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

"Ten years of life and death are boundless. Without thinking, you will never forget. There is no place to talk about the bleakness of a lonely grave thousands of miles away. Even if you meet each other, you should not know each other. Your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.

Yelai Youmeng suddenly returns home, Xiaoxuan window, is dressing. There is no words to look at each other, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Songgang. "

The moon is full in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and a round of autumn moon sprinkles golden waves, just like the newly polished bronze mirror, flying into the sky again.

The condensed moonlight fell faintly like cold dew, and the blue sky in autumn was immersed in a piece of coolness.

But Lu Jing's small courtyard was not cold.

Lu Jing and Qing Yue were sitting at the stone table, looking up at the moon.

Qingyue leaned her head and looked at the full moon in the sky.

There is not a cloud in the sky, and there is not a wisp of wind. It is a good time to enjoy the moon.

But Qingyue's attention doesn't seem to be only on the moon.

She recited the song "Jiangchengzi" that Lu Jing copied to Lu Chongshan, her eyes were blurred, as if she was still immersed in the words.

Compared with Qingyue, Lu Jing seemed much vulgar: "It's a pity that I forgot to bring back that table of delicacies."

Qingyue's thoughts were interrupted, and she said helplessly: "Young master, how can I pack dishes in front of so many people? Moreover, after the young master started the banquet, he has been eating all the time, and he has already tasted those dishes. There is no need to regret anything."

Lu Jing smiled and shook his head: "I have indeed tasted it, and it's not because I feel sorry for myself. I originally wanted to pack it back and let you have a good taste, but unexpectedly, it didn't work out."

Qingyue sighed and said: "Young master, today the old lady invites the host, and we are serving as maids, so there is no reason to worry about the dishes at the banquet? Not only me, but other girls can't eat those foods .”

Lu Jing said calmly: "Our yard is different from those young masters and ladies' yards. The other maids who are close to me don't lack delicious food on weekdays. On the contrary, it's you who follow me to suffer so much grievance."

Qingyue smiled softly: "Following those young masters naturally has many advantages, but I also heard that many young masters are moody, and girls are often scolded on weekdays.

On the contrary, when I was in the courtyard, the young master was like my family, never being wronged.

Compared with this, if you can't eat delicious food, what is it worth? "

Lu Jing smiled, and said casually: "Don't worry, in a while, you can live the life that those girls can live, Qing Yue, and maybe...you can live a better life."

Qingyue didn't know what Lu Jing was talking about, so she just nodded ignorantly, then suddenly became interested, and asked Lu Jing: "Master, the poem you wrote during the day today is really good, I have read many poems, but I haven't read it yet. Had such a good time.”

Lu Jing corrected: "It wasn't written by me, it was written by a great poet named Su Shi."

Qingyue blinked her eyes: "Su Shi? To be able to write such good words, he must be a famous poet in Qing history, but I have never heard his poems, so strange."

"Master, why did you send this poem to Master Chongshan? You said before that Master Chongshan could help us, but he is the master of the Second House. He looks listless and doesn't seem interested in anything. How can he help us?" us?"

Qingyue couldn't figure it out, she didn't understand why Lu Jing called Master Shan back home, it was a good thing for them.

The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival is particularly round, round without any flaws, round and touching.

Lu Jing also looked up at the sky, and suddenly said to Qing Yue: "I'll tell you a story that I accidentally heard from some ladies in the mansion."

Qingyue nodded quickly, and smiled with her eyebrows bent.

"A long time ago, a son of Jingzhong encountered setbacks, so he went south by boat and went to Nankaidao.

This son of Jingzhong has a good reputation, he is very talented in writing, and he loves calligraphy and poetry.

When he went to Nankaido, he just wanted to relax and take a look at the wonders of the South China Sea, but he didn't expect that he met a fishing daughter on a fishing island in the South China Sea. "

Lu Jing spoke softly and eloquently.

When Qingyue heard that this story was about the relationship between a man and a woman, the girl's heart started to sprout, and she became even more interested.

"Later, the young master of Jingzhong walked by the sea every day and talked with that daughter.

That daughter is rough and bold, and her words and eyebrows are mostly scenes that the young master has never seen in Taixuanjing.

So, the son and the daughter knew each other and fell in love. "

Lu Jing was telling a story, while Qing Yue was staring at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing was one year younger than Qingyue, but for some reason, Qingyue suddenly felt that when Lu Jing spoke tonight, he was full of calmness and stability. Coupled with Xiao's mother's face, Qingyue felt a little... Upset.

But she was still interested in Lu Jing's story, and her tone was full of longing: "This young man is a man of temperament, otherwise, how could the noble young man in Taixuan Jing fall in love with an ordinary fisher girl?"

Lu Jing nodded: "I also feel the same way. This young man is different from many nobles. He only has interest entanglements in his eyes, and only the desire for wealth and power."

"Master, what happened next? What happened later?"

"Later? Later, they got married on the South China Sea. The sunset on the seaside and the seabirds witnessed them. It is said that the moon on the seaside is especially full. Maybe the moon that night was also blessing them."

"Because of this blessing, they gave birth to another daughter..."

Qingyue didn't know what to think of, her eyes lit up and she smiled from ear to ear.

But suddenly, Lu Jing's words changed suddenly, and said: "But suddenly one day, over a hut on the South China Sea, there were dragons circling, thunder roaring, and clouds and mist swirling around, blood filled the sky."

Qingyue's face changed slightly: "Jiaolong?"

"Probably Jiaolong, I can't remember clearly." Lu Jing thought about it and said, "Later, that noble young master returned to Beijing lonely, like a walking corpse, with no anger in his eyes anymore.

The prosperity in Taixuanjing, his favorite flower house in the past, and even the wives, concubines and children at home seem to be unable to bring him back to life. "

Qingyue didn't know what expression to make for a moment, and her eyes became lonely.

"What happened that night?" she asked.

"Those ladies said...that dragon came from Luolong City in the South China Sea. In Luolong City, there was an old dragon that fell from the sky. That old dragon had countless children, but it was promiscuous by nature.

That fisher girl was actually that dragon, that night, that old dragon came and took away that dragon fisher girl, and also took away the nobleman's young daughter. "

Qingyue was even more disappointed, she sighed sullenly: "If that's the case, is that old dragon really hateful?"

When she said this, she glanced at Lu Jing secretly again, and said softly, "Leaving the one I love, the fisher girl and the noble young master must be in great pain, right?"

Qingyue seemed to be asking herself, but then she exclaimed again: "Young master, the noble son you mentioned, could it be Master Chongshan? This... this is too..."

"This is too mysterious, isn't it?"

Lu Jing smiled. He heard the news of Lu Chongshan's return to his residence before, and the memory of Lu Chongshan awakened in his mind...

The original body also regarded this story as a legend, but now Lu Jing has actually seen Jiaolong.

Even if it is only in the illusion of watching the divine jade in Lushan, he also understands that there are really dragons in this world!

"Even without Jiaolong, Lu Chongshan came back from Nanhai Road ten years ago. He seemed to be hit hard. He vomited blood all day long and the medicine stone was useless. That's why he was sent to the Jokhang Temple by the old matriarch. He wanted to use Buddhism to resolve his obsession."

"But he hasn't come back for ten years, and he is depressed all day long in the Jokhang Temple. It seems that the worries in his heart have not been resolved, so..."

Lu Jing's thoughts were complicated.

Qingyue finally came to her senses: "So, the young master wrote down that poem and gave it to Master Chongshan, so that he can use the poem to relieve his worries and vent his worries?"

Lu Jing smiled and praised: "Qing Yue, sometimes you are very smart."

Qingyue wrinkled her nose: "Master, you are saying that I am usually not smart."

Lu Jing laughed: "It's just a poem. If it's useless, forget it. If it's useful... Lu Chongshan will definitely come to us again."

"Hush...Young Master, you can't directly call your elders by their names in the mansion. If someone overhears you, you will have a lot of trouble."

"Understood." Lu Jing smiled and agreed.

Qingyue thought of something again, and then said: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, they must still be in Guangu Songyuan, eating a lot of delicious food, and then writing a few Mid-Autumn poems, enjoying the joy and reunion."

"However, without you, young master, the eldest master never returned to the mansion, and the blood of the Lu family is not complete, so it is not considered a reunion."

Lu Jing shook his head: "The aristocratic family has a big family, and the favor is weak."

"Whoever is missing... is considered a reunion."

——

At night, the clear glow is still falling, and the ground is still white, as if wrapped in a light veil.

Lu Jing visualized the Great Ming King Yantian in his room.

After a round of visualization, Lu Jing's primordial spirit suddenly moved slightly.

Lu Jing's thoughts moved slightly, he got out of bed and walked out of the room.

The bright moon in the sky is inlaid in the sky, and the moonlight reflects the surrounding sky into a silver scene. It is not as colorful as the morning glow, but looks elegant.

Lu Jing looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt...he should be closer to the moon.

So... Lu Jingyuan's spirit came out of his body...

Fly away!