After returning home, Lu Feng will tell them all to shut their mouths!
Having made up his mind, Lu Feng speeded up his return.
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Yesterday's hazy drizzle gave way to good weather, and the faint sunshine shone on Lu Feng's still-conscious eyelids. It was rare for him to wear something more formal.
"Ha~"
Lu Feng yawned and looked at his father dressed as a military general. He sincerely admired him for being able to get up so early.
The palace door was opened, and the officials got off the carriage and walked inside.
Yuan Jinfeng, who came to see Lu Qingtian, was not surprised when he saw Lu Feng following him, and walked over to talk to Lu Qingtian.
Some civil servants frowned when they saw Yuan Jinfeng's actions. Isn't this a clique for personal gain?
It's just that Yuan Jinfeng didn't take them seriously. Just look at them. A man of his age doesn't have so much energy to argue with them.
Lu Feng would respond lazily when he said something to him from time to time.
The civil servants dared to murmur a few words when they saw Lu Qingtian and Yuan Jinfeng, but they couldn't dodge when their eyes came into contact with Lu Feng, for fear that they would be stared at by him and their heads would fall to the ground the next second.
They went to court, and Lu Feng was taken to the side hall to wait.
Every place in the palace is carefully designed. Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye, especially the tea in the palace.
Lu Feng drank contentedly, and the palace servants brought him over and left. He was quite comfortable here alone.
As he was drinking tea, he heard the sound of children talking outside.
After a while, a head slowly poked its head out from the door, revealing a pair of bright eyes.
Then he shrank back.
He was a child of eight or nine years old, a naughty age.
The boy retracted and then stretched his head out, looking at Lu Feng curiously.
"who are you?"
Lu Feng saw that the clothes he was wearing were not luxurious materials, but the same clothes worn by the maids in the palace.
It seems unlikely that he is the prince, but if he can speak to him, his identity may have yet to be determined.
"Want to come over for a drink?"
Still idle, Lu Feng raised the cup in his hand.
"Is it wine?"
The boy's eyes lit up, then he nodded.
After he made sure there was no one around, he sat across from Lu Feng. He looked at the tea leaves in the cup with a look of disappointment, but he still drank it in one gulp.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a waste of natural resources.
Lu Feng moved the teapot towards him.
"It tastes better than anything I've ever had before. Can I still drink it?"
Smash it, hit it, the boy looked at Lu Feng expectantly.
This time Lu Feng refused.
"No, children will wet the bed if they drink too much. Didn't your mother teach you?"
When he heard the word "mother", the boy was startled and said in a depressed tone:
"My mother died after giving birth to me. My father didn't like me either. He only liked a few other brothers. Maybe he didn't know me at all."
Among his brothers, his father didn’t even recognize him.
Lu Feng understood.
"In this case, you can just stay in the palace and do your work. The money you make outside is not as much as here."
Lu Feng looked at the boy sincerely.
The aggrieved expression on the child's face was a little stiff, but soon there was a layer of mist in his eyes.
"But...but I heard that dad didn't come to me because he was too busy. I also want to help dad."
"They all said that if I become the prince, I can help. Little brother, do you think I can become the prince?"
That innocent expression was very deceptive, and if you were someone who liked children, you really couldn't help it.
However, Lu Feng's brain circuit is inherently different from others, and he speaks more directly.
Of course he said:
"sure!"
The boy's eyes showed hope, but Lu Feng's next sentence left him at a loss.
Lu Feng gave his advice seriously.
"Do you know why your father doesn't let you help? It's not because he doesn't want you to help. It's because your brothers are helping him. If your brothers are gone, you will see if he will let you help. "
"I am a living example. My father gave birth to me, so my father comes to me whenever he needs something."
What he said was serious, but cold sweat broke out little by little on the boy's back.
But Lu Feng continued.
"In this way, since you are young, I can take you to see your brothers, and then you can give them a knife and it will be over."
"Your father will definitely like you when he sees how capable you are."
The boy's hair stood up when he heard these words. He felt like there were needles growing under his butt and he was restless.
"I...I still have some work to do. I'll see you next time, little brother. Thank you, little brother."
The boy finished speaking quickly, not wanting to stay here any longer.
"Is it so sudden?"
Lu Feng waved his hand a few times symbolically, and then continued drinking tea like a normal person.
It was a disaster when I first came up, and today’s kids are also very courageous.
The boy who ran out was still frightened. When the guards saw him coming out, they stretched out their hands greedily, and the boy handed them the silver in his arms.
"Is that enough?"
"Let's go."
He is just the child of a palace maid, but he still thinks he is a prince?
The guard weighed the silver in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.
There was a cowering boy standing at the corner of the palace wall. He still had injuries from being beaten. The boy who was looking for Lu Feng came back and saw his face was cold.
"Go back with me."
"……good."
I finally met Lu Qingtian's son, but he didn't seem that easy to deceive.
He knew he didn't do a good job this time, but it wasn't too bad.
I glanced at the boy following me, maybe I would be more convincing next time in this way.
What both boys didn't know was that the patrolling guards had already discovered them, but they just didn't come forward.
On the other side, after the morning court, Lu Feng was taken to the imperial study room.
This time it was much more atmospheric than the last time I saw it in the tent, with countless paintings and calligraphy.
The chief eunuch put the notes aside, bent down and went out.
Emperor Wu, who was sitting in front of the desk, looked at Lu Feng who was standing, opened the memorial with one hand and said:
"You remember to salute me last time you saw me, but you don't even need to salute this time?"
"That's not true, it's just that I didn't come here today as the young marquis."
As soon as he said this, Emperor Wu paused with his hand holding the brush, and looked up to see Lu Feng finding a place to sit down.
"I haven't asked you to sit down yet."
Lu Feng said:
"Your Majesty will ask me to sit down after hearing what I have to say."
"..."
"Does what you say next represent your father, or is it just you?"
Emperor Wu was not frightened by Lu Feng's mysterious words and remained calm.
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"Your Majesty said this as if I am nothing without my father."
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