Chapter 17： The Honesty of His Highness IQ

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The main hall of the central palace is solemn and gorgeous. Outside the main temple is a majestic deity. The deity’s face is merciful and compassionate to the world. It is admired and respected. Rows of sycamore trees are planted outside the temple. The branches of these trees are blooming. Ye Mao, rumored to be the most powerful plant, tied a few branches with aqua-blue ribbons, fluttering with the wind.

Lu Xingwang met the emperor in the hall. After coming out of the main hall, he saw the little general kneeling under the sycamore tree. Once they had a fate at the dinner party. The unbending arrogant bone, now his face tense, kneeled there straight, for a few days.

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

"His Royal Highness looks at what I do." Zuo Qingshan said blankly: "If you are here to persuade me to go back, you don't have to speak."

Lu Xing raised his eyebrows: "The little general is thinking too much, I have no intention of that."

Zuo Qingshan was a little surprised, pursed his lips and did not speak again.

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

"The people in the Zuo family need you." Lu Xing said in a calm voice: "The soldiers in the army are also waiting for the little general to return to preside over the overall situation."

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

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

Zuo Qingshan strangled.

Even so, he still feels uneasy:

"My father was wronged. He can't be a deserter. Since childhood, my father taught us that if soldiers have their homes, it is an endless glory to die in battle. He is loyal to the country and the family and to us. Dare, and my father has never done anything to apologize to heaven and earth or his conscience in his life. Now only relying on the divination of those priests and the unnecessary videos, how can your majesty believe that his father is a deserter..."

Lu Xing raised his lips arrogantly: "Zuo Qingshan."

Zuo Qingshan’s outrageous words were half-stopped. He confronted Lu Xing’s face like Yuanyuan. Half of the boy’s face was handsome and not mortal, and the other half of his face was covered with terrible red marks due to the influence of the toxin. The suffering of life is also pressing on Lu Xingwang's body like a mountain, but he looks at himself so calmly: "Have your father announced the abolition of Zuo's military power?"

Zuo Qingshan was taken aback, subconsciously: "It seems, there is no..."

"Then why are you crying here?" Lu Xingwang slowly squatted down, looked directly at him, and said in a tone that only two people could hear: "You think that the princeling's civil servants will want to get rid of the left. Home?"

Zuo Qingshan nodded.

Lu Xing sluggishly said: "I checked the position and distance of galaxy B. At the time of the incident, if the news was to be sent back, the tower should receive the news first, and the prince and the queen would receive the news the next day at the earliest. In the morning, it did not take more than a day from the impeachment of your father to the time when the uncle’s party collectively called for his participation."

Zuo Qingshan was so a little bit so, what was slowly realized from his stubborn head, he said: "Is there a prince in the army?"

"..."

Lu Xingzuo 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. There was no fund access before and after the exchange. The background is also the loyal person trained by your Zuo family since childhood. The possibility of undercover is very small. After that, I investigated the tracks of interstellar pirates. Interstellar B was not the area where they frequented. The number of black hole vortices on that day was the highest in a week. According to their combat methods, they would definitely not take risks, but..."

The teenager's analysis logic is clear. He spread out things that Zuo Qingshan hadn't considered, and almost put the three words that there was a problem on Zuo Qingshan's forehead.

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

"Is it... the prince did it?"

"Did the prince kill my father?"

"Do you have any evidence?"

Zuo Qingshan, who was holding onto a piece of driftwood in despair, desperately wanted to catch Lu Xingwang, but was stepped back and avoided by the young man. He was expressionless: "I didn't say anything."

Zuo Qingshan was anxious: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Lu Xingwei looked at him calmly, with a stern jaw and a cold tone: "Does the little general think it is important to have evidence? Even if there is, what can you do with the prince in the current situation of the General Mansion?"

Zuo Qingshan choked.

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

The sycamore trees around the main hall were rustled by the wind, and the ribbons fluttered in the wind. It was a bit desolate. Zuo Qingshan, who was kneeling under the tree, trembled with anger but couldn’t refute it. The black-robed boy who was standing was going to pass him. When I left, I heard the suppressed voice of the little general: "Why are you helping me?"

Lu Xingzuo's footsteps stopped.

Without any courtesy or sweet words, he answered realistically: "I'm not helping you, but myself."

"Lady Lan Guifei has just passed away." Zuo Qingshan raised his head and looked at the deserted young man: "Why do you seem to be not uncomfortable at all."

The corner of Lu Xingzuo's mouth evoked a mocking smile, which matched that terrifying face a little bit intriguingly: "Can you bring people back from the dead if you are sad?"

"Be sober." He looked at the little general who seemed to have not grown up: "You look like you are not as good as dead, and it will only make those who are waiting to see your jokes find happiness."

Zuo Qingshan was stunned.

Silent for a long time

The formerly energetic major general finally stood up slowly, his eyes gradually firm: "Okay, I listen to you."

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

...

Next day

After about half a month, summer gradually passed, autumn came, and the fallen leaves outside the window slowly increased, and autumn became colder.

Lu Xingwang recently discovered something slightly unusual. The kid who always liked to talk to him and talk about him has gradually become less frequent recently, and I don’t know if it’s his illusion. Inexplicably...hiding him?

"Ding Dong"

Just thinking about it, some news came over.

Jian Wei always says hello every day: "Good morning! ^_^"

Before I changed it, I would say a few more words 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 was not easy to do. Recently, it almost ended with good morning and good night. I don’t know if it’s out. For what kind of psychology, Lu Xingwang finally asked one more question when the dialogue was about to end: [I have been very busy recently? 】

If this question was seen by Aruo, he would be shocked to death.

After all, Lu Xingwang has always focused on self, and worthless people will not waste extra attention. Now it is surprising that he would actively ask someone if he is busy.

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

[Well] Lu Xingwang didn’t say much [Go ahead]

Before I changed it, even if it was like this, after Jian Mei was talking about it, Lu Xingwang would at least ask what he was busy with, but this time it was over with one sentence, and his attitude was relatively cold. Jian Mei didn’t know why. See this sentence. After speaking, he was a little frustrated. He curled his lips and was a little unhappy: "Aren't you asking me what I'm busy with?"

Lu Xingwang: [What are you up to? 】

"..."

Jian Mei feels inexplicably angry!

But when he got angry, he thought of Cheng Yu's words not long ago. He was just a netizen. He was heartbroken to Lu Xingwang, but Lu Xingwang would not tell him anything. He was very depressed after thinking about it. I don't know how to say it, people are very greedy, and they want to improve a little bit, and he really wants to understand Lu Xingwang.

Is it because you think you are a liar?

Is it possible that you really look like a liar? impossible?

Or he was hurt by a liar before, so he was especially careful?

think carefully……

It's not impossible!

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

Lu Xingwang: [say]

"Well, I mean, do you think you have that kind of person around you?" Jian Mei tried to lead him to imagine: "It's the kind of unclear intention, which looks a little strange, and then treats you well, but actually wants to lie to you for money. Then someone who is unpredictable."

Silent for a long time

Lu Xingwang said, "Isn't you the only person around me who is unidentified and who has been acting in a fascinating way?"

"..."

Jane pursed her lips aggrievedly.

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

"Ding Dong"

Another message came:

Lu Xingwang: [However, the next two sentences are not correct]

Jian Mei's eyes lit up. Could it be that Lu Xingwang actually believed in himself and believed that he was not such a person?

[Because] Lu Xing said indifferently [Your IQ, let alone deceive others, it’s a blessing to barely be deceived]