  Lu Jing knew that this was the elder Chen Xuanwu often talked about.

   He was about to salute the old man.

  The old man suddenly turned his head to look at him and frowned.

   "Xu Xiu Yuanshen... visualized Emperor Donghua?"

ps: I wrote a lot of explanations in this chapter. In fact, I didn’t plan to write so many explanations, because the author thought that I mentioned many times in the previous article that this visit to the brothel was purposeful. After adding the previous plot, everyone can guess. What is the protagonist doing? I didn't expect that the first two chapters were published, and there were a lot of readers who directly sprayed it, probably because I didn't write it clearly.

   So I can only explain a little more, I did install b, not because I saw a pen in a brothel woman who couldn't walk, nor did she install b purely for the sake of routine, there is still a little reason.

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