Nan Lao Guogong sat in the small pavilion of the mountain stream, looking at the white-clothed young man in front of him.

The host of Shi Fu is pouring tea for the two.

The golden flame mark in Lu Jingmei's heart loomed, and it also exuded surging power, as if it were a three-grade banner printed into Lu Jing's body.

Lu Jing sat and drank tea, occasionally turning his head to look at the scenery in the distance.

Jokhang Mountain in winter has a unique beauty, green trees and snow in which the contrast is interesting, obviously a piece of white but dotted with green, here ...... It is a good place to drink tea and participate in Zen.

Lu Jing came to Jokhang Temple, in addition to coming to visit Uncle Chongshan when the New Year was approaching, the second reason was to want to meet the relieved host of Jokhang Temple.

The relieved presiding officer was kind and kind, and his white beard moved slightly with the breeze.

Lu Jing came to see him, and the relieved host happened to catch up with Nan Laoguogong, so there was also a scene in the small pavilion. Nan Lao Guogong's posture is not tall, and his face looks a little old, but he wears gold and silver on his body, and he has a luxurious atmosphere.

He looked at Lu Jing in front of him thoughtfully.

And Lu Jing was looking at the relieved host.

"Mr. Lu Jing wants to move the bones of his deceased mother to Jokhang Mountain?"

There seems to be a unique power in the voice of the host of the release of anger, and the voice is in the ears, which can make people feel a little more stable in their hearts Lu Jing saluted to the host of the release of anger, and the number of etiquette was quite thorough, and said: "Taixuan Jingzhong is too noisy, and there are often monsters on the Jiaoshen Mountain, and when my mother was alive, she used to talk to herself in the moonlight, trying to find a quiet place to bury." "Because of this, Lu Jingcai specially came to visit the host of Shi Fu, hoping to find a quiet place for his mother in the continuous Jokhang Mountain."

Lu Jing did not hide it, and then said calmly: "My mother did not eat fasting Buddha when she was alive, if there is such a rule in the Jokhang Temple, Lu Jing will not force it."

The relieved host shook his head, and handed the tea he had personally brewed to Nan Laoguo Gong and Lu Jing.

"The Jokhang Mountain is vast and not owned by the Jokhang Temple, the green mountains and flowing water and even the forests in it are just the embellishments of this quiet mortal world.

If Mr. Lu Jing wants to bury his deceased mother here, as long as she is not buried in the mountain gate of Jokhang Temple, you don't have to come and ask me, feel free."

Lu Jing saluted to the relieved presiding officer and said, "Although Jokhang Mountain is not owned by the Jokhang Temple, the Jokhang Temple has been taking care of this quiet place for many years.

The caretaker is not the master, but he is familiar with this mountain after all, and it is also Lu Jing's courtesy to come and ask about it."

A smile appeared on the corner of the host's mouth, and he looked at the pattern on Lu Jing's eyebrows, and some admiration flashed in his eyes. "A little bit of heroic qi, condensing the wishes of thousands of souls, and fusing the residual power in that side of the three-rank flag, turned into this blessing pattern, which makes me breathtaking."

"In a way, it's like a life."

"Can the master see through this blessing pattern?" Lu Jing pondered for a moment and said, "This blessing pattern represents the lives of thousands of people, and they wish Lu Jing with their own thoughts, which is Lu Jing's blessing."

Shi Nu presided over: "I have been reading Buddhist scriptures for a long time, and I happen to have seen some records, this blessing pattern is quite strange, and there are not many people who know it, even if it is in this Taixuanjing."

Lu Jing shook his head.

When he came to Jokhang Temple today, he was able to meet the Buddha of Lian'e, and Lian'e happened to sense the black mist of suppression in Lu Jingyuan's gods.

The black mist comes out of the big flag...... Lu Jing used the sword intent of Fuguang, Haoran Qi, and the spirit of spring thunder to bring those innocent souls back to Qingming, so that they did not have to dissipate in the sky with their evils.

This is a kind of chance for those souls.

For Lu Jing, it is a great opportunity.

The bright green opportunity obtained in Lu Jing's self-discipline method thunder test should also be here.

The old man on the side was always silent, until this moment, his gaze also fell on Lu Jing's eyebrows, and he looked down at the two treasures on his waist.

I watched it for a few breaths.

Nan Lao Guogong finally spoke: "Lu Jing, you have won the first place in the three trials in front of the palace, and you have a talent, why don't you want to be an official and a half in the court

Duty?

Now, although you are in charge of the law and have extraordinary authority, if you think about it, you are alone after all.

Dali Temple, the Criminal Department, and the provincial governments are not ordered by you because of this law...... You are still young, and the speed at which you have cultivated is amazing, but after all, you will not be able to rule the world on your own."

Nan Lao Guogong's eyelids drooped, and he seemed to be a little puzzled.

Lu Jing turned his head, smiled at the old Guogong of the south, and said, "Guogong, there are countless powers in this world, but if you enter the court and enter the bottomless whirlpool, you will not be so free.

Under the thunder of the law, I can still walk the world with a sword, and when I enter the whirlpool, I may only be coerced by many rules, and I will not be free."

Lu Jing's expression was the same as always, and the same was true when he looked at Nan Lao Guogong.

The old prince of Nanguo drank the tea presided over by Shi Fu, and Tu Yuan said: "This is the first conversation between you and me, I thought that you would have some resentment towards the people of the Nanguo Mansion in your heart.

I never thought you would be so calm in front of me."

Lu Jing said: "Even ordinary people naturally have greed, hatred and hatred in their hearts, how can Lu Jing avoid vulgarity?

It's just that now looking at the road ahead, the vast majority of people in the Nanguo Mansion are just strangers to Lu Jing, if they are always obsessed with this matter in their hearts, how can they always improve?"

When Lu Jing spoke, his gaze did not dodge, and he looked straight into the eyes of the old man of Nan.

Nan Lao Guogong seems to have understood......

Only when the weak look up, will they be obsessed with many things.

And when the strong are strong enough to look at the clouds, they will become much more generous.

Although Lu Jing is young...... But the courage in his heart was already able to look at the Nanguo Mansion levelly.

At the same time, Nan Lao Guogong also knew the reason for Lu Jingyuda.

Because the Nanguo Mansion has repeatedly postponed the marriage contract before, it has long become a laughing stock in Xuandu.

Now that Lu Jing is brilliant, the Nanguo Mansion will be embarrassed.

Even in the wine shops on the street, there are many people who talk about the past after dinner.

Coupled with the friendship between Nanguo Mansion Nan Fengmian and Lu Jing, Lu Jing's current thoughts will be born.

"Maybe that's a good thing."

Nan Lao Guogong thought of Nan Fengmian in his heart: "Once the angry strong man rises, he will always settle the details of the past.

Now...... Lu Jing seems to despise the Nanguo Mansion, and feels that the Nanguo Mansion is a stranger to him, but that's fine." Nan Lao Guogong thought about this, and a cold wind blew...... He suddenly couldn't hold back and coughed a few times.

Elderly...... If you are worried about your heart, you will become timid in many things.

In the past, the old prince of the south was a great Fu Juyue, who once sent an envoy to the demon country on the sea and carried a mountain on the sea, if he was young and vigorous, even if Lu Jing was such a heavenly pride, he would never think about it.

And now he is dying, but he always thinks about the family business of the Nanguo Mansion in his heart, and sometimes he becomes like an ordinary old man in his twilight years.

But...... The big Fu Juyue in front of him was still full of energy and blood, and he sat in the small pavilion at will, even if he was not tall, but he was like an immovable mountain.

A casual glance at Lu Jing made Lu Jingyuanshen tremble.

Lu Jing didn't stay in this small pavilion for long, he got the promise of the relieved host, said goodbye and left.

His white clothes fluttered in the cold wind.

Relieved of anger, Nan Lao Guogong looked at Lu Jing's back from afar.

After a few breaths, Shi Nu presided over a Buddha name: "When you get Bodhi, your body is like glass, clear inside and out, pure and unblemished, and upright.

Mr. Lu Jing was able to ignite the divine fire of the Ming King, raise the spirit of Haoran, and add the Fuguang Spring Thunder, if he could...... If you don't die, there will be a big atmosphere after all.

Perhaps, as many people have said, Dafu will be more proud.

There will also be a tenth person in the world."

Nan Lao Guogong was silent.

The relieved host sighed: "The strong men who stand in heaven and earth now are all walking out of sins. Mr. Lu Jing day

But in my eyes, he is in crisis.

The Seven Princes have the image of heavy pupils, Li Guanlong is silent, but there is always thunder in silence, a body of qi and blood can suppress the true dragon, the heart of martial arts is very firm, and ordinary thoughts are like steel.

Lu Jing already has a grudge with the Li family in Xuandu, and Shaozhuguo will not make a move, and once he makes a move, it will be like a natural disaster, I don't know this Mr. Lu Jing...... Can we get over it?"

The relieved presiding officer was already merciful and could not bear to see the killing.

Especially such a brilliant young man, but because of the whirlpool in Taixuanjing, he had to suffer the catastrophe of killing, which made him feel more emotional.

Nan Lao Guogong's eyelids moved, and he suddenly remembered that his extremely righteous sixth son was very close to Lu Jing. If Lu Jing encounters a crisis, he will have the temperament of the south wind......

Nan Lao Guogong thought of the Seven Princes and thought of Li Guanlong, only this time...... But the old prince didn't think much about Shi Gong anymore

"Since Fengmian has this thought, let him do it

Blindly speculating and calculating will be inferior."

"If you take one wrong step, you have to look back so that you don't take the second wrong step."

Lu Chongshan rarely left the hut under the Tibetan Buddha carving.

He sent Lu Jing all the way to the mountain gate of the Jokhang Temple, where Sheng Zi was waiting for him.

"I didn't expect that in the bloodline of my Nine Lakes Lu family, there would be a sword white cloth."

Lu Chongshan, dressed in green clothes, walked beside Lu Jing: "I occasionally sweep the Jokhang Temple on weekdays, and I have heard many pilgrims talk about you.

A lot has happened in the past few months, and you've been through a lot.

I myself am idle in this Jokhang Temple, I only read the Buddhist scriptures once a day, and I visit the Buddha, so you don't have to come to see me."

Lu Jing didn't hide it, and said, "Uncle, I'm going to Changning Street today."

Lu Chongshan seemed puzzled.

Lu Jing said bluntly, "The Holy Monarch has already granted my request...... I have been in charge of the law and thunder, and I have never received an official position in the court, and I have won three tests......

My mother is a great talent, and the court is willing to give her a fate.

And now she is still buried in the tomb in the Taixuanjing of the Lu Mansion, after all, something is wrong."

That mother, who is always loving and proud, is indeed worthy of lying in the green mountains and green waters.

If it weren't for the fact that she was seriously ill and she was not worried about the young Lu Jing, this mother would never have come to Taixuanjing, sent people under the fence, and suffered a lot of humiliation.

"Today..." Lu Chongshan lowered his head and thought for a while and then raised his head and said, "This matter is that the Lu Mansion owes you mother and son, and the birth of a child is not raised, and it is unfair to raise it, under the Lu Mansion's great family, and even treat you harshly, it is not the Lu family." At this point, Lu Chongshan suddenly stopped: "Uncle may have died soon, but I still apologize for you for the Jiuhu Lu family."

"Uncle doesn't have to be like this."

Lu Jingdao: "Since I came to Taixuanjing when I was eight years old and entered the Jiuhu Lu family, my uncle is no longer there, and I am in this Jokhang Temple all day long, so why should I apologize to me on behalf of the Jiuhu Lu family?"

He looked indifferent and said, "In my eyes, there are not many people in the Jiuhu Lu family who can attract my attention.

But...... After all, my mother gave birth to me and raised me as a human after all, and I still remember the harsh treatment of my mother by Lao Taijun and Mrs. Zhong, like a frog boiled in warm water......

Although my mother is a woman who paints a boat, she is a flower and a scholar, and she has never suffered on weekdays, and she is served by maids in and out, and she is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she also has some temperament, and she has taught me not to eat the food that comes from the mouth."

"But then, she became seriously ill and had to find a way to survive for me.

She didn't want to send someone to the fence, but in the end she had to go to the Lu Mansion.

She didn't want to be looked down upon, but because of the old lady and Mrs. Zhong, the maid in the house, Tsing Yi, never looked at her.

She hides from many people in the house, but because I like horses, she can beg Mrs. Zhong for me......

She is a mother, she gave birth to Lu Shenyuan, and she didn't expect anything, she just wanted to get a bite to eat for her child before she died.

This is the same as the mother of the world, simple and noble.

That's why...... He didn't deserve to be

Treat it like that."

In Lu Jing's mind, scenes about his mother kept emerging.

Although Lu Jing knew in his heart that he was a soul who had arrived from another world, that stubborn woman had nothing to do with him in essence.

But...... When those scenes kept emerging, Lu Jing couldn't help but think of another world, thinking of his relatives there. "Mothers, no matter where they are, are very similar most of the time."

Lu Jing took a deep breath and silently said to himself in his heart: "I should make an agreement with you, today...... It's time for me to keep my promise."

Changning Street Shenxiao Bo Mansion!

Today's good season, the luxury of the Lu Mansion in the pure court, the portrait of the heavenly official, the couplet, the nail peach charm.

Early in the morning, the people in the house began to get busy.

They hung lanterns, dismantled bedding, and washed all kinds of utensils.

The intention is naturally to expel all bad luck, all bad luck, and even many calamities and evil spirits, and pray for good luck in the New Year.

Mrs. Zhong and Mrs. Zhu walked through the courtyards with their maids, directing their subordinates to completely clean the house.

Ning Qiang supported Mrs. Ning, and mallow stood behind the two, looking at the new atmosphere in the ancient pine courtyard from afar. As early as ten days ago, Lu Jing had already consulted Mr. Eleven and asked for a prescription for Ning Qiang.

The prescription was all ordinary medicines, which didn't seem to be very strange, but because of this prescription, Ning Qiang's complexion really changed a lot, and her originally pale complexion also brought a little redness.

It's just that today's Ning Qiang is a little distracted, and frequently looks at the courtyard of the Ancient Song Courtyard, with some worry and contradiction in her eyes.

Old Taijun Ning looked at the ancient pine given by the crown princess in the ancient pine courtyard, and her face was full of smiles: "Maybe it's because of this ancient pine, my Lu Mansion is really getting better and better.

This year, the eldest lord has returned to his home, and it is rumored in the court that the Holy Monarch will reuse him, and the business in Jiangnan has also shown signs of recovery, which is really much better than in previous years."

As she was talking, she commanded her subordinates to sweep the courtyard, Mrs. Zhong and Mrs. Zhu, with their respective maids, and the rest of the ladies of the second mansion, to come to this Guan Gusong Courtyard.

With a smile in her eyes, Mrs. Zhong said to Mrs. Ning: "As the saying goes, the family is blessed with the old town's house, and the old lady is the Taishan of the Lu Mansion, with you, the lucky star will naturally shine on the lintel of the Lu Mansion."

Mrs. Zhong said here.

Mrs. Zhu of Erfu lowered her head, and her interest was not high.

Dafu Shen Xiaobo has returned, and Lu Qiong is also at home.

But in the courtyard of Mrs. Zhu in the second mansion, Lu Feng had already gone to the border pass, and there was no news, and he went to the Jokhang Temple a few days ago to invite the master of Chongshan, and the master of Chongshan was not willing to return to the house.

For Mrs. Zhu, this New Year is even more deserted than in previous years.

"My Lu Mansion is really getting better and better."

Old Taijun Ning was on a deer-headed crutch, and the luxury of the Lu Mansion could be seen everywhere she looked, she sighed like this, and then thought of something, and snorted coldly, "A few days ago, Mrs. Taixuan Jingzhong ordered Mrs. to enter the palace together to meet the queen's mother. After the banquet, a few people in the courtyard with me actually laughed at my Lu family with that Lu Jing, and I overheard it."

Mrs. Ning has been haunted by this matter for the past few days.

Mrs. Zhong and Mrs. Zhu lowered their heads and just listened carefully.

After Mrs. Ning returned from the palace, she was extremely angry and talked about this matter for several days.

The ladies in the palace, when they talked about it one after another, bluntly said that the Lu Mansion was unfortunate, the person in charge was not there, the old lady was old and faint, and Mrs. Zhong did not cultivate the virtue of the family.

Because of this, the unicorns descended from the sky, and they were not virtuous to accept them, and they had to be driven out of the house.

And now...... Lu Jing has become known as Taixuanjing, not only Mr. Shulou, but also said to be a primordial monk in the realm of divine fire...... I don't know how many mansions there are in Taixuan Jingzhong, and they covet Lu Jing to the extreme, and those ladies all say that if there is such a brilliant son in their house, they will go to the Jokhang Temple and Dongwang Guanzhong to repay their wishes.

After all, in this big ambush, one person climbs

God, the whole family will take off because of this.

"The Lu Mansion has wings, but it was broken by the stupid people in the mansion, which is particularly ridiculous."

"The old man is mediocre, and the woman in charge of the house is short-sighted, so it is not surprising that such a thing has happened."

"The most ridiculous thing is that piece of paper, the Qilinzi suffered a disaster on the front foot, and the Lu Mansion was busy clearing up the relationship, and he was unkind, but now it's good..."

Those words of that day are still echoing in Mrs. Ning's mind.

When Ling Ning Lao Taijun thought of it, he was angry in his heart.

Mrs. Zhong on the side was as graceful and dignified as before, but her eyes were also annoyed.

Old Taijun Ning knocked on his crutches: "It's still early, Taixuan Jingzhong said that Lu Jing is a unicorn, and his departure from the Lu Mansion is the loss of my Lu Mansion.

But I feel ...... We drove him away, and it was the blessing of Honka and our blessing.

He offended Shaozhuguo and killed the third son of the Li family, and the third son of the Li family is the advisor of the Seven Princes, so can he still be good in the future?"

Old Taijun Ning snorted coldly: "Let's live our good life, take a good look at the so-called young leader, can he put on wings and fly into the sky."

In front of the public, Mrs. Zhong didn't show any anger in her heart, but just smiled softly at Old Taijun Ning, "Old Taijun don't be angry.

This land view ...... Now it has nothing to do with the Lu family, but it won't be so ugly.

I have sent someone to repair his mother's tomb, which can be regarded as a favor from my Lu family......

Madame Chung was talking.

In the distance, a young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly came to report the door.

Mrs. Ning, Mrs. Zhong, Mrs. Zhu, and Ning Qiang...... His expression changed suddenly.

Old Taijun Ning snorted coldly: "Now that Princess Chong'an is gone, what is this Lu Jing doing in my Lu Mansion again?"