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

Lu Jing entered the Taixuan Palace in the evening, and all the civil and military officials in the court were guessing how the sage would deal with Lu Jing.

The death of a Heavenly Dragon of the Eight Realms in Dafu is a huge loss, especially when the Northern Qin burning chariot stood in the frontier of Dafu, looking at the world like a tiger.

No matter what is behind Taichong Dragon Lord's death, Lu Jing's Rain Calling Sword was stained with dragon blood after all, and the Heavenly Dragon Spiritual Mind lingering on the blade of the Rain Calling Sword cannot be faked.

With such evidence, it would not be so easy for Lu Jing to privately kill Taichong Hailong Lord, who was personally conferred by the sage, even if the dragon slayer was the new King Jing Guogong.

Lu Jing was in Taixuan Palace.

A few lights were also lit in Taixian Hall.

Undercurrents surged in Taixuanjing at night.

Someone is writing a memorial, Chen Lujing's domineering, and talking about the importance of Taichong Dragon Lord for the current disaster.

No matter what the reason was, Lu Jing could not escape the responsibility of ignoring the overall situation when he killed Taichong Dragon Lord.

Some people even speculated that with the cultivation bases of Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen, it was absolutely impossible to kill the Taichong Dragon Lord Chunyang Yuanshen, and there must be someone stronger behind him.

Among the ministers who wrote these memorials, some wanted to curb Jing Guogong's soaring momentum for various reasons, some wanted to punish Lu Jing's crimes, and some wanted to take this opportunity to destroy Lu Jing's prestige .

These people have their own minds and their own goals.

There are those who want to destroy Lu Jing's prestige, and there are naturally those who want to defend Lu Jing and protect Lu Jing.

On Wulong Street, several generals who admired Lu Jing's ability to call the wind and rain, and solve the disaster in the middle of the river, as well as many civil servants in the court, wanted to intercede for Lu Jing at tomorrow's court meeting.

Crown Prince Yu Zhuoxian also entered the palace in person like Nan Laogong, wanting to meet the Holy King.

There are also people with special status like Ji Yuanzhi and Li Shen, who also brought many scholars and wrote letters of pleading, hoping to hand them to the holy king at the tomorrow's court meeting.

It was these undercurrents that surged into Taixuanjing this night.

But in just one hour, I don't know how many people have their own thoughts.

But... to everyone's surprise...

An hour later, the thirteenth prince, who was still young, actually sent Jing Guogong out of the palace in person.

The person driving the car turned out to be the old red-clothed Diao Si.

This Diao Temple surnamed Lu has been serving Shengjia for decades, he is getting older and older, it seems that his life is not long, but the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, even the Zhu Kingdom and the generals all treat him with courtesy.

Chiyi Diao Temple drove off to each other, which itself is a signal.

So... the ministers who originally wanted to visit the King of the King's book in the court tomorrow received the news, and were full of anger and puzzled, and had to throw the written memorial into the carbon basin.

Big voodoo is a very heavy rule.

But no matter how expensive these rules are, they are not more expensive than the will of the great subduing sage.

"The one Lu Jing cut off was Taichong Dragon Lord, the only Heavenly Dragon in Dafu!"

In Jiansu's mansion, Yu Xuanlou's eyes shone with an inexplicable light, that kind of light was a little frightening, and it didn't seem like the light emanating from the double pupils that were born to represent the posture of seeing immortals.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the table, Li Guanlong's dragon-like power became more and more vigorous, no wonder the real dragon dared not dance in front of him.

"What exactly is the Holy King planning?"

Yuxuanlou took a sip of wine, and said in a muffled voice: "The arrogance of such a genius should be taken care of, but if the emperor just pampers him and doesn't beat him properly, he will inevitably be domineering when Lu Jing's wings become fuller. There's a lot going on."

"Lu Jing said that Taichong Dragon Lord intercepted and killed him on Jiuchu Mountain, and that the son of King Chong'an, Yu Dongshen, had helped him. I thought that the holy king would recruit that Yu Dongshen into the palace anyway, so I asked him carefully. Fan.

But he never thought that in just an hour, Lu Jing would be accompanied by Prince Yanxu, and Canglong Diaosi would personally drive him off to leave Taixuanjing.

When passing by Yanglu Street, I also went to see the unfinished Jingguo Mansion.

This... is a bit too indulgent. "

Having said this, Yuxuanlou repeated his first sentence just now: "The one who died was a heavenly dragon of the eighth realm!"

Shaozhu Kingdom and Chu Guogong listened to the Seventh Prince's words.

Chu Guogong sighed, and said: "Your Highness, this Lu Jing has become powerful, and he is no longer the ordinary bastard he was before.

Moreover, Lu Jing attracted too much attention from His Royal Highness. Nankai Road, Beichuan Road, and Sanghuai Mansion clashed in many places. Seeing that Su Mansion is far weaker than Donggong Palace, this is definitely not a good thing.

Your Highness, Lu Jing was never eliminated during the Hezhong Dao. Now that Lu Jing has returned to Taixuanjing and has become Jing Guogong, and the speed at which he has improved his cultivation is unimaginable, it will be even more difficult to kill him after seeing the Su Mansion. . "

"Your Highness, instead of focusing on Lu Jing all the time, it's better to put aside the enmity with him for now and concentrate on fighting against the East Palace."

Yu Xuanlou's expression changed slightly, and then a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I was born with double pupils, and I am the Seventh Prince of Dafu, and I think I have great talent, but I don't want to...a bastard who has been treated so coldly from the Jiuhulu family, and I have been defeated by him many times. "

"Even when I personally asked him for peace as a prince, he refused. As long as I ascend to the throne, I will have the power to swallow the sky like a sage.

But now, a little Lu Jing can make me lose face. "

Yuxuanlou, who was deeply scheming and had a heavenly fairyland hidden in his double pupils, was a little discouraged.

Li Guanlong, who had been silent all along, slowly raised his head at this time.

He looked at Yuxuanlou and asked, "Your Highness, do you think that someone like Lu Jing can really stay in Taixuanjing forever?"

Yu Xuanlou shook his head: "This is the decision of the Holy King. If the Holy King thinks he can stay, he will naturally be able to stay."

At this time, Li Guanlong shook his head slowly as he recalled several encounters with Lu Jing in his mind.

"Perhaps one day, even the Holy Monarch is unwilling to let Lu Jing stay in Taixuanjing.

At that time, Lu Jing didn't just meet Su Mansion's enemies.

Your Highness don't need to be impatient, His Highness can't kill Lu Jing, so would Lu Jing dare to kill His Highness? "

Li Guanlong's eyes, as calm as a pool of water, could not see the slightest killing intent.

"Because of watching the dragon, I embarked on the road of practice, trekking through mountains and rivers, overcoming thorns and thorns.

Now I will go to Shenguan... If there is a chance, I also hope to settle those entanglements with Lu Jing. "

While Li Guanlong was speaking, the power and power of his body flowed, and he had the power to overcome thousands of mountains with perseverance.

He himself never thought that one day the mountain in front of him would turn into Lu Jing.

"Actually, most of the time, we are not allowed to do it ourselves. We just need to watch quietly. Lu Jing will always face many fatal disasters."

Just at this time, the white-haired Shen Buyi appeared at the entrance of the East Hall in a wheelchair.

He looked in the direction of Yanglu Street from a distance: "Just like Chu Guogong said, don't be impatient, Your Highness.

With Lu Jing's character, there is not only a mountain in front of him.

For example... Yu Dongshen helped him, so he naturally wanted to help Yu Dongshen.

And Yu Dongshen came to Taixuanjing from Zhong'an Sanzhou quietly, but it might not be easy to return from Taixuanjing to Chong'an Sanzhou quietly. "

...

Canglong Diaosi drove the carriage, and when sending Lu Jing back to Kongshan Lane, he went to the library specifically to pick up Qingyue.

It's just that when Qingyue came out of the library, she was still leading Zhaoye, Zhuo Yaoluo on her right shoulder became the size of a little finger, sitting cross-legged on it.

Bursts of strong medicinal fragrance radiated from Zhaoye and Zhuo Yaoluo.

A stream of dragon power mixed with medicinal fragrance can be heard from hundreds of meters away.

Qingyue, who is in the study building, has changed a lot in this year.

When she was in the small courtyard of Kongshan Lane, Xiaojiabiyu always had unchanging tenderness in her eyes.

In Mr. Eleven's academy, she is also like Mr. Pharmacist in the academy, dressed in white, and holding a book of medicine in her hand, recording her findings.

During Lu Jing's absence for more than half a year, Qingyue did not stand still. With the guidance of a famous teacher like Mr. Eleven, coupled with Qingyue's original talent, Qingyue's medical knowledge is already extraordinary.

Lu Jing didn't understand pharmacology, so he naturally didn't know how far Qingyue's pharmacology had reached.

However, whether it is Zhaoye or Zhuoyaoluo, take the dragon pearls, and then take the pills prepared by Qingyue, use these pills to remove the strong, toxic, and evil nature of those dragon pearls, and completely decompose the dragon pearls into their own Qi. Blood……

It is precisely because of Qingyue's presence, whether it is Zhaoye, Zhuoyaoluo, or that golden dragon and deer fish, all of them have grown during these days.

"Young master, if you leave Taixuanjing one day, where will you go?"

After getting off the carriage, Lu Jing and Qing Yue walked side by side, and first went to the Duke Jing's Mansion under construction on Yanglu Street.

After leaving Jing Guogong's mansion, the two went to buy two pots of deer wine, and then walked side by side on the street.

Like many nights before, Qingyue walked on the street and looked up at the night sky, as if she was carefully looking for the unique stars in the sky.

Lu Jing didn't know why Qingyue would ask such a question, but he still replied with a smile: "I can't tell.

If I really want to leave Taixuanjing, I might go to Qi State to find Brother Fengmian and take a look at the Bone Palace.

Or I will go to Taihao Que to look for Chen Xuanwu. I promised him a long time ago that I would go to Taihao Que to play with him. I never thought that the trip would take nearly two years, and the trip has not happened yet. "

"Except for Qi State and Taihao Que... maybe... maybe I will go to the three prefectures of Chong'an to take a look at the purple flower sea, and also take a look at the mighty tiger-riding army."

Lu Jing spoke casually.

Qingyue on the side listened very seriously, she wrote it down carefully, then fell silent for two or three breaths, then suddenly asked with a smile: "If one day I am separated from the young master, then I will go to these three places to wait master.

In the world, big is big, and small is small. If Qingyue doesn't die, she can always wait for the young master. "

Lu Jing became more and more puzzled, and turned to look at Qingyue.

Qingyue frowned and smiled as always: "Master, I have prepared a gift for you, and I will give it to you in a few days."

...

After returning to the small courtyard in Kongshan Lane, Qing Yue washed up for Lu Jing and then went to rest.

Lu Jing sat in the courtyard.

The spring breeze is far away, and the heat of summer has also been brought with it. Lu Jing looked at the stars for a long time, but he never saw which star was worth looking for like Qingyue.

until late at night.

Lu Jing suddenly felt something, he stood up, opened the door and walked out of the courtyard.

At the entrance of Kongshan Lane, a short old man was facing away from Lu Jing, looking at the Duke Jing's Mansion built on Yanglu Street.

"In front of the East Hall, there should be a stream of clear water. The weather in Taixuanjing is too dry."

When Lu Jing approached, the little old man spoke.

The faint starlight in the sky fell on the old man, but the gold and silver reflected a lot of brilliance, which seemed a bit exaggerated.

But the old man didn't notice it, and still said to Lu Jing: "Plant some purple grass in the yard, and the purple grass can often produce vitality, which is naturally useless for cultivation, but it can support other flowers and plants in the courtyard. "

Standing side by side with the old man, Lu Jing said, "It's a pity that there is a majestic and towering stone tablet missing in front of the East Hall."

The old man turned his head sideways, looked at Lu Jing and said, "If you like, I can give you the stele of Dafu Juyue."

"Give it to me?" Lu Jing was somewhat unexpected: "Old Duke, the stone tablet given by the Holy King symbolizes the merits of the country, how can you give it away?"

"Since the sage gave it to me, the whereabouts of the stele is naturally up to me. Why can't I give it to you?"

That little old man is Nan Lao Guogong.

The old man looked directly into Lu Jing's eyes: "You just need to tell me, and I will bring the stele for you and stand it in front of your mansion."

Lu Jing waved his hand slightly, and said seriously, "Why did the old Duke come here?"

Old Duke Nan was also quite direct: "My son Nan Tinggui has been suffering from illnesses since he was a child, and now his life expectancy is approaching... If he has half a dragon's horn, it may prolong his life for three to five years."

"Duke Jing... if possible..."

"Tianlong horn?" Lu Jing raised his head and looked at the bones of Tianlong covered by clouds and mist: "The old man has been picking the dragon horn since he went to the sky."

Nanlao Guogong probably never thought that the trip to Kongshan Lane would go so smoothly, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Lu Jinghui misunderstood Duke Nan's intentions and explained: "The Holy Monarch has determined the ownership of the bones of the Heavenly Dragon, and the bones of the Heavenly Dragon belong to Lu Jing, and Duke Nan will pick them himself.

However, if this keel is used, it is inevitable that there will be grudges with the Wufang Hailong.

Nanlao Guogong decides on his own. "

"Who cares about those long bugs?" Nan Laoguo said fairly: "There is still some dissatisfaction between my son and you, in the final analysis, it is my Nanfu who owes you, which made you look down upon when you were young.

Today I put down my face and beg you, you gave me Tianlongjiao, presumably because of that grass-cutting knife and Nan Fengmian's face.

In any case... this is a great favor to the Nanguo government. Although I am old, I will naturally remember Jingguo's kindness. "

Lu Jing shook his head seriously when he heard Nan Laogong's words.

"Master Nan, you misunderstood."

Lu Jing and Nanlaogong stood side by side, Nanlaogong held his hands behind his back, and Lu Jing supported the handle of the Hufeng Dao.

"The friendship between me and Nan Fengmian has nothing to do with the Nan family. Brother Fengmian has always been free and easy, and he knows that gratitude is kindness and fault is fault. I will not forget the past grievances because of Brother Fengmian."

"As for the grass-cutting knife, I am only in favor of Nanxuehu, and have nothing to do with the Nanguo government."

"The reason why I am willing to give Tianlongjiao is actually quite simple."

At this point in Lu Jing's words, a smile appeared on his face: "I am already in the same rank as Nan Laogong, and today I give Tianlongjiao because of my magnanimity.

And after that, I also hope that Nanlao Guogong and Nan Tinggui, the Patriarch of Nanan Family, can serve me tea and apologize in person. "

"Of course, if old Duke Nan can't save his face, he can also ask Nan Xuehu to come and beg me. I have a very good friendship with him. For his sake, I can also save you two tea."

...

Nanlao Guogong took Tianlongjiao and left Kongshan Lane.

Lu Jing returned to the courtyard.

Qing Yue, who had already rested, was sitting in the courtyard waiting for him.

"Master, Mr. Nan is a strange person."

Qingyue smiled and said: "However, Nan's family is also making money. If you serve two cups of tea and apologize twice, you can get a Tianlong horn."

Lu Jing stepped forward and patted Qingyue on the head: "I just made up some random reasons for them to serve me tea."

"Actually, Nan Fengmian and Nan Xuehu are the ones who are really worth the Tianlong horn in the Nanguo government."

Qingyue squinted her eyes and asked, "Where's Nan Heyu, the master of swordsmanship?"

Lu Jing was taken aback, thought for a while, and then said: "She has a good character, and she helped me when I was in the middle of the river."

"In addition to Nan Fengmian and Nan Xuehu, let's add Nan Heyu."