"Third brother."

The person in front of him was emaciated and unadultly, and Lu Tang's tears fell one by one.

Lu Jiu looked at his sister's crying nose red, and his heart couldn't help but be sour, and he sighed in his mouth: "That's it." ”

He looked down at his limp right hand, and a smile appeared on his face: "I've been stuffy in the house for so long, it's time to go out for a walk." The second brother won the first rank, and the fourth brother also won the top 56, so I should also go to celebrate. ”

Lu Tang's tears fell even more fiercely, and he threw himself into Lu Jiu's arms.

If not, if not this time.

How could the third brother miss the palace exam.

The talented Lu Jiu, the romantic Lu Jiu, and the Lu Jiu who made many daughters in the capital secretly fall in love with each other, can no longer show their style in the court.

…………

The moment Lu Jiu stepped out of the door, he only felt the dazzling blue sky outside, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

Lu Tang behind him still had red and swollen eyes, but he grinned, and took Pujia and Cai Wei to Mrs. Lu's courtyard to report the good news.

Four or five more were sent here early to wait for the little maid to run away happily, and the third young master who was running around told each other that the third young master was finally willing to go out.

After that day, Aunt Zhang, who was haggard as if she was ten years old, heard the news that Lu Jiu went out, and she didn't care about wearing shoes, so she stumbled all the way into the Buddhist hall, kneeling down with tears to thank the Bodhisattva for his blessing.

The masters in the other courtyards also got the letter, and they were all surprised, but they didn't dare to alarm Lu Jiu, so they only sent the maids and maids in their respective courtyards to follow from a distance.

Lu Jiu strode all the way to the study. When he arrived in the courtyard, he didn't wait for the scrivener to enter the house to report to Lu Yushi, so he knelt on the ground with a puff, leaned over and buckled his head heavily in tears.

"The child is not filial, and the father is tired."

The study was quiet, as if no one was there. After a while, the door creaked open, revealing Lu Yushi's face.

"Just come out, get up."

Lu Yushi's face was calm, but the slightly trembling beard betrayed his mood.

Lu Jiu leaned over and bowed deeply, and a maid wanted to go over and help him up, but was stopped by Lu Yushi with his eyes. Lu Jiu lowered his head and didn't see it, only his left hand supported the ground and staggered up.

"Come with me into the house."

Lu Yushi's eyes hurt from his son's actions, coughed in disguise, and turned around.

Lu Jiu was unaware of the sorry and pitiful eyes of the maids in the yard, patted the dust on his knees, and followed his father into the study.

"You write a line and read it to me."

Lu Yushi grimaced, pointing to the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table and said to Lu Yu.

Lu Jiu's face was a little pale, and he took a deep breath and stepped forward. Holding the pen with his left hand, he dipped it in ink.

"Write in block letters in the "Cautionary Writings: Diligence" in "The sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Lu Yushi's voice came from behind him.

Lu Jiu's pen did not fall for a long time, hanging in the air, and a drop of ink fell on the snow-white rice paper with a "click".

"If you can't write today, don't go to dinner."

Lu Yushi's faint voice came from behind him, followed by a door knock, and there was a sudden silence in the study.

Lu Yujing stood in front of the desk, staring at the drop of ink on the snow-white rice paper in front of him, and closed his eyes.

in the hall.

The Lu Mansion held a dinner today, Lu Yushi, Mrs. Lu, several young masters of the Lu family and Lu Tang were all sitting on the table, and the two aunts Zhang and Liu were also dressed up and waiting at the table. A variety of dishes have also been placed on the table.

"The husband is a little too harsh. Jiu'er felt uncomfortable, and finally wanted to open it, but you poured salt into the wound and let him write. ”

Mrs. Lu looked at the dark sky outside and complained.

As she spoke, she looked back at Aunt Zhang behind her, only to see that she was only in her thirties, and her head turned white overnight. Now his cheeks are sunken, his eyes are haggard, and he looks very old, and his eyes can't help but be even redder.

"You go to the study and invite the third young master over for dinner."

Mrs. Lu no longer cared about Lu Yushi's instructions, and turned her head to her eldest maid, Mingzhu.

Seeing this, Lu Qi, Lu Zhen, and Lu Tang, the brothers and sisters all agreed. Lu Yu looked at Lu Yushi with his eyes, for fear that he would not agree.

Only Lu Heng sighed lightly.

After a while, Mingzhu hurried into the hall, and everyone looked at her, but found that she was the only one.

"The third young master hasn't finished writing yet, please ask the old lady and the young master and young lady to dine first, don't wait for him."

Mingzhu bowed, bowed his head and replied softly.

"How can this kid be so stubborn."

Mrs. Lu sighed and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"Eat, he'll come over when he's done."

Lu Yushi, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke.

On the huge dining table, only the crisp sound of chopsticks and dishes could be heard, and everyone was a little unsaved.

However, after eating, everyone didn't see Lu Jiu's figure coming. They can only disperse one after another.

The brothers and sisters of the Lu family were a little stuffy in their chests, and they didn't want to go back to their yards. So they walked together in the direction of the garden.

"The third brother's right hand is broken, why does his father still let him write?"

Lu Tang only felt sad in his heart, and couldn't help shedding tears again, choking up and asking Lu Zhen who was walking next to him.

"Father is afraid that the third brother will be angry and will not come out, so punish him."

Lu Zhen also looked worried, scratching his head.

Lu Heng, who had been speechless since the dinner table, suddenly stopped at this time and said lightly: "Father is motivating the third brother." ”

"Inspire the third brother?"

"Because the edge of the sword is sharpened."

Lu Heng's lips curled slightly, and his eyes looked at the night in the distance.

Lu Tang also looked at it, only to see that the night was as dark as ink, but there was a sky full of starlight.