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

Chapter 95 The weather of the sage, bloody feats

In front of Dongwang Temple, fireflies are still dancing on the tree.

Looking carefully, the rays of light they emit are like rounds of dim suns, blooming brightly in their respective trees and fields.

This kind of extremely beautiful scenery can only be found on Dongwang Street.

But at this moment, Lu Jing didn't have time to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

When the old Taoist priest in an old Taoist robe lowered his head and asked Lu Jing.

Lu Jing didn't know how to answer.

He naturally knew that what he was visualizing was not the Emperor Donghua, but he didn't know who the great sage Wang Yantian was, and he didn't know if he could say it calmly.

Lu Jing just hesitated a little.

The old man who stared at Lu Jing carefully shook his head again.

"This kind of Huaguang seems to be very similar to Donghua Emperor's Fusang Day at first glance, but there are differences if you pay close attention to it."

"My lord, don't feel old-fashioned and abrupt, it's just a momentary curiosity."

When the old man said this, his eyes fell on Chen Xuanwu again.

At this time, Chen Xuanwu was still sleeping soundly, but he didn't know what he dreamed of, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I don't know if the old man hadn't chatted with anyone for a long time, and he said in a bit of rambling: "This child has been well-behaved since he was a child, but he has been following us two old bastards for more than ten years, and his life is probably too monotonous.

We are very happy that he has a friend like you now. "

Lu Jing could see that the eyes of the old man looking at Chen Xuanwu were full of love.

So Lu Jing laughed and said: "Brother Xuan Wu is simple and honest, and he has a clear heart, and getting along with him makes me very comfortable."

The old man nodded, opened the curtain again, and looked into the distance.

As far as he could see, it was probably the Taixuan Palace, and he said in his mouth: "There is an invitation in the palace tomorrow, and I will leave Beijing from the palace in the next day. The next time you two meet, I am afraid that you will still need your son." Come to Taihao Que, if the two of us are still alive, we can take you to visit Taihao."

The old man just finished speaking.

Chen Xuanwu was still smiling at the corner of his mouth, in a daze, he whispered to himself: "Brother Jing...you owed me a glass of wine just now...you have to...you have to pay it back."

When he said this, he didn't know what he dreamed of, the smile on his face became brighter, and even the corners of his mouth were drooling.

Seeing this scene, the old man carefully wiped the drool from the corner of Chen Xuanwu's mouth with his sleeve, then turned around again, and gently lifted Chen Xuanwu on his back.

The old man has supernatural powers, so he didn't know how he got into the sedan chair just now.

But at this moment, he seemed like an ordinary old man carrying his grandson on his back, he totteringly opened the curtain and got out of the sedan chair.

The Yugong outside the carriage was startled, he didn't know when there was such an old man on the carriage, he suddenly felt creepy.

Immediately after seeing the two young masters in the car, one of them was being carried by the old man, he suppressed the fear in his heart, pretending that he hadn't noticed.

The old man carried Chen Xuanwu on his back like this and left. When he walked to the East King Temple, the old man turned around and waved to Lu Jing.

"My lord, this method of visualization of the primordial spirit is quite extraordinary. If you can practice it painstakingly, you may be able to radiate billions of brilliance and burn thousands of miles of clouds like the Fusang Sun of Emperor Donghua."

The old man's voice came from Lu Jing's ear, which made Lu Jing slightly startled.

The old man carried Chen Xuanwu on his back and entered the East King Temple.

Yugong's voice came: "Master Lu, where are we going now?"

"Go to Changning Street."

Lu Jing came back to his senses and informed the fish lord.

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There is actually a long distance between Dongwang Street and Changning Street.

The carriage drove for a long time before slowly stopping.

When Lu Jing got off the car, she reappeared in a drunken state, staggered into the west gate, and then into the small courtyard...

Naturally, the concierge also saw Lu Jing's drunk state.

In front of Xishui Pool in the west courtyard, Wu Beishi, who was dressed in black, was actually fishing at night.

He frowned slightly when he saw Lu Jing enter the door from a distance, only to feel that he had not seen Lu Jing for many days, and his blood was getting stronger and stronger.

Wu Beishi didn't care about Lu Jing who was drunk, but only cared about the burning blood on Lu Jing's body.

Only more than an hour passed, and it was already dawn.

Lu Jing didn't get up early today.

Qingyue opened the door lightly in doubt, and smelled the smell of alcohol, and saw Lu Jing sleeping soundly in her clothes.

"Where did the young master go last night?"

Qingyue was a little confused, but after thinking about it, she didn't bother Lu Jing. She just lightly added a few pieces of ashes to the stove in Lu Jing's room, and then opened a gap in the door, lest the ashes in the stove would smoke into Lu Jing's room. Jing, and at the same time diffuse the smell of alcohol in the room.

Then she continued to work in the courtyard.

Lu Jing's small courtyard is not big, but Qingyue takes care of it in an orderly manner.

Qingyue also seemed to enjoy it, cleaning the courtyard every day and doing a lot of trivial housework.

Until the sun is three poles.

Lu Jing just got up.

Qingyue prepared meals for him, and changed Lu Jing's wine-smelling clothes.

At this time the weather has turned cold.

There was no food to eat on the stone table, it was freezing cold, Lu Jing was fine now, but Qing Yue's body was still a little thinner, unable to withstand the cold.

The two ate at the table, and Qingyue didn't ask where Lu Jing went.

Halfway through eating, she suddenly remembered something and hurried to the side room.

When Qingyue came back, she already had a letter in her hand.

"Young Master, today the Sheng Mansion sent someone to send you a letter. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't bother you. I forgot it just now, and I just remembered it now."

Qing Yue carefully opened the letter, took it out of the cover, and handed it to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing put down her chopsticks, took the letter, read it carefully, and smiled on her face.

Qingyue asked curiously: "Master, did you write any good news in that letter? I saw you smiled."

Lu Jing still smiled, nodded and said: "There are two things written in the letter. The first thing is that Mr. Yu Bai, who I mentioned to you a few days ago, was recommended by Sheng Cifu and valued by Dafu Shengjun. To be an official."

Qingyue's eyes still seemed to be a pool of clear water, with more ripples, and Gu Pan also said with joy: "Mr. Yu Bai sent the young master into the study building. I think he should be an excellent Confucian, so he can naturally enter the court." For an official."

Lu Jing nodded slowly.

He was a little more curious about the Dafu Chongtian Emperor.

"This Emperor Dafu Chongtian once said that if he was born in Tianmen, he would also be a sage among the immortals, and there are rumors about the fairyland.

I don't know if these many things are true or not, but now it seems that Emperor Dafu Chongtian really knows people and employs people!

If you were the monarch of another small country, you would definitely taboo Mr. Yu Bai's name of regicide. "

Lu Jing thought to himself.

Emperor Chongtian was indeed able to reuse Zhong Yubai.

Sheng Zi wrote in the letter that when Zhong Yubai entered the Taigan Hall of the Taixuan Palace, he was going to take off the double swords around his waist.

But in that palace, there was the words of the sage from the Diao Temple: "A loyal and upright person who enters Taigan for the first time cannot take down his sword. Let me see An Huai's courage to wear a sword."

Zhong Yubai was able to enter the palace with his sword.

In that hall, the sage has another imperial edict.

"Zhong Yubai could have sat peacefully in the study building, but in order to protect the country, he walked out of peace and into murder, holding a sword to reject Bei Qin, and killed countless Bei Qin soldiers!

I am the king of the world, Zhong Yubai protects Anhuai for his meritorious service in killing the soldiers of the Northern Qin Dynasty, and also has the ability to control the Yuanshen. "

It is an honor to be a captain of Qingqi. He is awarded with military merits. He has no real power, but he has the salary of the fourth rank!

As for the Minister of the Ministry of War, he belongs to the Ministry of War, and is the most powerful real position under the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Minister of the Ministry of War!

Zhong Yubai, a man who died in Anhuai, was just recommended to be an official, and he was able to get such an official position and such an honor. It can be seen that Emperor Chongtian did not shy away from many illusory claims.

Such a starting point is naturally not bad for Zhong Yubai.

After all, Zhong Yubo was only in his forties, and now he had constant conflicts with Bei Qin, and there were many opportunities for him to revenge his country and family.

"Master, you just said that there are two things in the letter, what is the other thing?"

With curiosity in her eyes, Qingyue asked again.

Lu Jing put the letter away and said casually, "It's not an important matter, but someone invited you."

"Did the person who came to deliver the letter today say when he would come to pick up the letter?"

Qingyue replied: "It is said that I will come in the evening."

Lu Jing got up and went to the back room, wrote another reply letter, and handed it to Qingyue.

"If someone comes to get the letter, you will give this letter to him."

Qingyue received the letter and continued to eat.

The second thing in Sheng Zi's letter was actually that Su Zhaoshi asked Sheng Zi to invite her.

It was probably because of Su Zhaoshi's gentle nature, and that day because of what he asked, and because Princess Anqing deliberately made it difficult for her, Lu Jing was embarrassed.

He felt very sorry, so he thought about being the host again in his mansion to express his apology.

I don't know what tricks Sheng Zi and Su Zhaoshi used, but the letter actually said that Princess Anqing would also come and prepare some gifts for Lu Jing to express his apology.

Lu Jing was actually quite surprised when she saw what was written in the letter.

Sheng Zi came to express her apology many times because she had a good relationship with Lu Jing, and also because she did not want to lose such a good friend as Lu Jing.

But Su Zhaoshi, the noble person in the mouth of Shengzi, is also so kind and gentle, which surprised Lu Jing a little.

"It seems that these dignitaries are not all cannibals, and there are also two or three good people among them."

As for the gift prepared by Princess Anqing.

Probably because of Princess Anqing's arrogance and unwillingness to apologize, and because of Su Zhaoshi and Sheng Zi, he came up with this way to get down the stairs.

Thinking of this, Lu Jing just smiled casually.

He had already stated in the letter that he would not go to the Su Mansion.

The so-called different ways do not seek each other.

Sheng Zi and him are naturally good friends.

Su Zhaoshi also knows etiquette very well, and has some kindness and benevolence in his heart, but he is an unattainable nobleman after all.

Xu Baiyan has deep thoughts and cannot be a friend.

As for Princess Anqing, the views of family status and the distinction between high and low in her mouth are naturally real.

Because of this... why did he have to endure the disgust in his heart towards Princess Anqing and Xu Baiyan, and go to the Su Mansion?

In that letter, apart from congratulating Mr. Yu Bai, there was also Lu Jing's resignation.

It was noon at this time, and Lu Jing was about to go to the library after finishing her meal.

The girl next to Lu Yi paid a sudden visit.

"Uncle Chongshan is going back to Jokhang Temple tomorrow?"

When Lu Jing heard the news, she thought for a while, and seeing that it was still early in the morning, she went all the way to the Bieshanyuan.

Along the way, many servants in the Bieshan Courtyard saw Lu Jing coming, but they didn't show anything. From Lu Jing's mind, it was natural to see that there was still a lot of disgust buried in the eyes of these servants.

After all, there was a young master in Bieshanyuan who was beaten and maimed by the rich young master in front of him.

They are servants of the Second Mansion, although their status is lowly, they also want to be united and united with the noble masters of the Second Mansion.

This kind of mood also made them feel more belonging.

Naturally, Lu Jing didn't care about them. He entered the other mountains and then went up the Wulin slope.

Lu Jing just walked to the bamboo house on the slope of the foggy forest.

He saw Lu Feng coming out of the bamboo house.

Behind him was the beautiful girl Xixiang.

Lu Feng's expression was as solemn as ever, and his breath was restrained when he walked, not like a sharp martial arts monk.

Xi Xiang also saw Lu Jing, but there was some sadness and reluctance in her brows, and I don't know why.

Lu Feng came from afar, and Lu Jing was about to talk to him.

But he saw Lu Feng passing him without looking sideways.

Lu Jing was a little taken aback.

Then I remembered that Lu Jiang was Lu Feng's half brother, and Lu Jiang's biological mother was on good terms with Lu Feng's mother, Mrs. Zhu.

Maybe Lu Jiang and Lu Feng played together when they were children.

At this time, Lu Jing beat Lu Jiang, and Lu Feng never reprimanded Lu Jing. He had already proved Lu Feng's stability, so how could he talk to him?

Thinking of this, Lu Jing couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

He always felt that in this huge Lu family, the only young master the Lu family could rely on was Lu Feng.

Lu Jing was about to turn around and enter the bamboo house.

Lu Feng, who had already taken a few steps forward, suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and said softly, "Lu Jing."

"Big cousin."

Lu Jing turned around with a calm tone, without the slightest bit of disrespect.

Lu Feng looked Lu Jing up and down, and Xi Xiang behind him was also a little confused, not knowing what Lu Feng was going to say.

But I heard Lu Feng ask: "I went to bid farewell to Mr. Wu yesterday, but he said that he had never taught you martial arts skills, but he just thought you had a good temper at the moment, so he prepared an excuse for you to avoid punishment."

When Lu Jing heard Lu Feng's question, he didn't hide it. He nodded and said, "That's true. Mr. Wu never taught me to practice martial arts, and my crocodile demon bone casting skill also came from elsewhere."

A trace of curiosity flashed in Lu Feng's eyes: "Are you not afraid that I will tell the elders in the mansion?"

Lu Jing shook his head: "Big cousin, everyone in the house knows who you are. If you would tell the elders, then Mr. Wu would not tell you about this matter, and you would not take the initiative to ask me today."

Hearing Lu Jing's answer, Lu Feng didn't bother with this matter. Lu Jing, who was watching Lu Jing, said seriously: "I have already planned to go to the three prefectures of Chong'an, under the command of the eldest son of King Chong'an, and fight against Bei Qin with a sword."

Lu Jing was a little surprised.

He didn't expect Lu Feng to make such a choice.

Although the Lu family has declined year by year, they still have many contacts in the court and the army.

Normally, Lu Feng would probably join the Suxuan Army, guard the Taixuan City defense, polish it for a few years, and then join the elite Taixuan Army, or even join the Xianxian Army.

Lu Feng was already quite capable. After joining these armies and mastering the secret arts of martial arts in the army, he only needs to spend a few years to develop all his martial arts skills, and he will be able to return to the Suxuan Army if he is so full of energy and blood. , City Defense Army, or Yalin Army as a school lieutenant!

Coupled with the unity of martial arts in Beijing and China, whichever family has an heir with extraordinary martial arts cultivation, they will often push forward with all their strength.

This kind of road is comfortable and smooth, and there is not much danger at all.

But what Lu Jing never thought of was...

Lu Feng actually went to Chong'an Sanzhou to face those brave warriors of Beiqin who were as vigorous as the sun.

This caused many surprises in Lu Jing's heart.

Lu Feng seemed to see what Lu Jing was thinking, he turned his head to look at the bamboo house, and said softly: "In this Lu residence, no one cares about blood, Lu surname, and the old god Marquis Wuxun.

My father was like that, and so was my uncle.

If I don't go to the battlefield, shed some blood, and use my life as a stake to win a feat of killing the enemy..."

"Lu Jing, do you think this Lu family can still be saved?"

(end of this chapter)