If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 135 Seeing others' suspicious eyes like a ghost fire, walking with the heart
Chapter 135 Seeing others' suspicious eyes like a ghost fire, walking with the heart
Library Slim Tower.
Mr. Guanqi sat in front of the table, looking down at the chessboard in front of him.
On the chessboard, two kinds of chess pieces, black and white, fall on it. On it are vaguely visible the star set style, the small eye set style, the big avalanche, the dragon slaying style...
There are also three tribulations in the chess game, each of which circulates. Even if one of them is solved, there are still two others. The three tribulations, one tribulation exists, and two tribulations arise, endlessly, and it is almost impossible to solve.
Mr. Guanqi sat in front of this ancient end game, always holding a black stone in his hand, but he did not drop it, but focused on it seriously, watching the chess without saying a word.
He was sitting here alone. In the middle of the night, Mr. Guanqi seemed to be aware of something. As he was about to stand up, there were footsteps coming from the stairs again.
A middle-aged man wearing black clothes and a blurry face went up to the self-cultivation tower.
Mr. Guanqi saluted the man in Xuanyi, but the man in Xuanyi just smiled and nodded, sitting opposite Mr. Guanqi.
He didn't say much. He looked down at the endgame on the chessboard. After a long time, he frowned and said, "Is this the game of three tribulations?"
Mr. Guanqi nodded.
Xuan Yi looked at it carefully for a long time, then relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "I have the god Jiang Baishi, so why do I need to watch this game of ascending to the sky? Immortal Tianque has already fallen into the chess game of falling immortals, and he only needs to find a big sword to kill him.
If he throws away his dragon, the blessings of the Heavenly Que Immortal will fall on me."
Mr. Guanqi frowned slightly, his expression full of regret.
He pondered for a while and sighed: "Jiang Shoufu worked hard for this chess game and used his mortal body to change the heavenly charm of Tianque Immortal. At this point, Tianque Immortal has indeed fallen into the urn, but...Jiang Shoufu is only afraid..."
Xuan Yi didn't say much, he just stretched out his hand and messed up the pieces on the chessboard.
As soon as the four or five pieces moved, the chess game turned into something completely different.
There is a murderous intention hidden in it, and two big dragons can be vaguely seen fighting, and their life and death are unknown.
Mr. Guanqi's eyes fell on the two big dragons, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Xuan Yi turned his head and looked at the library from the window of the Self-cultivation Tower. It was winter at this time, and the sky in Taixuanjing had turned cold, and there was even a second light snowfall.
But in this library, because of Master's inscription "The four seasons are like spring", it is really like spring all the year round, without any chill.
The man in Xuanyi's face was still blurry. He looked at it for a while, then turned around and asked Mr. Guanqi: "You saw that boy right."
When the man in black clothes said this, a smile finally appeared on Mr. Guanqi's face. He nodded and said: "The fourth master's sword in the world is not easy. It requires not only great talent, but also a sincere heart.
It's an unexpected surprise that Lu Jing can understand this sword."
"Really?" The man in black clothes smiled: "But why do I think that the reason why you lured Lu Jing into the library was because of what you saw?
You watch chess all day long. It is said that there is truth in the world in chess. Sir, what do you see?"
Mr. Guanqi smiled warmly but remained silent.
He didn't answer, but the man in black clothes didn't care at all, but there was more emotion in his tone: "Even if you stand in a high position, you can't figure out the connections between heaven and earth. Master ascended to heaven, and I have the intention to go with him to see him."
Those fairyland, but there are many difficulties in the affairs of this world. Ordinary people will eventually come to an end and will not be able to achieve great freedom.
When I unify the world, and when I am here, there will be no more disputes between heaven and earth, then I wonder if I will be able to climb to the gate of heaven and see the immortals who are now sitting on the throne of heaven."
The man in black clothes spoke in a normal tone.
However, Mr. Guanqi could hear the almost extreme ambition in these words.
The man in front of me is not willing to be the emperor of this world!
He also wants to realize the vision in his dream, sit on the throne for three hundred years, and control three million immortals.
"And that young man has mastered the Human Sword Qi. If he can master Fourth Master's Human Sword and Jiang Shoufu's Luo Xian Chess Game in the future, he will kill the dragon with his sword!"
The man in black clothes said this in a normal tone, as if he was talking about a very trivial matter.
Mr. Guanqi's expression did not change, he shook his head and said: "Holy Lord, Lu Jing is a bit special. He can see both the mortal world and the fairyland in his eyes. He is a rare person with immortal wisdom.
How can a person with immortal wisdom completely cut off the immortal blessings of Tianque Immortal?
Maybe even if he holds the human sword, he won't be able to kill the giant dragon of Que Immortal that day."
The man in mysterious clothes in front of him is none other than the Great Fu Sage, Emperor Chongtian.
Emperor Chongtian came to the library late at night. There was nothing surprising at first, but his conversation with Mr. Guanqi was full of secrets.
Emperor Chongtian didn't care and just said: "There are several people who kill immortals. If Lu Jing can grow up, let him try to kill them.
If he dies in the process, it doesn't matter. Those who have a great chance must be in trouble and overcome tribulations. If he cannot grow up, it will only prove that he is not worthy of Mr. Fourth's sword."
When Emperor Chongtian spoke, his tone was calm and casual, as if the immortal slayers he spoke of were all chess pieces on a chess card that could be moved at will.
Mr. Guanqi couldn't bear it. After thinking for a while, his consciousness circulated and he said: "Mr. Qi will issue a document for justice tomorrow and take Lu Jing out of Dali Temple."
Emperor Chongtian nodded and said with a smile: "It's just a small matter. The reason why the library is a library is naturally because the library has something to do. Even if the library's philosophy is different from mine, it still contributes to the education of the world, and I am willing to
Coexist with the library.
That's why I sit back and watch the disciples in the library run around in the streets and alleys to guide public opinion and exonerate Lu Jing."
If it were other sects, such as Dongwang Temple, Jokhang Temple, Landuo Temple, Zhenwu Mountain and other sects that have long been famous in the world, I am afraid that they would also have great fear in their hearts after hearing the words of Emperor Chongtian.
However, Mr. Guan Qi slowly shook his head and explained seriously: "The fourth floor of the library did not guide the students and teachers of the library on this matter.
All he did was expose the evil in that good place to the public.
Those storytellers do it because it's profitable.
The officials in the imperial court and those in private workshops wrote and published articles on this matter, both for fame and profit.
The disciples and teachers who come and go in the library, as well as the teachers and students in the Imperial College, Jixianyuan, and many other libraries in Beijing, are actually based on their passion and pursuit of justice.
Precisely because there is indeed justice in it, when the truth is exposed to the sun, the people become more and more eager."
"When Mr. Seven spoke, it was also the will of the fourth floor, but it was not mixed with the power of the government."
A smile appeared on Emperor Chongtian's lips, and he looked directly at Mr. Guanqi: "But the source of all this, the one who exposed the evil of Shantang by various means, is still the library, isn't it?"
Mr. Guanqi still had a smile on his face: "When the Holy King is filled with anger, he will always give ordinary people a way to survive."
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Light snow fell from the sky, spreading thinly on the ground of Taixuanjing.
The horse paths in the streets and alleys are paved with bluestone slabs, and there are many concave and convex folds on them to prevent slipping for horses and carts.
In front of Dali Temple, there are still many people wandering around.
Even on snowy days, the number of people did not decrease. On the contrary, many people took time off due to the snowy weather.
Instead, there were more people here.
Men and women all looked eagerly at the entrance of Dali Temple. Occasionally, a few bold young people would shout Lu Jing's name loudly.
The guards at the entrance of Dali Temple are quite helpless. On weekdays, it is not an exaggeration to describe the gate of a dangerous place like Dali Temple as empty.
Occasionally, if some people stayed for a long time due to business, they would loudly reprimand and expel them.
But these days, the entrance to Dali Temple is so busy every day.
Occasionally, a prisoner who has not seen anyone for a long time and is escorted to the execution ground will feel more nostalgic for the world when he suddenly sees so many people.
The ideas of these ordinary people are quite simple.
Lu Jing used the spirit in his heart and the sharp sword in his hand to make the evil intentions of the most prosperous place of Taixuanjing known to the world, so that those poor young people would not be deceived again.
To put it most intuitively, at least the forty-six children who had boarded the boat that day were indeed saved because of Lu Jing.
And because Lu Jing made the matter so big, those gentlemen who usually didn't even look at them began to donate money and were preparing to spend a lot of gold on Linfeng Street, which is six streets away from Jingyin Mansion.
Create a charity hall that can accommodate thousands of children at the same time.
After the construction of the Great Charity Hall is completed, six highly respected people from Taixuan Capital will be hired to jointly supervise it to ensure that the Charity Hall operates in an orderly manner and that such evil things will not happen again.
With these conditions, in exchange for the officials at the Qing Shitai in Taixuanjing, they would no longer criticize them verbally or write, and they would no longer issue memorials to impeach them every day.
Without an impeachment memorial, everything would be fine.
Otherwise, one day when the sage in the palace is upset, he will turn over such memorials, and with a casual stroke in anger, their heads will fall to the ground!
Yanguan may often do bad things, but sometimes it can also play a big role.
And for whom do these benefits arise?
Naturally, it was because of the young and handsome library gentleman who was still in prison in Dali Temple.
Although most of the people in Taixuan Capital are not well-educated, they still understand many things because they have lived in the capital for a long time.
Since Mr. Xiaojing has helped them, they will naturally not be stingy with his enthusiasm and concern.
There were also a few older aunts who sent a few quilts and a cotton-padded coat, and many people brought various kinds of food.
The Minister of Dali Temple had already told the guards that someone had brought something over, so he took a little bit of each item from the basket and made it into a big basket, then sent it to the prison and gave it to Lu Jing, saying it was everyone's wish.
Lu Jing originally didn't want to accept it, but this basket of food was actually considered rich for ordinary people.
But the guard who delivered the things later said that this basket of things seemed to be a lot, but because it only took a little bit from each common person and spread it out evenly among dozens or hundreds of people, it was nothing.
With these words, Lu Jing naturally would not shirk anymore and ate all kinds of delicacies in the basket every day. Occasionally, Qing Yue would make a special trip to bring a bowl of clear soup noodles.
Lu Jing has already informed the guards, and things sent by Qing Yue are always delivered in time.
Qing Yue also received a letter from Lu Jing and knew that it was not hard in the cell. Although she was still worried, she was much more settled than before and believed that Lu Jing would be back soon.
This is exactly the case.
Lu Jing entered Dali Temple on the eleventh day.
On weekdays, he teaches and educates people, but in a library with a very high status, there is a gentleman who writes articles!
"The young man cultivated his righteousness and held the holy words, but now he lives in prison. The young man's righteousness is like the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, like the brilliant light of the day. After thinking about it, I wrote a poem, hoping that even if the young man in prison suffers injustice, he will not change his innocent heart.
."
“There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and righteousness cannot be changed.
The sun and moon are full of light, and the mountains and rivers are full of splendor.
I think about the ancient saints and sages whom I have seen for many years.
I have to sweep away the shadows and look at the fluffy trees."
Just a few lines of text, in one day, swept Taixuanjing.
Because it was Mr. Qi from Shulou who wrote these lines of poetry!
Mr. Qi of Shulou was originally the crown prince and grand master. He was good at writing and even better at governing the country.
When he was teaching the prince, he did not like to write poems. The fashionable and young prince asked why.
Mr. Shulou Qi said frankly: "My poetic talent is not very good, but I wanted to express my feelings through poetry. In my early years, I wrote many crooked poems, which made people laugh.
Because of this, I have set a rule for myself that I will never write poetry unless I am very angry, sad or happy, or I feel deeply regretful and sigh."
The fact is just as Mr. Qi from the library said!
As expected, he seldom wrote poetry, but now, due to many disasters, his body was extremely old and decayed, like an old man who was about to ascend to heaven.
Even for this matter, Mr. Qi never wrote about his love in poetry.
But now, Mr. Shulou Qi's poems have been circulated. Although this poem is simple, it expresses his heart directly.
There is righteousness in the world, and the so-called righteousness naturally refers to Lu Jing's will to kill evil.
The meaning of praise in the words "sun, moon, brilliance, mountains and rivers" is self-explanatory.
And the darkness that followed...
Needless to say, it comes from the prison of Dali Temple!
Even on the title of the article, the words "Holy Words" and "Injustice" are directly pointed at Dali Temple's poor handling of the case!
This poem was circulated during the day...
In the afternoon, countless memorials entered the Taixian Palace like snowflakes and were piled on the table of the Holy Lord.
In Taixuanjing, the library always concentrates on preaching and solving doubts, and rarely criticizes the court institutions.
However, Mr. Qi's poem contains only four lines and does not mention Dali Temple. However, all the anger and disappointment in the poem are found in the last line.
He even called the Dali Temple Prison a shadow!
In addition, poems and essays praised the young man Lu Jing for his righteousness, and numerous memorials were filed to report this matter, hoping that the imperial court would order Dali Temple to close the case.
Many memorials also make it very clear.
This matter is what all the people want, and Lu Jing is acting on the holy words. Since he has been named by the holy king, he is naturally qualified to safeguard the clear world at the feet of the holy king!
If Dali Temple continues to imprison Lu Jing, then the turbid air will suppress the healthy energy, and the darkness will suppress the clear energy.
So many memorials flowed into Taixian's palace.
The Minister of Dali Temple was very worried and didn't know how to deal with it.
He even went into battle in person, together with two Dali Temple young ministers, a Dali Temple prime minister, and several temple chiefs, to investigate the Dafu Law and countless cases in the past.
But I found... Lu Jing's case was too special to be judged.
What made things even more difficult for them was that Lu Jing's incident had such a huge impact that the entire Taixuan Jing knew about what he had committed.
If nothing else was involved, Dali Temple had to deal with the turbulent public opinion in Taixuanjing and the agitation in the court, so it would be fine to let Lu Jing leave.
But the problem is...
This matter also involves the word "Holy Word".
As a result, even the minister of Dali Temple did not dare to get angry easily.
If Lu Jing is found not guilty, it will directly confirm that Lu Jing holds the Holy Word, and he can kill evildoers at will.
Dali Temple does not have such rights.
If Lu Jing is found guilty... the Minister of Dali Temple thought of all these great battles and the few poems written by Mr. Shu Lou Qi that made him thorn in his back, and he hesitated even more.
Therefore.
This highly anticipated case, in which the details were not vague, took more than ten days.
More than ten days is not a long time. Many cases in Dali Temple will take a year and a half to be concluded even if the evidence is complete.
However, Lu Jing's case was too special and involved a lot, and there were countless eyes on it, making it even more difficult for the Dali Temple Minister.
Day 12!
The poems and essays of Mr. Qi, a highly respected scholar in the library, were thoroughly spread.
This poem only has eight lines, and the writing is quite simple. Even children can memorize it quickly.
Many private school teachers also responded to current events and gave this poem to their children, and emphasized that the so-called righteousness refers to the young Lu Jing!
Lu Jing's reputation as a young man with an upright attitude spread widely.
More and more people gathered in front of the Dali Temple.
It was also at this time.
Many people have heard the news and are moved by the news.
And many people looked up.
Then I saw seven horses galloping on the street in front of Dali Temple.
The Minister of Dali Temple came with many officials to welcome him.
The leader of the seven horses reined in the horses and held up a silver-yellow cloth scroll in his hand.
The other six people all dismounted and knelt down...
Then the scroll in the hands of the old Diao Si, who was dressed in red, was a first-grade jade scroll made of the finest Mulberry jade silk. There were three silver dragon reliefs on both ends, and the back had a gorgeous pattern of auspicious clouds and auspicious cranes.
grand.
This is...an imperial edict!
"According to the will of the Holy Lord, I will bear great fortune!"
Everyone here is eagerly waiting for it, Qing Yue and her majestic appearance are among them.
"Summon! Lu Jing!"
The Minister of Dali Temple still knelt down and did not move.
The young minister of Dali Temple who had come to fetch Lu Jing stood up and hurriedly entered the Dali Temple.
Many teachers and disciples from the library, Imperial College, and various academies in the venue had joy on their faces.
"Since Lu Jing is summoned, it must be a happy event. If we want to determine Lu Jing's guilt, we only need to send an edict to Dali Temple. Why does the edict need to come in person?"
Just when no one here dared to look up.
Someone walked slowly, step by step, without any panic.
People who were some distance away from the gate of Dali Temple saw a handsome young man walking slowly.
"It's Mr. Lu Jing..." Everyone recognized him.
Even if I stayed in Dali Temple for twelve days.
Lu Jing's blue robe was still spotless, with no wrinkles at all.
He then came to the Diao Temple where the edict was delivered, and was about to bow down when he heard the Diao Temple who had the edict shout loudly: "Young Mr. Lu Jing, holding a clear conscience, has done great service to clear up the injustice for the Holy Lord. Today I will give you the gift of not being the King."
Kudos to you!"
Lu Jing had some surprise on his face. He immediately stood up straight and just bowed to salute.
"Student Lu Jing, although he is young, he has high aspirations, a pure heart, and a righteous spirit. Seeing Lu Jing is like seeing the beauty of mountains and rivers, the glory of the sun and the moon!
Lu Jing adheres to the holy words and kills evildoers in order to restore the purity of the world and promote justice, without committing any crime!"
"However, the holy words should not be used lightly. Once the holy words are spoken, they need to see the sun and the moon shine brightly, and the mountains and rivers need to be clear. It cannot be sustained by even half of blood. It will not be the same from now on."
One word is spoken.
The people here immediately shouted the word "Holy King", and Lu Jing also saluted respectfully, and his expression became softer.
Many Dali Temple officials behind him were finally relieved.
When the Dali Temple minister kowtowed, he even showed a sincere smile of joy on his face.
Everyone knew that the matter had finally come to an end.
However, they saw that Diao Temple, who was delivering the edict, did not accept the edict. Instead, he waited for more than ten breaths until the crowd's voices gradually subsided.
His voice came again.
"Mr. Lu Jing, the Holy King ordered you to take a rest today, and someone will take you into the palace tomorrow.
The Holy Lord also wants to take a look at this righteous young man like you!"
The imperial edict was here, and after Lu Jing bowed respectfully, Diao Si, who was delivering the edict, got on his horse and rode away together with the other six martial arts monks who were escorting the imperial edict.
Lu Jing stood there and took a deep breath.
Everyone also stood up at this moment and looked at the landing scene from a distance.
When Lu Jing saw the many simple people at the entrance of Dali Temple, he couldn't help but smile.
"Kind and simple people are the same whether in my previous life or in this life."
Lu Jing took a deep breath, stretched out his arms, folded his palms back and forth, and leaned forward to salute.
"Sir, why do you need to salute us?"
"Although Mr. Sir is young, he has a good heart and is a kind person. He has saved so many children. It should be us who salute you..."
"Sir, look..."
Someone stretched out his hand and many adults turned sideways.
They saw behind them, there were seven or eight young men in green clothes leading perhaps forty or fifty children, standing behind them.
At the front of these forty or fifty children were the older and younger brothers and sisters.
Lu Jing was a little hesitant, not knowing what to do.
However, a child of seven or eight years old ran over and said to Lu Jing: "Sir, I have studied and understood many things. I would like to thank you sir on behalf of us brothers and sisters."
This child saluted like this.
Most of the children in the distance seemed to be a little afraid of strangers, and because of their childhood experiences, they were afraid of being watched by so many people, so they refused to come over.
But even so, although there were doubts and confusion in their eyes... there was not much fear.
Only the brother and sister still didn't dare to look directly at Lu Jing, and this was human nature.
Because of this, Lu Jing's originally smiling face became more smiling.
At some point, Zhong Yubai walked up to him and said softly: "There's no need to worry. One day, all these children will know your kindness."
Lu Jing smiled casually and said, "I don't care about any kindness. I just hope that even if they are not grateful to me, they won't be afraid of me."
Zhong Yubai said: "What you did in March and April will not have results until August or September..."
He persuaded Lu Jing like this, then turned his head and thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "But Lu Jing... did you know... that you are already famous as Taixuan?"
Lu Jing turned sideways.
Zhong Yubai looked at Lu Jing up and down and said sincerely: "The name of young upright Lu Jing has become a household name in Taixuan Capital. I don't know how many people came to inquire about the painting you left in the Shihua Pavilion.
Any authentic piece of your cursive calligraphy is worth hundreds of gold. If you save it seriously, like the pine and cypress calligraphy you gave me, if I resell it, I can get thousands of gold.
Mr. Qi wrote poems for you, and great scholars like Li Shen and Ji Yuanzhi also spoke highly of you!"
"Lu Jing, you are free today. The story of your youth killing people in anger will not only spread in Taixuanjing, but also spread to other places, to many palaces, to the Western Regions, Zhuxing Mountain, Pingping Township, and many dragon palaces. Zhenwu Mountain... even spread to Northern Qin!"
Zhong Yubai's tone was passionate, but the expression on his face gradually calmed down.
A voice came into Lu Jing's mind.
"Because of this, more eyes will fall on you, and more shocking favors will fall. Lu Jing...can you hold on to your heart?"
Lu Jing looked solemn. He glanced at the child in the distance, then thought of Mr. Fourth's writing, his own sword energy of supporting light, and of his previous life, "the mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood"...
So Lu Jing nodded solemnly.
Zhong Yubai encouraged Lu Jing: "Look at the suspicion of others like a ghost fire, and walk with your heart."
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Yuxing Island, at night.
A swordsman in white was sitting casually on a giant tree.
There seems to be no winter on this island. At this time, it is stormy and thunderous.
The swordsman in white is very handsome, and there are two or three strands of sword energy wrapped around his fingers.
The sword energy was flying and lingering, even though the moon was still high in the sky, it caused wind and rain in the sky.
At this moment, a barefoot woman holding a sword appeared from the void, with the bright moon just behind her, as if she came from the bright moon.
The woman looked down at the white-clothed swordsman and said softly: "You have been raising your sword for more than twenty years, and now you are going to Taixuan to see the vast holy energy, discuss the Tao with many seniors in the capital, and sharpen your sword."
The swordsman in white had some expectation in his eyes, but suddenly it turned into dullness.
He shook his head and said: "Master... the matter of falling into immortality, with the power of my Yuxing Island..."
The woman in the bright moon interrupted him: "I am not strong enough, but you are different."
The swordsman in white sighed, feeling a little sad: "I only want to practice swordsmanship, but I don't want to take risks, especially such unnecessary risks."
The woman's expression changed slightly and she whispered: "I have to go. Everyone in the world says that I am the great master of swordsmanship in Yuxing Island, but I still have a name."
"My name is... Mingyue Slave."
Yesterday I updated 10,000 words, and I went to bed at 5 o'clock in the morning. Today, I only have more than 6,000 words.
Although it is a holiday, I still have to be on duty. It is very painful to type in the workplace. It is difficult to write on the keyboard and screen, and my typing speed has plummeted.
Mr. Qi's poem was written by me, lightly sprayed, and the title is quoted from Shi Tiesheng's famous line.