I have nothing but luck

Xie Rongjiao didn't ask this question in the end.

How can there be any reason to rely on Jiangjing's trend for a lifetime?

And how can there be a reason to walk with him for a lifetime, not to be separated or to leave?

In the northern wasteland of Kyushu in the world, sooner or later he should make his own way. Fengling City Lord's Mansion is also waiting for him to go back.

Thinking of this, Xie Rongjiao suddenly felt a little gloomy.

They came so strangely that even he himself couldn't explain their origins and whereabouts, but they encouraged him and clamored in his body to let him say the last question that he forcibly suppressed.

Xie Rongjiao closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he said, "Brother Jiang handed me the post from Qunfang Xiaohui, why don't you go?"

The Qunfang Club is organized by the surname Bei Zhou, and no negligence, mistakes or omissions are allowed.

As for Qunfang Xiaohui, since there is a small character, the four surnames take turns, and after ten years, it happens to be the Jiang family's turn this year.

Qunfanghui, what a magnificent event?Everyone eagerly looks forward to the invitation, and they often boast about receiving it, thinking that they are very proud of being among the heroes of the younger generation.

And the Qunfang Club has a fixed number of invitations, the sects of aristocratic families, and those who are under the age of [-] and have advanced to a small level of cultivation, and those who should have, are sent by the Qunfang Club.

One can imagine the status of Qunfang Xiaohui in the hearts of poor children and casual cultivators who have no connections.

Xie Rongjiao had no shortage of invitations at all, and if anyone was short of it, he would not be short of his. It's just that Jiang Changlan came to Biezhuang to chat with him endlessly, leaving an impression in Xie Rongjiao's mind.

Now that he was restless, he threw out Qunfang Xiaohui to change the subject without thinking too much.

To be honest, the Qunfang Club and the Qunfang Small Club were nothing more than fun for Jiang Jingxing to watch. Xie Rongjiao proposed, and of course he agreed, "Okay, just to see the young people in this class."

Qunfang's small meeting is not as good as Qunfang's meeting, it is still a big matter that concerns the head and face of the family, the Jiang family attaches great importance to it, and cleaned up a villa of tens of hectares by the Qujiang pool early.

It's a pity that it's already autumn, and there are only a few withered lotus leaves left on the pond, the green color has turned yellow, and the beautiful scenery of lotus fragrance ten miles away can't be seen.

On that day, the long queue of horses and horses left countless rut ​​marks of different shades outside the gate of Jiang's Biezhuang, and the lingering fragrance of various spices collected from all over the world mixed together in one place and lingered for a long time.If you walk a few more steps, you can even see the scholar's jade pendant left on the ground is crystal clear, and the female family's pearl hairpin is shining brightly.

Jiang Changlan's father, the head of the Jiang family, has been busy for the past two days. Said: "Thank you for being so young, it makes people feel ashamed."

Thanks to his skillful cultivation, the disguise he created is more real than others. Even though the head of the Jiang family is his old acquaintance, he still doesn't realize that Jiang Jingxing's identity is different.

Thinking that there was no younger generation among the worshipers of Xie's family, Jiang Jingxing had no choice but to admit that he pinched his nose against his will, "There are skills in retaining beauty."

A faint smile overflowed from Xie Rongjiao's lips.

The head of the Jiang family didn't know about Jiang Jingxing's details, but he knew Jiang Jingxing's exact age clearly.

I am afraid that he is much younger than the head of the Jiang family.

The head of the Jiang family saw it, and secretly thought that the relationship between the Xie family's eldest son and this priest was close.

He was really busy, and Jiang Changlan was familiar with the two of them, and the young people got along well, so he simply handed them over to Jiang Changlan to entertain them.

Jiang Changlan was so happy that he sneaked out of his busy schedule, and led them to the room with great interest on the way:

"I heard from my father that a great talent came out of the Qunfang meeting this time, and he is expected to have both civil and military honors. Martial arts are not bad, but they can't compare to the four outstanding talents. The amazing talents in literary and dao are as brilliant as Lu Youyou back then. , my father is willing to treat each other with the seat of worship, but that person has not responded for a long time."

Not losing to Lu Youyou back then is already extremely high praise, but among literati touting, they always deliberately leave room for two points, saying that there is a certain talent only means that this talent is high, it does not mean that he can really stand shoulder to shoulder with such and such.

It is indeed remarkable that the head of the Jiang family is willing to treat each other with the seat of worship.

The Jiang family belonged to four surnames, so the ostentation would not be small, and the worship of the noble essence was not too expensive, at least half a step of Mahayana.It can be seen that the head of the Jiang family is willing to worship a person, and his talent and learning can be seen.

When Xie Rongjiao was mentioned by him, he was also somewhat curious: "We will wait and see."

"Based on your tone, maybe he is the next Lu Binwei." Jiang Jingxing said, "Although I don't want to see him, to be fair, with Lu Binwei's talent, a few offerings are not too many. Xie Chuyi can use the deputy general It is Xie Chuyi's luck to keep him in this position."

Jiang Changlan is not as concerned about gains and losses as his father, "Father's vision should not be bad. It depends on whether our Jiang family can be a sycamore tree that can keep Phoenix."

He sent the two of them to the house. The villa is very big and there is no shortage of rooms. He arranged a separate room for the two distinguished guests, and said, "I was supposed to accompany you as a landlord, but unfortunately there are too many guests to entertain me. If I don’t go there, I’m afraid I won’t be able to see the two alive and kicking.”

Xie Rongjiao would not mind: "Brother Jiang, let's go, Master and I just watch the fun, it doesn't matter."

The voices of people outside can be heard through the corridors of the courtyards. The Qunfang Festival is the most grand event in Haojing, and it can be imagined that the momentum is huge.

Qunfang Xiaohui was even more lively than others.

Especially for the children of poor families and casual cultivators, Qunfang Xiaohui is one of the few ranks of advancement.

If you stand out in the Qunfang meeting and get selected into the Qunfang meeting, no matter whether you enter the world, become an official, or cultivate in the world, it will be a smooth and smooth road. How can you not let people steal your head?

The Jiang family tried their best to make this Qunfang meeting beautiful, maybe it was because they wanted to win a place among the scholars.

With a good reputation, select a few outstanding young people to be cultivated as disciples.

It's a win-win deal.

Because of this reason, Xie Rongjiao's courtyard door was knocked many times in one afternoon, all of them were scholars who wanted to find fellows, confidantes and friends.

Xie Rongjiao didn't know at the beginning, he thought that there was an old person with good news, nodded and said: "Please come in."

As a result, the person waiting in the reception hall was a stranger.

Xie Rongjiao looked him over and over again from forehead to chin, and confirmed that although he had a bookish and upright appearance, he didn't leave any impression on him, so he hesitated, "I wonder who this brother is?"

He regretted that he didn't call Jiang Jingxing out together, if he knew this person, but he couldn't call him by name, it would be so remiss, it would be really embarrassing.

The scholar smiled brightly, stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute: "Next Zhou Yu, if you come here rashly this time, I hope you will forgive me."

The name Zhou Yu is familiar, it seems to be the scholar Jiang Changlan said who is expected to win both civil and military titles and has a bright future.

After learning that he was indeed an unknown person, Xie Rongjiao calmly let out a sigh of relief: "I don't know why Brother Zhou came here?"

There are always several times of courteous chants between scholars. Zhou Yu was taken aback by his straight-forward manner, and then said: "I am ashamed to say that I heard that there are many talents at the Qunfang meeting, so I will give it to you." There is a heart of fellowship, and you should not be offended by such a rude act."

Before the Qunfang meeting, it was a tacit gesture for the scholars to sing and reconcile each other, so Zhou Yu couldn't be blamed for coming hastily.If he changed the person to visit, he would tacitly report his family history as early as when he said the first sentence, and then he would make a good talk.

It was only then that Xie Rongjiao found out about his intentions, and kindly said: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you, I am not the one attending this meeting."

The meaning of his polite refusal has been clearly revealed between the lines in his words. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu became more and more enthusiastic: "Don't be self-effacing, sir, who can be invited to have a qualification, which one is not Wen Chengwu? Today is Zhou's big hit Lucky, knock on this door."

Xie Rongjiao: "...I can't be praised by my brother, I just took advantage of my background."

He almost didn't write the word "seeing off" directly on his face, but the Linglong scholar, who has seven senses, didn't seem to understand the hint in his words at all, and he didn't even hesitate for a moment, and continued to speak with his eyebrows flying:

The topic of the debate in Qunfang’s meeting was on Buddhism, on whether Buddhism is preached in Kyushu. Included, I wonder if Mr. Lang is interested in listening to my humble opinion? "

Although there are hundreds of schools of thought in today's world, the three schools of thought have the greatest influence and spread the most, namely Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism.

Compared with the two native schools of Kyushu, the Buddhist school that originated from the Western Regions has been controversial.

Especially in recent years, wars and disasters have continued, and displaced people abound. Buddhism's theory of good deeds as reincarnation is no different from straws caught by drowning people.At the same time, there are critics among scholars, and some admirers. The two poles have quarreled so far, but no results have been produced.

Xie Rongjiao maintained an unmoved state: "Brother, I am practicing swordsmanship."

Xie Rongjiao doesn't look like a sword cultivator very much on the outside, but he is no different from most sword cultivators on the inside.

He is just a vulgar swordsman who can only pretend to fight, and his eyes are full of thinking about breaking all spells with one sword. Why should he listen to people's narration of the three religions, distinguish good from bad one by one, and suffer from these tortures?

At this moment, a figure leisurely turned around from the screen behind the hall. Before Zhou Yu could get up in time to greet Xie Rongjiao, he heard the man say to Xie Rongjiao, "Ah Ci, why can't I find you? I practice the sword style, and you begged me for a long time."

Xie Rongjiao felt relieved, and couldn't care less about when he begged him for so long, and said apologetically to Zhou Yu: "As brother saw, I should follow the priest to learn the sword style first, and I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."

Of course, Zhou Yu couldn't keep entangled, so he smiled understandingly: "I was originally rude, but I disturbed you, and you don't care about it, it's a huge amount."

After he left, Jiang Jingxing said to Xie Rongjiao with a smile: "Ah Ci, how is it? Did I solve the siege in time?"

"In time." Xie Rongjiao said from the bottom of his heart, "It's strange to say that I have already stated to that brother Zhou that I am not a fellow who participated in the Qunfang meeting, but his interest has not increased but decreased."

He traveled with Jiang Jingxing all the year round, and he didn't care about the Xie family's family business. Needless to say, he would be concerned about the undercurrent of secular official power.

Jiang Jingxing saw it clearly, and said leisurely: "It's good to be able to make friends with people of the same kind who participated in the Qunfanghui, but the purpose of making friends is to help them in the future. Those who can get invitations are at least from rich and powerful backgrounds, how can ordinary colleagues give them help? It is as good as the blue eyes of the rich and powerful."

Xie Rongjiao suddenly laughed: "So that's the case, I'm afraid there will be people visiting in the future."

He looked at Jiang Jingxing, and the eager anticipation in his eyes sold out all his thoughts: "I can't say that I have to trouble Master to sing two red faces to rescue me."

After all, this is not an honorable act, Xie Rongjiao also felt embarrassed, his sleeves were crumpled into a ball by him, but when he thought about the headache of really having to talk to someone, he hesitated twice, and he still sold his conscience without hesitation.

He has always been far away from the cold and remote, and he rarely shows such a young and coquettish attitude towards his elders.

It is because of enough intimacy and trust that there is such a softness that pierces the heart and lungs.

Jiang Jingxing's heart softened into a puddle of water after being stared at by him like that, and he pretended to be calm when he was told to point things out, "Leave it to me."

With the breeze passing through countless corridors, arch bridges, carved beams and painted doors, Zhou Yu stood tall among the lush vegetation.

The expression on his face was the same indifference and chill as the rustling autumn wind and the sparse lotus leaves. He didn't see the appearance of the scholar in the small courtyard who pretended not to understand Xie Rongjiao and refused bluntly, trying to get close to him with a cheeky face.

"I know a thing or two about Xie Rongjiao. Let him rest assured that I will handle things well."

The voice of the person opposite him was high-pitched, with a strange tone of neither man nor woman: "Mr. Zhou Lang is a great talent, my lord and I are at ease."

He has a lot of meaning: "Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while. If it is successful at this time, Zhou Langjun will fly to Huang Tengda, needless to say, and his Lingtang will enjoy the good fortune of Langjun, and the ancestors will be honored."

Zhou Yu laughed silently, clenched his hands into fists under his sleeves.

Tiring people's family, your master only has this ability.

He thought mockingly in his heart, no wonder he was doomed to be a crouching dragon in this life.