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

Chapter 24 The August Thorny Rose Scolds Nobles

Lu Jing closed Dafu Fengwuzhi with heavy thoughts.

In his mind, a bright yellow light flowed away, and a lot of information poured in like a spring breeze.

The spring breeze suddenly rises and sneaks into Lu Jing's primordial spirit.

After being blown by this gust of spring wind, Lu Jing's vague soul became a bit clearer, and the light reflected from that soul became brighter.

"Yang Cheng's fate, [scholar]."

A look of joy appeared on Lu Jing's face, this fate was obtained when Nan Xuehu came that day.

In the past few days, he has been triggered every time he reads books.

"Every time I get something out of reading, this reading personality can make my primordial spirit more solid, which is equivalent to my visualization of the Great Ming King."

"Visualize the Great Ming King too often, the spirit will be exhausted, and the primordial spirit will be unable to support it, but I can't read."

Lu Jing closed her eyes, sensing her soul.

He only felt that the radiance of his primordial spirit had begun to change from weak to strong, and the texture of the primordial spirit was no longer so transparent.

"When the radiance turns brighter and the primordial spirit is close to the essence, you can step into the floating realm. The primordial spirit can take physical objects and affect other people's minds.

More importantly, Yuanshen can float in the air at night..."

Lu Jing was looking forward to it.

Practicing the gods is different from practicing martial arts. Practicing martial arts has immediate results. In the past few days, Lu Jing has practiced martial arts, and already feels that her physique has been greatly strengthened. The skin, muscle and fascia have become extremely tough, and the bones have also become extremely hard due to bone casting.

At this time, Lu Jing looked weak, but his breath was long, and his strength must not be underestimated.

As for refining the gods, the initial induction state and exit state are actually not lethal.

But in the floating realm, the primordial spirit becomes increasingly powerful.

After floating in the air, the sun shines and transforms into reality, and this power appears, which is completely different.

Lu Jing is really looking forward to the day when he can become real.

He had many thoughts and pondered for a while.

I settled down again and focused on reading.

Read the holy words of the Master, read the Da Fu Guofeng, and read Confucianism, Taoism and learning.

"Holy words can understand reason, national style can know the situation of the country, and admiration of learning can understand my aspirations. These classics are indispensable."

Lu Jing devoted herself to reading, and the time came to the evening in a blink of an eye.

The weather in Bailu, after noon, was actually a bit muggy.

Qingyue was wearing a cyan floral dress that dragged the floor, her temples were covered with wind and mist, and her fair face was also shining in the red glow of the evening.

It's just that this floral skirt has been around for many years, and the florals have faded a bit.

The hairpin in the hair is just an ordinary brown wooden hairpin without any pendants.

This floral dress was given by Mrs. Ning on her 80th birthday the year before last. The brown wooden hairpin was worn by Qingyue since she was twelve or thirteen years old. Some whitish.

This kind of attire does not look like the only maid of a young master of the big mansion.

Seeing Qingyue's appearance, Lu Jing was thoughtful.

Not long.

"Master, dinner is almost ready, wash up quickly."

Qingyue poked her head out from the side room and said, "It's too hot in the room today, why don't we eat in this courtyard?"

Lu Jing smiled and nodded.

The two sat around the stone table. There were only two bowls of rice, a plate of white radish, and a plate of cucumber on the stone table.

But Lu Jing and Qing Yue ate with gusto.

"Ah, young master, look, the thorn roses in this yard are blooming."

Lu Jing was eating when Qingyue suddenly called out loudly.

Lu Jing was a little puzzled, and turned her head to look, only to see that there was actually a thorn rose blooming in the small flowerbed in the courtyard.

The fiery red flowers are delicate and charming, full of flowers, with many leaves, and they look really beautiful.

"Will the thorn rose bloom in August?"

Lu Jing was a little surprised. The flowering period of the thorn rose is around March and April, and the flowering of the thorn rose in August is like snow in July. It is really surprising.

Just when Lu Jing was puzzled, there was suddenly the sound of horseshoes outside the door.

Da da da.

The sound of hoofbeats was slow and powerful, and it kept approaching.

"Young Master Jing."

A voice came from outside the door like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

"It's Miss Sheng Zi."

Qingyue immediately recognized the human voice, and there was a bit of surprise on her face.

She had a very good impression of Sheng Zi, not only because of the box of peach blossom cakes she even brought, but more because of Sheng Zi's attitude towards Lu Jing.

Qing Yue hurried out to open the door.

Lu Jing also stood up.

Qingyue opened the courtyard door, and there were still Lu Yi and Sheng Zi not far from the door.

But next to Sheng Zi, there was a plain white horse.

This fine horse was all white, but there were a few strands of red hair on its forehead. Lu Jing looked carefully, and could see that even the horseshoes of this horse were white, spotless, and quite handsome.

Heavy horse!

Whether it is a warrior or a Confucian scholar, no matter a commoner with a little wealth or a high-ranking official, they all take pride in owning a good horse.

Lu Jing looked at the horse, but only felt that the horse's eyes were piercing, full of vigilance, and its aura might be extremely strong.

"Also, now that I have cultivated the Sensing Primordial Spirit, and looking at the horse, this horse gives me the feeling that it is extremely tough and courageous and respectable.

Moreover, the body of Miss Sheng's horse is full of vitality and blood, as if the sun is shining brightly, it must be a good exotic horse. "

Lu Jing was quite envious.

He wanted a horse very much, and when his mother was still alive, he went to Mrs. Zhong's residence and begged her to ask for a horse for him.

It's just that when my mother came back that time, she had a smile on her face, but the smile was very far-fetched, as if she was smiling for Lu Jing at that time.

At that time, my mother was seriously ill, and since then, she has become a little more reticent.

Naturally, the horse didn't want to come.

Because of these many past events, Lu Jing never went to Lu's racecourse to watch horse races, nor told her mother that she loves horses.

"Master Jing, what do you think of my horse?"

With a smile on her face, Sheng Zi was still dressed in red, standing beside the white horse.

A white horse with a red dress is like a red lotus nestled against a Shiraishi, adding a lot of beauty.

Lu Jing also had a slight smile on his face: "This horse should be extremely precious, with strong hoofs and a smooth and strong body, but... it seems a bit unruly."

"How can a horse be a good horse if it is not unruly?"

Lu Yi curled her lips: "Lu Jing, you just talk nonsense."

"By the way, how did you make Jiang's big brother angry? I heard from the girl in his house that he came back a few days ago and smashed many things in the room, and he was still saying your name, so angry, vicious."

Lu Yi asked.

Lu Jing's expression remained the same, he never remained silent, and said: "As a child of a noble family, being disgraced by someone who is highly respected, my heart is agitated for a while, this... is actually a lack of understanding, which is detrimental to the heart and mind. Martial arts."

Sheng Zi pondered Lu Jing's words, but Lu Yi didn't understand Lu Jing's nonsensical answers.

she was about to ask.

Lu Jing said again slowly: "Young nobleman, he is used to yelling and cursing all day long, and he is used to doing whatever he wants, so how can he endure his incomprehensible thoughts?

That being the case, it is natural to find a scapegoat for someone to carry and break it, so as to understand the thoughts and relieve the anger in the heart. "

"This... is the privilege of meat eaters."

(end of this chapter)