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Chapter 125 The general held the knife, I held the pen, the boy was in the stable(1/4)

Reading under the moonlight

Lu Jing's eyes were still on the young man.

When the young man heard the word "library", his expression suddenly changed, and his face actually showed a bit of youthful vigor.

There was some light of hope in his originally depressed and numb eyes.

The eyes of the middle-aged manager also changed in Xumi.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Jing carefully and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Lu Jing from the library. The invitation I wrote to Mr. Lu Jing at that time was written by me!"

When Zhao Zimo, the Xuanwei general of the dynasty, was still living in Guyue Tower in Lu Jing, he sent someone to deliver invitations.

At that time, the invitations were also sent by General Liaoyuan of the current dynasty and Dr. Tongyi...

This is why Lu Jing taught Qing Yue to learn hairpin small regular script in order to reply to these high-ranking officials in Xuandu, so as not to be rude.

When several guards escorting the young man heard the middle-aged steward's words, they looked at each other with hesitation in their eyes.

The middle-aged steward glanced at the young man, then saluted Lu Jing and said, "Mr. Lu Jing, please go to the east hall to rest for a while. I will report to my master right away."

When he said this, he looked at the young groom who was being escorted by several guards, frowned and said, "It's your luck to meet such a kind-hearted young master today."

Immediately he said to Lu Jing: "Mr. Lu Jing is a kind-hearted person and wants to intercede for this derelict groom. It is naturally his destiny.

However, the nobles in the palace have to say something about this servant's treatment. Please forgive me, sir."

Lu Jing nodded and said, "When I see General Xuanwei, I will naturally tell him about this matter."

The middle-aged manager nodded, waved slightly, turned sideways, and made a gesture of invitation to Lu Jing.

General Xuanwei was a military attaché of the fifth rank in the dynasty. Now he is in the dynasty and holds the title of General Xuanwei. His rank is actually the same as that of Lu Shenxiao General Lu Shenyuan in the Lu family.

Once deployed, tens of thousands of troops can be commanded to patrol the borders.

However, in Taixuan Jing, General Xuanwei was actually a casual official with no real power.

But because General Xuanwei, Zhao Zimo, had extraordinary martial arts skills, he was originally from a poor family, and he studied hard, but because he did not achieve anything in his studies, he joined the army. Unexpectedly, he was awarded the title of general because of his military exploits on the border.

He can also be regarded as a legendary figure in Taixuan Capital.

Lu Jing was sitting in the east hall of General Xuanwei's mansion.

And the young man was still tied tightly with chains, kneeling seven or eight feet away from the east hall.

Just now, Lu Jing walked all the way into the east hall, and the middle-aged steward introduced him.

This young man's name was Wei Jingzhe. He was originally a groom in a merchant's house. Later, when General Xuanwei gained power, all the mansions in Xuandu were run by that merchant, so he was sent to this general's house.

The young groom named Wei Jingzhe was kneeling in the courtyard. When he saw Lu Jing looking at him from a distance, he slowly kowtowed to Lu Jing and saluted!

Although he was speechless, the gratitude in his heart was already revealed in the kowtow.

Just at this moment, a tall, majestic, well-dressed middle-aged man with a beard and an aquiline nose slowly walked into the east hall with his hands behind his back.

This middle-aged man with a rough face and sharp eyes walked into the central hall with his hands behind his back.

Lu Jing only felt a hot wind coming with him and falling directly on Lu Jing.

"Mr. Lu Jing."

Xuanwei General Zhao Zimo looked smiling and waved his hands gently: "Sir, there is no need to salute. When I was young, I also determined to study, but later I got nothing, but I am still a scholar in my heart.

You are the gentleman of the library, so naturally you don't need to salute me."

Zhao Zimo smiled boldly, spoke like thunder, and his black beard trembled with majesty.

Behind Zhao Zimo was a young master who looked to be one or two years older than Lu Jing.

But he followed Zhao Zimo into the east hall and saluted Lu Jing respectfully.

"Mr. Lu Jing, this is Quan Zi."

Zhao Zimo introduced: "You came to visit today. I specially called him here so that he could see what youthful grace is."

With a smile on his face, General Xuanwei looked Lu Jingjian up and down, his eyes filled with admiration.

However, the young master poured tea for the two of them respectfully. There was no displeasure on his face, but he was enjoying the tea. Occasionally he looked at Lu Jing, with only reverence in his eyes.

"He came to bother me without even handing me a greeting card. It was Lu Jing who was abrupt."

Lu Jing had a good impression of the bold Zhao Zimo.

Just hearing this name makes me sound like a well-behaved scholar with a few ideas in mind.

But in his conduct, General Xuanwei was so powerful that many people in Xuandu hated him, and many people sincerely admired him.

"When Mr. Lu Jing summoned the beast to meet the emperor, I happened to be leaving the palace, and I happened to see the heroic appearance of the young gentleman at that time.

At that time I was very envious of Lu Shenyuan, he actually gave birth to a good son."

Zhao Zimo said: "Nowadays, among the scholars in Xuandu, there are some who have character and integrity.

, there are also noble people, but it is rare to see people who are born in a humble family and can be determined at a young age.

I often use Mr. Lu Jing to motivate my sons. I just hope that they will be born in luxury, but will not lose their ambition to climb high because of luxury."

Lu Jing was a little dazed. He had never thought that General Xuanwei had such a high opinion of him.

The Young Master of the Zhao family was standing behind Zhao Zimo. He seemed to be influenced by his father. He looked at Lu Jing as if he were seeing a famous teacher.

"This Xuandu mansion is not all like the Lu family. It is rare to see Zhao Zimo's strict education."

With Lu Jing thinking like this, another servant was serving food. Zhao Zimo invited Lu Jing to taste it, and asked Lu Jing about the lives of the young scholars in the library.

From the look in Zhao Zimo's eyes, Lu Jing could clearly see that he still yearned for studying.

After about tea time, the middle-aged steward came over and whispered a few words to General Xuanwei.

General Xuanwei then looked at the young groom Wei Jingzhe outside the east hall.

"Two giant horses are worth thousands of gold, so it is appropriate for you to treat them like this."

Zhao Zimo first nodded to the middle-aged steward.

Then he smiled at Lu Jing and said: "I don't usually take care of many things in this mansion, and the servants are also managed by this steward. Now that something like this has happened, if this young man is spared, the servants in the mansion will probably have trouble."

So relaxed."

"Conquering a subordinate is like marching. Only by keeping clear rewards and punishments at all times can we ensure that there is no chaos in the palace."

When Zhao Zimo said this, he paused slightly and smiled at Lu Jing: "But this young man also has merit. If he hadn't made a mistake, how could Mr. Lu Jing come to the house to plead for him?

Besides, not many of the servants in the He Mansion are as lucky as him, so why not spare him once?"

General Xuanwei waved his hand and said to the steward: "Let him go and give him some medicine to treat his whip wounds."

This surprised Lu Jing, who had originally prepared a lot of speeches about studying, young people's aspirations, etc.

But to General Xuanwei, two giant horses seemed to be nothing.

"I think Mr. Lu Jing also received many invitations after he became famous. Most of these invitations were for recruiting him, but I am different. I just wanted to talk to him and see his youthful ambition."

The heroic smile on Zhao Zimo's face gradually faded. He didn't know what he thought of. He shook his head and said: "Twenty years ago, I studied hard in a poor family. I thought that without learning, you can't expand your talents, and without ambition, you can't learn.

But later on, the Zhao family became more and more declining. I had been studying for several years, my mother died of illness, and my father was addicted to gambling. Even the young lady with whom I was engaged was unwilling to marry me, and I never even passed the imperial examination."

Zhao Zimo sighed: "In order to avoid my father's gambling debts and to have a bite of food, I had to abandon my studies and join the army. Unexpectedly, I practiced martial arts and became a different situation!

But... I still think that the inspiration of a young man is too valuable. Even today, when I think of myself as a student at that time, I only think that the ambition of a young man is very valuable. I have been in the army for more than ten years, but my youthful spirit has faded away, and I am only left with a life of killing.

Cutting, only one body of red blood is left, even if one cultivates one body of innate air blood, it will not be perfect in the end."

Zhao Zimo said this.

Lu Jing finally understood why the heroic general in front of him looked at him so highly.

Because he still has regrets in his heart about the young man's determination to study.

I have regrets when I was young, not to mention that when I reach middle age, when I am getting old and decayed, I may still sigh and wish I could be a young man again.

Because of this, Lu Jing only felt that the General Xuanwei in front of him was a little different.

So he thought for a moment and said, "General, life is full of changes in the world, so why do you have to regret it?"

"Young people don't have to be beautiful and beautiful, and a red-blooded liver and gallbladder are also extraordinary."

Lu Jing turned his head sideways, looked at Wei Jingzhe who was being unchained, and said softly: "The general is a son of a poor family. He failed to study when he was young, but he joined the army and armed himself with a gun, and fought with blood and liver and gallbladder. Now he is sitting in the general's mansion.

Although he is not a Confucian official who writes, he has achieved perfection along the way."

"I am a concubine of a wealthy family. I have never held a sword, and I have never gone into battle to kill the enemy. However, I have also studied at a young age and have never fallen into the quagmire."

"And the horseman Wei Jingzhe in the distance..."

A smile appeared on his lips: "I bumped into him today accidentally. I heard that he was a horseman, but he still took the time to study. I heard that he said that you can't die without losing your innocence. It reminded me of my former self.

A young horseman has never been high-spirited, nor has he seen the red sleeves waving all over the building. His shoulders are not covered with grass growing and orioles flying, and the breeze is bright and the moon is shining brightly. Instead, he is filled with smelly dung. He may not have any determination, but he is still a state of life!"

"The general holds the sword, I hold the pen, and this young man is reading under the moonlight in the stable... No matter what, there should be no regrets in the future."

Lu Jing spoke slowly.

At this time, the young man was already kneeling in the middle of the east hall.
To be continued...
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