If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 80 Moonlight falls on the sword, more than two or three sharp edges
Chapter 80 Moonlight falls on the sword, more than two or three sharp edges
As the most powerful chief minister of the Taishu Pavilion in the Dafu Dynasty, Jiang Baishi's residence was located in the famous Qingyun Street, but it was only a three-entry courtyard, but it was not very luxurious.
This is the central hall. Although it cannot be called thrifty, it is much worse than the Lu Mansion.
The only special thing is the huge rosewood carved table in the middle hall.
In the center of the table, there is a small tripod. If you look closely, you can see that there are mountains and rivers engraved on the tripod, which is extremely detailed.
And around the small tripod, many famous calligraphy and paintings, and precious poems were carefully placed.
In this great world, almost all the scholars know that the chief minister does not love gold, silver, or treasures, but is good at calligraphy, painting, and poetry.
If you want to enter the court of Lord Shoufu, one or two precious calligraphy and paintings, as well as poems by famous writers are indispensable.
There are also officials in the court who want to impeach Jiang Baishi, hoping that he will use this opportunity to make money and commit corruption and pervert the law.
But Jiang Baishi never argued, and the excerpts handed over by the officials in the Qing Dynasty always fell into the sea without any comments from the sage.
Over time, Mr. Shoufu's reputation for loving poetry, calligraphy and painting became known all over the world.
There was even a spy from Northern Qin who sent the priceless "Mist and Rain Map of Nanshan Mountain". They wanted to make some articles about it. Even if they couldn't get some information from the Chief Assistant, they could still frame it up and make Jiang Baishi bear the accusation of being a collaborator.
crime.
As for the results...
That very precious painting of mist and rain in Nanshan is now hanging on the west wall of the nave.
The Chief Assistant was sitting in front of the desk, still looking at the gold leaf in his hand unharmed.
On a wooden chair not far away, Princess Chong'an was sitting, with Rou Shui waiting behind her, and an old man in Taoist robes, bowing slightly.
Both Rou Shui and the old man in Taoist robes have their eyes on the ground in front of them.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Baishi who was standing above him.
The gold leaf paper Jiang Baishi held in his hand was naturally the well-deserved collection of heavenly words written by Lu Jing.
Princess Chong'an remained silent, sitting on a chair and waiting.
But at this moment, Princess Chong'an was still a little nervous.
Because half an hour had passed since Jiang Shoufu got the piece of gold leaf.
For the past half an hour, Jiang Shoufu has been sitting motionless, his deep eyes always staring at that word...
Even the blink of an eye took a long time, and I was in a hurry, fearing that the heavenly words in my hands would slip away.
I couldn't help but think to myself: "Just as Jing Ruyue said to me, this Que Ci is a supreme treasure for those who love poetry and lyrics in the world. When they see this Que Ci, they will definitely be surprised by it and forget about food and tea.
"
Jiang Shoufu was also like this at this moment.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
Jiang Shoufu took a deep breath and carefully placed the gold leaf paper on the table as if he had found a treasure. He was afraid that the gold leaf paper would be blown up by the autumn wind, so he specially found a paperweight and placed it flatly.
.
"This Que Ci... is indeed a heavenly word."
Jiang Shoufu put down the words, but his eyes still fell on the paper. He said softly: "When I saw the words on the gold leaf paper, I felt like I was seeing a wise person walking in the long fairyland.
, he walked through the long river of time in that fairyland, and along the way, there were immortals whispering poems in his ears."
"When will the bright moon... such a poem fall from the sky? How can those famous poets in the world dare to write Mid-Autumn Festival poems again?"
Princess Chong'an felt much more at ease when she heard Jiang Shoufu's heartfelt praise for her words.
She just listened silently and didn't say much.
Jiang Shoufu's lips moved slightly, as if he was reciting it again, and then he turned his head and sighed: "As a person who reads lyrics, I feel lucky, surprised, and a little scared when I see this missing poem."
"I have seen these Mid-Autumn Festival poems, so how can I catch the Mid-Autumn Festival poems in the future?"
When Jiang Baishi said this, he changed the topic, looked at Princess Chong'an again, and asked carefully: "I still have some questions, can you ask the princess to clarify my doubts?"
Princess Chong'an is dignified and elegant. Her colorful and colorful Yunjin palace dress shimmers in the light of the night pearl.
"Jiang Shoufu just asked, what else can I ask to clear up my doubts?"
There was more expectation in Jiang Baishi's eyes, and he asked carefully: "I would like to ask the princess if this wise and wise person is the excerpter Lu Jing recorded in the book of poetry at the library?"
Princess Chong'an's expression did not change, she just smiled and said: "That immortal and wise man gave me such a heavenly word, how can I easily say his name?
If Jiang Shoufu wants to know, he probably doesn't need to ask me."
Jiang Shoufu nodded, put his hands on his knees, and said worriedly: "It would be best if this person of immortal wisdom is one of our Dafu people. If he comes from Northern Qin, or from those small countries that were wiped out by Dafu, then it will be better."
Always pay attention.
A person with immortal wisdom has a clear spirit and can be said to be unparalleled. If you don't pay attention, you will be a fuwu."
Princess Chong'an knew who Fu Wudao was in Jiang Shoufu's mouth.
He was originally the crown prince and grand master of the Lixia Kingdom. Later, the Lixia Kingdom was suppressed by the army led by the Dafu Shaozhu Kingdom. The entire family of the Lixia King was slaughtered, and the prince's head was also displayed to the public.
A few years later, there was a sword warrior named Fu Wudao in the world.
He twice assassinated Shaozhu Kingdom in the army, and also wanted to assassinate Emperor Chongtian when he was consecrating Emperor Chongtian on Mount Tai.
Although he was not successful in three assassinations, he escaped unscathed and his reputation shocked the world.
And he also gave up his real name and called himself Fu Wudao. There is no need to mention the meaning contained in it.
This Fu Wudao is a man of immortal wisdom.
He has never cultivated the soul, but he has read many books, knows many principles, and taught Prince Li Xia for twenty-three years.
Li Xia's kingdom was destroyed, Fu Wudao saw the fairyland, but he did not cultivate the soul, but practiced martial arts, and traveled thousands of miles with each passing day!
This is the terrifying thing about a person with immortal wisdom. No wonder Jiang Shoufu is so defensive.
Princess Chong'an never revealed to Jiang Shoufu that Lu Jing was a person of Xianhui.
But Princess Chong'an knew that the excerpts mentioned in the newly compiled dictionary of the academy, including "Ten Years of Life and Death" and "Toast a Cup to Solve My Sorrows and Worry Worse," were all written by Lu Jing.
With Lord Dafu's hands and eyes, he could naturally find Lu Jingshang very quickly.
At this time, Princess Chong'an actually thought this was a good thing.
"If Jiang Shoufu feels that Young Master Lu Jing is a useful talent, then Young Master Lu Jing will reach the sky in one step, which is also a good thing..."
With her thoughts at this point, she thought of her daughter again and was about to speak.
But he saw Jiang Shoufu wave his hand gently.
In this empty room, the void was distorted.
Immediately afterwards, a Yuanshen monk, completely wrapped in black clothes, wearing a black cloak and an evil ghost helmet, walked out of the void.
Then he bowed respectfully to Jiang Baishi and handed him a small box.
The box was about half the size of a palm and looked ordinary.
Jiang Baishi took the small box from the man in black, and the figure of the man in black dissipated like smoke and disappeared in an instant.
Whether it was Princess Chong'an or Rou Shui behind the princess, the Taoist counselors saw such a scene without any surprise in their eyes...it seemed that they had been used to it for a long time.
Jiang Baishi stood up personally and took a few steps forward.
Princess Chong'an glanced lightly, and Rou Shui suddenly felt something. She stepped forward and bowed, taking the wooden box from Jiang Baishi's hand.
"What is this?" Princess Chong'an frowned.
Jiang Baishi returned to his seat and said: "I know the princess's request, but this matter... even if I go and say it, the Holy Lord is afraid that he will not agree."
In an instant, Princess Chong'an took a deep breath, with a look of disappointment on her face.
Jiang Baishi added: "With the dignity of the princess, I brought such a precious gift to see the old man. The old man received the words from heaven, but was unable to help the princess, which made me panic."
"In that wooden box, there is a Heaven-winning Pill."
When the words Duotiandan came out of Jiang Baishi's mouth, Princess Chong'an's eyes also shone brightly, and the bodies of Rou Shui and the Taoist counselor trembled slightly, but they hurriedly stood still for fear of being rude.
"I have wasted my whole life. I have never practiced martial arts, and I have never embarked on the path of spiritual pursuit of truth. I am getting older and older now that I am over a hundred years old.
Originally, I wanted to use this Heaven-Second Pill to extend my life when my internal organs were exhausted.
Today I want to give it to Princess Chongan."
Princess Chong'an was silent for a long time, with a hint of helplessness on her lips. She shook her head and said, "Jiang Shoufu, it's just a few words, how can it be worth a Heavenly Pill?"
Jiang Shoufu smiled casually: "This is a heavenly poem. It is rare in the world. It is extremely expensive. But if someone else sends it, it is naturally not worth a heavenly elixir. But if the princess comes, it is naturally worth it."
What's more, the princess also brought excellent news, that is, another person with immortal wisdom has appeared in Dafu... It doesn't matter that the princess doesn't want to tell the news about this person, I am going to visit him after all.
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The bleakness of autumn is already evident, and there are still many withered and yellow leaves on the road.
While thinking about the truth in today's excerpted book, he followed the setting sun to the entrance of the West Courtyard of Lu Mansion, but saw a familiar figure at the door from a distance.
The person at the door was wearing a moon-white robe, a jade crown on his head, a face like a peach blossom, and eyes like water. He was a very handsome young man.
He saw Lu Jing coming from a distance, a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly walked towards Lu Jing.
"Brother Jing," the young man said, "I went to look for you in the courtyard today, but you haven't come back yet, so I just came to the door."
"Brother." Lu Jing smiled lightly at the young man.
His smile was not fake, because the young man in front of him was Lu Jing's second brother, Lu Qiong, and the eldest son of the Lu family.
Lu Qiong is different from Mrs. Zhong and also different from Lu Shenyuan.
Although he is always wandering and a little naughty on weekdays, he never has any bad intentions.
He only played with the maids and ladies in the courtyard every day, enjoyed the flowers, went out in the green, and recited poems.
Later, after Lu Qiong met Lu Jing several times, she also said many nice things to Lu Jing, and she indeed had a pure heart.
Lu Qiong also smiled at Lu Jing, with excitement in his eyes: "Brother Jing, the two poems you excerpted have spread throughout Taixuanjing. I went out on the street today, and even many people and women on the street chanted them casually.
It’s really great to recite.”
Lu Jing said with a smile: "These two Que Ci poems are originally excellent, but now they have been compiled into the Shulou Ci Book, and they will soon be famous all over the world."
Lu Qiong nodded repeatedly and asked Lu Jing: "Brother Jing, do you have such wonderful words? I have recited and copied them many times with my sisters for many days. I feel more and more precious that such words are precious. If there are more,
, you also write me a question."
Lu Jing shook his head: "I can't remember much now. If I can still remember it in the future, I will leave it to my brother."
Lu Qiong patted Lu Jing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, I have peach blossom wine made from Taoshan peach blossoms. I'll ask someone to bring you a bottle later."
When he said this, he added: "I only have two bottles. I can't bear to drink them on weekdays. I'll give you one today."
Lu Jing didn't want to accept the salary for nothing and take advantage of others, so he was about to refuse.
Lu Qiong looked behind Lu Jing. Then, the smile on his face froze and he whispered to Lu Jing: "That's it. When you have some free time, come to my courtyard and I will be your host."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Lu Jing's reply, he turned around in a hurry and went to the west gate again.
Lu Jing was a little confused and turned around to look.
But under the poplar tree on the street in the distance, a monk wearing black robes, a golden hoop, a thick beard on his face, and a string of large Buddhist beads around his neck was looking in this direction.
He was looking at Lu Qiong.
Lu Jing was confused in his heart. He felt that the monk not far away was obviously a monk, but he did not have a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. Instead, he was just violent and murderous.
Even from a very long distance, Lu Jing felt chilly.
He thought for a while and then looked at Lu Qiong behind him. Lu Qiong walked in a hurry and had already entered the west courtyard.
When Lu Jing looked at the monk again, he found that the figure under the poplar tree had become empty.
"This Lu Qiong has a pure heart...Pingping Township..."
He couldn't help but think of what the old man in the library told him about Lu Qiong today.
Lu Jing was thinking as he returned to Lu Mansion and entered his small courtyard.
Qing Yue has already prepared food and is waiting for him.
That night.
The autumn wind was getting worse, but Lu Jing was sitting in the courtyard with his eyes closed, carefully studying the Daxue Mountain Zhenxuan Kung that he had already memorized in his mind.
After a long time, Lu Jing whispered to himself: "Taoist body training emphasizes accumulation over time, and the breathing and breathing method... is the most critical."
After a while.
Lu Jing was still sitting in the courtyard, but the black sandalwood sword in the room suddenly lit up with some light, and then shot out rapidly, floating in the night sky.
The moonlight shines on it, making it two or three points sharper!
Lu Jing was more proficient in the sun-moon sword-light primordial spirit power.
There was no moonlight today, and neither Qiu Feng nor Lu Jing knew that Master Dafu wanted to see him.