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

  Chapter 230 White clothes shine out of Taixuan at night

  Dafu Tianding in June of the thirteenth year.

  This midsummer is especially hot, as if shrouded by a huge stove, making people breathless.

  On the sky to the west of Taixuanjing, a crimson light appeared for dozens of days in succession.

  That is not Xiaguang, but something even more terrifying.

When the crimson light became thicker and thicker, it seemed to cover the world, many people in Taixuanjing only regarded the light as a wonderful landscape, and poets and poets would write poems and lyrics for it, and the women in the pavilions often supported Railings, looking at the crimson in the sky, expressing the sadness in my heart.

  Until June 22nd, the clouds in the sky rolled, and the red light in the distance was almost like blood, turning the water in the Zhutai River into a piece of red.

   Many strong men in Taixuanjing had a gloomy look on their faces, but there was a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

   This touch of red comes from the disaster in the middle of the river.

  The catastrophe in the middle of the river is a natural disaster that must be endured by nature. Even if there are countless strong people in Taixuanjing, even if the imperial court has promulgated more than a hundred disaster relief laws, it cannot stop the spread of the disaster.

  There are hundreds of millions of people in the middle of the river, but none of them have been affected by disasters.

  Emperor Chongtian is still sitting in the Taixian Hall.

  He held the pen in his hand, but he didn't land on the paper for a long time, but just raised his head, his deep gaze seemed to have traveled countless distances, and landed in the flickering clouds.

  June 22nd!

  There is a different person with the celestial eye, who sees the three stars in the sky, and the sky gate is opened where the three stars are shrouded.

   "The fairy has fallen."

  Emperor Chongtian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes sparkled.

   "The fairy bones in the deer pond cast the chessboard, creating such a great momentum, it is a good time for thousands of chess pieces to board the chessboard!"

   His thoughts flashed, and his eyes fell on Qingyun Street.

  In Jiang Baishi's mansion, the chief assistant of Dafu is sitting in the east hall. It has only been two months since he played chess with Immortal Tianque, but this old man looks even older.

  The wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper, the fatigue from playing chess has not yet dissipated, and a deep death breath spreads from his body.

  Jiang Baishi also died soon...

  Even if Jiang Baishi is the Chief Assistant of Dafu, he is one of the most powerful figures in this vast world.

   But time has still pierced the brocade clothes on his body, and is still slowly swallowing his power. No one can escape the sickle of time.

  The sickle fell, and Jiang Baishi was about to be harvested.

  He was getting thinner and haggard a little bit, and then in this prosperous midsummer, he was getting older with the seasons.

   Emperor Chongtian saw Jiang Baishi's appearance, and the pen that had been hanging in the air finally landed on the paper.

  The ink color is slowly fading away.

  Jiang Baishi obviously had never practiced, he seemed to perceive the eyes of Emperor Chongtian.

  He still closed his eyes, speaking with difficulty: "What I miss the most is the days when I returned to my hometown after I failed the exam.

  I still remember that there are fields, smoke from cooking, and distant mountains.

  Bai Niu and I slept soundly for a summer. Now, I have never returned to my homeland, but it seems that I will sleep forever in another summer. "

  Emperor Chongtian froze his pen and ink, and his shoulders shrugged slightly. There was no sadness on his face, but he slowly closed his eyes.

   "Shoufu, please hold on for a while longer." Emperor Chongtian said in a rare soft tone, as if he was talking to himself: "If you hold on for a while longer, you will see the sky open, and you can..."

  Emperor Chongtian didn't finish his words.

  Jiang Baishi seemed too exhausted, he let out a long sigh of relief, and there was still a little guilt in his expression.

   "For this chess game, the world does not know how many people will die. Sometimes in the dead of night, I always feel that I have become a sinner in the world." Jiang Baishi whispered.

  Emperor Chongtian's expression changed, and he became much more majestic.

   "I'll wait, seek forever."

  The mere five characters fell from his mouth, and Emperor Chongtian also put down the pen and ink in his hand.

  He lowered his head and saw four big characters written on the gold leaf paper.

   "Follow me!"

The four characters    appeared, and the gold leaf paper suddenly burned, and a piece of fire fell from the distant world, and disappeared...

  Emperor Chongtian raised his head, still seeing the crimson clouds in the distance.

  He knew that there was a strange power of blood sacrifice in this thick crimson light, and the price was the whole river.

  —

  He Zhongdao.

  The young Heavenly King of Pingping Township holding a banner, the Great Sage of Candle Star Mountain walking against the flow of people in white clothes, and the Taoist who raises deer...all seem to be aware of it.

  When they looked up, they saw a fairyland looming in the sky.

   It's just that the fairyland seems to have died, and it is also accompanied by a strong death, but there is a precious light emerging from it.

  In the precious light, a sky vein runs across, and another fairy grass floats in the air. It can also be seen that a long spear penetrates deeply into the fairyland, but the glow on the gun shaft is extremely dazzling.

  This day...

  The long-disappeared Lutan appeared on Hezhongdao, and then disappeared. The powerful people in the world flocked to Hezhongdao one after another!

  The seventh prince saw Su Mansion, even in summer, the second head of the Huai Gang exuded bursts of cold, and was still wearing a mink fur cloak.

  He sat in the small pavilion of Jiansu Mansion, with Chuye Mountain in front of his body.

  Chu Yeshan occasionally looked at him curiously. This rough doctor of the Imperial College and the son of the Chu family had already heard the name of the second leader of the Huai Gang.

  The two did not talk, but were waiting for something.

  About a quarter of an hour later, Li Wuhuang wore a phoenix crown on her head and a brocade robe on her body. Her demeanor became more mature and graceful. Followed by two maids carrying lanterns and two maids holding umbrellas, she slowly walked into the small pavilion.

   "His Highness is not feeling well, so he won't come to see you two."

Li Wuhuang raised his hand and motioned for the two to avoid the ceremony: "Lutan falls on the middle of the river, which is an excellent opportunity for meeting Su Mansion. If you can get the opportunity of Lutan, Your Highness will be able to catch up with the legend of the great Buddha in the world of Daleiyin Temple." Fuze of Prince Farah.

  Huai Gang has been operating in Hezhong Road for many years, and it is always easier to find Lutan than others. "

   "For this matter, the Second Master and Young Master Yeshan need to put more effort into it. Once there is a trace of Lutan, there will be strong people from Jiansu Mansion."

Chu Yeshan saluted Li Wuhuang solemnly. The mink fur cloak on Erdangjia's body was very shiny. Unlike his tall body, Erdangjia's fingers were very slender, and a silver needle shuttled between his fingers. Flowing water generally looks quite strange.

   "Lutan is indeed a great opportunity. Thousands of powerful people gather in the middle of the river, and the sage has also passed down an order. The opportunity in Lutan, except for the people in the Northern Qin Dynasty, can be contested by everyone in the world.

  In the darkness, there are strong men from the Sea Monster Kingdom and the Hundred Ghosts Mountain. It may not be easy for them to come out victorious. "

The second leader of the Huai Gang whispered softly, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes: "Moreover, not everyone in the world can enter the deer pool. Every time the deer pool appears, those who can enter it are not those with advanced cultivation, but those who can get the deer pool." A character that Tan identifies with.

  Shengjun, Jianjia Shangmin, and the sword repairer surnamed Lin in Sunan Dao have all had the opportunity to get Lutan, which is actually a good thing for Jiansu Mansion. "

   "It is widely rumored in Taixuanjing that among the Tianjiao, except for Lu Jing, the other characters are far away from His Highness. After finding the trace of Lutan, His Highness should also come to Hezhong Road in person."

  Li Wuhuang heard that the second head of Huai Gang mentioned Lu Jing's name, his face remained unchanged, but a strange flash of light flashed in his eyes.

  Chu Yeshan, the little prince of the Chu family, looks rough, but in fact he has a delicate mind. With a casual glance, he can see where the strangeness in the eyes of the prince and concubine in front of him comes from.

He lightly straightened his robe, and said with a smile: "I also have a few friends in the library. I heard that Mr. Lu Jing, who is both excellent in calligraphy and painting, intends to go to Hezhong Road to find opportunities in Lutan .”

   "He's going to seek death?" Li Wuhuang snorted coldly: "He does have a bit of talent, but whether a talented person can grow up is often a matter of self-knowledge.

  With his talent, as long as he hides under the wings of Mr. Guanqi and practice step by step, he will at least be a great master of Yuanshen who reflects the nine stars in the future.

  But if he relies on his talent and wants to break into this chaotic world, it is inevitable that there will be more swords on his neck. "

  Chu Yeshan smiled boldly and said: "The thoughts of the Tianjiao generation are naturally difficult for us mortals to understand.

  In our minds, the Great Master of the Yuanshen at the peak of Zhaoxing is naturally an extremely powerful existence, but maybe in the hearts of geniuses like Lu Jing, the Great Master of the Yuanshen is not the ultimate.

  Since he is a genius, he is naturally quite confident. He also wants to seize this rare opportunity, and he can go one step further in the future to become the heavenly man who can overcome the thunder disaster with the pure sun. "

Hearing Chu Yeshan's words, the second head of the Huai Gang, the silver needle in his hand shimmered, and he shook his head slowly: "Not to mention the past and present, even the Dafu Dingding Dingding, the top four in the world, there have been countless people who have emerged in more than two hundred years. Tianjiao, and where are those Tianjiao now?"

   "In our eyes, that Lu Jing is indeed a peerless arrogance, but above the arrogance, there are real heavenly beings, real immortals!

  Maybe they look at Lu Jing as they look at us. If they don't go to Chunyang and Tianfu, it's nothing after all.

  Since this is the case, if he dares to enter the middle of the river, I will naturally send him to death. "

   "When the locust leaves burn, when the locust branches merge with the surging blood energy in the middle of the river, it's just a good time to kill Tianjiao to add to the fun."

   When the second leader of Huai Gang said this, the silver needle between his fingers slowly flew out, flew into his ear and disappeared.

  He twisted his neck, and made a clear snapping sound: "Just in time... I still have some accounts to settle with this young man who killed evildoers under the Yanyu Bridge."

  I don't know what Li Wuhuang thought of, a light lit up in his eyes.

   "I'm afraid that Mr. Yeshan's news is not true, and Lu Jing is too young, and I am afraid that the library will not let Lu Jing out of the city."

  …

   July 10th.

   Qingyue looked at the body deed in front of her, with tears in her eyes.

  She is wearing a misty rainy green radish dress today, her hair is **** by a green jade hairpin, she looks elegant and charming, and her face is extremely beautiful.

  She was sitting in the empty courtyard, with only a goldfish wagging its tail in front of her eyes.

   "Actually, today I want to give the young master a gift, so I have already dressed and dressed.

  When the young master left the house, I also noticed it.

  But... Xiao Yuer, I really can't bear the fact that Master Jing is getting farther and farther away from me, so I simply stayed in this room instead of seeing him off. "

  The goldfish seemed to understand Qing Yue's words. She wagged her tail and spit out bubbles from the fish's mouth, trying to make Qing Yue happy.

  Qing Yue became more and more lonely, she looked down at the body deed on the table.

  It seems like a simple piece of paper, but it represents the change of Qingyue's identity.

   Such a body deed has changed from one to two.

  Before, Princess Chong'an took back the body deed from the slave master from Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong.

  Not long ago, Lu Jing sought out the prince again, and asked the prince to get back the official lease in Jingyin's mansion.

  Thus, Qingyue was finally freed and became a beloved man, no longer a slave.

  Lu Jing has always been unwilling to owe favors, but under the confrontation between the crown prince and the seventh prince, the seventh prince has been hiding in Jiansu's mansion for a long time to heal his injuries, and the root cause of this is Lu Jing.

  The prince also sent letters and invitations many times, wanting to thank Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing also made it a matter of course, let the prince do this, and got back Qingyue's official lease.

  On that day, when Lu Jing took out Qingyue's official deed, the tears and tenderness in Qingyue's eyes melted together, intoxicating.

It was also on that day that Lu Jing told Qingyue with a smile to let Qingyue wait for him in Taixuanjing. thing.

   "Mr. Guanqi treated him like that, and now he has become the master of the young master, but I just heard from the young master...Mr. Guanqi seems to be sick.

  Young master values ​​love and righteousness, and is going to pick a good medicine called Tianmai for Mr. Guanqi, to cure Mr. Guanqi's illness, and let Mr. Guanqi live longer. "

  Qing Yue's words were trivial.

  She was reluctant to leave Lu Jing. Since childhood, the two had depended on each other for life. Although life was hard, they never parted.

  Now... It's time to say goodbye, Qingyue didn't even dare to see Lu Jing off.

  She was afraid of seeing Lu Jing's back, and also afraid of perceiving the process of parting.

   But reluctant to give up, Qingyue felt that it was because of his son's many choices that he became a young gentleman respected by everyone.

   "The young master said that he will be back in a short time.

  When he comes back, Qingyue will have to become a doctor who can be a doctor. "

   "Young Master said, when he comes back, he will prepare a big gift for me."

   "But... As long as he returns safely, it will be a great gift to me."

  Qing Yue comforted herself, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop shedding.

  The goldfish was swimming in the water. When she saw Qing Yue's tears, she seemed to sense Qing Yue's love for Lu Jing.

  For some reason, this goldfish also shed tears, as if...she was also thinking about someone.

  It's just... who is that person's last name?

  She kind of forgot.

  —

  In the Sheng Mansion on Qingyun Street, Sheng Zi read the letter in her hand, got on her plain heels, stomped her horse's hooves, and headed out of the city.

   "Yesterday, I invited my lady to meet and enjoy the scenery in Zhutai River together. I wanted to talk about this with you, but I don't like parting by nature, and I feel that saying goodbye in person will always give rise to a lot of sadness..."

  Lu Jing wrote this in the letter.

   Sheng Zi was wearing a red dress, and wanted to give Lu Jing a gift.

   Yanglu Street.

  Shili Changning Street.

  Nanguo Mansion.

  Book building.

  When many people received the letter, Lu Jing had already left Taixuanjing riding Zhaoye.

He went with a sword, to see the world beyond Taixuanjing, to see Lutan, so that the sentence he wrote on the straw paper "May you live forever, and every year will be spring" , will not become a simple wish.

"Tianmai is a strange thing in heaven and earth. Mr. Guanqi said that he can no longer enter the deer pool. The deer pool has a spirit. Every time it appears, only those who agree with the deer pool can enter it. People who have entered the deer pool in the past can no longer enter it." Go in for the second time."

   "Then how to get Lu Tan to agree?"

  Lu Jing, with peaceful eyes, rode Zhao Ye on the official road.

  He walked a hundred miles, but saw a mountain restaurant not far away.

   There were not many figures on the old and blackened tables and chairs.

   Li Guanlong is drinking alone.

  When Lu Jing came on horseback and saw Li Guanlong, he got off Zhao Ye and sat opposite Li Guanlong.

   "Shaozhu Kingdom, the only one in Taixuan Jingzhong who came to see me off."

   Originally, in the author's outline, a few chapters should be written if there is less talk about going out of the city.

But I thought about it carefully, the fairy fell into the world, the deer pond was born, the parting with many characters, the reluctance between the characters, the conflict between the seven princes in the river, etc. It is too cumbersome to write in detail, and the differences with other characters It's too exaggerated to read too much.

   Simply use the perspective of other characters to cover it briefly, and then slowly add branches and leaves.

   I hope it won't seem rushed and hasty.

  (end of this chapter)