If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 30: The Youth Returns Virtue with Virtue and Resentment with Directness
Chapter 30: The Youth Returns Virtue with Virtue and Resentment with Directness
The clear stream meanders through the rockery.
The afternoon sun has dimmed a bit, but today's weather is excellent. The sky is clear of dust, and the sun's disc hangs brightly in the sky.
Ning Qiang, who always had a somewhat far-fetched look on her face, didn't become slightly more energetic until she saw Lu Jing coming, and nodded towards Lu Jing walking from the boulevard.
Lin Rendong, who was on the side, probably noticed something strange about Ning Qiang. A curious look flashed through her eyes, and she also looked at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing looked calm and walked all the way to Qingliu Pavilion.
He was polite and saluted everyone.
Lu Qiong stood up and said to Lu Jing in high spirits: "Brother Jing, you are here at the right time. Today I will not worry about martial arts or schoolwork. I will concentrate on writing poems and lyrics, and be elegant."
"It happened that I met my cousin and Miss Lonicera in the north courtyard, so I invited them to come together. You are here to write and write down our poems. If these poems become famous in the future, they will be mentioned more
Two sentences about your name."
Lu Qiong has never liked to practice martial arts, nor does he like reading, but he loves poetry very much. Lu Qiong has read the "Wen Shi" in the four books no less than a thousand times.
On the side, Lu Jiang remained silent, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Lu Jing in silence.
When Lu Qiong spoke, everyone else in Qingliu Pavilion also remained silent.
But behind Lu Qiong, Xi Qiu, and Xue Liu, two maids, there was something strange flashing in their eyes.
These two maids are the personal maids of Lu Qiong and Lu Jiang respectively.
On weekdays, she is responsible for washing, dressing, making and warming the two young masters. Such a girl has a very high status in the house. She does not need to work other than serving the young masters. Naturally, there are maids to help prepare everything.
This can be seen just from the clothes of these two maids.
Lu Jiang's maid Xue Liu was wearing a yellow blue shirt and a mahogany pearl hairpin on her head. The pearls on the hairpin alone were worth a lot of money, probably hundreds of taels of silver.
Even girls from ordinary merchant families rarely have such a hairpin, which shows Lu Jiang's love for Xue Liu.
Lu Qiong's maid, Xi Qiu, is much more beautiful. She has slim shoulders, slim waist, long figure, and duck-oval face. She is a rare beauty.
Xi Qiu's status in the Lu family is naturally higher than that of Xue Liu, because his master is Lu Qiong, the eldest son of the Lu family.
When Lu Shenyuan grows old in the future, Lu Qiong will inherit the title of Lord Shenxiao inherited from the Lu family.
In addition, Mrs. Ning has always loved Lu Qiong very much, and Xi Qiu's status has also risen. Even the chief steward in the mansion has to sell her a lot of face.
So Xi Qiu's clothes, not to mention, she was wearing a pink Lufthansa skirt, with Yiluo gauze in her arms, and the materials used were from Sanghuai Mansion in Jiangnan Province, which can be said to be first-class.
The accessories on her body are also extremely expensive, and even the Xueliu next to her can only be regarded as dwarfed by her.
The reason why they had a strange look in their eyes was probably because they were both young masters from the Lu family, but their circumstances were different.
Lu Jiang was protected by his mother, practiced martial arts diligently, and had a high status in the second mansion.
There is no need to say more about Lu Qiong. Among the young masters and ladies in the mansion, there is no one with a higher status than him, and no one is more favored by Mrs. Ning than him.
Looking back at the land scene in front of me...
"This Lu Jing was not favored in the house, and now he has become a son-in-law, making the Lu family a laughing stock... On the other hand, his appearance is like that of a beautiful mother, but what's the use of this...?"
Xi Qiu couldn't help but turn around and glance at his young master Qiong.
"When it comes to appearance, Master Qiong is not inferior to him. He also writes good poems. When it comes to status, it is even more different."
The maid murmured to herself.
She only dared to say these words to herself, and never dared to say them openly.
In any case, even though Lu Jing was already a son-in-law and his status in the family was not high, before Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong had spoken, this young man's surname was still Lu.
Since his surname is Lu, he is the master of the house, and someone in charge will tacitly approve of the deceptions people do behind the scenes. If he is rude in person, someone will naturally hold him accountable.
This is not for Lu Jing, but for the authority of the Lu surname.
While Xi Qiu was speculating in his mind, Xue Liu not far away was sympathizing with Qing Yue behind Lu Jing.
In the Qingliu Pavilion here, including Qing Yue, there are a total of seven maids.
In addition to Xue Liu and Xi Qiu, as well as Ning Qiang and Lin Lonicera's maids, there were also two attendants serving tea and water and preparing snacks.
This is the luxury of the Lu Mansion on Shili Changning Street.
Several hosts were drinking tea, accompanied by seven attendants and one servant. If the Qingliu Pavilion hadn't been big enough, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people.
But among the seven maids, Qingyue's appearance is the shabbiest.
The clothes on his body are old and even faded in many places. The accessories on his body are mediocre. Apart from the wooden hairpin on his head, there is nothing worth noting.
"This girl named Qingyue is really unlucky. She is so beautiful but she is with such a master. I'm afraid she won't even be able to eat decent snacks on weekdays."
Xue Liu thought of this, and then thought of another girl with whom she had a very good relationship.
"Fortunately, eight or nine years ago, Sister Xixiang asked Guan Liu to intercede. Otherwise, the person who is following Lu Jing now would probably be Sister Xixiang, and how could she be with Master Lu Feng."
"At the very least, my master will not be forced to be a book boy and will not suffer such humiliation."
The two maids were thinking a lot.
Ning Qiang, who was beside her, also frowned slightly. She thought for a while, stood up and said to Lu Jing: "Cousin, please take a seat first. I am a little tired today and don't want to write poems and lyrics anymore. It's good to talk about homely things."
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Lu Qiong was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the fatigue in Ning Qiang's eyes, he also committed the habit of being sentimental. He quickly said: "My cousin is tired? How about I ask the kitchen to cook you some decoction to relieve fatigue?"
Ning Qiang said: "Thank you, cousin. It doesn't have to be like this. I'll just rest for a while."
Lu Jing, who had never spoken a word, showed some concern on his clear-cut face and said, "Cousin, since you are tired, why don't you go back and rest?"
This concern is not showy.
It's just that in this Lu family, no one has ever cared about Lu Jing.
——Except Ning Qiang, who came to Lu Mansion last year because of a disaster at home.
Perhaps because Ning Qiang had a miserable life experience, she had some resonance with Lu Jing, who also lived a miserable life.
On weekdays, Ning Qiang often sent her servants to bring some meat to Lu Jing to subsidize Lu Jing so that Lu Jing and Qing Yue would not have too hard a time.
A gentleman repays kindness with kindness and repays evil with straightness.
Lu Jing inherited the memory of his original body and had a ruler in his heart to measure good and evil. Naturally, he was also grateful to Ning Qiang.
Lu Jing opened his mouth, and Ning Qiang, who had always looked sad, actually smiled and urged Lu Jing: "Cousin, please take a seat quickly and let them pour you a cup of tea. It is autumn now, and although it is not cold yet,
But the autumn wind is in your bones, and drinking a cup of hot tea can also prevent the wind and cold."
Lin Lonicera next to Ning Qiang looked at Ning Qiang in surprise.
She knew that her good friend had been worried all day long since his family suffered a disaster, and there was rarely a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, this Lu Jing in front of her could make Ning Qiang smile.
Although this smile is still a bit far-fetched, it is not easy.
When Lu Jiang saw this scene, his expression suddenly became much gloomier.
"Lu Jing, if my cousin asks you to sit down, sit down. When the old lady comes back in a few days, I'm afraid it won't be possible for you to sit on this chair."
He suddenly spoke, causing several hosts present to look at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing smiled casually, took his seat immediately, and said to Lu Jiang, "Fifth cousin, are you feeling better? It's a pity that such a good horse suddenly went crazy and died."
Lu Jiang's expression became even more gloomy. He glanced at Lu Jing coldly and drank all the tea in the purple sand cup in front of him: "Lu Jing, you secretly practice martial arts. You know that the punishments in the clan are getting heavier, but it can kill people."
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Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Fifth cousin, have you forgotten that I am going to get married soon. I believe that Mrs. Ning and my mother will not leave a cripple to the Duke of Nanguo."
Everyone present was stunned.
Although Lu Qiong, Ning Qiang and Lin Rendong didn't know what Lu Jiang and Lu Jing were talking about.
But he could also clearly sense the tension between the two.
What they didn't expect was that Lu Jing was now able to tell the truth about his coming to the Duke of Nanguo's mansion to be his son-in-law. He did not shy away from anything and was quite candid.
Lu Jiang was stunned and then a smile appeared on his lips: "Lu Jing, becoming a son-in-law... is something to be proud of?"
Lu Jing smiled: "When you are in adversity, you are surrounded by needles and stones, and you have to practice discipline without realizing it! Since the matter is a foregone conclusion, what is the use of complaining and giving up on yourself all day long? Instead of doing this, it is better to turn shame into support and protect yourself.
Fifth cousin, am I right?"
The Qingliu Pavilion suddenly became quiet.
The gloominess on Lu Jiang's face disappeared, and instead he looked more solemn as he stared at Lu Jing.
Xi Qiu and Xue Liu didn't know the hidden meaning of Lu Jing's words, but they thought that Lu Jing was bold and dared to confront Young Master Jiang tit for tat.
Lin Rendong felt more and more that there was something extraordinary about this arrogant young man...
The one who was most deeply touched was Ning Qiang.
"When you live in adverse circumstances, you are surrounded by needles and stones, and you practice discipline without realizing it."
"Being in adverse circumstances is like being seriously ill. You can unknowingly temper your will and cultivate noble parallelism..."
"This is how my cousin views his difficult fate..."
Ning Qiang thought deeply, probably thinking of herself.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Finally, Lu Qiong became a little impatient, and he said: "We are not talking about anything else in Qingliu Pavilion today. Lu Jing, I know that you have done an excellent job in your studies, but I have always been annoyed by these trivial matters.
Reason, don’t mention it again.
By the way, you study the Four Books and Five Classics diligently on weekdays, and you should also read "Wen Shi". Why not compose a poem for us to appreciate."
Lu Jing did not hesitate, shook his head and refused: "Brother, I usually study well, but when it comes to poetry, I don't have much talent or attainment."
Lu Jiang suddenly smiled: "Lu Jing, then you made the wrong choice. You are in a lowly position, so what's the use of reading the other four books and the Five Classics well? If you can't take the imperial examination or enter the official career, why bother doing useless work.
It's better to study poetry, and in the future you can be elegant, attend a few poetry gatherings, and call yourself a scholar outside."
When he said this, he seemed to suddenly realize it.
"I guess this is the reason why you practice martial arts. You are at a dead end and you want to use martial arts to break the situation?"
Lu Jiang's tall body sat on the stone bench, his eyes sharp and his tone low: "It's just a pity, if I remember correctly, you are already sixteen or seventeen years old.
If you want to cast your bones at the age of sixteen or seventeen, how easy is it?"