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

Just at this moment, Feng Jiuqing, who was eating happily, suddenly heard two unfamiliar voices, one steady and one jumpy.

"Grandson Lu Jue/Lu Yu pays homage to grandmother."

Feng Jiuqing paused in his eating and looked up to see two young men who looked somewhat similar. The one on the left seemed older and stood with his hands clasped, while the one on the right was also bowing, but the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed at all.

It seems that the older one on the left is Prime Minister Lu’s eldest son Lu Jue, and the one on the right is Lu Yu, who has a deep connection with him.

Feng Jiuqing pretended not to hear and continued eating.

Old Lady Shen waved to the two of them, but her face did not show much joy: "Come here."

Lu Yu immediately put his hand away and ran over at the speed of the wind. Lu Jue followed behind him with a look of helplessness and doting in his eyes, but he did not stop him.

Lu Yu wanted to act coquettishly with his grandmother, but when he got closer, he found that there were two other people sitting at the table, one of whom he didn't know, and the other was His Majesty.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Although Lu Yu didn't understand why His Majesty was here, it was always right to pay his respects first.

Lu Jue also followed Lu Yu and saluted: "Your Majesty."

Mo Ling seemed not to have heard and wiped the crumbs from Feng Jiuqing's mouth with a handkerchief. There was a hint of doting in his eyes: "Why is your mouth full of them?"

Yo, is Mo Ling trying to establish his authority? Although he didn't need it, it still felt good to be cared for by others.

Feng Jiuqing smiled slightly: "Thank you, Ayan."

Mo Ling put away his handkerchief, smiling: "What are you thanking me for? Do I need to say thank you to you?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled and said, "I understand, Ayan."

Old Lady Shen didn't pay any attention to the other two people. She just asked Feng Jiuqing softly, "Make some more cakes, and try it?"

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "Okay."

Old Lady Shen immediately passed the cake to Feng Jiuqing: "Dalang has never eaten these before. It's bitter and cold at the border, and being able to eat meat buns is considered a starter."

Feng Jiuqing nodded silently in his heart. Few people in the imperial court cared about the lives of people on the border. Every time they asked for military funds, they had to haggle for a long time. If he did not have his own industry to support him, relying solely on the military funds from the imperial court, he would have to spend a meat bun as a New Year's banquet.

Mo Ling lowered his eyes in thought. He had never been to the border, so he didn't know what life was like there. But in any case it couldn't be very good. After all, he knew how much silver the Ministry of Revenue had allocated.

Shen Yi looked at the people who were chatting, and then looked at his nephew kneeling outside. His mother used to love her two little nephews very much. What happened today? Is it because Guijun is too much like an older brother, so she ignored her two grandchildren?

But he still felt sorry for his nephews, and couldn't help but plead, "Your Majesty, my two little nephews are here to see their grandmother. Do you think it's okay to..."

Mo Ling raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Yi. Shen Yi felt uneasy when he was stared at. He asked softly, "Did Lord Shen see Qingqing?"

Shen Yi was confused: "I saw your Excellency."

Mo Ling retracted his gaze, took out a handkerchief and wiped Feng Jiuqing's mouth. His eyes were so gentle that Feng Jiuqing was scared.

"Your Majesty, I, Lu Jue, pay my respects to you, Your Majesty!"

Lu Jue gently touched Lu Yu, and Lu Yu followed suit: "The humble servant Lu Yu greets your majesty, and greets your majesty."

Mo Ling still didn't say anything, just looked at Feng Jiuqing gently.

Feng Jiuqing didn't want to embarrass anyone: "Get up."

The two did not dare to move. Mo Ling glanced at them nonchalantly and said in a cold voice: "Can't you hear what you said, sir?"

Lu Jue immediately stood up and pulled Lu Yu up with him: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Lu Yu then said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Only Feng Jiuqing enjoyed the meal the most. As for Lu Jue and Lu Yu, they didn't dare to sit at the table. After all, Mo Ling was there, and they didn't dare to move without his permission. Shen Yi had already pleaded for them once before, so he didn't dare to plead again.

After finishing the meal, Feng Jiuqing was taken away by Old Lady Shen. Mo Ling did not go with him, but went to the study with Shen Yi. As for the two from the Lu family, they went to make up for lunch.

Old Madam Shen brought Feng Jiuqing to her courtyard and dismissed all the servants.

She took Feng Jiuqing's hand and asked softly, "Qingqing, can I call you Qingqing?"

Old Madam Shen no longer calls him Da Lang? It seems that since the two people from the Lu family came, Old Madam Shen has never called him Da Lang.

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "Of course."

"Then do you know why I went to see you yesterday?" Old Madam Shen was still smiling, as if she was chatting about family matters.

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Old Madam Shen was going to talk about serious matters. However, he had not yet figured out the purpose of Old Madam Shen's visit to him.

Seeing that Feng Jiuqing didn't say anything, Old Lady Shen continued, "Da Lang passed away early, and I only have Er Lang and Lan Shu. Lan Shu was raised in the palace since he was a child, so I feel a little indebted to her. Lan Shu loves her youngest son very much. Yesterday, I wanted to use my old bones to resolve the grudge between you and Yu'er."

"I know that you were sent away when you were young, and when you came back, you replaced Yu'er to go to the General's Mansion, and you also severed your relationship with the Prime Minister's Mansion for this. Before I met you, I thought that the Shen Guogong Mansion was willing to pay enough for Lan Shu and Yu'er, as long as you would not cause trouble for Yu'er."

Feng Jiuqing smiled slightly. He knew that Old Lady Shen also approached him with a purpose, but he didn't care.

Feng Jiuqing smiled and said, "You are an excellent mother and an excellent grandmother."

Old Lady Shen patted Feng Jiuqing's hand, smiled bitterly and continued: "But after seeing you, I knew I was wrong. Lan Shu was wrong, and the Prime Minister's Mansion was also wrong."

Feng Jiuqing probably guessed what Old Lady Shen wanted to say, so he spoke first: "Because I look a lot like the Jade-faced General, and the so-called nephew looks like his uncle?"

"You know?" Old Lady Shen was a little surprised.

"Yes." Feng Jiuqing nodded: "I have known this since I was a child, and I have always known it."

"You've suffered so much." Old Lady Shen caressed Feng Jiuqing's eyebrows with tears in her eyes: "You should have been the sweetheart of your grandmother!"

He is Lan Shu's child, and looks very much like Dalang. He should have been raised in the palm of her hand, but he has been displaced since childhood and has a home without one.

"Don't cry. If you cry when Qingqing comes, she won't dare to come again."

Old Lady Shen quickly wiped away her tears: "Don't cry, I'm happy!"

Feng Jiuqing asked softly, "Just because I look like the Jade-faced General, are you sure of my identity? Aren't you afraid that people and things are similar?"

Old Lady Shen shook her head, "Of course not, but you not only look like Da Lang, your nose also looks a bit like Prime Minister Lu. And you are the child of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Although Lu Yu looks a bit like Prime Minister Lu, I used to think he was like Er Lang, who took after his father. But Er Lang also has some of my shadow, but Lu Yu doesn't look like Lan Shu at all."

"Especially since you and Lu Yu were born on the same day and at the same time, and I heard that the maid died in front of you. If she was really your mother, there is no way she would hang herself in front of you. Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. Even if she wanted to die, she should at least make arrangements for you, but she did nothing."

"All signs point to only one possibility. You must be Lan Shu's son. As for Lu Yu, I'm not completely sure, but I have a hunch that he is not Lan Shu's son."

Is this the legendary super sixth sense? Feng Jiuqing smiled and said nothing.