When Lu Qian came home, she felt all kinds of complicated feelings. She was not afraid of Lu Gaofeng scolding her. In this family, she has been able to determine her own destiny since four years ago. Thinking of this, she would always pick up the seemingly tattered long sword hanging on the wall, because of this, Lu Gaofeng never took care of her again.
She still doesn’t know why Lu Yu insisted on letting her go to play next to the dilapidated courtyard, nor did she know what the poem represented, but it was a feeling, thankful and fortunate. On the one hand, it was to Lu Yu. On the one hand, it is the sword, or the master of the sword.
Only vaguely, she knew that the owner of the sword was an extraordinary character, at least... a person who can be valued by Lu Yu in this world must be no ordinary character.
the reason? That is, last year, the Seven Masters in Linjiang City, and the only "Seven Masters" in the entire Great Jade Kingdom, personally sent someone to the Lu Mansion to invite Lu Qian to visit the mansion. At that time, Lu Qian was a little apprehensive, so she went to ask. Lu Yu, and Lu Yu's answer to her was "Don't go", as for the reason, he didn't bother to explain.
Therefore, Lu Qian understood one thing, even the'Seven Master' was not in Lu Yu's eyes.
It's just... She was wrong.
More than Lu Yu cares about the status of Qi Ye? And it made Lu Yu a little scared, and he didn't dare to have too much contact with him. At first, I disobeyed the Seven Masters, and at the most it was to let the Seven Masters stop paying attention to the Lu family and put on small shoes for the Lu family, but they would never touch the roots of the Lu family, but if you interact with him, you might get short-term benefits. , A leap-forward development, but in fact it can only be exchanged for destruction.
Seven masters, after all, is not a prince, nor is he a'uncle'. The power he possesses will definitely be cut off, even if... one day he can really create a miracle and stand on top of that peak, and the ending of the Lu family can only be in this one. A quick cannon fodder on the bloody road was gone, and the ashes disappeared without leaving a trace.
On the surface, Lu Yu gave people a kind of "arrogant" feeling, but in fact it was just because he wanted to be more long-term. It's easy said than done, but it's really hard to do.
"Master, is there really something delicious?"
Xiao Ruan cleaned up the house and helped Lu Yu grind the'medicine' dug out of the pit.
Lu Yu was lying on the bed and said listlessly, "Of course there will be delicious food. There will be a lot of people coming from the Lu family, many and many distinguished people. Naturally, they will entertain them with first-class food. Hey, this time. You don’t need to steal it, just take them out of the kitchen, they are all delicacies of the mountains and the sea."
Seeing Lu Yu's greedy expression, Xiao Ruan couldn't help but smile: "The young master obviously eats very little, but he needs to be so particular about his life. If you let outsiders think about it, you always think that the young master is a glutton."
"Hey, remember what I taught you about life?"
Xiao Ruan nodded and said: "What the young master said, life is the adjustment on the way of cultivation, and the scenery on the road to death. We need to perceive, understand, enjoy, and use it as a hone to live toward... death? Yes, This is what the young master said."
Then Xiao Ruan asked suddenly: "But Master, you lie down with nothing to do every day, it doesn't seem like you said it yourself..."
Lu Yu's eyelids twitched, and he said solemnly: "I'm practicing... huh..."
There was a grunt from the bed.
Xiao Ruan stared at him blankly for a long time, and then continued to polish the medicine, but the movements were lighter and more even, she whispered: "Young Master is indeed Young Master." The voice was full of happiness.
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As Lu Yu said, the Lu family really had a lot of guests, some of them were there before, and some of them came one after another in the next three days.
The first sentence when visitors see Lu Gaofeng is often the three words "I'm here", and Lu Gaofeng only replied with the word "thank you".
The most important thing for a person to survive in the world is not wealth or family business, but people and friends.
It is the family members who can pull the hind legs at ordinary times, but can really hug them into a rope at the critical moment. I usually die of old age, but I rushed to you at the critical moment and was silent. It is a friend who resists thousands of sharp arrows for you.
Why would a friend do this? Because they also regard you as a friend, knowing that when they encounter distress, you will come suddenly, rush to the front, and shelter them from the wind and rain. This seems to be an equivalent exchange, but in fact... the "trust" between the two parties is the meaning of a friend.
Seventeen years ago, Lu Gaofeng was not the head of the Lu family. One day he received a letter from a traveler with only seventeen characters on it. He put on light clothes and rode a fast horse with only one knife and one shot. Days and nights rushed to thousands of miles away without stopping, a bloody battle, leaving behind a prestigious name, but also with old wounds, and the lives of the young and old in Zhang Shitai's family. Those who rode on horses and returned from lying in the carts had to cultivate for two years before they could recover. The old wounds left by them would always remind him of the rainy nights they had experienced every time it rained on a cloudy day.
The rain is red rain, because it is mixed with blood, human blood.
Today, Zhang Shitai is long gone, the official is not there, and his family is scattered, but two people still come to the Zhang family.
Zhang Shitai has three sons, the youngest one did not come, just because there is an old mother in the family who needs to take care of him.
Of course, there are also uninvited guests.
Elder Tang, this 90-year-old man seems to be addicted to the practice of'uninvited guests'. He came uninvited for the second time in four years. This is probably the first time in his entire life. Only this time there was a scholar who came with him.
The scholar is a scholar, thin and tall, with a sense of poverty, all the clothes and decorations all over his body are pulled off, I am afraid that he will not be able to buy the three eldest sons, maybe the only one before is the book he held in his hand. No one knows what the book is, because it doesn't have a name, it has some scorched corners, shit-yellow cover, yellowed paper, and twists and turns of unrealistic fonts.
'Perhaps it is an ancient book. 'Everyone who has seen this book guesses like this, or even'determines' it, because this book appeared in the hands of the scholar and has been read by him for twelve years. In the past twelve years, he seemed to have never turned the page, watched the same chapter forever, and read it with gusto. Even when he talked to people, he kept his eyes on the book.
So some people think that the book may be a "sacred book". why? Because this book is in the hands of the scholar.
There are tens of thousands of scholars in the world, but this is the only one who is named "Scholar".
He is a scholar, so he is called a scholar, a scholar of the academy!