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Chapter 24: The thorn roses in August, the nobles scolded

Lu Jing closed Dafu Fengwu Zhi with many thoughts.

In his mind, a bright yellow light flowed away, and a lot of information came in one after another, like a spring breeze.

The spring breeze suddenly rises and sneaks into Lu Jing's soul.

The soul of Lu Jing's Namo Lake was blown by this spring breeze, and it became a little clearer, and the light shining from the soul was also brighter.

"Yang Cheng destiny, [Scholar]."

Lu Jing's face showed a hint of joy. This destiny was obtained when Nan Xuehu came that day.

In the past few days, he had been triggered every time he read.

"Every time I gain something from reading, this scholar's fate can make my soul more solid, which is equivalent to me imagining the Ming Dynasty."

"Thinking about the Ming Dynasty too often will make your spirit tired and your soul unable to support it, but reading will not."

Lu Jing closed his eyes and sensed his own soul.

He only felt that the light in his soul had begun to change from weak to strong, and the texture of his soul was no longer so transparent.

"When the light becomes stronger and the soul becomes closer to reality, it can enter the floating realm. The soul can take physical objects and influence other people's sanity.

More importantly, the soul can float in the sky at night..."

Lu Jing was looking forward to it.

Practicing God is different from practicing martial arts. Practicing martial arts has immediate results. In the past few days, Lu Jing has practiced martial arts and already feels that his physique has greatly improved. His skin, flesh and fascia have become extremely tough, and his bones have also become extremely hard due to bone casting.

Lu Jing seemed weak at this time, but his breath was long and his strength should not be underestimated.

As for Lian Shen, the initial induction state and the out-of-body state actually have no lethality.

But in the floating realm, the soul becomes increasingly powerful.

After floating in the sky, the sun shines and transforms into reality. This power appears and is incomparable.

Lu Jing is really looking forward to the day when he can become a real person.

He had complicated thoughts and thought for a while.

He calmed down again and concentrated on reading.

Read the Master's holy words, read the great national customs, and also read Confucianism and Taoism.

"The holy words can help us understand the truth, the national customs can help us understand the situation of a country, and the pursuit of learning can help us understand our aspirations. These classics are indispensable."

Lu Jing concentrated on reading, and the time passed in the blink of an eye.

The Bailu weather is actually still a bit sultry after noon.

Qingyue was wearing a green floral floor-length skirt, with misty hair and misty hair, and her fair face shone in the red glow of the evening.

However, this floral floor-length skirt has been around for many years, and the floral patterns have faded a bit.

The hairpin in her hair is just an ordinary brown wooden hairpin without any pendants.

This floral skirt was given to Mrs. Ning for her eightieth birthday the year before last. Qing Yue has been wearing the brown wooden hairpin since she was twelve or thirteen years old. It is inevitable that it will be bumped and bumped on weekdays, and the corners will be worn.

Somewhat whitish.

Such an outfit does not look like the only maid of a wealthy young master.

Lu Jing looked thoughtful when he saw Qing Yue's appearance.

Not long after.

"Master, dinner is almost ready, please hurry up and wash up."

Qing Yue poked her head out of the side room and said, "It's too hot in the room today, why don't we eat in this courtyard?"

Lu Jing smiled and nodded.

The two of them sat around the stone table. There were only two bowls of rice, a plate of white radish, and a plate of cucumber on the stone table.

But Lu Jing and Qing Yue ate with gusto.

"Ah, look, young master, the thorn roses in this courtyard are blooming."

Lu Jing was eating when Qing Yue suddenly shouted something loudly.

Lu Jing was a little confused. He turned around and saw that there was actually a rose in full bloom in the small flowerbed in the courtyard.

The fiery red flowers are delicate and delicate, full of flowers, with many flowers and leaves, and they look really beautiful.

"Will the thorn rose bloom in August?"

Lu Jing was a little surprised. The flowering period of rosettes is around March and April. Roses bloom in August, just like the snow falling in July. It is really surprising.

Just when Lu Jing was confused, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside the door.

Da da da.

The sound of the horse's hooves was slow and powerful, and it kept getting closer.

"Master Jing."

A sound like an oriole coming out of the valley came from outside the door.

"It's Miss Shengzi."

Qing Yue immediately recognized the person's voice, and there was a bit of surprise on her face.

She had a very good impression of Shengzi, not only because of the box of peach blossom cakes she even brought, but also because of Shengzi's attitude towards Lu Jing.

Qing Yue hurried out and opened the door.

Lu Jing also stood up.

Qing Yue opened the courtyard door, and not far from the door were Lu Yi and Sheng Zi.

But next to the majestic appearance, there is a plain white horse.

This horse was all white, with a few strands of red hair on its forehead. If Lu Jing looked carefully, he could see that even the horse's hooves were white, spotless, and quite extraordinary.

A heavy horse!

Regardless of whether he is a martial artist or a Confucian scholar, whether he is a commoner with a little wealth or a high-ranking official, all are proud to own a good horse.

Lu Jing looked at the horse, only to find that the horse's eyes were bright and alert, and its aura was probably extremely strong.

"Moreover, now that I have mastered the ability to sense the spirit, when I look at the horse, I feel that this horse is mentally tough and courageous.

Moreover, the body of Miss Sheng's horse is full of vitality and blood, like the blazing sun shining brightly, so it must be a good exotic horse."

Lu Jing felt quite envious.

He wanted a horse very much. When his mother was still alive, he went to Mrs. Zhong's residence to beg her for a horse for him.

It was just that when my mother came back, she had a smile on her face, but the smile was very forced, as if she was smiling at Lu Jing at that time.

At that time, my mother was already seriously ill, and since then she has become more taciturn.

Naturally, this horse didn't want to come.

Because of these many past events, Lu Jing never went to the racecourse in Lu Mansion to watch horse racing, nor did he tell his mother that he loved horses.

"Master Jing, what do you think of my horse?"

Shengzi had a smile on her face, still dressed in red, standing next to the white horse.

A white horse against a red dress is like a red lotus against a white stone, creating much more beauty.

Lu Jing also had a slight smile on his face: "This horse must be extremely precious. It has strong hoofs and a smooth and strong body, but... it seems a little unruly."

“How can a horse be a good horse if it’s not unruly?”

Lu Yi curled her lips and said, "Lu Jing, you are just talking nonsense."

"By the way, why did you make Brother Jiang angry? I heard from the girl in his house that he came back a few days ago and smashed many things in the house, and he was still chanting your name in an angry and vicious manner. .”

Lu Yi asked.

Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, and he never remained silent, saying: "As a member of a noble family, I was disgraced by someone who was highly respected, and my heart was filled with excitement for a while. This... is actually an unreasonable thought, which is harmful to one's character and character. Martial arts."

Shengzi considered Lu Jing's words, but Lu Yi didn't understand Lu Jing's confusing answer.

She was about to ask.

Lu Jing then said slowly: "Young man with a noble stomach, he is used to yelling and scolding and doing whatever he wants, how can he tolerate his own incomprehensible thoughts?

In this case, it is natural to find a scapegoat for others to shoulder and break it, so as to understand the thoughts and relieve the anger in the heart."

"This...is the privilege of meat eaters."


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