Chapter 369 Who said there is no hope in the world?
"You actually want to fight against the West Tower in the Sky in the Valley of the Dead?"
Ji Yuanzhi was extremely puzzled.
He was originally playing chess with Li Shen. When he read the letter in his hand, he couldn't help but straighten his back and exclaimed.
Li Shen took the letter from Ji Yuanzhi's hand and read it carefully, but lost interest in playing chess.
Zhong Yubai was also sitting in this small pavilion. It was cold, and the two sword pills of pine and cypress were spinning in his hands. He looked worriedly at the running water on the side of the small pavilion.
Yu Xuanlou is in a very good mood today.
The seventh prince of the current dynasty, who used to study various classics every day, rarely took a walk in the courtyard.
Li Wuhuang was half a step behind him, accompanying his husband.
She also got the news, her delicate and fair face revealed a bit of sarcasm.
"Even a good man like Lu Jing, who is famous all over the world, would do such a thing in order to survive."
Li Wuhuang gritted her teeth slightly. She tried her best to maintain her posture, not wanting the seventh prince to look down upon her.
But even though she tried her best to restrain herself, the disdain in her eyes was still clear.
"Everyone says that when the Duke of Jingguo was united in knowledge and action, now that there is a catastrophe, he only thinks about how to save his life, and does not care about the consequences."
Li Wuhuang, who originally seemed to have given up, saw Lu Jingzhi's embarrassment, but some hope ignited in his heart.
Yu Xuanlou's eyes twinkled, and he did not laugh at Lu Jing together with Li Wuhuang.
Instead, he stopped and looked in the direction of Yanglu Street from a distance.
"If Lu Jing survives this catastrophe, Duke Jing's mansion will be built.
At that time, Lu Jing could be regarded as a true duke.
He is not in danger of death, and as a duke, he will accumulate great power in Taixuan Capital within two or three years."
Yu Xuanlou seemed to be mumbling to himself.
Li Wuhuang understood.
Lu Jing and the Seventh Prince were mortal enemies. The concubine who had been hunted down many times in the past became the Duke and rose to power in Taixuan Capital.
After he rises, he will become a high mountain on the road ahead for the Seventh Prince.
Such a high mountain cannot be easily moved, and rocks and soil falling from the mountain from time to time are also extremely difficult to deal with.
What's even more frightening is that this mountain continues to grow vast and unattainable.
Li Wuhuang wanted to ask the seventh prince if he had any plans, but after all, she was a woman and had never practiced Buddhism, so there were many things that she could not comment on.
The two of them walked through Jiansu's mansion and came to Liyuan, where they saw Shen Buyi opening the door and concentrating on drawing talismans.
On the rune, black lotuses bloomed, which was so beautiful.
Yu Xuanlou's long sleeves fell down, and his eyes seemed unchanged, but there was a little... excitement hidden inside.
"Among the monks who came to Taixuanjing, there were many who wanted to help Lu Jing fight against Tianshang Xilou.
But there are also many people who want Lu Jing to die."
Yu Xuanlou was thinking like this when he suddenly remembered something and turned to Li Wuhuang and said: "Xu Baijia has also entered Tai'an Road and will return to the court in a few days.
Shaozhu Country has been in seclusion for a long time, but I don’t know if its cultivation has progressed."
"Your Highness." Li Wuhuang lowered his head and said with a lot of charm: "I haven't been back to Wulong Street for a long time... and I haven't seen my brother for three months."
Yu Xuanlou came to his senses, and he knew that Li Wuhuang did not want to go back to the Li Mansion because every time he went back, Li Wuhuang would think of Li Yushi and Lu Jing who was always unkillable, so he simply would not go back.
"Nine words."
Yu Xuanlou obeyed, and a blur of ripples flickered in the void behind him.
"Lu Jing actually chose the Valley of the Dead. Please spread the news and see the reaction of people like Taixuanjing."
…
News spreads very fast.
However, when the morning market opened early the next morning, all the dignitaries in Taixuan Capital knew about this matter.
Especially in today's court meeting, dozens of adults in the court handed over memorials, and their words directly pointed out that Duke Jing Guo did not think about Da Fu, nor did he think about those innocent people.
In particular, the two Qingyi doctors who were born in the Hedong family even bluntly said to Lu Jing: "You have a good reputation at a young age, but you don't live up to the name. You steal virtue and are in vain to be the Duke of the country."
To the disappointment of these adults, Emperor Chongtian listened for a while and then just waved his hand.
Canglong Diao Temple immediately stepped forward and ordered all the ministers in the court to discuss it with him again.
So the matter in the court seemed to have calmed down for the time being.
But among the civil servants, the Taixuanjing mansion caused another wave of waves.
The hundreds of ghosts in the mountain have their own horrors and evils.
The bloody incident in the Valley of the Dead only happened twelve years ago, and many people still remember the tragedy in the Valley of the Dead.
Lu Jing chose the Valley of the Dead, but he didn't care about the terrifying mountain passage of hundreds of ghosts under the Valley of the Dead, which inevitably disappointed many scholars who respected Lu Jing.
Hundreds of scholars even went to Yanglu Street to wait for Lu Jing, wanting to find out the reason.
…
Today Qing Yue got up early and dressed up.
She put on the gauze dress that she had loved so much when she was in the Lu Mansion.
It was just that at that time, she and the young master were poor and did not have any decent clothes.
"This silver pattern embroidered butterfly skirt is quite nice."
Lu Jing opened his arms, looked at Qing Yue who insisted on changing her clothes, and admired her sincerely.
Qing Yue tried her best to smile on her face, but her crooked eyebrows were full of separation sorrow.
"This vast human world has a lot of helplessness and a lot of separation from people, but it doesn't matter."
Qingyue comforted herself in her heart while gently smoothing the wrinkles on Lu Jing's collar.
Then he took a few steps back and looked at Lu Jing very seriously.
But at this moment, Lu Jing was wearing white clothes again.
But this white robe is not the white jade Chihu court robe given to him by the Holy Lord Da Fu, nor is it the blue and white robe he received from winning the third trial, nor is it the white robe that enforces the law.
This dress is spotless, the cuffs are tightened, and the hem flutters slightly, but it is a scholar's uniform.
And the Sha Xilou was placed on Lu Jing's waist. Looking carefully, Qing Yue didn't know how to describe the young master at this time.
I just feel that the famous Silkworm Beauty Gong all over the world is probably nothing more than this.
"What do you think of August 15th?"
At this time, Lu Jing put away the pen on the desk and asked Qing Yue casually.
Qingyue felt more and more reluctant to give up, but the smile on her face became brighter.
She nodded slowly: "Every Mid-Autumn Festival, the young master always drinks with me and eats my clear soup noodles.
I still remember that Mid-Autumn Festival party in the Lu Mansion, the young master and I sat on the stone table in the west courtyard, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and having a reunion."
"August 15th this year...should also be a great day."
Lu Jing stepped forward and touched Qing Yue's long hair, and said calmly: "I asked Mr. Guan Qi to be a matchmaker for you and me.
Since we want to start a family, although we have no elders, the three books and six etiquette are always indispensable."
Qingyue clapped her hands: "Mr. Guanqi is the young master's teacher, so it is natural that he will be excellent at presiding over the marriage."
The two of them finished speaking.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Qing Yue lowered her head and kept taking care of the toilet paper on the table.
Lu Jing stood where he was, looking at the blooming crabapple in the room.
The begonias are in bloom tonight, and they are so beautiful.
Qingyue felt a lot of reluctance in her heart, and she was determined to let Lu Jing go later.
But she was also afraid that her daughter's appearance would delay the young master's important affairs.
Thinking of this, Qing Yue tried her best to smile at Lu Jing.
"I will go to the charity hall to sit for consultation and accumulate merit for the young master."
As she said this, she took a small box from her house in an extremely mysterious manner.
"Sir, wait until this matter is over before you open this jade box."
Lu Jing accepted the jade box, thinking that it contained Qing Yue's thoughts and was a gift prepared by the little girl for him.
He carefully put the gift into Yun Kongwen and walked to the courtyard.
Outside the hospital, Pei Yingui and Miss Hancai were waiting.
Saying goodbye is just a few words, but it seems too difficult.
Pei Yingui looked at the youngest Duke of Dafu and felt that the world was getting worse and worse.
Even such a character has to go through hell and back again and again in order to survive.
Because of this, this princess who escaped from Qi State specially brought her to Guanghan Palace.
Even if I have little strength left, I can probably shoot an arrow at those high-altitude immortals.
Lu Jing had already advised her a few days ago, told her the pros and cons, and made it clear to her that this was a life-threatening matter.
Now that he saw that she was determined, he stopped saying anything and just kept it firmly in his mind.
Qingyue really wants to go to the Valley of the Dead together.
Everyone was about to leave, and she would inevitably feel panicked alone in Taixuanjing.
It's just that there is a battlefield there, and if she goes there, it will definitely distract the young master.
Just to prevent the young master from getting attached to her, she was so calm today.
Until she watched Lu Jing leave, her eyes were suddenly filled with tears.
She raised her head and paced back and forth in the courtyard alone, not knowing what to do at this time.
A full half hour passed.
Qing Yue suddenly gritted her teeth and called softly: "Deer Fish."
Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke bloomed.
A golden dragon soared from the Lu Jing courtyard.
Qingyue is too afraid of influencing the young master.
But in that short half hour, Qing Yue seemed to have gone through a reincarnation.
"I also want to see the young master off."
…
Lu Jing is riding in the night, with a Sha Xilou belt around his waist.
Walk all the way out of Yanglu Street, walk to Beicheng, and go out from the city gate.
I don’t know how many people in the public eye saw this scene.
I don't know how many masters, young masters, and ladies in the Taixuan Mansion looked at each other furtively.
There was no wind or rain today, and the Duke of the State rode out of Xuanjing.
Every time Lu Jing walked down a street, there were always many people of all kinds following him quietly.
The people knew Lu Jing's identity, but they didn't know what he was going to do.
It was rare to see the rumored Duke of Jing, Lu Jing, and to see Lu Jing's graceful appearance, he followed Zhaoye like all the other people.
The huge Taixuanjing.
Lu Jing rode in front, but there was a wave behind him.
Li Shen and Ji Yuanzhi stood at a restaurant at the gate of Beicheng.
They knew that the reason why Lu Jing rode through the city in a swaggering way was because he chose the Valley of the Dead, and he wanted to give the heroes and high rollers who came to help him a chance to choose.
When Ji Yuanzhi saw the famous horse shining on the young man at night, and his clear eyes, he suddenly let out a long sigh.
"It's a pity that I am in the court and went to serve as an official yesterday, but the Holy King did not agree. Otherwise, the old man will definitely join this trend. Take a look at the grace of the young prince and contribute his small part to the rise of a young man."
Li Shen shook his head. He also put his hands behind his back and looked at Lu Jing's back.
"Lu Jing should have his own considerations when choosing the Valley of the Dead. I definitely don't believe that Lu Jing, who solved the disaster in the river, would not care at all about the safety of the surrounding people."
When Li Shen said this, he paused slightly and continued: "Even if you don't worry, it doesn't mean anything.
A gentleman is righteous and has achieved success in heaven and earth. Now, heaven and earth punish his body and threaten his life, but they still require him to be like a sage.
We are too harsh on this young man."
More and more people were following Lu Jing.
And outside the city gate, there were actually many people waiting.
These people kept silent. When they saw Lu Jing leaving the city, they just saluted silently and followed Lu Jing.
Their eyes were firm, and they all had the will to die.
When Ji Yuanzhi saw this scene, tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Li Shen comforted him: "Sir, there is no need to blame yourself. You also helped guide the three gentlemen of Nanhai Academy, which can be regarded as a contribution."
"Three gentlemen from Nanhai Academy came with swords in their hands to fight against the West Tower in the Sky. I only informed them in letters. It was these gentlemen who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives. How can I be said to have contributed?"
Ji Yuan was already old and felt a little depressed.
Just at this moment, he saw Li Shen walking to the corner of the stairs and was about to ask.
Li Shen stood at the stairs of the restaurant and saluted Ji Yuanzhi.
"Although my husband and I are not masters and disciples, we have had a master-disciple relationship for many years.
Be careful not to repay me, just this gift."
Ji Yuanzhi's eyes widened and he stared at Li Shen.
Li Shen smiled and said: "Sir is a leading figure in the dynasty. My knowledge is not as good as yours, but I can only write two words."
A local official like Mr. Yu Bai dares to resign and come to help, so why should I, a pure official, be worthy of nostalgia?"
"The worst-case scenario is that if Shen survives this incident, he will become an official again!
All the rules in the sky, they will keep an eye on Dazhu Kingdom, King Xuan of Wei, Marquis of Zhongshan, Champion General, and Protectorate of the Four Directions.
But how can you take a little Confucian scholar like me in your eyes?"
Li Shen laughed loudly, turned around and went downstairs.
Ji Yuanzhi held the railing with both hands and saw Li Shen, who had been a great scholar for twenty years, wearing plain clothes and walking out of the city gate. He suddenly felt a little dazed.
After a brief daze, he looked at the city gate again.
But inside the city gate, there were generals in plain clothes and court officials in white.
But now, these people are traveling lightly and go with the wave.
The world has long been corrupted, but there is no shortage of courageous people!
These people who are resigning and will follow Lu Jing to the Valley of the Dead may not be simply trying to rescue a young genius in the world.
Heaven wants to kill people on earth.
The disasters on the River Road are vivid in our minds, and there must be immortals who contributed to them.
Countless people turned into withered bones and died in the middle of the river, in the Valley of the Dead, and died in various disasters.
Under such circumstances, Lu Jing, a man who can make waves and call for rain, finally appeared in the world. How could he die alone?
Not only for Lu Jing, but also for the sake of the world, and also for the sake of swallowing this breath.
Ji Yuanzhi was silent for a long time, then suddenly stumbled down the restaurant and climbed up the city wall.
Panting, he stood on the city wall and looked up.
But the sun was just rising at this time.
The golden morning sun sheds its brilliance and falls on the crowd.
Lu Jing rode a horse and walked among the crowd.
Three hundred warriors riding tigers marched in armor.
Two thousand people of various colors crowded around Lu Jing, walking on this official road and mountain road.
The rays of the rising sun fell on them, as if they were wearing a layer of golden armor.
"The whole city is covered with golden armor."
Ji Yuanzhi murmured to himself and suddenly burst into tears.