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

Chapter 76 How Much Is Mr. Si's Sword Worth? (Ask for the first order, ask for a monthly pass!)

In a very short period of time, the words of the two heavens have spread throughout Taixuanjing.

In Taixuanjing, countless literati and poets have all copied it, and many painted boats and red buildings have sung it.

There are also many high-ranking officials who love poetry, and they all search for the traces of Su Shi and Li Bai all over the world, but they find nothing.

Taixuan Palace in Taixuanjing!

In the vast palaces, there is no need to say extravagance. In many luxurious buildings, precious woods are used as beams, crystal jade is used as walls, and pearls from the South China Sea are used as curtains.

The table table is made of old jade with sinking water and old wood with agarwood. The white jade on the floor is embedded with golden beads, and lotus flowers are inlaid with mercury. Walking on the white jade road in Taixuan Palace, it is called a lotus growing step by step.

This vast complex of palaces shines with dazzling light even under the autumn sun. There are deep and deep palaces, some of which are solemn and flashy, some of which are majestic and brilliant.

Among these many palaces, the most noble ones are Taixian Palace and Taiqian Palace.

Taigan Palace is the place where Dafu Shengjun Chongtian Emperor handled government affairs and held court meetings.

But Taixian Palace is Emperor Chongtian's study, and when he sees his ministers after the court meeting, he will meet them in this Taixian Palace.

But these five or six days.

The gate of the Taixian Palace is always closed, but there is a curl of sandalwood coming out of it, and there are faint voices coming from it. There are two Huangmen Diaosi guarding the gate carefully, listening to the announcement at any time.

The reason for this is not because Emperor Chongtian was in the Taixian Palace.

In the past few days, Emperor Chongtian has gone to nowhere, and he has not had a court meeting for five or six days in a row. Jiang Shiraishi, the chief minister of the Taishu Pavilion, also disappeared with him.

Therefore, it was Sheng Ruzhou, the second assistant minister, who presided over the government affairs these days.

He once asked about the Yellow Gate of Taixian Palace, but the Yellow Gate only said that the Holy Monarch was not in Taixian Palace.

Many courtiers could not help but wonder...

That being the case, who can live in the Taixian Palace for five or six days?

And at this moment, in that palace that puzzled many courtiers.

Jiang Shiraishi was sitting on the futon, looking down at the chessboard on the dragon table in front of him.

He was still holding on to a white ball in his hand, and his hale and hearty face was somewhat sad, as if he couldn't get to the "emergency place", and his high eyes were also taken by the sunspots...

If other people see Jiang Shiraishi's sad face, they will probably be surprised by it.

Because Jiang Shiraishi, the chief assistant of the Great Fu, has an extraordinary reputation among chess players in the world. Among the seventy-two endgames in the world, Jiang Shiraishi alone broke three out of ten.

All the black people in the world want to meet Bai Zi, the son of Dafu Jiang Shoufu.

There are many people who come here for fame, but very few people can play chess with Jiang Shiraishi.

And among those players, almost none can win.

Even if you win occasionally, there are many reasons for it, most of which are careless and absent-minded situations.

But today, Jiang Shiraishi held that white piece in his hand, looked at the chessboard full of chess, looked at the big dragon on the board, but didn't know where to place the piece.

After a long time, Jiang Shiraishi sighed suddenly, and slowly put the white pieces in his hand off the board.

"Immortal Tianque... is truly well-deserved."

Jiang Shiraishi's voice is not old, but it is weak at the moment.

And the one sitting opposite him at the moment...

It turned out to be a young man.

The boy looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in black, with a pale complexion, as if there was no trace of blood.

His eyes were stiff and numb, and with his bluish lips, he looked like he was seriously ill.

With ginger Shiraishi sacrificial child.

The boy also stood up slowly.

His body was a little stiff, and his gait was quite strange, not like any noble person.

But when he stood up, Jiang Shiraishi, the chief assistant of the Taishu Pavilion, also stood up and followed behind the boy.

"This time... just let it go like this, you are defeated."

The boy spoke with a strange tone of voice.

Jiang Shiraishi smiled, nodded and said: "Being humbled, maybe the distinguished guests should go to Beiqin to find their national grand master. Compared with him, my chess skills are even worse."

"I'll come back next time, but I don't know when." The young man turned around, his eyes were ruthless, as if he was a puppet.

There seemed to be some great terror in the depths of the eyes.

If it is an ordinary person, if he is looked at like this, he will be deeply trapped in that great terror and will eventually be unable to extricate himself.

But Jiang Shiraishi still had a smile in his eyes. The old minister Zhou, who was over a hundred years old this year, didn't have the slightest energy and blood in his body, and his soul was also very ordinary, with no trace of practice.

It was such an old man who looked at the young man who came with great terror in front of him, except when he was playing chess just now, there was no trace of fear in his face or eyes, and there was only admiration for the young man's chess skills.

"Alternatively, you can stay in Taixuanjing first. I have sent a letter to the Grand Master of Northern Qin. Although he is a first-class Yuanshen cultivator in Northern Qin, he is also a chess player.

If I tell him clearly that there is a chess player in Taixuanjing who can easily beat me, he will pack his bags and come to Taixuanjing tomorrow. "

The young nobleman shook his head slowly, and looked up at the sky: "I won't stay long, at most two or three cups of tea time will return, you bid farewell to Shengjun on my behalf, when I have free time, I will come to Taixuanjing as a guest."

Ginger Shiraishi nodded.

So, the young nobleman walked towards the door, and the Huangmen Diao Temple, who was standing outside the door, seemed to sense something and opened the door.

The young nobleman passed the door in this way and walked into the sunlight.

And then... disappeared.

As the breeze blew, the young man's figure disappeared, and there was no one in the sky above the jade brick in the distance.

Jiang Shiraishi watched him leave from a distance, but the smile in his eyes disappeared quietly.

He just stood at the gate of Taixian Palace, staring at the many huge palaces in the distance in a daze.

After a long time, he suddenly woke up, took a deep breath, and walked slowly outside the palace.

Along the way, many courtiers also saluted him with curiosity in their eyes.

He remained silent.

Walking out of the Tiannan Gate, an elegant middle-aged man in his forties was waiting in the distance.

"My lord father."

The middle-aged man saw Jiang Shiraishi coming out, so he went up to meet him.

"How are you here?" Jiang Shiraishi glanced at him lightly and moved on.

The middle-aged man carefully took out two pages of paper from his sleeve, stepped forward quickly, and handed them to Jiang Shoufu with a bow.

Ginger Shiraishi frowned.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "On these two pages, there are two words from heaven.

In the past few days, it has spread all over Taixuanjing. "

Jiang Shiraishi finally stopped and took the two pages from the middle-aged man.

Slowly open and read...

His expression changed slightly at first, and then he became more and more surprised. There were many expressions in his eyes, and there was admiration on his face...

"Where did these two phrases... come from?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "These two words have already been spread, but these two pages were sent by Princess Chong'an, saying that she would use this as a letter of worship, and then give Father a wonderful word from heaven."

When the middle-aged man said this, he paused for a moment, seemed to think of something again, and continued: "The person who came to send the greeting card is Jing Guan Yue, the counselor next to Princess Chong'an, and he told me these few words are true. The real celestial words are obtained by the celestial beings who enter the fairyland and listen to poems and reciting words in the fairyland in the sky."

"Heavenly words? Celestial fairyland? Immortal wisdom?" Jiang Shiraishi continued to move forward, but walked a little more hurriedly: "There is another immortal wisdom in this world. This person with immortal wisdom is me Dafu person?"

The middle-aged man also followed behind Jiang Shiraishi, hesitantly said: "I don't know, probably I am a big fugitive."

Jiang Shiraishi glanced sideways at the middle-aged man and shook his head.

"These two words are already so wonderful, and the princess still has one in her hand? This is a grand event in my literary world, and that's the case... Even if the princess wants something, I should still see her.

It's best... to see this extremely precious immortal and wise man again. "

——

Another day, but early in the morning, the concubine got up and went to nowhere.

Qingyue was busy in the side room, preparing to cook some sweet meat porridge.

There are also visitors in Lu Jing's courtyard.

It was Sheng Zi and Lu Yi.

They didn't plan to eat in Lu Jing's courtyard, but kept saying that they had already eaten, which made Lu Jing who wanted to entertain them feel a little embarrassed.

The reason why the two came so early was that since Lu Jing went to the library, he had left early and returned late, and if he came earlier, he could still meet him. If he came to the west courtyard too late, it was his daughter's house after all, so it was not in accordance with etiquette.

In the small courtyard, Lu Yi flicked her two ponytails, frowning, dressed in red, looking down at the wooden sword in Lu Jing's hand.

The black wooden sword seemed to be able to absorb light, and the morning sun's rays shone on the wooden sword, but there was no reflection at all.

"Lu Jing, did you sharpen this sword yourself?" Sheng Zi asked curiously: "You are also surprised, but you refused to accept the excellent gentleman's sword I prepared for you. How did you get on the stage?"

"Can't get on stage?" Lu Jing chuckled inwardly.

If people in the world know that this black sandalwood sword was used by Mr. Shulou Si in his early years, he only needs to sell it, and maybe he can buy a street or two in the center of Taixuanjing.

Of course, this is just a joke in Lu Jing's mind.

This sword was given to him by Mr. Guanqi on behalf of Mr. Si, so how can it be sold?

"Lu Jing, do you know that the Junzi sword I gave you that day is a famous sixth-rank sword, and even the young masters of many aristocratic families can't get a single one.

In the huge Lu Mansion, only Lu Feng has a sixth-grade famous sword, how about it? If you regret it now, I will send a servant to fetch it. "

Listening to Sheng Zi's words, Lu Jing couldn't help becoming curious.

"This black sandalwood sword is Mr. Si's sword... how much should it be worth?"

He planned to wait for Sheng Zi and Lu Yi to leave, so he used the Lushan Guanshen Jade to take a closer look at the sword of Mr. Si, who had gone to the gate of heaven but felt bored and descended to the mortal world.

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