If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 111: Dusty Treasures, Can Protect My Nanfu Undefeated (Three in One)
Chapter 111: Dusty Treasures, Can Protect My Nanfu Undefeated (Three in One)
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The two-story path was covered with a thin layer of white snow.
Lu Jing stepped on the white snow, making a rustling sound.
Looking from a distance, the towering mountains outside Taixuanjing look lonely and dark.
In such early snow weather, the sun is hidden behind the clouds and mist. Even if it can emit light, it does not appear warm.
The unitary hour had arrived, and Lu Jing walked along the path to Mr. Jiu's academy.
The library is huge, which is also due to the vastness of Taixuanjing.
The first floor is already very wide, and there are many fewer scholars on the second floor than on the first floor. However, this place in the library, which can be considered noble, does not appear to be narrow.
Because of this, there are many academies on the second floor.
Mr. Jiu's academy is called "Hanmo", and there are seven or eight teachers in the Hanmo Academy. These teachers have their own specialties, and they either teach a collection of classics and history, or teach essay writing.
There are also teachers who teach music, chess, calligraphy, painting, riding, and archery. But for such courses, students from the entire second floor can come and listen.
Being able to enter Mr. Jiu's Hanmo Academy is a commendable thing for a scholar on the second floor.
When Lu Jing entered Hanmo Academy, he felt that the academy was very elegant. The buildings were all made of green bricks and tiles, but the walls were pure white. There were also many pines and locust trees planted. Even in this bleak early winter, it did not feel monotonous.
Most of these buildings are where teaching is conducted.
When Lu Jing walked into Hanmo Academy, he could see many scholars coming and going.
Some of these scholars are young, some are old, some are well-dressed, and some are simply dressed.
This is probably the benefit of a library, as all kinds of people study under one roof.
They also saw Lu Jing arriving and saluted Lu Jing from a distance, some of the scholars still had surprise in their eyes.
Probably because he felt that it was very rare for a young scholar like Lu Jing to be admitted to Hanmo Academy.
Lu Jing looked around and happened to see a scholar in his thirties walking out of another bookstore.
This scholar was dressed in a green shirt and had an ordinary appearance, except that his two earlobes were very large and looked a bit strange when they hung down.
He may have seen him looking around here, but without thinking too much, he took two steps forward and asked, "Sir, which gentleman are you here to see?"
Lu Jing turned his head slightly, a strange feeling flashed in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it and said to the scholar in green shirt: "Brother Lao, I'm here to see Mr. Jiu."
The reason why he also has a strange color is because when he saw this green-shirted scholar, the fate of the cave demon was already in motion.
There was no change in his eyes, but he could see that there was a demonic aura permeating the green-shirted scholar.
The young man in front of me is a monster.
There are actually quite a few monsters in the library, especially on the second floor.
Lu Jing always sees something when he goes to the dining hall of the library, but this is the first time Lu Jing interacts with monsters and scholars, so he is inevitably a little surprised.
Hearing this, the scholar in green shirt was a little confused and said: "Mr. Jiu has not been teaching these days. Only gentlemen from the academy can see him on weekdays. You are..."
"I have an appointment with Mr. Jiu." Lu Jing said with a smile, "This is my first time at Hanmo Academy. I don't know which room belongs to Mr. Jiu."
The scholar in green shirt pointed to a green-tiled hut in the distance: "If you really have an appointment with Mr. Jiu, you can go directly to Mr. Jiu's house."
Lu Jing smiled at the scholar and said, "In that case, thank you very much, brother."
The scholar in green shirt shook his head casually, and saw that Lu Jing was carrying a bag with him, and asked: "Looking at this bag, you probably came to study at Hanmo Academy?"
Lu Jing did not hesitate and said: "I'm not here to study. Mr. Jiu asked me to open a course in Hanmo Academy and teach the students on the second floor..."
Before Lu Jing could finish speaking, the scholar in green shirt had already opened his eyes wide and couldn't even close his mouth.
His eyes fell on Lu Jing's face, and he looked at Lu Jing carefully and said, "So... you are Mr. Library?"
Just as Lu Jing was about to speak, the door of the blue-tiled hut that the green-shirted scholar pointed to had slowly opened.
Mr. Jiu's gentle voice came again: "Come in."
Lu Jing nodded slightly towards the scholar in green shirt, thanked him again, and then walked towards the hut.
The scholar in green shirt looked at Lu Jing's back, thought of something, and said quickly: "Sir, the student's name is Yuan Zhushan, I don't know his name?"
"Lu Jing." Lu Jing turned his head and waved gently to Yuan Zhushan as he walked forward.
Yuan Zhushan looked at the young man Lu Jing's face and saw the door opened by Mr. Jiu. He stood there and thought for a while, then hurried back to the bookstore just now, probably to send a message.
Lu Jing walked into the house and saw that the house was not big. In addition to a bamboo couch, there was also a huge table.
There are several classics on the table, as well as pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
A young man in a Confucian shirt with a mask on his face is lowering his head and holding a pen in his left hand, carefully and crookedly copying a painting.
The mask on the young man's face is also pure white, covering all the features under his eyes.
When the young man raised his head, his eyes collided with Lu Jing's.
Seeing the eyes that were as calm as a pool of water, Lu Jing felt from the bottom of his heart that the masked young man in front of him must be Mr. Jiu.
So he bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Jiu, student Lu Jing is late."
When Mr. Jiu saw Lu Jing coming, he put down the pen in his hand and rolled up the painting on the table: "Are you here? Come and sit down."
It was different from his calm eyes, and also different from his tone when he transmitted the message to the inner court of Jingyin Mansion earlier today.
At this time, Mr. Jiu spoke warmly and enthusiastically, and extended his left hand to signal Lu Jing to sit down, with a smile in his tone.
Lu Jing sat opposite Mr. Jiu, and then he saw why Mr. Jiu was writing with his left hand.
Because there is no right hand in his broad-sleeved robe.
For unknown reasons, Mr. Jiu lost an arm.
"It's good that you're here. I saw the classics you copied in the Self-cultivation Tower before. The small regular script is beautiful, but the cursive script already has the posture of dragon bones and phoenix feathers. It's so beautiful.
It just so happens that in the past two or three years, I have become worse and worse at both painting and calligraphy. None of the gentlemen in our academy is proficient in cursive calligraphy, so I asked Mr. Guanqi for you. If you are free, I would like to ask you.
Please give me some advice."
While Mr. Jiu was talking, he used his one arm to pour tea for Lu Jing.
Lu Jing was not surprised by Mr. Jiu's words.
When three of us travel together, we must be my teacher.
There is no genius in the world who is proficient in everything, and there is a specialization in the art. There is a reason why the Zhang Xu cursive script he copied can be famous throughout the ages.
He had copied and practiced calligraphy every day in his previous life, and he had already acquired the shape of Zhang Xu. In addition, he was now successful in casting bones, and his control of every bit of strength even when writing was considered outstanding.
In the final analysis, he still stands on the shoulders of the sages. Mr. Jiu thinks that his calligraphy is good, and that is actually what he should be.
On the contrary, it was Mr. Jiu's character that surprised Lu Jing.
Originally, when I heard Mr. Jiu's gentle voice in the Jingyin Mansion today, I thought Mr. Jiu was a gentle man who didn't talk much.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiu would be so enthusiastic as soon as Lu Jing sat down.
"Lu Jing came to Hanmo Academy for the first time. He didn't know the rules of his classes, so he asked Mr. Jiu for advice." Lu Jing raised his hand and saluted Mr. Jiu.
Mr. Jiu said: "You teach pen and ink. Just find a time to start your classes every morning or afternoon. After my small house, there is an empty room. You can use the back room for daily rest, and the hall can be used for teaching."
Pen and ink lessons.
You can arrange it in your free time."
When Mr. Jiu said this, he probably saw that Lu Jing was young, and warned him: "You have the most free time, but you must also know that you should be diligent in your work and play in idleness. No matter whether you are studying or practicing, you must not fall behind."
"Practice is naturally to protect yourself in this world and for your future path. Studying is not just for scientific examinations. Tomorrow everything will be done and all gifts will be given. In the future, even if you sit in a narrow attic, you can know the world.
All sorts of truths.”
Pause slightly.
Mr. Jiu's eyes became serious: "In addition to practicing and studying, I also need to go for a walk outside the library.
Take a look at the prosperous Taixuanjing, and also take a look at the dilapidation beneath the prosperity."
Mr. Ninth had something to say, and Lu Jing respectfully responded.
The two continued to chat for a while, and Lu Jing saw two paintings hanging on the east wall behind Mr. Jiu.
In these two paintings, one depicts green mountains, and the other depicts flowing water. Both of them are full of ink, and the luan and the phoenix are floating in the sky. Especially the way of using the brush can be said to be superb.
There are also inscriptions in the lower right corner.
“There is no place without green hills when spring comes.”
"The sound of water flowing out is murmuring."
Both sentences can be said to be penetrating and penetrating. The text has a silkworm head and a swallow tail, with twists and turns, and the font is also quite rare. It was written in Qin Li.
Whether it is this painting or these two sentences of pen and ink, they are definitely works by famous artists.
Lu Jing looked at these two paintings with emotion and admiration in his heart.
"These two paintings are truly wonderful paintings. I wonder which famous artist they are?"
He was curious and couldn't help asking.
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.
This matter has never been mentioned between the government and the public, and the return trip to the south has never been heard of.
But after hearing Nan Lao Guogong's words today, Nan Tinggui suddenly had a terrible suspicion in his heart.
"The Holy Lord intends to let me, Nanfu, help the seventh prince?"
As soon as Nan Tinggui said the words, Nan Heyu also frowned fiercely.
She always seems to be indecisive and unclear about her own affairs, but when it comes to the Duke of Nanguo, she is surprisingly clear-headed.
"Grandpa, do you think... the Holy Lord will marry me to the Seventh Prince?"
Nan Heyu spoke, and the fatigue in Nan Tinggui's brows dissipated in the blink of an eye, replaced by deep panic!
Nan Heyu's speculation can explain why Nan Lao Guogong, who was so wise in his youth, suddenly acted for no reason!
He made a marriage contract with the Lu family and asked Lu Jing of the Lu family to marry him. Even though he knew that Nan Heyu was unwilling and Nan Tinggui objected, he just postponed the wedding and refused to break off the engagement!
Now that I think about it, the seventh prince not only missed the chance to open his palace and build his teeth because of nine years of studying, but he has also never married his concubine!
Nan Heyu of the Duke of Nanguo Mansion, both in terms of age and family background, and the subtle hints in the words of the great Situ, are all very consistent.
Duke Nan Lao Guo lowered his head and said nothing.
Nan Tinggui and Nan Heyu already had their answers.
The Holy Lord actually intends to grant Nan Heyu a marriage!
a long time.
"The reason why I found a son-in-law in such a hurry is because I want to beg the Holy Lord not to let my Nan family fall into a fight for the legitimate son-in-law, otherwise my Nan family may..."
When Nan Lao Guo Gong said this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The fatigue on the face of Nan Guo Gong, who was so powerful and powerful, could no longer be concealed.
Before today, I had already speculated many times about Nan's stop and return.
But he didn't know the secret of the Seventh Prince, so naturally he couldn't guess the reason why Duke Nan Laoguo had acted in the past few months!
"Father should have said it earlier."
Nan Ting is still scared when he returns, and his tone is a bit dejected.
If the Duke does not consider taking a son-in-law as a way out, once Nan Heyu is actually granted marriage to the seventh prince, the consequences will be disastrous.
Even if the seventh prince has no intention of seizing his direct heir, if the Nan family helps and the Chu family stands behind the seventh prince, how will the prince feel?
This is an imperial family, and the prince is very stubborn. Not long ago, he went to the Great Leiyin Temple and received the Bodhisattva's method of killing animals. No matter in terms of courage, martial arts or ambition, he was at the peak of his powers.
If he had doubts, even if the seventh prince had no intention of seizing the heir, it would cause a huge disaster, and it would be a thorn in his heart once the prince ascended the throne.
Moreover, when the Holy Lord made this decision, he probably had deeper considerations in it.
When Nan Heyu heard Nan Tinggui's words, he also knew in his heart the reason why Mr. Nan had concealed it.
There was only a short time to return from the south... The old prince spent his whole life in the army and was extremely ruthless in front of his enemies, but in his later years he showed a lot of tenderness as a tough man. He couldn't bear to have to worry about this matter before he died.
"It's just...why didn't grandpa tell me?" Nan Heyu was also a little confused.
Duke Nan Lao Guo looked at Nan He Yu and just shook his head and said: "The seventh prince will leave the palace soon. I have made a marriage contract and begged the Holy Lord to show mercy to me for my past achievements in Nan Mansion.
After waiting for some more time, when the Seventh Prince is given another marriage, I will go to the Holy Lord to apologize, and then cancel this marriage.
If I told you, many things would not be so natural, and... you just didn't want to, but you also knew you had pity for me and never objected."
This ends the words of Mr. Nan Lao Guo Gong.
Nan Tinggui finally realized it. He was still frightened in his heart. He thought for a while and said: "Then why did my father choose Lu Jing from the Lu family? There seems to be a superficial relationship between the Lu family and the prince. If it is a holy king,
, the seventh prince thought that my Nanfu wanted to establish itself in the line of princes..."
"The Lu family and the prince do have a relationship, but it's not a good relationship."
Duke Nan Laoguo's eyes were dark: "The Lu family is very trembling, thinking that the Crown Princess has forgotten what happened before, and that the ancient pine tree that the Crown Princess gave them is really auspicious?
Gusong has been lucky enough to protect the Lu family for thirty years... Is it a blessing or a curse? Why is the Lu family declining year by year? Why are the talents of the descendants not as good as the others? Why is Lu Shenyuan relegated to the distant mountain road even though the crown princess is in the capital? "
Duke Nan Laoguo spoke calmly, but he easily revealed an astonishing secret!
"For this reason, I chose the unfavored concubine of the Lu family just to tell the Holy Lord that the Nanguo Duke's Mansion is the Southern Mansion of the Holy Lord. As long as the Holy Lord sits on the throne holding the Immortal Bell, the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince will
Between them, I won’t choose anyone in Nanfu.”
Nan Tinggui and Nan Heyu stood where they were.
They never thought that this old prince had done many things silently.
Behind a seemingly unreasonable engagement, his game is still hidden.
Nan Heyu's eyes also became firm. It was related to the survival of Nanguo Duke's mansion, and she naturally knew how to choose.
"So up to now, the Holy Lord still hasn't decided on the candidate for the seventh prince's main concubine?"
If it was settled, Duke Nan Guo would surely agree to break off the engagement, right?
But unexpectedly, Duke Nan Laoguo shook his head solemnly: "It has been decided, just yesterday, that she will be Shaozhuguo's sister."
Nan Heyu and Nan Tinggui were suddenly startled.
It’s settled, why do we still want Nan Heyu and Lu Jing to get married?
Many of the expressions on Duke Nan's face were restrained, and he said softly: "Because the rumors among the people are true, our Nan Mansion really has no successor, so He Yu can only hold the grass-cutting knife."
"Grandpa, if He Yu wants to inherit the title, why do he need to recruit a son-in-law?" Nan Heyu still had confusion in his eyes: "I don't have any love for children in my heart, I just want to sharpen my sword and see the scenery of Chunyang.
If I never marry, I can naturally inherit the title!"
Nan Ting returned and was about to speak.
A smile appeared on Duke Nan's face: "Originally, I also wanted to break off the engagement, but... Lu Jing of the Lu family has already shown his qualifications and is a rare talent for practicing magic in the world.
As long as you give him some time, and with the help of our Nanfu, he will definitely be able to survive the Thunder Tribulation with Pure Yang in the future. If He Yu is also included, we will have two Pure Yang Heavenly Beings in our Nanfu!
Now that the immortal tide has not risen for eight hundred years, the two Pure Yang Heavenly Beings can at least protect our Nanfu for another three hundred years. If this opportunity is encountered by our Nanfu, if we don't take it, wouldn't it be a huge waste?
Aren’t opportunities meant to be punished by heaven?”
Nan Tinggui became more and more puzzled, and even Nan Heyu frowned.
Nan Ting returned and said: "Father, Lu Jing's qualifications are indeed good. He has already reached the realm of Rizhao at the age of seventeen. However, he has very little Rizhao at the age of seventeen, but it is not without it.
If every seventeen-year-old monk in Sunshine and Snow Mountain can cultivate to Pure Yang and Tianfu, then how can Chunyang heavenly beings and Tianfu immortals be so rare?"
Duke Nan looked at Nan Tinggui and said, "When I set the wedding date, didn't you let Yao Nu look at Lu Jing?"
Nan Tinggui nodded and said: "I went to see him. It was a few months ago. Yao Nu came back and said that Lu Jing was fine, but he had never practiced Qi, blood, or soul, and he looked ordinary... Now I think about it
Get up, this Lu Jing is hiding too deep, I don’t know what kind of treasure he got, but he was able to hide it from Yao Nu..."
His voice became softer and softer, but his eyes opened wider and wider!
Even Nan Heyu's beautiful face, which had always been cold and cold, was full of disbelief.
Nan Tinggui's tone trembled slightly: "What my father means is... Lu Jing really had never practiced cultivation at that time? It's not that he was covered up by some exotic treasure!"
How is this possible?
Are there still Yuanshen monks in the world who have practiced for several months until the sun shines on them?
If he is a great Confucian who has been reading classics for many years and knows the "Tao", it would be a real person or a Buddha, but he is obviously just a young man!
Nan Tinggui felt incredible in his heart.
Nan Heyu also murmured: "A few months of sunshine..."
However, Duke Nanlao put his hands behind his back and said, "I chose him as my grandson-in-law. Naturally, I have gone to see him a long time ago. The person who went to see him with me was the abbot of the Jokhang Temple. He has cultivated the Buddha's Eye of Wisdom and is already a Buddhist monk."
A human Buddha.
There may be some rare treasures in the world that can escape his eyes, but it is absolutely impossible for them to escape even a breath.
And it’s not just the talent of Yuan Shen. When I looked at Lu Jing secretly at that time, I saw that his body was extremely weak. Not only his energy and blood, but also his bones could not be called healthy.
But now, such a frail young man has become a fellow practitioner of the martial arts Yuanshen. Within a few months, the Yuanshen has been exposed to the sun, and his martial arts cultivation has reached a level of vitality.
Come back and tell me, is this Lu Jing worse than Mr. Luo on Yuxing Island? Is it a...treasure buried in dust?"
Nanlao Guogong also showed a bit of happiness on his face.
"This is an opportunity for my Nan family, and he is already my Nan family's son-in-law. The people in the Lu family treated him harshly and even severed ties with him. Since then, he has been a loner.
He is still a young man, and when he arrives in Nanfu, as long as we treat him carefully and come back, our Nanfu will be his Lu Jing’s root from now on! There is an extra Pure Yang Heavenly Man in Nanfu, who can also help He Yu share a lot of burdens in the future.
After you and I return and Feng Mian continues to travel, Nan Mansion will not be weak."
He finished speaking in one breath.
Nan Tinggui and Nan Heyu were still silent.
It’s no wonder that they never thought about Lu Jing’s sunshine for several months.
Along with the soul, as long as you have talent, it is easy to sense the soul. Some geniuses can do it in one day.
It is extremely difficult to leave the body. Even for those with extraordinary talents, they may have to meditate for a long time and concentrate, which can take as short as a few months or as long as a few years. Many people even stop at sensing the soul and cannot further leave the body.
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As for floating, it is even more difficult.
But the soul is not afraid of the scorching sun, and it is even more difficult to walk under the daylight. Even if Nan Heyu has the guidance of famous teachers in the mansion and has many opportunities, it still takes nearly two years.
But now Lu Jing, who doesn't even have a decent gentleman in the Lu family, can even defeat Nan Xuehu after several months of sunshine...
How could he have thought that Lu Jing had such a talent before returning from Nan Ting!
He couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Nan Heyu.
Nan Heyu also frowned, and the words of Duke Nan Lao just now were still ringing in his ears.
"I'm old! I can't protect Nanfu for too long. He Yu, this is an opportunity for Nanfu. I hope you will remember the kindness of blood relatives and don't hurt my heart again."
"There is still a stop and return... Seize this opportunity, with two Pure Yang Heavenly beings sitting in charge, our Nanfu will truly prosper for three hundred years. Even if you and I go, we still have something to say to our ancestors in heaven.
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"Early tomorrow morning! You will personally deliver the wedding invitations early tomorrow morning..."
Nan Heyu fell silent again, and she already knew the reason why Mr. Nan was so solemn.
But she suddenly remembered many things that happened in Jingyin Mansion today, and also recalled Lu Jing's whispers in the inner court.
Nan Tinggui's mind was still buzzing.
The son-in-law suddenly transformed into an unparalleled treasure!
Even sending wedding invitations requires him to deliver them in person.
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Early the next morning.
Qing Yue's cheeks were rosy and she was washing Lu Jing.
"Master, you need to buy a few more clothes. Now that we have left the Lu Mansion, you only have this one piece of clothing. I washed it at night and can't dry it in the morning."
Lu Jing didn't care, however. Qi and blood were flowing in his body, heat was radiating from his body, and his slightly wet clothes were slowly drying.
"Master, you are going to the library today. When will you be back?" Qing Yue asked carefully, with expectation in her eyes.
Lu Jing knew that Qing Yue was thinking about what he said yesterday.
Last night, Lu Jing told Qing Yue that if he could come back early today, he would take Qing Yue to go shopping on other streets and choose a small courtyard. Even if he could not afford it temporarily, he could also find a place to rent.
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Although Guyue Tower is comfortable and very safe because it is next to Jingyin Mansion, it is not a place to stay for a long time.
Lu Jing smiled at Qing Yue: "I have something very important to do today, and I have to do it now. If I can finish it early, I will come back early, take you for a walk, and then choose a yard carefully."
Qingyue didn't ask what Lu Jing was going to do, and just nodded happily.
Lu Jing turned his head and looked out the window. It was already dark.
He stood up slowly, said goodbye to Qing Yue, and walked out of Guyue Tower.
Lu Jing walked slowly towards the palace.
And it was at this time that a group of men in brocade clothes, led by Nan Tinggui himself, also set out from Nan Guo Gong's Mansion. Yesterday, Nan Guo Gong arranged the marriage, so naturally someone from Nan Mansion confirmed Lu Jing's location.
This group of people came towards Guyue Tower. When many people saw Nanfu's car and the huge "hi" character on the car, they started whispering.
It seems that the matter of adopting a son-in-law for the Duke of Nanguo, which has been delayed for several months, has come to an end.
But... Nan Heyu, who was in Nanfu, felt uneasy.
For some reason she always thinks of Lu Jing's words yesterday.
"He was called by his grandfather to be his son-in-law for no reason. He was ridiculed for delaying the wedding many times. Brother Xuehu threatened him again. Neither of us wanted to get married..."
"Can it really be remedied if I treat him better now?"
Three chapters in one, currently updated (13/29), the reason why there are four more chapters is because the monthly ticket has increased from 2500 to 4500.
Everyone has been voting too hard in the past two days, so please vote more slowly, otherwise there will be more updates next month, o(╥﹏╥)o
Also, the engagement will be broken off tomorrow. I have to write this chapter today, otherwise I won’t be given a chance to write and keep talking about bugs. The author is also very difficult to resist. It’s not realistic to write the break off the engagement in one go. The author may have to write until dawn. Tomorrow
Still have to go to work.
Yesterday I was sick and the author's ability was a problem. I didn't write well. I was scolded over and over again even after I made corrections. The author was scolded for being stupid.