If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 39: Your Highness in Beijing, the Fisher Girl in the South China Sea and the Dragon
Chapter 39: Your Highness in Beijing, the Fisher Girl in the South China Sea and the Dragon
"Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot think about them, and I cannot forget them. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to talk about my desolation. Even if I meet each other, I would not recognize him, my face will be covered with dust, and my temples will be like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I saw them dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other speechlessly, only a thousand tears could be shed. It was expected that my heart would be broken every year, and on a bright moonlit night, there would be a short pine hill."
The Mid-Autumn Festival has a full moon, and a round of autumn moon casts golden waves, just like the newly polished bronze mirror, flying up into the sky again.
The condensed moonlight fell faintly like cold dew, making the autumn blue sky immersed in the coldness.
But it was not cold in Lu Jing's courtyard.
Lu Jing and Qing Yue were sitting in front of the stone table, looking up at the moon.
Qing Yue leaned on her head and looked at the full moon in the sky.
There was not a cloud in the sky and not a ray of wind. It was a good time to admire the moon.
But Qingyue's attention doesn't seem to be just on the moon.
She recited the poem "Jiang Chengzi" that Lu Jing copied to Lu Chongshan, her eyes blurred, as if she was still immersed in the words.
Compared with Qing Yue, Lu Jing seemed much more tacky: "It's a pity that I forgot to bring that table of delicious food back."
Qing Yue's thoughts were interrupted and she said helplessly: "Master, how can I prepare dishes in front of so many people? Moreover, the master has been eating after the banquet. I think he has already tasted all the dishes.
There is no need to regret anything."
Lu Jing smiled and shook his head: "I have indeed tasted it, and it's not because I feel sorry for myself. I originally wanted to pack it back and let you have a taste, but unexpectedly, it didn't work out as expected."
Qing Yue sighed and said: "Young master, the old lady is inviting a host today, and we, the maids, are just waiting by the side. How can we care about the dishes at the banquet? Not only me, but also the other girls can't eat those foods.
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Lu Jing said calmly: "Our courtyard is different from the courtyards of those young masters and ladies. The other personal maids are not short of delicious food on weekdays. Could it be that you, following me, have to suffer so many grievances?"
Qing Yue smiled softly: "Following those young masters naturally has many benefits, but I have also heard that many young masters are moody, and girls are often criticized often.
On the contrary, when I was in the courtyard, the young master was like a member of my family, and he had never been wronged.
Compared to this, if you can’t eat something delicious, what is it worth?”
Lu Jing smiled and said casually: "Don't worry, in a short time, Qingyue, you can live the same life those girls can live, and maybe... you can even live a better life."
Qing Yue didn't know what Lu Jing was talking about, she just nodded confusedly, then suddenly became interested, and asked Lu Jing: "Master, the poem you wrote during the day was really good. I have read many things, but I have never read it."
It’s been such a good life.”
Lu Jing corrected: "That was not written by me, but by a great poet named Su Shi."
Qing Yue blinked: "Su Shi? To be able to write such good words, he must be a famous poet in Qing history, but I have never heard of his poems. It's so strange."
"Master, why did you send this poem to Master Chongshan? You said before that Master Chongshan can help us, but he is the master of the Second Mansion. He looks listless and has no interest in anything, so how can he help us?
us?"
Qingyue was puzzled and didn't understand why Lu Jing said that it was a good thing for them to return Master Zhongshan to his house.
The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival is particularly round, flawless and touching.
Lu Jing also looked up at the sky and suddenly said to Qing Yue: "Let me tell you a story that I overheard from some ladies in the mansion."
Qingyue nodded quickly, arching her eyebrows and smiling.
"A long time ago, a young man from Beijing encountered a setback and took a boat south to Nankai Road.
This young master from the capital has a good reputation. He is talented in writing and writing. He also loves calligraphy and poetry.
When he went to Nankai Road, he originally just wanted to relax and see the wonders of the South China Sea, but he didn't expect that he met a fisherman's daughter on a fishing island in the South China Sea."
Lu Jing's voice was soft and eloquent.
When Qing Yue heard that this story was about the love between men and women, her girlish heart started to stir, and she became even more interested.
"Later, the young master from Beijing walked by the seaside every day and talked to his daughter.
The girl's rough, bold words, and brows were all things that the young master had never seen in Taixuan Capital.
So, the young master and the daughter knew each other and fell in love."
Lu Jing was telling stories, while Qing Yue was staring at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing was one year younger than Qing Yue, but for some reason, Qing Yue suddenly felt that when Lu Jing spoke tonight, he was very calm and steady. Coupled with Xiao's mother's face, Qing Yue felt a little...
Confused.
But she was still interested in Lu Jing's story, and said with longing in her tone: "This young master is quite a temperamental person. Otherwise, how could the noble young master from Taixuan Jing fall in love with an ordinary fisherman?"
Lu Jing nodded: "I feel the same way. This young master is different from many nobles. He only sees conflicts of interest and only desires for wealth and power."
"Master, what happened next? What happened next?"
"Then? Later, they got married on the South China Sea. The sunset and seabirds on the beach witnessed them. It is said that the moon on the beach was especially full. Maybe the moon that night was also blessing them."
"Because of this blessing, they gave birth to another daughter..."
Qing Yue didn't know what she thought of, her eyes lit up and she smiled from ear to ear.
But suddenly, Lu Jing's words suddenly changed, and he said: "But one day, suddenly, there were dragons circling over a hut on the South China Sea, thunder roaring, clouds and mist lingering, and blood filling the sky."
Qing Yue's face changed slightly: "Jiaolong?"
"It was probably Jiaolong, I can't remember it clearly." Lu Jing said thoughtfully, "Later, the noble young master returned to Beijing lonely, like a zombie, and there was no longer any life in his eyes.
The prosperity of Taixuan Capital, the flower houses and boats that he loved most in the past, and even the wives, concubines and children at home, seem to be unable to bring him back to life."
Qingyue didn't know what expression to make for a moment, and her eyes became lonely.
"What exactly happened that night?" she asked.
"Those ladies said... that dragon came from Luolong City in the South China Sea. In Luolong City there was an old dragon that fell from the sky. The old dragon had countless children, but he was also promiscuous by nature.
That fisher girl was actually the dragon. That night, the old dragon came and took away the dragon fisher girl and the young master's young daughter."
Qing Yue was even more disappointed, and she sighed gloomily: "If this is really the case, how hateful is that old dragon?"
When she said this, she glanced at Lu Jing secretly and said softly: "It must be extremely painful for the fisherman and the noble man to leave the one they love, right?"
Qingyue seemed to be asking herself, but then, she exclaimed: "Master, the noble young master you are talking about, could it be Master Chongshan? This... this is too..."
"Isn't this too mysterious?"
Lu Jing smiled. He had heard the news of Lu Chongshan's return to his home before, and the memory of Lu Chongshan revived in his mind...
The original person also regarded this story as a legend, but now Lu Jing has actually seen the dragon.
Even if it is just in the illusion of the God Jade in Lushan, I understand that there really are dragons in this world!
"Even without Jiaolong, Lu Chongshan seemed to have been severely shocked when he returned from Nankai Road ten years ago. He vomited blood all day long, and medicines and stones were useless, so he was sent to the Jokhang Temple by the old lady, hoping to use Buddhism to resolve his obsession."
"But he has not returned for ten years, and he is depressed all day long in the Jokhang Temple. It seems that the worries in his heart have not been resolved. Even so..."
Lu Jing's thoughts were complicated.
Qing Yue finally came to his senses: "So, the young master wrote that poem and gave it to Mr. Chongshan, so that he could relieve his worries with poetry and vent his troubles?"
Lu Jing smiled and praised: "Qingyue, sometimes you are very smart."
Qingyue wrinkled her nose: "Master, you are saying that I am not smart in normal times."
Lu Jing laughed: "It's just a poem. If it's useless, forget it. If it's useful... Lu Chongshan will definitely come to us again."
"Shhh... Young Master, you can't call your elders by their first names in the house. If someone hears you, you will be in a lot of trouble."
"I know." Lu Jing agreed with a smile.
Qingyue thought of something again and then said: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. They must still be in the Guangu Pine Courtyard, eating a lot of delicious food and composing a few Mid-Autumn poems. They are enjoying themselves and being reunited."
"However, without you, young master, the eldest master has never returned to the house. The Lu family has no blood, so it is not a reunion."
Lu Jing shook his head: "It's a big family house, but people are very cold."
"Whoever is missing...it will be a reunion."
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At night, the clear light is still setting, and the earth is still white, as if it is covered with a veil.
Lu Jing visualized the Great Sage Yantian, King of Ming Dynasty, in his room.
After a round of meditation, Lu Jing Yuan Shen suddenly moved slightly.
Lu Jing's thoughts moved slightly, he got out of bed and walked out of the house.
The bright moon in the sky is embedded in the sky, and the moonlight reflects the surrounding sky into a silvery scene. It is not as bright as the morning glow, but looks elegant.
Lu Jing looked up at the sky and suddenly felt...he should be closer to the moon.