The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Wen Chu inexplicably felt that the voice sounded familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had heard it. The figure also seemed slightly familiar.

But he didn't think much about it and directly took out the long sword from the weapon rack. The sound was so rough as if he had a stone in his mouth.

"You are the first one who can remain calm after touching my brother. However, since you dare to do it, you must pay the price."

Wen Chu walked towards Feng Jiuqing with a knife in hand, looking very aggressive. One could feel the ground shaking with every step he took, and the murderous aura between his brows almost solidified into substance.

The man chuckled, turned around and said meaningfully: "Really? What price do you want me to pay?"

Wen Chu's face changed instantly, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang. He rubbed his eyes hard to make sure that he had not recognized the wrong person.

Few people have seen Feng Jiuqing's true appearance, but Wen Chu happens to be one of them. Wen Chu's anger was instantly extinguished. Did he seem to have just been angry with his own marshal?

Wen Chu then knelt on the ground with a plop. There was no trace of ferocity on his face anymore, instead there was a look of shock and joy.

The soldiers around were all shocked as if they had seen a ghost. They had never seen such a gentle and kind General Wen. Wasn't this man Lu Yu? Why did the general kneel down when he saw him? Could it be that this man was too handsome and the general, who had always only known martial arts, fell under his skirt?

"Yuan--"

Feng Jiuqing didn't want to expose himself in front of everyone, so he interrupted him immediately: "So you are the general, but it's only June. Even if General Wen kneels so sincerely, I won't give you New Year's money. You'd better get up quickly."

Wen Chu's face flushed red, but it was too dark to be seen. He hesitated and said, "Are you here to see me?"

A man who was always rough and rude suddenly started to speak softly, almost frightening his subordinates. It was over, the general was really deceived by this vixen.

Feng Jiuqing shook the spear in his hand and answered the question irrelevantly: "General Wen, do you want to fight me first and then talk, or talk first and then fight?"

Wen Chu seemed a little aggrieved, which was somewhat funny with his dark face.

"Can't we just talk and not fight?"

Feng Jiuqing raised his chin: "That depends on whether your subordinates agree or not."

Wen Chu stood up and kicked the long knife on the ground away: "The knife is broken, there is no weapon, so I won't fight anymore."

Feng Jiuqing's mouth twitched. Why did this set of movements look so familiar? Oh, now I remember, he seemed to play dumb like this.

Wen Ruo also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he extended his left hand to lead the way: "Young Master, please."

Feng Jiuqing followed Wen Chu's instructions and left, leaving the group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

"What's wrong with you, General? It's like you're possessed by something."

Another person bumped into him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you forgotten that our general is gay? It's obvious that he's going to have a general wife."

The man's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands, "Why didn't I think of that? This young man is so good-looking. The general has made a fortune!"

On the other side, after Wen Chu closed the door, he stood beside Feng Jiuqing like a big aggrieved dog: "Marshal, why didn't you tell me when you came? I can prepare in advance."

Feng Jiuqing coughed lightly: "I never thought I would come to your place."

Wen Chu felt even more aggrieved, it turned out that the marshal didn't want to come to him.

Feng Jiuqing changed the subject: "I heard that you asked for an imperial decree to have Lu Yu come to the general's mansion and teach him for a month?"

Wen Chu nodded, with anger in his eyes, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"He cursed you in public. I couldn't stand it. I must teach him a severe lesson. Let's see if he dares to do it again next time!"

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes and looked at Wen Chu. His serious look made Wen Chu feel inexplicably uneasy.

"So you let those soldiers teach him a lesson? Have you ever thought about who would be held responsible if a young master like him who has never done anything to please others gets hurt?"

"His father is Prime Minister Lu, and his mother is the eldest princess. If anything happens to him here, His Majesty and the Queen Mother will not let you go! Can you use your brains next time?"

"Marshal, Wen Chuzhi is wrong. I will have him sent back now!"

Wen Chu lowered his head, which made people laugh for some reason, and walked out slowly step by step.

"return!"

Wen Chu stopped, looked back with a little hope, glanced at Feng Jiuqing, and quickly lowered his head, looking like a man who knew he was wrong and accepted the punishment.

Feng Jiuqing poured himself a cup of tea calmly: "Lu Yu didn't come, so you don't have to send him back."

"How could that be? The guard clearly said that the Prime Minister's Mansion sent someone here?"

Wen Chu's face was filled with shock, as if he had just learned something that was hard to accept.

"He should have told you that the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion has arrived, right?"

Wen Chu touched his head and said embarrassedly: "It seems so. But isn't the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion Lu Yu?"

Feng Jiuqing changed his posture and sat more comfortably, supporting his head with one hand, and said lazily: "Who told you that the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion is Lu Yu?"

Then Feng Jiuqing shook his head: "Forget it, you are a border guard, it is normal that you don't know. There is another young master in the Prime Minister's Mansion who was born almost at the same time as Lu Yu."

Wen Chu was really confused now: "Doesn't Mr. Lu have only one wife, the princess? How come he has a son who was born with Lu Yu?"

Feng Jiuqing said indifferently: "Almost twenty years ago, a maid climbed into the bed of Prime Minister Lu, who was then the Minister of Personnel. Coincidentally, the princess was also pregnant at the time, and they both gave birth to a boy on the same day."

"The one born by the princess is named Lu Yu, which means "precious as a treasure"; the one born by the maidservant is named Lu Qi, which means "discarded"."

Wen Chu curled his lips: "This old man Lu is so unkind! They are all his sons, even if they are born out of wedlock, you can't name them Qi! How unlucky!"

"He didn't name the child. He didn't care about the birth of the child, let alone give him a name. It was the maid who gave the name. She wanted the child to know his identity. It was also her curse on the child. After giving the name, the maid hanged herself in front of the child."

"If the child had not been found by a kind maid, he would have starved to death and followed her."

Wen Chu's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "How can there be such parents? Did that child do something terribly wrong in his previous life to have to meet these two inhuman creatures!"

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe, who knows?"

Wen Chu turned around and walked out again: "Old Man Lu is such a piece of shit! Lu Qi is so pitiful, I will order someone to prepare a good bedroom for Lu Qi right now. I want to treat him well even though Old Man Lu dislikes it."

"Come back! What's the hurry?"

Wen Chu stopped again and looked back at Feng Jiuqing, puzzled: "Marshal?"

Feng Jiuqing asked softly: "Do you remember how old I am this year?"

Although Wen Chu didn't understand why Feng Jiuqing asked this, he still answered Feng Jiuqing.

"It's only a few months until I reach adulthood."

Feng Jiuqing continued to ask: "Do you remember Lu Yu's birthday?"

"August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival."

Feng Jiuqing coaxed: "What about mine?"

"Mid-autumn, of course?"

Wen Chu looked as if he didn't remember, but he seemed to be stunned before he finished speaking. Then he walked to Feng Jiuqing eagerly and asked uncertainly: "Marshal, Lu Qi is not you?"

Feng Jiuqing said calmly: "Congratulations on guessing the correct answer, but there is no reward."

Wen Chu felt as if a thunderbolt had suddenly struck him. His mind was in a mess and he didn't even know where to put his hands. After a long while, he collapsed and yelled, "How could you be Mr. Lu's son?!"