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

Chapter 94 Drunken and confused, drawing a dragon's head in high spirits? [add more]

When the servant girl took away the picture of the cloud and mist dragon's head.

The eyes of many people in Shihua Pavilion still fell on the young man.

The clothes of the young man in front of him were not luxurious, he was drunk, his eyes were blurred, and the redness on his cheeks made this young man look more handsome.

Even many flower girls peeked at him.

The reason is naturally not only Lu Jing's handsome face.

In this Garden of Flowers, talent is far more important than appearance.

But if someone has both talent and appearance, he will naturally be looked at more often.

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

They are still waiting for comments from the extremely famous flower planting oiran in Shihuage and even the entire Taixuan capital.

The picture of the dragon's head in the cloud was an eye-opener for them.

If we 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 carries a sense of mystery.

Among the scholars in front of them, there were also one or two Yuanshen monks. They thought that the young man was painting with supernatural powers, but they couldn't detect any changes in Yuanshen, which made them quite puzzled.

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

She stared at the high platform below without moving, with trance and anticipation in her brows.

Dazed... She still has some doubts up to now, and she doesn't want to believe that she has met such an expensive young man within a few days since she came to this Flower Pavilion.

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

She also saw that painting, so she naturally understood how rare this painting that can arouse the vision in her heart is.

"Your young master's painting will definitely be exchanged for a peony."

Miss Jingshi didn't realize until now that she still didn't know the name of the young nobleman below.

I felt a little guilty in my heart.

Some time passed.

The servant girl finally came, and she stepped onto the high platform with the eyes of many people, and whispered a few words to the woman in the light veil.

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

When she came not far from Lu Jing, she even saluted Lu Jing.

"My lord, that painting of the cloud and mist dragon can arouse the vision in my heart, and it can prove my lord's extraordinaryness. My lady said that such a painting..."

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

Jingshi and Yanrou upstairs all looked nervous, staring at the woman.

Only Lu Jing seemed to be drunk, sitting on the chair at 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.

The woman's voice has already come.

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

As soon as the words were spoken, the originally noisy lobby of Shihua Pavilion seemed to have quieted down.

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

"My lord, today's painting is rare, and it is also famous for the Shihua Pavilion. There is no need to mention the cost of this night...and the lotus in the river, can I let you keep this painting in the Shihua Pavilion?"

"There are dragons in the clouds. Although they cannot be hung in the courtyard, my lady wants to keep them. The river lotus was cultivated by my lady hard. It is also useful for calming the mind..."

The woman hadn't finished speaking.

But Lu Jing got up slowly, he yawned, and looked towards Jingshi upstairs with hazy eyes: "Miss Jingshi wants peony, right?"

The girl Jingshi who had been staring at Lu Jing all the time froze in place when Lu Jing asked her that.

It wasn't until Yan Rou who was beside her gently tugged at her sleeves that Miss Jing Shi came to her senses and hurriedly said: "Master, He Zhong Lian is much more precious than peonies."

"Oh." Lu Jing said casually, "Since that's the case, I will leave this lotus in the river to you."

Miss Jingshi stood there dumbfounded, and forgot to return the gift for a while.

Until Qingsha girl coughed lightly, Jingshi girl's mind suddenly became clear, and she hurriedly bowed down, "Jingshi... Thank you, young master."

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

Yan Ju said: "He fell asleep, maybe he drank too much wine."

"Then... I will trouble you to provide a carriage."

At this time, Lu Jing's footsteps were a little shallow, Jing Shi hurried downstairs to support Lu Jing, and Yu Gong was carrying Chen Xuanwu on his back.

Jing Shi and Yan Rou sent each other to the door.

Jing Shi saluted Lu Jing respectfully, and said: "Jing Shi thanked you for your kindness, how can I have the good fortune to accept such a rare thing as the lotus in the river? You left your name and residence, and I will send someone to bring it tomorrow."

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

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

Miss Jingshi could only ask Yugong who was driving the car, and wanted to send a maid from the building to wait on her, but Lu Jing annoyed and refused.

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

Until now, she is still in a dream, not knowing what kind of luck she encountered today, to meet such a young noble son.

After today, a lotus in the river will definitely make her famous, and when her fame rises, more people will come here attracted by her name.

If one can be promoted from a flower girl to a flower face, or even a flower girl, one or two maids can be brought in and out in the future, and there will be a separate attic in the capital, so there is no need to suffer a lot of embarrassment...

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

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The carriage drove out of Liuhua Street.

Lu Jing, who was originally drunk and slumped on the soft couch, suddenly straightened up.

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

He looked down at Chen Xuanwu, only to find that the young man in front of him was really drunk.

"Fortunately, before drinking, I asked brother Xuanwu about his residence in detail."

Lu Jing shook her head slowly, her eyes thoughtful.

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

"These many days of planning and this brothel becoming famous, sending He Zhonglian off drunk...

In addition, when I told Miss Jingshi about my name, surname, and where I lived, the fishmen next to me also listened. In five or six days, the son-in-law of Nanfu went to the brothel at night and got a lotus in the river. Give a flower girl such an unspeakable affair... and it will spread like wildfire. "

Lu Jing sat upright on the carriage with deep and calm eyes.

It was as if the young man who was drunk and dazzled and painted the dragon's head in high spirits just now was not him.

In fact, all these plans are to cooperate with his previous plans.

Not only did he want to leave the mansion, but he also wanted to annul the engagement!

If it was the past, Lu Jing would never dare to make a name for herself in Shihua Pavilion.

Otherwise, once Nanfu divorces, he will become the Lu family again, and without the support of the Nanguo government, Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong will blame her, and Lu Jing will most likely be regarded as a target to shirk responsibility and be beaten to death. .

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

When that plan came to fruition, he still needed to smear the innocence of his son-in-law, so as to improve his chances of winning.

What's more... Now that Lu Jing is dirty as a son-in-law's innocence, when Nanfu writes him a letter of divorce, even if he can't get rid of his cheap status immediately, this behavior in Shihua Pavilion will make him famous .

Scholars in the world naturally put reason and classics first, but who doesn't love piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

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

Not to mention other things, Lu Jing also knows a lot about the Yuanshen monks who achieved Taoism through piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

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

"But when I think about it carefully, I used the mirror to pick up the girl tonight, but she also became famous because of it, and she gained a lot, so she didn't suffer."

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

The curtain of the carriage was blown out of a gap by the breeze from time to time, it was already late at night, and in two more hours, the sky would probably 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 she also understands that there is only one Taixuanjing in the world!

Even if it is the Northern Qin King's Capital, its level of prosperity cannot be compared with Taixuanjing at all.

"Since I have come to this world once, I naturally want to live in a prosperous place and do prosperous things. Neither the Lu Mansion nor the Nan Manor can keep me. Only the elegance and beauty in the middle of the capital is my home."

Lu Jing's thoughts were racing, the carriage hurried all the way and entered a street.

This is Dongwang Street, which seems 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 known as Fusang Temple, and it enshrines Fusang Emperor and Donghua Emperor.

Most people in the world know his other god name, which is East Prince.

When Lu Jing arrived in front of Donghua Temple, the Yugong outside the curtain asked, "Young 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. Even in autumn, the leaves were still green and never withered. There were even many fireflies flying on those trees. beautiful.

But there is really no residence here.

Lu Jing is not stupid, he thought of the Taihao Temple mentioned by Chen Xuanwu in his mind, and 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.

"You don't have to support him, I'll just carry him back."

Lu Jing's body froze, and she turned her head slowly, only to find that on the soft couch next to her, an old man with a messy beard and long hair was sitting at some point in Taoist robes.

The old man looked down at Chen Xuanwu, and sighed: "A person who can go to heaven, after drinking a few drinks, he became like this, 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, frowning.

"Youxiu Yuanshen...has visualized Emperor Donghua?"

ps: There are a lot of explanations written in this chapter. In fact, I didn’t intend to write so many explanations, because the author thought that I mentioned that I went to the brothel this time for a purpose. After adding the previous plot, everyone can guess What is the protagonist going to do? I didn’t expect that the first two chapters were published, and there were many readers who directly complained. It’s probably because I didn’t write clearly.

So I can only explain more, pretending to be a b is indeed pretending, it is not because I saw a pen installed by a brothel woman who can't walk, nor is it a purely for the routine to pretend to be a b, there is still a little reason.

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