MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 126 The place of ghosts

   Chapter 126 The place of ghosts

   "Hey, miss, look, is that Mr. Lu?"

   Girl Hancai, who was walking in the crowd, let out a light hum.

   As her eyes flickered, she looked at a blue-clothed youth passing by the Misty Rain Bridge.

   The woman Han Cai called Miss also followed her gaze.

   But he saw a young man walking slowly under the Yanliu Bridge.

  The young man is tall and tall, like a bamboo, with black hair like satin, which is tied with a black ribbon at will.

   At this moment, this young man turned his back to the two of them. If it was an ordinary young man, I was afraid that Miss Hancai would not be able to capture his shadow from the crowd.

   But Lu Jing's background looks refreshing, with a bit of air mixed in, which is unforgettable.

  The young lady squinted and glanced at it, her eyes were like the bright first-quarter moon in the night sky, and the light shone from it, and then nodded and said, "It is indeed Young Master Lu."

   "It's a coincidence that I could meet him on the banks of the Zhutai River."

   Miss Hancai had a little smile on her face, but she didn't want to disturb Lu Jing.

  The young lady also walked safely, and she couldn't help thinking of that night not long ago, when Lu Jing gave the children a lot of precious food, and even broke a pot of fine wine in order to distract those Su Weilang...

Su Weilang found that most of the children who entered the central area of ​​Taixuanjing were sent to the north of the city, and the north of the city was mixed. Left hand and foot, begging along the street.

  If Lu Jing didn't help that day, this lady in white might also help.

   But what Lu Jing in front of him did that day was indeed beyond the expectations of Miss White.

   "I thought that the young people in the central Taixuanjing were mostly people who didn't see the sufferings of the world. Even if they had kindness in their hearts and found these children, they would probably only contact the government..."

   was also because of what this young lady saw Lu Jing did that day.

  When Lu Jing was seriously injured, she would help him so that Lu Jing would not faint on the street.

   "Young Master Lu... seems to have entered that shantang?"

   Just as Miss Baiyi was thinking, there was more joy in Hancai's tone: "It's such a coincidence... But why did our neighbor go to Xu Gongzi's shantang?"

  Miss in white's eyes moved slightly, but she didn't say much.

   Miss Hancai stepped on her feet and looked, and she could vaguely see the entrance of the shantang. There were many people coming and going.

   Most of them are young ladies in luxurious clothes, and occasionally civilians come and go.

  The lady in white frowned.

   Miss Hancai was also a little puzzled: "But since it is a shantang, and there are many children, old people, and poor people in it, why do it still exist in this busy city? There are still so many people coming and going..."

   "Just before the monarch..."

   "Hancai!" The lady in white said softly, "Now that we are in Dafu, there are many things we can't talk about. Otherwise, even if we are hidden under the Dafu Palace, there will be many disasters."

  Hancai nodded and whispered, "I don't know where...Is it better..."

  The young lady snorted coldly: "The lives of the common people are like feathers, even the close officials around him, those who are very close to him, will also die because of his drunkenness. He doesn't die... How can things get better there?"

  Hancai nodded slightly, without saying a word, the two of them stood in the distance, looking at the Shantang.

   At this time, Lu Jing had already entered the shantang.

   Stepping into it, Lu Jing also subconsciously frowned.

   However, it is very lively here, and the furnishings in the shantang are also quite particular, with pavilions, towers, and rockeries and flowing water. At a glance, it seems like entering a certain attic.

   Here, there are many young masters and young ladies who often bring their own servants, two or three into groups, and chat with each other.

   There were also some children beside them, and many of them also had smiles on their faces, looking up at these noble children in reverence.

  Lu Jing just walked out of the door screen when a servant came up and saluted Lu Jing: "This young man, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"

  Lu Jing was a little puzzled for a while, he raised his head and asked, "I heard this is a Shantang... Can you drink tea?"

The young servant smiled at Lu Jing and said, "This is the sanctuary of Mr. Bai Yan, but he is poor. Fortunately, there are many young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families to help. After a long time, there will be many young masters and young ladies who come here to take care of these children. stand up.

   These poor people are still alive, thanks to them. "

  Lu Jing was stunned for a moment, but he did not reject Xu Baiyan's actions. If he really raised people, it would be fine to add some means.

only…

  Lu Jing looked left and right, and saw that many young masters and young ladies often chatted happily, while the children around the age of five, six, seven or eight were serving tea and pouring water.

  This is nothing in the first place. In this world, someone raises you and lets you live. What does it mean to bring tea and water?

   Because of this, these children always have many expressions of gratitude on their faces.

   And those young masters and young ladies didn't look at these children much.

   "Master, is this your first time here?"

   As the boy walked, he pointed to a plaque on the side.

   "If the young master has a kind heart, you can donate a few taels of silver. After all, these are poor people, and they need nobles like these young masters and young ladies in the shantang to survive.

  If you donate too much, the son's name can be engraved on the plaque in the distance, so that people in this Xuandu will know the son's kindness. "

  Lu Jing's eyes fell on the plaque.

  I saw that there are many famous taboos, which were engraved on it, and those who donated a lot of silver... There are as many as a thousand taels of silver!

   There are many names and names on the plaque.

   And on the top of the plaque, there are many characters engraved in the seal.

   [As a human being, Xu Baiyan couldn't bear to see him suffer from hunger, and he couldn't bear to see him fall into the streets. If you help me today, you are helping each other in the right way, and you will be rewarded for all eternity! 】

   These lines of text are three-pointed into the wood, and they are also plated with gold, which is bright.

  Lu Jing remained calm and asked, "There are so many good-hearted sons and young ladies in Xuandu?

   With so many silver taels, I am afraid I can support thousands of children at the same time. "

The servant said with sincere admiration: "The food and clothing of these poor people are very good. In addition, they often donate porridge and often help the people of other prefectures. Therefore, the poor people in the shantang at this time are not the same. Not so much."

   The little servant answered like this, and seeing that Lu Jing was only asking, and did not take out the silver taels, he said, "I also ask your son to forgive me, but the space in the courtyard is limited, and there are many young masters and young ladies who have donated silver taels..."

  Lu Jing took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the little servant, with a strange look in his eyes, and said, "I just came here because of my reputation, you don't have to entertain me, I just walked around and left."

  The little servant saw the ten taels of silver in Lu Jing's hand, with a normal expression, and said with a smile: "Since it's the son's intention, we accept it here, but we don't know the son's name?"

  Lu Jing turned his head to look at the plaque and asked, "Ten taels of silver, I'm afraid I won't be able to get on the plaque, it's just a matter of heart, why should I say my name?"

   The little servant had some apology in his eyes and smiled: "The young master on the plaque is a person of great kindness. At least he donated two or three hundred taels of silver... I also ask your son to forgive me."

   After he finished speaking, seeing someone coming in from a distance, he went to entertain him again.

  Lu Jing was walking in this shantang, but he remembered the letter from the Chong'an Palace.

   Princess Chong'an really valued Lu Jing very much, and she tried her best to investigate the Huai Gang and Xu Baiyan.

   If you only search Xuandu, I'm afraid you won't find anything.

  Ke Chong'an Princess in just a few days, deeply investigated the Huai Gang, but found one thing...

   Every few months, there are very hidden Huai Gang boats docked in the three states of Chong'an. The boats are not some rare goods, but... many children!

When these children come to Chong'an, they will be sold separately and sold to many sons and daughters of noble families as domestic slaves, or they may become members of the Huai Gang, water ghosts throwing their heads and blood, and Huai leaves in the streets and alleys, and more. miserable...

   More importantly, the children who were sold as domestic slaves seemed to be very good at serving Miss Gongzi.

   As for those water ghosts and locust leaves, they tend to be numb in their thinking and inarticulate.

   Princess Chong’an said in her letter…

"The ship is hidden, and the local officials have always ignored the Huai Gang ships. There are countless refugees in the world. If you don't know the source of this ship, if you don't check Xu Baiyan together, even the palace, I'm afraid you won't be able to guess Xu Baiyan's shantang and Na Huai. Help!"

   "I sent two Primordial Spirit cultivators to investigate two or three of the slaves and children. They have vague memories, but they vaguely remember Yanyu Bridge and Xu Baiyan."

  Lu Jing looked around, a lot of anger welling up in his heart.

   "The children in this shantang will be replaced every few months... Xu Baiyan claimed that the shantang spent a lot of money to find wealthy people in various Taoist houses, give them money and let them raise them, and the people in the shantang will often return to visit..."

   "The young masters and young ladies in Xuandu donated so much money, whether it was for fame or kindness in their hearts.

  If he didn't make these names and change these children, how could he be able to digest so many silver taels? "

"Moreover... there are many benefits from selling these children. The shantang itself is a place to nurture family slaves. Those five or six-year-old children have to bring tea and water to these young masters and young ladies, and they have to learn Observe the words and expressions, there must be someone behind the scenes to teach them!"

  Lu Jing took a deep breath.

  In his mind, Xu Baiyan's natural face fell into his mind.

  Lu Jing had to admit that Xu Baiyan's actions in this shantang, in addition to his conscience, brought him an unknown amount of fame and fortune.

   He therefore worshipped a famous teacher!

   In Taixuan Beijing, many people praised him, and even a great Confucian recommended him to enter Taichang Temple as Xielu Lang!

  Based on this shantang, Xu Baiyan got acquainted with many young masters and young ladies of the great mansion, and accumulated a clear name for himself!

   The income of the shantang is extremely rich. At this moment, there are only 70 or 80 people in the sanctuary, and the accumulated silver taels are like a mountain!

  …

   Lu Jing's eyes flickered.

   But not far away, a boy of six or seven years old was holding a girl of four or five years old.

   The girl is crying for some reason.

The six or seven-year-old child was thin, but he was struggling to hug the girl, patted his short arms lightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, don't cry, Aunt Liu promised to come down and won't separate us, just go. When we are in a good family, we will also go together..."

  Lu Jing didn't want to look anymore, turned around and walked out of the Shantang step by step.

   At this time, Miss Hancai and the lady in white were walking slowly.

  Lu Jing looked gloomy.

   Miss Hancai smiled and said, "Young Master Lu? What a coincidence to meet you here?"

  Looking at Lu Jingxiu, his expression was a little dazed at this time. He kept walking with his head down, and when he heard Miss Hancai's voice, he woke up and turned his head.

   But he saw Miss Hancai following behind a woman in white.

  The two were looking at him.

   "Han Cai girl."

  Lu Jing nodded slowly, looked at the woman, and saluted, "I also thanked the girl for saving her life."

  The woman in white glanced at Lu Jing, then looked at the shantang again, and asked, "Master Lu... Do you often go in and out of this shantang?"

  Lu Jingdao: "It just happened to happen, so let's take a look."

   The woman in white asked again, "How do you feel about this shantang?"

   Although she rescued Lu Jing, Lu Jing didn't make a clear statement. He just asked, "I don't know why Miss and Miss Hancai are here?"

Miss Hancai replied: "We have taken in a few children from the wasteland, but because of many things, we can't support them for a lifetime. I heard about Xu Gongzi's shantang on the street a few days ago, and I thought of coming here to see it. At a glance, if this shantang really has so many benefits, and sending those children here, my lady and I can rest assured."

  Lu Jing suddenly remembered that in Kongshan Lane a few times before, he saw Miss Hancai, who always carried two huge food boxes in her hands.

   Now that I think about it, the function of the food box is probably here.

  Lu Jing glanced at Miss Hancai, didn't say much, just shook his head.

   Miss Hancai was stunned.

  The young lady in white looked cold and cold as she crossed Lu Jing's body and looked at Shantang behind her.

   She only said: "Han Cai, you are waiting for me here."

  The lady in white walked into the sanctuary, but it took a few dozen breaths to pass.

The woman in white had already turned back, shook her head and said, "It's exactly the same as there, most of these young masters and young ladies are not good in their hearts, they are just pretending to be good, and those five or six-year-old children are like slaves. Serve them carefully... If you can raise these children like slaves, this sanctuary may not be good."

   Miss Hancai opened her mouth, she remembered that Xu Baiyan, who was standing on the boat just now, was as bright as the bright moon, and her whole body was clean.

   But then, Miss Hancai recalled that when her young lady was in the state of Qi, she left the palace from the fire, and before she escaped from the state of Qi, she also entered the mansion of the scholar-officials who did extremely evil things in the name of goodness, killed evil ghosts, and beheaded human demons!

   She has seen those disgusting things, so she is naturally more sensitive.

  Lu Jing was also a little surprised.

   He walked down the street with the two of them.

   Around this Misty Rain Bridge, there are still blooming flowers and a sea of ​​people.

   On the river, Xu Baiyan was lowering his head and playing the violin. A gust of breeze blew past, making his hair flutter, and he was extremely handsome.

   On the banks of the Zhutai River, many people looked at Xu Baiyan, who was so brilliant, and only thought that there was no more amazing man in the world than this.

   Even the ladies of the big mansion were full of admiration in their eyes.

   In their hearts, the still young Xu Baiyan is like a firework in the daytime, and soon, like a firework, it will rise into the sky, and then burst into a bright light.

  The scorching sun cannot hide its brilliance.

  But Lu Jing, who didn't say a word, didn't look at Xu Baiyan, but turned around and glanced at Shantang from a distance.

  The shantang is gorgeously built, with blue bricks and green tiles, even if it is compared with the restaurants facing the street, it is not too much…

   However, a gust of breeze blew through, but Lu Jing felt a little chilly, as if the good hall was a... a ghost realm where evil ghosts gather.

   Chasing good luck and avoiding bad luck flickered, and information kept coming.

  Lu Jing thought to himself: "It has to be smashed."

  ps (there is no charge for this paragraph): Near the National Day, I worked late, and I only wrote 4,000 words, but everyone kept giving me monthly votes. The author was a little apprehensive, so I decided to write another 6,000-word chapter overnight today.

  The author is very slow to code words. It takes a few hours for 6,000 words. Don't wait. It will look just right when you wake up tomorrow morning.

   (end of this chapter)