Mr. Jiu replied casually: "This is what I drew when I was young, and I also wrote the calligraphy. But later my right arm was broken, and I started writing and painting with my left hand again. But for some reason, I didn't see any progress after practicing for a long time, but became worse and worse."

It’s getting worse.”

The author of this painting is Mr. Jiu...

The twelve gentlemen in the library have a high status and naturally have corresponding talents. Otherwise, how could they be admired by scholars all over the world?

Lu Jing's face remained calm, but he felt extremely regretful in his heart.

Because Mr. Jiu's right arm is broken.

There are few paintings like this from Qin Li.

"It's past the hour today, so you don't have to be busy with your classes. You just need to tidy up. When you come tomorrow, I will introduce you to the other teachers in Hanmo Academy."

As Mr. Jiu said this, Lu Jing's cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

He saluted Mr. Jiu and said with a bit of embarrassment: "Mr. Jiu, Lu Jing wants to take a day off tomorrow because I have something important to do tomorrow."

When he first came to Hanmo Academy, Lu Jing was late. Now that it was time to start classes, Lu Jing had to take another day off, which really made him embarrassed.

Mr. Jiu thought it was okay, waved his hand and said: "The subjects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all taught by the disciples in the library on their own initiative.

It doesn't matter if you come a few days late. After all, you are too young. Even if you have classes, it is still a question whether anyone will come to listen.

Tomorrow is the first day. If no one comes, it is very likely that you will have to stay alone in the teaching pavilion for a day, so you go and do your work. I will mention it to other students tomorrow so that they can be prepared."

Lu Jing's expression froze, which surprised him.

Later, Mr. Jiu actually asked Lu Jing many questions about writing and ink, and Lu Jing answered patiently and expressed his own opinions. After half an hour, Mr. Jiu was still enthusiastic and even persuaded Lu Jing to eat at the Hanmo Academy.

After dinner, Lu Jing only said that someone was waiting for him.

So, Mr. Jiu personally sent Lu Jing to his new house. Everything in the house was like new, there wasn't even much dust. It was obvious that this house had been taken care of.

After getting to know Lu Jing for a while, Mr. Jiu personally escorted him out of Hanmo Academy.

Many gentlemen and students in the academy naturally saw this scene.

Among them was Yuan Zhushan, who was still looking at this place with surprise on his face.

The eyes of many people beside him also fell on Lu Jing. Besides being amazed, there were also many doubts on their faces.

If a gentleman with a beautiful beard reminded them: "The library is open to all kinds of rivers, even a young scholar can join the library as a teacher if he has a skill that can surpass most people in the world."

Therefore, you must always hone yourself. Don’t be envious, don’t be surprised, and don’t have doubts. There are no ordinary people who can become teachers in the library.”

The students around him were taught this lesson and saluted the gentleman with the beautiful beard.

Lu Jing left Hanmo Academy and walked along the main road, passing through the first floor and heading to the main entrance of the library.

On the path next to the Self-cultivation Tower, the side entrance is still some distance from Hanmo Academy. In addition, Lu Jing does not have to go back to Lu Mansion, but to go to Guyue Tower on Jingyin Street, so it is closer to take the main entrance.

It wasn't long ago that Lu Jing entered the library not long ago.

But at this time, because it was Youshi, it was dinner time, so there were more and more disciples in the library.

Moreover, Lu Jing discovered that many of these disciples noticed him walking on the main road from a distance.

They were whispering, and their eyes were exactly the same as those of the students in Hanmo Academy just now.

Most of them were exclamations and doubts, and naturally there were a lot of doubts and frowns.

Facing many eyes.

Lu Jing, however, didn't feel any pain in his back and still walked out of the library calmly.

After leaving the library and crossing two streets, you can already see carriages coming and going.

Lu Jing got on a carriage and asked it to go to Jingyin Mansion. Then he closed his eyes and concentrated on running the Daxue Mountain Zhenxuan Gong and breathing it in with the technique.

Qi and blood circulate, rushing through the internal organs.

His internal organs were gradually enveloped by invisible energy and blood, looking like a furnace!

This is the method by which Qi and blood are used to forge a furnace, and it is also the method of breaking through the Daxue Mountain Zhenxuan Gong.

Nowadays, Lu Jing is not far from the realm of the furnace. As soon as he enters the furnace, his energy and blood surge with every move he makes. His whole body is being tempered by the furnace. After a long period of tempering, his bones are no longer just ringing with gold and iron.

It's literally as hard as steel.

At this level, ordinary soldiers cannot harm the furnace monks without the blessing of thick energy and blood.

"Compared to my talent in martial arts, there is indeed a lot of gap between my talent in martial arts."

Not only did he practice for a while, but after practicing the Qi and Blood Zhoutian once, he let out a long breath.

At this time, the carriage had already arrived in front of Guyue Tower.

Qing Yue was sitting in the wing room of Guyue Building, holding her chin with one hand and looking forward to it in her eyes.

She didn't go out all day today because Lu Jing told her to stay in the guest room for the past two days.

Because of this warning, Qingyue also had lunch in the room today.

Fortunately, when Zhao Wanliang came to invite Lu Jing this morning, it was the waiter who informed her. Lu Jing only said that a friend was visiting and did not tell Qing Yue that it was someone from the Lu family who called her.

Otherwise, I'm afraid Qing Yue will be even more worried at this time.

"Youshi has passed, why hasn't the young master come back yet?" Qing Yue's charming moon-like face was a little discouraged. She looked at the door frequently, and when she saw that there was no sound at the door, she turned her head in disappointment.

I don't know how many times I have done this today.

But after this time, a soft sound suddenly came from the door. Qingyue turned around suddenly, and another familiar voice came from the door: "It's me."

A look of surprise suddenly spread on Qing Yue's face.

——

There is no moon or stars in today's night.

Maybe it was because it had snowed during the day, and there was a bit more chill between the sky and the earth.

Everyone in Nanfu has his own plans tonight.

Nan Tinggui still had a look of determination on his face, not knowing what decision he was making.

Nan Heyu went to Zhutai River again today. Now that he had made a decision, there was no hesitation in his eyes.

She stood in the courtyard, and the blue water bloomed with brilliance and danced around her.

If there are people with stronger cultivation, they can probably feel that Nan Heyu's soul burning with divine fire is actually in the shape of a sword.

And the sword intent that burst out from her body at this time was even sharper than the famous sword Qian Xiushui.

People all over the world know that Jian Qian Xiushui is well-known, and they also know that Nan Heyu is the world's best swordsman, but they don't know that she has a feathered sword heart.

She was practicing her sword and thinking about many things.

At this moment, another figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. It was Mr. Shan during the day. He made many gestures towards Nan Heyu.

Nan Heyu pondered slightly, walked out of his house, and went all the way to a small pond in the backyard of Nanfu.

There is also a luxurious house in front of the small pond.

Nan Heyu walked into it and saw that his father was also there.

In front of the window, a thin old man was looking at the pool noodles outside the window.

This thin old man looks a bit rich and noble, wearing gold, silver, and many accessories that would be considered treasures in this world. He looks a bit exaggerated.

But his eyes looked very sober.

"grandfather……"

Nan Heyu lowered his head and saluted the old man.

Nan Tinggui also stood respectfully, but the look of exhaustion in his eyes became stronger.

This thin old man with incredible wealth was the Duke of Nanguo, who was famous in the past and was known as the Great Mountain!

"As people get older, they always look forward and backward when making decisions. They always think about taking care of their relatives, and also want to protect the family fortune that was created with a straw knife, so they have all these trivial matters."

Duke Nan turned his head and looked at Nan Tinggui: "It's my fault that I thought too much before, always thinking that I could let you go safely, but it made such a mess.

You came here today just to persuade me to break off the engagement, right?"

Nan Tinggui remained silent, and in the silence he already had the answer.

When Nan Heyu heard Nan Lao Guogong's words, he lowered his head and became even more afraid to look at his father.

The more you look at, the more you have to think about farewell. How easy is it to say goodbye to family members?

But Duke Nan sighed, looked at Nan Ting and said, "Do you know that the Holy Lord intends to reward the seventh prince?

The seventh prince made a big mistake when he was young. He studied and practiced in Liuyun Palace for nine years, but now he has become more gentle. There are many atmospheres in every move. He is about to consummate his mistakes. That day, the great Situ and I drank together, openly and secretly.

Tell me, the Seventh Prince is about to leave the cabinet and build a palace, but now he is weak... This is what the Holy Lord is asking me through the mouth of the Great Situ!"

Nanlao Guogong's words seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

But Nan Tinggui raised his head, with some confusion in his eyes, and some... fear!

The Seventh Prince's cultivation has already become strong, and his nine years of studying have also sharpened his mind. However, after nine years of thinking, he has never left the government to open a government. Except for the power of his mother's Chu family, no one supports him.
To be continued...