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

Chapter 2 Maid Qingyue, there is no hopeless situation

"Zhi Shen" was written by the great Confucianist Ji Yuanzhi in his early days, and it is also Ji Yuanzhi's most controversial work.

Because the content of this Zhishen is not about promoting Confucianism and Taoism, but talking about gods, ghosts and demons.

In the book, the great Confucian scholar Ji Yuanzhi uses a bizarre fable of gods and ghosts to tell the world that people must not be afraid of ghosts, gods and monsters!

This is contrary to the ghosts and gods in contemporary Confucianism and Taoism.

"Dafu Confucianism and Taoism emphasize righteousness like a rainbow, and gods and ghosts eliminate change! Many great Confucians once wrote poems to ridicule worshipers of ghosts and gods, such as the sentence "Gods are angry with gods and happy teachers change their face, and send gods and horses back to the green mountains." The early days of the great Confucian Ji Yuan After writing such a book "Zhi Shen", everyone doubted him, but he didn't explain it, but he rarely mentioned the theory of gods and ghosts later."

Lu Jing read carefully. At first, she felt that there were many weird and strange things about Lu Li in "Zhishen", but after reading it, she became enlightened.

"In each of Zhishen's stories, there are good people and bad people, as well as good ghosts and evil gods...Since Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism need to respect human nature, they should also respect the nature of ghosts and gods, so as to avoid disasters from ghosts and gods."

"This is to teach people in the world to protect themselves, not to think that gods and ghosts are superior to others."

Lu Jing learned a lot after reading a fable about her neighbor's desolation and being murdered by a ghost.

"However, although Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism in this world have different views on gods, ghosts, and demons, none of them deny the existence of ghosts and gods... Confucianism, Taoism, and Confucianism all write books about gods and ghosts. Are there really ghosts and demons?"

Lu Jing couldn't help doubting: "This world is different from the world in my previous life. At least, this Lu Mansion has a martial artist who can easily move a stone lion weighing at least one ton at the door.

In imperial court examinations, scholars who want to obtain fame also need to practice martial arts, and need to be proficient in riding, archery, and sword... This is not unusual. "

"It's just a pity that the original third young master of the Lu family has rarely had the opportunity to leave the mansion since he was a child. He can't even come in and out of the library at will. The memory he left for me is also very vague. Only by thinking about things can I integrate some memories. .”

Lu Jing was deep in thought when a soft voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Master Jing..."

"It's Qingyue who's here." Lu Jing's thoughts were interrupted, but she wasn't angry.

In less than a few breaths, a dark wooden food box was placed on the stone table in front of Lu Jing.

"Master Jing, although studying is important, so is lunch. I have been waiting for you for a long time, but I have not seen you back, so I have to carry this food box to look for you everywhere."

A girl complained trivially.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, she was wrapped in light blue plain clothes, with a wooden hairpin on her head, her hair was black, her face was not made up but her face was somewhat elegant.

Especially a pair of willow leaf eyes, adding a bit of tenderness.

"I first went to the old pagoda tree that you go to most often. You were not there, and then I found this place. The hot food was cold again."

Qingyue is Lu Jing's maid.

To be precise, she is the only maid in Lu Jing's room.

Since Lu Jing was eight years old, Qing Yue, who is one year older than him, has been by his side.

At that time, they were still young, and Lu Jing's mother was still there, so Qingyue played with Lu Jing on weekdays, doing trivial things at most.

After her mother passed away, Qingyue grew up and became the most qualified maid.

My hut is not big, but Qingyue takes care of it in an orderly manner, even the meals on the table are made by Qingyue.

Originally, nobles from aristocratic families like the Jiuhu Lu family had dining rooms in each courtyard.

It's just that the dining room may be "too busy", and the quality of the meals delivered from when my mother was alive is hard to describe.

Either it was too cold, it was overnight, or the amount of food was too small.

So later, Qingyue also took the initiative to take over such errands as cooking. In the past few years, Lu Jing and Qingyue have been coming here like this.

"I went shopping this morning and found that the price of small green vegetables has increased again, so I bought some cabbage and came back, but I didn't ask for some vinegar from Master Liu in the dining room, so I had to cook it with some salt."

"This meat was sent by Ms. Qiang. It's very tender... Ms. Qiang is really kind-hearted. She is also living in Lu's house, but she gave us food many times..."

Qingyue took out the two dishes and warm rice from the food box, and gently told Lu Jing about these trifles.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Lu Jing listened to Qingyue's nagging, and took the bowl and chopsticks from Qingyue.

To a certain extent, the existence of Qingyue prevents Lu Jing from being overwhelmed by such things as "suddenly crossing into a strange world".

Moreover, Lu Jing can see that Qingyue really regards Lu Jing as a relative who depends on each other.

Even though she is a humble maid, she still cares about Lu Jing from the bottom of her heart.

"Qingyue, your skills are getting better and better."

Lu Jing finished the meal in front of her slowly, and praised Qing Yue from the bottom of her heart.

Qingyue blushed slightly, knowing that it was her young master who was encouraging her.

She knew that the food she cooked could only be regarded as "not bad" compared with the food in the dining room.

Moreover, cooking is a technical job in such an era. In this era, technical jobs are generally dedicated to serving "high-ranking officials and dignitaries".

The main attribute of most people's meals is to fill their stomachs, not to satisfy their own taste.

Under such circumstances, no one wants to hand over the technology that they make a living to unrelated people.

So Qingyue could only figure it out by herself.

In addition, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, without all kinds of spices in the dining room, and even the oil and salt have to be carefully calculated, how can the food be delicious?

"It's getting colder these days." Qingyue knew that her young master was "deceiving" her, and felt embarrassed, so she took the initiative to change the subject: "As the saying goes, the autumn wind is the most penetrating, and the young master has to change into autumn clothes when he goes out tomorrow, otherwise If you get wind and cold, this winter will be even more difficult."

Speaking of autumn clothes, Qing Yue bit her lips: "By the way, Manager Liu sent someone to deliver a letter this morning asking me to bring the autumn clothes. I don't know what material the autumn clothes are made of this time..."

"In the past, Young Master Jing's autumn clothes, not to mention the brocade clothes worn by the other ladies and young masters, were much inferior to those of the children of the stewards in the mansion. I hope they can be thicker this time."

Lu Jing took the initiative to help Qingyue put the dishes, bowls and chopsticks into the food box, still smiling and said: "The material is fine, if the material is too thin, it happened that last year's autumn clothes were too small, so put the old autumn clothes on the inner clothes and put them on again." The new clothes are just right, and it’s still very hot at noon, so wearing too many clothes is easy to sweat.”

Qingyue turned her head and saw the calm smile on Lu Jing's face, and felt that the young master had become much warmer in the past three months.

"In the past, the young master would grit his teeth and glare when encountering such a thing, and feel sorry for himself, but now he has matured a lot."

Thinking of this, Qingyue couldn't help feeling sorry for Lu Jing.

"Maybe the young master is resigned to his fate? He has been studying poetry and books for eight or nine years, but because he has never learned riding, shooting or sword, he has not been able to participate in the children's examination.

Later...he had to become the son-in-law of Nanfu, and missed the scientific examination all his life. "

"It's a good thing now, but Nan Fu has backtracked again...Young master can't even become a rich man for a lifetime."

Qingyue lowered her head, tears welled up in her eyes.

She only thinks that Master Lu Jing is kind-hearted, studies hard, writes brilliant articles, and is a son of a wealthy family.

Now the future is dark, I'm afraid I won't be able to jump out of the mud in front of me for the rest of my life...

"Qingyue, go back and get a lamp for me first, let's have dinner later today, wait for me to come back."

Lu Jing's voice interrupted Qingyue's thoughts.

Qingyue picked up the food box and turned away quickly, not wanting Lu Jing to see the tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry." Lu Jing's voice suddenly came from behind: "There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

"There is no limit to human beings."

Lu Jing spoke softly.

Hearing Lu Jing's voice, Qingyue paused slightly, raised her hand to wipe away the falling tears, turned her head and smiled softly at Lu Jing.

"Understood, master."

(end of this chapter)