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

Spit out the sword light for three thousand miles in one breath, cut off the twelve autumns with one sword, and cut a snow in the world!

Lu Jing listened to Ning Qiang's words silently, and couldn't help thinking that when Sheng Zi introduced him to the Nine Realms of Martial Arts that day, he also mentioned the Confucian scholar with the sword and the drinker who sealed the demons.

Lu Jing didn't know what kind of person a Confucian scholar who could cut 12 autumns and a snow with a sword could travel three thousand miles, and he didn't know where the drinker who sealed the demon came from.

But in his heart, he was extremely interested in these many legendary characters.

He was about to ask.

Miss Liandong next to Ning Qiang suddenly turned her head and looked outside the door, as if she saw something.

After about a few breaths, a young boy in Tsing Yi came from the corner of the boulevard outside the courtyard.

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but glance at Lin Rendong from the corner of his eyes.

"It can be detected that someone is coming from such a long distance. This Lin Rendong is not just an ordinary rich lady."

Thinking about it carefully, Lin Rendong's father is also well-known here in Dafu. He is a first-class Primordial Spirit cultivator, and the powerful people in the world respect him.

Born in such a prominent family, it is naturally impossible not to practice.

Lu Jing thought in his heart, the boy in green went to the gate of the small courtyard, but did not come in, but saluted Lu Jing, Ning Qiang, and Lin Rendong from a distance.

"The servants of Bieshan Courtyard have met Young Master Jing and the two young ladies."

The boy said: "My master has invited Mr. Jing to go, and he is humbled to come and pass on the message."

Ning Qiang frowned, a little confused: "Your master?"

After she asked, she immediately responded.

In the current Bieshan courtyard, there is indeed an extra master, and that master is Lu Chongshan who returned from the Jokhang Temple.

"Is it Uncle Chongshan?"

Ning Qiang asked again: "Uncle invited Master Jing to come over, what's the matter?"

The boy didn't answer, Lin Rendong smiled and said: "Look at what you asked, Master Chong Shan invited Master Jing to come over, probably because of that poem.

Besides, if you ask the passers-by, what can they know? "

"It's likely to be the case." Ning Qiang nodded, and then said to Lu Jing: "Cousin, then you should go as soon as possible, and make uncle wait, but you will be rude instead."

Lu Jing drank the tea in his cup slowly, then stood up and went to the back room.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Lu Jing had already changed his clothes and walked out.

Qingyue next to him looked at Lu Jing with admiration, because Lu Jing told him a few days ago - "If it's as expected, Uncle Chongshan will come to him again."

But in a few days, this sentence has been fulfilled, as if everything was planned by Lu Jing.

Lu Jing smiled at Qingyue, and said to Ning Qiang and Lin Rendong: "Cousin, Miss Liandong, you came here to find me today, but I'm going to the Bieshanyuan. If you can still come, let me invite the host."

"Although my courtyard is poor, I can still drink tea."

Ning Qiang shook her head: "I came here today to thank you, how can I let you be the host? Please, elder, I dare not say no, you should go as soon as possible."

Lu Jing bid farewell and left.

Lin Rendong looked at Lu Jingyuan away, and praised: "Young Master Jing is often criticized and cold-eyed in Lu's residence, but his words and deeds are all in line with etiquette and human feelings. He is neither sick nor slow, and gentle as jade. surprise."

There was also some surprise in Ning Qiang's eyes: "In the past, my cousin was immersed in his studies, and I didn't know him well. On the contrary, he has made me admire him a lot these days."

"He has a good handwriting, understands many principles of human relationships, knows many poems that others don't know, but is enough to last forever, and has a talent for martial arts..."

"Besides my uncle, since he came back, no one else in the house has been seen, not to mention Cousin Lu Feng, Zhu, and Zhou Zhou's wives, even the old lady, he also excused himself on the grounds that he was ill. But today I sent someone to invite my cousin."

"Such a variety of things, if this is changed to other aristocratic family's big house, he will definitely receive preferential treatment, and he will be just a bastard with an extraordinary future."

When Ning Qiang said this, she couldn't help but sighed again: "It's just a pity, because of the incident eight years ago, the old Madam and Mrs. Zhong's hatred for him has been deeply ingrained and cannot be changed. It's a pity."

Lin Rendong smiled: "The fragrance of wine is not afraid of the depths of the alleys. No matter where you go, a man like Young Master Jing will make a fortune and shine. He is known to everyone. Why should Miss Qiang worry?"

Ning Qiang shook her head, probably remembering the recent situation of the Lu family, and said softly: "I feel sorry for the Lu family."

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Lu Jing followed the young man in Tsing Yi all the way.

He went straight to the North Courtyard of the Lu Mansion.

Even further away from Qingliu Pavilion is Bieshanyuan.

This courtyard is where the Lu Family Second Mansion is located.

The Bieshan Courtyard is very large, and there are many small courtyards inside. The mountain roads built are winding, with many rockeries, trees, and flowers high and low, scattered in order, and there is a hillside.

Although it is autumn now, the entire hillside is covered with verdant green, covered with never-ending mist, like elegant silk, so beautiful.

Lu Jing walked on the hillside for about half a quarter of an hour, but two people came from a distance.

The young man leading Lu Jing stopped after a long distance, and bowed to the two of them.

When the two approached, Lu Jing clasped his fists and said, "Elder cousin."

These two people are Lu Feng, the young master of the Lu family's second residence, and Xi Xiang, a maid in his courtyard.

Wearing fragrance and sleeves with plain hands, bright wrists with gold rings, plain gold hairpins on her head, and emerald green gantry on her waist, coupled with her graceful figure and eyebrows, her appearance can be called "youmei".

Xi Xiang walked behind Lu Feng, raised her head and glanced at Lu Jing lightly.

At this time, Lu Jing was still dressed in green, with sword-shaped eyebrows that were neither thick nor light, and his facial features were well-defined and deep, but with a gentle spring breeze.

A handsome boy indeed.

Even Xi Xiang felt that this poor young master was even better than his own young master in front of him.

But……

What's the use of good looks?

Xi Xiang noticed that the clothes on Lu Jing's body were not even Wensi from the Sanghuai Mansion, and there was no jade pendant around his waist. If he left the Lu Mansion, others would think that he was a man from a wealthy family. He would never have thought of the Lu family where Bai Yu was the horse of Tang Jin.

"Besides, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the clothes and accessories on his maidservants were also very simple, not like the personal maid of Master Dafu. If he had gone to Master Jing's courtyard back then, I'm afraid he would have suffered a lot."

Xi Xiang thought about it in her heart, and she was even more thankful that she had a heart and didn't go to Lu Jing's courtyard.

Xixiang has many thoughts.

However, Lu Feng looked Lu Jing up and down, frowned and asked, "Why did you come to the Bieshanyuan, and then to the Wulin Slope?"

Lu Jing replied: "Cousin, it was Uncle Chongshan who asked me to come see him."

Lu Feng's breath stagnated, and he looked at the servant next to Lu Jing.

The young man hurriedly said: "Master Feng, that's true. Master Chong Shan ordered me to go to the West Courtyard to ask Master Jing to come over."

Lu Feng asked again: "What's the matter?"

The boy shook his head.

Lu Feng fell silent for a moment, then turned to look at Wulinpo.

Just now at the end of the hill, Lu Feng waited for more than an hour at the gate of Lu Chongshan's courtyard, wanting to see his father.

But until the end, Lu Chongshan never sent anyone to invite him, so he had no choice but to go back.

Not only today, but in the past five or six days, it has been like this every day.

But……

"Father doesn't see me, but wants to see Lu Jing?"

Lu Feng frowned, feeling puzzled, but still nodded and said, "Since father has called you, don't delay, go as soon as possible."

Lu Jing said goodbye to the boy and continued to move forward.

Xi Xiang on the side probably sensed Lu Feng's doubts, and said softly: "Master, I met with Zhu Nong, who was shopping downhill yesterday, and she said that the master has been reading the poem given by Master Jing every day for the past few days. , It is several hours at a glance.

Zhu Nong served the master on weekdays, so what he said was naturally true, the master invited Lu Jing to go, probably because of this word. "

Lu Feng understood, nodded, and the doubts in his eyes dissipated: "It's Lu Jing's fortune, so let him go."

Lu Feng took Xi Xiang down the slope.

Lu Jing, led by the servant, came to the courtyard and entered a quiet bamboo house.

When Lu Jing entered the bamboo house, he saw Lu Chongshan expressionless in front of the desk in the bamboo house, looking down at the straw paper.

There is also a bamboo chair and a table case in the room.

I saw a young man in green shirt and scarf sitting on the bamboo chair.

The young man seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, sitting quietly on the bamboo chair.

When Lu Jing entered, Lu Chongshan still didn't look up, he was still staring blankly at the scrap of paper on the table.

On the straw paper is the ten years of life and death transcribed by Lu Jing!

However, when Lu Jing stepped into the bamboo house, his eyes first fell on Lu Chongshan, and then on the closed-eyed Confucian scholar.

The Confucian scholar with closed eyes slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Jing!

When the eyes of Lu Jing and the Confucian scholar collided.

All of a sudden, the world around Lu Jing turned upside down, and many scenes around him began to distort.

The dark side of Lu Jing's mind emerged one after another, resentment, greed, and cruelty all came one after another!

"this……"

Lu Jing was already lost, but when his primordial spirit also fell into many darkness, a ray of light surged out from his primordial spirit.

The light was extremely weak, and was instantly submerged in all kinds of darkness.

But in just an instant, Lu Jing regained a trace of clarity!

"Don't get lost in these many evil thoughts."

Thoughts flickered in Lu Jing's mind, and the great sage Yantian, king of Ming Dynasty, was outlined by him.

Today's Great Ming King Yantian Great Sage is different from the past!

King Daming held the seal of Buddha and Bodhisattva in his hands, the Taoist robe on his body glowed, the third eye pupil on his forehead opened, and the wings on his back spread out, magnificent and boundless, as if covering the sky and covering the sun.

At the same time, streams of golden clear water flowed from the Great Sage Yantian, King of Ming Dynasty, dispelling countless gloom in Lu Jing's mind in an instant, allowing Lu Jing to return to his original heart!

Lu Jing took a deep breath, and the confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared.

The distorted world around him also returned to normal.

And the corner of the Confucian scholar's mouth showed a slight smile.

Lu Jing remained calm, and saluted Lu Chongshan: "Lu Jing has seen Uncle."

He looked at the Confucian scholar again.

Lu Chongshan finally slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Jing: "This is my best friend, his name is Bai Guanqi, you can call him Mr. Guanqi."

Lu Jing said: "Lu Jing has met Mr. Guanqi."

Bai Guanqi nodded, but just smiled and didn't respond.

Lu Jing only thought that the chess watcher had already nodded in return and was unwilling to speak.

Lu Chongshan said: "Mr. Guanqi can't talk, if he can smile at you, he likes you very much."

Lu Jing lowered his head, and the Confucian scholar's name suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Bai Guanqi... What a wonderful name."

"Whoever watches chess without saying a word is a real gentleman."