It was gradually coming to early July, the hottest day of the year. The scorching sun burned the earth like fire, and the air seemed to have melted, flowing in the air like water.

The streets in Zhongdu are particularly quiet, and there is no pedestrian. Even stray dogs hide in the shade, spitting out long tongues and panting.

Dozens of soldiers guarding the city stood in the city gate with sweat. Although they were not directly shining by the sun, the city gate was extremely stuffy and each soldier was sweating profusely.

At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves suddenly came from afar. The soldiers guarding the gate were excited and looked into the distance. They saw a group of Sui cavalry running towards this side. When they approached, they turned out to be three cavalrymen with six war horses.

Each cavalry was wearing red armor and even his helmet was red. This was the costume of the 800-mile emergency cavalry. If there were no more than three people, then the cities in various places were not allowed to block them, and the capital was no exception. The soldiers guarding the city quickly dodged the road.

After a moment, three informants rushed to the city gate, and a soldier on the top of the city asked loudly: "What is the good news? Did Goguryeo win?"

A report soldier shouted: "Yes, Goguryeo surrendered, we captured Pyongyang!"

The defenders have been waiting for this news for a long time. When it suddenly arrived, all the soldiers on the city cheered almost at the same time. The soldiers threw their helmets high and hugged them excitedly. Amid the cheers above and below the city, three cavalrymen rushed into the city like lightning. They only heard them shouting: "Latest battle report, conquering Pyongyang, Goguryeo surrendered!"

"Conquering Pyongyang, Goguryeo surrendered!"

The news spread in the city like wings. The entire Zhongdu City was boiling, and the scorching sun finally could not stop people's enthusiasm. The streets and alleys were filled with people running out of their homes.

More and more people are infected by the joy of victory. Men, women, young and old are beating drums and drums on the streets, singing and dancing, celebrating the victory of the Goguryeo Battle. The news is still flying with its wings and spreading rapidly to the Central Plains, to Bingzhou, to Guanlong, and to the world.

In the Qi Palace, the princess Lu Qing, who was taking a nap, was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums outside. She quickly stood up and asked, "Li Xiang, what happened? What's the noise outside?"

"Madam, I'll go and inquire."

Rika quickly walked out, and ran in soon after, and said excitedly: "Madam, great news."

"Seeing that your face is blooming with a smile, what good news?"

"Everyone is saying that we won a great victory in Goguryeo and Goguryeo surrendered!"

"ah!"

Lu Qing was surprised at all, which meant that her husband was going back to Beijing. After four months of separation, Lu Qing missed her husband particularly. The Sui army was defeated in Liaodong, and she was even more worried.

At this time, a little maid ran into the yard and bowed to the yard and said, "Madam Qi, a letter delivery soldier came outside, saying that there was a letter from the prince."

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Help me clean my hair."

Lu Qing was suddenly a little busy. She not only wanted to read the letter, but also wanted to ask about her husband's situation.

Soon, Lu Qing and a few sisters appeared in the outer hall, and the report soldier knelt down on one knee and said, "I am not good at ease, see the princess, see all wives!"

"No gift, please get up!"

A soldier who reported the letter took out the letter from King Zhang Xuan of Qi from his arms and presented it with both hands. A maid came forward to answer the letter and handed it to the princess. Lu Qing wanted to ask about the situation first, so he handed the letter to Wu Niang. She asked again with a smile: "Where is the prince when you set off?"

"Report to the princess, when he set out in Beizhi, the general was in Beishe City, and now he should take a boat to Qijun."

"How is his health? Haven't he been sick in the past few months?" Lu Qing asked with concern again.

"The handsome man is in good health, but he is a little tired. He has lost a lot of weight and his skin is tanned."

Lu Qing nodded, and Pei Zhizhi next to him asked, "Does the prince have any verbal messages?"

"No! There are only a few letters to the two prime ministers. I will go and deliver them later."

"Thank you all the way!"

Lu Qing turned around and ordered the housekeeper, "Give them thirty taels of gold!"

The soldiers who reported the letter were overjoyed and kowtowed to thank him repeatedly. Lu Qing asked someone to send them down. At this time, Wu Niang returned the letter to Lu Qing and said with a smile: "I can't read some contents in it, so I'd better return it to my elder sister!"

"It's mysterious, I can't read any family letters."

Lu Qing opened the letter and took a look. Xin Yi smiled and said, "There are some things that cannot be shown to everyone, so let's do it! I'll cut off that part and then circulate the letter to everyone."

Pei Zhizhi laughed and said, "It's okay if you can't watch it. Anyway, you'll get home in four or five days at most. As long as you return safely, we don't care about anything else."

The other two agreed, Lu Qing no longer insisted and smiled and said, "It's so hot here, let's go back first!"

The four of them stood up and returned to their respective yards in the back house.

Lu Qing returned to the room and read the letter carefully twice. A hint of anger appeared on her face. After thinking for a moment, she sat at the table and picked up a pen to write a note for her father. She put the note in an envelope and handed it over to Li Xiang and said, "You go to the front yard to hand the letter to the housekeeper and ask him to send someone to my parents' home."

Rika gave a gift, took the letter and left in a hurry.

Lu Qing sat back in her seat and was secretly annoyed. In fact, she knew about this. She had reminded her brother, but she didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. She wanted to have a good talk with her father.

In the evening, Lu Zhuo's carriage slowly stopped in front of the steps of the gate of the Prince Qi's mansion. The housekeeper was waiting on the steps. When he saw Lu Zhuo's carriage coming, he hurried forward and opened the car door and bowed, "The princess has been waiting for Mr. Lu for a long time."

Lu Zhuo nodded, "Let's lead the way!"

Generally, it is the nephew who comes to greet important guests, but Zhang Xuan's son is still young and has no brothers, so he can only come out to greet him. Although it is a bit rude, no one will really care.

Lu Zhuo followed the housekeeper to the inner hall. Lu Qing was already waiting in the hall. Although they were father and daughter, they were also monarchs and ministers. Lu Zhuo could not be rude and stepped forward to salute respectfully, "I am looking for the princess!"

Lu Qing waved his hand, "I am not officially receiving you today, I am just talking about family affairs. Please sit down, my father!"

"Thank you!"

Lu Zhuo relaxed a little and sat down below. A maid served him tea. Lu Zhuo originally wanted to ask about the child, but he found that his daughter looked a little unhappy, so he swallowed the words to his mouth again.

Both father and daughter were silent for a while. After a while, Lu Qing asked in a low voice: "Did my father and uncle Xifang have conflicts before?"

The uncle of the West House is Lu Wanfeng, who is the oldest person in Lu Zhuo's generation. He is 70 years old this year. He has two sons. His second son is Lu Chu, who served as prime minister in Luoyang. The eldest son died of illness when he was very young.

"How could my uncle and I have conflicts? We have always gotten along well. If we had no folk remedies from him, your brother would probably be difficult to save. I have always been grateful to him."

Lu Zhuo asked in confusion, and then puzzled: "What did you ask uncle? What happened?"

Lu Qing took a sip of tea and asked calmly: "Since there is no conflict, why did his father get rid of the fame of his uncle and grandson?"

Lu Zhuo's face suddenly became gloomy. He understood that it was for Lu Han's business. Lu Han was Lu Wanfeng's eldest grandson. His face became increasingly ugly. After a while, he said, "Have your uncle written to you?"

"The uncle didn't write a letter. He didn't know that his grandson had failed the exam, but the King of Qi wrote to me."

Lu Zhuo's eyes widened. This incident actually brought King Qi into it. What's going on?

After a change of thought, he suddenly realized that there must be a political enemy who secretly sued him behind his back. Who could it be?

Lu Zhuo had countless thoughts in his mind. He thought of Cui Junsu. Although Cui Junsu had no conflict with him, Cui Junsu was born in the Boling Cui family. Since the Boling Cui family was suppressed by the Fanyang Lu family, there have been deep rifts between the two families. For the benefit of the family, Cui Junsu is likely to give himself a knife behind the scenes, not to mention that Cui Junsu went to Goguryeo last month.

Lu Zhuo determined Cui Junsu and was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Lu Qing said lightly: "No need to worry about how King Qi knew about this, but this incident had already happened. Didn't his father think about how to deal with the aftermath?"

"After care?"

Lu Zhuo shook his head disapprovingly, "He is my grandson and is the leader in causing trouble. I am destroying my relatives for justice. What do you need to be good?"

"It's not this problem, but my father destroyed the imperial examination. This was the first imperial examination, which was of great significance. My father did not get the consent of the King of Qi and did not discuss with the ministers of the prime minister, so he used his power to directly remove the second place in the imperial examination. The King of Qi was very angry and very disappointed."

Lu Zhuo couldn't speak for a long time. Before the list was submitted to the Political Affairs Pavilion, he secretly instructed Zhao Shichang, the Minister of Rites, to remove Lu Han's name. Although Su Wei and Pei Ju both knew about this later, the matter was gone, and no one wanted to offend him, so he agreed.

Now that the King of Qi was furious, Lu Zhuo realized that the matter was a bit big, and he was silent for a moment and asked, "Your Highness of Qi is sending you a letter! What do he want me to do?"

Rou Zhuo suddenly realized that his daughter came to talk to him about this matter must be Zhang Xuan's intention. He wanted to solve the matter privately. So how to solve it privately? He wanted to know Zhang Xuan's attitude.

Lu Qing glanced at his father and said slowly: "In the letter, the King of Qi told me that Lu Hancai had excellent knowledge, had strong leadership skills, and was steady and down-to-earth. It was not easy to be able to pass the second place in the exam. But his father removed him from the list, which would likely cause the Lu family to lose a future prime minister."

Lu Zhuo suddenly felt upset. He interrupted his daughter and said, "This incident has happened. I don't want to explain anything anymore. You don't have to blame me anymore. I just want to know how King Qi is going to punish me?"

Lu Qing glanced at his father deeply and said to him: "The King of Qi gave his father two choices, one was to resign from his post as an illness, and the other was to be transferred to Jianghuai as an official, and his father chose it himself."

The atmosphere in the room was very depressing. Lu Zhuo lowered his head and said nothing. This was a concession that Zhang Xuan gave to him for the sake of his father-in-law and son-in-law. Lu Zhuo also knew this, but Lu Zhuo was extremely fame and fortune, so he couldn't do it to let him resign and go home. After a while of silence, Lu Zhuo asked hoarsely, "What do you want me to do in Jianghuai?"

"I don't have the exact answer, but King Qi seems to mention Jiangdu."

Lu Zhuo was stunned. Could it be that he had been appointed as the prefect of Jiangdu? But Jiangdu was still in Chen Leong's hands, how could he take office?

Lu Zhuo was a little confused for a moment. At this time, he remembered something again. If he was transferred to the south, what should he do if the Lu family was in the central government of the court? What should he do if his Hebei gentry leader?
Chapter completed!