Chapter 95 The weather of the monarch, the bloodshed
In front of Dongwang Temple, fireflies are still dancing on the trees.
If you look carefully, the light they emit is like rounds of dim suns, blooming brightly in their respective leaves.
Such beautiful scenery can only be found on Dongwang Street.
But at this time, Lu Jing had no time to appreciate such beautiful scenery.
When the old Taoist priest wearing an old Taoist robe lowered his head and asked Lu Jing.
Lu Jing didn't know how to answer.
He naturally knew that what he was visualizing was not Emperor Donghua, but he didn't know who the great sage Yantian, the demon-like god of the Ming Dynasty, was, and he didn't know if he could say it frankly.
Lu Jing only hesitated slightly.
The old man who stared at the scene carefully shook his head again.
"At first glance, this kind of brilliance seems to be very similar to the Fusang Sun of Emperor Donghua. However, if you pay close attention, there are differences."
"Young master, please don't think that I am too rude. I am just curious for a moment."
When the old man said this, his eyes fell on Chen Xuanwu again.
At this time, Chen Xuanwu was still sleeping soundly, but he didn't know what he was dreaming about, and he still had a smile on his face.
I don’t know if the old man hadn’t chatted with anyone for a long time, so he murmured a little: “This child has been well-behaved since he was a child, but he has been following us two immortals for more than ten years, and his life is probably too monotonous.
Now that he has a friend like you, we are very happy."
Lu Jing could see that the old man's eyes were full of love when he looked at Chen Xuanwu.
Then Lu Jing smiled and said, "Brother Xuanwu treats people with simplicity and has a clear heart. I feel very comfortable getting along with him."
The old man nodded, opened the curtain again, and looked into the distance.
The place where he looked was probably the Taixuan Palace, and he said: "I have an invitation from the palace tomorrow, and I will leave Beijing from the palace the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid I will need the young master next time we meet.
Come to Taihao Palace, if we two old immortals are still alive then, we can take the young master to visit Taihao Palace."
The old man had just finished speaking.
Chen Xuanwu still had a smile on his lips, and murmured to himself in a daze: "Brother Jing... you just owed a glass of wine... you have to... you have to pay it back."
When he said this, he didn't know what he was dreaming about. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and even drool started to flow from the corners of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, the old man carefully wiped the drool from the corner of Chen Xuanwu's mouth with his sleeve, then turned around and gently carried Chen Xuanwu on his back.
The old man had great supernatural powers, so he didn't know how he got into the sedan.
But at this moment, he seemed to be an ordinary old man carrying his grandson on his back, staggeringly opening the curtain and getting out of the sedan.
The fisherman outside the carriage was startled. He didn't know when there was such an old man in the carriage, and he suddenly felt horrified.
Immediately, he saw two young men in the car, one of whom was being carried by the old man, so he suppressed the fear in his heart and pretended that he had not noticed.
The old man then carried Chen Xuanwu away and walked to the Dongwang Temple. The old man turned around again and waved to Lu Jing.
"Sir, your technique of contemplating the soul is quite extraordinary. If you practice it diligently, you may be able to shine like the Fusang Sun of Emperor Donghua, emitting billions of brilliance and scorching clouds thousands of miles away."
The old man's voice came to Lu Jing's ears, making Lu Jing slightly startled.
The old man carried Chen Xuanwu into the Dongwang Temple.
The voice of Mr. Yu came: "Master Lu, where are we going now?"
"Go to Changning Street."
Lu Jing came to his senses and informed the fish master.
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There is actually a long distance from Dongwang Street to Changning Street.
The carriage drove for a long time before slowly stopping.
When Lu Jing got out of the car, his drunken state reappeared, and he staggered into the west gate and then into the small courtyard...
Naturally, the concierge also noticed Lu Jing's drunken state.
In front of the Xi Pond in the west courtyard, Wu Beishi, dressed in black, was actually fishing at night.
He saw Lu Jing coming in from a distance and frowned slightly. He felt that since he hadn't seen Lu Jing for many days, his energy and blood were getting stronger.
Wu Beishi didn't care about the drunken Lu Jing, he only cared about the burning energy and blood in Lu Jing's body.
Just over an hour had passed and it was already dawn.
Lu Jing did not get up early today.
Qing Yue opened the door gently in confusion, and smelled the smell of alcohol, and saw Lu Jing sleeping soundly with his clothes on.
"Where did the young master go last night?"
Qing Yue was a little confused, but after thinking about it, she did not disturb Lu Jing. She just gently added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove in Lu Jing's room, and opened the door a crack, lest the charcoal ash in the stove would smoke Lu Jing.
At the same time, it also disperses the smell of alcohol in the room.
She then continued to work on matters in the courtyard.
Lu Jing's small courtyard is not big, but Qing Yue takes care of it in an orderly manner.
Qingyue also seemed to enjoy it, cleaning the courtyard and doing many trivial housework every day.
Until three poles high in the sun.
Lu Jing just got up.
Qing Yue prepared meals for him and changed out of Lu Jing's clothes that smelled of alcohol.
The weather has turned cooler by this time.
There was no food left to eat on the stone table, and it was freezing to the bone. Lu Jing was fine now, but Qing Yue's body was still a little thin and could not withstand the cold.
The two of them were eating at the table, and Qing Yue didn't ask where Lu Jing had gone.
Halfway through eating, she suddenly remembered something and hurried to the side room.
When Qing Yue came back, she already had a letter in her hand.
"Master, the Sheng Mansion sent someone today to bring you a letter. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't disturb you. I forgot about it just now, and I just remembered it now."
Qing Yue carefully opened the letter, took it out of the envelope, and then handed it to Lu Jing.
Lu Jing put down his chopsticks, took the letter, and read it carefully, with a smile on his face.
Qingyue asked curiously: "Master, is there any good news written in the letter? I saw you smiling."
Lu Jing still smiled and nodded: "There are two things written in the letter. The first thing is that Mr. Yu Bai, who I mentioned to you a few days ago, was recommended by Sheng Cifu and was valued by the Great Fu Shengjun.
Become an official in court."
Qingyue's eyes were like a clear water with more ripples, and she said with joy as she looked forward: "Mr. Yu Bai sent the young master to the library. I think he should be an excellent scholar, so he can naturally serve as a member of the court."
official."
Lu Jing nodded slowly.
He was a little more curious about the Great Fu Chongtian Emperor.
"Emperor Dafu Chongtian once said that if he were born in Tianmen, he would also be a saint among the immortals. There are also rumors about the immortal realm.
I don’t know if many of these things are true or false, but now it seems that Emperor Dafu Chongtian really knows how to recognize and employ people!
If he were the king of another small country, he would definitely be taboo about Mr. Bai's reputation as a regicide."
Lu Jing thought to himself.
Emperor Chongtian was indeed worthy of Zhong Yubai's reuse.
Sheng Zi wrote in the letter that when Zhong Yubai entered the Taiqian Hall of Taixuan Palace, he originally wanted to remove the two swords from his waist.
But in the palace, there was a saying from the Diao Si Chuan Sage: "A loyal and upright person should not take off his sword when he first enters Taiqian. Let me see An Huai's courage in knowing his fate and wearing the sword."
Zhong Yubai was able to enter the palace with his sword.
In that palace, the sage also had a decree from heaven.
"Zhong Yubai could have been sitting in the library, but in order to protect the country, he walked out of peace and entered the murderous world. He held a sword to resist the Northern Qin Dynasty and killed countless soldiers of the Northern Qin Dynasty!
I am the king of the world. Zhong Yubai protected Anhuai and killed the people of the Northern Qin Dynasty. I have meritorious service, and I have the power of Yuan Shen. I am awarded the rank of eighth-level honorary officer, Qingqi Captain, and the post of Langzhong of the Ministry of War!"
It is an honor to be promoted to Qingqi Captain, and it is awarded based on military merit. It has no real power, but it has the salary of the fourth rank!
The Minister of War, Ministry of War, is subordinate to the Ministry of War, and is the most powerful position under the Minister of War and the Minister of War!
Zhong Yubai, a man who had lost his country in Anhuai, had just been recommended to become an official, and he was able to obtain such an official position. Such an honor showed that Emperor Chongtian was not afraid of many mythical claims.
Such a starting point is naturally not bad for Zhong Yubai.
After all, Zhong Yubai is only in his forties, and now there are constant conflicts with Northern Qin. There are many opportunities for him to avenge his country and his family.
"Master, you just said there were two things in the letter. What is the other thing?"
Qing Yue asked again with curiosity in her eyes.
Lu Jing put the letter away and said casually: "It's not an important matter, it's just an invitation."
"Did the person who came to deliver the letter today tell me when he would come to pick up the reply?"
Qingyue replied: "I said I would come in the evening."
Lu Jing got up and went to the back room, wrote a reply and handed it to Qing Yue.
"If someone comes to get a letter, give it to him."
Qing Yue collected the letter and continued eating.
The second thing in Shengzi's letter was actually Su Zhaoshi asking Shengzi to invite her.
It was probably because Su Zhaoshi had a genial nature, and Princess Anqing deliberately made things difficult for her because of something he asked for that day, which embarrassed Lu Jing.
He felt so sorry that he wanted to be the host again at his own mansion to express his apology.
I don't know what tricks Sheng Zi and Su Zhaoshi used, but the letter actually said that Princess Anqing would also come and prepare some gifts for Lu Jing to express her apology.
Lu Jing was actually quite surprised when he saw what was written in the letter.
Sheng Zi came to express her apology many times because she had a good relationship with Lu Jing and because she did not want to lose such a good friend like Lu Jing.
But Lu Jing was a little surprised that the noble person Su Zhaoshi described as such a noble person was also so kind-hearted and amiable.
"It seems that not all of these powerful people are cannibals, but there are also two or three kind people among them."
As for the gift prepared by Princess Anqing.
It was probably because Princess Anqing was arrogant and unwilling to apologize, and because of Su Zhaoshi and Sheng Zi, that she came up with this method of waiting to go down the stairs.
When Lu Jing thought of this, he just smiled casually.
He had already stated in his letter that he would not go to Su Mansion.
The so-called Tao is different and there is no mutual agreement.
Shengzi and he are naturally good friends.
Su Zhaoshi also knew etiquette very well and had some goodness and benevolence in his heart, but after all, he was an unattainable nobleman.
However, Xu Baiyan has deep thoughts and is not a friend.
As for the princess of Anqing, the distinction between family status and the distinction between high and low is naturally real.
Because of this... why should he endure the disgust in his heart for Princess Anqing, Xu Baiyan, and go to the Su Mansion?
In addition to congratulations to Mr. Yu Bai, the letter also contained a rejection from Lu Jing.
It was noon at this time. Lu Jing had finished his meal and was about to go to the library.
The girl next to Lu Yi suddenly paid a visit.
"Uncle Zhongshan is going back to Jokhang Temple tomorrow?"
When Lu Jing heard the news, he thought for a moment and saw that it was still early, so he went all the way to Bieshanyuan.
Along the way, many servants in the Bieshan Courtyard saw Lu Jing coming, but they didn't show anything. Judging from Lu Jing's thoughts, it was natural to see that there was still a lot of disgust buried in the eyes of these servants.
After all, there was a young master in the Bieshan Court who was crippled by the young master in front of him.
They are servants of the Second Mansion. Although they have a humble status, they still want to share the same spirit and hatred with the noble masters in the Second Mansion.
This kind of mood also makes them feel more at home.
Lu Jing naturally wouldn't care about them. He entered other mountains and went up the foggy forest slope.
Lu Jing had just walked to the bamboo house on the slope of the foggy forest.
Then he saw Lu Feng coming out of the bamboo house.
Behind him was an extraordinary-looking girl.
Lu Feng's expression was as solemn as ever, and his aura was restrained when he walked, not like a sharp martial arts monk.
Xixiang also saw Lu Jing, but there was some sadness and reluctance in her eyebrows, and she didn't know why.
Lu Feng came from a distance, and Lu Jing was about to talk to him.
But he saw Lu Feng passing him by without squinting his eyes.
Lu Jing was a little stunned.
Then he remembered that Lu Jiang was Lu Feng's half-brother, and Lu Jiang's biological mother had a good relationship with Lu Feng's mother, Mrs. Zhu.
Maybe Lu Jiang and Lu Feng also played together when they were children.
At this time, Lu Jing beat Lu Jiang to death, and Lu Feng never reprimanded Lu Jing. This proved Lu Feng's stability, so how could he talk to him?
Lu Jing couldn't help but shook his head slightly when he thought of this.
He always felt that in this huge Lu family, the only young master the Lu family could rely on was Lu Feng.
Lu Jing was about to turn around and enter the bamboo house.
Lu Feng, who had already taken a few steps forward, suddenly stopped.
He turned his head and said softly: "Lu Jing."
"Big cousin."
Lu Jing turned around and spoke calmly, without the slightest hint of impoliteness.
Lu Feng looked Lu Jing up and down, and Xi Xiang behind him was also a little confused, wondering what Lu Feng was going to say.
But Lu Feng asked: "I went to say goodbye to Mr. Wu yesterday, but he said that he had never taught you martial arts skills. He just felt that you had a good temperament for a while, so he prepared an excuse for you to avoid punishment."
When Lu Jing heard Lu Feng's question, he did not hide it. He nodded and said, "That's true. Mr. Wu never taught me how to practice martial arts. My crocodile demon bone-casting skill also came from elsewhere."
A trace of curiosity flashed in Lu Feng's eyes: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell the elders about this matter?"
Lu Jing shook his head: "First cousin, everyone in the house knows who you are. If you can tell the elders, Mr. Wu will not tell you about it, and you will not take the initiative to ask me today."
When Lu Feng heard Lu Jing's answer, he did not dwell on the matter. Lu Jing, who was looking at him, said seriously: "I have already planned to go to the three states of Chong'an, join the eldest son of the king of Chong'an, and fight against the Northern Qin with a sword."
Lu Jing was a little surprised.
He didn't expect Lu Feng to make such a choice.
Although the Lu family declined year by year, they still had many connections in the court and the military.
Normally, Lu Feng would join the Xuan Army, guard the defense of Taixuan City, hone his skills for a few years, and then join the elite Taixuan Army, or even join the Xian Army.
Lu Feng was already somewhat capable. After joining these armies and acquiring the secrets of martial arts in the army, he only needed to endure a few years to develop martial arts skills and become so powerful that he could return to Su Xuan's army.
, the city defense army, or the Yalin army as a captain!
Coupled with the unity of the martial arts in the capital, whichever house has an heir with extraordinary martial arts skills will often work together to promote him.
This kind of road is comfortable and smooth, and there are not many dangers at all.
But what Lu Jing never expected was...
Lu Feng actually wanted to go to the Three Prefectures of Chong'an to face those brave warriors of Northern Qin whose blood was as strong as the sun.
This made Lu Jing feel a lot surprised.
Lu Feng seemed to understand what Lu Jing was thinking. He turned to look at the bamboo house and said softly: "No one in this Lu Mansion cares about blood, the Lu surname, or the former Shenxiao Marquis Wuxun.
My father was like this, and so was my uncle.
If I don't go to the battlefield, shed some blood, and risk my life to gain the merit of killing the enemy..."
"Lu Jing, do you think this Lu Mansion can be saved?"