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

Chapter 38

Following Lu Jing whispered the name of the old man.

The banquet hall, which was already extremely quiet, became even quieter.

Several wives in Dafu and Erfu looked surprised, and some wives looked like many young masters and ladies, with blank eyes, not understanding who Lu Jing was talking about.

Apart from Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong, Lu Feng's reaction was also quite strange.

Originally, he kept his head down and drank by himself. It seemed that many things in the banquet hall, even his biological father who had returned, could not arouse his interest.

But when Lu Jing revealed the name of the old man, Lu Feng's eyes changed suddenly, he looked up and down at Lu Jing thoughtfully.

A few breaths of time passed.

Mrs. Zhong's complexion was a little ugly, and she was about to speak.

Madam Ning frowned and asked, "Wu Beishi taught you the Bone-Forging Martial Arts? How long have you been teaching?"

Lu Jing was very calm, and his expression was as usual: "Returning to the old lady, my grandson has been practicing martial arts for more than half a year, and my grandson has not lied. The old lady can also send Miss Mallow to ask the old man."

Old Madam Ning snorted coldly, touched Lu Qiong's long hair who was eating with her head down, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "This Wu is sad to death, and he only listens to Yuaner's words on weekdays, even daring to ignore my words.

It's okay to just focus on fishing on weekdays, I asked him to teach Qiong'er more carefully, after he taught for a while, he shirked in every possible way and didn't want to teach anymore. "

"What? Lu Jing, he said that your martial arts roots are better than Qiong'er's?"

Mrs. Ning's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and she spoke very slowly, but... when he spoke, many owners surnamed Lu present, including Mrs. Zhong and Mrs. Zhu, bowed their heads and listened carefully. The respect was self-evident.

Even Lu Jing felt a heavy pressure falling on him, making him breathless.

Having been in a high position for a long time, he has become Wei Ze!

Old Madam Ning was originally from a noble family, and she has been pampered and pampered in the Shenxiao Bo Mansion for decades, and she has already cultivated the dignity and majesty in her words and deeds.

At this moment, even if her tone is soft, when she speaks, many young masters and ladies dare not breathe.

At this time, Mrs. Ning said again: "Come on, let me see how outstanding you are in martial arts at the age of sixteen, and what grades you can achieve."

Woe?

Lu Jing took a deep breath, and Qing Yue also lowered her head sadly.

Except for Lu Jing and Qing Yue, no one else seemed to have noticed the address Old Madam Ning gave to Lu Jing.

In the banquet hall, many young masters and ladies immediately became interested. They peeked at where Lu Jing was, with curiosity shining in their eyes.

The Lu family is a noble family of martial arts, and they are enshrined in martial arts. These young masters and young ladies have only good muscles and bones. They have been exposed to martial arts since childhood, combing their muscles and bones, and training their bodies, in order to make achievements in martial arts.

It's just... Lu's youths are not as good as the previous generation, but Lu Jing's generation, except for a few youngsters, the martial arts talents are all ordinary and not outstanding.

Because of this, they are curious about how much Lu Jing has achieved after practicing for half a year.

There was a few breaths of silence.

Mrs. Zhong not far away said softly: "Lu Jing, have you ever heard what the old matriarch said?"

Lu Jing then said: "Using force in front of elders may break the etiquette."

"Etiquette?" Mrs. Zhong turned around and went to the head again: "Please, elders, don't dare to say goodbye, this is the reason you learned from reading."

There are many other emotions in her words.

Lu Jing lowered her head and thought for a while, then slowly raised her head.

As he looked up,

His erect body under the robe suddenly heard the sound of metal and iron colliding, sonorous, endless!

All of a sudden, many young masters and ladies present were slightly startled, and then remembered a lot, and their eyes immediately changed.

Especially Lu Jiang, in order to hide the anger and coldness in his eyes, he lowered his head slowly.

Even Mrs. Zhong's pace faltered.

Ning Qiang, Lin Rendong, and Lu Yi all had strange looks on their faces, both joyful and surprised.

Lu Qiong, who was sitting next to Mrs. Ning, opened her eyes wide, suddenly smiled, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, I didn't expect you to write well and practice martial arts well.

In only half a year, the bones have already been forged, and the bones are like gold and iron! "

There was still joy in Lu Qiong's eyes, as if she was sincerely praising Lu Jing.

Some of the other young masters and ladies frowned, and there was a flash of displeasure in their eyes.

They drank decoctions and applied bone pastes since they were young, and spent a lot of money to build the foundation. They didn't formally practice martial arts until they were thirteen years old.

This Lu Jing felt shabby, hated by others, the monthly payment was only two or three taels, and the government had never heard of sending someone to train his bones, so how could he practice martial arts for half a year and his bones would become golden and iron?

Mrs. Zhong probably thought the same way. She glanced lightly at Lu Qiong, who was applauding and applauding. Lu Qiong immediately silenced her voice and lowered her head.

Mrs. Ning frowned fiercely, waved her hands in boredom, and closed her eyes again, unwilling to look at Lu Jing who was standing in the audience.

Mrs. Zhong returned to the table and turned around slowly.

Her eyes were calm, and her expression was very graceful.

But... when she looked at Lu Jing, Lu Jing's primordial spirit moved slightly, and then a sense of crisis came over him, making him uneasy!

Lu Jing's heart was calm, and she naturally understood...

As a concubine of a great mansion, how could his martial arts roots be better than that of his son, Lu Qiong?

"The big clan is turbulent, don't underestimate it. The nobles with martial arts have been at ease for too long, and they are all rotten, especially Mrs. Zhong, who occupies the righteousness of filial piety, and can kill people invisible..."

"A gentleman should not be humiliated, but he should not ignore dangers and act recklessly."

Lu Jing's thoughts flowed, and she bowed upwards again.

With a bit of emotion in his tone, he said: "Come on carefully, I didn't think much about the reason for today's incident.

The child followed Mr. Wu to practice martial arts, so he wholeheartedly thought that he would report back to his father and mother when he was successful in martial arts.

After all, over the past many years, my lord mother has been perfect in everything, and I don't need to say much about her concern. I sincerely repay you, but I don't have any skills. It is because of this that I practice martial arts diligently, and I never want to cause so many troubles.

I also ask my mother to punish me. "

Lu Jing's tone is sincere, with good manners and self-cultivation.

Ning Qiang and Lin Rendong looked at each other, and then they were relieved.

"The mistress of a clan, don't lose face. Lu Jing looks like a young man, but she understands human feelings well, and took the initiative to take responsibility, which made her situation much better..."

Ning Qiang was thinking in her heart, Madam Zhong's expression also changed slightly.

Hearing Lu Jing speak again, his tone was a little more emotional: "Although Lu Jing is young, he also knows the righteousness of filial piety, but the world is impermanent, and he is reduced to a lowly status. After a while, I am afraid that he will have to leave the house.

In the future, I can no longer practice filial piety, so I thought that even if I went to other places, I would not be able to fall into the name of the Lu family, so I practiced martial arts, I never thought..."

Lu Jing hesitated to speak.

Old Madam Ning's eyelids were still moving slightly.

Mrs. Zhong's coldness hidden in the depths of her eyes also receded a little.

"That's right, Lu Jing is already lowly, so what if he is better at martial arts?"

Mrs. Zhong turned around and said softly: "You are completely sincere. In the future, you need to remember to ask the opinions of the elders for everything. Blood relatives... will never harm you."

Lu Jing said: "Don't worry about it, baby."

Mrs. Zhong was about to speak.

Old Madam Ning waved her hand suddenly, her eyes were still closed, but her tone was still full of impatience: "You go back now, you have nothing to do on weekdays, don't go out again, and don't cause troubles, which will make me uncomfortable peaceful."

Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, she saluted and turned around.

Ning Qiang's eyes were a little more unbearable.

Even Lu Yi who was sitting next to Lu Chongshan sighed silently.

If other young masters and ladies have such a martial arts foundation, I am afraid that they will be given preferential treatment in the clan.

But instead of Lu Jing, the old lady is so impatient...

Lu Jing was very calm, she walked a few steps with her head held high, and then suddenly remembered something.

He turned around and said, "My nephew was very happy when my uncle came back, and I just happened to find an excellent word in an ancient book.

When I was young, I heard that my uncle had excellent poems and essays, so I copied that poem today and wanted to give it to my uncle as a gift. "

While Lu Jing was talking, he took out another folded toilet paper.

Lu Chongshan, whose eyes were always numb, just raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Lu Jing, and then lowered his head again.

Lu Yi beside him rolled her eyes, and without waiting for the other elders to speak, she quickly stood up, ran down the hall, and brought up the piece of paper.

Lu Jing also took Qingyue away.

Lu Chongshan loves his little girl the most.

Even in the Jokhang Temple, every few months, Lu Yi would always pass over to meet him.

Even Mrs. Zhu never had such treatment.

Lu Yi took the paper and stepped forward, spread it carefully, and said with a smile, "Daddy, Lu Jing's handwriting is very good. You used to like calligraphy, why don't you take a look?"

Lu Chongshan thought for a while, and silently passed the straw paper.

eyes down.

His expression changed slightly, and then his body shook violently, the sadness in his eyes became stronger, but he became a little more angry, not as numb as before...

Many people in the banquet hall were very curious when they saw Lu Chongshan's reaction.

Even Old Madam Ning straightened up and said to Lu Yi, "Little granddaughter, what words were written on that paper?"

Lu Yi leaned her head, with her ponytails dangling, she read softly: "Ten years of life and death are boundless, don't think about it, never forget it, a lonely grave thousands of miles away, there is no place to talk about desolation..."

(end of this chapter)