At noon near autumn, the sun still can't completely fade away from the summer heat.

A breeze blows, but it can easily bring a little coolness.

Sheng Zi carried the box of very precious peach blossom crisps and came to Lu Jing's courtyard with Lu Yi.

This small courtyard in the west courtyard of the Shenxiao Bo Mansion is much quieter and more shabby compared to the courtyards of other Lu Mansion disciples in the mansion.

There was only one pine tree in front of the door.

But this pine tree, unlike other trees that are dying away, still has shiny leaves, like a pagoda, standing there majestically.

Sheng Zi and Lu Yi were obviously not interested in the pine tree.

Lu Yi actually complained about Sheng Zi's plan to give the precious and delicious peach blossom cake to Lu Jing.

Because this peach blossom cake was originally given to Sheng Zi by Mrs. Ning, she couldn't say anything.

It's just that he was still muttering in his mouth: "The peach blossom cake is so precious, wouldn't it be a pity to give it to Lu Jing......"

Sheng Zi obviously didn't care much about Lu Yi's complaints, but looked towards the small courtyard.

The gate of the small courtyard was not closed.

From a very long distance, through the gap in the barrier of the paulownia tree used to hide the ugliness, Sheng Zi clearly saw the scene in the courtyard.

There are a lot of flowers and plants planted in the small courtyard that I don't know where they came from, and a maid is leaning over to take care of them.

These flowers and plants are not precious, but they are very well cared for, and the growth is also extremely vigorous, even in the near autumn, there are flowers in full bloom, bringing a bit of warmth to the old courtyard.

In the small courtyard, there are also stone tables and stone benches that can be seen everywhere in the west courtyard.

"Lu Jing is practicing calligraphy?"

Sheng Zi saw the figure of Lu Jing in front of the stone table and was curious.

Lu Yi on the side suddenly sneered and said, "Before I see my father writing, he always takes a shower and changes clothes, concentrates and calms, and the desk is spotless. ”

"But this Lu Jing is good, and he actually writes while eating."

And as Lu Yi said.

Next to a piece of straw paper, there is also a plate of ordinary greens.

Every time Lu Jing writes a few words, he has to hand the brush to his left hand, pick up the chopsticks and eat a few bites, which looks very casual.

Sheng Zi didn't care about any of that.

Even her father had taught Sheng Zi to be in awe of learning.

However, Sheng Zi came here for her own purpose, and others acted and had nothing to do with her, so naturally she would not judge anything.

"Lu Yi, I have a request for you, Third Brother Jing, today, you don't want to be big or small, and anger him."

Lu Yi was slightly stunned, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.

Sheng Zi has a request for Lu Jing?

The Sheng family is amazingly powerful in this Taixuanjing.

Sheng Zi's father is the deputy auxiliary minister of the Taishu Cabinet, which is a pivotal role in the court, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a powerful man, and it is not an exaggeration to call for wind and rain.

With the grandeur of such a lintel, do you want to land view?

"How can this Lu Jing help you? Sister Sheng, why don't you tell me the reason, and I'll think of something for you? ”

Sheng Zi shook his head and said, "There are many things that are hard to find, and what can be easily found is not something precious. ”

Lu Yi didn't seem to understand, the two ponytails were still dangling behind her head, she came back to her senses and cocked her chin: "In that case, Sister Sheng might as well leave this matter to me, my words in the mansion have always worked." ”

"Sister Sheng just needs to tell me what you want from Lu Jing, I told Lu Jing, he didn't dare not give it."

When Lu Yi spoke, there was still a bit of cunning in his eyes.

Sheng Zi frowned.

The already heroic face was tinged with displeasure.

"Lu Yi." Sheng Zi said with a straight face: "Yesterday, Mrs. Zhong took the exam for you, the third brother Jing, I watched his words and deeds, his bearing was extraordinary, and he had a lot of sharp energy.

I think that although he is not favored in the Lu Mansion, he is not a cowardly young man who can be humiliated at will.

And he's your brother, and you're so domineering in front of him, I'm afraid it's not right. ”

Lu Yi was obviously a little stunned when he heard Sheng Zi's solemn words.

Sheng Zi didn't give her a chance to speak again, and while walking towards the small courtyard, she said to Lu Yi: "When you enter the courtyard, don't make a sound." ”

Lu Yi came back to his senses, obviously with a little unconvincing in his eyes, but he didn't want to refute Sheng Zi, so he could only follow behind Sheng Zi dejectedly.

The two came to the door, and Lu Jing was still immersed in writing.

The slightly faded brush, wandering on the papyrus, was quite happy.

"Young master, someone is here."

Qingyue, who was originally bowing her head and handling those flowers and plants, saw Sheng Zi and Lu Yi.

Hurriedly patted the dust off his hands and stood up.

At this time, it was the last stroke that Lu Jing fell.

He let out a long breath, put down the brush in his hand, and then looked up at the door.

The door opened, and of course Lu Jing sensed that someone was coming at the door.

It's just that the last line of his poem has been put into writing, and the cursive script of "Grass Sage Zhang Xu" that he cultivated in his previous life pays attention to one by one, so he has never stopped writing.

"Qingyue, make tea."

Lu Jing called, Qingyue saluted from afar, walked into the back room, and went to make tea.

"Sister Lu Yi, bring the guests in."

Lu Jing nodded towards Lu Yi and spoke very naturally.

Sheng Zi was dumbfounded.

Lu Jing's tone was calm, but he faintly carried a bit of the majesty of an elder.

Lu Yi was the same, she opened her mouth, and for a moment she didn't know what to say back.

In this Lu Mansion, Lu Yi and her third cousin have never communicated.

Even when he was a child, he followed his other brothers and sisters to draw a line with Lu Jing, at most he just laughed a few words when Lu Jing was bullied.

What Lu Yi didn't expect was that Lu Jing's "sister" was so natural, and there was a sense of reason in his tone.

It's like...... On weekdays, Lu Jing's role in the mansion is indeed that of a brother who is convinced.

"This land scene is so strange...... Who is her sister? ”

Lu Yi pursed his lips and was about to say something.

Sheng Zi suddenly took a step forward and said to Lu Yi: "Lu Yi, you are the host, why don't you introduce yourself?" ”

Lu Yi was immediately deflated, and said reluctantly: "Lu Jing, this is Sister Sheng Zi of the innermost Sheng Mansion on Ten Miles Changning Street." ”

"Shengzi?" Lu Jing's face remained unchanged, and he invited the two girls into the house

But in my heart I was speculating.

"It turns out that the girl in red with Lu Yi is not Nan Heyu? On that day, did Miss Nanfu come to Fuzhong yesterday? ”

"What is the matter with this Shengzi girl coming to me?"

At this moment, the sheng posture has never been matched with light veil.

She was tall, with cream-like skin, bright teeth, and a long whip glowing with blue wrapped around her waist, which looked extremely pleasing to the eye.

Different from other girls in their prime, there is a sharp spirit in the temperament of Shengzi, and between the eyebrows, there is not the slightest weakness, but a trace of heroism.

"Huh...... This character was written by Jing Gongzi? ”

While Lu Jing was thinking, Sheng Zi and Lu Yi had already walked to the stone table, and they originally wanted to cross the stone table and enter the room.

It's just that when he passed by the stone table, Sheng Zi caught a glimpse of the straw paper spread out on the table by Lu Jing out of the corner of his eye.

I saw a few lines of words written on the papyrus.

Although the pen and ink occasionally flutter, but if you look closely, the handwriting is like a tiger lying down, like a dragon dancing.

Sheng Zi didn't know calligraphy, and felt that the pen and ink on this papyrus seemed to be born with an amazing beauty.

However, in Sheng Zi's eyes, this calligraphy is secondary, and what really caught her attention was actually those lines of text.

[Those who are good are my thieves, and those who are evil are my teachers.

Lu Feng chivalrous must present a sword, not a talented person to offer poetry.

When three people go together, there will be my teacher.

Choose those who are good and follow them, and change those who are not good. 】

Just four lines of pen and ink made Sheng Zi's eyes widen and carefully ponder the deep meaning.

In the blink of an eye, a few breaths passed.

Sheng Zi was still muttering the sentence in his mouth, "Lu Feng chivalrous must present a sword, not a talented person, don't offer poetry." ”

"If you meet a knight on the road, you should offer your sword, and do not recite the Psalms to those who have no talent."

These four sentences of the article seem to be full of life philosophy, and mixed with extremely romantic and free chivalrous feelings.

Ling is already good at martial arts, and he likes the natural free and easy posture.

"Seeing these four sentences of articles today, it is worth the trip."

Sheng Zi's eyes were clear, and she couldn't help but feel a little remorseful in her heart: "I don't know which classic such a wise quote comes from, but I only saw it today because of my regret." ”

Lu Jing wrote these four lines of article, which also means that his state of mind is roughly the same.

There is a sense of freedom and ease, and there is a sense of respect for a virtuous knight. ”

"And this pen and ink is also extraordinary......"

Sheng Zi's thoughts were surging, and she saw the plate of small vegetables that were placed on the table.

The pen and paper used to practice calligraphy are also very cheap.

"I don't know how long this brush has been used, the pen has faded and whitened, slightly curved, this practice is not the river silk paper of Beiluodao, not even the willow rice paper, but the straw paper used by ordinary people to read."

"And that plate of greens......"

Sheng Zi sighed in her heart, this paper and pen, this green vegetable is not special when you put it in ordinary people's homes.

But this is the Nine Lakes Lu Mansion, and the biological father of the young man in front of him is the Shenxiao General Lu Shenyuan, who was famous when he was young and was known as the first storm in the Nine Lakes.

With these identities foiled, Sheng Zi finally knew how difficult Lu Jing's situation was.

"Miss Sheng...... Miss Sheng Zi? ”

"Sister Sheng!"

Lu Jing and Lu Yi's soft shouts brought Sheng Zi back to his senses.

Lu Jing and him remained silent.

Lu Yi was a little puzzled.

Sister Sheng...... What's going on?

"It's me who lost my mind."

Sheng Zi is very natural, without the slightest embarrassment.

She turned her head to stare into Lu Jing's eyes, and suddenly smiled: "I saw these four lines of articles today, and I only think I like them quite a lot."

I hope to ask Jing Gongzi for this pen and ink, and it is best to ask Gongzi to indicate the source, and he will be rewarded in the future. ”

The pomp was generous, and he opened his mouth to ask for this piece of straw paper.

Lu Jing made a difficulty.

"Indicate the source? Is there a "Zengguang Xianwen" in this world? ”

Seeing Lu Jing's hesitation, Lu Yi was suddenly a little speechless: "Lu Jing, it's just a piece of paper, are you still reluctant?" If you can't bear it, I have the best river silk paper there..."

Lu Yi's originally arrogant words suddenly became more and more unconfident, and his voice gradually became quieter.

Because I don't know when, Lu Jing has tilted his head slightly, his expression has not changed in the slightest, and he just stares at Lu Yi's eyes.

At this moment, Lu Yi didn't know why, the arrogance, arrogance, and aggressiveness from the immature girl couldn't be maintained.

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, until she said this, and lowered her head.

Lu Jing smiled and said to Sheng Zi on the side: "It's not that I can't bear a piece of straw paper...... It's just that this provenance ......"

When he said this, he shook his head slightly, picked up the brush next to him, and carefully dipped it in ink.

On the far left is written......

"From "Zengguang Xianwen"."