The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Xue Zhiyi was a little unhappy that her thoughts were seen through, but then she thought that it didn't matter if Huo Wuyou guessed it, because she was going to find Lu Minchun anyway. Now that Huo Wuyou had asked her to meet him in a teahouse, she wouldn't have to spend all her time trying to find out where Lu Minchun was going.

So she stood up and took a few steps away from Huo Wuyou: "Lu Yan's tragic death should be informed to his father. Today is the best day to go and see him."

"It's not a coincidence, it's the day I chose." Huo Wuyou said nitpickingly.

Seeing him smile with his lips pursed, his eyes and eyebrows full of the desire to seek credit, Xue Zhiyi agreed with him and said, "Yes, Lord Hou is wise."

As she spoke, she bowed and said, "Zhiyi will go ahead. Please wait for good news here, my Lord."

Seeing Xue Zhiyi going downstairs alone, Huo Wuyou did not stop him, but just called out, "Yan Gui, follow me."

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In the private room on the second floor, a skinny man, about fifty years old, was listening to a few musicians playing the piano, but he had no interest and was absent-mindedly fiddling with the ring in his hand.

The servant came to report: "Sir, the third daughter of the Xue residence of the Minister of Revenue wants to see you?"

Lu Minchun thought he had misheard. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Ms. Xue?"

The servant said, "Yes, Miss Xue said that she was listening to music in the teahouse and knew that you were here, so she sent her regards to you on behalf of Master Xue."

Lu Minchun frowned: He actually intended to let his son marry the daughter of the Xue family. In this way, he is also the elder of Miss Xue San, and it is nothing for him to come and say hello.

However, his good-for-nothing little son is still in Xue Zhentong's hands.

Thinking of this, his suspicion deepened. Could it be that his son had some kind of move, and that old man Xue Zhentong wanted to convey something important to him through Miss Xue?

Thinking of this, he said to the servant, "Please go first."

Xue Zhiyi's visit was really a bit presumptuous to Lu Minchun.

Xue Zhiyi, accompanied by two maids and a guard, came in and bowed to him: "Zhiyi greets Uncle Lu. Uncle and my father are both officials in the same court, and we have always been good friends. I heard that Uncle is here, so I dare not be rude and come to pay my respects to Uncle."

Looking at Xue Zhiyi, she was very well-mannered and graceful. Lu Minchun also smiled and said, "My niece is so decent and generous. She is worthy of being Brother Xue's daughter."

"Uncle, you are too kind." Xue Zhiyi smiled. "My father often mentioned that you are knowledgeable and talented, and you are a good parent. If we meet one day, I will pay you a courtesy visit and send you my father's regards."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Minchun's smile froze.

The incident three years ago was known to everyone, and he had to sacrifice his face to barely save his precious son. Now he is said to have taught his son well. What else could it be but irony?

Listening to the implicit meaning in Xue Zhiyi's words, could it be that Xue Zhentong really has something to tell him about his son?

So he gave a look to the servants around him, and the servants asked Le Ji to stop and went out the door, leaving only a few trusted confidants.

Lu Minchun's eyes were cold and fierce, and on that skinny face, he looked even more terrifying. He smiled with an ambiguous meaning: "Your father is thoughtful. You should sit down and have a cup of tea."

Xue Zhiyi was not afraid. He just thanked him and sat down.

"Go ahead." Lu Minchun took a sip of tea.

Xue Zhiyi did not beat around the bush and simply said, "My uncle is now an assistant minister and has great prestige in the court. Apart from being busy preparing for the spring imperial examination, I'm afraid he has nothing to worry about."

After saying this, she showed regret and shook her head: "It would be even better if Young Master Lu could be with me."

Looking at her, Lu Minchun sneered. The look in his eyes when he looked at Xue Zhiyi clearly hid a sharp edge, but his tone was still pretending to be kind: "Niece, please don't mention that little beast. I feel ashamed even if I think of him."

Xue Zhiyi sighed, "It is said that parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. How can a parent not worry about their children? Young Master Lu has not returned home for many years. Uncle must be worried about him."

Hearing this, Lu Minchun sat up straight.

It was he who helped Lu Yan escape. Although he was a fugitive, he was provided with fine clothes and food along the way so that he could travel around the country.

However, this whereabouts suddenly stopped last month.

But he was afraid that others would find out that he had actually known where Lu Yan was going all along. If his political enemies reported it, it would be troublesome.

So when something like this happened, he only dared to look for it privately.

Unexpectedly, not long after, he received news from Xue Zhentong that Lu Yan had been hiding his identity for several years and thought he had gotten away with it. When he arrived in Cenzhou, he went to a brothel to have fun. After drinking, when he was fighting for a prostitute, he actually revealed his name and was captured by the Rong family of Cenzhou.

What Xue Zhen meant by the conversation was that, since they were colleagues, he would naturally instruct Lu Yan to take good care of him, treat him as a guest of honor with good food and drink, and welcome him back for his hard work along the way.

However, this kind of thing is naturally not without cost. The implication is that he, Lu Minchun, has to do some tricks and leak the examination questions of this year's spring examination to Xue Zhentong, so as to help Xue Tingsheng pass the examination.

By asking him to do such a thing that could cost him his life, Xue Zhentong was simply taking advantage of the situation!

But after all, he was his own son, and he couldn't bear to ignore him.

But he didn't expect that just after he agreed to this matter, Xue Zhentong sent his unmarried daughter to say these ambiguous things to him. What did it mean?

"Whatever you have to say, niece, just tell me."

But Xue Zhiyi looked grief-stricken. She said in a deep voice, "Uncle, Young Master Lu is in trouble."

"What!?" Lu Minchun was shocked: "Niece, don't talk nonsense."

Xue Zhiyi was even more grief-stricken: "How dare Zhiyi say such nonsense? Zhiyi heard it with his own ears when he was listening to his father and second brother talking."

Lu Minchun slowed down her breathing and just stared at Xue Zhiyi, waiting for her to say the next words.

Xue Zhiyi said, "Lu Yan was imprisoned by the Rong family. He intended to leave but was accidentally injured by the Rong family and has died."

Instantly, Lu Minchun's pupils trembled: "What did you say!?"

Xue Zhiyi shook his head: "Zhiyi knows that the Rong family was told by my father to take care of Lu Yan for my uncle. After this incident happened, the Rong family and my second brother tried to cover it up. It was only after my father interrogated my second brother that he knew that this matter had gone wrong."

Lu Minchun's eyes became extremely sinister, and when he looked at Xue Zhiyi, he was also full of suspicion: "Who asked you to come?"

Looking directly at him, Xue Zhiyi said, "Uncle, you guessed right. Father didn't know I was here to look for you. Father didn't want to make you sad, so he kept the news of Lu Yan's death a secret for the time being."

Afraid that he would be sad? Perhaps he was worried that he would lose this leverage and could no longer trick him into helping Xue Tingsheng!

Lu Minchun's face immediately turned red, and even his lips trembled with anger: "What is your purpose?"

But Xue Zhiyi's expression suddenly changed, he was calm and sincere: "Zhiyi hopes that uncle will consider that Zhiyi told the truth about this matter and not help Xue Tingliu to deal with my elder brother."

Lu Minchun's eyes were shocked again.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Xue Zhiyi's eyes were not those of an ordinary girl. Her eyes were like a deep pool, as if she knew everything, yet it was unpredictable.