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

Chapter 30: A young man repays kindness with kindness, and repays grievance with straightness

That clear stream meanders through the rockery.

The afternoon sun was a bit dim, but today's weather is excellent, the sky is uniform and dust-free, and the sun is hanging in the sky.

Ning Qiang, whose expression was always a bit far-fetched, didn't get up a little until he saw Lu Jing approaching, and nodded towards Lu Jing who was walking from the tree-lined avenue.

Lin Rendong at the side probably noticed Ning Qiang's strangeness, and a look of curiosity flashed across her eyes, and she also looked at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing looked calm and walked all the way to Qingliu Pavilion.

Without losing his manners, he saluted everyone.

Lu Qiong stood up, and said to Lu Jing in high spirits: "Brother Jing, you came just in time. Today, let's not worry about martial arts or schoolwork, just concentrate on composing poems and lyrics, and doing something elegant."

"It so happened that I met my cousin and Miss Liandong in this North Courtyard, so I invited them to come together. You are here to sharpen the ink and write down our poems. If these poems become famous in the future, you can mention them more. Two words of your name."

Lu Qiong never liked to practice martial arts, nor did he like to read books, but he loved poetry very much. Lu Qiong had already read the classic "Question Poetry" in the Four Books no less than a thousand times.

Lu Jiang at the side kept silent, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Lu Jing in silence.

When Lu Qiong spoke, the other people in Qingliu Pavilion were also silent.

But something strange flashed in the eyes of the two maids Xi Qiu and Xue Liu behind Lu Qiong and Lu Jiang.

These two maids are the personal maids of Lu Qiong and Lu Jiang respectively.

On weekdays, she was in charge of washing, changing clothes, making the bed, and warming the beds for the two young masters. Such a girl had a very high status in the mansion. Apart from serving the young masters, she didn't need to work on weekdays. Naturally, there were maids who helped prepare everything.

This point can be seen from the clothes of these two maids.

Lu Jiang's maid, Xueliu, is wearing a yellow biluo shirt and a mahogany pearl hairpin on her head. The pearls on the hairpin alone are worth a lot of money, perhaps hundreds of taels of silver.

Even the ladies of ordinary merchant families rarely have such hairpins, which shows Lu Jiang's love for Xueliu.

And Lu Qiong's maid, Xi Qiu, has a much more beautiful appearance, with slender shoulders and willow waist, graceful figure, and bright red cheeks, she is a rare beauty.

Xi Qiu's status in Lu's residence is naturally higher than that of Xueliu's, because his master is Lu Qiong, the eldest son of the Lu family.

When Lu Shenyuan grows old in the future, Lu Qiong will inherit the title of Uncle Shenxiao from the Lu family.

In addition, Mrs. Ning has always loved Lu Qiong very much, and Xi Qiu's status has also risen. Even the chief steward of the mansion will sell her a lot of face.

So not to mention Xi Qiu's clothes, she was wearing a pink Lufthansa dress, with Yiluo tulle in her arms, and the materials alone were from Sanghuai Mansion, Jiangnan Dao, which can be called first-class.

The accessories on her body were also extremely expensive, even compared to Xueliu who was next to her, they could only be regarded as pale in comparison.

The reason why their eyes flashed strangely was probably because they felt that they were both young masters of the Lu family, but their circumstances were different.

Lu Jiang was protected by his mother, and practiced martial arts diligently, so he had a high status in the Erfu.

Lu Qiong needless to say, among the young masters and ladies in the mansion, there is no one who has a higher status than him, and no one who is more favored by Mrs. Ning than him.

On the other hand, Lu Jing in front of me...

"This Lu Jing was not favored in the mansion, and now he has become a son-in-law, making the Lu family a laughing stock...but his appearance is like that of his mother, so he can be called a beautiful tree, but this...what's the use?"

Xi Qiu couldn't help turning his head to look at his own Young Master Qiong.

"In terms of appearance, Young Master Qiong is not weaker than him, and he also writes good poems. When it comes to status, it is even more incomparable."

The maid muttered to herself.

She only dared to say these words in her heart, and never dared to speak out.

In any case, even though this Lu Jing is already a son-in-law and his status in the mansion is not high, but before Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong spoke, this young man's surname was always Lu.

Since the surname is Lu, he is the master of the mansion, and some of the people in charge will acquiesce in their secret deeds. If they are rude in person, they will naturally be held accountable.

This is not for Lu Jing, but for the authority of the Lu surname.

While Xi Qiu was wondering, Xue Liu not far away was sympathizing with Qing Yue who was behind Lu Jing.

In Qingliu Pavilion here, including Qingyue, there are seven servant girls in total.

In addition to Xueliu, Xiqiu, Ning Qiang and Lin Rendong's girls, there were also two attendants serving tea and water and preparing snacks.

This is the luxury of the Lu Mansion on Ten Li Changning Street.

Several hosts are drinking tea, there are seven attendants and one servant, if the Qingliu Pavilion is not big enough, it may not be able to accommodate many people here.

But among the seven maids, Qingyue's appearance is the most shabby.

The clothes on his body are old, even many places have faded, and the accessories on his body are lacklustre, except for the wooden hairpin on his head, there is nothing worth noting.

"It's really unlucky for this Qingyue to be born so beautiful but to follow such a master. I'm afraid that she won't even be able to eat decent snacks on weekdays."

Xueliu thought of this, and thought of another girl with whom she had a very good relationship.

"Fortunately, eight or nine years ago, Sister Xixiang asked Guan Liu to intercede. Otherwise, the one who is following Lu Jing now may be Sister Xixiang. How could it be better to be with Young Master Lu Feng?"

"At the very least, my master won't be forced to be a book boy, and won't be humiliated."

The two maids were thinking.

Ning Qiang on the side also frowned slightly, she thought for a while, stood up and said to Lu Jing: "Cousin, let's take a seat first, I'm a little tired today, and I don't want to write any more poems or lyrics, talk about homework, It's good too."

Lu Qiong was taken aback for a moment, but when she saw the tiredness in Ning Qiang's eyebrows, she also committed a sentimental mistake, and said quickly: "Cousin is tired? Then I will ask the dining room to cook some soup for you?"

Ning Qiang said: "Thank you, cousin, there's no need to be like this, I'll be fine if I rest for a while."

Lu Jing, who had never said a word, showed some concern on her sharp face, and said, "Cousin, since you are tired, why don't you go back and rest?"

This concern is not hypocritical.

It's just that in this Lu residence, there has never been anyone who cares about Lu Jing.

——Except for Ning Qiang who came to Lu Mansion last year because of her family's disaster.

Perhaps it was Ning Qiang's miserable life experience, which resonated a little with Lu Jing, who also had a miserable life.

On weekdays, Ning Qiang often sent someone to deliver some meat to Lu Jing to subsidize Lu Jing, so that Lu Jing and Qingyue would not have a hard time.

A gentleman repays kindness with kindness, and repays grievance with straightness.

Lu Jing inherited the memory of the original body, and he has a ruler to measure good and evil in his heart, so he is naturally grateful to Ning Qiang.

When Lu Jing opened his mouth, Ning Qiang, who was always looking sad, gave a rare smile, and urged Lu Jing: "Cousin, take a seat quickly, and let them pour you a cup of tea. It's autumn now, although the sky is not yet It's cold, but the autumn wind blows into your bones, drinking a cup of hot tea can also prevent you from the wind and cold."

Lin Rendong next to Ning Qiang looked at Ning Qiang in surprise.

She knew her best friend, since the catastrophe happened at home, she has been worrying all day long, and there is rarely a smile on her face.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jing in front of her could make Ning Qiang smile.

Although this smile is still a bit far-fetched, it is not easy.

When Lu Jiang saw this scene, his expression suddenly became gloomy.

"Lu Jing, sit down when my cousin asks you to sit down. After a few days, when the old lady comes back, I'm afraid it will be impossible for you to sit on this chair."

He suddenly made a sound, causing several hosts present to look at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing smiled casually, took his seat immediately, and said to Lu Jiang: "The fifth cousin is in a better mood? It's a pity that such a good horse suddenly went crazy and died."

Lu Jiang's expression became more gloomy, he glanced at Lu Jing coldly, and drank the tea in the purple sand teacup in front of him: "Lu Jing, you secretly practiced martial arts, knowing that the punishment in the clan has increased, but it can kill people .”

Lu Jing raised her brows slightly: "Cousin five, did you forget that I'm going to get married soon, presumably Mrs. Ning and her mother will not be handed over to the Nanguo government as a cripple."

Everyone present was taken aback.

Although Lu Qiong, Ning Qiang, and Lin Rendong didn't know what Lu Jiang and Lu Jing were talking about.

But he could clearly feel the tension between the two of them.

What they didn't expect was that Lu Jing was able to speak frankly at this time that he had gone to Nanguo's mansion to be his son-in-law, without any shyness, and quite frankly.

After Lu Jiang was stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Lu Jing, becoming a son-in-law... is something to be proud of?"

Lu Jing smiled: "Living in adversity, the whole body is full of needles and medicine stones, forging ahead without realizing it! Now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, what's the use of complaining and abandoning yourself all day long? Instead of this, it's better to turn shame into a reliance and protect yourself. Fifth cousin, am I right?"

The Qingliu Pavilion suddenly fell silent.

The gloom on Lu Jiang's face disappeared, and instead he stared at Lu Jing with a little more solemnity.

Xi Qiu and Xue Liu didn't know the deep meaning in Lu Jing's words, they just felt that Lu Jing was audacious, daring to confront Young Master Jiang tit for tat.

Lin Rendong felt more and more that this imposing young man was a bit extraordinary...

The one who touched the deepest was Ning Qiang.

"Living in adversity, the whole body is full of needles and medicine stones, and you don't realize it."

"In adversity, it's like a serious illness. You can apply acupuncture and medicine all over your body, you can hone your will and cultivate a noble parallel..."

"Cousin sees his difficult fate in this way..."

Ning Qiang thought deeply, probably thinking of herself.

"What are you guys talking about?" Finally, Lu Qiong became a little impatient, and he said: "I don't talk about other things in Qingliu Pavilion today, Lu Jing, I know you are very good at schoolwork, but I always bother with these trivial things. Reason, don't mention it again.

By the way, if you study the Four Books and Five Classics hard on weekdays, you should also have read "Question Poetry". Why don't you write a poem for us to appreciate. "

Lu Jing didn't hesitate, but shook his head and refused: "Brother, I can study normally, but I don't have much talent or accomplishment when it comes to poetry."

Lu Jiang suddenly smiled: "Lu Jing, then you have chosen the wrong one. You are in a lowly school, so what's the use of reading the other four books and five classics? You can't pass the imperial examination, you can't enter the official career, why bother doing useless work.

It's better to study poetry a little bit, and then you can be arty and elegant, participate in several poetry fairs, and you can also call yourself a scholar outside. "

When he said this, he seemed to suddenly realize again.

"I think this is the reason why you practice martial arts. You are at a dead end, so you want to use martial arts to break the situation?"

Lu Jiang's tall body sat on the stone bench, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was low, "It's just a pity, if I remember correctly, you are already sixteen or seventeen years old.

How easy is it to cast bones at the age of sixteen or seventeen? "

(end of this chapter)