The banquet room, which was already extremely quiet, became even quieter.
There were several ladies in the first and second mansions who looked surprised, and there were also a few ladies who, like many young masters and young ladies, had blank eyes and didn't understand who Lu Jing was talking about.
Apart from Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong, Lu Feng's reaction was also quite strange.
Originally, he kept his head down while drinking. It seemed that many things in the banquet room, not even his biological father's return, could arouse his interest.
But when Lu Jing said the old man's name, Lu Feng's eyes suddenly changed, and he looked Lu Jing up and down, thoughtfully.
A few breaths of time passed.
Mrs. Zhong looked a little ugly and was about to speak.
Mrs. Ning frowned and asked, "Wu Beishi taught you the bone-casting martial arts? How long have you been teaching him?"
Lu Jing was very calm and his expression was as usual: "Returning to the old lady, my grandson has been practicing martial arts for more than half a year and he has not lied. The old lady can also send Miss Jin Kui to ask the old man."
Mrs. Ning snorted coldly, then touched Lu Qiong's long hair, who was lowering his head to eat, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Wu Beisi, who usually only listens to Yuan'er's words, even dares to turn a deaf ear to mine.
He only cares about fishing on weekdays, so I asked him to teach Qiong Er more carefully. After teaching for a while, he declined in every possible way and refused to teach me any more."
"What? Lu Jing, he said that your martial arts skills are better than Qiong'er's?"
Mrs. Ning's eyes were half open and half closed, and he spoke very slowly, but...when he spoke, many guests named Lu present, including Mrs. Zhong and Mrs. Zhu, lowered their heads and listened carefully. Their respect was self-evident.
Even Lu Jing felt a heavy pressure falling on him, making him breathless.
Staying in a high position for a long time will bring you great power!
Mrs. Ning, Mrs. Ning, was born in a noble family, and she joined the Shenxiao Mansion to pamper herself for decades, which has already cultivated her dignity and majesty in every word and deed.
At this moment, even if her tone is gentle, when she speaks, it can make many young masters and ladies afraid to breathe.
At this time, Mrs. Ning said again: "Come here, let me see how outstanding you, this troubled boy, can be when you practice martial arts at the age of sixteen, and what achievements you can achieve."
Trouble?
Lu Jing took a deep breath, and Qing Yue also lowered her head sadly.
Except for Lu Jing and Qing Yue, no one seemed to notice Mrs. Ning's address to Lu Jing.
In the banquet hall, many young masters and ladies immediately became interested. They secretly glanced at where Lu Jing was, with curiosity still shining in their eyes.
The Lu family is a noble family of martial arts, and they have been granted marquisships by martial arts. These young masters and ladies, although their muscles and bones are still good, have been exposed to martial arts since childhood, grooming their muscles and bones, and training their bodies in order to achieve success in martial arts.
It's just that... the young people in the Lu family are not as good as the previous ones. Except for a few young people of Lu Jing's generation, their martial arts talents are ordinary and not outstanding.
Because of this, they were curious about what achievements Lu Jing had made after practicing for half a year.
There was silence for a few breaths.
Mrs. Zhong who was not far away said softly: "Lu Jing, have you heard what the old lady said?"
Lu Jing then said: "If you use force in front of your elders, you may lose your etiquette."
"Etiquette?" Mrs. Zhong turned around and walked towards the superior again: "I don't dare to say goodbye when you are invited by the elders. This is the truth you have learned from reading."
There were many different emotions in her words.
Lu Jing lowered his head and thought for a while, then slowly raised his head.
As he raised his head,
He stood upright under his robe and suddenly heard the sound of gold and iron clashing, clanging and clanging, which could not stop being heard!
For a moment, many young masters and ladies present were slightly startled at first, and then thought of many things again, and their eyes immediately changed.
Lu Jiang, in particular, slowly lowered his head in order to cover up the anger and coldness in his eyes.
Even Mrs. Zhong's steps faltered.
Ning Qiang, Lin Rendong, and Lu Yi all had different expressions on their faces, ranging from joy to surprise.
Lu Qiong, who was sitting next to Mrs. Ning, opened her eyes wide, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, she put her hands on her hands and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, I didn't expect that you can write well and practice martial arts well.
It only took half a year, but the bones have already been molded, and the bones ring like gold and iron!"
Lu Qiong's eyes were still shining with joy, as if she was sincerely praising Lu Jing.
Some of the other young masters and ladies also frowned, with a flash of dissatisfaction in their eyes.
They drank decoctions and applied bone paste since childhood, and spent a lot of money to build the foundation. They did not formally practice martial arts until they were thirteen years old. Even so, they often practiced for two or three years before their bones could ring with gold and iron.
This Lu Jing had a shabby air and was disliked by others. His monthly salary was only two or three taels, and the government had never heard of anyone sending someone to train his bones. How could he practice martial arts for only half a year and his bones would ring like gold and iron?
Mrs. Zhong probably thought so too. She glanced at Lu Qiong who was applauding and praising her. Lu Qiong immediately silenced her and lowered her head.
Mrs. Ning frowned fiercely, waved her hands as if bored, and closed her eyes again, not wanting to look at Lu Jing who was standing in the audience.
Mrs. Zhong returned to the table and turned around slowly.
Her eyes were calm and her expression was very graceful.
But... when she looked at Lu Jing, Lu Jing's soul moved slightly, and then a sense of crisis came over him, making him uneasy!
Lu Jing's heart was calm, and he naturally understood...
As a concubine of a wealthy family, how could his martial arts skills be better than those of his legitimate son Lu Qiong?
"The strife between the big families should not be underestimated. The martial arts nobles have been at ease for too long and have become rotten. Especially Mrs. Zhong, who is obsessed with filial piety and righteousness, and can kill people invisible..."
"A gentleman should not be humiliated, but he should also not ignore dangerous obstacles and act recklessly."
Lu Jing's thoughts flowed and he bowed upward again.
There was some emotion in his tone as he said: "Looking carefully, I haven't thought much about what happened today.
The child followed Mr. Wu to practice martial arts, and he sincerely thought that when he was successful in martial arts, he would report back to his father and mother.
After all, my mother has been perfect in every application over the past many years, and it goes without saying that she cares about you. I sincerely repay you, but I don’t have any skills. Because of this, I practice martial arts diligently, and I never thought of causing so many troubles.
Please punish me, Mother."
Lu Jing's tone was sincere, and he was well mannered and well-educated.
Ning Qiang and Lin Rendong looked at each other and then felt relieved.
"The mistress of a clan must not lose her face. Lu Jing may look like a young man, but he understands human nature well. He took the initiative to take on the responsibility, which actually made his situation much better..."
Ning Qiang was thinking in her heart, and Mrs. Zhong's expression also changed slightly.
He heard Lu Jing speak again, with more emotion in his tone: "Although Lu Jing is young, he also knows the principles of filial piety and righteousness, but things are unpredictable and he has been reduced to a lowly status. After a while, he may have to leave the house.
I could no longer practice filial piety in the future, so I thought that even if I went elsewhere, I would not lose the reputation of the Lu family, so I started practicing martial arts. I never thought..."
Lu Jing was about to speak but stopped.
Mrs. Ning's eyelids were still moving slightly.
The coldness hidden deep in Mrs. Zhong's eyes also faded a little.
"That's right. Lu Jing is already a lowly person. Even if he becomes stronger through martial arts training, what can he do?"
Mrs. Zhong turned around and said softly: "You are sincere. In the future, you must remember to ask your elders for their opinions on everything. Blood relatives... will never harm you."
Lu Jingdao: "Save the child."
Mrs. Zhong is waiting to speak.
Mrs. Ning suddenly waved her hand. She still closed her eyes, but there was still a lot of impatience in her tone: "You can go back now. You have nothing to do on weekdays. Don't go out again, and don't cause any trouble, which will make me unhappy."
peaceful."
Lu Jing's expression didn't change at all, he saluted and turned around.
Ning Qiang's eyes were a little more unbearable.
Even Lu Yi, who was sitting next to Lu Zhongshan, sighed silently.
If other young masters and young ladies had such a strong foundation in martial arts, I'm afraid they would be given more preferential treatment in the clan.
But it was Lu Jing, and the old lady was so impatient...
Lu Jing was very calm. He walked a few steps with his head held high, and then suddenly remembered something.
He turned around and said: "My nephew is very happy when my uncle comes back, and he happened to extract an excellent poem from an ancient book.
When I was a child, I heard about my uncle's excellent poetry and prose, so today I copied the poem and wanted to give it to my uncle as a gift."
While Lu Jing was talking, he took out another folded piece of straw paper.
Lu Zhongshan, whose eyes were always numb, just raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Lu Jing, and then lowered his head again.
Lu Yi beside him rolled his eyes, and without waiting for the other elders to speak, he quickly stood up, ran down the hall, and brought up the piece of paper.
Lu Jing also left with Qing Yue.
Lu Chongshan loves his little girl the most.
Even in the Jokhang Temple, every few months, Lu Yi would always be sent over to meet him.
Even Mrs. Zhu has never received this kind of treatment.
Lu Yi took the paper forward, spread it out carefully, and said with a smile: "Dad, Lu Jing's handwriting is very good. Didn't you also like calligraphy before? Why don't you take a look?"
Lu Chongshan thought for a while and took the piece of papyrus silently.
His eyes fell.
His expression changed slightly, and then his body shook violently. The sadness in his eyes was even stronger, but he was a little more angry, not as numb as before...
Many people in the banquet hall were very curious when they saw Lu Chongshan's reaction.
Even Mrs. Ning straightened up and said to Lu Yi: "Little granddaughter, what words are written on that paper?"
Lu Yi tilted her head, her twin ponytails swaying, and read softly: "Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation..."