If You Can't Be A Son-In-Law, You Have To Become A Saint

Chapter 20 Nanheyu should have the soul to shine on the stars, Chunyang to cross the thunder disaster

Today's day is not as good as it was a few days ago.

It was noon, but the sky was covered with dark clouds, looking gloomy, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

Autumn rains are different from spring rains. After the autumn rains, the weather turns cold and people's lives become more difficult.

Although Lu Jing is not a commoner, she doesn't like the cold winter either.

But now in this bleak autumn day, a leaf blows from a distance and falls into the hands of Nan Xuehu who spread his palms.

"Do you know how my Nan family was named Duke?"

Nan Xuehu asked softly, and seeing that Lu Jing didn't answer, he said to himself: "Da Fu Ding Ding Si Jia Zi, before the founding of Da Fu, there were stars falling in the sky, and there were demons whispering in the rivers and seas. was never born.

It was the first generation of the Duke of Nanfu who held a grass-cutting knife and laid down this prosperous age with the founding emperor Dafu. "

Nan Xuehu's tone was filled with emotion.

Now, more than two hundred years have passed, and the famous Grass-cutting Knife in the past is still stored in the ancestral hall, and no one can handle it, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

"You and my younger sister's marriage has been decided, but I know that she can't control the Nanfu, can't hold the grass-cutting knife, and the turmoil in Taixuanjing, you can't assist her either."

After Nan Xuehu finished speaking, he took another sip from the teacup on the table.

The bitter taste blooming in his mouth made him frown again.

"So, you guys want to kill me?"

Lu Jing turned her head to the side, her eyes were quite serious.

Nan Xuehu nodded without hesitation: "You are the tool that the old Duke found from Taixuanjing to lock Nan Heyu.

If you are dead, the old Duke probably won't be able to find another handy tool in a short time. "

Lu Jing suddenly realized: "So, the so-called wanting Nan Heyu to get married to celebrate the serious illness of the old father-in-law is just an excuse."

"Nanfu wants to find a young man in Taixuanjing who is worthy of the name of Nanfu's son-in-law, and I am this young man?"

Nan Xuehu laughed loudly, and said: "Confucian scholars all over the world are ashamed of marrying into a family, and noble families all over the world think that their heirs will bring shame to the family.

It is actually not easy for the Nanguo government to find you, an unfavorable concubine with a decent background and a declining family. "

"To put it another way, Lu Jing, in fact, you are a great hero of the Lu family. It is because of you that Shen Xiaobo was able to return from a distant mountain road. It's just a pity... No one in this mansion seems to think so. .”

Just like what Nan Xuehu said, the fact is exactly the same.

From this incident to the present, no one has ever asked Lu Jing for his opinion, and he was even ridiculed many times. The boys and girls in the clan regarded him as a shame.

The stewards and servants in the mansion also felt that Lu Jing was no longer the young master of the Lu mansion.

Even though he was called a young master on weekdays, the disgust in his brows was actually obvious.

"Master Xuehu came here just to tell me these things?"

A gust of wind blew by, and the green clothes fluttered on Lu Jing's body.

Click...

In the sky that was originally covered with dark clouds, a thunderbolt fell, which was about to bring downpours of rain.

A stream of red mist suddenly appeared around Nan Xuehu. The red mist was transparent and turned into a barrier, covering Nan Xuehu's body.

Lu Jing understood instantly.

"This Southern Snow Tiger, I'm afraid it has become a snow mountain. It can store Qi and blood in the snow mountain, and the blood will rise like a barrier."

There was another thunder in the sky.

Qing Yue hurried out of the house, stood behind Lu Jing, and held an umbrella for Lu Jing.

Nan Xuehu smiled slightly, and asked, "How old is Mr. Lu Jing?"

Lu Jing frowned.

He suddenly understood why Nan Xuehu asked such a question.

"This Southern Snow Tiger looks about the same age as me, but he has already cultivated to the furnace or even the snow mountain realm.

There is about to be a rainstorm in the sky, he sits in the rainstorm, the rainstorm is not close to him, but I can only hold an umbrella.

He wants to use this to take the initiative, and wants to overwhelm me with his age, cultivation, and status! "

Thoughts turned in Lu Jing's mind, she suddenly stood up and walked towards the back room.

"Young Master Xuehu, the sky is about to rain heavily. If you have anything to do, you can enter my room. If you have nothing to do, you can leave on your own."

Qingyue followed Lu Jing step by step and entered the house.

Nan Xuehu was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise on his face.

He thought for a moment, stood up, and walked into the house.

Crackling...

The torrential rain came, bringing howling winds.

This time, Nan Xuehu might not want to confront Lu Jing again.

"Lu Jing, the Nanguo government has a high status, and my younger sister is also an unborn swordsman. She has already cultivated to become true in a short age. She can control three hundred swords and fly through the clouds with the help of the wind.

He Yu's future shouldn't be confined to that cloud-shrouded duke's mansion, nor should he marry and live with you, but should have his primordial spirit shine on the stars, and his pure yang should overcome the thunder disaster! "

Nan Xuehu didn't take his seat, but stood at the entrance of the house, staring at Lu Jing who was sitting on the seat.

Lu Jing's face was expressionless, while Qingyue's teeth were biting her lower lip.

"Nan... The government of Nanguo postponed it several times, but they just wanted to withdraw the engagement. Since they want to cancel the engagement, then they should just cancel the engagement. Why should you be so aggressive?"

Finally, Qingyue seemed to have mustered up the courage to speak to Nan Xuehu.

Nan Xuehu glanced at Qing Yue in surprise.

Lu Jing also had a soft smile on his face, and said to Qingyue: "Qingyue, don't worry, go to the back room to rest first."

Qingyue stomped her feet, and seeing the serious look on Lu Jing's face, she felt apologetic: "Master, it's Qingyue who broke the rules."

While she was talking, she walked towards the back room.

"You...are you making a mistake?"

When Lu Jing saw Qingyue's eyes, it was obviously distressed, and a trace of anger suddenly arose in his heart.

"I am the son-in-law in this marriage contract, and I am not eligible to withdraw the engagement. You came here today to tell me these things...

Let me think about it, probably because I encountered resistance from the Nanguo government and wanted to use me as a breakthrough to call off the marriage. "

"Let me guess, Mr. Xuehu said just now that my life is not important, and it's okay to kill me, but now he follows me into the house and tells me these things again, probably because even if my life is not important, you If you kill me, Duke Nan will be furious, so the horse just now didn't want to end my life, but wanted to teach me some... lessons."

Lu Jing sat casually on the wooden chair, her eyes getting colder and colder.

He asked questions one after another, but Nan Xuehu remained expressionless, staring at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing continued, "Based on this guess, you probably want me to do some scandalous things, and want Old Nan Heyu to personally order Nan Heyu to write a divorce letter?"

Finally, Nan Xuehu was no longer silent, and said: "You are still free now, you can go to the land of smoke and willows, to the picturesque boat, to the brothel a few more times.

For an ordinary son-in-law, if he does such a thing, he will naturally die.

But you have never been in the family, and you are the young master of the Lu family in Jiuhu, so there is no problem.

Thus……"

Nan Xuehu's tone was straightforward, as if telling Lu Jing what to do.

Lu Jing took a deep breath, and was about to speak, when a blazing golden light shone again in his mind, as if a splendid palace slowly emerged!

(end of this chapter)