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

Chapter 80 Moonlight falling sword, more than two or three sharp

As the chief assistant of the Taishu Pavilion, which was extremely powerful in the Dafu Dynasty, Jiang Shiraishi's mansion was located in the famous Qingyun Street, but it was only a three-entry courtyard, but it was not very luxurious.

Even though this middle hall can't be called thrifty, it is much worse than Lu's mansion.

The only thing that is special is the huge carved rosewood table in the nave.

In the center of the table case, there is a small tripod. If you look carefully, there are mountains, rivers and flowing water engraved on the small tripod, which is extremely fine.

And around the small cauldron, there are many famous people's calligraphy, paintings and precious poems carefully placed.

In this great world, almost all scholars know that Mr. Shoufu doesn't like gold, silver, or treasures, but good calligraphy, painting and poetry.

One or two valuable calligraphy and paintings and poems by famous masters are indispensable if you want to enter the court of Mr. Shoufu.

There are also officials in the DPRK impeaching Jiang Shiraishi, wishing him to use this to make money, corrupt and pervert the law.

But Jiang Shiraishi never refuted, and the papers handed over by the officials of Qing History Taiwan always fell into the sea, and there was no comment from the sage.

Over time, Master Shoufu's reputation for love of poetry, calligraphy and painting became known all over the world.

There was even a Northern Qin secret agent who sent the priceless "Misty and Rainy Map of Nanshan Mountain" and wanted to make something out of it. Even if he couldn't get some information from Mr. Shoufu, he could still plant it on Jiang Shiraishi's back as a collaborator. charges.

As for the result...

That very precious picture of Misty Rain in Nanshan is now hanging on the west wall of the middle hall.

Mr. Shoufu was sitting in front of the table, looking at the gold leaf in his hand unharmed.

On a wooden chair not far away, Princess Chong'an was sitting upright, with soft water waiting behind him, and another old man in Taoist robes bowed slightly.

Whether it was Roushui or the old man in Taoist robes, their eyes fell on the ground in front of them.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't dare to look at the leader Jiang Shiraishi.

The golden page paper held by Jiang Shiraishi is naturally the well-deserved heavenly word written by Lu Jing,

Princess Chong'an remained silent, sitting on a chair and waiting.

But at this moment, Princess Chong'an was still a little nervous.

Because half an hour has passed since Jiang Shoufu got the golden page.

For half an hour, Jiang Shoufu has been sitting motionless, and his deep eyes have been staring at that question...

It took a long time to even blink, and they were in a hurry, lest the heavenly words in their hands would slip away.

Even his other hand was still trembling slightly.

Princess Chong'an naturally saw Jiang Shoufu's trembling hand.

Can't help thinking: "Just like what Jing Ruyue said to me, this queer word is the supreme treasure for all poetry lovers in the world. "

Jiang Shoufu is also like this at this moment.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Jiang Shoufu took a deep breath, and carefully placed the gold leaf paper on the table as if he had found a treasure. He was afraid that the gold leaf paper would be blown up by the autumn wind, so he specially found a paperweight and put it away evenly. .

"This que...is indeed a word from heaven."

Jiang Shoufu put down the words, but his eyes still fell on the paper, and he said softly: "I saw the words and sentences on the gold leaf paper, and in a daze, I seemed to see a wise man wandering in a long fairyland , he walked through the long river of time in that fairyland, and along the way, there were immortals reciting poems softly in his ears."

"When will the bright moon come... When such a queer word falls from the sky, how can those famous poets in the world dare to write Mid-autumn ci?"

Princess Chong'an felt much more at ease when she heard Jiang Shoufu's heartfelt praise for this phrase.

She just listened silently and didn't say much.

Jiang Shoufu's lips moved slightly, as if he had recited it again, then he turned his head and sighed: "It's me who read the words, who can see this queer word, and I feel lucky, pleasantly surprised, and also a little scared."

"I have seen these Mid-Autumn Festival poems, how can the future Mid-Autumn Festival poems catch my eyes?"

When Jiang Shiraishi said this, he changed the subject, looked at Princess Chong'an again, and asked carefully: "I still have some questions, can I ask the princess to clarify my doubts?"

Concubine Chong'an is dignified and elegant, her body is in a palace dress of colorful dark flowers and cloud brocade, shimmering in the light of Ye Mingzhu.

"It's enough for Jiang Shoufu to ask, what else can I ask?"

There was more expectation in Jiang Shiraishi's eyes, and he asked carefully: "The old man wants to ask the princess, is this person of immortal wisdom the extractor Lu Jing recorded in the dictionary of the library?"

Princess Chong'an's expression remained unchanged, she just smiled and said: "The man of immortal wisdom gave me such a heavenly word, how can I easily say his name?

If Jiang Shoufu wanted to know, he probably didn't need to ask Ben Gong. "

Jiang Shoufu nodded, put his hands on his knees, and said with some concern: "It would be best if this person of immortal wisdom is from my Dafu people. Always pay attention.

A person with xianhui has a penetrating soul and can be called unparalleled. If you don't pay attention to it a little bit, you will be another Fu Wudao. "

Princess Chong'an knew who Fu Wudao Jiang Shoufu was talking about.

He was originally the prince and grand teacher of Li Xia Kingdom, but later Li Xia Kingdom was annihilated by the army led by the Dafu Shaozhu Kingdom.

A few years later, there was a sword-wielding warrior named Fu Wudao in this world.

He once assassinated Shaozhu Kingdom twice in the army, and he also wanted to assassinate Emperor Chongtian when Dafu Chongtian was enshrining Zen in Mount Tai.

Although he failed to succeed in the three assassinations, he also escaped unscathed, and his reputation shook the world.

And he also gave up his real name and called himself Fu Wudao, and the meaning contained in it need not be mentioned.

This Fu Wudao is a man of immortal wisdom.

He has never cultivated Yuanshen, but he has read many books and knows many truths, and he has taught Prince Li Xia for twenty-three years.

The kingdom of Lixia was destroyed, and Fu Wudao saw the fairyland, but he did not cultivate the soul, but practiced the martial arts, and he made great progress!

This is the frightening thing about a person of Xianhui, and it's no wonder Jiang Shoufu is so defensive.

Princess Chong'an never disclosed to Jiang Shoufu the news that Lu Jing is a person of Xianhui.

However, Princess Chong'an knew that in the newly compiled lyric book by the academy, all the excerpts mentioned in the book about life and death in ten years and raising a glass to relieve sorrow and sorrow were all Lu Jing.

With the hands and eyes of Mr. Dafu Shoufu, Lu Jing will naturally be found out very quickly.

At this time, Princess Chong'an actually thought it was a good thing.

"If Jiang Shoufu thinks that Mr. Lu Jing is a useful talent, then Mr. Lu Jing will reach the sky in one step, which is also a good thing..."

At this point in her thoughts, she thought of her daughter again, and was about to speak.

But Jiang Shoufu waved his hand lightly.

In this empty room, the void twisted for a while.

Immediately afterwards, a Primordial Spirit cultivator who was completely wrapped in black, wearing a black cloak and a ghost helmet, walked out of the void.

Then he saluted Jiang Shiraishi respectfully and handed him a small box.

The box was about half the size of a palm, and seemed ordinary.

Jiang Shiraishi took the small box from the man in black, and the figure of the man in black dissipated like smoke and disappeared in an instant.

Whether it was Princess Chong'an, or Roushui and Taoist counselors behind her, seeing such a scene, there was no suspicion in their eyes... It seemed that they were used to it.

Jiang Shiraishi stood up himself and took a few steps forward.

Princess Chong'an glanced lightly, Roushui suddenly felt something, stepped forward, and took the wooden box from Jiang Shiraishi.

"This is?" Princess Chong'an frowned.

Jiang Shiraishi returned to his seat and said, "I know the princess's request, but this matter... I will go and talk about it. I'm afraid the emperor won't allow it."

In an instant, Princess Chong'an took a deep breath, with a look of disappointment on her face.

Jiang Shiraishi said again: "With the dignity of a princess, I brought such a precious gift to see the old man. The old man has won the heavenly words, but he can't help the princess, which makes me panic."

"In that wooden box is a Seizing Heaven Pill."

When Jiang Shiraishi's words Duotian Pill came out, Princess Chong'an's eyes also shone brightly, and Roushui and the Taoist counselor's body trembled slightly, fearing to be impolite, they hurriedly stood still.

"The old man has spent his whole life, has never practiced martial arts, and has never embarked on the path of seeking truth from the primordial spirit, and he is already getting older after the age of one hundred.

Originally, this Duotian Pill was used by this old man to extend my life when my five internal organs were exhausted.

Today I want to give it to Princess Chong'an. "

Princess Chong'an was silent for a long time, her mouth showed some helplessness, she shook her head and said: "Jiang Shoufu, it's just a queer word, how can it be worth a Seizing Heaven Pill?"

Jiang Shoufu smiled casually: "This time it is a word from heaven, rare in the world, and it is extremely expensive, but if it is sent by someone else, it is naturally not worth a Seizing Heaven Pill, but it is naturally worth it for the princess to come.

What's more, the concubine also brought excellent news, that is, another person of immortal wisdom came out of me... It doesn't matter if the concubine doesn't want to tell the news about this person, I will visit him anyway. "

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The bleakness of autumn is already evident, and there are still many withered and yellow leaves on the road.

While thinking about the principles in today's excerpted books, he followed the afterglow of the setting sun to the gate of Lu Mansion's West Courtyard, but saw a familiar figure at the gate from a distance.

The person at the door was wearing a moon-white robe and a jade crown on his head. His face was like a peach blossom and his eyes were like water. He was an extremely handsome young man.

He saw Lu Jing coming from a distance, with a smile on his face, he walked towards Lu Jing quickly.

"Brother Jing." The boy said, "I went to look for you in the courtyard today, but you haven't come back yet, so I simply came to the door."

"Brother." Lu Jing smiled at the boy.

His smile was not fake, because the young man in front of him was Lu Jing's second brother Lu Qiong, and also the eldest son of the Lu family.

Lu Qiong is different from Mrs. Zhong, and also different from Lu Shenyuan.

Although he is always fuzzy and a little naughty on weekdays, he has no bad intentions.

I just play with the maids and girls in the courtyard every day, enjoy flowers and outings, and recite poems to make friends.

Later, after Lu Qiong and Lu Jing met several times, they also said a lot of good things for Lu Jing, and they really had a pure heart.

Lu Qiong also smiled at Lu Jing, with excitement in her eyes: "Brother Jing, those two phrases you excerpted have spread all over Taixuanjing. I went to the street today, and many people and women on the street casually Chanting, it's really great."

Lu Jing said with a smile: "These two que words were originally excellent, but now they have been compiled into the dictionary of the library, and they will soon become famous all over the world."

Lu Qiong nodded repeatedly, and then asked Lu Jing: "Brother Jing, do you still have such wonderful words? I have recited and copied many times with my sisters and sisters in the past few days, and I feel that such words are more precious. If there are many , you write me one too."

Lu Jing shook his head: "Now I don't remember much, if I can remember it in the future, I will leave it to my brother."

Lu Qiong patted Lu Jing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, I have peach blossom wine made from Taoshan peach blossoms. I will ask someone to bring you a bottle later."

When he said this, he added: "I only have two bottles, and I don't want to drink them on weekdays, so I'll give you one bottle today."

Lu Jing didn't want to receive rewards for nothing, and was about to refuse.

Lu Qiong looked behind Lu Jing, and then, the smile froze on his face, and he whispered to Lu Jing: "That's it, when you have free time, come to my courtyard, and I will be the host for a while."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Lu Jing to answer, he turned around in a hurry and went to Ximen again.

Lu Jing was a little puzzled, he turned to look.

However, under the poplar tree on the street in the distance, a monk wearing a black monk's robe, a golden hoop, a thick beard on his face, and a string of large Buddhist beads around his neck was looking in this direction.

He was looking at Lu Qiong.

Lu Jing was puzzled, only felt that the monk not far away was obviously a monk, but he didn't have a quiet and peaceful aura, and some were just violent and murderous.

Even if separated by an extremely long distance, Lu Jing felt chills.

He thought for a while, then looked at Lu Qiong behind him. Lu Qiong walked in a hurry and had already entered the west courtyard.

When Lu Jing looked at the monk again, he found that there was no figure under the poplar tree.

"This Lu Qiong with a pure heart... Pingping Township...."

He couldn't help but think of what the old man in the study building told him about Lu Qiong

While thinking about it, Lu Jing went back to the Lu Mansion and entered his small courtyard.

Qingyue had already prepared meals and waited for him.

That night.

The autumn wind was even worse, but Lu Jing sat in the courtyard, closed her eyes, and carefully comprehended the Daxue Mountain True Mysterious Art that had long been memorized in her mind.

After a long time, Lu Jing whispered to himself: "Taoist body training pays attention to a long period of accumulation. This method of breathing... is the key."

After a while.

Lu Jing was still sitting in the courtyard, but the black sandalwood sword in the room suddenly shone with light, and then shot out quickly, floating in the night sky.

The moonlight shines on it, and it is two or three points more sharp!

Lu Jing is a little more proficient in the sun moon sword light style of primordial supernatural power.

There is no moonlight today, neither Qiufeng nor Lu Jing knew about Dafu Shoufu and wanted to see him.

(end of this chapter)