Chapter 17 The ignorance of worrying IQ The honesty of His Highness

Stan Star

The main hall of the Central Palace is solemn and gorgeous. Outside the main shrine is a majestic statue of a god whose face is merciful and merciful to the world. Ye Mao, rumored to be the most powerful plant, is tied with aqua blue ribbons on several branches, fluttering in the wind.

Lu Xinglang met the emperor in the hall, and when he came out of the main hall, he didn't make any progress, and he saw the little general kneeling under the Wuxi tree. The unbending arrogance, with a tense expression on his face, has been kneeling there for a few days.

He seemed tireless and lost a lot of weight. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was supporting to the limit, but he still insisted that he would not fall, or could not fall, and the Zuo family could only rely on him now.

"What is your Highness looking at me for?" Zuo Qingshan was expressionless: "If you are here to persuade me to go back, you don't have to speak."

Lu Xing raised his eyebrows: "Little General is thinking too much, I don't mean it."

Zuo Qingshan was a little surprised, he pursed his lips and didn't speak again.

Lu Xinglang looked down at him: "It's just that even if the general doesn't go back, it doesn't make any sense to continue kneeling here."

"Everyone in the Zuo family needs you." Lu Xing said calmly: "The soldiers in the army are also waiting for the general to return to take charge of the overall situation."

Zuo Qingshan's forehead burst into blue veins, his temper was violent, and he was anxious: "The prince has already joined those people to remove my father's general title. They can't hold the Zuo family. What's the point of me going back now?"

Lu Xingliang's black eyes were quiet: "Then you kneel here, does it make sense?"

Zuo Qingshan stayed.

Even so, he still felt resentment in his heart:

"My father was wronged. He couldn't be a deserter. My father taught us from a young age that if a soldier has a destination, it is an endless honor to die in battle. He is loyal to our country and our family. Courage, and my father has never done anything in his life that is sorry for the world and his conscience, and now only relying on the divination of the priests and the unwarranted video, how can Your Majesty believe that his father is a deserter..."

Lu Xing opened his lips rashly: "Zuo Qingshan."

Zuo Qingshan's indignant words were intercepted by the half way. He met Lu Xing's arrogant face. Half of the boy's face was handsome and not like a mortal, and the other half of his face was covered with terrifying red marks due to the influence of toxins. The hardships of life also weighed down on Lu Xingliang like a mountain, but he looked at himself so calmly: "Has the royal father announced to abolish the military power of the Zuo family?"

Zuo Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "It seems, no..."

"Then why are you crying here?" Lu Xingli squatted down slowly, looked directly at him, and said in a tone that only two people could hear: "Do you think that the princeling's civil servants will jointly write a letter and want to eradicate the left home?"

Zuo Qingshan nodded.

Lu Xingzhang said slowly: "I checked the location and distance of Galaxy B. At the time of the incident, if the news was to be sent back, the tower should have received the news first, and the prince and the queen would have to get the news the next day at the earliest. In the morning, it took no more than a day from the impeachment of your father to the time when Uncle Guo called on the parties under his command to prepare for the concert."

Zuo Qingshan was so stunned, his head slowly realized something, and he said, "Could it be that there is a prince in the army?"

"..."

Lu Xingliang closed his eyes in despair.

In the end, he can only be more straightforward:

"It's nothing more than this possibility, but it's very small. I have investigated the background of the soldiers who followed your father that day one by one. There is no capital difference between the accounts before and after, and the background is also the loyal soldiers that your Zuo family has cultivated since childhood. The possibility of going undercover is very small. After that, I investigated the route of the interstellar pirates. Interstellar B is not a space where they often haunt. The number of black hole vortexes that day was the highest in a week. According to their fighting methods, they will definitely not take risks, but..."

The juvenile's analysis logic was clear, he spread out the things that Zuo Qingshan had not considered, and almost posted the three words that something was wrong on Zuo Qingshan's forehead.

Zuo Qingshan finally reacted: "You mean someone did it on purpose?!"

"Is...is that what the prince did?"

"Did the prince kill my father?"

"Do you have any evidence?"

In desperation, Zuo Qingshan, who grabbed a piece of driftwood, was desperate to grab Lu Xingliang, but the teenager stepped back and avoided him. He was expressionless: "I didn't say anything."

Zuo Qingshan was in a hurry: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Lu Xinglang looked at him calmly, with a stern jaw and a cold voice: "Does the general think it is important to have evidence? Even if there is, with the current situation of the general's mansion, how can you take the crown prince?"

Zuo Qingshan choked.

"Go back and protect the military power and status of the General's Mansion." Lu Xing condescendingly condescended and spit out the last sentence: "You are qualified to come and ask for your father's innocence."

The Wuxi trees around the hall were rustled by the wind, and the ribbons fluttering in the wind was a bit desolate. Zuo Qingshan, who was kneeling under the tree, was trembling with all his might, but he couldn't refute it. When I left, I heard the general's suppressed voice: "Why do you want to help me?"

Lu Xinglang's footsteps stopped.

Without any politeness and sweet words, he answered truthfully: "I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself."

"Empress Lan Guifei just passed away." Zuo Qingshan raised his head and looked at the boy who was too lonely: "Why don't you seem uncomfortable at all."

The corner of Lu Xingliang's mouth evoked a mocking smile, which combined with the terrifying face was a bit intimidating: "Can people be brought back from the dead by being sad?"

"Be awake." He looked at the little general who didn't seem to have grown up: "The appearance of your life is better than death will only make those who are waiting to see your jokes happy."

Zuo Qingshan was stunned.

silent for a long time

The former high-spirited major general finally stood up slowly, his eyes gradually firmed: "Okay, I will listen to you."

This was an ordinary afternoon, and it seemed like an ordinary conversation between the two teenagers, but it was the most loyal God of War under the future emperor who expressed his attachment to him for the first time.

...

the next day

About half a month later, summer gradually passed, autumn came, the leaves outside the window slowly increased, and the autumn became colder.

Lu Xingli recently discovered a slightly unusual thing. The kid who used to always like to talk to him has gradually become less frequent recently, and I don't know if it's his delusion. Inexplicably guilty... Are you hiding from him?

"Ding Dong"

Just as was thinking, there was a message coming.

Jian Mei's daily regular greeting: "Good morning! ^_^"

Before I changed it, I would say a few more words every day about what to eat in the morning, and then I went to school. When I came back, I would say what happened in the school, and what questions I didn’t know very well. Recently, it almost ended with good morning and good night. I don’t know what happened. As for what reason, Lu Xingli finally asked one more question when the conversation was about to end: [Have you been busy lately? 】

If A Ruo saw this question, he would be shocked to death.

After all, Lu Xingliang has always been self-centered, and people who have no value will not waste their extra attention. Now it is surprising that he would take the initiative to ask a person if he is busy.

Jian Mei's reply is not slow: "It's okay, it's okay, a little bit."

[En] Lu Xingwang didn't say much [Go get busy]

Before it was changed, even if it was like this, after Jane babbled, Lu Xingli would at least ask more questions about what she was busy with, but this time it ended with one sentence, and her attitude was colder. Jane didn't know why, seeing this sentence After the words were a little sullen, he pouted, a little unhappy: "Aren't you asking me what I'm busy with?"

Lu Xingliang: [What are you busy with? 】

"..."

Jian Mei felt inexplicably angry!

But his anger returned to his anger, and he thought of what Cheng Yu said not long ago. He was just a netizen. He took heart to Lu Xingliang, but Lu Xingliang didn't tell him anything. I don't know how to put it, people are very greedy, and if they have a little bit, they want to improve a little bit, and he really wants to understand Lu Xingliang.

Is it because you think you're a liar that you don't say it?

Do you really look like a liar? impossible?

Or has he been hurt by a liar before, so he's just being extra careful?

think carefully……

It's not entirely impossible!

Jane pondered for a while, and finally decided to ask tentatively: "Can I ask you a question?"

Lu Xingli: [speaking]

"Well, I mean, do you think there is that kind of person around you?" Jian Mei tried to lead him to imagine: "It's the kind of person whose intention is unclear, looks a little strange, and then treats you well, and actually wants to cheat you of money, And then people with ulterior motives."

silent for a long time

Lu Xingliang said, "Isn't you the only unidentified person beside me who is obsessed?"

"..."

Jian Mei pursed her lips aggrieved.

The liar was actually himself. He didn't expect that in Lu Xingxuan's eyes, he was really like this.

"Ding Dong"

Another message came:

Lu Xingliang: [However, your last two sentences don't match]

Jian Mei's eyes lit up. Could it be that Lu Xingliang really trusts him and believes that he is not that kind of person?

[Because] Lu Xingli said indifferently [Don't talk about your IQ to deceive people, it's already a blessing that you barely won't be deceived]