Chapter 327 Qingyue Prepared a Gift for the Young Master
Lu Jing entered Taixuan Palace in the evening, and the civil and military officials in the court were all speculating on how the Holy Lord would deal with Lu Jing.
The death of an Eight Realm Heavenly Dragon in Dafu was a huge loss, especially when the Northern Qin Dynasty's flaming chariots were displayed on the border of Dafu, eyeing the world.
No matter what the secret behind the death of Taichong Longjun was, Lu Jing's rain-calling sword was stained with dragon's blood after all, and the divine thoughts of the heavenly dragon lingering on the blade of the rain-calling sword cannot be faked.
With such evidence, Lu Jing privately killed Taichong Hailongjun, who was conferred by the Holy Lord himself. Even if the dragon-killer was the newly appointed Lord Jingguo, the result would not be that easy.
Lu Jing is in Taixuan Palace.
There were also a few lights on in the Taixian Hall.
There are undercurrents surging in Taixuanjing at night.
Someone was writing a memorial, and Chen Lujing was domineering, saying that Taichong Longjun was serious about the current ambush.
No matter what the reason was, Lu Jing could not escape the responsibility of ignoring the overall situation after killing Taichong Longjun.
Some people even speculate that with the cultivation levels of Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen, they will never be able to kill Chunyang Yuanshen, the Taichong Dragon Lord, and there must be someone stronger behind them.
Among the ministers who wrote these memorials, some wanted to curb Duke Jing's meteoric rise for various reasons, some wanted to punish Lu Jing for his sins, and some wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to destroy Lu Jing's prestige.
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These people each have their own thoughts and purposes.
There are those who want to destroy Lu Jing's prestige, and there are naturally those who want to defend Lu Jing and want to preserve Lu Jing.
There were several generals on Wulong Street who admired Lu Jing for his ability to control the wind and rain and solve the troubles in the middle of the river. There were also many civil servants in the court who wanted to intercede for Lu Jing at the court meeting tomorrow.
Prince Yu Zhuoxian also entered the palace in person like Duke Nan Lao, wanting to meet the holy king.
There were also people with special status like Ji Yuanzhi and Li Shen who also brought many scholars with them to write letters of petition, hoping to deliver them to the Holy Lord at the court meeting tomorrow.
It was these undercurrents that surged through Taixuanjing that night.
In just one hour, I don’t know how many people moved with their own thoughts.
But... to everyone's surprise...
An hour later, the still young Thirteenth Prince actually escorted Duke Jing Guo out of the palace in person.
The person driving the car turned out to be the old man in red, Diao Si.
This Diao Temple man named Lu has been serving the Holy Master for decades. He is getting older and older, and it seems that he is not going to die soon. However, the civil and military officials of the dynasty, including the Zhu Kingdom, must treat him with courtesy.
Chi Yi Diao Temple drove to see each other off, which in itself was a signal.
So... the ministers who originally wanted to read the copy of Duke Jing in the court hall tomorrow received the news, and were filled with anger and confusion, and had to throw the written memorial into the charcoal basin.
Dafuduo has very strict rules.
But no matter how valuable these rules are, they are not as valuable as the will of the Great Lord.
"The one Lu Jing killed was Taichong Longjun, the only heavenly dragon in Dafu!"
In the Jiansu Mansion, Yu Xuanlou's eyes shone with an inexplicable light. The light was a bit frightening, and it was completely different from the light emanating from the double pupils that were born to represent the appearance of seeing immortals.
Li Guanlong sat cross-legged in front of the table, his dragon-like power growing stronger and stronger. No wonder the real dragon did not dare to dance in front of him.
"What exactly is the Holy Lord planning?"
Yu Xuanlou took a sip of wine and said in a muffled voice: "It is natural that such a talented person should be cared for after being born in Dafu. But if the emperor only pampers him and does not beat him appropriately, then when Lu Jing becomes more mature, he will inevitably become domineering, and instead he will become domineering.
There are a lot of troubles all over the body.”
"Lu Jing said that the Dragon Lord of Taichong intercepted and killed him on Jiuchu Mountain, and Yu Dongshen, the crown prince of Chong'an, once helped him. I thought that the Holy Lord would at least recruit Yu Dongshen into the palace, and asked him carefully.
Fan.
But he never thought that in just an hour, Lu Jing would be accompanied by Prince Yanxu and driven out of Taixuan Capital by Canglong Diao Temple himself.
When passing by Yanglu Street, I also took a look at the unfinished Jingguogong Mansion.
This... is a bit too indulgent."
When Yu Xuanlou said this, he repeated his first sentence: "The person who died was an eighth-level heavenly dragon!"
In Shaozhu Kingdom, Duke Chu listened to the words of the seventh prince.
Duke Chu sighed and said: "Your Highness, Lu Jing has become a powerful man and is no longer the ordinary bastard he was before.
Moreover, Lu Jing attracted too much attention from His Highness. Nankai Road, Beichuan Road, and Sanghuai Mansion had many conflicts. Seeing that Su Mansion was far weaker than Donggong, this was definitely not a good thing.
Your Highness, Lu Jing was not removed during the Hezhong Road. Now Lu Jing has returned to Taixuanjing and became the Duke of Jing. In addition, the speed of his cultivation is simply unbelievable. It will be even more difficult for Su Mansion to kill him again.
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"Your Highness, instead of focusing on Lu Jing all the time, it is better to put aside your grudge against him for the time being and concentrate on fighting against the East Palace."
Yu Xuanlou's expression changed slightly, and then a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I was born with double eyes, and am the seventh prince of Dafu. I also thought that I had great talent, but I didn't expect... that a bastard who had been looked down upon ran away from the Jiuhu Lu family, and I was defeated by him many times.
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"Even when I personally asked for peace with him as a prince, he refused. As long as I ascend to the throne, I will have the power to swallow the sky like a holy king.
But now, a small scene can make me lose face."
Yu Xuanlou, who had a deep scheming mind and a heavenly paradise hidden in his eyes, was a little discouraged.
Li Guanlong, who had remained silent until now, slowly raised his head.
He looked at Yuxuan Tower and asked: "Your Highness, do you think a person like Lu Jing can really stay in Taixuan Capital?"
Yu Xuanlou shook his head: "This is the decision of the Holy Lord. If the Holy Lord thinks that he can stay, he will naturally stay."
At this time, Li Guanlong recalled several confrontations with Lu Jing in his mind and slowly shook his head.
"Perhaps one day, even the Holy Lord will not want to let Lu Jing stay in Taixuan Capital.
By that time, Lu Jing was not just an enemy of Su Mansion.
Your Highness, there is no need to be impatient, Your Highness cannot kill Lu Jing, how dare Lu Jing kill His Highness?"
Li Guanlong's eyes were as calm as a pool of water, showing no trace of murderous intent.
"I embarked on the path of spiritual practice because of watching the dragon. Along the way, I traveled through mountains and rivers, overcoming thorns and thorns.
Now I am going to Shenguan...if I have the chance, I also hope to resolve those entanglements with Lu Jing."
As Li Guanlong spoke, power flowed from his body, and he had the tenacity to climb over thousands of mountains.
He himself never thought that one day the mountain in front of him would turn into a landscape.
"Actually, most of the time we are not allowed to take action ourselves. We just have to watch quietly. Lu Jing will always face many fatal disasters."
Just at this moment, the white-haired Shen Buyi appeared at the entrance of the east hall in a wheelchair.
He looked far away in the direction of Yanglu Street: "Just as Chu Guogong said, Your Highness should not be impatient.
With Lu Jing's character, there is not only one high mountain in front of him.
For example... if Yudong God helps him, he will naturally help Yudong God.
And Yu Dongshen came to Taixuanjing from the Three States of Chong'an quietly, but if he wants to return to the Three States of Chong'an quietly from Taixuanjing, I'm afraid... it won't be easy."
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When Canglong Diao Si drove the carriage and sent Lu Jing back to Kongshan Lane, he also went to the library specifically to pick up Qing Yue.
But when Qingyue left the library, she still held Zhaoye in her hands. Zhuo Yaoluo on her right shoulder became the size of a little finger and she sat cross-legged on it.
Waves of strong medicinal fragrance emanated from Zhaoye and Zhuo Yaoluo.
Waves of dragon power mixed with medicinal fragrance can be heard from hundreds of feet away.
Qing Yue, who is in the library, has changed a lot in this year.
When she was in the small courtyard in Kongshan Lane, Xiaojiabiyu always had an unchanging tenderness in her eyes.
In Mr. Eleven's academy, she is just like the pharmacist in the academy, dressed in white and holding a medicinal book in her hand to record the results.
During Lu Jing's absence for more than half a year, Qingyue did not stand still. With the guidance of a famous teacher like Mr. Eleven, coupled with Qingyue's original talent, Qingyue's pharmacological attainments are now extraordinary.
Lu Jing didn't understand pharmacology, so he didn't know the extent of Qing Yue's pharmacology knowledge.
However, whether it is Zhao Ye or Zhuo Yao Luo, taking dragon beads, and then taking the elixir prepared by Qing Yue, use these elixirs to remove the strong, toxic, and evil nature of those dragon beads, and completely nourish the dragon beads into their own Qi.
Blood……
It is precisely because of Qing Yue's presence that whether it is Zhao Ye, Zhuo Yao Luo, or the golden dragon deer fish, all have grown in these days.
"Master, if you leave Taixuanjing one day, where will you go?"
After getting off the carriage, Lu Jing and Qing Yue walked side by side, first going to the Duke Jing's Mansion under construction on Yanglu Street.
After leaving Jingguo Gong's mansion, the two bought two more bottles of deer wine, and then walked side by side on the street.
Just like many nights before, Qing Yue walked on the street and looked up at the night sky, as if she was carefully searching for the unique stars in the sky.
Lu Jing didn't know why Qing Yue asked this, but he still smiled and replied: "I can't tell.
If I really want to leave Taixuanjing, I might go to Qi to find brother Feng Mian and take a look at the Bone Palace.
Or maybe I will go to Taihao Palace to look for Chen Xuanwu. I promised him a long time ago that I would go to Taihao Palace to play with him, but I didn’t expect that we have been separated for nearly two years and have not yet made the trip."
"Except for Qi, Taihao Que... maybe... maybe I will go to the three states of Chong'an to see the sea of purple flowers and the world-famous Tiger Riding Army."
Lu Jing said casually.
Qing Yue on the side listened very seriously. She took note of it carefully. After another two or three breaths of silence, she suddenly asked with a smile: "If one day I separate from the young master, then I will go to these three places to wait."
Master.
The world is big and small, and if Qingyue doesn't die, she can always wait for the young master."
Lu Jing became more and more confused and turned to look at Qing Yue.
Qing Yue smiled with her eyebrows bent as usual: "Master, I have prepared a gift for you. I will give it to you after some time."
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Back at the small courtyard in Kongshan Alley, Qing Yue washed Lu Jing and then went to rest.
Lu Jing was sitting in the courtyard.
The spring breeze was far away, and the heat of summer was also brought with it. Lu Jing looked at the stars for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out which star was worthy of Qing Yue's search.
Until late at night.
Lu Jing suddenly seemed to realize something. He stood up, opened the door and walked out of the courtyard.
At the entrance of Kongshan Lane, a short old man was facing away from Lu Jing, looking at the Duke Jing's Mansion built on Yanglu Street.
"There should be a stream of clear water flowing in front of the East Hall. The weather in Taixuanjing is too dry."
Lu Jing walked closer and the short old man spoke.
The weak starlight in the sky fell on the old man, but the gold and silver reflected a lot of brilliance, which seemed a bit exaggerated.
But the old man didn't realize it, and still said to Lu Jing: "Plant some purple grass in the courtyard. The purple grass can often brew vitality. The vitality is naturally useless for cultivation, but it can feed other flowers and plants in the courtyard.
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Lu Jing stood side by side with the old man and said, "It's a pity that there is a majestic and towering stone tablet in front of the east hall."
The old man turned his head, looked at Lu Jing and said, "If you like it, I can give you the stone tablet of Dafu Juyue."
"Send...give it to me?" Lu Jing was a little surprised: "Old Duke, the stone tablet given by the Holy Lord symbolizes the achievements of the country, how can it be given away?"
"Since the Holy Lord gave it to me, the destination of the stone tablet is naturally decided by me. Why can't I give it to you?"
That short old man was none other than Duke Nanlao.
The old Duke looked directly into Lu Jing's eyes: "You only need to tell me, and I will carry the stone tablet for you and set it up in front of your mansion."
Lu Jing waved his hand slightly and said seriously: "Why are you here, old Duke?"
Duke Nan Lao Guo was quite straightforward: "My son Nan Tinggui has been suffering from illness since he was a child, and his life expectancy is now approaching... If I have half a heavenly dragon horn, I may be able to prolong his life for three to five years."
"Jing Guo Gong...if it's possible..."
"Dragon horn?" Lu Jing raised his head and looked at the white bones of the dragon hidden by the clouds and mist: "The old prince has been picking the dragon horn since he went to the sky."
Nanlao Guogong probably never thought that the trip to Kongshan Lane would go so smoothly, and he was a little stunned for a moment.
Lu Jinghui misunderstood Duke Nan Lao and explained: "The Holy Lord has already determined the ownership of the bones of the Heavenly Dragon. The bones of the Heavenly Dragon belong to Lu Jing. Duke Nan Lao will just go and pick them up."
However, if this celestial dragon bone is used, it will inevitably lead to enmity with the five sea dragons.
Duke Nan Lao can make his own decision."
"Who cares about those long worms?" Nan Laoguo said: "There is still some resentment between my son and I and you. In the final analysis, it is my Nanfu that owes you the cold shoulder you received when you were young.
Today I put down my shame and come to you to ask you to give me the Tianlong Horn. I think it’s for the sake of the grass-chopping knife and Nan Fengmian’s face.
In any case... this is a great favor to the Duke of Nanguo. Although I am old, I will naturally remember the kindness of Duke Jingguo."
When Lu Jing heard what Mr. Nan Laoguo said, he shook his head seriously.
"Old Duke Nan, you misunderstood."
Lu Jing and Nan Lao Guo Gong stood side by side. Nan Lao Guo Gong had his hands behind his back, and Lu Jing was holding on to the handle of the Whispering Wind Knife.
"The friendship between me and Nan Fengmian has nothing to do with the Nan family. Brother Fengmian has always been free and easy, and he also knows that kindness is a kindness and that it is too much. I will not forget the past grudges because of brother Fengmian."
"As for the grass-chopping knife, I only owe it to Nan Xuehu and have nothing to do with the Duke of Nanguo."
"The reason why I am willing to give out the Tianlong Horn is actually quite simple."
When Lu Jing finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face: "I have the same rank as Duke Nan Lao, and I am magnanimous in giving the Tianlong Horn today.
And after that, I also hope that Duke Nan and the head of the Nan family can personally apologize to me for serving tea."
"Of course, if Old Duke Nan can't show his face, he can also ask Nan Xuehu to come and beg me. I have a very good relationship with him, and for the sake of his face, I can spare you two tea."
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Nanlao Guogong left Kongshan Alley with Tianlongjiao.
Lu Jing returned to the small courtyard.
Qing Yue, who had already rested, was sitting in the courtyard waiting for him.
"Master, Mr. Nan is a strange person."
Qing Yue smiled and said: "But the Nan family can still make a profit. If the two of them serve two cups of tea and apologize twice, they can get a heavenly dragon horn."
Lu Jing stepped forward and patted Qing Yue on the head: "I just made up some random reasons for them to serve me tea."
"Actually, the ones who are really worth a Heavenly Dragon Horn in Nanguo Duke's Mansion are Nan Fengmian and Nan Xuehu."
Qing Yue narrowed her eyes and asked: "Where is Nan Heyu, the genius of swordsmanship?"
Lu Jing was stunned, then thought for a moment, and then said: "She has a good character, and she helped me when we were on the Hezhong Road."
"In addition to Nan Fengmian and Nan Xuehu, let's add Nan Heyu."