The middle door of a mansion of a relatively large scale is not always open, especially the deep-rooted wealthy family like the Lu family. It is not just a random visitor who will open the middle door, not to mention the governor of Huting County, but the governor of Yangzhou This kind of feudal official may not have this qualification and honor. It can be said that Zhongmen is the face of a family. Lu Mansion hides dragons and crouching tigers. Counting the staff of the Qing Dynasty, there are hundreds of supporters. Although the housekeeper Lu Dongyang was sent to send those people on the street, many people are secretly watching every move here. One move, but when Beiliang Qingqi unloaded the door, Lu's mansion did not send out dead soldiers, but a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a pure sun scarf on his head and cloth shoes on his feet, dressed in plain and poor clothes, followed by a handsome man The little book boy held an ancient sword in both hands. The black sandalwood scabbard was wrapped in South Sea shark skin. It was different from the sword aura of ordinary famous swords. This sword didn't feel the slightest chill when it was in the scabbard.
The middle-aged man dressed as a poor scholar glanced at the butler who died in the compound, and sighed softly, the middle gate had been removed in an uproar, and the school captain Yuan Meng looked at the Confucian scholar in the compound two by two.
The middle-aged man in the Lu Mansion saluted slightly and said calmly: "Today, the Lu Manor has lost the way of hospitality. As a steward, Lu Dongyang should be punished, but it is not a death sentence. Repaying the salute needs to be repaid."
Yuan Meng knew the goods, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he clenched the Beiliang Saber tightly in his hand. The killing arrogance cultivated by fighting in a battle formation is different from the aura of people in the Jianghu.
The Confucian scholar who was holding a sword instead of a book by his side bowed to the sleepy sheepskin old man on the carriage in the distance. Lu Baijie, who was gifted with the ancient sword Baxiu at the age of eleven, has practiced swords for thirty-six years and taught him to Senior Li."
After hearing the word Baxiu, the old sword god slowly opened his eyes, glanced at it, nodded and said: "It is indeed Yang Yuzhang's sword back then. This old boy is trapped by his own qualifications, and his kendo is mediocre, but his vision is not good. Not bad, when I was fighting against people, I would have a headache every time I saw this guy watching the battle. It’s just that Yang Yuzhang once said that he would not accept disciples in this life, how did you get the last forged sword from the Tangxi Sword Furnace?”
Lu Baijie, who declared his name in front of Li Chungang and held the junior ceremony, smiled and said: "Probably the junior was named Tangxi when he was young. He met his mentor by chance and was given the Baxiu Sword and half of the sword manual. Laziness. My teacher respects the old senior very much, saying that the green snake with two sleeves can stand alone in the sword forest for fifty years. The junior has been fascinated for a long time, and today he dares to draw the sword. A small part of it is because of helplessness. If I have lost the low-level swordsmanship that I have been working behind closed doors for thirty-six years, I beg the old seniors not to blame the Lu family."
The old man in sheepskin fur said impatiently: "The tone of speech is almost carved out of the same mold as Yang Yuzhang, just try it out, if you only have Yang Yuzhang's swordsmanship but not his swordsmanship, then it's not worth it for me. Who the hell would want to feel sorry for you centipede worms who are dead but not stiff? If you are full, you will be splashed with shit no matter what. The old man didn't believe in evil back then, so he ate Xu Zi Big loss..."
Having said this, the old man immediately shut up, revealing his shortcomings is not Li Chungang's usual style.
Lu Baijie smiled casually, stretched out two fingers, and lightly touched the scabbard, the famous sword bully showed half of the scabbard.
At this moment, there was a familiar sound of small footsteps behind her, and the woman called uncle. Lu Baijie, the youngest and most laid-back of the Lu family's colorful jades in Huting, had a lamenting expression on his face, and wiped his fingers back. The Xiugu sword was put back into its sheath immediately, and everyone could only glimpse a bright blue edge. Lu Baijie is the youngest son of Lu Xuanhua, the previous patriarch of the Lu family. He is twenty years younger than Lu Daolin, the eldest son of the current Patriarch. , has not yet married a wife, so naturally he has no heirs, and he rarely shows up in the Lu Mansion. If there are important family members in the Lu Mansion, who is really close to the widow, Lu Baijie is the only one, and he has no children to a large extent. Treating Xu Zhihu as half a daughter, if he hadn't secretly killed the signs of many disasters, the Lu family would have been restless, not to mention others, the father is the daughter of the Gumu Xu family's head, and she has done too many dirty things hands and feet. It's just that she is concerned about her status as a sister-in-law, and she sympathizes with the loss of her son who was sent by a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Otherwise, how could Lu Baijie allow such scandals to happen in Lu's house.
The dismantling of the middle gate happened to shock Yangzhou. No matter how restrained Xu Zhihu was in the Lu Mansion, he got the news at the first time. Only then was he sure that his younger brother had arrived in Yangchun City. Apart from him, who else could do such a thing? Shocking behavior? How could Xu Zhihu be willing to blame it! It's just that Lu Mansion is his home in name after all, it's not good to make too much trouble, especially father-in-law Lu Xuanlang can do everything for the sake of face, which celebrity doesn't cherish feathers? She smiled and called Uncle to Lu Baijie again like a baby, in exchange for a helpless expression, Xu Zhihu didn't want to be courteous to the few elders in the house, and ran out of the gate, all the sturdy Qingqi got off their horses and knelt down on one knee, respect Said that Beiliang Fengziying was meeting with the chief princess, Xu Zhihu ignored him, looked left and right, did not see his brother's gentle smiling face that she always dreamed of, and was immediately extremely disappointed, the maid Qingniao could barely get off the road Walking, but his face was still ugly, and just about to kneel, Xu Zhihu, who showed a frightened expression but quickly covered it up, stepped forward to support him, bit his lip, and asked in a low voice, "Where is Fengnian?"
Qingniao said softly: "His Royal Highness went to Jiangxin County and said that he would rush back to Yangchun City overnight."
Xu Zhihu stomped his feet, his eyes turned red and he murmured, "You idiot!"
She took a deep breath, and said quite majesticly: "All follow me into the house."
If Lu Baijie, who is of the same generation as Lu Daolin and Lu Xuanlang, doesn't stop him, who would dare to stop him? Lu Baijie's prominent status as a son of a wealthy family is there, but his other status is even more shocking. Wu Ping specifically listed a sword review, Lu Baijie from Huting County, Yangzhou, was impressively listed. Comments on Lu Tangxi's sword is righteous and majestic, although the name of the sword contains the word "tyrant", it is a well-deserved kingly sword!
The Lu Mansion has a deep courtyard, which is a typical garden style in the south of the Yangtze River. Its land occupation is smaller than that of the other three major family residences. However, the Humble Heart Garden, which has received six emperors, is the most famous. In the hands of everyone, one mountain and one peak are full of vitality, every stone and every crack, and the explanation is appropriate. It was praised by the first emperor for its uniqueness and uniqueness in the south of the Yangtze River. You must know that the gardens in the south of the Yangtze River are the best in the world. You can see the originality of the Humble Heart Garden. its number. Xu Zhihu led the way in person, and along the way talked briefly and concisely about the essence of the garden structure with Yuyouwei. Lu Baijie and Shutong holding swords were behind the hall, and it happened that Li Chungang, Jiang Ni, and Princess Jing'an were walking last. Lu Baijie, who hadn't brought out his sword today, asked the old sword god some doubts about the way of swordsmanship. The old man had a good relationship with half a junior, Yang Yuzhang However, although Lu Baijie's character is a typical aristocratic style, he is like a sword after all, not rigid, and they have a good conversation. Lu Baijie just glanced at Princess Pei from the corner of his eye, and then continued Didn't look again.
Xu Zhihu lives in the Xiyi Garden in the northwest corner. The yard is not small, but the maidservants are pitifully few, and they are a bit deserted. The Fengzi Camp including Yuan Meng is arranged in two yards not far away. When you reach the gate of the yard, Lu Baijie bowed again before leaving.
After entering the courtyard, Xu Zhihu asked Er Qiao, his personal maid, to bring some iced plum soup. After sitting down, he asked, "What happened on the road?"
The blue bird reported everything that happened in the reed marsh truthfully.
The blue bird calmly narrates, and the thrills in it can't be described simply with twists and turns!
Xu Zhihu's face fluctuated with the ups and downs, and finally heard that His Royal Highness was safe and sound, and he held his chest and heaved a sigh of relief.
Xu Zhihu turned his head strangely to look at Pei Nanwei who hadn't been able to sit down until now. This lawless younger brother is really promising. He even dared to snatch the princess!
From afternoon to dusk, the Xiyi Garden was calm and calm, and Xu Zhihu was asking the girls about Xu Fengnian, and he especially liked to hear some embarrassing stories. Xu Zhihu was not in the good mood to put his face on his face and his ass on the flat ground that was reasonable in Lu's house. After a sumptuous dinner, a well-educated book boy came to knock on the gate of the courtyard. He came from the smallest retreat garden in Lu's mansion. Lu Baijie, the master who was regarded as a sword fairy by the people of Yangzhou, actually didn't live much, and spent most of the year with him. This book boy travels to the mountains and rivers to find hermits. It was the maid Er Qiao who opened the door. For some reason, the two people of the same age did not see each other very well.
Seeing Er Qiao, the book boy said coldly and bluntly: "My master wants to see your young lady."
The atmosphere was already weird, but after saying this sentence, it became more and more cold.
Er Qiao snorted coldly, left a sentence and then turned around and left.
Looking at her back with clear eyes, the book boy secretly showed a trace of annoyance.
Lu Baijie, who was sitting in the pavilion by the lake, smiled slightly and said to himself: "A young man knows what it's like to be sad."
Xu Zhihu walked out of the garden, came to the pavilion to sit down, and said with some guilt: "This time I have caused trouble for my uncle."
Lu Jianxian, who doesn't have the slightest bad habits of the family, but has the integrity of the descendants of the family, shook his head and said: "It's not really troublesome for my uncle, but it will be even more difficult for you to be a man in Lu's house in the future."
Xu Zhihu said indifferently: "What is this? It's nothing more than smiling more fakely in front of me, and laughing colder behind me."
Lu Baijie sighed and said: "Let's not talk about Lu Dongyang, the second steward. His Royal Highness ordered his subordinates to commit murder in the downtown area. No matter how bad those people are, they are also scholars in Huting County. One of them is a descendant of the servant. If the middle door is not removed, Uncle can still go to his elder brother to say a few words, let the Lu family come forward to settle this mess, at most, it will give those small commoners some pension money, and some official salaries, just use money to buy life, anyone can have it Complaints, but the official position of the 28th can probably be shut up. This kind of trouble is against his will. For you, my uncle doesn't mind making an exception once. You can go to the middle gate of Lu's mansion, in front of the whole street. Killing Lu Dongyang in the face of the Ting family, the second brother has a good face, and does not make trouble, it is considered the limit of patience. Lu's ups and downs for hundreds of years, in fact, he has suffered a lot of humiliation, but the ups and downs have become less and less in the past century. Today, the humiliation has reached this point, I am afraid that the patriarch Everyone is going to be angry."
Xu Zhihu remained silent.
Lu Baijie frowned and said: "Zhihu, at this moment, it's just you and me, my uncle just said something straight. As the younger brother of His Royal Highness, why do you act so recklessly? You really don't care about the people in the capital at all. What do you think? You must know that no matter how powerful your father is, he still established a political opponent like Zhang Julu and Gu Jiantang, who can be regarded as the great beam of the dynasty. Moreover, he is trying to push the four clans of Yangzhou to the hostile side of Beiliang. You were relegated to the cold palace. If it was His Majesty's own idea, it would be fine. If it was the Queen's idea, do you think the Xu family can still have some friendship in the emperor's heart? Besides, don't you know who Xu Shufei is, Gu Mu Xu In recent years, the family has almost devoted all their manpower and material resources to pave the way for her. After suffering such a catastrophe, the four clans in Yangzhou, the Gumu Xu family who was originally closely related to my Lu family, even if they will not part ways in the future, they are destined not to be like her. The common advance and retreat in the past is exactly the same as Quan'er's sudden death back then, and you have to bear the blame."
Xu Zhihu raised his head and smiled, "I'm used to it."
Lu Baijie said bitterly: "You, you."
Xu Zhihu leaned against the red-painted porch pillar, looked into the distance, and said softly: "My younger brother went to Jiangxin County to look for Liu Liting's misfortune."
Lu Baijie said in a deep voice: "Could it be that he still wants to mess around? I'm not afraid that it won't end? If someone with a heart stirs up the flames, not only the fame-seekers will jump out, but even the whole Jiangnan Road will be fried. Haven't you seen through the so-called famous Jiangnan Taoists who have the same name but not the same life?!"
"I know, I've seen it through a long time ago. Qingzhou is rich in profit and Yangzhou has the same name. Who would not respect the Taoist priests in the south of the Yangtze River who used to say that my father-in-law's "righteousness lies in death is more important than Mount Tai"."
Xu Zhihu narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "But my younger brother, probably because my father is the King of Beiliang, he doesn't care much about things that many people desperately want to hold in their hands. But he cares most about some things that even poor people don't care about so much. Uncle, if you tell him these very reasonable and golden words, he probably won't listen to them."
Lu Baijie, who has the reputation of Tangxi Sword Immortal, sighed: "If you stop him from entering Lu's house, your life will be easier in the future, but if you really go to stop him, not to mention whether you can stop him, you will definitely be the first to talk to my uncle." Turn your face."
Xu Zhihu laughed with disregard of etiquette: "Uncle, this sword fairy is really pitiful."
Lu Baijie looked at the girl's smiling face with sad eyes.
The woman he liked back then also had such a natural smile on his face. If he had been more resolute and less concerned about morality and the overall situation in his mouth, would he not have any regrets.
Where are there so many ifs in the world
Lu Baijie closed his eyes.
Not far away, there is a book boy and a maid who are arguing awkwardly at the tip of a needle. Could it be that these two children did not realize the unusualness of "only the Tao was ordinary at that time" after many years
After Lu Baijie left, Xu Zhihu sat in the gazebo, waiting until late at night.
When His Royal Highness the Prince appeared outside Lu's residence, the white horse dragged a cold corpse that was already bloody and bloody.
Obviously it was dragged all the way from Jiangxin County to Huting County.
Even though Lu Baijie, who was guarding the door, had expected it long ago, he was still extremely shocked when he saw this scene.
After Xu Fengnian got off his horse, he looked up at Lu Baijie. Because of his elder sister Xu Zhihu, he had no ill feeling towards this Tangxi Sword Immortal. He just saw Lu Baijie sticking one hand on the hilt of his sword, leaning on the ground with a domineering ancient sword, Xu Fengnian said expressionlessly: "Mr. Tangxi, is he trying to sell me a few catties of benevolence and righteousness?"
Lu Baijie snorted coldly, turned and left.
In addition to shock and doubt in my heart.
How did this son of Northern Liang get seriously injured
Xu Zhihu ran all the way, leaving the servant girl Er Qiao far behind, rushed out of the gate of the Lu Mansion, got very close, stopped, and said with a smile: "Ah, our siblings are in trouble again."
She didn't realize that Xu Fengnian's back was dripping with blood.
When dragging the corpse across the city gate on horseback, the assassin, who was stuck to the ceiling of the cave like a gecko and waited for a rabbit, succeeded in one blow, almost shattering his spine.
But Xu Fengnian just stared at her with red eyes, and said softly: "Sister, shall we go home?"