If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

   Chapter 20 Nanheyu should be primordial spirit to shine on the stars, pure sun to cross the thunder tribulation

   The sky today is not as good as it was a few days ago.

   It was noon, but the sky was covered with dark clouds, looking gloomy and gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

  The autumn rain is different from the spring rain. After the autumn rain, the weather turns cold and the people's life becomes more difficult.

   Although Lu Jing is not a commoner, he doesn't like cold winters either.

   And now in this desolate autumn day, a leaf blows from a distance and falls into the hands of Nan Xuehu, who is spreading his palms.

   "Do you know how my Nan family was named a prince?"

Nan Xuehu asked softly, but when he saw that Lu Jing didn't answer, he said to himself: "Dafu Ding Ding Sijiazi, before Dafu founded the country, there were stars falling in the sky, there were monsters whispering in the river and sea, and the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism were still inseparable. never born.

   It was the first-generation duke of my Nanfu who held a grass-cutting knife and built this prosperous era with the founding emperor of Dafu. "

  Nan Xuehu's tone was full of emotion.

   Now, more than two hundred years have passed, and the once famous grass cutting knife is still stored in the ancestral hall, and no one can control it, which makes him uneasy.

   "Your marriage to my sister has been decided, but I know that she can't hold the Nanfu, she can't hold the grass-cutting knife, and the Taixuanjing is turbulent, and you can't help her."

   Nan Xuehu finished speaking and took another sip from the teacup on the table.

   The bitter taste in his mouth made him frown again.

   "So, you guys want to kill me?"

  Lu Jing turned his head sideways, his eyes quite serious.

  Nan Xuehu did not shy away and nodded: "You are the tool that the old prince found in Taixuanjing to lock Nanheyu.

  You're dead, and the old prince probably won't be able to find another handy tool in a short time. "

  Lu Jing suddenly realized: "So, the so-called marriage of Nan Heyu and the congratulations for the seriously ill old man is just an excuse."

   "Nanfu wants to find a young man in this Taixuanjing who is worthy of the title of Nanfu's son-in-law, and I am this young man?"

  Nan Xuehu laughed and said, "Confucian scholars all over the world are ashamed of being in a family, and all the noble families in the world think that if their sons and daughters join the family, it will bring shame to the family.

   It is actually not easy for the Nanguo Gongfu to find you, who has a decent origin and whose family is in the middle of a fall. "

"Looking at another level, Lu Jing, you are actually a great hero of the Lu family. It is because of you that Uncle Shen Xiao can return from the distant mountain road, but it's a pity... In this mansion, no one seems to think that way. "

   As Nan Xuehu said, it is actually the case.

   From this incident to the present, no one has ever asked Lu Jing for his opinion, and he has even been ridiculed many times. The young and young girls in the clan regard him as a shame.

   The stewards and servants in the mansion also felt that Lu Jing was no longer the young master of the Lu mansion.

   Although he is called a young master on weekdays, the disgust in his eyebrows is actually obvious.

   "Young Master Xuehu is here to tell me this?"

   A gust of breeze blew past, and Lu Jing's blue clothes fluttered.

  Click…

  In the sky that was already covered with dark clouds, a thunderstorm fell, and it was about to bring downpour.

   A red mist suddenly formed around Nan Xuehu. The red mist was transparent and turned into a barrier, covering Nan Xuehu's body.

   Lu Jing understood instantly.

   "This Nanxuehu, I am afraid that he has already practiced into a snowy mountain. He can store qi and blood in the snowy mountain, and his qi and blood rises like a barrier."

   There was another thunder in the sky.

  Qingyue walked out of the house in a hurry and stood behind Lu Jing, holding an umbrella for Lu Jing.

   Nan Xuehu showed a slight smile and asked, "How old is Young Master Lu Jing?"

  Lu Jing frowned.

   He suddenly understood why Nan Xuehu asked such a question.

   "This Nan Xuehu looks about the same age as me, but he has practiced to the melting pot and even the snowy mountain.

   There is a rainstorm coming in the sky, he sits in the rainstorm, the rainstorm is not close, but I can only hold an umbrella.

   He wants to take the initiative, and wants to press me with age, cultivation, and status! "

   Lu Jing's thoughts turned, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the inner room.

   "Master Xuehu, it will rain heavily. If you have something to do, you can come into my room. If you have nothing to do, you can leave by yourself."

  Qing Yue followed behind Lu Jing and entered the room.

  Nan Xuehu was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise on his face.

   He thought for a moment, stood up, and walked into the house.

   crackling...

   A torrential rain hit, bringing a howling wind.

   This time, Nan Xuehu might not want to confront Lu Jingzaan again.

   "Lu Jing, the status of the Duke of Nanguo is revered, and my sister is also a genius in swordsmanship. She has already cultivated into a true spirit at a young age, ignited a divine fire, can control three hundred swords, and can ride the wind and white clouds.

  He Yu's future should not be confined in that cloud-shrouded imperial mansion, nor should he be married to you and live together, but should be the primordial spirit that shines on the stars, and pure yang can overcome the thunder calamity! "

  Nan Xuehu did not take a seat, but stood at the entrance of the house, staring at Lu Jing who was sitting on the seat.

  Lu Jing was expressionless, while Qing Yue's teeth were biting her lower lip.

   "Nan... Nanguo Gongfu has postponed several times, but he wants to break off the marriage. If he wants to break off the marriage, then break off the marriage. Why should the son be aggressive?"

   Finally, Qingyue seemed to have finally gathered up the courage to speak to Nanxuehu.

  Nan Xuehu gave Qing Yue a surprised look.

  Lu Jing also had a soft smile on his face, and said to Qingyue: "Qingyue, don't worry, go to the back room to rest first."

  Qingyue stomped her feet, and saw the serious look on Lu Jing's face, her eyes filled with guilt: "Master, it was Qingyue who violated the rules."

   As she spoke, she walked towards the back room.

   "You...are you mistaken?"

  Lu Jing saw Qing Yue's eyes, it was obviously distressed, and a trace of anger suddenly grew in his heart.

   "I am the son-in-law in this marriage contract, and I am not qualified to break off the marriage. You came today to tell me this...

  Let me think about it, maybe I encountered resistance at the Nanguo Gongfu, and wanted to use me as a breakthrough to withdraw from this marriage. "

"Let me guess, just now, Young Master Xuehu said that my life is not important, it's okay to kill me, but now he follows me into the house and tells me this, probably because even if my life is not important, you guys If you kill me, the old man of Nan will definitely be furious, so the horse just now didn't want to kill me, but wanted to teach me... a lesson."

  Lu Jing sat casually on the wooden chair, his eyes getting colder and colder.

   He asked questions one after another, but Nan Xuehu remained expressionless and stared at Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing said again, "Based on this guess, you probably want me to do some scandalous things, and you want to have Nan Lao Guogong personally order him to write a divorce letter from Nan Heyu?"

   Finally, Nan Xuehu was no longer silent, and said: "You are still free now, you can go to the land of Yanliu a few times, to a painting boat, and a few times to the brothel.

   An ordinary son-in-law, if you do something like this, you will inevitably die.

   But you haven't been there yet, and you're the young master of the Jiuhu Lu family, so of course it's fine.

Thus…"

  Nan Xuehu's tone was straightforward, as if he was telling Lu Jing what to do.

  Lu Jing took a deep breath and was about to speak, when a flaming golden light flashed in his mind, as if a glorious palace was emerging!

   (end of this chapter)