Lu Feng clapped his hands and was about to leave. He just came over to see Meng Ziyan and then went back.
"If I don't talk to you about this, my master will have to keep an eye on me in the afternoon. Let's talk next time."
Putting his fingers between his lips, as soon as he whistled, the white tiger ran over in a hurry, which made Meng Ziyan a little surprised.
The ancient elder could still subdue such a ferocious beast despite his lack of cultivation. I wonder how talented he would have been in his heyday.
Thinking of this, Meng Ziyan hesitated and said:
"Lu Feng, Elder Gu is still kind to you. Although it is for the sake of the Marquis, if the Marquis goes there in the future, Elder Gu may be your only supporter."
A hint of impatience flashed in Lu Feng's eyes.
No, why are everyone here talking about his father's death?
It’s not like he’s dead.
Or……
Lu Feng, who was about to leave, stopped and came to Meng Ziyan.
"Did you get some news that you didn't tell me? Is it related to my father?"
Meng Ziyan's heart skipped a beat and he pretended to be calm.
"Haha, how could it be? I just want to make you have a better attitude. Don't you know this? You will inherit the Marquis Mansion from now on. As for the Marquis, we don't need to worry about the Marquis' affairs at all, right?"
Thinking of the information he got from his secret guard, Meng Ziyan subconsciously avoided Lu Feng's eyes when he looked at him.
It seemed like there was something being hidden from him.
Although the Martial Academy cannot let people come up, letters such as letters from home can be passed down the mountain. The secret guards that Dad gave him have basically left, and the remaining few are not visible to Lu Feng.
"I don't need to worry about my father's affairs in the first place, but what you said is unlucky."
Lu Feng muttered something.
Feeling that Lu Feng had no suspicion, Meng Ziyan let go of his worries. If Lu Feng found out, he would definitely run out of the martial arts academy. This was not the original intention of the Marquis.
The white tiger carried Lu Feng on his back and hurried back.
The murderous intention of the person on his back became more and more serious, which made the white tiger move faster and faster, not daring to let out any whimper.
It should have been two days ago when Jiaolong left. In other words, someone attacked the Hou Mansion during this period.
Dad may not know about things like Gu worms, so this debt may be blamed on him.
This is not an unforeseen disaster. The other party originally came for him.
The inexplicable surge of anger made Lu Feng feel very unhappy. The actions of these rats in the gutter made him really angry. After calming down the murderous intention in his heart, Lu Feng saw Gu Linhu sitting not far away. .
The middle-aged man also has a different kind of charm. If he were in the capital, many women would be tempted by him.
Lu Feng got off the white tiger.
"When was this pavilion built? I didn't hear any movement here."
The pot of tea on the table had cooled down, and Gu Linhu added some to make it steam again. He asked as usual.
But Lu Feng didn't answer him. Instead, he sat down opposite Gu Linhu and stared at him.
"Do you also know that something happened to my dad?"
Lu Feng didn't even call him master, and Lu Feng was questioning him.
Gu Linhu could completely understand the child's tantrum. He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Lu Feng.
"Your father asked me to give this to you, take a look."
He had no intention of hiding it from Lu Feng at this time. Lu Feng was too inert. If he didn't take advantage of this moment to take a strong dose of medicine, he didn't know when he would have the opportunity next time.
There are four words on the envelope: My son writes this personally.
It's Lu Qingtian's handwriting.
The envelope was unfolded, and it contained information about Lu Qingtian's physical condition during this period, including when, where and who assassinated him in recent days. There were even entangled connections between several forces inside, which was even more incomprehensible. It was Lu Qingtian who, as a minister, wrote the cruel and ruthless words about the emperor.
If I die one day, just ask for retirement and not involve my son.
Rather than saying it is a letter from home, it seems more accurate to regard it as a suicide note.
It was only a short month, how could it become like this?
According to the current battle between several princes, it will take up to eight years to achieve success. It is no joke to want to have a Martial Lord who can fight against a Martial Emperor with strength close to that of the Martial Emperor in a short time.
None of the princes were good, and the emperor knew this very well.
So before dealing with his biological father, he used Lu Qingtian to stand in front of him and become a whetstone for these princes.
Whoever can kill Lu Qingtian and walk in front of him will be the next emperor.
Cold-blooded and cruel reality.
It was also a trap set by the emperor against Lu Qingtian, a general with great achievements.
Everyone knows it, but everyone is deeply involved.
Who makes Lu Qingtian a loyal person who cannot bear to see more people die?
In the heart of that iron-hearted man, there is still a place for the common people.
Lu Feng slowly breathed a sigh of relief. If this was the case, then don't blame him as a rebellious son for doing some "rebellious" things.
"Listen to your father's words honestly and practice well in the martial arts academy..."
Seeing Lu Feng folding the letter, Gu Linhu slowly spoke.
But Lu Feng interrupted him.
"No, after the competition I will go down the mountain to find my father."
Lu Feng bared his big white teeth and hit the table with his fist.
"Everyone thinks that my father has no backer, so I will find one for him!"
Lu Qingtian's dandy son wants to find a backer for his father?
If these words were heard by people in the capital, they would probably laugh. At the age of fourteen, could he find a bigger backer than Lu Qingtian?
No one believed it, including Gu Linhu.
Gu Linhu thought he was talking about herself, so she paused and said:
"I will not leave the martial arts academy in a short time. This is a promise to my master."
"Of course my backer is not talking about you, Master. I know that Master, his cultivation is completely useless."
Gu Linhu: You kid knows where to stab someone will hurt the most.
He smiled helplessly. He wanted to say that Lu Feng was too naive. It was rare enough to have Lu Qingtian in the world. How could there be another one?
As a result, the next moment he saw Lu Feng pointing at himself.
"I am my father's supporter. Master, believe it or not, as long as I don't die, my father will never be killed by those ghosts first!"
"..."
Gu Linhu was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Lu Qingtian has given birth to a good son!"
This courage alone was enough for Lu Feng to get rid of the reputation of being unlearned and incompetent.
On this continent, there are many people who want to enter the martial arts academy, all of whom are famous, but there are very few who want to leave.
If there is no one to guide you on the road to martial arts, how can you succeed?
The original power is guided by others, not born by oneself.
But is anyone born with such an opportunity? Yes, it is also extremely rare.
Gu Linhu didn't take Lu Feng's words too seriously. She still felt that it was due to the youthful spirit, so she pointed to the bamboo beside her.
"If you have nothing to do, make me a bamboo chair that looks like the one under my butt, and then move it over to my place."
After saying that, he fell asleep on the recliner and ignored Lu Feng.
