After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

"Hey you——"

The old farmer looked at Liu Qingyun with pity.

Inside the carriage, the candlelight was dim.

Liu Qingyun lowered her eyebrows, and her long eyelashes were shining with a bright light.

She didn't look at Lu Yuan, but every word she said was directed to Lu Yuan.

"I shouldn't control everything about you, I shouldn't be so strict with you, I shouldn't punish you..."

Her throat gradually became swollen and painful, and her voice choked several times.

Although Meng Qianqian had not spent a long time with Liu Qingyun, it was not difficult to see that she was an extremely proud person. She was probably also the kind of person who would admit her mistakes and correct them but would never admit them.

To put it bluntly, when it comes to being tough-talking, three generations of the family are of the same caliber.

She probably struggled for countless days and nights before she finally mustered up the courage to say these words.

As for her strict discipline of Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan said himself that his mother liked to be in control and didn't like things to be out of her control.

When he was young, Lu Yuan lived strictly according to Liu Qingyun's rules.

No wonder Lu Yuan has always had a laissez-faire attitude towards Bao Shu. It was not Bao Shu that he let go, but himself, who was once restrained in every word and action.

Liu Qingyun said with red eyes: "You shouldn't send your brother away..."

Meng Qianqian looked at Lu Yuan in a daze: "You have a younger brother?"

Lu Yuan said: "No."

The old farmer raised his hand and sighed, "It was his dog, named Xiaobai. His mother didn't allow him to keep it, but he insisted on keeping it. Later, his mother sent Xiaobai away, and he ran away from home in anger, saying that he wanted to bring Xiaobai back. His mother thought he was just talking in anger, so she went to look for him a while later, but couldn't find him anymore."

"That was the first time his mother brought him to see me. He was so happy to bring Xiaobai with him to see me. Who would have thought... Alas, it was also my fault that I didn't pick them up earlier, causing them to get into trouble on the way."

The old farmer, who had been making trouble all the way and arguing with Lu Yuan, was suddenly shrouded in great sadness.

The carriage was silent, with only Liu Qingyun's soft sobs and Zong Zhengxi's even breathing being heard.

Meng Qianqian asked: "What happened next?"

The old farmer raised his head, forced back the tears, and said in a normal tone: "Later we searched and searched, and searched everywhere within a ten-mile radius. Finally, we found his shoes and torn clothes near a tiger den. I killed the tiger and took out his jade pendant from its stomach."

Meng Qianqian understood that if it were anyone else at that time, they would think that Lu Yuan had been eaten by a tiger.

The old farmer lowered his head and rubbed the straw hat in his hands helplessly: "After that, his mother went crazy."

Lu Yuan's body stiffened.

A hint of surprise also flashed in Meng Qianqian's eyes.

The old farmer lowered his head and looked at the straw hat. "Your grandma didn't tell you how your mother lived through all those years. Sometimes I wonder, she was so crazy, maybe finding a child to pretend to be you would make her feel better. One time, we really found a child who looked not much different from you, and after some disguise, grandma said that he looked almost like you, but we still couldn't fool your mother."

"Your grandmother took your mother back to recuperate, but she would go to the place where you were lost every year to wait for you."

"Until a few years ago, your portrait appeared in Miaojiang... Unexpectedly, it was not us who found you, but you who came to us."

After hearing this, Meng Qianqian could almost guess it.

Lu Yuan became a first-rank commander-in-chief of the imperial court, holding a high position of power and influence, and even the Miao people knew him.

When Liu Qingyun saw Lu Yuan's portrait, she immediately suspected that her son might not have died, so she rushed to the capital from Miaojiang.

It’s a pity that Lu Yuan has a knot in his heart. Years of suffering cannot be wiped away with just a simple “sorry”.

The old farmer said earnestly: "Your mother doesn't allow you to keep a dog because you have asthma."

Meng Qianqian looked at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan said calmly: "It's gone now."

"arrive."

Wu Ge'er said.

Yu Zichuan, who was sitting on the roof of the car, said: “Not yet.”

The melon has not been eaten yet.

Steward Cen came out in a hurry and said, "Madam, have you picked up the young master? Madam hasn't come back yet so late, should we send someone to the princess's mansion to ask?"

Liu Qingyun raised her hand and wiped away her tears calmly: "No need."

"lady?"

Manager Cen heard Liu Qingyun's voice.

Liu Qingyun got off the carriage as if nothing had happened and became the lady who was always high and mighty and acted like a mistress again.

Manager Cen was stunned and said, "Husband, Madam is here too. Are they going to pick up the young master together?"

what's the situation?

Why does it feel like the lady doesn't look happy?

His eyes are also red, could it be that he has been crying?

No way, are you so heartbroken that your son is in jail?

In the carriage, Meng Qianqian said to the old farmer, "Grandpa, let's get off too."

The old farmer nodded, but before getting off the car, he glanced at Lu Yuan and said, "You can go against me, but you are not allowed to bully your mother. She is my daughter, and no one can make her angry except your grandmother."

Lu Yuan turned away.

The old farmer got off the carriage.

Manager Cen thought it was Lu Yuan, and was about to scold him, but he saw an extremely majestic face.

He was startled: "Miao——"

The old farmer's eyes sharpened.

Manager Cen: “Meow~”

The pear blossom cat that was playing happily inside the door ran over and slapped Manager Cen's trouser leg with its paw.

It seems to be saying: What do you want me to do?

Meng Qianqian and Lu Yuan got off the carriage.

Zong Zhengxi fell asleep, and Meng Qianqian couldn't wake him up, so she asked Yu Zichuan to carry him into the mansion and arranged for him to live in the same yard with his grandfather.

On the way back to the main courtyard, Meng Qianqian seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Lu Yuan said: "Just say what you want to say."

Meng Qianqian asked: "Concubine Li is your aunt. Has she... also never known your identity?"

Lu Yuan said, "When she was little, she lived in the village with my mother. When she was eight years old, the old Duke sent someone to take her away. My mother didn't know where she went. It was only a few years ago when she came to the capital to find me that we met again."

Meng Qianqian paused: "When you helped His Majesty ascend to the throne..."

Lu Yuan said: "At that time I didn't know he was my cousin. He was young and easy to control, so I chose him."

He was being stubborn again, clearly thinking that Zong Zhengxi was not a bad person.

Meng Qianqian took the opportunity to say, "Look, you have good intentions for His Majesty, but didn't His Majesty almost go the wrong way? You disciplined him in every way, and would rather he resent you than neglect his teaching. I think your mother treated you the same way."

Lu Yuan said coldly: "He is the emperor and has a kingdom to inherit."

Meng Qianqian muttered, "Maybe you will inherit a family business too. It's obvious that your grandfather is not an ordinary person. He might be a big shot in Miaojiang!"

Lu Yuan snorted coldly: "How big of a figure? The Miao King?"

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inside the house.

The old farmer put down his straw hat and sat on the chair solemnly.

There was less sloppiness in his expression, and instead there was a dignity that made no one dare to disobey.

Manager Cen didn't even dare to breathe.

It was not until the other party slowly finished drinking the tea in his hand that he stepped forward respectfully, kowtowed and performed the Miao Jiang etiquette:

"Meet the Miao King!"