Chapter 84 Mr. Shulou is a young man, his father kills his father
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Xu Baiyan questioned the identity of Lu Jing's disciple on the second floor of the library.
Princess Anqing seemed to have received reinforcements. She raised her chin and said to Su Zhaoshi: "Just now, Lu Jing only said that he was excerpting classics in the Self-cultivation Tower.
You also said that his handwriting is good. Maybe the gentlemen in the library also thought that his handwriting was good and asked him to copy the old books in the building."
Xu Baiyan also said slowly: "Just now you asked Lu Jing which teacher he was following, but Lu Jing said that he doesn't have a teacher to teach him now. If he really enters the second floor, there will naturally be a teacher from the second floor to teach him. If he just temporarily
It makes sense that he was asked to excerpt from classics and had no teacher to teach him."
When Su Zhaoshi heard what the two of them said, he felt that it made sense.
But he still said: "No matter what Lu Jing's identity is, what An Qing did today was a bit excessive..."
when he speaks.
The majestic appearance in the distance came slowly, with a somewhat cold expression.
She came to the pavilion, took a careful look at the tea on the table in the pavilion, and then said to the maid waiting: "Please bring tea to the princess. Don't neglect the princess."
Princess Anqing's expression changed, but she remained silent.
About ten breaths passed, and the four people on the stone table remained silent.
Su Zhaoshi, who had tried his best to maintain the atmosphere, was unwilling to speak at this moment.
After a few breaths passed, Princess Anqing couldn't bear it anymore. She thought about it, then reached for a piece of snacks, took a small bite, and asked Sheng Zi: "This snack is quite refreshing. I wonder where it is in Taixuan Jingzhong?"
From the shop?"
Sheng Zi looked indifferent, shook her head and said: "It's just a shop that makes ordinary snacks. The ingredients used are also common, so I'm afraid it won't catch the eyes of the princess."
When she spoke, she didn't even look at Princess Anqing.
Princess Anqing became more anxious now. She forced a smile and said to please: "Sister Sheng, have you forgotten? When I was a child, you often took me away from home. On weekdays, all the snacks that my mother didn't want me to eat were all there.
You bought them all for me, I’m not picky, I just eat whatever tastes good.”
Sheng Zi didn't say a word. She looked up at the sky, stood up slowly, and said, "It's getting late now, and we've already gathered together, so let's forget it."
Su Zhaoshi and Xu Baiyan both frowned.
Princess Anqing was slightly startled, shook her head and said: "Shengzi, what are you doing? I did show some temper today, and I am really angry with you. That Lu Jing is just..."
"But it is?"
Sheng Zi said indifferently: "As a princess, the only person who can rival you in status here is Zhao Shi. Although my father has some qualifications, he does not dare to compare with the prince.
I am just the son of a courtier, how can I have a relationship with the princess?"
At this moment, Princess Anqing finally knew that Sheng Zi was serious.
She looked at Sheng Zi blankly, and said a little aggrievedly: "So you value Lu Jing so much? Why didn't you tell me earlier? And today, the four of us have been playmates since childhood. He wants to join our circle, you
Always tell me something..."
"Anqing!" Shengzi raised her eyebrows slightly: "You have been the princess for a long time, and now you feel that everyone in the world wants to flatter you?
The reason why I invited Lu Jing to come here today was to comply with Shi's request and to ask him to excerpt the original copy. It was not because he took the initiative to ask for it."
Xu Baiyan seemed a little curious: "Brother Zhao Shi, is it possible that there are not a few gentlemen who are good at writing in such a big Su family?"
"Lu Jing's cursive calligraphy is better." Su Zhaoshi said: "Besides, whether it is the previous painting with Lu Jing's inscription or this unique copy, I don't want my father to know about it... If I find out before my birthday,
What’s the point?”
Princess Anqing fell silent and became increasingly puzzled. Is this Lu Jing's calligraphy really so good?
She felt aggrieved, and felt that Sheng Zi was really angry with her today, so she lowered her head and whispered: "It's just an excerpt from an original copy, so let me do it. Can't I find some famous pen and ink writers?"
Sheng Zi shook her head and said: "Of course there are people in Beijing who can write better than him. After all, he is young, but... those famous writers are often successful and famous people. They have good pen and ink and have an aura of nobility.
If you ask for three or five words, they will write them, but this entire unique book will cost a lot of money!"
"Lu Jing is a gentle man and has made good friends with me. Since he has come to keep the appointment today, he will definitely agree.
It was such a simple thing, but you made it happen like this."
Princess Anqing finally fell silent.
She still lowered her head and remained silent. She glanced at Sheng Zi who no longer wanted to look at her, and she became more and more anxious.
So, she thought for a while and murmured like a mosquito: "In that case, I will go and ask Lu Jing again. I can give him some treasures..."
Sheng Zi and Su Zhaoshi looked at each other and remembered the gentleman's sword.
Su Zhaoshi shook his head and said, "As a person, I'm afraid he won't accept it."
Xu Baiyan chuckled softly, as if he knew the world of human beings: "It's just that Xu's gift is not heavy enough. Lu Jing is more outstanding, his status is just a concubine, and he is about to get married. In addition, he is young and has no status."
If you are not noble, how can you be so noble?"
Everyone is talking.
Shengzi looked into the distance.
At the same time, everyone also heard someone laughing heartily.
They all looked into the distance.
But I saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a green shirt, with two swords at his waist and a long scarf hanging off his shoulders, talking and laughing with others, walking along the tree-lined avenue.
And the person chatting and laughing with this middle-aged Confucian scholar... was none other than Lu Jing!
Sheng Zi looked happy when she saw Lu Jing.
Next to them, Xu Baiyan and Su Zhaoshi both stood up.
The two walked along the road and came to the point closest to the pavilion.
Su Zhaoshi and Xu Baiyan quickly performed the student ceremony: "Mr. Yu Bai."
Zhong Yubai returned the greetings to them casually, but with a smile on his face, he said to Lu Jing: "You have to go back later today and have a good chat with me. Mr. Guanqi is one step ahead of me and invites you into the library to be Mr. Library.
, I knew that the library was rich, so I never bothered you..."
Lu Jing nodded towards Sheng Zi from afar.
The two of them walked farther and farther away with smiles like this...
"Mr. Library...?" Su Zhaoshi, perhaps afraid that he heard wrongly, frowned and asked, "Isn't that what Mr. Yu Bai said just now?"
Shengzi nodded.
Xu Baiyan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Princess Anqing didn't know what to say for a moment.
Most of the scholars in the library are famous people in the world. Many famous people in the world who lost their country in this era of great strife do not want to become officials but want to pass on their knowledge, so they enter the library and become teachers.
It's just... Lu Jing is only sixteen or seventeen years old, how can he become the teacher of the library?
Even Shengzi felt a little confused.
It turns out that on that day, Zhong Yubai took Lu Jing to the library...
Be sir!
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The four people in the pavilion will not be mentioned for now.
The reception area of Zhong Yubai's house.
Lu Jing and Zhong Yubai sat opposite each other, and they talked a lot about the library.
Talking about his happiness, Zhong Yubai took out a bottle of old wine from his cabinet.
"This wine is Anhuai's famous wine, but it has been lost now. I only have a few bottles left, and I can't bear to drink more on weekdays."
It can be seen that Zhong Yubai was very happy today and poured wine for Lu Jing himself.
And on the east wall behind Lu Jing.
The few sentences he mentioned in the library have been framed by Zhong Yubai and hung on it.
Sui Han!
Then I know that the pines and cypresses will wither after that!
This short sentence made Zhong Yubai very fond of it.
Only when the world becomes cold and many principles wither away can we see who is the true gentleman.
Zhong Yubai faced Lu Jing, looked at the line of text behind Lu Jing, and sighed: "After you mentioned this line of text for me, I see this ink every day, and a few more thoughts arise in my heart that was already despairing.
Share vitality."
"In the age of great strife, Northern Qin was rising day by day, but Dafu seemed to be past his prime."
Zhong Yubai drank a glass of Anhuai wine, his face turned red, and he said: "The Northern Qin Dynasty destroyed our Anhuai Kingdom. I have thought about it day and night, but I no longer want to live in a wealthy family like this."
Lu Jing also drank a glass of wine, which was extremely strong. The liquid was like fire. When he first entered his mouth, his mouth, tongue and throat felt like they were being burned by fire.
But when it enters the stomach, a warm and sweet feeling comes back, refreshing the heart and spleen.
Lu Jing's body had never drunk such strong wine.
For a moment, a layer of mist formed in his eyes.
Zhong Yubai looked at him and smiled, and then said: "I originally wanted to serve as an official, to serve Dafu, to stop the great candle king of Northern Qin, and to kill those fierce warriors of Northern Qin.
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But……"
Zhong Yubai suddenly snapped his fingers when he said this.
An extra sword appeared in the air.
Lu Jing looked at the sword. It was not the Suihan and Songbai swords.
This sword is extremely wide and seems to be made of bronze. There are many landscapes engraved on it, making it look unparalleled in nobility.
"This sword, named Junfu, was given to me by King Anhuai. It is a great honor and symbolizes loyalty."
Zhong Yubai drank another glass of wine, his eyes fell directly on the Junfu sword, and said lonely: "But I used this Junfu sword to kill King Anhuai!"
Lu Jing listened carefully, thoughts flashing in his mind.
Zhong Yubaixu was drunk, and his tone was stumbling: "Kill the king with your father's sword! Many emperors in the world are taboo about this, how can Emperor Chongtian use it again on me?"
"That being the case, I plan to imitate Li Xia's Fu Wu Dao in a few days, imitate the chivalrous hunting of Nan Fengmian, enter Northern Qin alone, and kill those old dogs from the enemy country!"
Zhong Yubai looked at the Junfu Sword with helplessness and determination in his eyes.
The same is true for Lu Jing.
Junfu Sword is not a famous sword passed down to the world, but more about glory and recognition.
Therefore, when the sword was made, many patterns were engraved on it.
Lu Jing looked carefully and saw that there were faint traces of blood in the patterns, which had turned into black and were embedded in them.
Zhong Yubai's eyes became more and more lonely at this time.
Lu Jing saw that the famous man in front of him was so depressed, he thought about it and said, "Mr. Yu Bai, there is no need to be impulsive.
I'm afraid Northern Qin has already taken precautions when something like Nan Fengmian happened. If you go to Northern Qin alone to carry out the assassination, I'm afraid you won't get many benefits.
Rather than die in vain, it is better to leave a useful body and maybe kill some enemies in the future."
"Why don't I know this?" Zhong Yubai was even more drunk. He shook his head and said, "But the scene of that day is always lingering in my mind."
"I was defeated like a mountain, and I was seriously injured. When I returned to the Anhuai Palace, I saw the usual wise king sitting slumped on the throne.
In his arms, the young prince had been stabbed to death, and the queen committed suicide at his feet!"
Zhong Yubai remembered those scenes and closed his eyes: "The former king ordered me to take out the father's sword and asked me to kill him. I didn't want to, so he pointed to the wide open palace gate.
He said, 'Many of my people have died, and the inheritance of our ancestors has also been destroyed. How can I live alone? If you don't want to kill me, I will burn down this palace and die in the fire.'"
"So I stabbed him with my sword. Normally, my sword is sharp and can cut mountains. But that day, I couldn't stab him to death with one sword, so I stabbed him again, and then I wanted to kill myself. An
King Huai got up and blocked my sword with his hand. He said, "I know my destiny, I am loyal and upright, and I don't deserve to die here."
It is precisely because of these words that I have survived until now..."
When Zhong Yubai said this, tears actually fell from his eyes: "Lu Jing, come and tell me, I will kill your father as your father! If I don't enter Northern Qin, how can I understand my thoughts?"