If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 20: Nanheyu should be born with the primordial spirit to shine through the stars and pure sun
Chapter 20: Nanheyu should be born with the primordial spirit to shine through the stars and pure sun
Today's weather is not as good as the past few days.
It was noon, but the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it looked gloomy, as if it was going to rain.
Autumn rain is different from spring rain. After autumn rain, the weather turns cold and people's lives become more difficult.
Although Lu Jing is not a commoner, he doesn't like the cold winter either.
But now in this bleak autumn day, a leaf blew from the distance and fell into the hands of Nan Xuehu who spread his palm.
"Do you know how my Nan family was granted the title of Duke?"
Nan Xuehu asked softly, but when Lu Jing didn't answer, he muttered to himself: "Da Fu Ding Ding Si Jiazi, before the founding of Da Fu, there were stars falling in the sky, demons whispering in the rivers and seas, and both Buddhism and Taoism.
Never born.
It was our first-generation Duke of Nanfu who held a grass-cutting knife and established this prosperous age with Dafu, the founding emperor."
There was a bit of emotion in Nan Xuehu's tone.
Now, more than two hundred years have passed, and the famous grass-cutting knife of the past is still stored in the ancestral hall. No one can control it, which makes him feel uncomfortable.
"Your marriage to my sister has been decided, but I know that she can't control the Nanfu, she can't hold the grass-cutting knife, and the storm in Taixuanjing is turbulent, and you can't help her."
After Nan Xuehu finished speaking, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
The bitter taste blooming in his mouth made him frown again.
"So, you want to kill me?"
Lu Jing turned his head sideways, his eyes serious.
Nan Xuehu did not hesitate and nodded: "You are the tool that the old prince found from Taixuan Capital to lock Nan Heyu.
If you die, I will probably not be able to find another useful tool in a short period of time."
Lu Jing suddenly realized: "So, the so-called letting Nan Heyu get married to celebrate the happiness of the old Duke, who is seriously ill, is just an excuse."
"Nanfu wants to find a young man in Taixuanjing who is worthy of the title of Nanfu's son-in-law, and I am this boy?"
Nan Xuehu laughed loudly and said: "Confucian scholars all over the world are ashamed of marrying into the wife's wife, and all noble families in the world think that their children will bring shame to the family if they marry into the child.
It is actually not easy for the Duke of Nanguo to find you, an unloved bastard with a decent background and declining family fortunes."
"Think about it from another level, Lu Jing, you are actually a great contributor to the Lu family. It is because of you that Uncle Shenxiao can return from the distant mountain road. It's just a pity... No one in this mansion seems to think so.
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As Nan Xuehu said, this is actually the case.
From this incident until now, no one has ever asked Lu Jing for his opinion, and he has even been ridiculed many times. The boys and girls in the clan regard him as a shame.
The stewards and servants in the mansion also felt that Lu Jing was no longer the young master of the Lu mansion.
Although he is usually referred to as a young master, the disgust in his eyebrows is actually obvious.
"Master Xuehu came here just to tell me this?"
A breeze blew by, causing Lu Jing's green clothes to flutter.
Katcha…
In the sky, which was already covered with dark clouds, a bolt of thunder fell, about to bring heavy rain.
A red mist suddenly appeared around Nan Snow Tiger. The red mist was transparent and turned into a barrier, covering Nan Snow Tiger's body.
Lu Jing understood instantly.
"This Southern Snow Tiger has probably become a snow mountain. It can store Qi and blood in the snow mountain. When the Qi and blood rise, it will act like a barrier."
There was thunder in the sky again.
Qing Yue hurriedly walked out of the house, stood behind Lu Jing, and held an umbrella for Lu Jing.
Nan Xuehu smiled slightly and asked, "How old is Mr. Lu Jing?"
Lu Jing frowned.
He suddenly understood why Nan Xuehu asked like this.
"This Southern Snow Tiger looks to be about the same age as me, but has already cultivated to the furnace and even the snow mountain realm.
There was a heavy rain coming from the sky. He was sitting in the heavy rain. The heavy rain was not close to him, but I could only hold an umbrella.
He wants to use this to take the initiative, and wants to overwhelm me with his age, cultivation, and status!"
Lu Jing's thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he suddenly stood up and walked towards the back room.
"Mr. Snow Tiger, it's going to rain heavily. If you have anything to do, you can come into my room. If nothing happens, just leave on your own."
Qing Yue followed Lu Jing step by step and entered the house.
Nan Xuehu was slightly startled, with a look of surprise on his face.
He thought for a moment, stood up, and walked into the house.
Crackling...
Heavy rain came, bringing with it howling winds.
This time, Nan Xuehu may not want to have another verbal confrontation with Lu Jingzuo.
"Lu Jing, the Duke of Nanguo has a high status. My sister is also a genius in swordsmanship. She has already achieved the state of transformation in a short period of time. She can control three hundred swords and walk on the white clouds with the help of the wind.
He Yu's future should not be limited to that gloomy palace, nor should he be married to you and live together, but his soul should shine on the stars, and the pure yang should overcome the thunder tribulation!"
Nan Xuehu did not sit down, but stood at the door of the room, staring at Lu Jing who was sitting on the seat.
Lu Jing's face was expressionless, while Qing Yue's teeth were biting her lower lip.
"Nan... Nanguo Duke's government has postponed it several times, but it just wants to break off the engagement. Since you want to break off the engagement, then just break off the engagement. Why should the young master be so aggressive?"
Finally, Qing Yue seemed to have finally mustered up the courage and said to Nan Xuehu.
Nan Xuehu glanced at Qing Yue in surprise.
Lu Jing also had a soft smile on his face and said to Qing Yue: "Qing Yue, don't worry, go to the back room to rest first."
Qing Yue stamped her feet, and when she saw the serious look on Lu Jing's face, her eyes filled with guilt: "Master, it was Qing Yue who went beyond the rules."
As she spoke, she walked towards the back room.
"You...did you make a mistake?"
Lu Jing saw Qing Yue's eyes, which were obviously distressed, and a trace of anger suddenly arose in his heart.
"In this engagement, I am the surrogate son-in-law, and I have no right to break off the engagement. You came here to tell me this today...
Let me think about it, I probably encountered resistance from the Duke of Nanguo and wanted to use me as a breakthrough to cancel the marriage."
"Let me guess. Just now Mr. Snow Tiger said that my life is not important and it is okay to kill me. But now he followed me into the house and said this to me. It is probably because even if my life is not important, you
If you kill me, Duke Nan Lao will definitely be furious, so that horse just now did not want to take my life, but wanted to teach me...a lesson."
Lu Jing sat casually on the wooden chair, his eyes getting colder and colder.
He asked questions one after another, but Nan Xuehu remained expressionless and stared at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing added, "Based on this guess, you probably want me to do something scandalous, and want Duke Nan to personally order Nan Heyu to write a letter of divorce?"
Finally, Nan Xuehu stopped being silent and said: "You are still free now, so you can go to the Land of Smoke and Willows a few more times, go to the boathouses a few more times, and go to a brothel a few more times.
An ordinary son-in-law would inevitably die if he did such a thing.
But you haven't been here before, and you are the young master of the Jiuhu Lu family, so it's no problem.
Thus……"
Nan Xuehu's tone was straightforward, as if he was telling Lu Jing what to do.
Lu Jing took a deep breath and was about to speak when another blazing golden light shone in his mind, as if a glorious palace was slowly emerging!