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

  Chapter 369 Who said there is no hope in the world?

   "You actually want to face the Heavenly West Tower in the Valley of the Dead?"

  Ji Yuanzhi was extremely puzzled.

  He was playing chess with Li Shen, but when he read the letter in his hand, he straightened his back and exclaimed.

  Li Shen took the letter from Ji Yuanzhi, read it carefully, and lost the interest in playing chess.

  Zhong Yubai was also sitting in this small pavilion, the two sword pills Suihan and Songbai were spinning in his hands, and he looked worriedly at the flowing water on the side of the small pavilion.

  Yu Xuanlou is in a very good mood today.

  The current Seventh Prince, who used to study the classics of various families every day, seldom took a walk in the courtyard.

  Li Wuhuang was half a step behind him, accompanying her husband.

  She also got the news, and there was a bit of sarcasm on her delicate, fair face.

   "Even a well-known good man like Lu Jing would do such a thing just to survive."

  Li Wuhuang gritted her teeth slightly. She tried her best to maintain her demeanor, not wanting the Seventh Prince to underestimate her.

  But even though she tried her best to restrain herself, the disdain in her eyes was still clear.

   "Everyone in the world says that when Chao Jingguo was united in knowledge and action, now that there is a catastrophe, he only thinks about how to save his life, completely ignoring the consequences of this matter."

   Li Wuhuang, who seemed to have given up at first, saw some hope in his heart when he saw Lu Jingzhi in distress.

  Yu Xuanlou's double pupils flickered, he did not mock Lu Jing with Li Wuhuang.

   Instead, he stopped and looked in the direction of Yanglu Street from a distance.

   "If Lu Jing survives this catastrophe, Duke Jing's Mansion will also be built.

  At that time, Lu Jing was a real Duke.

  He is not in danger of death. As the Duke of the state, he will accumulate a lot of power in this Taixuanjing within two or three years. "

  Yu Xuanlou seemed to be muttering to himself.

  Li Wuhuang understood.

  Lu Jing and the Seventh Prince are mortal enemies, and the concubine who was hunted down many times in the past became the Duke of the Kingdom and rose in Taixuanjing.

  After his rise, he became a mountain on the path of the Seventh Prince.

  This kind of high mountain cannot be easily moved away, and rocks and mud fall from the mountain from time to time, which is also an extremely difficult thing to deal with.

   What's even more frightening is that this mountain is still getting bigger and bigger and unattainable.

  Li Wuhuang wanted to ask the seventh prince if he had any plans, but after all, she was a woman and had never practiced cultivation, so there were many things that could not be discussed.

  The two walked in Jiansu's mansion and came to Liyuan, but they saw Shen Buyi opening the door, concentrating on drawing talismans.

  On the rune, black lotus flowers are blooming, which is too beautiful to behold.

  Yu Xuanlou's long sleeves fell down, his eyes seemed unchanged, but there was a little...excitement hidden inside.

   "Among the monks who came to Taixuanjing, there are many who want to help Lu Jing fight against the Heavenly West Tower.

  But there are not a few people who want Lu Jing to die. "

  Yu Xuanlou was thinking like this, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to Li Wuhuang and said: "Xu Baijia has also entered Tai'an Road, and he will return to court in a few days.

  Shaozhu Kingdom has been in seclusion for a long time, but it is not known whether the cultivation base has entered the country. "

   "Your Highness." Li Wuhuang lowered her head, with a lot of flair: "I haven't been back to Wulong Street for a long time... and I haven't seen my brother for three months."

  Yu Xuanlou came back to his senses. He knew that Li Wuhuang didn't want to go back to Li's mansion because every time he went back to the mansion, Li Wuhuang would think of Li Yushi and Lu Jing, who was always immortal, so he simply didn't go back.

   "Nine words."

  Yu Xuanlou was obedient, and a blurred ripple flickered in the void behind him.

   "Lu Jing actually chose the Valley of the Dead, so you spread the news and see the reactions of people like Tai Xuanjing."

  …

  The news spread very fast.

  However, when the morning market opened in the early morning of the second day, all the dignitaries and dignitaries in the entire Taixuan Jing knew about this matter.

  Especially in today's court meeting, dozens of adults in the court hall handed over the memorial, and in their words, they directly pointed out that Jing Guogong didn't think about Da Fu, nor those innocent people.

  Especially the two Tsing Yi doctors who were born in the Hedong family, even bluntly said to Lu Jing: "Young people bear a good name, but their name is not worthy of the name. They live in virtue, and they are in vain as the prince of the country."

   To the disappointment of these adults, Emperor Chongtian just waved his hand after listening for a while.

   Canglong Diaosi immediately took a step forward and ordered all the officials in the court to raise another discussion.

  So the matter in the court seems to have subsided for the time being.

   But among the folk scholars, there was another wave in Taixuanjing's mansion.

  Hundred ghosts in the land of hundreds of ghosts have their own fears and evils.

   Only twelve years have passed since the **** incident in the Valley of the Dead. Many people still remember the tragedy in the Valley of the Dead.

  Lu Jing chose the Valley of the Dead, but he didn't care about the terrifying passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain under the Valley of the Dead, which inevitably disappointed many scholars who respected Lu Jing.

  Hundreds of scholars even went to Yanglu Street to wait for Lu Jing, wanting to find out the reason.

  …

   Today's Qingyue got up early and dressed up.

  She put on the gauze dress she liked so much when she was in Lu Mansion.

   It's just that at that time, she and the young master Qingpin didn't have a decent dress.

   "This silver pattern embroidered butterfly dress is pretty good."

  Lu Jing opened his arms, looked at Qing Yue who insisted on changing her clothes, and admired him from the bottom of his heart.

  Qingyue tried her best to keep a smile on her face, but her crooked eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness.

   "There are a lot of helplessness in this vast world, and there are a lot of separation from others. This is not a problem."

   While comforting herself in her heart, Qing Yue gently smoothed the wrinkles on Lu Jing's collar.

   Only then took a few steps back and looked at Lu Jing very seriously.

   But seeing Lu Jing at this time, he was wearing white clothes again.

   But this white dress is not the white jade Chihu court uniform bestowed by Dafu Shengjun, nor is it the blue and white Qiongyi he obtained from the leader of the three trials, nor is it the law-enforcing white robe.

  This dress is spotless, with cuffs tightened and the hem fluttering slightly, but it is a Confucian uniform.

   And the Sha Xilou was on Lu Jing's waist. Looking carefully, Qing Yue didn't know how to describe the young master at this time.

  I just think that the famous Canmei Gong is about the same.

   "How do you feel about August 15th?"

  At this time, Lu Jing put away the pen on the table and casually asked Qingyue.

  Qing Yue felt more and more reluctant, but the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

  She nodded slowly: "Every Mid-Autumn Festival, the young master always drinks with me and eats my clear soup noodles.

  I still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Lu Mansion. My son and I sat on the stone table in the west courtyard, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and we had a reunion. "

   "August 15 this year...should also be a very good day."

   Lu Jing stepped forward and touched Qingyue's long hair, and said calmly: "I asked Mr. Guanqi to be a matchmaker for you and me.

  Since we want to start a family, although we have no elders, three letters and six rituals are always indispensable. "

  Qingyue clapped her hands: "Mr. Guanqi is the son's teacher, so presiding over the marriage is naturally very good."

  The two finished speaking.

  The room suddenly fell silent.

  Qing Yue lowered her head and kept arranging the toilet paper on the table.

   Lu Jing stood where he was, looking at the blooming crabapple in the room.

  The begonias are blooming tonight, which is too beautiful to behold.

  Qingyue felt a lot of reluctance in her heart, she wanted to let Lu Jing go later.

  But he was afraid that his daughter's posture would delay the son's important affairs.

  Thinking of this, Qing Yue tried her best to smile at Lu Jing.

   "I will go to the shantang to sit in the clinic and accumulate merit for the young master."

  As she spoke, she mysteriously took a small box from her house.

   "My lord, wait until this matter is settled before you open this jade box."

   Lu Jing accepted the jade box, thinking that it was Qingyue's heart, a gift prepared by the little girl for him.

  He carefully put the gift into Yunkongwen and walked to the courtyard.

  Outside the courtyard, girls Pei Yingui and Hancai were waiting.

  Farewell is just a few words, but it seems too difficult.

   Pei Yingui looked at the youngest Duke in Dafu, and felt that the world was getting worse.

   is such a character, in order to survive, he has to go through the gates of hell.

  Because of this, the princess who escaped from Qi State deliberately brought her to Guanghan Palace.

  Even if I have very little energy left, I can probably shoot an arrow towards those lofty immortals.

  Lu Jing had persuaded her a few days ago, told her the pros and cons of it, and made it clear to her that it was a fatal matter.

   Now seeing her insistence, he didn't say much anymore, but kept it firmly in his heart.

  Qing Yue really wanted to go to the Valley of the Dead together.

  Everyone is going to leave, she will inevitably feel flustered alone in this Taixuanjing.

   It's just that there is a battlefield, if she goes there, it will definitely distract the young master.

   It is to prevent the young master from being nostalgic in his heart, so she is so calm today.

   Until she watched Lu Jing leave, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

  She raised her head and paced back and forth in the courtyard alone, not knowing what to do at this time.

   A full half an hour has passed.

  Qingyue gritted her teeth suddenly, and she called softly: "Deer fish."

  Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke bloomed.

  A golden dragon soared up from Lu Jing's small courtyard.

  Qingyue was too afraid of affecting the young master.

   But in that short half hour, Qingyue seemed to have gone through a cycle.

   "I'm going to give you a gift, too."

  …

   Lu Jing was riding Zhao Ye, with Sha Xilou on his waist.

   Walk out of Yanglu Street all the way, walk to Beicheng, and exit from the city gate.

   I don’t know how many ordinary people saw this scene.

   I don’t know how many masters, young masters, and young ladies in Taixuan’s mansion secretly looked at each other.

   Today there is neither wind nor rain, the Duke rode out of Xuanjing on horseback.

   And every time Lu Jing walked through a street, there were always many people of various colors following him silently.

  The common people knew Lu Jing's identity, but they didn't know what he was going to do.

   It was rare to see the rumored Jing Guogong Lu Jing, and seeing Lu Jing's divine appearance, he followed behind Zhao Ye like those other characters.

  The huge Tai Xuanjing.

   Lu Jing rode in front, but there was a wave behind him.

  Li Shen and Ji Yuanzhi stood in a restaurant at the gate of Beicheng.

  They knew that the reason why Lu Jing swaggered through the city on horseback was because he chose the Valley of the Dead, and he wanted to give the heroes who came to help him a chance to choose.

  Ji Yuanzhi saw the young man on Mingma Zhaoye, saw his clear eyes, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

   "It's a pity that I am in the imperial court. I went to serve yesterday, and the sage did not agree. Otherwise, the old man will inevitably fall into this trend. Take a look at the demeanor of the young Duke. A young man will do his best to rise up."

  Li Shen shook his head. He also had his hands behind his back and looked at Lu Jing's back.

   "Lu Jing should have his own considerations in choosing the Valley of the Dead. I never believe that Lu Jing, who has solved the disaster in the river, will not care about the safety of the surrounding people at all."

  Li Shen paused for a moment when he said this, and continued: "Even if you don't worry about it, it's nothing.

  A gentleman has the way, and he has achieved success in the world. Today, the earth punishes him, and his life is not guaranteed, but he is still required to be like a sage.

  We were too harsh on this boy. "

   More and more people followed Lu Jing.

   And outside the city gate, there were still many people waiting.

  These people were silent. When they saw Lu Jing leaving the city, they just saluted Lu Jing silently, and then followed behind him.

   Their eyes are firm, and they all have the will to die.

  Ji Yuanzhi saw this scene, tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

  Li Shen comforted: "Sir, you don't have to blame yourself. You have also played a role in leading the way for the three gentlemen of Nanhai Academy."

   "The three gentlemen of Nanhai Academy came here with their swords in their hands, and went to fight against Tianshangxilou. I just told them in letters. It was these gentlemen who threw their heads and blood. How can I call it a contribution?"

  Ji Yuan is old and depressed.

  At this moment, he saw Li Shen had already walked to the corner of the stairs and was about to ask.

  Li Shen stood at the stairs of the restaurant and saluted Ji Yuanzhi.

   "Although Mr. and I are not mentors and apprentices, we have had a mentor-student relationship for many years.

  Being cautious is nothing but a gift. "

  Ji Yuan's eyes widened, staring at Li Shen.

  Li Shen smiled and said: "Sir is the king of the dynasty, I am not as knowledgeable as you, but I can only write two characters.

  Mr. Yu Bai, a local official who dares to resign brazenly and come to help, what is there to be nostalgic for me, a clean-spoken official? "

   "It's a big deal, if Shen is not dead after this matter, then he will be an official again!

  All the rules in the sky, they will stare at Dazhu Kingdom, Wei Xuanjun, Zhongshanhou, Champion General, Sifang Dufu.

  But how can you put me, a little Confucian scholar, in your eyes? "

  Li Shen laughed loudly, turned around and went downstairs.

  Ji Yuanzhi leaned on the railing with both hands, and when he saw Li Shen, who had been known as a great Confucian for twenty years, walk out of the city gate in plain clothes, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

   After a brief trance, he looked at the city gate again.

   But there were generals in plain clothes and court officials in white clothes in the gate of the city.

   It's just that these people are going with the tide now that they're packing light.

  The human world has long been decayed, but there is never a lack of courageous people!

  These people who resigned from office and will follow Lu Jingqian to the Valley of the Dead may not simply be trying to rescue a young Tianjiao in the world.

  Heaven wants to kill people in the world.

  The disaster in the middle of the river is vivid, and there must be immortals helping it.

  Countless people turned into dry bones, died in the middle of the river, died in the Valley of the Dead, and died under disasters everywhere.

  Under such circumstances, how could there be a Lu Jing who can call the wind and rain in the world, how can he die alone?

  They were not for Lu Jing, but for the world, and to swallow this breath.

  Ji Yuanzhi was silent for a long time, then suddenly stumbled and ran down the restaurant, then up the city wall.

   He was out of breath, standing on the city wall and looking up.

   But it was only at this time that the sun rose.

  The golden morning sun sprinkled its brilliance and fell on the crowd.

   Lu Jing rode a horse among the crowd.

  Three hundred soldiers riding tigers marched in armor.

  Two thousand people of various colors gathered around Lu Jing, walking on the official road and mountain road.

  The morning sun's light fell on them, as if they were wearing a layer of golden armor.

   "The whole city is full of golden armour."

  Ji Yuanzhi muttered to himself, and suddenly wept again.

   "Who said there is no hope in the world?"

  (end of this chapter)